Winter is approaching, but the hearts of some people in Chang'an are full of spring.
There are several seasons in life.
Spring, summer, autumn and winter.
Spring belongs to young people.
They got married and gave birth to children in this season, and then they took on family responsibilities, worked hard, and entered the hot summer. After hard work, their careers were successful, their children grew up, and they ushered in the harvest autumn... Then they entered the period of relying on memories.
During the day, I have to worry about getting my shoes wet when peeing. At night, every time I get up, I go from being annoyed to being insensitive...
It’s okay to be depressed, the child gradually disobeys and spreads its wings, leaving you alone to recall those years of being a child, the ups and downs of those years, muttering to the person next to you: "Old lady, how long will it take for the child to come back next time?"
The old woman rolled up her quilt in disgust, "You stink, stay away."
oh!
Only then will you know that the sun has set.
The sunsets looked kindly at the energetic spring running around the world, and then turned their eyes, preparing to find suitable wives for them.
Therefore, the beautiful figure of the Imperial College was inevitably included in many people's plans.
"It's ready." Someone whispered.
"Yes! It looks more and more beautiful, but it's a bit colder."
"It doesn't matter whether it's cold or not, a man's whole body is warm and he will warm her up sooner or later."
"Yes! Men have fire."
"That's right, women are stoves and men are fire!"
A middle-aged man stood reservedly outside the Zhou family's gate, with several servants behind him holding gifts.
After a while, a steward came out and welcomed them in.
Zhou Zun was waiting outside the hall.
A middle-aged man salutes.
Zhou Zun returned the gift, then turned sideways and said, "Please!"
The middle-aged man nodded and went in.
"Tea!"
Zhou Zun sat down, with a smile on his fair face, "Brother Zhang has always been rare. By the way, my brother is guarding one side in southern Xinjiang. Will he return to Chang'an this year?"
The man was Zhang Chuyu, Zhang Chumao's brother. He gently stroked his beard and subconsciously looked at Zhou Zun, who was fair-faced and beardless, and a sense of pride surged out uncontrollably.
"Brother just sent me a letter a while ago. This year, the alien tribes in southern Xinjiang are causing trouble, so he won't be coming back."
Men in the Tang Dynasty regarded long beards as their beauty. The longer, thicker, and darker the beard was, the more beautiful it was.
Zhang Chuyu's beard is the standard for a handsome man. If he didn't have an ordinary face, he would be called a handsome uncle.
He glanced at Zhou Zun's face. Zhou Zun subconsciously touched his chin, but it was bare.
No beard, no man!
This is a kind of beauty standard in men's circle.
The servant came in to serve tea, and Zhou Zun's stiff hand fell from his chin.
"Drink tea."
Then he stopped talking.
"When I came in just now, I seemed to see flowers?"
Zhou Zun drinks tea.
"In this season, hundreds of flowers are still blooming in Zhou's home, which is really enviable!"
Zhou Zun drinks tea.
"Brother Zhou."
Zhou Zun looked at him with a look of realization on his face, "What did Brother Zhang say?"
Well!
Didn't you listen just now?
Zhang Chuyu smiled and said, "I heard that Brother Zhou has a beautiful flower in his family. I came here today just to ask if you have promised to her?"
Zhou Zun's eyelids began to twitch.
Steward Xie Yu stood nearby and couldn't help but look at Zhang Chuyu sympathetically.
Last night, the old family head, Zhou Zun's father Zhou Qin, who had been recuperating, suddenly asked about Zhou Ning's marriage.
Zhou Zun said that he was still looking for something, but Zhou Qin suddenly got angry and cursed An Ning for turning into an old girl, and you just thought of looking for someone now? It happened that the old man had just peed, and he threw the pot over overnight.
Poor husband, he took a bath all night.
When the cabbage at home is ripe, it will always attract countless coveted eyes.
But Zhou Ning is not betrothed to anyone else, and everyone knows that.
Zhang Chuyu smiled and added a bargaining chip to his purpose, "Brother Zhou knows that my elder brother has a son, Liulang Zhang Yuan. That child is quite studious and motivated, and my elder brother always praises him!"
He glanced at Zhou Zun, whose eyelids were twitching, and said, "The abbot has also met Liu Lang and praised him as an outstanding young man."
The four surnames of the family belong to the same family, and Zhang Chumao is the son-in-law of the father-in-law of the country. As soon as this relationship is established, they become a family. Moreover, Zhang wanted to imply that the father-in-law was brought in to discuss the marriage.
Zhou Zun, once the two families get married, the relationship between the Yang family and the Zhou family will take a further step.
There are five surnames in the family, and the Yingchuan Yang family has the exclusive name of the family. It is so powerful that it can be said that it is like the leader of the martial arts alliance.
Zhou Zun said calmly: "My father has to make the decision on this matter."
Zhang Chuyu stood up and said, "I just wanted to meet my uncle."
This uncle's scream was shameless.
Then the two of them went to the backyard, where Zhou Qin rested.
Zhou Qin, whose beard and hair were still black, was sitting on the couch with two maids beside him, one of whom was holding it and reciting it.
