Lift your feet

Zhang Anchu understood. He was virtuous and talented, but not a kind person.

Aunt Bai thought that Zhang Anchu was just soft-hearted and kind-hearted, so she added another word: "I know you are kind-hearted, but sometimes, without means or talent, others will only look down on you, so how can they respect you?"

"Even if you are the master, the servants will play tricks on you. Do you understand my aunt's painstaking efforts?" Aunt Bai said helplessly. She didn't want Zhang Anchu to continue like this. When the time came, he was sold and still counting money for others.

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Zhang Anchu lowered her head. She had previously felt that there was nothing wrong with living with a clear conscience.

It could be seen that Aunt Bai was anxious, and what she said made some sense. It was not as extreme as that day on the carriage, so she nodded and replied: "Auntie, I know how powerful it is."

She doesn't agree with Aunt Bai, but she is inspired by her words. Even if she wants to be clear of conscience, she must have the ability to protect herself.

Aunt Bai nodded with satisfaction. Finally, she didn't say anything in vain. Her mouth was dry.

Aunt Bai left with peace of mind and was in a very good mood.

Zhang Anchu was left alone on the bed, meditating. The wet nurse came in and saw her stunned, and asked: "Miss Third?"

"Huh?" Zhang Anchu came back to his senses, lifted the quilt, got up from the bed, and looked at his bookshelf.

When the wet nurse saw that she had nothing to do, she gave up and started sewing.

Zhang Anchu selected and took out a copy of "Thirty-Six Strategies" and put it on his desk to study.

I bought this book in a bookstore during the Chinese New Year last year, but after reading it, I felt that it was a bit unclear, so I put it on the bookshelf to gather dust.

After listening to Aunt Bai's words today, I feel that this book may be of some use. I will read it for now. If you don't understand it, you should keep it in mind. Maybe you will be able to understand it in the future.

The prince returned to the guest room from the garden. He was in a good mood, humming a little tune and shaking his head. The third prince saw him like this when he came in.

"Brother, today's errands have been completed, and you can prepare to return to the capital." The third prince did not want to stay here for too long, nor did he want the prince to stay in the Hou Mansion.

The prince's actions were ridiculous. If he lost his sense of proportion and made a joke, it would not be his face that would be disgraced.

The royal family's face will also be lost.

What's more, his father asked him to follow the prince. If something happens again, he will inevitably be punished.

He worked hard to do errands, but in the end he couldn't get a good word out of it. He didn't want to be implicated by the prince.

"So soon?" The prince felt a little regretful. He had just finished what he said yesterday. Since he had promised the third prince, he could not break his promise.

"Well, how are you preparing here?" The third prince was asking if he had seen the third lady of the Hou Mansion. If he did, he would leave.

The prince was in a wonderful mood when he thought of what happened today, and said, "I am so lucky to be able to see this beauty again!"

After saying that, he stood up and said with regret: "It's a pity that I didn't get to say a few words to the beauty, didn't get a girl's name, and didn't say goodbye to her..."

The third prince felt a sense of ridicule in his heart, thinking to himself, she is indeed a vain woman, and she dares to have a private meeting with her foreigner.

Marrying such a woman into the backyard is a big disaster.

The third prince thought so in his heart, but did not say it out loud. He said to the prince: "Then let's leave today."

"Don't be so anxious. We have to leave. How can we not give us a ride in Peking? How can we not go to the banquet?" the prince lectured, secretly scolding the third prince for being too impatient. He also wanted to have a drink with his future father-in-law.

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The third prince was speechless and did not speak any more.

At this moment, the eldest son Zhang Hongye came.

"See His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, see the Third Prince." Zhang Hongye did not forget the rules and saluted the two of them.

"It's the eldest brother..." His Highness the Crown Prince was about to speak, but when he saw the third prince staring at him, he had to change his words and said, "It's the eldest son Hongye, come and sit down."

"Your Highness the Crown Prince, my father already knows that the errands assigned by the Emperor have been completed, so he thought of having a banquet to relieve his fatigue and invite His Highness the Crown Prince and the three princes to show their favor." Zhang Hongye sat down and raised his hands to the Crown Prince and the Third Prince.

The prince clicked his tongue and said to the third prince: "Look, what this prince is saying is that the Marquis of Peiping knows etiquette."

"Let's go, let's go quickly, don't keep the waiting in Peking waiting!" The prince pushed the third prince, who had no choice but to go to the banquet.

The banquet will be held later, but a theater troupe was specially invited in Peking to entertain the two of them.

Several people were seated, and the prince listened in fascination. The third prince pushed him and asked him to say something quickly.

But the prince was impatient, knocked off his hand, and listened to the play on his own.

The third prince had no choice but to say to the Marquis of Beiping: "Tomorrow, the prince and I will leave."

"Why are you in such a hurry?" The Peking Marquis seemed unaware. He looked at the stage and said with regret, "I didn't know you were leaving tomorrow. The theater troupe was invited here with the intention of relieving the fatigue of His Highness the Crown Prince and the Third Prince.

Yes, but now it feels a bit like a farewell, which is really not etiquette."

How could the Hou of Peiping not know that the two of them were about to leave? Zhang Hongye was following the third prince on errands. He knew where things were going.

"Marquis Beiping, why should we care about these things? It's good if you have this intention." The prince saw the dilemma in the Marquis Beiping and said.

"Your Highness, Prince Xie, doesn't care." The Marquis of Peiping said, cupping his hands. He glanced at the third prince, stroking his beard with his hand, and he valued the third prince more and more.

Bailu, the third prince's maid, would stay in the guest room on weekdays.

After all, the third prince went out to run errands and took his maid with him, which was not very impressive and could only be hidden behind others.

She also knew that she was about to leave the Hou Mansion, and there was something in her heart that was extremely confusing.

She didn't know whether to look for her mother's twin sisters.

She had been in the Hou Mansion for many days, but she still felt afraid in her heart, and she couldn't tell what she was afraid of.

I thought, if I don’t go and take a look this time, I may not have the opportunity in the future.

She still doesn't know what her mother is like. After all, her mother has passed away since she was a child, and it was the madam who brought her up.

And my mother’s twin sisters should also look the same as her mother…

She looks the same, but she is not my mother either.

My heart was very complicated. I was lying on the beam, resting my hands on my head, looking at the roof, and my heart was tangled.

"Forget it, let's go."

The egret muttered and came down from the beam. She didn't want to have any regrets!

She went to the backyard. After all this time, she also knew that there was only one aunt named Bai in the backyard.

After finding her courtyard, she waited for the opportunity in the dark.

Wait until it gets completely dark before going indoors.

Aunt Bai was cleaning up Zhang Hongze's room. At the end of the day, it was messy again.

The ground was full of sawdust, and she didn't know what Zhang Hongze was doing. She shook her head, thinking, it's been several days since Mrs. Hou agreed to invite her husband, why haven't she received any letter yet?

"Put your feet up." Aunt Bai swept to Zhang Hongze's feet and said.

Zhang Hongze raised his feet obediently, but the movement in his hand did not stop, he was whittling a wooden stick.
Chapter completed!