In front of Lu Yao, Miss Hou seemed to be more natural and enthusiastic.
Miss Hou is different from other girls. A beautiful love poem did not gain the girl's love, but she gained a lot of praise.
Miss Hou appreciates talent. She never thought that a policeman who dealt with silver and copper coins in the Ministry of Household Affairs would have such accomplished poetry skills.
This impressed Ms. Hou.
The two have become friends.
But they are just friends.
Lu Yao was not satisfied. He was not a particularly patient person and did not like to rub off on his feelings for Ms. Hou.
And time waits for no one.
Yu Ji's poem was a signal, telling Lu Yao that Bai Song and he had already started taking action.
Lu Yao himself couldn't slow down the pace.
While Lu Yao was thinking hard about how to further his relationship with Miss Hou, Miss Hou suddenly said: "I know Yu Ji before, and that person is indeed quite talented. As for Bai Song...even though I have met him once,
But I know very little about him. I am quite interested in this person. I wonder if Mr. Lu can help me make an appointment?"
Hearing this, Lu Yao instinctively frowned, thinking that this was not good news.
Make an appointment with Bai Song.
Could it be that Miss Hou is interested in Bai Song?
This kind of result is not what Lu Yao wants to see.
Although it's not that bad that Miss Hou is really interested in Bai Song, this relationship can be used to make Hou Junji completely change his view of Bai Song.
However, Lu Yao was a little unwilling to give in. He was not very sincere towards Miss Hou, and at least he liked her half way.
A mere five points of liking is already very valuable to Lu Yao.
Lu Yao's face was gloomy and he frowned without answering.
Miss Hou is smart and can see through Lu Yao's thoughts at a glance.
He was amused in his heart, and there was a trace of amusement in his pale face. He raised his mouth slightly, took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, and handed it to Lu Yao: "Here."
"Um?"
Lu Yao lowered his head and looked at the handkerchief slightly distracted.
This square handkerchief is clean and spotless, with a delicate lotus embroidered on it, simple and elegant.
Lu Yao didn't understand why and didn't know what to say.
Miss Hou gave an irritated smile: "What a stupid head! I gave it to you as a gift!"
"ah?"
Lu Yao was shocked. Miss Hou actually gave him a handkerchief?
This is a woman's personal belongings, how can you give it away casually?
If you want to send it, you can only send it...
Lu Yao finally had an idea and looked at Miss Hou in surprise: "Ms. Hou, this is a perfect fit for you..."
Miss Hou has never shown her shyness in front of a man. This time her face turned slightly red and her voice became much thinner: "Do you like me or not? I can take it back if you don't."
"Yes! Yes! How can I not want it?"
Lu Yao quickly took the handkerchief and put it into his pocket as if it were a treasure, with indescribable excitement on his face.
Seeing Lu Yao's excited look, Ms. Hou blushed and lowered her head and smiled.
The two were speechless, but there was no need to say much about each other's feelings.
Lu Yao suddenly felt enlightened. Before, he was worrying about gains and losses, but now everything is fine.
After a while, Miss Hou asked in a low voice: "Will you help me make an appointment with Bai Song now?"
"A date, of course!" Lu Yao nodded repeatedly, and then looked confused, "But why do you want to date Bai Song?"
Lu Yao couldn't figure it out. What was Miss Hou interested in in Bai Song?
"I told you the reason, but you have to keep it a secret."
Lu Yao nodded solemnly.
"It's not because I want to meet Bai Song, it's actually what my father said."
"Hou Junji, Lord Hou? He wants to see Bai Song?"
Miss Hou continued to shake her head: "It's not my father who wants to see me, but Mr. Zhang Liang, Minister of the Ministry of Industry, who wants to see me."
Lu Yao felt like he was about to faint. How could Miss Hou's matter be involved in Zhang Liang's body?
He was confused at first, but after thinking about it for a while, Lu Yao quickly understood the reason.
Who among the people working in the imperial court has not heard that Zhang Liang, Minister of the Ministry of Industry, and Zhang Damanbao Chang'an City's slum reconstruction plan.
Mr. Zhang's life and death now depends entirely on that incident.
Slum reconstruction is a project of Mobai Qianzhuang.
Mobai Bank is also the property of Bai Song Dynasty.
Naturally, Master Zhang and Bai Song are strongly bound.
But why did it come to Miss Hou’s head?
What does the matter of those ministers have to do with a little girl?
Lu Yao still had one last point that he couldn't figure out.
Later, Miss Hou explained to Lu Yao: "My father never explained the reason, but his intention was to take this opportunity to bring Mr. Zhang's daughter and Bai Song together."
"What Miss Hou means is that if I bring Bai Song out, Master Zhang Liang's daughter will also come to the party?"
"That's what it means."
"Father knows that you have a close relationship with Bai Song, so he has turned a blind eye these days and allows you to come and go as you please. Why don't you invite Bai Song here, and let's see if father will kick you out of here?"
Upon hearing this, Lu Yao frowned even more and nodded quickly: "No problem, I'll go ask Bai Song for the time and place."
"Tomorrow morning, see you at the Yong'an River ferry in the southwest outside the Imperial City."
…
At this moment, in the house of Master Zhang, Minister of Industry.
Several maids were kicked out of the young lady's yard, and the young lady's room was abuzz with random thoughts.