"... Jia Ping'an said dissatisfied: "Sister, Gao Yang is so domineering, I just scolded her a few times, why do you need to stand up for her?" A sister sneered, "Scolding? You said it was a whipping! A man beats a woman.
"You are really promising." Jia Ping'an blushed, "Sister, that's... that's..."
"Aye!"
Outside Zhou Zun asked to see him, "Zhang Chuyu, the brother of Duke Xu, asked to see him."
The maid looked at the old man.
Zhou Qin coughed dryly and said, "Read it!"
The maid continued to read: "Sister was surprised and asked: "What is that?" Jia Pingan just hesitated. Sister A was furious and asked the waiter beside her, "Have the beams been reinforced?" Jia Pingan's expression changed when he heard this.
Dramatic change, "Sister, I said."
Zhou Zun came in with Zhang Chuyu, and the two of them saluted.
Zhang Chuyu praised: "Duke Zhou is indeed a man among the gods!"
The maid continued to read: "Jia Ping'an said: "Sister, it was just... just fun in the room... It's just that I struck harder that day, but you can't blame me, it was Gao Yang who struck first... Sister
,Come here! Help, help...""
Isn't this a popular book in Chang'an recently?
The author is bold and dares to name it "The Broomstick of the Tang Dynasty".
The appearance of the novel made the people quite happy, but the genre and structure of the novel made the scholars and aristocratic families quite disdainful.
I didn't expect that the old man of the Zhou family would like him so much, but he also agreed with his current situation... He was so confused.
"Want to marry Aning?"
"Yes!" Zhang Chuyu smiled in apology.
Zhou Qin slowly raised his head, his somewhat dull eyes suddenly filled with anger.
He picked up the water glass at hand and threw it out.
call out!
The old man was a practitioner, so Zhang Chuyu decisively avoided him, but he was still splashed with tea.
"Gong Zhou, if you have something to say, Duke Zhou, you..."
Zhou Qin snatched the chamber pot from the maid's hand, and Zhang Chuyu was so frightened that he ran away.
Boom!
The chamber pot fell to the ground and shattered behind him.
Later, Zhou Zun sent him out with an apologetic look on his face, pointing to his temple, "Aye recently..."
I understand, my mind is a little confused.
It's common for people to become confused as they get older.
After sending Zhang Chuyu away, Zhou Zun went back again.
Zhou Qin had changed his clothes, and the maid beside him was still reading.
"Aye."
"Leaving?"
"yes."
Zhou Qin stroked his long beard and looked at his son's bare chin, feeling a little distressed, "A-Ning is old and there are many girls in the family looking for her. Firstly, it's because of the Zhou family's strength. Secondly, A-Ning is as beautiful as a fairy."
"
"Yes!" The father used vulgar adjectives such as "beautiful as a fairy" to describe his granddaughter, which Zhou Zun could only accept.
"The court seems to be peaceful now, but you have to know that the conflict between the emperor and the prince is irreconcilable."
"Yes, the prince just tolerated the hatred of seizing his wife."
"Not only that, the emperor doesn't want to establish a prince at all. He only thinks about the eternity. But people have a long life, so he can only suppress the prince while sending the two princes out to act as a check and balance."
"Yes." Zhou Zun said: "Ah, King Wei has little hope. The King of Yue has a weak reputation. They can form a check and balance between them. If they join forces, they can also form a check and balance with the prince. This emperor is full of
The brain is all about power."
"Yes! He's gone crazy." Zhou Qin sneered, "When the old guy crawling in ashes goes underground, Emperor Xuande and Emperor Wu will definitely want to beat him to death."
"Aye, Aning's marriage..."
"I'm thinking about it." Zhou Qin suddenly scolded: "What a piece of shit Zhang Chumao's son is, he dares to covet An Ning. Next time he comes to the door, just as I told him, beat him out!"
"Yes." Zhou Zun said with a smile: "Zhang Chumao relied on marrying the Yang family to become a successful man. His family has tasted the benefits, so they want to marry the Zhou family again. It is despicable for a family to rely on in-laws to make progress!"
Is Zhang Chumao’s son worthy of my husband’s Aning?
Today, he used his old father to send a signal to the outside world: it is not easy to marry Zhou's daughter, so don't come if you are not sure.
"With the situation in the DPRK and China being like this, Aning must be cautious about her marriage and remember not to get involved with the royal family."
"yes!"
Zhou Zun resigned.
"etc."
Zhou Qin stopped him.
"Aye." Zhou Zun turned around and stood with his hands tied.
Zhou Qin looked at his chin and said, "I was very charming when I was young, and Aning inherited my beauty."
Where do your words put me?
Zhou Zun wanted to say that Aning is my daughter, but he was worried that his father would be angry and take action, so he had to endure it.
"Dalang."
Zhou Qin's voice became softer, which warmed the heart of Zhou Zun who had been drinking all night last night, "Yeah."
"You...still don't have a beard?"
Zhou Zun's face was as red as a monkey's butt, "Yeah, it's not that it doesn't grow, it's just sparser, so I shaved it off."
"You're so pale and needless... It's quite inconvenient to go out, but I have a solution."
