Mrs. Jiang looked at her husband, "What do you think? It's okay with the older princes. If you think about the younger princes and the grandchildren, especially the royal daughter, I feel pity for them."
Mr. Zhang Ge helplessly glanced at his wife, "That queen is lucky to have friends like my wife." Such dedication makes people really don't know what to say.
Mrs. Jiang curled her lips, "If it wasn't for my children, I really wouldn't have done it. After all, the royal family of the Ming Dynasty has a deep hatred for me! In my Jiang family, except for me, a lonely ghost, I am still alive, and everyone else is dead.
The people in our family deserve to die? The people in his royal family must die? So what if they are told to die? If it weren't for you, I would have wanted to cut them into pieces. You are the son-in-law of my Jiang family.
Do you still care about this feud?"
Why don't you care if you mess around again? If you really don't care, why did you get involved with King Zhao in the first place?
On one side is the hatred of the Yue family, on the other side is the clear name of the Zhang family.
How can you choose?
Mrs. Jiang snorted: "Now, you have two choices. Either you can cooperate with me, my little friend, and let the world shed as little blood as possible, so that the people below can live a human life as soon as possible. Or, I will do it today.
I'm going to take revenge by stabbing all those bullshit descendants of the royal family in the evening. You know, I have this ability. Now, where are the defenses of those princes and palaces? I don't even need to use the old members of the Jiang family. I can kill them all by myself.
Three in and three out, do you believe it or not? You want to be a loyal minister, but when I kill someone, can you put it aside? Don't forget, even if I am dead, I am also the Zhang Jiang family. Does the Zhang family still want to clear their name? Mendu
No! If you can, divorce me!" He said, putting away the bowl and chopsticks fiercely, "I won't let you eat! You are so indecisive and a bitch. I only think about your invisible and intangible reputation, and don't think about me.
Tell your son, why did I marry you in the first place?"
Mr. Zhang Ge's face turned blue and white, "What's wrong with me? Why do you regret marrying me? Tell me clearly!"
Mrs. Jiang rolled her eyes. Is this the point? She carried the food box and said, "When you make up your mind, we can talk about where you are so girly. Tonight, you think about it slowly in the study, Mrs.
No more serving you!"
Mr. Zhang Ge looked at the door that was slammed shut with a clang, and took a long time to gather his strength.
As a result, the door was pushed open again, and the entourage came in, carrying a wooden plate in his hand, which contained a plate of steamed buns, a plate of beef with soy sauce, and a bowl of sour bamboo shoot soup. "My wife asked the old slave to bring it in. She said she was afraid.
I don’t have enough to eat and I can’t think clearly.”
Zhang Ge's anger that was held in his chest disappeared again. The steamed buns were made with soy sauce meat, and the sour bamboo shoot soup was not greasy at all.
He ate the meal slowly, then got up and went to the inner courtyard.
Seeing that he was back, Mrs. Jiang turned her back and said, "Didn't I tell you to rest in front? I'm in a bad mood today and don't want to see you."
Zhang Gelao sat next to her: "You! It's been half my life, and I can't do anything with you. If it hadn't been such a mess in the past two years, all the wives have been married, and maybe even the grandchildren have been born. Why are you still like this?
Your temper hasn’t changed at all?”
"You dislike me?" Mrs. Jiang turned around and glared.
"Look! It's here again." Mr. Zhang Ge took his old wife's hand, which was not soft and soft, and whispered: "You should reply to your little friend now, and I will send someone to deliver it."
"What to write?" asked Mrs. Jiang. "Do you want an official position?"
Zhang Ge choked, how could he be so worthless? He said helplessly: "That's not the case! I want them to tell Yin Sanlang and inform him of our intentions, and only say that they are willing to cooperate. In addition, this person is unwilling to submit.
The ministers and their families..."
Mrs. Jiang rolled her eyes and interrupted him: "I just said you were confused. I think you are really old and confused! We can even tolerate the descendants of the royal family, why can't we tolerate a few pedantic scholars? That Scutellaria baicalensis
The old man in Liaodong was eating other people's food, drinking other people's food, and using other people's money to pay his salary. Now, isn't he still under the banner of the Ming Dynasty? Everyone can accommodate such people, and they even provide food, grass, and weapons.
Keep it up. Do you still have doubts about this kind of mind? If you rashly put forward conditions, where will you put others? Will you be vassal to others in the future? We are not doing a one-time deal, and we will not interact with each other after this time.
Alright. Just take it easy."
She wasn't confused when she needed to understand, but to herself, there weren't many times when she was really reasonable.
"Okay!" Mr. Zhang Ge said with a complex expression: "Just write the letter." If I write the letter now, I hope I can catch up with the third master's actions.
Mrs. Jiang then smiled and said, "There is no need to write the letter. I said in the letter that I believe in your character, Mr. Zhang Ge, and you will definitely make the decision that is best for the people of the world."
