First Prince of Ming Dynasty

After talking for a while, Mrs. Zhang stood up and said, "This servant will go down and prepare meals for His Highness."

Zhu Biao smiled and nodded: "It's been a long time since I've eaten sister Yu'er's handicraft."

Zhang Wei scratched his head in doubt. He had sent a letter back a long time ago. Why didn't he prepare it for His Highness earlier? Liu Jin was relieved. If the meal had already been prepared, Liu Jin would not dare to let His Highness eat it.

So Liu Jin also retreated silently. He had to watch the cooking of the food, and then taste it himself before sending it to His Highness. Zhu Biao also noticed it, but he didn't say anything.

His life is no longer his own. Even if he believes in Yu'er, he can't be negligent and show off his temper for a while. What happens in the end will harm everyone.

After chatting for a while, Zhu Biao knew the details of Zhang Wei. He was a simple man with mediocre aptitude, neither literary nor military, and could only do simple things.

But it doesn't matter, wait and see, if you are loyal enough, Zhu Biao will also bestow wealth and honor in the next life. Turning to look at Zhang Wei's eldest son, he asked a few words and found that this child is still smart. Yu'er has more.

After a while, the food was served, and they were all home-cooked dishes. Zhu Biao was already starving, and he was not polite here. Mrs. Zhang sat aside and watched Zhu Biao eat with a smile.

This made the Zhang family's father and son teeth sour. This woman has never been so kind to us, but how did they know that Yu'er never thought of getting married back then, and she was all about serving Ma's wife. After persuading her for a long time, she was reluctant to leave the young master and marry someone.

After she got married, Mrs. Zhang heard that the young master had been depressed for several days because of her leaving, and she dared not go to see him, for fear that the young master would be more reluctant to part with her. Later, she was transferred with her husband, and she did not contact the palace.

She has served the young lady since she was a child, so she naturally knows the principles of the young lady. If the young lady thinks about the relationship with her, she will definitely take extra care of her, but the young lady doesn't even take care of her own family. The husband must not disclose it to others.

I have been paying attention to the news of the empress and His Highness, and knowing that they are doing well, Mrs. Zhang is relieved. In the blink of an eye, nearly ten years have passed, and I heard that His Highness passed by Pingyang on a business trip from Beijing, so I couldn't help thinking about asking my husband to invite her. Your Highness, let's see if we can come and see you.

After eating half full, Zhu Biao felt much more comfortable. He took a sip of tea and said to Mrs. Zhang, "The queen mother often misses you too."

Zhang's eyes turned red again when she heard this: "This slave also always misses Miss, it's just..."

Zhu Biao reassured: "Of course the queen mother knows who you are, but the queen mother is quite boring in the palace, you should write to chat if you have time."

Mrs. Zhang nodded repeatedly to wipe away her tears, Zhu Biao turned her head and began to chew slowly, and then chatted with Zhang Wei about the Pingyang Mansion, Zhang Wei naturally knew everything, and when the meal was finished, Liu Jin helped clear the table.

Zhang Wei is only a sixth-rank military officer, and his family's salary is only enough to eat. The fact that he can afford servants is due to Zhang's opening a shop in the city in the early years, but this is only to maintain his dignity.

Zhu Biao sat in the lobby, Zhang Wei's family formally saluted Zhu Biao, and Zhu Biao rewarded her eldest son with the Four Treasures of the Imperial Study, and her daughter a set of jewelry suitable for her age. Zhu Biao was also confused, this was prepared by Liu Jin.

Although he was very happy to give a suitable reward, Zhu Biao still didn't understand why Liu Jin brought these things when he went out, and he was curious about what else he brought?

Zhang Wei and his wife were naturally very happy. If Zhu Biao rewarded ordinary property, they would kowtow to thank him, but this kind of gift, which seemed to be specially prepared, was even more touching.

At this time, the sky outside was also getting dark. Mrs. Zhang arranged for Zhu Biao to go back to the room to rest. The inside and outside of the room were replaced with new ones. This was the preparation that started when I heard Zhu Biao set off from the capital last month. .

Although at that time it was uncertain whether His Highness would pass by Pingyang Mansion, let alone whether His Highness would like to come to rest at home, Mrs. Zhang was still prepared. Be human.

Zhu Biao was also very satisfied when he got inside the house. It could be seen that the decoration was done with care and it was very clean. After living outside for so long, he could finally rest comfortably.

Mrs. Zhang made the bed for him with her own hands, and then walked forward and said, "You have a good rest, this servant will make you the mushroom porridge that you loved most when you were young tomorrow morning."

Zhu Biao nodded, and Mrs. Zhang bowed and left. Liu Jin waited for him to take a hot bath, and Zhu Biao couldn't wait to lie down on the bed and fell asleep. He was really tired.

Seeing that Zhu Biao was fast asleep, Liu Jin backed out gently. Fu Zhong led more than 20 pro-military troops standing outside. After seeing Liu Jin coming out, Fu Zhong reported in a low voice: "The manpower has been arranged, enough to deal with any accidents. "

After hearing this, Liu Jin nodded and said: "The person on duty at night must be cautious, and must not be negligent!"

The rest clasped their fists and scattered everywhere, while Fu Zhong sat down at the door and said, "Eunuch Liu, go and rest, we will stay here."

Liu Jin smiled and patted the strong shoulders in front of him, turned around and went to sleep in the side room. Everyone has their own duties and missions, and Liu Jin's usefulness is not to stay at night.

In another courtyard, Zhang Wei was sitting on the side washing his feet, while Mrs. Zhang was walking around in the room, muttering that it was not done well, it should be so and so.

Zhang Wei grinned and said in relief: "Your Highness is not such a fussy person, so don't think too much about it."

Mrs. Zhang stopped walking and glanced at him and said, "Your Highness is lenient, but that's not the reason why we didn't do well!"

Zhang Wei scratched his head and didn't know what to say, Zhang took a few more steps and said: "Remember, don't let His Highness support you, your ability is so great, it will be a disaster rather than a blessing, remember? "

Zhang Wei grinned, of course he wanted to climb up, but he listened to his wife more, which was also his father's order before he died, so he nodded.

Mrs. Zhang also calmed down and walked to her husband. She picked up the foot cloth and was about to wipe her husband's feet. Zhang Wei hurriedly avoided: "Let's do it by ourselves."

Mrs. Zhang may have cried a lot today, but at this time her eyes were red again: "Have you ever blamed me? Even though you have a relationship with your empress, you still let you be a rank-6 official all these years."

Zhang Wei said seriously after hearing the words: "That's because we are incompetent. If I had the ability, I would have been promoted long ago. There is no reason to blame my wife. What's more, father didn't arrange a job for us before he died, but he married you for us." Good daughter-in-law, I also told you to listen to you in everything, so that you will have good fortune."

Mrs. Zhang wiped away her tears when she heard the words and explained: "The capital was chaotic in the early years, if you and I stayed in the capital, we would inevitably get into trouble. After all, I am just a slave, how can the Holy One give me some face?"

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Headache (╥﹏╥) I just finished writing today

But I have to go to the hospital with me tomorrow, in order not to delay tomorrow’s update, then I will sacrifice my time at night to continue writing, prepare a chapter for tomorrow, and cry (T ^ T)

Is my hair going to fall out? Does hair transplant work? Is it too early to buy a headgear (╯﹏╰)