Be an emperor from drawing cards

Chapter 11 Marriage reminders have existed since ancient times!
Leaving the Hou Mansion, Zhang Xiu walked towards a house not far away.

Although An Guohou's mansion reserved a guest room for himself, considering his aunt Zou, Zhang Xiu bought a two-entry house around the Hou's mansion and hired several servants and maids.The outer rooms can be used as study rooms as well as my own living room, and the inner rooms are for my aunt Zou to live in.

"Youwei is back!"

Hearing the sound, Mrs. Zou came out from the room, and just as she saw Zhang Xiu stepping through the gate, a look of joy floated on her exquisite jade face.

"I've met Aunt Xiu."

While saying hello to Zou Shi, Zhang Xiu handed the battle robe to the maid at the side.

"Yuzhu, tell the chef that the general is back and ask them to heat up the food quickly!" After giving instructions to the maid, Zou looked at Zhang Xiu with a smile, "Today I asked the kitchen to cook your favorite The sauced beef you eat, you have to eat more in a while. This is the most energy-intensive way of practicing martial arts, so it’s impossible not to supplement it.”

"Aunt Lao is worrying."

"Are you still polite to your aunt?" Mrs. Zou gave Zhang Xiu a sideways look, and said angrily, "If you feel sorry for your aunt, you should marry a wife and have children earlier, so as to leave a seed for the old Zhang's family. In this way, in the future, my aunt and I will be underground. Seeing your uncle, I can have an explanation, and I won’t let your uncle complain."

Zhang Xiu rubbed his head, but didn't answer, just smirked "hehe".

In his heart, he is still young, and it is not urgent to marry a wife and have children, and the top priority is to make contributions.A man should make his achievements on the battlefield, not indulging in the bed.

However, he didn't dare to tell his aunt about his thoughts, otherwise he would die.

"Oh, you bastard...forget it, let's eat!"

Seeing Zhang Xiu's appearance, Mrs. Zou didn't know what the kid was thinking, so she gave him a bitter look and pushed the sauced beef in front of him.

While eating, Mrs. Zou suddenly remembered something and asked aloud:

"By the way, Youwei, Auntie saw that you were in high spirits when you came back. Could it be that there is some happy event in the Hou's mansion, and the young master is getting married?"

Zhang Xiu was feasting on the sauced beef. Seeing Mrs. Zou's questioning, she subconsciously replied:
"There is indeed a happy event in the mansion, but..."

When Zhang Xiu said this, he suddenly remembered Wang Pu's words in his mind and hurriedly closed his mouth.

"But what?" Zou asked, but seeing that Zhang Xiu just shook his head, he felt a little sullen in his heart, raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile, "Well, Zhang Youwei, why, what is this important, and you still have to hide it from my aunt?"

"Auntie, don't ask any more." Zhang Xiu begged for mercy with a bitter face.

"Hey, what you said, Axiu, makes me even more curious, auntie."

A little annoyed, Mrs. Zou didn't even call Zhang Xiu by his nickname, but called him by his nickname.

"Auntie..."

Zhang Xiu's handsome face became even more bitter.

He didn't like the nickname given to him by his uncle Zhang Ji since he was a child.

It is said that Zhang Ji wanted a daughter very much, but had no children under his knees, so he gave his nephew Zhang Xiu the nickname "Axiu". In addition, Zhang Xiu had a handsome appearance when he was young, so he could easily be mistaken for a girl if he didn't look carefully. .

Zhang Xiu hated this nickname so much that he beat up the guy who used "A Xiu" to make fun of him.

But now, facing Zou Shi, her only elder, Zhang Xiu has nothing but a wry smile.

In the end, in desperation, Zhang Xiu had no choice but to compromise, and briefly explained the matter, and asked Mrs. Zou not to mention it to others. Mrs. Zou naturally agreed.

However, after dinner, each went back to their own rooms, Mrs. Zou sat beside the bed and frowned, meditating.

In the end, she still made up her mind, found a pen and paper, and started to write by candlelight.

Silent night.

A cry that sounded like a night owl suddenly sounded.

Soon, a black shadow descended from the sky and landed outside the window of Zou's boudoir.

"Crench."

The moment the window was gently pushed open, a black shadow flew into the room.

In the time it takes for a cup of tea, the window is opened again, a black shadow rises into the sky, disappears without a trace, and the small courtyard returns to silence again.

All this did not alarm anyone.

…………

North bank of Jianing River.

Outside the heavily guarded barracks, Wu Yizhi got off his horse, then stepped into the barracks, and walked towards the big tent of the Chinese army.

"Yizhi wants to see the general!"

