Chapter 11 Urging marriage has been around since ancient times!

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After leaving the Hou Mansion, Zhang Xiu walked towards a house not far away.

Although the Anguo Hou Mansion reserved a guest room for himself, Zhang Xiu bought a two-entry house near the Anguo Mansion and hired several servants and maids out of consideration for his aunt Zou. The outer rooms can be used as residences for oneself and as study rooms, while the inner rooms are for sister-in-law Zou to live in.

"Youwei is back!"

Hearing the sound, Ms. Zou came out of the inner room and saw Zhang Xiu walking through the door. A look of joy suddenly appeared on her delicate jade face.

"I've met Aunt Xiu."

Zhang Xiu said hello to Zou and handed the battle robe to the maid beside him.

"Yuzhu, tell the chef that the general is back and ask them to heat up the food quickly!" After giving instructions to the maid, Zou looked at Zhang Xiu with a smile, "Today I asked the kitchen to cook your favorite You need to eat more of the soy beef you eat soon. Martial arts training consumes the most energy, so it’s okay if you don’t replenish it.”

"Aunt Lao took the trouble."

"Are you still polite to Auntie?" Ms. Zou gave Zhang Xiu a sideways look and said angrily, "If you feel sorry for Auntie, get married and have children as soon as possible to leave a seed for the old Zhang family. In this way, Auntie and I will be underground from now on. When I meet your uncle, it would be nice to have an explanation and avoid your uncle’s complaints.”

Zhang Xiu touched his head and didn't answer, just "hehe" and giggled.

In his mind, he was still young and was not in a hurry to get married and have children, but building a career was the top priority. A true man should make his achievements on the battlefield instead of indulging in the bed.

However, he didn't dare to tell his aunt about this idea, otherwise he would be in trouble.

"Oh, you bastard...forget it, let's eat!"

When Zou saw Zhang Xiu's appearance, she didn't know what the boy was thinking. She glared at him angrily and pushed the beef in front of him.

While eating, Mr. Zou suddenly remembered something and asked aloud:

"By the way, Youwei, aunt saw that you were in high spirits when you came back. Could it be that something happy happened in the Marquis's residence? The young Marquis is getting married?"

Zhang Xiu was feasting on the beef with soy sauce. When Zou asked questions, he subconsciously replied:

"There is indeed a happy event in the house, but..."

When Zhang Xiu said this, he suddenly remembered Wang Pu's words in his mind and hurriedly closed his mouth.

"But what?" Ms. Zou asked, but she saw Zhang Xiu just shook his head, and suddenly felt a little angry. He raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Well, Zhang Youwei, why, what kind of big deal is this, do you want to hide it from my aunt?"

"Auntie, it's better not to ask any more questions." Zhang Xiu said with a bitter face.

"Hey, Axiu, now that you say it, Auntie, I'm even more curious."

Zou was a little annoyed and even called Zhang Xiu by his nickname.

"Aunt..."

Zhang Xiu's handsome face became even more bitter.

He didn't like the nickname given to him by his uncle Zhang Ji since he was a child.

It is said that Zhang Ji really wanted a daughter, but he had never had any children, so he gave his nephew Zhang Xiu the nickname "Axiu". In addition, Zhang Xiu was pretty when he was a boy, so it was easy to mistake him for a girl if you didn't look closely. .

Zhang Xiu hated this nickname so much that he beat up the guy who used "A Xiu" to make fun of him.

But now, facing Zou, his only elder, Zhang Xiu could only smile bitterly.

In the end, Zhang Xiu had no choice but to compromise, briefly talked about the matter, and told Ms. Zou not to talk about it to others, and Ms. Zou naturally agreed.

However, after dinner was over and everyone returned to their rooms, Zou sat beside the bed and frowned in thought.

Finally, she made up her mind, found a pen and paper, and started writing by candlelight.

It's quiet at night.

A cry like a night owl suddenly sounded.

Soon, a black shadow fell from the sky and landed outside the window of Zou's boudoir.

"Crunch."

The moment the window was gently pushed open, a black shadow flew into the room.

Just for a cup of tea, the window was opened again, the black shadow rose into the sky and disappeared without a trace, and the small courtyard returned to silence again.

All this did not alarm anyone.

…………

North bank of Jianing River.

Outside the heavily guarded military camp, Wu Yizhi got off his horse, then walked into the military camp and walked towards the Chinese army's tent.

"Yizhi wants to see the general!"

In the Chinese army's tent, Huang Jingming, who was sitting on the bed with a military book in hand and reading carefully, heard the noise outside the tent and said with a smile:

"Yizhi is back? Let him in!"

