The husband is the future chief [infrastructure]

Jiang Ziyan has seen Lin Zhao's chess skills before, but he doesn't know how it compares to others, but he is much better than him.

Two people hold the white stones and the other hold the black stones. You come and go against each other. After half an hour, the whole chessboard is full of chess pieces.

Jiang Ziyan was tired from watching, and no longer cared about their battle situation.

Remembering what the old prince said yesterday, he asked while eating melon seeds: "Father, I heard from the old prince yesterday that you visited him some time ago?"

Jiang Yuan raised his hand and dropped a piece on the chessboard, humming.

"My lord said that you felt guilty when you saw him that day. He didn't understand very well, so let me ask you. What do you mean by those words that day?"

The expression on Jiang Yuan's face froze, he didn't expect his son to ask this matter.

He cleared his throat and said, "It's nothing interesting, just to thank him."

"is it?"

"Yes, yes!"

Seeing his guilty look, Jiang Ziyan knew that he was probably right.

When he wanted to ask something more, he heard Lin Zhao's voice, "Uncle Jiang, you lost."

Jiang Yuan took a closer look, and it was true.Baizi has been surrounded by sunspots, and there is no way out.

He put the chess piece he just picked up in his hand into the pot, "You are awesome, I didn't expect to lose to you."

"Uncle Jiang, you're being polite. It's all because you let the junior, and the junior won by luck."

This is true, Jiang Yuan's chess skills are still superb.

It's just that Jiang Ziyan interrupted him just now, and he lost his concentration, so he was fooled by Lin Zhao.

Jiang Yuan gave his son a sad look, and now he has reason to doubt whether he did it on purpose.

After a game, it's still early, and it's not time for lunch.The two played another round, this round Jiang Ziyan obediently ate melon seeds from the beginning to the end, Jiang Yuan won without any suspense.

It's just that Jiang Yuan couldn't tell whether Lin Zhao was really missing a move, or whether he was deliberately letting him go.

Soon it was time for lunch, the meal in the Wangfu was very rich yesterday, and today Jiang Yuan asked the kitchen to prepare a rich meal.

The three of them were quite full after a meal, especially at the dinner table, Jiang Yuan was talking to Lin Zhao almost all the time, but he seldom talked to Jiang Ziyan.

The more Jiang Yuan communicated, the more he discovered that the husband-in-law his son was looking for was really good.

Regardless of his gender, whether it is knowledge, character, or conversation, they are all excellent.

Overall, Jiang Yuan is still very satisfied.

He remembered that when he went to Rong Wang's mansion that day, the old prince Rong was very enthusiastic when he saw him, and he followed his relatives one by one, and he didn't look like he had any resentment towards him.

So Jiang Yuan asked tentatively: "Azhao, what does the prince think about the relationship between the two of you?"

Jiang Ziyan glanced at his father in surprise. Before eating, he still called Lin Zhao the eldest son, but now he is called Ah Zhao. He changed his name so quickly.

Lin Zhao understood the meaning of his words, and said, "Grandfather likes Ziyan very much, and he also supports our affairs. Please rest assured, Uncle Jiang."

Jiang Yuan got the exact answer from Lin Zhao, and a stone that had been hanging in his heart finally fell to the ground.

He thought again, if his son is so obedient and sensible, who wouldn't like it?

So Jiang Yuan looked at Lin Zhao with more kind eyes, and the whole dinner table was showing fatherly kindness and filial piety.

In the afternoon, Jiang Yuan took Lin Zhao to an open space in the backyard, where Jiang Yuan usually used to move his body.

People who practice martial arts should not be lazy, whether it is horse riding or archery, they must practice every day.

The son-in-law-to-be looks tall and tall, but his figure looks very thin. He is too thin to read and read. He still needs to keep fit.

So he pulled Lin Zhao and said that he would teach him archery.

In fact, Jiang Yuan also said that he wanted to teach Jiang Ziyan before, but he was busy with business at that time, and he was not interested in archery, so he refused.

At this time, Lin Zhao was concentrating on performing well in front of his future father-in-law, so at this time, it was natural that his father-in-law would do what he said.

Lin Zhao followed Jiang Yuan to this small school yard, and there were bows and arrows presented by his servants.

He bent his mouth and said, "Uncle Jiang, I know how to shoot arrows."

Jiang Yuan was a little surprised, he didn't expect that a frail scholar would draw his bow back.

"Then shoot an arrow and let me see."

Lin Zhao hasn't practiced for a long time. He has been hunting for a living in the first few years of his life, and he is very familiar with bows and arrows.

When I was at Bailu Academy, I also had riding and archery classes. Although I haven't touched bows and arrows in the past two years, I still have a foundation.

He held the bow in one hand and the arrow in the other, with the arrow feathers resting on the string, pulling the bow vigorously with his shoulders and back arms, aiming at the target, and the arrow flew out with a whoosh and hit the bull's-eye.

This surprised Jiang Yuan. As a martial artist, he naturally likes juniors with some strength.

Seeing Lin Zhao's outstanding bow and arrow, he couldn't help boasting: "Ah Zhao's skill is very good. It's still a bit difficult to hit the bull's-eye. I didn't expect it to be easy for you."

Then Jiang Ziyan seemed to be forgotten by his father all afternoon, and kept pulling Lin Zhao to test his martial arts.

In the evening, the two stayed at Jiang Yuan's house. After all, it was hard for them to come here. For this father, Jiang Ziyan still wanted to spend more time with him.

As for Lin Zhao, he wished he could behave well in front of Jiang Yuan for a few more days, so that he would let go and hand over his son to him.