"Aye!" Zhou Zun was moved.
Zhou Qin was quite talented when he was young, but he was sick in middle age and often confused. For the sake of Zhou's face, he could only rest at home. But he is smart after all. When there are difficulties at home, it is very interesting to consult him when he is not confused.
A good idea.
"I have nothing to do at home. It's no use keeping my beard. After shaving it, I leave it to you and stick it to my chin. When I go out, my beard is fluttering. How free and easy it is... Dalang, Dalang..."
…
Zhang Chuyu had already left this 'high-end residential area', and people around him said, "Is the old man crazy?"
"I'm just pretending to be crazy." Zhang Chuyu said calmly: "I pulled the king's husband out, and Zhou Zun pulled out Zhou Qin who was resting. He gave me a cup of tea to stop me, and also told the outside world that those with insufficient status should not come to Zhou Qin.
He proposes marriage."
"Our family is not bad either."
"My elder brother is Duke Xu, but for a family like the Zhou family, our family's foundation is as shallow as a beggar's."
When the group arrived at Zhuque Street, they happened to see several dusty riders entering the city.
"He is the local messenger."
"It's the end of the year, and envoys from various places have arrived with local contributions."
Yang Xuan also came.
But the old man was lingering outside the city.
"Hey! Many years ago, I stood at the top of the city, looked at the great rivers and mountains, and said that I would definitely devote all my efforts to the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty in this life. In the blink of an eye, decades have passed, and I can't help but sigh."
Yang Xuan was thinking about Zhou Ning and said with a smile, "Let's go to the city."
"Why are you panicking?" The old man stood with his hands behind his hands. "Back then, there were more than ten people who swore an oath with me at the top of the city. Hey!"
Yang Xuan asked jokingly: "Your Majesty, where are those people? Have they all become the pillars of the country?"
Liu Qing smiled contemptuously, "The four of them were unhappy in their official careers and are now wasting their time. The three of them relied on flattering the powerful and are now in the Sixth Department. Five of them died of illness."
grass!
Yang Xuan was stunned, "It's too early."
But he ignored one thing. In this era, due to medical conditions, anyone who can live to Liu Qing's age can claim to have a long life.
Liu Qing sighed, "I have a poem."
Yang Xuan, who was eager to enter the city, could only listen attentively.
"It's not very appropriate here."
"There are some flaws here."
Liu Qing struggled a lot, and saw that the sun was about to rise above his head, and a carriage slowly left the city.
The carriage looked ordinary, with no decorations, but Yang Xuan took a closer look and praised: "It is made of rare and high-quality wood. This carriage is not simple."
Liu Qing coughed dryly and said, "Go to the city!"
Yang Xuan was overjoyed. He just took two steps and didn't hear Liu Qing coming. He turned around and saw...
Liu Qing looked at the carriage with his hands behind his hands, his eyes blurred.
The carriage drove slowly, blocking the view from the city gate.
The car curtain slowly opened, and a charming woman looked at Liu Qing carefully.
"Old."
Liu Qing smiled, "You and I are both old."
"The bitter cold in northern Xinjiang will make your hair and beard turn gray."
"But it can't dissipate the blood in my chest."
"You are still as high-spirited as before."
"You are still as beautiful as a flower."
"How have you been...in these years?"
"Okay. But..."
"But what?"
"How are you doing?"
"The days are like water, so calm that one feels despair. His early death freed me. I shouldn't say this, but I have no intention of getting married again in this life. Once is enough."
The entourage had already dispersed, and only Yang Xuan was not far away.
Hearing these words, Yang Xuan almost lost his temper.
The old man actually still has an old sweetheart in Chang'an?
The carriage drove away slowly, Liu Qing looked calm, "Did you hear that?"
"Heard something."
"Speak out and be beaten to death!"
"yes!"
Then he entered the city.
"Have a rest and go to the official department in the afternoon."
Yang Xuan made a fool of himself, saying that he had friends waiting for him, and quickly went to the Imperial College.
But he kept the old thief.
"Your Majesty, your husband has already arranged a place to stay and a place to eat."
Liu Qing hummed, "The palace will arrange your accommodation, but it's optional. Food is important. I haven't been back to Chang'an for many years, what's good to eat?"
"Mr. Lang has already sent people to prepare ramen noodles in Yuanzhou..."
"Go and taste it."
Yang Xuan arrived at the Imperial College.
"Yang Ming Mansion."
Menzi smiled and said, "Are you here to visit relatives?"
Yang Xuan ignored him and went straight to find Zhou Ning.
I happened to meet Bao Dong halfway.
"Hey! Zitai, when did you come back?"
"Just arrived."
"You came to see me as soon as you arrived. You are indeed a brother!"
After some pleasantries, Yang Xuan pretended to be casual and asked: "I'm not feeling well and I want to see Assistant Teacher Zhou."
Bao Dong said: "Then go quickly. If it's too late, I'm afraid I won't be able to see it."
Ah Ning!
Yang Xuan felt cold in his heart.
"It's said that Assistant Professor Zhou is getting married."
"Who to marry?"
"Didn't say."
"fart!"
"Zitai, what does this matter have to do with you?"
