In another time and space, Mr. Zhao saw the records of this only daughter of Mr. Zhang in Shen Defu's "Wanli Yehuo Bian":

‘Kan’s name is Yuan Ding, and he is kind to me. His inner son is Jiangling’s beloved daughter and is as beautiful as a god.

He is not willing to laugh, and only sits silently every day, or recites sutras and mantras secretly. Asking about what the name of this sutra is, it is wrong.

After returning to Liu for a few years, he sat cross-legged for one day and transformed. He was like a shed. He never talked about the matter of quilt and quilt, and died with virginity.'

With Chen's broad knowledge, mean writing, and despised Zhang Xianggong, he can actually give Xiao Zhuzi such a high evaluation. It is obvious that her beauty has reached a height that transcends prejudice and hostility.

Anyway, after Zhao Hao read that passage, he remembered this beautiful woman, which was unforgettable to Yongxi. Just like Mr. Chen’s Xiao Guanyin, Mr. Wang’s Xu Miaojin, and the third lady of the black dog… he could actually cross time and space to meet Yan Ruyu in the book, and to "stop the car and sit in the maple forest night" with the beauty. What a happy thing?

Therefore, Mr. Zhao thinks that he is Liu Mengmei in "Peony Pavilion". Xiao Zhuzi's "Du Liniang" is because he has made a lifelong decision with him in his dream, so he has "lost love and deeper". Although he married Mr. Liu on the order of his parents, he refused to laugh, and he was not allowed to touch him. He had a blue lamp and an ancient Buddha all day long, and he died of depression in a few years...

Well, it must be like this, and no refutation is accepted.

~~

The bell ringing in the main hall sounded, awakening Gu's dream.

Many years later, Zhang Jingxiu, who was accompanying him, still didn't know what his mother thought of that day.

He only saw that when his mother came to her senses, tears were already on her eyes, and there was a mixed expression of licking and helplessness on her face, and even a little sad expression.

"Do you really love Xiaojing?" Gu asked with a slightly hoarse voice.

"Love." Mr. Zhao nodded without hesitation. There was no other answer at this time.

"Okay, as long as you give up on the county lord, I will promise to betroth Xiaojing to you." Gu Shi Youyou said.

"Uh..." Mr. Zhao almost didn't get angry, okay, it's been a waste of time. If I only marry one, I still have to go through five levels and kill six generals here, and I'm just like a grandson? Isn't it good to have a matchmaker come to propose marriage and be a decent son-in-law?

"I'm asking you." Gu repeated again.

Zhao Hao just shook his head and said nothing.

"Since you compare yourself with Liu Sheng, Liu Mengmei did not let Du Liniang suffer any grievance!" Gu snorted. Even the literary youth was also a natural enemy of men - mother-in-law. "If you really have responsibility, you should be a generation and a pair of people in your life, don't step on two boats!"

"This is Mingyue." Zhao Hao first raised his left hand and then his right hand. "This is Xiaojing. Which one does Aunt think I will cut off?"

"Mom, it seems that it's more important for my sister." Zhang Jingxiu touched the printing box in his sleeve and couldn't help but whisper: "It's almost done."

"Shut up!" Gu glared at his son who was turning his elbow out. "Is there anyone who is like you?"

"Oh..." Zhang Jingxiu asked for something boring, gave Zhao Hao a helpless look and stopped talking.

"I think you are just flirtatious and not Liu Sheng at all!" Gu raised his willow eyebrows and said coldly with pink face.

For a moment, the hall fell into dead silence again.

When Mr. Zhao saw that there was nothing he could do, he didn't care whether he was embarrassed or not, so he could only use the killing move taught by Xiao Jing. He lowered his head, wiped his eyes with his sleeves, and when he raised his head, the Zhang family's mother and son saw that his eyes were red and burst into tears.

"Why are you crying?" Gu has a bad habit of being shallow in his eyes. She is the most shameful person in his life. Even when people cry in the play, she will cry with her. Not to mention a seven-foot man who is so sad that he cries into tears.

"Woooo, I just want to cry..." Mr. Zhao couldn't stop crying, and tears fell down. "As long as I think of which one to give up, I feel heartbroken, and I feel even more sad than killing me..."

As he said that, he quickly took out a veil and covered his face hard, as if he didn't want people to see him crying heartbrokenly. But he was secretly screaming in his heart. Sister Ma touched Vasami on my sleeve, and it was still a sensation. It was so spicy!

"Oh, I'm also a person with the most affectionate nature." Seeing that he was crying so hard that he was twisted, Gu couldn't help crying. While wiping the tears with a ropa, he said in a muffled voice: "Jing Xiu, help you... brother-in-law up..."

"..." Mr. Zhao's trembling shoulders paused for a moment before continuing to shake.

Zhang Jingxiu quickly stepped forward, helped Zhao Hao up hard, and said with a smile: "Sir, stop crying, have you heard my mother agree to you?"

"Ah, really?" Zhao Hao then raised his head and looked at Gu with his swollen eyes.

Then he heard Gu sigh and said helplessly: "Forget it, it's all injustice. If I don't be the evil people in the book, I will let you evil people..."

