"Let's go out and greet him."
The old nanny beside her said, "Madam, the young master should be arriving soon. If he sees you like this, he will be sad. Also, the young master is very filial. If he sees you going out to greet him, he will feel uneasy."
Mrs. Zhang was anxious and wanted to see her son as soon as possible.
He sighed and said, "Well, it should be arriving soon anyway."
Zhang Tingyu came in shortly afterward.
"Your son greets his mother and pays his respects." With that, Zhang Tingyu knelt on the ground.
As soon as Madam Zhang saw her son, she couldn't help but shed tears. Looking at Zhang Tingyu, she pulled her up, saying, "Get up, get up. It's good that you're back. Talk to your mother properly."
Madam Zhang naturally showered him with affection, and Zhang Tingyu only returned to his own courtyard after finishing his meal.
Knowing that he would be returning soon, although the exact time was uncertain, Madam Zhang had already cleaned the courtyard spotlessly.
When Zhang Tingyu returned, it was already afternoon. After dinner, he was kept behind for a chat, and by the time he got back to his own courtyard, it was already dark.
So I didn't think about going to find Qiu Wen.
Qiu Wen is living in Niu Gulu Mansion, which is different from when she used to rule her own estate. If he really goes there, that would be terrible!
Qiu Wen received Zhang Tingyu's letter and knew that he had just returned and that his family must have made arrangements, so she was very patient. She had already waited for so long, and now that he had arrived in the capital, she didn't care about waiting another day or two.
The next day, after having breakfast, Zhang Tingyu came over to pay his respects to his mother.
"Tingyu! What are your plans this time you've come back?"
Zhang Tingyu said, "I plan to study at home for now, and make further plans after the imperial examination tomorrow."
Although he said he would make further plans, he knew in his heart that he would definitely go to Cangzhou, and it would be time next year. However, he did not intend to tell his mother about this.
Madam Zhang smiled and said, "It's good that you're staying. You're not getting any younger. I've met quite a few girls lately. Tell me what kind you like, and I'll arrange it for you."
Zhang Tingyu hadn't expected his mother to be in such a hurry, arranging his marriage as soon as she returned. His relationship with Qiu Wen hadn't been officially confirmed, so it was impossible for her to tell him now. He knew his mother's personality; although she wasn't a harsh person, she valued rules and regulations. If he wanted to be with Qiu Wen smoothly, he certainly couldn't tell her directly.
If Qiu Wen didn't have the Niohuru identity, he could have directly asked the Emperor for a marriage decree and told his mother that he had fallen in love with Qiu Wen at first sight, and his mother wouldn't have been able to say anything.
However, this arrangement is not the best or most appropriate one, and he needs to think about it further.
Zhang Tingyu thought for a moment and said, "Mother, I've just returned. You should let me rest for a few days. As for the marriage, I'm not in a hurry for now."
Mrs. Zhang was anxious!
She always felt that a person could only settle down after marriage, and that their heart would be more easily settled. She just didn't want her son to run away from home.
Madam Zhang's expression was not good: "Tingyu! You're not getting any younger, it's time for you to get married. Yes, I know you're busy, but it's precisely because you're busy that I want to find you a wife who can help you. I can't take care of you forever, so you should get married."
Looking at his mother's face, Zhang Tingyu really couldn't bring himself to refuse, but said, "Mother is right, but Mother, I have something to do recently, so let's wait a bit."
When Madam Zhang heard him say to wait a little longer, she thought to herself that this would not do, as who knows what would happen if they waited any longer.
Before she could say anything, Zhang Tingyu quickly said, "Mother, don't worry, I will never lie to you. I promise I will get married by next year at the latest."
Mrs. Zhang was somewhat satisfied after receiving his assurance.
"That works too, but you can't lie to your mother. You have to get married next year no matter what."
Zhang Tingyu said, "No problem, we will definitely get married next year."
Madam Zhang was finally relieved. However, despite saying that, she didn't stop thinking. After all, her son had said he would definitely get married next year. A daughter-in-law wouldn't just fall from the sky; she had to find one herself.
After expressing his determination, Zhang Tingyu went to his father's place.
After returning yesterday, he only spoke a few words with his father during dinner. He had originally planned to visit his father that night, but his mother sent him back to her own courtyard, saying that he needed to rest well after his journey.
Although Zhang Tingyu didn't feel very tired, his mother thought he was tired, so wouldn't he have to be tired?
After all, he hasn't been home for the past few years, which has caused his mother a lot of worry. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him unfilial. It would be good if he could make his mother a little happier.
Looking at his increasingly resolute son, Zhang Ying felt quite emotional. His eldest son was physically weak. Now that the imperial examination system had changed, his eldest son could participate, and his level was sufficient. However, he rarely left the mansion and had not had much training. While he could concentrate on his studies and theoretical knowledge, Zhang Ying knew that it would be difficult for him to become an official.
His current plan for his eldest son is to have him pursue a noble career, enter the Hanlin Academy, and teach people how to compile books, which is also Zhang Tingzan's forte.
Zhang Ying had discussed this with her eldest son, who was aware of his own situation and had no objections.
Zhang Ying knew that the next generation of the Zhang family depended on Zhang Tingyu.
He also loved his son, but he did not stop his son from going out to gain experience when he was still a teenager. It was something that had to be experienced, and the father and son had a tacit understanding on this point.
"I have met my father."
"You're here. Sit down and let's talk."
"yes."
Zhang Ying asked some questions about Cangzhou, but they were all about daily life. It wasn't that Zhang Ying didn't want to ask other things, but as Zhang Tingyu's father and the eldest prince's tutor, there were some things the emperor wouldn't hide from him.
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