Wei and Jin cooks

Zhao Hanzhang raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but lean over, "What did you say?"

Fu Tinghan turned his head slightly to avoid her sight, "It's nothing."

Zhao Hanzhang looked up at him and frowned when he saw that his ears were thin and red, "Professor Fu, are your wounds serious? Do you have a fever?"

"No," Fu Tinghan sat back on the bench and changed the subject, "I haven't corrected my accent yet, so I can't speak. What excuse do we have to find to practice elegant English together?"

Zhao Hanzhang thought for a moment and said, "I will do this. You just need to nod when Fu Zhongshu asks for your opinion."

"Fu Zhongshu?"

"That's your current grandfather," Zhao Hanzhang glanced at the confused Fu Tinghan, "You should remember it, this is the Western Jin Dynasty, your grandfather Fu Zhi is now the Central Secretary of the Jin Dynasty, and our two families are discussing marriage."

Fu Tinghan looked strange, "Me and you?"

Zhao Hanzhang nodded.

Fu Tinghan murmured, "It's quite a coincidence."

Zhao Hanzhang nodded, "It's quite a coincidence."

Fu Tinghan's face turned red after being stunned for a moment, and he turned his eyes away uncomfortably, "You..."

Just as he was about to ask something, the housekeeper trotted in and said, "Da Langjun, the master is back."

Fu Tinghan looked at Zhao Hanzhang.

Zhao Hanzhang smiled and said: "I'm going to see Fu Zhongshu."

Fu Tinghan stood up and followed.

Seeing this, Zhao Hanzhang turned to look at him, "Are you going too?"

Fu Tinghan didn't speak, just nodded.

Zhao Hanzhang did not refuse and asked the maid to carry her to the front hall.

Fu Zhi had just returned from Zhao's house. When he entered the house, he heard that there were guests at home. The Wang family's eldest son, Siniang, and Zhao Sanniang came to see Fu Changrong.

Fu Zhi is an elder, and even if he has friendship, it is with Wang Yan, and he is not familiar with his children. As far as he knows, Chang Rong and Wang Xuan are very different in age, and they are not people who play together. Their friendship is shallow, let alone There was no unexpected news about Fu Changrong's return to Beijing, and even some relatives and friends didn't know about it.

Think on your toes and understand why they come.

Fu Zhi went directly to the main hall, but did not see Zhao Sanniang.

Wang Xuan was sitting cross-legged under the window, enjoying himself, and said to his anxious sister beside him: "You've been spinning for half an hour, aren't you tired?"

"It's been half an hour, why don't you think they've finished talking yet?"

"Isn't this great?" Wang Xuan was very happy, "It's not good if it ends quickly. The longer they talk, the more they like each other. The man is in love, the daughter is interested, and the family is interested in marrying Qin and Jin. The timing is right. The location is conducive to the people, it’s so touching, why aren’t you happy for them?”

Wang Siniang stepped onto the table in one step and sat down opposite him, "But Fu Changrong hurt his head, and he doesn't know what will happen in the future. Besides, how can he compare to his brother?"

Wang Xuan coughed violently, and the already spicy wine made his throat even more burning. It took him a while to stop coughing, "You, please stop messing around."

"Brother, if you don't get married, you really won't be able to find a good wife. Although you are good-looking, talented, and have a good character, you are old, and Sanniang just dislikes your age."

The corners of Wang Xuan's raised lips dropped, and he said seriously: "I am mature, who told you that I am older? You don't know the style, don't talk nonsense."

While they were bickering, Wang Xuan saw someone coming in from the corner of his eye. Wang Xuan quickly stood up, straightened his sleeves and walked to the door. He bowed and saluted, "Well, Fu Zhongshu is well."

Fu Zhi stopped and smiled slightly, "It's the eldest husband of the Wang family. Stop being polite and sit down in the room to talk."

He glanced around the room and saw that there were only servants waiting around. He couldn't help but frown, "It's my fault that I failed to entertain the distinguished guests properly. Please come and make tea and serve snacks again."

Wang Xuan hurriedly said: "You guys came here uninvited. It's rude."

While they were talking, another person came to the front hall. Fu Zhi looked out the window and saw Zhao Hanzhang sitting on the chariot at a glance. His grandson was walking beside the chariot with a smile. He didn't know what Zhao Hanzhang said. , he raised his head and smiled at the other party, the sunlight reflected on his face, which was almost as white as jade in the sunlight, and his whole body exuded joy.

Fu Zhi was stunned.

He and his grandson had not seen each other for five years. When they met again this time, he lost his breath when he was brought back, and the imperial doctor asked him to prepare for the funeral.

He didn't know how he spent the past five years in Chang'an, and what kind of hardships he experienced from Chang'an to Luoyang. But since he woke up, he was silent, neither happy nor angry, and only had a sense of joy all over his body. I feel anxious, as if I want to leave here.

Fu Zhi saw such a pure smile on his face for the first time in so many days.

Fu Zhi's heart gradually calmed down and he began to think deeply. If he went to his old friend to propose marriage at this time, he wouldn't be beaten out, right?

Fu Zhi thought and stood up with a smile.

Zhao Hanzhang was carried in. She was about to salute, but Fu Zhi stopped her and said, "Sanniang, there's no need to be polite. Come quickly, take Sanniang to the couch and sit down."

Zhao Hanzhang hurriedly stopped him, "My leg injury is not very serious. I can barely walk now. How can I be so rude in front of my elders?"

Everyone declined for a while, but in the end Zhao Hanzhang helped Ting He's hand and moved it to the mat. Because she had a leg injury, Fu Zhi had someone bring a low stool and put it on the mat for her to sit on.

Fu Tinghan consciously sat down on the other side, and then he sat down. Seeing everyone turning to look at him, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhao Hanzhang doubtfully.

Zhao Hanzhang lowered his voice and said: "This is your grandfather's position. You sit opposite me..."

Fu Tinghan stood up, turned around and stood opposite her.

Fu Zhi smiled awkwardly at Zhao Hanzhang, "Da Lang has had some problems with his memory since he was injured. He can't remember many things, so the rules and etiquette are also a bit lacking. But don't worry, there is nothing wrong with his mind. , all of which can be relearned.”

It should be no problem, I could still listen to Zhao Hanzhang just now...

Fu Zhi turned around and asked Wang Xuan to sit down, and he sat down on the main seat.

Wang Siniang sat behind Wang Xuan, using the cover of her brother's body to wink at Zhao Hanzhang.

In front of his elders, Zhao Hanzhang was extremely serious and pretended not to notice.

She said to Fu Zhi with a serious face: "I saw Mr. Fu Dalang during the melee at the city gate. I thought I was just taking a look, but I didn't expect that Mr. Fu Dalang was actually back."

She glanced at Fu Tinghan opposite and said: "This is also our fate. Unfortunately, I also hurt my head. I had memory loss before, but I have slowly recalled something in the past two days. I heard that Fu Dalangjun also has the same disease. , I wonder if Fu Zhongshujie would mind if we two treat him together, maybe he can get better faster."

Fu Zhi smiled so hard that his eyes rolled, and he quickly said: "I don't mind, I don't mind." As long as your grandfather doesn't mind.

Fu Zhi glanced at Fu Changrong and felt that this grandson was blessed. He and Zhao Hanzhang smiled and said, "How do you plan to treat him?"

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