A little maid who came from a remote county has unknowingly become the most favored maid in the Beiding Palace.
Where did the Lin family think of such a story?
Times have changed, things have changed and people have changed, which makes people feel a little emotional in the wind and snow.
Lin Tingzheng recalled every detail of the time when he recruited a son-in-law. At that time, Xiao Cui was still Xiao Cui, and he could yell and scold him at will.
The son-in-law who was used as a wedding gift was not taken seriously, and he even thought of killing him quietly so that his daughter could remarry.
Now looking at this huge palace that can't be seen to the end, the little son-in-law has become the owner here, representing the leader of a clan, the number one celebrity around the emperor, and contributing to the people's livelihood, military, and economy of the Tang Dynasty.
All are celebrities who have made great military exploits.
The achievements of the little son-in-law have exceeded the boundaries of Lin Tingzheng's imagination.
Through a combination of circumstances, this marriage has been maintained until now, and my daughter has also won the sincerity of her husband-in-law, and now I have the honor of having my daughter on an equal footing with the princess.
"father!"
A familiar yet unfamiliar voice came. When Lin Ting saw his daughter whom he had not seen for several years, he suddenly burst into tears.
Lin Xiang'er walked over slowly, her voice a little excited, but her behavior was so restrained.
The former little girl has become a wealthy lady. There is nothing wrong with her conversation and behavior. Even her mother is a little at a loss when standing in front of her.
Only Lin Xun, who was born without a nerve, rushed up to Xiang'er and gave her a big hug.
"Sister! I finally see you!"
Lin Xiang'er was not used to it. She had never experienced such an intimate relationship with anyone other than her husband. With a slightly red face and a bit of embarrassment, she pulled her brother off her body and straightened her skirt: "
No big or small.”
Lin Ting stepped forward and pulled his son back. With some excitement, he cupped his hands: "Madam..."
"Dad, you're welcome. Just call me Xiang'er."
"Where...where is this?"
"There are a lot of rules in Chang'an, but no outsiders are allowed in the palace. My husband doesn't like those rules either. Even Xiaocui is now called aunt, young master, etc."
"That's right!" Xiao Cui came up and said, "Young Master, Young Master, Master, whatever you want, you can call me whatever you want. Master, you'd better call me Miss Xiang'er. It sounds nice to me."
"Xiang'er..." Mother Lin walked up, with tears in her eyes and a little excited.
Seeing her mother, Lin Xiang'er couldn't help but go up and hug her.
Following him were three servants of the Lin family who were traveling with him, as well as two young women. After introduction, they found out that they were Lin Xun's wives and concubines.
There were seven people in the group, and it was clear from a glance that they had suffered a lot on the road.
After experiencing the initial excitement, Lin Xiang'er was a little confused: "Dad, I didn't hear that you were coming to Chang'an? You didn't even say a word..."
"Well..." Lin Tingzheng felt a little embarrassed when he heard this, "I haven't seen you for a long time, and our family wants to come and see you."
Lin Xiang'er knew it was not the truth as soon as she heard it, but she did not ask further: "Let's go to the backyard to talk first."
Xiaocui said: "I'll go find the master."
"Ah?" Lin Tingzheng was stunned, thinking that the master was talking about him.
"No, no, it's my uncle! Now the two masters can't tell who is who."
Xiang'er nodded, but before Xiaocui could leave, Lin Tingzheng said: "Don't be impatient, let's talk first."
"Yes, I haven't spoken to my parents for a long time, so don't inform your husband yet."
…
Winter is just around the corner, and after winter, spring is almost here.
Before spring, the examiner had not confirmed it.
Zhang Liang had previously said that he wanted to be the chief judge this time, and Bai Song said that he would help.
Now it's time for discussion in the court. It is said that many people are interested in Chunwei's presiding judge.
At this moment, Bai Song was in Zhang Yuhan's room, enjoying the affection of his newlywed wife.
Judging from the recent situation, Bai Song has to admit that he is a bit mediocre, and his love for the new and dislike of the old is vividly demonstrated by him.
At first I said I didn't like it, but gradually my body became honest.
For two months, this room was the place where he stayed most often.
And the sisters didn't take it to heart at all. After getting used to the ordinary life, the absence of men's entanglement made them more relaxed and regular.
The whole family was in peace, which gave Zhang Yuhan a chance to turn a deaf ear.
"Husband, I heard that spring is about to begin recently."
On a snowy day, Zhang Yuhan was in Bai Song's arms. The two of them were wrapped in warm quilts, enjoying the warmth and chatting.
"It's still early, spring is not here yet, spring is not here yet."
"But the chief judge is about to be selected. I wonder who this year's chief judge will be?"
"Now that we are still in confinement, we know very little about the affairs of the court."
"The imperial examinations that the emperor admires are becoming more and more important year by year. In the early years, the big families looked down on them and did not let their own children take the exams at all. Now it is better. Regardless of the humble family or the noble family, all kinds of young people are overwhelmed.
I want a quota. I heard that many people ask their husbands to smoothen the relationship. Will the husband help or not?"
"Hey! The reason why the imperial examination is so popular is that it is fairer. If everyone can smoothen their connections, what's the difference between the imperial examination and the previous imperial examinations? Those who come to ask for connections say they want to be fair, but in reality
But they always want to get preferential treatment, so I have never liked it, but those people are from the same hometown, so they always have to recognize personal relationships, so I can only agree verbally."
"Verbal promise...then the husband's verbal promise doesn't count?"
Bai Song sniffed and smelled the woman's body fragrance: "You girl, there is something in your words."
"Hmph! I just can't believe what my husband says. He has tried to lie to others before."
"Didn't I tell you not to mention the past things?"
"If you don't mention my concubine, your husband will not remember it."
"If you have anything to say, just say it."
"Husband, do you still remember to promise my father to fight for Chun Wei to be the chief judge?"
"..."
Bai Song was stunned for a moment and had completely forgotten about this matter.
But when Zhang Yuhan reminded him, Bai Song immediately remembered that it was before the battle in the imperial city.
Bai Song indeed promised to help Zhang Liang grab the chief trial position.
"My father comes from a relatively poor family. He has been an official in the court all his life. He has managed to survive by being a good guy. He has no friends, no support, but no enemies. Now he has finally climbed up to the heights of his husband. When he gets old, he wants to
Trying to win a few decent disciples so that you can have a good life in your later years is... this is human nature."
Zhang Yuhan tried her best to defend herself. She was worried that her husband didn't like women talking too much.
Bai Song thought about it and realized that he had to pay attention to this matter.
Now everyone in the court knows that Zhang Liang is tied to him, and after being in confinement for this year, he will definitely spend more time participating in the court.
Helping Zhang Liang win the title of Chunwei Chief Judge will not only help him recruit some new talents through Zhang Liang, but also serve as a benchmark, letting the officials in the court know that they can get rich by following me, Bai Song.