"Thank you, mother." Mr. Zhao immediately climbed up and changed his words on the spot: "The child will definitely take good care of Xiaojing in the future and will not let her suffer any more grievances!"

"Uh..." Gu hadn't seen such shameless people before, and said for a while: "Don't rush to change your words. I just said that I won't stop you, but this kind of thing must be my master."

"Call me first." Mr. Zhao did not blush at all and said with a look of admiration: "The child has lost his mother since he was a child. If he can scream more, he thinks it is a profit."

Zhang Jingxiu was secretly shocked when he heard this. Don’t you have a godmother? Why are you still so short of a mother? Is it great to be a son?

Little did he know that the most unbearable female literary youth like his mother is the innocent little puppy... As long as you are handsome enough and innocent enough, she can follow her facial features. If she burst into tears again, she can immediately start the forgiveness mode of "he is still a child"... It's like a murderer who can wash it off, otherwise Xiao Zhuzi wouldn't have used this trick to Zhao Hao.

Sure enough, Gu not only didn't feel why, but instead shed tears.

"Oh, poor child..." Gu wiped his tears and said, "If you want to call me, just call me."

"Mom." Zhao Hao called out affectionately.

"Oh." Gu also responded kindly.

Zhang Jingxiu, who was beside him, almost vomited out all the overnight dinner, thinking that Mr. Zhao is so embarrassed?

Perhaps, this is why Mr. Zhao can marry five wives, but he only has five girls to accompany him.

"Mom, can I meet Xiaojing?" After the mother and son adapted to the new relationship, Mr. Zhao asked pitifully.

"Sorry, my child, I can't. The master gave an explanation before leaving. He can't let Xiaojing come out before he comes back." Gu said apologetically.

"That's how..." Mr. Zhao sighed, thinking that the second level has passed, and there is still the last level. Then he said, "Then wait a little longer."

"I'm idle, I'm idle. Take the picture of "Dry Wood and Strange Stone" and let's appreciate it..." Gu finally couldn't help but say, "The second one of Su Mi's works in the Ming Dynasty, can't even find the second one?"

As expected, literary youths can't resist the great charm of literary works at any time...

~~

Gu's level is indeed very good, with a high artistic vision and appreciation taste. Fortunately, Mr. Zhao and Sister Xu Weima have been together for a long time and have greatly improved their level, and these paintings have been collected by him. Of course, the most important thing is that he can praise him, and his little mouth is like smearing honey, which has already made Gu's foolishness, thinking that he is his own son.

On the contrary, Zhang Jingxiu couldn't even get into a mouth, and became a tool for picking up paintings, hanging them, and collecting them...

However, when he thought of so many famous paintings worth a thousand gold, he was all from his family, so he was dissatisfied with it. This future little master felt that it was so happy to have such a rich and capable brother-in-law...

When Zhang Juzheng came back, the three of them had already appreciated several famous paintings of the Song and Yuan dynasties and began to appreciate the works of the four Wumen schools.

Hearing the maid's report, Gu was still unsatisfied with the painting "Spring Dawn of the Han Palace" and reluctantly withdrew her gaze. But she immediately thought that these were all hers, but she could read them every day and every day, and her mood suddenly improved.

"Son, don't worry, stay here, I will talk for you." She comforted Zhao Hao and stood up.

"Well, if you have a mother, the child will feel much more at ease." Mr. Zhao nodded happily. After he entered the door, he seemed to have said this sentence three times.

Gu asked Jingxiu to accompany Zhao Hao, and she turned to the back to see Zhang Juzheng.

In the inner room, Bugu changed his clothes under the maid's service... It was a traditional change, not an extended meaning of "true changing clothes".

The maid first untied the strap of his official robe, carefully removed the crane robe on his body, hung it on the hanger, and replaced him with a straight-fitting Yuanqingwu satin velvet that he was at home.

Then he brought a steaming pine water basin, knelt on the ground to remove his shoes and socks, and put Zhang Juzheng's feet into the basin in turn. Beijing was already very cold. Although the cabinet was as warm as spring, he still freezes him in the sedan chair on the way back and forth. Zhang Juzheng was drinking hot tea and soaking his feet, and then he felt that his body gradually became warmer.

He was holding the teacup and closing his eyes to rest, when Gu walked in and called out to Master.

Zhang Juzheng then opened his eyes, put down the teacup and asked, "Listen to You Qi, that kid has come long ago."

"It's just as I push my bowl off." Gu said softly.

"Did you see him?" Zhang Juzheng asked again.

"Jing Xiu brought him to see me." Gu nodded slightly.

"I just knew that his brothers were not responsible for the trouble, and they would have to be taken down by that kid in just one move or two moves." Zhang Juzheng snorted softly. He had always been proud of his son's intelligence and sensibility. But Jing Xiu and Zhao Hao were the same age, and the difference was really big.

"What do you say?" He glanced at Gu Shi, who couldn't hide his joy on his face and said, "You won't be taken down too, right?"

"The master said this." Gu said awkwardly: "I just chatted with him, thinking that this child values ​​affection, righteousness and etiquette. Besides, Xiaojing doesn't know that kindness? If you recognize Li'er, you can't even pull back. We insist on breaking them up. I'm afraid she will be unable to think about it."
Chapter completed!