bayedsolid Chapter 340 Zhuang Zhiyun’s Gift
Chapter 340 Zhuang Zhiyun’s Gift
When Shen Zheng took Fang Ziyan and Xiao Yuan out of the inn, it happened to be the time when the sun and the moon were changing. The sun and the moon were hanging high in the sky at the same time, adding a touch of mystery to the world.
"The last two bowls of wontons - we're done selling them, we're done selling them, we're done selling them -"
The Great Zhou Dynasty had never implemented a curfew, and most pedestrians on the street walked in groups, talking and laughing. There were also many vendors hawking their wares on the street, making the scene very lively.
After staying in the "land of gentleness" for more than half a minute, Shen Zheng only felt the fragrance lingering in her nose, which could not dissipate for a long time.
Those girls were so enthusiastic that she was afraid they would come over and bite her the next moment.
It was only after she had persuaded them and let them touch each of them that they were willing to let her go...
There were many pedestrians on the street and taking a car would not be fast enough, so Shen Zheng and Fang Ziyan simply walked.
"Wow! It's so lively!"
Fang Ziyan seldom came to Liuyang Mansion, and had never seen such a lively evening scene. He just looked around, extremely excited.
After a moment, he seemed to have thought of something, stepped back and asked:
"Sister Shen, it will be dark soon. Why don't we stay at the inn with Qianzhi and the others and visit the prefect tomorrow?"
Seeing that he was sincere, Shen Zheng mercilessly exposed his thoughts.
"You are such a heartless person. Your Uncle Yu cares about you so much that he would ask about you several times every time he wrote back. But you, on the other hand, have made a new friend and have forgotten about him."
Fang Ziyan scratched his head and chuckled.
"Then do you think Uncle Yu and the others have gone to bed?"
"Probably not."
Shen Zheng looked up at the sky.
"It's not too late now. Even if they have gone to bed, we should go to the gatehouse and knock on their door to let them know that we were here today."
Fang Ziyan said "oh" and nodded:
"I understand. The sooner we go to invite Grandpa Yu, the more sincere we will be. But... we were delayed on the way."
Shen Zheng put her hands behind her back and shook her head slightly.
"Saving Doctor Li is not a delay. We brought him here, so we have to make sure he is safe before we leave. Doctor Li is a rare talent. If possible..."
Fang Ziyan had guessed her thoughts long ago, and answered confidently: "You can definitely recruit Doctor Li to our county!"
"I hope so. We have to leave quickly, or it will really get dark."
The three people and the horse gradually blended into the bustling market.
......
A moment later, Xiao Yuan and Zhuifeng stood still.
He pointed to the brightly lit mansion ahead and said, "Sir, Lord Yu's mansion is just ahead."
Shen Zheng and Fang Ziyan looked up and saw that the mansion was extremely large, with two stone lions at the door with glaring eyes, looking lifelike.
What surprised them was that the door of Yu Mansion was wide open, lights were flickering on the lampposts next to it, and they could see occasional figures moving around in the mansion from the outside.
This is a clear gesture of welcoming guests.
The three of them were a little stunned. Fang Ziyan opened his eyes wide and said, "Sister Shen, this... this is waiting for us."
Shen Zheng's heart warmed.
It was clear that she had not replied, but Yu Zhengqing and the others understood her and believed that she would come today.
It was obvious that she came to ask for a favor, and the Yu family welcomed her seriously, which made her suddenly feel like a daughter-in-law meeting her parents-in-law.
Fang Ziyan patted his chest and sighed, "It was a close call. Fortunately I listened to you and came, otherwise Uncle Yu and the others would have waited in vain."
Shen Zheng took a deep breath, steadied her breathing, and stepped forward.
"Let's go. We kept them waiting. We need to apologize properly when we get in."
The concierge was told today to open the door and welcome people. If he didn't welcome people on one day, he would wait another day. He was ready to "return empty-handed" today, but who would have thought that he seemed to have waited for people?
I saw a young lady with great temperament and in her prime, striding over with a boy and a young man who looked like a constable.
Without even taking a closer look, he concluded that the woman in the lead was the one he was waiting for.
The doorman ran into the mansion, shouting as he ran:
"Here he comes, that person is here! Go and report to the master!"
Xiao Yuan opened his mouth wide when he saw this.
This was the largest and most magnificent mansion he had ever seen in his life.
Whether it was the bright lights, the stone lions at the door, or the spirited servants, they all made him feel like retreating.
But then I thought about it.
Xiao Yuan is Lord Shen's right-hand man, and who knows where he might go in the future. How could he be so timid when he came to the prefect's residence for the first time?
He encouraged himself in his heart and took out the martial arts posture he had practiced in the yamen.
When the three of them arrived at the gate of Yu Mansion, the doorman ran back panting and took the reins from Xiao Yuan.
The maid came forward, bowed respectfully, and said softly:
"Sir Shen, the master, the uncle, the lady, and the young lady have been waiting for a long time. Please follow me."
She led the way, feeling annoyed at her own incompetence and not daring to look up at Lord Shen.
Shen Zheng and the other two followed her, walking around the front hall, passing through the rockery, walking along the path through pavilions and towers, listening to the rustling of night insects, and arrived at a banquet hall.
She marveled at the size of the Yu Mansion. Even though the lights were bright along the way, she almost felt dizzy.
But this does not mean that the Yu Mansion is extravagant, but the specifications of a prefect's residence are such. If it were smaller, people would look down on it.
——Even in “Praise of the Humble Dwelling”, “humble” does not refer to the room but to one’s character and integrity.
The maid stopped, quickly looked up at Shen Zheng, lowered her head and said softly, "Master Shen, the two gentlemen, please come in."
As soon as Shen Zheng stepped into the banquet hall, she saw Yu Nanshu approaching like a little butterfly.
"Sister Shen! Come in quickly! Nan Shu misses you so much!"
She threw herself into Shen Zheng's arms, and even though she had been waiting for a long time, she had no intention of complaining.
Mrs. Yu, Zhuang Zhiyun, has an elegant temperament. She stepped forward and said in a gentle voice:
"Seeing is believing. I've heard about Magistrate Shen from my husband and father-in-law for a long time, but I haven't seen him for a long time. Fortunately, I finally saw him today. Come in quickly. When you come to the Yu Mansion, it's like coming home. Don't be shy."
Shen Zheng bowed with a smile.
"Junior greets Madam. I am late, I hope Madam can forgive me. Lord Yu and Lord Bo are both good teachers of mine. If Madam does not mind, you can call me by my name."
After hearing this, Zhuang Zhiyun's impression of her became even better.
These three people at home kept talking about Shen Zheng, Shen Zheng beside her every day. It seemed as if she, Zhuang Zhiyun, was the only one in the family who had never seen Shen Zheng in person, which made her feel that she was inferior to them for no reason.
Today! She wanted to let them know that she, Zhuang Zhiyun, could also win the favor of girls.
In Shen Zheng's confused eyes, she stepped forward, gently lifted Shen Zheng's left hand, and returned the bracelet on her hand to Shen Zheng.
"My dear child, since you are at home, I will call you Zheng'er, okay? This is our first meeting, so I don't have anything to give you, but this bracelet is perfect for you."
The jade bracelet was still stained with Zhuang Zhiyun's body temperature, and the heat had not yet subsided when it was put on Shen Zheng's wrist.
She was startled by the sudden closeness and raised her hand to take off the bracelet.
Zhuang Zhiyun pressed her hand down and pretended to be hurt:
"Just now she was still calling herself a junior, but now she refuses to acknowledge me as her aunt... Sigh, she even refuses to accept a small gift."