Husband has a sweetheart

Chapter 11
Mother Liu hurriedly said: "Girl, we can't inquire about the nobles in the palace!"

Zhang Yuqing pursed her lips and smiled, pulled Mama Liu's arm and said, "Mama, tell me what you can tell me. I'm new to the capital, and my eyes are darkened, so I don't know anything!"

Mother Liu has been with Zhang Yuqing several times, and she really likes this beautiful girl. She said: "Our capital originally had a Lantern Festival, and the flower god will descend to the world today. People hang up lanterns to pray for the goddess of the flower god. This year, it is said that the prince The concubine caught a cold and was ill for a few days. The emperor and the prince are always kind, so someone proposed to hang a lamp to pray for the concubine!"

Zhang Yuqing nodded, "So that's the case."

The whole city has to hang lanterns to pray for blessings. It is estimated that the princess is seriously ill.

Mother Liu touched Zhang Yuqing's black silk like black silk, and said with a smile: "Girl, dress up tomorrow, all the famous people in the capital will come out to hang lamps. You look so pretty, you don't have to worry about finding a good wife!"

"Thank you, Mom, for your advice." Zhang Yuqing sent off Mom Liu with a smile.

At dusk the next day, after dinner, Zhang Yuqing arrived at the gate of Zhang Mansion.

Mrs. Zhang was instructing her servants to help Zhang Yuying and Zhang Yushu into the bullock cart. Seeing Zhang Yuqing standing in the afterglow of the setting sun, like a flower blooming in the wind, she suddenly felt depressed.

"You take the last car." Madam Zhang ordered.

Zhang Yuqing saluted and went to the last car.

The bullock cart quickly arrived at Suzaku Street in the capital. All kinds of lanterns had been placed on both sides of the street, and the street was bustling with spectators rubbing shoulders.

Zhang Yuqing opened the car curtain a crack and stared outside intently.

Thinking of what he had seen and heard along the way to Beijing with Lu Wei, it was far from being starving, and most of them were homeless and precarious. Zhang Yuqing sighed imperceptibly. Apart from the few acres of prosperous land in the capital, this country I don't know how many other places where the common people can live and work in peace and contentment.

When the ox cart stopped, night fell and the lanterns came on. All kinds of exquisite lanterns illuminated the whole capital city as bright as day.

Many people outside were commenting, "This year is the largest and most beautiful lantern in Zheng Guogong's mansion!"

"The lamps in Song Taiwei's house are also pretty good. There are seven floors, three or four people tall!"

When Zhang Yuqing came down, she was also shocked by the magnificent scene for a moment.

The most central part of the street is reserved for the bureaucrats of the capital, and the place where the Zhang family was assigned to hang the lamp is already quite far behind, and the flow of people is much less.

But Mrs. Zhang is still honored, and the voice of directing the servants to hang the lamp is a bit louder than before.

There are many officials in the capital, big and small, and only those who are favored by the emperor are eligible to hang lanterns to pray for the princess.The fact that Zhang's family was able to hang the lamp was definitely not because of Zhang Zuozhen, who was at the seventh rank. I'm afraid it was because of the late Mrs. Zhang.

Walking here from the busiest place all the way, Zhang Yuqing knew the status of the Zhang family in the capital.

Now the Zhang family can rely on the shade of their ancestors to squeeze together, but if the third generation of the Zhang family does not live up to their expectations, the Zhang family will fall to the bottom.

Mrs. Zhang directed the servants to carefully hang up a lotus lamp. Layers of petals were unfolded, revealing the yellow shaggy hair inside. On the shaggy hair was a letter written by the old lady to pray for the princess.

When the boys were lighting the lamps, Mrs. Zhang was holding her youngest son in her arms. Three children stood in front of them, watching the candles light up one by one with a smile on their faces. The light is pulled back to Zhang's house.

Today was a good day, the old lady was very kind, even Aunt Yuan who was not allowed to go out on weekdays came out and hugged Zhang Yushu intimately.

Lu Wei hung up his own lights, and heard that Zhang's family was also hanging lights, so out of courtesy, he came to see Mrs. Zhang.Walking to the place where Zhang's house hung the lamp, the first thing Lu Wei saw was Zhang Yuqing.

The lanterns on the street are bright and exquisite, and the beauties under the lights are like flowers.

Don't look at the injustice, Lu Wei immediately turned his head away, and secretly thought that Zhang's family would take her with them when they hung up the lights. It can be seen that they recognized her as Zhang's family. This woman has been wandering for half her life, and now she finally has a home. Bring it into the capital.

"Brother-in-law!" Zhang Yuqian saw Lu Wei first, and shouted with a smile.

Zhang Yuying blushed, glanced at Lu Wei, covered her face with a fan, and lowered her head shyly.

Lu Wei is imposing, tall and handsome, and stands out from the crowd with his handsome appearance.

"I've seen my aunt." Lu Wei bowed his hands.

Mrs. Zhang smiled very kindly, "Excuse me, excuse me! We are all a family, so why not be polite!"

Zhang Yuqing took a step back, turned her head and looked elsewhere.

That day, she didn't even dare to mention Lu Wei's name, she only mentioned the son who sent her back to Beijing. Mrs. Zhang was like a cat whose tail was stepped on. She almost didn't come up to scratch her, for fear that she would shamelessly try to rob Zhang Yuying's man. like.

It's better for her to avoid suspicion at the moment.

Handsome guys are good-looking, but they always belong to others.

Mrs. Zhang looked more and more pleasing to her son-in-law, and she never closed her mouth. Lu Wei's family background is one of the best in the capital. He is the top son-in-law that the Zhang family can get.

