Chapter 10: Although the beautiful husband is weak, he is still a bit strong-willed...
But now, this useless piece of shit is himself.
Besides, my wife also said that he looks better when he is quiet...
Zhang Min could only suppress the inexplicable grievance and unhappiness in his heart, and try again: "My wife, scholars also need to practice archery and charioteering, I..."
Most scholars are not that weak.
If he is really that weak, he would be exhausted to death halfway during a business trip. How could the court take a liking to such a person and give him an official position?
Even with his sick body, the fox was still able to shoot and kill the enemy!
As for whether it looks good or not, when he is fetching water, his wife can rest in the house, not seeing how tired he looks, and wait until he has finished tidying up before appearing again.
"I know." Ye Jindian gently took the burden off his shoulders and put it aside. She held his wrist and said gently, "It's just that you encountered the thief yesterday and knocked him down. You must have been tired, right?"
The water was really too heavy. Her husband was so delicate and fragile. What would happen if he was crushed?
Zhang Min: “…”
No, he wasn't tired, but he couldn't say that truthfully.
My wife has mentioned time and again her preference for weak scholars. If she knew I was a man of both literary and martial prowess, as strong as a bull...
He lowered his eyes to glance at the hand that was holding his without any hesitation, and his eyes flickered for a moment.
"Husband and wife are one body, why bother with these little things." Ye Jindian looked up at his eyes, her peach blossom eyes curved downwards, and she said deliberately, "Could it be that you are worried about me? Are you afraid that I will be lazy?"
Zhang Min subconsciously retorted: "I didn't..."
How dare he?
"That's fine. Besides, the miracle doctor told me to move more. How can you steal my work?" Ye Jindian held his hand and shook it. Her body swayed slightly, and the two ribbons with pearls on the back of her head also fluttered slightly.
The girl rarely showed her cuteness, and the swaying ribbon seemed to tickle his heart.
Zhang Min hesitated for a long time, completely unable to withstand it.
While he was confused, Ye Jindian picked up the shoulder pole and bucket and slipped out.
Zhang Min: “…”
He gently placed his hand on her wrist, feeling the remaining warmth, and stared at her fading figure.
"chug--"
The veins in the palm of his hand were beating rapidly, and on the back of his clenched hand, blue veins emerged from the cold, thin white skin, winding unrestrainedly like wild grass.
“Tsk tsk.”
Suddenly, there was a smacking sound from the wall.
Zhang Min didn't look back. He just casually hooked the stone with his toes and swept it over.
When she turned around, the hem of her white dress fluttered and spread out like apricot blossoms blooming in an instant, swaying in the wind on the branches, looking exceptionally light and beautiful.
The trees in the courtyard are newly grown in spring, and a thin layer of frost covers the tender green leaves.
The hem of the clothes brushed past, and the thin frost trembled and rolled down. In the clear gray morning light, it splashed and shattered, creating scattered spots of brilliance, embellishing the plain clothes.
Even though they are both men, Li Wuji couldn't help but sigh in his heart -
As expected of His Majesty, he ordered that a mask must be worn during battle to avoid damaging the beautiful appearance of the Jade-faced General.
Look at this face and figure, he doesn't look like an ordinary person at all.
But he still didn't let him go: "Who would have believed that our Right Prime Minister, who is jokingly called the 'God of Killing' by the people, is actually such a crazy and innocent man."
It's just a touch on the hand, look at what he has accomplished.
"What's your business? Why are you so idle? Has His Majesty taken away all the left and right military marquises under your command, and has he found other generals to take charge?"
Li Wuji reached out and plucked the bamboo stick that was sticking out from the wall, holding it in his mouth. "You don't have to worry about this, Right Prime Minister. You've taken leave to recuperate. As a colleague, how can I not have the nerve to cause the Prime Minister some worry?" He jumped down from the wall and pulled out a letter from his bosom. "Your Majesty asked me to deliver a letter."