Zhang Gelao stood up after a while: "When was this letter sent?"
"Today!" Mrs. Jiang said in confusion, "But the letter also said that you know how to contact them."
Mr. Zhang Ge immediately called someone: "Go find the person who sent the message! Go quickly! Then invite him in quietly."
The attendant responded outside and hurried out.
Mrs. Jiang hurriedly asked: "What's wrong? Is the letter delivered improperly?"
Mr. Zhang Ge felt a little more respectful in his heart: "This letter...that's all! You will know later." He said, taking a big-haired cloak and putting it on Mrs. Jiang, "Follow me to the front.
You know it now."
When the two of them reached the study room in front, the attendant whispered: "Master, madam, we have been invited in."
Mrs. Jiang was still puzzled, "Who invited you here?"
Mr. Zhang Ge smiled and walked in.
Who is sitting inside if it's not Sanlang and He Mao?
It was the first time for both parties to meet, and they couldn't help but look at each other.
Zhang Ge said in his heart, that fourth master was really bold, actually entrusting such an important matter to two such young people to handle? Should he be said to be young and frivolous? Or ignorant and fearless?
Sanlang exchanged glances with He Mao, and first said, "Mr. Zhang Ge, I have admired you for a long time." Then he looked at Madam Jiang, "I often hear the Queen mention Madam, and the Queen misses Madam very much. She said you are the one who is
Her only close friend is an extraordinary one. But she didn’t know that her best friend is so graceful and elegant. I really regret that I was born so many years late..."
Mrs. Jiang raised her eyebrows: "Why is this?"
"To put it bluntly, if this junior had been born twenty years earlier, there would have been nothing wrong with Mr. Zhangge." Saburo couldn't help but say with a bit of regret.
This was actually a bit frivolous and disrespectful. But Sanlang knew Mrs. Jiang's temperament from Lin Yutong's words, and in addition, he really felt that Mrs. Jiang was a rare beauty with outstanding temperament.
Mrs. Jiang laughed: "You young man... your mouth is too slippery. It was twenty years ago, but I still think my old man is better."
Sanlang quickly raised his hands to Mr. Zhang Ge again and said with a smile: "You must forgive me for being incompetent. I just think it's to make Madam laugh."
Mr. Zhang Ge knew it well. This person really has some abilities that others don't have. For example, his face is really thick. He can really make people look down on him. He first puts himself in the position of a junior.
Thanks to him, a dignified prince, he was so embarrassed.
He returned the gift with a cupped hand: "Your Majesty, you're welcome." I really didn't expect that this prince who disappeared in the brothel would show up at his home to deliver a letter to his wife. It can be seen that this letter was probably sent when the other party left the capital.
, the queen entrusted it to the prince. It can be seen that the Qing court had already planned for Jiangnan. "Sit down. Sit down and talk." He took the lead in sitting on the main seat and glanced at Mrs. Jiang.
Only then did Mrs. Jiang finally realize who the person who sent the message was.
She smiled and exited, "You guys sit down and I'll get you some tea."
I went to guard the outside and asked the three of them to talk safely inside.
Sanlang and He Mao quickly stood up and saluted: "Thank you, Madam." They were very humble and polite.
Mr. Zhang Ge and Mrs. Jiang were in agreement. They knew that this was for Lin Yutong's sake. It seemed that Lin Yutong's statement that he was interested in Mrs. Jiang was true.
After Mrs. Jiang retreated, Mr. Zhang Ge looked at He Mao and asked, "Who is this young general?" Being able to accompany Yin Sanlang and dare to sit side by side shows that his status is not low. And at such a young age, he
I have some guesses in my mind.
"Young man He Mao, I have met Shibo." He Mao bowed and saluted.
He Mao? He Kun's son. Now he is also the minister of military aircraft.
But aren’t all the courtiers of the Qing Dynasty shameless? This military aircraft and this cabinet are really better at climbing the ladder than the other. Mr. Zhang Ge and He Kun are not old friends. But the Jiang family and the He family are both generals.
, there should be friendship. If someone insists on building friendship like this and calls him uncle, he can only pinch his nose and admit it. Given his current status, this is also to give himself face.
But the person who gave me this face has a bit of a toothache.
He could only nod in return: "I'm very sorry about your father."
After saying a few polite words that were neither salty nor bland, I turned to the main topic. Mr. Zhang Ge asked first: "I have read the letter. How to cooperate? I will follow your instructions."
Sanlang smiled and said, "Why should Mr. Zhang Ge be humble? The emperor gave you many instructions before leaving. We will be at your disposal regarding matters in Jiangnan."
Zhang Ge was stunned and looked at Sanlang and He Mao in disbelief: "You two, this is no joke."
Sanlang smiled sarcastically: "The emperor said, if people like you can't entrust big things, who else can?"
There was bitterness in Zhang Ge's mouth, but his chest felt hot, as if at this moment, he realized that his blood was still hot...