Start with the humble bridegroom

Chapter 298
Zhao Wang's funeral is comparable to that of a prince.Regardless of the uproar among imperial censors, even the principals of various palaces also complained about this, such as Zhang Zhe who had just calmed down.

Fortunately, under the instigation of the Jingong people, Jiang Shangyang presided over the sacrifice of Piyi Garden for Zhang Zhe.

On August 21, Sanqi finally came to Piyi Garden, and even little Zhao Ping followed.

"How did you go these days? You didn't come until today."

"I don't know, the gate of the city is too tight. Although the capital is easy to enter, it is impossible to get out! I go to the gate of the city to try my luck almost every day, and I have never been allowed to leave the city." Hearing the question of the gentleman, Zhang Sanqi immediately yelled against Tianqu.

Zhang Zhe suddenly said: "So today the city gate can enter and exit?"

Little Zhao Ping immediately interrupted: "No, today the gate of the city is stricter than in the past. In the past there were only patrols and yamen servants, but today there are many more imperial guards guarding the gate."

Zhang Sanqi glared at the little Zhao Ping who interrupted: "What do you know? That is the emperor's father is going to leave Beijing, and all gates will be taken over by the imperial army three days in advance."

Xiao Zhaoping lowered his head and did not dare to argue with him, but it was obvious from his expression that he was not convinced.

"Your Majesty is going out of Beijing?" Zhang Zhe was really taken aback, "The bones of King Zhao are not yet cold, why is Your Majesty going out of Beijing in such a hurry?"

Zhang Sanqi looked at Xiao Zhaoping warningly, not allowing him to talk to him.

"King Zhao's coffin will also be sent to Guyuan Huangsi for storage. The emperor is going to Guyuan Mountain to recuperate. I'm afraid it's because his son is too sad because of his death."

Zhang Zhe looked at Zhang Sanqi suspiciously, when did this guy become a know-it-all?

"Hey!" Zhang Sanqi saw that Lang Jun was staring at him, so he didn't dare to keep showing off.

"The elder lady's senior sister has been coming home these days. Bailu told me this after listening to her conversation with the eldest lady. It is because of her name that we can go out of the city today."

Hearing Sanqi mention Meng Xiaowan's senior sister, Zhang Zhe thought of a strange woman whom she often talked about in his mind.

He Linggu.

In Meng Xiaowan's mouth, this He Linggu is the number one talented woman in Dazheng who is the most talented woman in Beijing not because of her color but because of her talent.

Her strangeness is not the kind of "wonderful flower" like Lin Funiang's, but that she is so proud that she has no friends or even relatives.According to her, none of the men in the world is a real hero, but they are all just a dog.

The princes of Shangwei and the princes of Qi were all notorious in the process of chasing this woman. In the end, this woman broke her family and vowed not to marry.As Mrs. Shentu's eldest disciple and the only disciple who entered the house, she was the first threshold for Mrs. Shentu to accept her disciples.

I don't know how many noble girls in Beijing wanted to pay homage to Mrs. Shentu's family, but they all returned crying in anger at He Linggu's few words.But Meng Xiaowan was an exception. Zhang Zhe heard from his wife that she was not willing to be a teacher back then, because she was afraid that the aura of Mrs. Shentu would affect her.She was forced by He Linggu's design, so she reluctantly became a registered disciple.

As for that Xiao Chan'er, the process of worshiping Mrs. Shentu's family was very cryptic, and from what Xiao Wan said, it seemed that Xiao Chan'er had been avoiding He Linggu.

The assassination of the emperor, the death of King Zhao, the prince's supervision of the country, and the emperor's recuperation, a series of news made Zhang Zhe deeply feel that today's capital city is a huge whirlpool.

Zhang Zhe couldn't help but sigh with emotion for a moment, this Piyi Garden is really a good place to say it.Otherwise, with his reputation, countless literati would come to him to criticize current affairs or inquire about his tendencies, which would cause a whole lot of trouble.But now, even if those people knew that he was in Nanshan, none of them could leave the city.