Zhang Min looked at him suspiciously and reached out to take it.
There was nothing written on the envelope, only an apricot blossom, which can be seen everywhere in spring.
He opened it and unfolded the letter——
I have heard that Zimei, under the name Baishi, stayed in an ordinary family and won the favor of his young daughter. I am very surprised, very happy, and very pleased. I will go there with the Queen some other day.
Zhang Min: “…”
Now even His Majesty is teasing him, right?
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The other end.
Ye Jindian carried her load and ran to the well at the end of the street to fetch water. As she passed the narrow alley leading to the long street, she bumped head-on into Wulang from next door.
She is used to smiling and saying hello to people.
The other party seemed to be in a very good mood, and he politely returned the greeting, looking half refined and half elegant. There was no trace of the introverted air of a craftsman, nor the open and straightforward attitude of the past.
Ye Jindian glanced at the sachet embroidered with auspicious clouds in gold thread on the other person's waist, as well as a set of translucent jades, and seemed to understand something.
But she didn't think too much about it.
For businessmen, it is not uncommon to become rich overnight, and it is also normal for them to be beaming with joy when they are proud.
She filled the jar with water and then went into the kitchen to work.
Zhang Min wanted to go in and help several times, but she sent him away with various excuses. Apart from reading a book and pushing the firewood, she didn't let him do anything else.
It's like—
He is like a delicate flower that cannot withstand wind, frost, rain and snow.
Zhang Min felt depressed and flipped through the book all night, trying to find the other side of the weak scholar from the words.
Unfortunately, except for the bed, the weak scholar is of little use in the story. He can't even do a small thing like helping his wife quarrel, and she has to roll up her sleeves to fight, which is a very harsh demonstration of what it means to be a "white-faced scholar".
He was so angry that he wanted to throw the book away.
Thinking that Ye Jindian liked this, he forced himself to continue watching.
Not only did he read storybooks, but he would also stare at anyone who had anything to do with "weak" or "scholar" when he saw one, and whenever he saw a scholar when he went out, or when he returned home and met a civil servant who came to report on official business... He would stare at anyone who had anything to do with "weak" or "scholar", and when someone looked at him, he would quickly look away as if nothing had happened.
His face is really deceiving, and many people have recently felt a chill on their backs, but they can't find the source, so they can only attribute it to the fact that the world has just been settled, and wronged souls are everywhere, and they need to be appeased.
As a result, the emperor, who was eager to see Zhang Min's excitement, had to busy himself with the sacrificial ceremony first.
The days pass by in a flash.
Zhang Min hasn't found a good way to prevent his wife from being disgusted, but he also understands that scholars are sometimes not so weak.
He could only rush to do more work and act according to her expression. If she frowned, he would let go immediately and never persist in testing her.
His obedient appearance like a rabbit made Ye Jindian feel pity for him countless times. She wanted to rub his head and tell him:
In fact, she didn't mind whether he was weak or not. He had that face, and for someone like her who cared about what she saw, that was more important than anything else!
Looking at the dark circles under the other person's eyelids, his head nodding as he burned the fire, and the book he always held in his hands, she sighed inwardly.
Although the beautiful husband is weak, he is still quite strong-willed.
She didn't want to attack him, so after breakfast she thought, maybe she could go into the mountains and hunt a pheasant to nourish him?
In Bishan Town, the nearest mountain seems to be Dongshan.
There are many Taoist temples and monasteries in the east of Dongshan, which is a good place for outing and enjoying the scenery; however, there are piles of weeds growing wildly in the west of Dongshan, which is often used by hunters to supplement their meals.
Not long after.
Zhang Min, who was working in the prime minister's residence, also received a tip-off from Cang Ying, saying that the person who instigated the Liu army had been caught.
The two of them slammed their palms simultaneously, their eyes firmly looking towards the direction of Dongshan—
"Enter the mountain now!"
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