Hua Junze is currently in the Ministry of War. Although his official position is not very high and he is a small seventh rank, he has a better development than staying in Licheng. Now he lives in Jiaoni's house, and Jiaoni comes to talk to him when he is free.

On that day, Jiao Niang came to deliver him pastries. There was a osmanthus tree in her yard. When September came, the trees were full of flowers. Qinghuan picked a basket of petals, filtered them with clean water, then crushed them and steamed them in glutinous rice flour and flour, steamed them three times in a steamer, and made them with molds to make osmanthus cake.

"How is Cheng Yu now?" Jiao Niang actually wanted to ask, but she didn't know how to speak directly, so she turned a few turns, as if she asked inadvertently.

Hua Junze took a sip of tea, wiped his mouth, and said, "When talking about this Ayu, I don't know what he thought. Your Highness, King Rui, saw that he was good at it, recommended him to the emperor. The emperor heard that he was a descendant of the Cheng family and valued him very much, and wanted to keep him by his side as an imperial guard. But he refused in front of the emperor and asked to join the army at the border."

The girl was shocked, "Did the Lord agree?"

Hua Junze nodded, "When the emperor saw that he had a desire to serve the country, he allowed him to leave half a month ago, almost when you returned to Beijing."

After saying that, he picked up a piece of osmanthus cake and was about to bite it. When he saw Jiao Niang being stunned, he put it down again. He looked at Jiao Niang and said, "This is A Yu's choice. In fact, if you think about it carefully, you will understand that Cheng's family is loyal and fierce, and now it is declining, someone needs to revitalize it. If it were me, I might be in a hurry to make achievements."

Is he anxious to make achievements or intentionally avoiding her, afraid that he would be embarrassed to meet her in the future, and the sweet girl didn't know, maybe both. She moved her lips, said "um" and stopped talking again.

Hua Junze looked at her again, thought for a moment, and said, "I thought you would ask me where King Rui."

The girl's expression moved, "How about him?"

Hua Junze said: "King Rui was appointed by the emperor to lead the Censorate for his contribution to the investigation and prosecution of He Zhiping, in charge of the supervision of all officials, inspect the prefectures and counties, correct criminal prisons, and enforce political disciplines and other matters. Now he has been inspecting the prefectures and counties again, and it has been a month since he has been there."

With such great power in charge of the supervision of all officials, the current King Rui is at its peak, but when Jiao Niang heard about this, her heart skipped a beat.

She couldn't understand it. If the emperor really liked Ying Che, he could deposed the prince and appointed King Rui. But he never revealed the intention of deposed the prince, but just kept applauding Yingche and increasing his power.

Didn’t he think about how he would treat Ying Che, a strong enemy who had suppressed him one day when the crown prince succeeded to the throne?

The girl felt a little uneasy in her heart.

So he asked, "When will he come back?"

Hua Junze smiled and joked, "I'm going to come back before getting married with you, so just keep your heart in your stomach."

The girl looked at him, "My cousin is getting less and less serious." After that, she got up so embarrassed that she left, and Liu Hua Junze sat there with a wicked smile.

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In Ningxinyuan, a lotus seat gilt incense burner was burning on the table. Widths of light smoke radiated from the lotus pod hole, allowing Ji's fingers to be sucked into his nose.

She took a deep breath, the muscles on her face relaxed, and she let out a sigh and enjoyment sound.

"Auntie, you are talking." Ji Yun cried for a long time, and looked up and saw that she was only concerned about smelling the fragrance, and said anxiously.

Ji opened his eyes slightly, frowned and said, "I have had a headache for just a few days. Can't you give me some peace of mind?"

Ji Yun grinned and cried again, "I can't blame me. Who told my cousin to ignore me? If I don't cry to you, who else can I cry to?"

Ji rubbed his forehead and cursed: "If you have no prospects, you will know how to cry. If he ignores you, you won't come to him to chase him? What's the use of crying here?"

Ji Yun cried and sobbed for a while. She stood up and walked to her and squatted down, saying, "You are his mother, he is filial to you. If you ask him to marry me, he dare not refuse to agree."

Ji looked at her, "Yes, if this was the past, maybe he could really accept you for my sake, but you are stupid and insisted on pushing Su Qingyin into the water. Even I offended him for protecting you. The relationship between our mother and son has not eased yet. Do you still expect me to force him to marry you?"

Ji Yun cried and said, "What should I do?" He pulled Ji's arm and shook it, "Auntie, you have to make the decision for me. I really like my cousin."

Ji was so painful that the tendons on her forehead were twisted and bent. She slapped the table with her palm and shouted, "Shut up, I don't know why I have such a stupid niece as you, just like your mother." He held his breath, "Don't think about Jun Yi anymore. A man who doesn't have you in his heart, what's the use of marrying him? He can only make you suffer for the rest of your life."

Ji said this in his heart. So what if she married Hua Jintang? Twenty years of marriage relationship was not important to him. For the sake of a dead Qin Ruyan, she could not remember how many days he had not been to her.

Besides, she just talked to Lan that day, and she hurriedly left, obviously because she disliked her Wanniang. Since she disliked her Wanniang, her daughter had no way to marry into her!

But Ji Yun couldn't listen at all. She glared at Ji Shi with anger and stood up, saying, "If you don't help me, why do you say so much, I'll find a way myself." Then she ran out.

Ji did not ask someone to chase her back, but felt that the headache was so bad that he hurriedly asked someone to get her medicine. After taking the medicine, he smelled the fragrance, and then he got a little better. She couldn't help but pay attention to Ji Yun, so she closed her eyes and leaned on the pillow of the plain brocade flowers. Hu Er's wife took the small copper tongs and peeled off the ashes burned in the incense burner, put a piece of incense wood in it, covered the lid again, and said, "It smells so nice to smell this fragrance. It's clear and faint, and there is another faint fragrance. No wonder my wife likes it."

Since Ji's right-hand arms broke one by one, she promoted Hu Er's wife. Although Hu Er's wife was not as good as Tao Jin's family, she could not compare to Fang's mother. She usually only cared about the wife and girls going out, but she also brought it from her parents' home and trusted it more than others.

Ji raised his eyelids a little, "This is sent by the second aunt. It is called Benzoin, which can calm down. Although the name is not nice, it smells very good. I won't have a headache at all."

Hu Er's wife smiled and said, "The second aunt is still the same for so many years. She wants to respect her wife if she has any good things."

Ji nodded lazily and pulled the long tune, "She still has this kind of heart, otherwise I wouldn't keep her." As he said that, he became sleepy and fell asleep while yawning.
Chapter completed!