The next day.

Shufangzhai.

Zhang Xiuli was feeling depressed because of what happened yesterday, and was sitting at the dressing table in a daze.

"Madam, Mr. Zhang is making trouble in the west wing again."

Bicui opened the door and came in, breaking the silence in the room.

Zhang Xiuli was startled by the sudden voice, frowned and scolded: "Have you forgotten the previous rules? You didn't know how to knock on the door when you came in."

Bicui paused, knowing that Zhang Xiuli was in a bad mood recently, so she was taking it out on her.

"Bicui knows I'm wrong." She knelt on the ground knowingly, "It's just madam, over there in the west wing..."

"What madam? There is no madam in Shufangzhai!" Zhang Xiuli also sounded very depressed.

Ever since the servants in the mansion knew that Zhang Xiuli could not become Mrs. Gaoming, they looked at her with a hint of teasing.

Zhang Xiuli was particularly concerned about this matter. Every time she went out, she felt like there was a light on her back.

Bicui said: "Madam, you don't have to worry about this. Those talkative people have already been taught a lesson by this slave."

She paused and continued: "In my heart, you are the only wife in the Prime Minister's house."

After hearing what she said, Zhang Xiuli's depression dissipated a little and her tone softened.

"Get up and talk. You just said there was another commotion in the west wing. What was it?"

Bicui then stood up and walked to Zhang Xiuli's side, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Mr. Zhang offended Mother Fang for some reason yesterday. Today's meals were all kinds of cakes. Now he has gastrointestinal discomfort and is making trouble."

"You really don't think I'm annoying enough!"

Zhang Xiuli frowned and cursed in a low voice.

"As long as he doesn't leave the west wing, let him make trouble."

Although she didn't go to last night's family dinner, she still made people pay attention to what was going on there.

Zhang Xiuli knew exactly what was going on.

As soon as she thought about it, she knew that it was not Lin Zhiyu who had offended Mother Fang, but Lin Zhiyu.

Zhang Fugui had repeatedly spoken rudely to him because he was the only child of the Zhang family.

Sometimes, Zhang Xiuli feels like she is not even a sister, but a stepping stone for Zhang Fugui's corrupt life.

That's fine, let him teach him a long lesson, firstly, he will be calm for a few days, and secondly, he will have a little more respect for himself.

"There is one more thing." Bicui added immediately, "Mrs. He asked someone to hand over the post, saying that she wanted to come to the house to talk about it."

Zhang Xiuli snorted softly: "What's there to say? You just came to see my joke!"

"I guess Miss He will come too." Bicui added.

Zhang Xiuli's eyes moved.

"He Zhifang, who is four years old and has no one to talk to about marriage?"

Bicui nodded: "The eldest son made such a fuss yesterday. Many people in the capital know about the eldest son's return."

Bicui also heard a little bit about what was being spread outside, and most of them were complimentary words.

Many people have been suffering for a long time, and when they heard that he was defeated, they all clapped their hands and cheered.

After learning that it was Lin Wei who had done it, everyone said that Lin Wei was promising at a young age, courageous and knowledgeable, and was a rare young talent.

He can be regarded as another dream man for girls waiting to be married after Zhou Zijin.

Zhang Xiuli quickly realized that she wanted to get married.

"What are you going to do, madam?" Bicui glanced at Zhang Xiuli's face, who seemed to be weighing something.

She boldly continued: "Madam is the eldest son's biological mother after all. I believe that marrying into the He family has only advantages and no disadvantages."

Zhang Xiuli glanced at the bottles and jars on the table: "If you go and deliver a letter, just say that I am free recently and welcome her to be a guest at any time."

She had two thoughts.

First, because Mrs. He still has a certain status in the circle of wives.

If she is no longer Mrs. Gaoming, Mrs. He is still willing to visit her in person, and others will not dare to make a fuss about it.

Second, what Bicui said was indeed reasonable. It was common knowledge that He Zhifang hated marrying, and the He family was also very worried.

She was ridiculed because she did not have a strong natal family to back her up, and the Ministry of Punishment and Dali Temple exchanged files from time to time. If she could secretly help Zhang Liangsheng, there would be hope for promotion.

It would be great if he could be transferred to Dali Temple.

She didn't know Lin Pengsheng's thoughts. In Zhang Xiuli's heart, it was better to be a judge in Dali Temple than to be a small official in the Ministry of Justice.

If your family has something, you might as well go through the back door.

"By the way, go to the west wing and pass a message for me, saying that if you don't want Zhang Liangsheng's career to go wrong, you should stay in the house during this period."

"Yes." Bicui agreed and went to do it quickly.

Zhang Xiuli packed up and went to Mu Cangzhai.

"What are you here for?" Mrs. Lin didn't even raise her eyelids, her tone was perfunctory.

Zhang Xiuli looked around and found that Lin Wei was not there: "Is the eldest son going out?"

"He is also an adult. There is no need to report to your aunt where he has gone."

Mrs. Lin glanced inside the room and fell silent.

Mrs. Lin was not a liar, and Zhang Xiuli saw this little move clearly.

Lin Wei was out of the house. He clearly didn't want to see her and was hiding!

Zhang Xiuli was resentful, but Mrs. Lin helped cover it up, so she couldn't say anything, so she had to follow Mrs. Lin's words.

"That's right. This kid Lin Wei finally came back and I don't know when he will leave. I was wondering if I could persuade him to stay in the capital. After all, he is the only one in the Lin family."

Mrs. Lin still remained silent, but in her heart she felt that Zhang Xiuli was right.

She was already old, and people of the same age as Lin Wei had already started families, so Lin Wei was the only one who still wanted to make a living.

Regarding this matter, Mrs. Lin said on the first day that Lin Wei came back that the Prime Minister's Mansion was a time when the Holy See valued it, and he did not need to work hard. It was the right thing to spend time with his family.

In the end, Lin Wei was still as stubborn as before. Even if there were rules everywhere in the capital, he would still have to leave sooner or later.

Zhang Xiuli carefully observed Mrs. Lin's face and said tentatively: "Although Lin Wei is not raised by my side, I am also his biological mother after all. When he reaches his age, I also want to arrange a good marriage for him."

Mrs. Lin paused for a moment, then finally raised her head and glanced at Zhang Xiuli: "Do you have someone to choose?"

How dare Zhang Xiuli let Mrs. Lin see her thoughts?

You know, the reason why He Zhifang couldn't get married was because she was not a person who knew how to take care of things. She spent all day long and was high-spirited.

It was not that no matchmaker came to her door to arrange a marriage before, but He Zhifang either said that the man was too short, or that he had no grace and could not satisfy her in everything.

That is to say, He Wangfeng was willing to pamper his little daughter, so he didn't let her marry anyone casually.

But Mrs. Lin is conservative and dislikes the behavior of the He family.

Coupled with He Chenghu's incident, there was no good impression.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiuli quickly shook her head and said, "If you don't nod, old lady, I won't dare to look at Ah Wei casually."

"I just thought that if he married a wife in the capital, his mind would be settled and he would not run out all day long and make his family worried."


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