Ning was playing in the yard with her son. When she saw Zhang Jusi coming in, she greeted her with a smile: "Fourth Sister."

Brother Chun also bowed his body and saluted like a decent person: "Fourth Aunt."

"good."

Zhang Jusi rubbed Zhang Haochun's hair and spoke to Ning: "Sister-in-law, I'll give you a pot of flowers."

"...the blooming is sparse and the petals are like snowflakes..." Ning praised: "It's so beautiful."

"It's good if my sister-in-law likes it."

Zhang Jusi waved his hand and asked Xia Lan to pose on the edge of the corridor.

The sister-in-law and sister-in-law talked for a while, and Ning invited Zhang Jusi to come into the house for tea.

Xiao Haochun said, "Mother, can I go and play with my third uncle and aunt?"

Aunt San has a lot of delicious candies and treats him very well, just like her mother.

Ning stopped, "Now, your third uncle should not be at home. Let's go there another day, okay?"

"Okay..." Zhang Haochun agreed sensibly.

Zhang Jusi's face turned gloomy.

Zhang Juling and Gu Han are really good at bewitching people’s hearts. Her nephew is only a few years old and they are so close to them.

The more I thought about it, the more wrong it became. Zhang Jusi waved his hand and asked the girl to lead Zhang Haochun down, "Sister-in-law, Brother Chun'er is still young, don't always take him to Qiulan Pavilion... The third sister-in-law has a lot of thoughts and is too smart, don't take Brother Chun'er badly.

You have to be more careful about her.

Don't get so close to her..." The mother also suspected that the eldest brother's death was done by Zhang Juling, and she also thought it was.

No matter how you look at Zhang Juling, it's gloomy... but no evidence was found.

Ning: “…”

She has always known that Zhang Jusi and Gu Han have a bad relationship.

But it's not good to talk about people behind the scenes...

When she went to chat with Gu Han, she never said anything about Zhang Jusi.

"Sister-in-law, you must believe me."

Seeing that Ning didn't say anything, Zhang Jusi grabbed her hand and emphasized: "The third sister-in-law really has many methods... I have suffered losses."

In front of the girl, mother-in-law, Zhang Jusi was too unlucky to speak in front of the yard.

Ning nodded perfunctorily and pulled her to the hall.

The autumn is clear and the weather is pleasant.

After Zhang Juling went down the white marble steps with Yang Ruo.

The Ministry of Justice and the Ministry of Works are located in the same direction, and the two of them go on the same road.

"Shuzhi, the emperor said that he would choose several lecturers and attendants for Prince Yu and Prince Ling?"

Yang Ruotao's eyes were full of smiles: "Which royal palace do you want to go to?"

He and Zhang Juling wore the same green robe embroidered with white squids, and his appearance was both of the best, but he was more ostentatious.

"Since it is the Lord's intention, you have to follow his wishes, and you and I can control it..." Zhang Ju thought about Princess An Ning's situation of stopping him from speaking at the Gu family, and his mind became a little cold: "It is serious to do what you do well in your job."

"Why……"

When Yang Ruo saw Zhang Juling suddenly speeding up, he hurriedly chased after him: "You guys can't even imagine... Wait for me, why are you doing so fast?

I'm not a wolf."

Zhang Juling said lightly: "The Ministry of Works has many affairs, so it is not as leisurely as the Ministry of Justice.

The diverting migration of the Yellow River Basin has reached the end of the day, and I need to supervise it in case something goes wrong."

"What the genius believes in you."

Yang Ruo put his arm on Zhang Juling's shoulder: "During the court meeting, the emperor praised you for your quick work and said that the rectification of the Yellow River Basin was completely over.

You're saying this now?

Didn’t you say you changed to Henan?

How do you supervise it?”

Zhang Juling didn't say anything. Seeing that the big red door of the Ministry of Works was coming in front of him, he bowed to Yang Ruo: "I'll go in first, otherwise Lord Qin should urge him."

You're busy with yours, too."

After saying that, he took Shuming straight away.

Yang Ruo stood there for a while, "It's really, are you that busy?"

When he mentioned Prince Yu's Mansion, Zhang Juling refused all over his body... He had not had such obvious emotions before.

Is it possible? What is the secret to express?

"Young Master, when you were leaving, your wife told me to ask you to go home earlier today."

Deshun's voice was very low: "Ms. Huang has something to say to you."

Yang Ruo turned to look at him, "I made an appointment with Lord Zhang for tea, but I can't go back."

My mother always uses such tricks, either Huang Xiayu is waiting for him at home, or her mother invites her home to watch a show... The purpose is to let the two of them have more contact.

It is undeniable that Huang Xiayu is a good girl and a talent for Yongxu.

He appreciates it, but not likes it.

He can't delay her.

Rejecting it earlier could be considered as a fulfillment for the two of them.

Deshun cried and said, "Young Master..."

"You go and tell my mother now."

When Yang Ruo saw that he was not moving, his expression turned cold: "Why not hurry up."

"Hey, hey..." Deshun was so scared that he was shocked. The young master has always been a good-tempered person and never gets angry. It seems that he is really angry: "Slave just leave, just leave..."

Yang Ruo's thin lips were tightly pursed.

He understood his father and mother's anxiety, but he could not do it just to marry a woman just to pass on the family line...

Gu Han, haven’t seen her for a long time?

I wonder if it's a good life?

There is someone hidden in my heart, and the more impossible it is, the more I miss you.

At night, Yang Ruo did not return to Yang's mansion.

He did not drink tea with Zhang Juling, but was invited by Prince Ling Zhu Gaozhi to the banquet.

When I arrived at the place, I found that Zhang Juling, Xu Li, Wang Zhiyuan, Xu Pei and others had arrived, as well as Xu Ming and Lin Hairong.

A wave of young leaders.

Yes, they are all familiar people.

He said hello one by one and walked forward carelessly.

After being in the officialdom for several years, Prince Ling could guess what he thought was almost the same. Isn’t it just for the purpose of giving lectures and attending lectures?

He walked to Zhang Juling's table casually and waved his hand to the servant, "...I'll give you a seat."

The banquet is placed in the pavilion of the royal palace garden, and the place is spacious.

The long table of rosewood, two people sat in the same place.

Xu Li and Zhang Juling are the same table.

The servant should have "yes" and moved the slap next to him neatly.

"...Mr. Yang, don't you go to do so many empty tables... won't you feel crowded?"

Xu Li smiled.

He and Yang Ruo have been together for several years and are familiar with each other.

Jokes are often said.

"I miss you, can't?"

Xu Li waved his hand: "Don't scare me?"

Yang Ruo smiled "hehe" and leaked a mouthful of white teeth.

After Yang Ruo sat down, he poured a cup of wine and asked Zhang Juling: "Where is Prince Ling?"

He saw that the main position was empty.

Zhang Juling touched his glass: "It's not here yet."
To be continued...