Chapter 15

Tong Wanrou's reading was so exciting that she didn't feel lonely by herself, but Fu Heng didn't come back for more than an hour, and when she reappeared, she was in high spirits.

Tong Wanrou put down the book and looked at Fu Heng from the moment he walked in. After he sat down, she asked:

"What makes Xianggong so happy?"

Fu Heng smiled heartily at Tong Wanrou: "I solved the chain in front of my friends, and they were all dumbfounded."

Tong Wanrou knew that he had studied those things for quite a while, in order to unravel them before others did, and now that he has done it, he is naturally in a good mood.

Tong Wanrou hadn't finished reading the book yet, thinking about the ending of the characters in the book, she said to Fu Heng: "Three or five friends get together, why don't you stay with them a little longer, Mr. Xianggong."

Fu Heng saw that she was holding the book and refused to put it down, so he knew that she wanted to read it for a while, so he deliberately said: "How can I do it? It was nothing in the past, but now I have a family. Naturally, they all have to push back."

Seeing him talking with a smile in his eyes, Tong Wanrou didn't make a sound, and secretly wrote down the number of pages in the book in her hand, then closed the book, got off the soft couch, and said to Fu Heng:

"As long as you have a sweet mouth, it's hard for me to linger any longer."

Fu Heng smiled and put his arms around her shoulders, and said to Tong Wanrou: "I'll read the book next time. It's getting late now, so my husband will take you to eat some good ones. Dongzhimen's shrimp wontons have thin skin and tender meat. melted, one by one pinched like ingots."

Fu Heng walked out of the private room with his arms around Tong Wanrou who was wearing a gauze hat, and while telling her the beauty of the shrimp ravioli, he didn't realize that several people were approaching, and when they were about to go downstairs, they stopped them .

"Brother Fu's words are so true, we all want to go and taste the delicacy of the world after hearing it."

Fu Heng stopped, turned his head to look, and then sighed heavily. He saw the man walking towards them with a smile. He had normal facial features and a normal stature, but his overall temperament was not bad. He was wearing a clerk's clothes. From the words he and Fu Heng said, it is not difficult to hear the familiar relationship between them.

I only heard the man come to Fu Heng, holding a folding fan and saying:
"Brother Fu, this is Mrs. Sister-in-law, right? You can't forget your friends when you see sex. If you have Mrs. Sister-in-law, you will ignore our friends."

Tong Wanrou was wearing a gauze hat, so she didn't think such a meeting was so abrupt. Hearing the man talking about her, she stood behind Fu Heng and blessed the young masters a little. Everyone's ladylike demeanor is admirable.

Seeing that Tong Wanrou bowed to them first, all the scholar sons raised their folding fans and clasped their fists in return. After saluting the first scholar with the fan, they said to Fu Heng:
"Sister-in-law's wife is so generous, if Brother Fu avoids it, he really doesn't look like a real man."

Fu Heng sighed helplessly, and said to the man: "Mr. Feng is serious. The younger brother just wants to be with his wife. In your opinion, why is he not a real man?"

It turned out that this person was Mr. Feng Yi, whom Fu Heng had met before, the son of Feng Tao, the chancellor of the clan, and Fu Heng had always hit it off, discussing poetry and books together.These young masters often saw these two bickering and arguing, and when they heard what they said, they just covered their faces and smiled, and did not speak.

Feng Yi smiled again, ignored Fu Heng, and simply said to Tong Wanrou:

"Madam sister-in-law, would you mind being with us ordinary people? Brother Fu's love for his wife is so touching, but we friends haven't been together for a long time. It's better to meet by chance than to invite each other. Madam sister-in-law is willing to have dinner with us, and let me be the host."

Tong Wanrou was taken aback for a moment, and glanced at Fu Heng, who was full of helplessness, and knew that their friends had a deep relationship, and it would be bad if it was delayed because of her.Although she is a woman, she shouldn't be seated with them, but she is a man and a wife, and her husband is also on the side, and she didn't show any intention of avoiding it, so she naturally couldn't refuse it clearly, so she replied gently:
"Everything depends on the husband."

Feng Yi proudly raised the corners of his eyes at Fu Heng, but Fu Heng stared back, and a group of people hurried down from the second floor.

With Feng Yi as the host, the group naturally couldn't go to Dongzhimen's wontons. Feng Yi picked a gorgeous restaurant and asked for a private room.

Tong Wanrou sat on Fu Heng's right side, but in order to avoid suspicion, no one should sit on her right side.

After the food and wine were served, Fu Heng ordered another sweet and fruit soup for Tong Wanrou, and served her with dishes. After a lot of tossing, he sat down under the eyes of some snickers.

Tong Wanrou always wore a gauze hat, she didn't feel embarrassed, she just felt warm in her heart, she didn't know what kind of attitude the wife next to her was when she was at the banquet, but Fu Heng treated her like this, it really made her feel Very thoughtful and happy.

After everyone teased and teased Fu Heng with their eyes, they heard Feng Yi holding up his wine glass and saying:
"You have to tell us well, how do you know that Li Shangshu will go to the tea house today, and how do you know that he is looking for the solution to Nine Chains recently? Today will give you a limelight."