The guard who received the order stood aside and opened the door curtain for Wu Yizhi.

"Wu Jijiu, please come in."

Looking at Wu Yizhi coming in from outside the tent, Huang Jingming pointed to the chair next to him.

"sit."

"Thank you, General, for the seat."

As he said that, Wu Yizhi sat down on the chair without noticing anything.

Looking at the other person's expression of comfort and almost moaning, Huang Jingming said angrily:

"You kid, you're never polite to me. Tell me, how about the Taihe Mansion?"

"Hehe, luckily I lived up to my fate."

Wu Yizhi smiled and told Huang Jingming the contents of the agreement.

"You kid, you will benefit yourself!" After hearing this, Huang Jingming reached out helplessly and rubbed his forehead. "Since things are going well, I won't argue with you."

"General, you know this too." Wu Yizhi spread his hands and pretended to be helpless, "Although the low-ranking people at Zuijin Tower are frequent visitors, they are not much cheaper. The salary of the low-ranking people is basically filled there. This thousand The gold is enough to live there for half a year at most."

Wu Yizhi's words made Huang Jingming so angry that he blew his beard and stared.

"Hmph, if you want to follow me, you should find someone to tie up your mental ape. At your age, if there is nothing wrong with learning, go and learn from Mianhuasuliu!"

Although he, Huang Jingming, had an affair when he was young, he was not like a boy like Wu Yizhi, who used gold as gold instead of gold.

He is also planning to wait until a hundred years later to entrust this boy with his posthumous affairs!

"General, this humble position is just a hobby, and I can't change it."

Wu Yizhi chuckled, not taking his boss's words to heart at all.

"What do you want me to say about you?"

Huang Jingming pointed at Wu Yizhi, then sighed and said:

"Forget it, I'm going to get angry when I talk about you, kid. Let's not talk anymore. Going back to Taihe Mansion, I only met Zhao Yu when he was a child. How is he now? Also, didn't Zixin become the queen? Why did he end up with it? Became an imperial concubine?"

As he spoke, Huang Jingming's eyes gradually narrowed.

"Did you meet your opponent at An Guohou's mansion?"

When it came to business, Wu Yizhi's expression no longer had the playful smile before, but instead became extremely serious.

"The general's candle shines thousands of miles away. Yizhi did meet his opponent in the Marquis Mansion. Even these things were not discussed with the young Marquis, but with Wang Pu and Wang Wenbo. This young Marquis was young and energetic. , is not something to be afraid of, but Wang Pu cannot take it lightly."

"It wasn't with Marquis An Guo. In other words, the Wang Pu you said is a confidant of Mr. Zhao?"

Huang Jingming rubbed his chin, with a look of interest in his eyes.

"Can you bring him over for my use in the future?"

Wu Yizhi frowned and thought for a long time, then nodded and said:

"I don't have much confidence in my humble position, but I hope I'll give it a try."

"Well," Huang Jingming nodded, "There is no rush in this matter. It is not too late to wait until Zhao Xiaozi comes to Beijing and takes over the throne. Even if we cannot win him over, we must not let him be used by Zhao Xiaozi. As for sending cavalry Guard, I agree, let Fan Zhen lead a group of personal guards to escort you."

There are about a thousand of Huang Jingming's elite personal guards, all of whom he personally selected from the army. Not only are they not short of daily training resources, but they also ask Momen disciples to make tailor-made armors and weapons for them. Huang Jingming even collected the All the martial arts skills were awarded, and it cost nearly five million taels of silver to train. It was one of Huang Jingming's most reliable trump cards.

At one time, he sent a group of 400 people to escort Zhao Yu into Beijing, which shows that he attached great importance to this matter.

In addition, Fan Zhen, who leads this bodyguard, is an expert in the military. In terms of martial arts alone, Huang Jingming's subordinates are also strong players who sit second and look forward to one.

The two chatted for a while, and Wu Yizhi stood up to leave.

"Yizhi, everything in the army has been decided. You don't need to worry about it. You can rest for one night and go directly to Shenjing tomorrow morning. By the way, on the way, I will stop by Suining, the capital city of Yongquan Prefecture, to tell Zixin about the marriage. Let her prepare in advance."

When Wu Yizhi, who was about to step out of the tent, heard this, his feet suddenly softened and he almost fell to the ground.

If you go to see that little aunt, you might as well kill me...

Hearing the distant sighs outside the tent, Huang Jingming was in an unexpectedly good mood.

Sure enough, happiness will only transfer, not disappear.