Chapter 177
The Wang family, in Zitong Garden.

The autumn rain is pattering, hitting the plantains in the courtyard, and the shiny green leaves are soaked with water, becoming more and more vibrant.

The maid Qinglan put away the oiled paper umbrella, brushed off the water droplets on her body, and carefully blotted the sweat from her face with a handkerchief before knocking on the door and stepping in.

"But it's done?" Zhang Yao asked softly when she saw the dowry maid came back.

Qing Lan nodded, and said: "It's done, I found Taoist Master Yuxu, and brought the portrait of Daoist Zhang that Fu Girl gave me. Daoist Yuxu was overjoyed, and immediately agreed. Only the third son Go to Mount Jiuqing, and the news that the 'unlucky newcomer' is a rooster will naturally reach his ears."

Zhang Yao nodded in satisfaction and smiled helplessly.

According to what she discussed with Fu Xuan, the best way to get rid of the theory of bad luck is to divert the water to the east.Designating the "unlucky newcomer" on the person who belongs to the rooster is an allusion to Jiang Xiao, who once came to Wang's house as a guest.Now that Jiang Xiao knows that Emperor Mu And loves her, even if the Wang family wants to touch her, they dare not touch her.

Unexpectedly, she also used it to plan a day.

She held a white jade teacup, and rubbed her fingertips on the lotus pattern on it, recalling what Fuxuan told her in the Taoist temple, the chill spread from her back to her whole body.

My own cousin, my own aunt, oh, how ulterior motives, how heartless.

Think about it carefully, in fact, many things have signs early on.

Ever since she was born, Wang Zijin went to Zhang's house for various reasons, and often stayed outside her courtyard.And Yu Miaomiao, a cousin who was very close to her, changed her old habit and seldom went to see her. Instead, she made friends with Wang Ai and often came to Wang's house.

Wang Ai often went in and out with Wang Zhiyi, and Wang Zhiyi made good friends with her sixth brother, and often participated in the gatherings of Wang Zijin and his friends. Therefore, Yu Miaomiao was able to meet Wang Zijin through the two girls of the Wang family.

Ever since Fuxuan entered Jiankang City, when we met for the first time, she admired her bold and enthusiastic personality, and made friends with Fuxuan.But after that Yaji, the girls from the Wang family and the Yu family all alienated her by coincidence, and Yu Miaomiao even mocked Fu Xuanming who was from a lowly family background.

Thinking about it now, in fact, she didn't hate Fuxuan alone, but she also added the jealousy towards herself to Fuxuan.

I really have to sigh, people's hearts are unpredictable.

Seeing that the night was getting dark, Qing Lan put away the embroidery thread for Zhang Yao, and said: "Girl, let's take a rest, don't wait for my uncle. Didn't my uncle say it a long time ago, to attend the birthday banquet of the second young master Biao today, and that person will not wait for you." He's a drinker who doesn't forgive anyone every year, so he must rest at Yu's house."

Zhang Yao said "hmm", pressed her twitching eyelids, got up and walked towards the bed, her heart flustered, as if bad luck was really coming.

She is too clear, and has some thoughts. Once the signs start, it is difficult to take them back.

I don't know what methods the person who misses his husband will use in the future...

**
Yujia.

The curtains hang low, and the shadows of candles flicker.

What Zhang Yao worried about has already happened.

Wang Zijin's consciousness was chaotic, and he called "Yaoyao" and "madam".

He still remembered that he was only fifteen when he knew he fell in love with her.

That year, Zhang Yao, who was about the same age as Ji, and his aunt Mrs. Zhang's birthday, he and several sisters went to Zhang's house with his mother for a banquet.

By the wooden bridge over Qingxi, he watched her walk slowly in a blue veil, like a goddess in a dream, with a smile on her face, approaching him step by step with gentleness.

Walking to her side, she asked gently: "Cousin, why are you here? The banquet has already started, follow me. Are you hungry? Let's have a candied fruit first."

She handed him a candied fruit, but it was much sweeter than honey.

Those hazy thoughts in the past all became clear at that moment - he had seen her several times, and she always had a smile on her face and a soft temperament every time.Ever since he learned about men and women, the girl who often lingered in his dreams was none other than his cousin.

After that, he often found excuses to go to Zhang's house, and he went to all the banquets that Zhang Yao attended, and gave her any new gadgets he encountered.His only hope is that she can wait for him.

A year later, when he was sixteen, he proposed marriage to his aunt without telling his parents, but the aunt thought he was talking nonsense, saying that he was still young and would discuss it after the weak crown.

He had no choice but to pester Zhang Yao, telling her not to marry and waiting for him to grow up.

He pestered her for a whole year, wrote her countless poems full of affection, begged Xie Changheng to guide him in painting, he bought pastries from every pastry shop in Jiankang City, and he searched for new products from every gold and silver building. Pass.

On her birthday, almost all the precious orchids in Jiankang City were moved to Zhang Mansion by him, and those gentle eyebrows finally looked at him with shyness and shyness, and nodded.

In the next three years, she really rejected the marriage proposals of many children from aristocratic families, and stayed in her boudoir, waiting for him with peace of mind.

After thinking about it for five years, he finally married his lovely wife. Seeing her sitting in his Zitongyuan in a phoenix crown and xiapei, he finally embraced the delicate and tender her in his arms.

How could he not be satisfied?
I only wish that the years will be long, and I will spend time with her, see the spring and autumn, and taste the bliss of the world.

Wang Zijin was full of joy, and when he was most satisfied, he sighed softly.

"Yaoyao..."

"Cousin, it's me."

**
The next morning, the sky was clear after the rain.

The crabapple flowers in Tangli Garden were blown to the ground by the wind and rain, and were cleaned up softly and silently by the servants, as if nothing had happened.

When Fu Xuan woke up, her side was empty, remembering that she was disturbed by Xie Zhan yesterday, she didn't say a word that should be said, she threw the quilt to the ground, and hurriedly chased out the door.

Seeing her loosening her robe and opening the door barefoot, Qian Yun called out loudly in surprise: "Girl! The weather is cold, you should be careful of the wind and cold, you'd better go back to the house, and tell the slaves if you have anything to do."

Fu Xuan asked, "What about him?"

Who "he" is is self-evident.

Qian Yun recalled the young master's instructions before leaving, and hurriedly said: "Young master has been on duty two hours ago, and left a message saying that he will come back earlier today. If you have something to say, you can tell him later."

Fuxuan said "oh", looked at the sunshine in the yard, withdrew her hand from the edge of the door, gathered her collar to cover her scarred heart, and then walked back to the bed.

Looking at the back of Fuxuan who turned around, recalling the gentle smile on the young master's face when he returned to the house last night, Qian Yun sighed in his heart, "The girl's life is so good".

Halfway through the walk, she suddenly remembered the deadline that Fuxuan had mentioned, and recalled her unused warehouse key, and Fuxuan paused.

She called the two maidservants to change their clothes, but she didn't have time to eat, so she hurried to the storeroom.

 Wang Zijin will pull out some things later.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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