After living in Jiang's mansion for three or four days, Lin Zhao successfully gained Jiang Yuan's favor, and now he treats him almost like his own son.

On the afternoon of the fourth day, the two went back in a carriage.

The soft couch in the carriage was covered with thick blankets and there was a hand warmer, making the whole carriage much warmer.

Jiang Ziyan leaned on the soft couch beside him, Lin Zhao took his shoulders and hugged him in front of his chest, and said, "Now we have passed the bright road with your father, and you should give me a name right?"

"Fame? Didn't you already have it?" Jiang Ziyan said.

"When, why don't I know?"

"When I was in Lin'an, who told Yuanwai Sun and the others that I was your favorite?"

Lin Zhao didn't change his face, "What I said is the truth!"

Jiang Ziyan was no longer poor with him, and seeing that his hand on his waist began to be dishonest again, he simply slapped his hand off and said, "This is a carriage, even if you want to do anything, you can't do it here!"

Recalling the absurdity in the carriage before, Jiang Ziyan didn't want to do it a second time even if he was killed.

Lin Zhao grasped the point of the words, "You mean, just change the place?"

Jiang Ziyan's ears turned red, and he said, "I didn't say that."

To be honest, the two of them haven't done intimate things for a long time, the most is a kiss.After not doing it for so long, he also thought about it.

Lin Zhao smiled, knowing that the person in his arms was shy, so he stopped teasing him, anyway, he knew it at night.

The two of them didn't go back to the palace, but went back to Jiang's mansion where Jiang Ziyan was.

Jiang Ziyan told Lin Zhao about Zhou Xing's arrival, and about Zhuo Feng.

After he finished speaking, he asked: "What do you think of this matter?"

Lin Zhao asked, "You mean him and Feng Ke?"

"Well, I can see that Zhuo Feng has other thoughts about Feng Ke, but Feng Ke doesn't know about it."

Lin Zhaodao: "According to what you said, after Zhuo Feng was injured, he took care of him and took care of everything by himself. I'm afraid most people can't match this kind of heart."

"Then you mean that Feng Ke also has that kind of thought?"

Lin Zhao shook his head, nodded again, and said, "Maybe there is, but I'm afraid I don't know it."

Jiang Ziyan laughed, no wonder he could make Zhuo so arrogant every time, a person who is like a log has not yet enlightened.

Zhou Xing lived in Jiang's mansion for a few days, and found that he had seen almost all the people Mr. Lang brought from Linzhou, but he had never seen Zhang Qiu.

After eating today, Zhou Xing asked, "Mr. Lang, why is Brother Zhang Qiu?"

Speaking of Zhang Qiu, Jiang Ziyan said: "Brother Zhang has been helping in the brewery before, but after the sound of the brewery became smoother, he couldn't stay there anymore, so he went to a martial arts gym in the city to be an instructor."

"That's right, brother Zhang Qiu is very skilled, and teaching people martial arts is also very suitable for him."

"Well, yes. The martial arts hall is a bit far from here, and there is food and accommodation in it, so he lives there. But he should be back these two days, and he hasn't come back after the Chinese New Year. I'm afraid he might be caught by someone Things got stuck, wait a little longer."

On the sixth day after the year, Zhang Qiu came back.

He was really stumped by something this trip.

There was a student in the martial arts hall who accidentally fell on his leg. The family members blamed the martial arts hall and asked someone to come to the door to make trouble.

The owner of the martial arts hall saw that he was strong in martial arts and tall and strong, so he specially asked him to stay for a few more days to protect the safety of the martial arts hall.

This matter did not subside until today, and he rushed back as soon as the matter was over.

When Jiang Ziyan saw him, he knew that he was having a good time in the martial arts hall. He was full of energy, and even his face had more flesh. It seemed that the food was not bad.

"Brother Zhang, how are you doing in the martial arts hall?"

Zhang Qiu smiled and said: "Very good, the master of the martial arts gym sees my skill and is very enthusiastic towards me."

"That's good, do you want to go after the Chinese New Year?"

"Go, stay for a while longer. I heard that this year's martial arts champion examination will be held in April, and I want to try my luck then."

Jiang Ziyan was very surprised when he heard the words, he didn't expect Zhang Qiu to have such a plan.

But planning for the future is a good thing and should be encouraged.

It's just that this martial arts champion doesn't just need to be good at martial arts.

In the Great Wei Dynasty, there were imperial examinations for literature and military examinations for military affairs.

The martial arts exam is held every three years, every time in April, when the weather is getting warmer, you don't need to wear so thick clothes, and the martial arts competition is more convenient.

The martial arts examinations in the Great Wei Dynasty mainly tested weightlifting, riding and archery, infantry, carbine and so on.In addition, there are requirements for appearance.The torso must be majestic, and it can be a general.In fact, it is a disguised form of selecting talents for the army.

Jiang Ziyan said: "Brother Zhang, come on, I will support you!"

Zhang Qiu patted him on the shoulder, said with a friendly look on his face, "Don't worry, brother Yan, I will still cover you when I become a big brother!"

Jiang Ziyan took a look at Zhang Qiu's rough appearance, and the whole body really met the majestic torso, which could meet the requirements of a general.

Moreover, Zhang Qiu was born in a military camp, so he must be able to ride and shoot as well as infantry.It's just that I don't know what to do with this carbine, and I may need to focus on practicing it.

These are all mandatory conditions. In addition, it is also required to know some literary and martial arts, Sun Tzu's art of war and so on.These do not know how much he will.