What kind of bad thoughts can my husband have?

Chapter 95 Whose Arrangement (Part [-])
In the early morning, Lin Zhao was eating morning food on the first floor, took a bite of a crispy pancake, and heard the cold dew spreading in the courtyard, he raised his voice, "Young madam! The third young master is here!"

Lin Zhao raised his head and saw Lin Ye standing on the stone bridge, setting up an awning to block the sun, waving a folding fan, walking over unhurriedly, and said with a faint smile, "I've heard that your Tinglan waterside pavilion is very elegant. , Seeing him today really deserves his reputation, this Xue Dao really paid his blood."

Lin Zhao broke half of the pancake in his hand and handed it over, the man took it casually, and heard her ask: "Have you gone to Dongjuntai to greet your mother-in-law?"

Lin Ye nodded: "Of course, your third brother is the most disciplined of me."

"Let Han Lu take you to Fangcaoyuan later."

Lin Zhao came with a bowl of porridge and said, "I've already ordered, and the juggling troupe has already prepared it."

Lin Ye looked at the words Mingwei written on the bottom of the bowls and plates, and he knew what was going on in his heart. He wondered that Xue Dao was so sullen, coughed, waved his hands and said, "I didn't come here today to watch monkeys."

"Why?"

Lin Zhao picked up the side dish and chewed it unhurriedly: "Could it be for the spring exam of Huangmen College? This should be something that the second brother cares about. You can just play around every day."

"you……"

Lin Ye knew that his sister was teasing him, so he simply said: "You have heard about the imperial election next year, right? The saint has been on the throne for two years, and this is the first imperial election. The Ministry of Rites released the news half a year in advance and ordered everyone The government has suspended the matter of marriage and asked all women of the right age to wait for election."

"know."

"Lin Changyi is going too."

Lin Zhao frowned and looked up.

The daughter of the official family wants to be a concubine, but Lin Changyi is a concubine... Lin Zhao understood, put down his chopsticks, and his attitude became cold. under the name."

"That's the thing."

Lin Ye threw the pancakes aside in displeasure: "I'm here today to tell you this. Yesterday at the dinner table, my father raised his mouth, and saw that my mother didn't answer and passed away. But I see, this thing will happen sooner or later. The primary election is coming in winter, and if Lin Changyi is to be selected, the adoption will be in these two months."

"I'm already married to Xue Dao, but my father still wants the eldest sister to enter the palace?"

Lin Zhao sneered, and what he said was not polite: "It's really hard to fill up."

"But my father just couldn't understand the truth, and kept saying that if you marry Xue Dao and then send Lin Changyi to the palace, both daughters will be held in the hands of the saint, making the Lin family's position more secure. Lin Ye laughed angrily as he spoke, "How can there be such... whimsical people in this world."

"The marriage between old and new courtiers was forced by the Empress Dowager and the current situation. What does imperial election have to do with showing loyalty?"

Lin Zhaodao.

"However, I think father has made up his mind, and no one can stop him." Lin Ye thought for a while, "Mingwei, why don't you go back to the house in a few days and see what father means."

Lin Zhao nodded.

Lin Ye picked up the pancakes just now and ate them, and Han Lu took them to watch people playing monkeys. Mang Zhong came in and reported that Cheng Yanshan had picked them up and was waiting at Sishiting. Lin Zhao responded, washed his hands and left.

Sishiting Courtyard is not small, but Zhao Xuejiu is sick, class is suspended, and it is deserted inside. In the classroom, Cheng Yanshan is standing in front, looking at the calligraphy and painting hanging on the wall, fascinated by it.

"Mr. Cheng."

Lin Zhao said lightly.

Cheng Yanshan turned his head when he heard the words, bowed and said: "Young Madam."

"Your residence has been arranged, and Ping Lian will take you there later." Lin Zhao said, "Our North Mansion and West Mansion are one family, so the concubine boys from Second Uncle's Mansion will also come here to attend classes. There are twenty or thirty people, about fourteen or fifteen years old, and it is the time when it is difficult to train, and Mr. Lao will worry about it in the future."

Cheng Yanshan hurriedly said: "What is the madam talking about? What kind of family is the Xue family, and the children must also be talented, sensible and considerate people. I'm afraid I can't bother. Since the young lady thinks highly of it, I will definitely not Bearing the entrustment of the young lady, burn the ointment and inherit the sundial, and pass on all the knowledge I have learned in my life."

"I am relieved to have Mr.'s words." Lin Zhao smiled, "It was my idea to ask you to come. If you teach well and my mother-in-law is satisfied, I can relax a little bit, and I will thank Mr. .”

When Cheng Yanshan heard this, he immediately shook his head: "Teaching and educating people has always been done without asking for anything in return. I understand what Young Madam means."

Lin Zhao looked at him. This Cheng Yanshan usually lives under the fence and has no spare money, but he is very particular about his clothes and dresses. He keeps saying that he is not contaminated by the world, but he cares about the eyes of the world. With a half-smile, he said: "I didn't expect Mr. Cheng to be so virtuous. It was me who took the liberty to sully your dedication with gold and silver, so just pretend that I didn’t say anything.”

Cheng Yanshan's smile froze. He thought Lin Zhao would be polite, but whoever wanted to refuse her for a while would really not give it up. Instead, he was at a disadvantage, but he had said everything, so he had to laugh along with him.

"There are still some things in the house, sir, please go ahead, Ping Lian will come over later."

Lin Zhao said again: "If there is anything necessary or inconvenient, just ask Ping Lian to come back to me. Mr. is such a self-righteous person, and I feel sorry for delaying your own benefits, so just open your mouth."

After all, he called Mang Zhong to leave.

After Lin Zhao left, Cheng Yanshan simply sat down. There was no one around, he wiped his face, his expression was not at all high-profile, he smacked his mouth and rubbed his hands.

Suddenly there was the sound of footsteps outside, Cheng Yanshan thought it was Lin Zhao who came back, he stood up abruptly, but when he saw the person at the door, he blinked for a moment, subconsciously said: "Chun'er?"

Fu Jichun clutched the veil and looked at him with tears in his eyes.

Without saying a word, Cheng Yanshan walked over to hug her in three or two steps, but was pushed away by Fu Jichun, but he pulled the person again and hugged her tightly, his hands were like a poisonous snake that had been whipped, in a hurry He kept patting her on the back, as if he didn't know how to hug her to relieve the pain of lovesickness.

Fu Jichun was scared out of his wits, and pushed him fiercely, fearing that there would be too much noise, so he whispered: "This is Xue's residence, if the young lady sees it, we will all die."

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Chun'er."

Cheng Yanshan took a deep breath, and said happily: "Lin Zhao is gone, now there are only two of us in Sishiting." Touching Fu Jichun's cheek, as if looking at some rare treasure, "Xu Ruoling told me When this happened, I thought it was a dream, I thought I would never see you again in this life, I never thought that God gave me this opportunity, Chun'er, I will never let go of your hand again."

Fu Jichun looked at the burning eyes of his lover, and couldn't hold back the longing in his heart. He threw himself into his arms, choked up and said, "Yanshan, I only think of you as dead in my heart, who would want to..."

"This is God's arrangement."

Cheng Yanshan closed his eyes, felt the warmth of the person in his arms, and said firmly, "It's God's arrangement, God's arrangement..."

(End of this chapter)