Fu Heng put another piece of crispy salted chicken in front of Tong Wanrou, and then answered Feng Yi's words:
"I said why you invited me to the table today. You wanted to ask me these things." After toasting with him, Fu Hengcai said again: "The last time Mr. Zhu invited his disciples to gather together, even though I was not at his door, I followed him." A friend went, and I heard it from Mr. Zhu during the dinner. I wanted to talk to you about this today, but unexpectedly, I ran into Li Shangshu."

After hearing what Fu Heng said, Feng Yi couldn't help shaking his head and said, "This is God's will. You and He Shen are lucky this time."

Fu Heng glanced at the young man sitting in the last seat. They were both young and handsome, but Fu Heng's appearance was more sunny and bright, while the young man called He Shen by Feng Yi was soft and delicate, and his figure was not strong. Shuo, even thinner and thinner than Fu Heng.

Feng Yi pointed to He Shen and said: "Just yesterday, he also met Li Shangshu at the racecourse, and subdued a suddenly violent horse for Li Shangshu."

Only then did Fu Heng nod his head knowingly, and only heard another scholar on the side say: "Listen to my father, there are many vacancies for imperial guards in the palace this time. The responsibility of choosing the right candidate, the two of you fell into Li Shangshu's eyes at this moment, you might really have a chance. It's not like us, who have waited year after year, and there is no end in sight."

After the young master finished speaking, he only heard the handsome young man He Shen raised his glass and said:
"Brother Fu comes from a famous family, so his chances are naturally greater than mine. My background is not as good as yours. I don't dare to think about such things."

Fu Heng held up his wine glass, glanced at He Shen, and then smiled and said, "Brother He's words are wrong. You and I are both bastards. How can we say that we are famous? Brother He has always been talented, so he should have a better chance than me."

Feng Yi heard the two of them talking, and suddenly said again: "By the way, Brother Fu, I heard that the sixth son of the mansion has been scheduled to enter the palace as a fourth-class guard in the next month. If Brother Fu can also ask Lord Rongbao to recommend a Fan, that will definitely save you a lot of trouble."

After hearing Feng Yi's words, Fu Heng just smiled and didn't speak, but everyone at the banquet also understood that most aristocratic families would only recommend their sons to serve as errands in the palace. Double, it's okay to have a family recommendation, but usually at the same time, the family will only recommend one person, and now that the sixth son has decided to recommend him into the palace, it will definitely not work for Fu Heng to ask the family for recommendation.

All the people present, except Feng Yi, were mostly concubine sons of the family, and they understood the difficulty, so they didn't say anything.

The group of people went home after eating.

Sitting on the carriage back home, Tong Wanrou saw Fu Heng's brows were puzzled, and she seemed to be thinking, so she couldn't help asking:

"What is your husband thinking?"

Fu Heng squeezed Tong Wanrou's hand, came back to his senses, and replied: "I didn't think about anything, I just felt that this time's errand might be delayed again. I heard earlier that there are many vacancies in the palace this time. I thought that if I worked harder, there would always be more opportunities, but today you also saw that there are more children in Beijing who are staring at those quotas. The guards in the palace have been changed, but it is still not enough to make up for the lack of food."

After hearing this, Tong Wanrou thought for a while, and then said: "Why does Mr. Xiang want to be a servant in the palace?"

Fu Heng shrugged and replied: "Because this is the fastest opportunity for the children of the Manchurian family to gain fame. Because this opportunity is very rare, there are so many people fighting for it. If it is not for the special favor of the chief elector, it is generally difficult to get a job."

"That's why Mr. Xiang worked so hard to study Jiulianhuan in order to win the favor of Li Shangshu, the chief elector?"

Fu Heng looked at Tong Wanrou, and nodded without concealment: "Unfortunately, there must be many people who have been 'favored' by Li Shangshu recently, and it may not be my turn."

Tong Wanrou held Fu Heng's hand instead, and said, "Regardless of success or failure, you have tried it, so don't take the result too seriously, and don't put too much pressure on yourself."

Fu Heng looked at the gentle and considerate Tong Wanrou for a while, and then said affectionately:
"How can I not be motivated? You are under tremendous pressure to marry me as a concubine as a concubine. If I am still as slutty as before, how can I be worthy of your desperate courage?"

"..."

Tong Wanrou didn't expect Fu Heng to say these words, she just felt that the heartstrings in her silent heart were suddenly plucked, and her heart and mind were filled with the melody of the plucked heartstrings.

She didn't say anything more. After knowing his thoughts, she felt more and more that success or failure really didn't matter, as long as he had the heart, it was enough.

The two returned to the mansion, parked the carriage at the side door as usual, and walked into the mansion together.

When they were walking through the garden and wanted to go to their yard, they heard a cold and dry voice suddenly sounded in the darkness:

"Hmph, I thought she was some kind of lady from a great family, but she is also a lowly bastard who shows her face in the middle of the night without rules."

The eldest lady Guerjia stepped out of the darkness, her face was darker than the night, and the contemptuous smile raised from the corner of her mouth looked particularly pervasive in the dark.

(End of this chapter)

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