"I won't keep you. I will leave the letters and meals of the eldest lady. You will return to Beijing immediately with these things."

Zhang Zhe pointed to the two boxes beside him, one big and one small, one iron and one wood.

"Is this made of iron?" Zhang Sanqi picked up the two-foot-square aluminum alloy box with a curious expression on his face, and immediately whispered, "It's so light iron!"

He looked at the tin box carefully, and felt that there was clearly something in the box, but the box seemed to be a whole, and he couldn't find a place to open it.

Zhang Zhe took out another big wooden box, put the aluminum alloy box in Sanqi's hand inside and locked it.

"The two of you stopped at the Lotus Temple on the way. They are close to the capital and there is an eight-story pagoda." Zhang Zhe pointed to the large wooden box with the aluminum alloy box. Sesame oil money, deposit this box on the highest floor of the pagoda. It is said to be a relic of the deceased, and it must be placed in the place closest to the sky for blessing.”

He pointed at the half-foot-sized box again: "You hand over this box to the eldest lady, and ask her to open it in a place where no one is around. Remember, these two boxes must never get wet!"

Mr. Lang is always eccentric!

Although Zhang Sanqi was slandering in his heart, he was used to it.Isn't Mr. Lang a disciple of Empress Dowager, it's normal to be different from ordinary people.What he didn't know was that what was enclosed in the big box was a "small base station", while the small box was a "PHS".

Zhang Zhe was wandering in the mountains these days, and when he looked at the capital, he found that there was a lotus temple between Nanshan and the capital, and there was a tall pagoda in the temple.Immediately, he had an idea and gave up the idea of ​​using a walkie-talkie.He planned to borrow a monk's place to set up a small private base station. With the height of the pagoda, the signal could completely cover more than half of the capital.

The water-red Ru skirt embroidered in Suzhou is worn on a tall woman, even though she is famous for her arrogance, she is still amazed by this dress.

"Wan'er, are you willing to give this suit to me?" The woman looked at herself in the mirror, as if she couldn't believe it, "If it were me, even if I hurt you no matter how much I hurt you, I wouldn't mind giving this suit away." It will hurt more than half a year."

Meng Xiaowan had half a spicy stick in her mouth, and she ate it with relish.Hearing this, she looked at her figure sadly, and could only lower her head and say in dejection: "If it wasn't for my husband, how could these dresses be so cheap for you? Sister, don't speak ill of him again."

"Hehe," the woman gracefully turned around in front of the mirror, and exclaimed to herself, "I just want to bribe me with a set of clothes. When has I, He Linggu, been bribed?"

"When?" Meng Xiaowan smiled confidently, "Now! If you don't want it, I can keep it and give it away."

"It's beautiful?! You dare to give this dress away when it's on me?" He Linggu asked Bailu to straighten the folds of the corset behind her, and then put on a nice pose, "How is it?"

"If you are still dissatisfied with my husband, I will definitely not praise you, junior sister."

The woman raised her brows: "After marrying a great talent, you really changed. You have such a sweet little mouth, and you can even turn corners to praise others. It seems that I expected it. Your husband must be a talkative one. You see I'm so comfortable, but you don't learn how to marry someone. He is still a matchmaker's man. Originally, he was not as good as you wanted. It can be seen that this person's morals are the most harmful. A good Meng Xiaowan, just turned into Zhang Meng Shi!"

Meng Xiaowan didn't take it seriously: "I don't want to be like you. I came alone at the beginning, and I will go alone in the future! It is said to be comfortable, but in fact it is self-mutilation. It is nothing more than being disappointed in this world and punishing myself to hide. I feel it completely. If you don’t have fun with people, you can only find those green mountains and green waters to talk to yourself, and it will be a little abnormal in the end.”

He Linggu looked at Meng Xiaowan in surprise, "Wan'er, you say that about me?"

The beautiful big belly woman smiled at her: "This is what my husband said!"

Just looking at He Linggu's depressed expression, Meng Xiaowan knew that she had won the game for her husband.

(End of this chapter)