"..." Taolu stopped. She glanced at the watermelon cut into small pieces and asked tentatively: "Then... do you eat it?

The Third Young Master.”

Zhang Juling waved his hand, "You take it down and eat it yourself."

Taolu's surprised eyes were bright and she asked with a smile: "Really?"

The third young master is really generous, just like the young lady.

Gu Han couldn't help laughing, "It's more true than pearls."

This girl is always very funny sometimes, and her words and actions make people laugh.

Taolu bent over and thanked her, and walked out with a thin porcelain plate. When she passed by the main hall, she could still hear her crying for Qiaoling out in a low voice.

"I don't eat it, you can eat it yourself."

Qiaoling was in front of Zhang Juling, and Gu Han couldn't say anything, so she could only turn her back and wave to her.

The girls and the women all laughed.

Gu Han thinks Taolu is like a living treasure.

She smiled for a while before looking at Zhang Juling and said, "I am not in good health and can't eat it."

But, you can eat it.

The weather is so hot, so I feel relieved when I eat some cool watermelon.”

Zhang Juling touched her hair and said gently: "You can't eat it, and I won't eat it either."

My wife is weak and her diet is a taboo. She cannot eat this and cannot touch it. Sometimes she feels hard to see... She doesn't let her eat watermelon, but she eats it by herself.

It's too bullying.

"It's fine."

Gu Han smiled, "I have always been like this since I was a child, so you don't have to worry about me."

Zhang Juling didn't say anything and kissed her forehead.

Outside is the hottest time of the day - noon.

The sky is clear and the air is as if it is frozen by heat.

After the couple had lunch, Zhang Juling went to Zhaowenzhai.

He walked outside the yard and unexpectedly saw Zhang Juan wandering around the corridor, holding a folding fan in his hand.

What is Zhang Juan doing on such a hot day?

"Second brother?"

Zhang Juling also went to the corridor with her feet raised.

“…you’re here?”

Zhang Juan smiled, his handsome face was not very natural.

Zhang Juling said "um" and asked, "Why didn't you go to the house?"

He and Zhang Juan were studying together. Although they had different ways and positions of doing things, they could still say a few words after spending a long time together.

"Haha..." Zhang Juan laughed dryly and said, "The room is stuffy and hot, I'll go out for a walk."

Zhang Juling looked at the big sun above his head and was speechless: "This place... should be hotter, right?"

"Too."

Zhang Juan was beating haha, I don’t know what to say.

Zhang Juan has always been a gentleman. He always says something without covering up... but today it is a bit strange.

Zhang Juling looked at him as if he had something to say to him. After waiting for a while, he didn't see him speak, so he turned around and went down the corridor and headed towards the school.

Who knew that he had just taken two steps and was stopped again.

"Third brother."

"Um?"

Zhang Juling stopped and turned to look at him.

Zhang Juan still didn't say anything.

"My second brother might as well say something..."

Zhang Juan spread the folding fan in his hand with a "slam" sound, shook it a few times, and smiled and said, "It's not a big deal."

You just didn’t come to class in the morning, so I want to ask where you went?"

"I was called by my father to talk."

Zhang Juling paused and said, "I asked Shuming to tell her husband, but my second brother doesn't know?"

Of course Zhang Juan knew.

When Shuming said that, he was also present.

What he wanted to say to Zhang Juling was to let him pay attention to his elder brother's behavior... but when he said that, he couldn't say it.

According to Zhang Juling's nature, if he said that, the eldest brother would probably suffer. They were all brothers of the Zhang family, and their palms and backs were flesh... Besides, the eldest brother said that, there was no real evidence in the end, so he should take a step forward.

At worst, he would pay more attention to Zhang Juling.

"I probably forgot..." Zhang Juan walked in front first and said, "Let's go, third brother.

The gentleman said, and he talked about university in the afternoon.

I still have a few things that I have to explain to me.”

Zhang Juling frowned slightly. What exactly did Zhang Juan want to say to him? Why didn’t he say it in the end?

Two days later.

The Marquis of Dingyuan, Wang Zhiyong, took charge and led his troops to Yunnan.

The emperor attached great importance to his cousin and led all civil and military officials to climb the city tower to see off his farewell.

Yang Ruo and Wang Zhiyuan are also included.

Wang Zhiyuan looked at his father's back riding a horse, his eyes were complicated and his eyebrows were cold.

"Criminal, do you have time tonight, go have a drink?"

Yang Ruo's peach blossom eyes turned into crescent moons.

Wang Zhiyuan nodded and agreed, "Okay."

He had dealt with Yang Ruo a lot because of the disaster-fighting food, and also understood that this person was scheming and would never ask him to drink for no reason... I guess there was something to say.

At the hour of Hai, night falls.

Most people in Kyoto have fallen asleep peacefully, and the bustling of Liuxiang Hutong has just begun.

In Shunxing Restaurant.

Yang Ruo and Wang Zhiyuan were drinking and talking. The door was half open and could see the scene in the hall at any time.

The two men's servants guarded the door.

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of dishes.

Yang Ruocai smiled and talked to Wang Zhiyuan, and said politely: "Criminal, we are familiar with each other, and I don't hide it from it... I'm looking for you today, there are some things to talk about."

Sure enough, it's here.

Wang Zhiyuan smiled with clarity: "I like Lord Yang who is straight to the point like this."

Yang Ruo took a sip of wine, "The Marquis went to the frontier, and the Marquis's mansion will be supported by the prince from now on."

He spoke lightly: "You can probably understand the situation in the court.

Yan Liang was the most favored by the emperor and controlled the court. He was a formation below one person and above ten thousand people... If he had worked with him one-on-one, no one would have been able to do it."

"Our Yang family is fine, and there is no direct conflict with Shoufu Yan, but your Dingyuan Marquis Mansion is different."

Yang Ruo glanced at Wang Zhiyuan, "With the temperament of the Chief Supervisor Yan, even if he dares not touch the foundation of the Dingyuan Marquis' Mansion, troubles are indispensable.

The prince said, is Yang right?"

Wang Zhiyuan tightened his right hand holding the wine cup and asked, "What does Lord Yang mean by saying this?"

Yang Ruo stood up and filled the two of them with tea, but did not directly talk about his plans. Instead, he continued to say: "For people like Yan Liang, if you want to eliminate future troubles forever, you can only bring him down."

"Bump down?"

Wang Zhiyuan's face changed and he stared at Yang Ruo and asked, "Why did Lord Yang do this?"

He didn't think Yang Ruo was simply helping Dingyuan Marquis' Mansion.

“The reason is not important.”

Yang Ruo's lips curled up: "The key point is that I am willing to help you, just take down Yan Liang."
To be continued...