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57(1/2)

Zhang Juling smiled and walked forward leisurely.

Of course, he is not helping with it for nothing, he is seeking the future.

Wang Zhiyuan is the eldest son of the Dingyuan Marquis' Mansion. When he became an adult, he only needed to inherit his title, but he also served as the commander of the Military Command Department. He was the fifth rank of the official position.

He is not very strong, but he is responsible for the public security and order in Kyoto... and is in a serious and real power.

If such a person has no ambition or scheming in his heart, he is afraid no one will believe it.

Zhang Juling always knew what he wanted, so he said, "...I want to subdue Wang Zhiyuan and let the entire Dingyuan Marquis Mansion be used for me."

He didn't have to hide anything from Yang Ruo, "Besides, as the chief minister of the cabinet, Yan Liang should not use disaster relief food as an excuse for whatever reason.

If Dingyuan Marquis’ Mansion adds 300,000 stones, it’s okay, but it can’t make up for it, what should the people who are affected?

Dead people are second. In the face of major disasters, there will usually be turmoil... and then the court will send troops to suppress them.

In the end, the people are the ones who suffer the most."

Zhang Juling didn't say further, thinking that he was not a good person, but he took the lives of tens of thousands of disaster victims to do the so-called revenge... He couldn't do it, and he felt cold.

The gentle breeze blows on the face and it feels very comfortable when blowing on people.

Yang Ruo had caught up with Zhang Juling and walked parallel to him.

At this moment, he paused and landed behind him.

"Shuzhi, you and I have the same temperament and ambitions. Although we have not played since childhood, we have a lot of friendship.

I want to ask you now, you really plan to go on the path of politics..."

Zhang Juling turned to look at him and replied quickly: "Yes."

The tone is still very gentle, but it shows the real desire for power.

For a moment, Yang Ruo even saw the unconcealed sharp edge in his eyes.

The sky is blue and blue, with a few white clouds floating scattered, leisurely and free.

Yang Ruo suddenly smiled, he was the one who asked this extra question.

My father had long said that Zhang Juling was amazing and would be a pity if he really didn't work in politics.

"good.

Then let us brothers develop the peaceful and clear sea together..."

Zhang Juling nodded slowly.

Time froze, and the sun shines on the two of them, as if there is light surrounding them.

Many years later, they all entered their sixties and experienced all the vicissitudes of the world, but whenever they think of this scene, they still feel very proud.

Shuming followed from afar, chatting with the servant who led the way.

"Have your prince married?"

The servant asked Shuming, "Which prince do you think is it?"

“Both have it.”

The servant smiled and said, "Not even there.

The eldest prince is too busy and doesn't care about getting married.

The second prince said that he didn't even look down on the women in Kyoto."

Shuming remembered Wang Zhiming who had just taken the door out, and said "hissed" and couldn't help but say, "Your second prince has such a high vision."

"Who said no, our marquis and wife are so anxious."

Zhang Juling and Yang Ruo were talking together, leaving the study room, walking out, calling the servant who led the way, and asked, "Where is the flower viewing banquet held?

My wife is here too, I want to find her."

The servant walked a few steps and spoke respectfully: "The mansion is big, and it's hard for you to leave. Follow the servant... and you will arrive after passing through a bamboo forest in front of you."

Yang Ruo looked at him with a smile, "You speak smartly."

The servant lowered his head and thanked him.

It is easy to walk with an acquaintance, and it takes less than half a cup of tea. A few people saw the hexagonal pavilion, with flying eaves and ridges towering into the clouds, surrounded by flowers of various colors. Groups of girls were sitting or standing, laughing and playing, and were very happy.

There was still a winding corridor, and Zhang Juling and the others stopped. After all, there was a difference between men and women, and it was not good to go there rashly.

Shu Ming saw Gu Han at first glance and pointed it at Zhang Juling, "Young Master, isn't that young lady?"

Gu Han was joking with Gu Xi, pinched a light yellow gardenia and pinned it on Gu Xi's hair bun. He also got up and smelled it: "...It smells so good."

Gu Xi's face turned slightly red, she went to pull her hand, and pinched a pink begonia to be worn by Gu Han.

Gu Han smiled and avoided, but was pulled around by Gu Xi.

The skirt, like snow and moonlight, was drawn into a circle, like a blooming white lotus.

"... After she married you, she became much more lively..." Yang Ruo also saw it and said to Zhang Juling.

He remembered that Miss Gu Liu was always sick, talked very little, and was more bored.

When I smiled, the sound was quite nice, like the wind blowing a silver bell.

Zhang Juling didn't say anything, his face was a little gloomy.

He originally wanted Shuming to call his wife over, but now he didn't care, so he started calling her: "Han'er."

"mean."

Yang Ruo muttered and turned around and talked to Deshun.

Deshun is the servant who serves him.

Gu Han was stunned by the shouting, and Gu Xi pinned the pink crabapple to her hair bun.

"Fifth Sister...you take advantage of others' danger."

Gu Xile covered his mouth with a brocade chew and said with a giggle: "It's really good."

Gu Han looked at her reluctantly.

But Gu Xi saw Zhang Juling and said to Gu Han: "Go quickly, my brother-in-law is here to find you."

Gu Han turned around and indeed saw Zhang Juling.

She whispered a few words to Gu Xi, and led the peach red and peach green out of the pavilion.

This time, I didn't care about everyone's eyes.

"Have you finished the work?"

Gu Han walked closer and asked Zhang Juling.

Zhang Juling said "um" and rubbed her hair. After looking at the pink begonia for a while, he praised: "You look very good when you wear it."

Gu Han looked up at him, thought about it, and then he realized what he was saying. He pursed his lips and his cheeks slowly turned red.

Taohong consciously pulled Taolu back a few steps and let the two of them talk.

"Have you seen all the flowers here?"

Gu Han nodded.

“Do you like it?”

Zhang Juling asked her again.

Most of them are ordinary flowers, but they have more colors, so they can't say they like it.

Gu Han thought for a while and said, "I like the osmanthus tree in my mother's yard very much. Not only is it fragrant when it blooms, it can also be made into osmanthus cakes and osmanthus dew..."

Yang Ruo laughed out loud when she heard the "Puchi". Miss Gu Liu was also an interesting person. Most women would say that they like the fragrance of flowers and the like. They also sounded elegant, but she became abducted to eat.

But he also likes it very much because the osmanthus cake is sweet and the osmanthus dew is also sweet.

Zhang Juling ignored Yang Ruo and said softly: "After I go back, I will ask the gardener to plant osmanthus trees in our yard. When the flowers bloom, you can do whatever you want."

Gu Han smiled.

Maybe I felt happy from the bottom of my heart, and the dimples on my cheeks were exposed.

Yang Ruo walked away, and he got goosebumps when he heard the two of them having sex with each other.

The two of them had a conversation and were about to go back.

Gu Han went to Gu Xi, Gu Qing said hello, and just followed Zhang Juling out, remembered Zhang Jusi and asked Taohong beside her: "Where is Miss Four?"

Taohong shook her head and said, "I have been following the young lady and didn't notice the fourth lady."

"...I went to the pavilion to look for it, and I said we were going back and asked her to go with her."

Gu Han explained to the peach red and peach green.

Wang asked her to come with Zhang Jusi, which meant that she would take care of her. She couldn't speak for herself when she went back.

Peach red and peach green bent, and turned around to find someone.
To be continued...
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