Looking at Lu Wei, Mrs. Zhang suddenly thought of Zhang Yuqing, and while Zhang Yuqian and Zhang Yucheng were pestering Lu Wei to talk, she walked up to Zhang Yuqing who was hiding in the corner, and said with a benevolent face: "You have nothing to do here, Walk around here."

Zhang Yuqing thanked her and walked out.

In such a grand festival as the Lantern Festival, there are young men and women walking boldly on the street arm in arm, looking at each other with shy smiles from time to time, and families come out to watch the lanterns together, talking and laughing happily.

Zhang Yuqing stared blankly at a little girl with a double bun sitting on her father's shoulder with a smile, wearing a pair of tiger-toed shoes on her feet, and holding a rattle tightly in her little hand. The family of three walked in front of her hand in hand.

When she first came here, Zhang Zuoming held her on his shoulders with love like a treasure, and An Shi hugged her with a gentle smile, and walked through the crowd of people rubbing shoulders together.

The few good times in the past are like flowers in a mirror and moon in water, and in the end there are only a few residual memories left. Even if they are spoken out, they can only make people sigh with sympathy.

She thought that coming to this world was a brand new beginning, but she never expected that this brand new start would have to go through family destruction, ups and downs, and a narrow escape from death. Finally, she had another home, but she had nothing for a while. God seemed to want to get her back. Everything was taken away one by one.

Zhang Yuqing lowered her head, and two tears fell on the stone slabs of the street. She took a deep breath and let it out again, only then did she stop the grief and anger in her heart.

After passing the place where the lamps and lanterns were hung for the dignitaries, it is the place where ordinary people hang lamps. There are many stalls selling lamps on the side of the road. Naturally, the workmanship is not as exquisite as the lamps that the officials and nobles in the capital city brought to pray for the princess. It's just an ordinary red paper lantern.

Zhang Yuqing just received the monthly bill of one tael of silver issued by Zhang Fu, and took out dozens of copper coins to buy a lantern.

After Lu Wei visited Zhang's house over there, he said goodbye and left.

He took a well-prepared article to visit a great Confucian this morning, but was criticized by the great Confucianism, mercilessly saying that he was too crafty in his writing.

Lu Wei was used to being excellent since he was a child, and he didn't expect to be criticized so much. He held his breath in his heart and told Fang Mo and Fang Qin to go away, and walk on the street alone to relax.

Unexpectedly, he saw Zhang Yuqing again in a dimly lit place.

Zhang Yuqing borrowed the stall owner's pen and inscribed on the lantern with the pen.

From his direction, you can only see Zhang Yuqing's quiet and beautiful side face, and then look at her writing like a dragon, holding the pen firmly, remembering that Zhang Yuqian complained to him that Zhang Yuqing was illiterate, vulgar and rude just now at the hanging lamp in Zhang's house, Not at all like the Zhang family.

"She admitted it herself, she is illiterate!" Zhang Yucheng testified.

Lu Wei frowned, it's all right to lie to him, why did he even lie to his own flesh and blood when he returned home after all the tricks?

Today's apprenticeship was not going well, and I met this liar twice in a row. Lu Wei was really in a bad mood. He was about to turn around and leave, but saw Zhang Yuqing put down his pen, a pair of beautiful eyes filled with tears, reflecting the precarious candlelight, very sad and pitiful.

He remembered that when he first met the Zhang family, every child in the Zhang family had their own mother in their arms, and she was the only one standing in an inconspicuous place, alone, lonely and desolate.

Forget it, she's just a poor woman, Lu Wei said in his heart.

After the ink was dry, Zhang Yuqing asked the boss to hang up the lamp.

"It costs money to hang the lamp!" said the boss.

Zhang Yuqing pointed to the most conspicuous place in the middle of the street and said, "How much is it hanging there?"

"That place is expensive! At least ten taels of silver!" The boss looked at Zhang Yuqing, seeing that she didn't look like a rich person, and said perfunctorily.

A passer-by nearby persuaded: "Girl, we ordinary people can find a place to hang lamps at random, and it is enough for the God of Flowers to hear our prayers. There is no need to join in the fun in the most conspicuous place!"

Zhang Yuqing gave all the remaining copper coins to the boss and said, "I only have this money, where do you think it can be hung?"

The boss shook the coarse cloth purse, the copper plates inside were tinkling, he curled his lips and said, "Do you want to hang a lamp with this money?"

Zhang Yuqing said with a good-tempered smile: "Boss, please do me a favor!"

Lu Wei looked at Zhang Yuqing who was smiling like a flower, and remembered that when the two met for the first time, Zhang Yuqing was also made things difficult and humiliated, and he must have felt uncomfortable, but there was still a smile on his face.

Reluctantly, the boss picked up the bamboo pole and said, "Cheng Chengcheng! I'll be a good man, and I'll find you a place to hang it!" After that, he took the lamp to the corner and hung it on the rope.

Her lantern is hidden behind the dense crowd of lanterns, and it is almost indistinguishable at first glance.Zhang Yuqing sighed, took one last look, turned and left.

Lu Wei went under the lantern, found Zhang Yuqing's lantern, and looked up to see two lines of beautiful and unique words written on the lantern: Sanxiang declines and the temple meets autumn, Wanli returns to the moon.

Although it does not match today's festive atmosphere, the poem is indeed a good sentence.

"Change this lamp to another place." Lu Wei took out a piece of silver from his bosom, bounced it onto the boss, and pointed to the most conspicuous place.

(End of this chapter)