Bronze mirror, rouge, round stool, ceramics...
Various objects were smashed to pieces.
Miss Zhang's makeup was stained with tears, and she threw herself on her bed, crying sadly: "I won't go, I won't go..."
How humiliating is it that the youngest daughter of the dignified Minister of Industry is reduced to selling her looks to please men?
Zhang Yuhan never imagined that such a thing would happen to him.
Saying that his daughter was making trouble at home, Zhang Liang put aside his official duties and hurried back.
Just then, he saw a pillow fly into the courtyard and land at his feet.
Zhang Liang's face instantly darkened, and he snorted coldly: "It's not appropriate!"
Zhang Liang didn't say anything and went directly into his daughter's room.
Zhang Yuhan, who was crying, thought that another servant of the family was coming, so he changed his body and was about to throw something at the door.
There was a pillow raised above his head, and Zhang Liang scolded: "You're so presumptuous!"
As soon as he heard his father's voice, Zhang Yuhan slumped beside the bed like a deflated rubber ball and put down the pillow. He felt wronged and scared, and wanted to cry but dared not.
Everyone in Shangshu Mansion knows.
My master is a good man in the court, and no one dares to offend him.
But it was different when he returned home. He was very strict and everyone was afraid of him.
Even my own daughter is no exception.
Zhang Liang came to his daughter with a sullen face, pointed at the mess in the room and glared at her, then raised his hand and slapped her.
There was a snap.
A five-finger mark was left on Zhang Yuhan's face.
The little girl was only sixteen or seventeen years old, and was the youngest in the family. She would burst into tears whenever her mouth was flat.
But Zhang Liang sternly scolded: "You're still crying?!"
The little girl trembled for a while and tried not to make any sound.
"Even if you demolish this house today, you will go to see Mr. Bai tomorrow! Let me tell you, the lives of the whole family are now in Bai Song's hands. If he is a little negligent, there will be problems in the reconstruction of Chang'an City.
, My official title is a small matter, but the consequences for dozens of members of my family are a big matter."
"Dad, aren't you a second-rank official in the imperial court? Why do you want to please a little prince-in-law?"
"What does rank mean? Life and death are not a matter of the emperor's thoughts. Your father has placed all his hopes in Bai Song. The Zhang family and the Bai family must be connected, otherwise your father will not be able to be stable for a day."
"But...but my daughter doesn't like him at all...he is the consort and already has a wife."
"He is not an ordinary prince-in-law. Even the emperor will condone his lack of rules. It doesn't matter whether you can enter the Bai family's door. As long as you can capture his heart, he will be more distracted by the affairs of the Zhang family."
"Dad...you want your daughter to be...when..."
The little girl didn't know how to describe her identity, she was just infinitely aggrieved and tears rolled down her cheeks.
"As a member of the Zhang family, you naturally have to sacrifice for your family. You should feel honored to have such an opportunity!"
"Dad, is Yuhan still your daughter?"
Zhang Liang took a deep breath, remained silent and did not answer, and whispered: "Dad, I just want to ask you the last thing, are you going to see Bai Song tomorrow?"
Zhang Yuhan wiped her tears, looked out the window absently, and nodded: "Since the father wants his daughter to sacrifice, then she should go."
Zhang Liang turned around and saw the maids outside: "Come in and dress up the lady. Try on a few more looks. Remember to dress up more gorgeously."
After saying that, Zhang Liang left his daughter's room.
Also coming with Mr. Zhang was Jiang Zheng.
Because of Bai Song's relationship, Jiang Zheng's status in the Ministry of Works soared, and now he has become a close confidant of Mr. Zhang.
Even such highly public family matters were clearly heard by Jiang Zheng.
Jiang Zheng was really shocked by Mr. Zhang's behavior at home.
Who would have thought that the good old Mr. Zhang would be so domineering and ruthless at home, and would even want his own daughter to be a concubine for others.
No, this is not even a concubine, she is simply a wild woman.
This is the daughter of the Minister of Industry, no one would believe it even if it were spread.
Zhang Liang returned to Jiang Zheng and smiled: "Mr. Jiang will laugh."
Jiang Zheng was thinking about it and found an opportunity when no one was around. He stepped forward and whispered: "Sir Zhang, I don't know whether I should say something or not?"
"Master Jiang, it's okay to say so."
"According to what I see, your Excellency is too ruthless towards your daughter...and this matter...listen...it doesn't sound good to me, it's very bad."
Zhang Liang smiled and patted Jiang Zheng on the shoulder: "Master Jiang, you are worrying too much. I am not such a ruthless person. Although what happened today is ruthless, it also creates opportunities for my precious daughter."
Zhang Liang smiled mysteriously: "According to my understanding of Bai Song, although Bai Song is lustful, he is also passionate about love. Although my Yuhan is extremely beautiful, it is very difficult for Bai Song to really like him. Bai Song
Song's willingness to build houses and buildings for the poor people shows that he is a sympathetic person. What I want to do is just to take advantage of Bai Song's sympathy. Only by forcing Yuhan to a dead end will Bai Song's sympathy be aroused.
Nothing will happen when they meet tomorrow, but Bai Song will definitely know what happened to Yu Han, and Yu Han will also learn about Bai Song's amazing talent. One out of sympathy, the other out of appreciation, although it is not love, but all