In the Chinese army's tent, Huang Jingming, who was sitting on the bed with a military book in hand and reading carefully, heard the noise outside the tent and said with a smile:
"Yizhi is back? Let him in!"

The guard who received the order stood aside and opened the curtain for Wu Yizhi at the same time.

"Wu Jijiu, please come in."

Looking at Wu Yizhi who came in from outside the tent, Huang Jingming pointed to the chair beside him.

"sit."

"Thank you, General, for your seat."

As he said that, Wu Yizhi sat down on the chair without notice.

Looking at the other person's expression of comfort and almost moaning, Huang Jingming said angrily:
"You kid, you're never polite to me. Tell me, how about the Taihe Mansion?"

"Hey, it's a good luck not to disgrace your life."

Wu Yizhi smiled and told Huang Jingming the contents of the agreement.

"You boy, you will benefit yourself!" After hearing this, Huang Jingming reached out and rubbed his forehead helplessly. "For the sake of doing a good job, the old man won't bother with you."

"General, you also know." Wu Yizhi spread his hands, pretending to be helpless, "Although the low-ranking staff are regular customers in Zuijinlou, they are not much cheaper. The salary of the low-ranking staff is basically filled there. The thousand Gold, at most, is enough for a humble job to live there for half a year."

Wu Yizhi's words made Huang Jingming blow his beard and stare with anger.

"Hmph, if you follow the old man, you should find someone to tie up your heart ape. At your age, what's wrong with learning, go learn to sleep with flowers and willows!"

Although he, Huang Jingming, had been romantic when he was young, he was not like Wu Yizhi, who used gold instead of gold, but copper coins.

He is also planning to wait until a hundred years later to entrust this boy with his posthumous affairs!
"General, this humble job is just a hobby, and I can't change it."

Wu Yizhi laughed and said, not paying attention to what his boss said just now.

"What do you want me to say about you?"

Huang Jingming pointed to Wu Yizhi, then sighed, and said:
"Forget it, I get angry as soon as I talk about you, let's not talk about it. Back to Taihe Mansion, I only met Zhao Yu when he was a child, how is he now? Also, isn't Li Zixin the queen? Why did he end up in the end?" Become a royal concubine?"

As he spoke, Huang Jingming's eyes gradually narrowed.

"Have you met your opponent at the Marquis of Anguo's Mansion?"

When it comes to business, Wu Yizhi's expression is no longer the hippie smile just now, but has become extremely serious.

"The great general can shine for thousands of miles. Yizhi did meet his opponent in the Hou's mansion. Even these things were not discussed with that young master, but with Wang Pu and Wang Wenbo. This young master is young and vigorous. , not to be feared, but that Wang Pu cannot take it lightly."

"It wasn't with An Guohou, that is to say, that Wang Pu you mentioned is Zhao's confidant?"

Huang Jingming rubbed his chin, with a look of interest in his eyes.

"Can you win him over for the old man's use in the future?"

Wu Yizhi frowned and thought for a long time, then nodded and said:

"Humble job is not very sure, I hope to try my best."

"Well," Huang Jingming nodded, "it's not urgent. It's not too late to wait until Boy Zhao enters the capital to take the throne. Even if he can't be recruited, he must not be used by Boy Zhao. As for sending cavalry Guards, the old man agrees, let Fan Zhen lead a bodyguard to escort them."

Huang Jingming's elite personal guards number about a thousand, all of whom he personally selected from the army. Not only are there no shortage of resources for daily practice, but he also invites Momen disciples to tailor armor and weapons for them. Huang Jingming even collects them himself. All the martial arts skills were awarded, and it took nearly 500 million taels of silver to train them, which is one of Huang Jingming's most reliable trump cards.

Sending a group of 400 people to escort Zhao Yu to Beijing at a time shows that he attaches great importance to this matter.

In addition, Fan Zhen, who leads the guards of this song, is even more of an expert in the army. In terms of martial arts alone, if you look at Huang Jingming's subordinates, he is also a formidable opponent.

The two chatted for a while, and Wu Yizhi got up to leave.

"Yizhi, everything in the army has been decided. You don't need to worry about it. You can rest overnight and go directly to Shenjing tomorrow morning. By the way, on the way, I will stop by Suining, the capital city of Yongquan Prefecture, and tell Zixin about the marriage. Make her mentally prepared."

Wu Yizhi, who was about to step out of the big tent, heard the words, his feet went limp, and he almost fell to the ground.

Go see that little aunt, or just kill me...

Hearing the long and short sighs that were fading away outside the tent, Huang Jingming was in a surprisingly good mood.

Sure enough, happiness will only transfer, not disappear.

(End of this chapter)