While Zhu Bo'an and Chen Jingqi were secretly worried, there were also people in the backyard of Zhu's family.

The difference is that Zhu Bo'an and Chen Jingqi are worried about the general trend of the world and the situation in Xiliang, while the person in the backyard is worried about himself.

Zhu Bingzhong moved a shabby Taishi chair that was about three cents of silver that was common on the street, placed it under the black green eaves without the need for servants to serve him. He brought a pot of hot rice wine, went to the kitchen to cut two taels of pork head meat braised by the chef, took a chopstick of shredded radish in the pickled jar, and placed the pig head meat and shredded radish in a plate.

Then he sat on the Taishi Chair, picked up a newly washed worn blanket from the clothesline in the yard and spread it on his legs, then put the plate containing shredded radish and pork head meat on his legs, carried the wine pot containing the rice wine in his right hand, took a sip of rice wine, and took a sip of pig head meat or shredded radish, and lived a very comfortable life.

But despite the comfortable life, Zhu Bingzhong had no smile on his face, and of course he did not look tired and sad. He only had a calm like stagnant water on his face. This calmness was the kind of calmness that only appeared after disappointment reached the despair.

Opposite Zhu Bingzhong, there was a simple-dressed woman. The woman was tall. Even if she sat on a small stool, it could be seen that this woman was about the same height as Zhu Bingzhong. The woman's face was covered with a half-layer veil, covering all the faces below her eyes. Her eyes exposed outside were extremely delicate and elegant, with a white forehead, but a little wide.

This woman has an extraordinary identity, but most of the meritorious and nobles in Chang'an City are only known, but they are not able to see her because she has lived in the backyard of Deng Nanfeng, the former Deng Xiang, and now the current Deng Grand Secretary Deng's mansion.

The woman's name is slightly vulgar and called "Yu Yuan". She was the "imperial master" of a dynasty in the previous dynasty. After that unknown dynasty was breached by Daqian's iron hooves and spears, the imperial capital was burned by a fire. The famous imperial master was used by Deng Nanfeng to use a lot of means and efforts. Through the post station relay, the woman named Yu Yuan was directly captured to the Deng family's mansion in Chang'an City.

In recent years, Yu Yuan has become famous in Chang'an City. It is no exaggeration to say that she is famous. Many of the decisions of the Deng family, especially Deng Xinqi's practices and behaviors, have been influenced by Yu Yuan. After the test of time, others have also seen that her decisions can indeed be taken into account the four words "calculated" in the four ways.

Zhu Bingzhong didn't even raise his face at Yu Yuan opposite him, but he sometimes lowered his head to drink and sometimes looked up at the sky. At this time, he no longer needed chopsticks. He directly pinched pork head or shredded radish with his right hand and threw it into his mouth. While chewing slowly, he could dilute some of the smell of wine.

In the past twenty years, although Zhu Bingzhong was not as smooth as the best playboy in Chang'an City, his life and career were definitely not worthy. With Duke Zhu backing and the finale of the entire Zhu family, Zhu Bingzhong's life was naturally up to the top. All forces naturally spared no effort to win over the second generation of the Zhu family's "future leader". No matter how big the price was, it would be worth it as long as he could leave a good impression in the heart of the almost certain Zhu family's "future leader" of the Zhu family since he was a child, he made a request to himself. Whether it was the attitude of the ancestors of the family to him or the handling of ordinary things at home, these were all secretly telling him that Zhu Bingzhong would definitely be the future leader of the Zhu family, Chang'an City and even Daqian.

But now, Zhu Bingzhong suddenly realized that all his previous fantasies were a dream!

Since Zhu Bo'an secretly returned to the capital, Zhu Bingzhong felt something wrong in his heart, but he didn't take it in his heart. After all, the physical fitness of the ancestors in the family is getting worse day by day. Zhu Bo'an, his uncle, as the eldest son of Duke Zhu, should naturally come back now. Therefore, although Zhu Bingzhong had something wrong in his heart, he did not take it in his heart. It was not until the day when Duke Zhu left that he finally announced that Zhu's seat would be seated by Zhu Bo'an. Zhu Bingzhong fell from heaven to hell in an instant.

It was at this moment that Zhu Bingzhong realized that over the years, he had been completely trained by Duke Zhu, the ancestor, as a shield that openly diverted his gun and attention. The real secret weapon was actually the commander of the Beiyuan Army, Zhu Bo'an.

Now Zhu Bo'an has officially settled in the Zhu family base camp, became the head of the Zhu family, and began to command the entire Zhu family. However, Zhu Bingzhong was instantly beaten to the corner. From then on, no one has ever cared about the future head of the Zhu family, who had been glorious before, and was thrown into the corner like a discarded and worn doll. Although the world loved him very much, after being abandoned, he was directly forgotten by the world.

Yu Yuan sighed softly. He knew that although Zhu Bingzhong was not happy or worried on the surface, he was already in a state of silence. If he didn't speak, he would definitely spend it with him. After all, he had a lot of time to spend now, but he couldn't.

Yu Yuan leaned forward slightly and laughed softly, "Smelling the smell of wine, it seems that Mr. Zhu is drinking rice wine? Moreover, the wine is extremely rich, but it is not spicy and pungent. It seems that it has been a vintage wine, at least twenty years, right? I remember Mr. Zhu liked his daughter Hong the most in the past, and the most unhealthy Huadiao was also a vintage wine. Why do you start drinking rice wine now?"

Zhu Bingzhong shook his neck gently, picked up the wine pot and poured a large mouthful of it into his mouth. After swallowing the yellow wine, he picked up two shreds of radish and threw them into his mouth. While chewing slowly, he said quietly: "What you said is nonsense. Zhu Bingzhong is different now than before. Can the wine he drinks be the same as before? Some people don't say some of them themselves, but we have to have the eyesight to see them. This folk people, except Xiliang, are they
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