Chapter 47 Gossip
There is a ten-day holiday during the New Year. During this period, the capital city is decorated with lights and is very lively. The streets and alleys are either filled with peddlers, acrobatics and fireworks. Zhu Yuhuan had nothing to do in the palace, so when he was free, he took his sister and brother out of the palace to find Xu Wangzhi.
"Xiaoyu is going out for the first time, so you have to hold on to your second sister's hand. Got it?"
Zhu Yuhuan couldn't help but laugh at Zhu Youtong's serious warning to Zhu Qiyu. He said, "Don't let yourself run away and leave Xiaoyu and me behind."
Zhu Youtong snorted and said proudly: "This is not the first time for me to leave the palace. I am very experienced. Don't worry, sister. I will definitely take good care of myself and Xiaoyu."
Zhu Yuhuan couldn't do anything about her, so he said to Zhu Qiyu, "Don't run around by yourself for a while. Follow your sisters, okay?"
Zhu Qiyu nodded seriously, like a little adult, and said, "Mom told me that when I go out, I must listen to my elder and second sisters. I can't run around, don't talk to strangers, and I must hold my sisters' hands."
He was dressed in a bright red tuxedo, and because he was in the car, he was not wearing a hat, revealing his bald head. He looked like the fat baby in the New Year pictures that Zhu Yuhuan had seen before.
The more Zhu Yuhuan looked at him like this, the more amused he found it. He reached out and pinched his little face, saying, "You have a good memory. You remember everything clearly. Your second sister doesn't have to worry about you."
Zhu Qiyu was clearly still young, but he was the polar opposite of his similarly aged Zhu Qizhen. He seemed naturally quiet, making it hard not to tease him. If Zhu Qiyu hadn't grown up under her watch, Zhu Yuhuan would have suspected that her younger brother was a fellow villager who had traveled through time, or perhaps a reborn messenger of revenge.
Zhu Qiyu mumbled, "My mother and Mr. Cheng both taught me to be humble and learn from those who are better than me..." He frowned, thought seriously for a moment, and said, "This is called emulating the virtuous and choosing the good."
"Seeing virtuous people, we should emulate them; choosing good things, we should follow them..." Zhu Youtong repeated this several times, trying to recall it, and muttered, "I think I learned this before, why can't I remember it..."
Zhu Yuhuan couldn't do anything about her and said, "How come you forget what you learned? You're not like this when you read gongche notation normally..."
Seeing that his sister was about to explain the allusion to him, Zhu Youtong interrupted hurriedly: "We finally got together to play, sister, please stop showing off your knowledge——"
Zhu Yuhuan's words were all blocked by his sister. He could only touch Zhu Qiyu's little bald head and said, "Our Xiaoyu has learned so well. If you meet someone selling tiger eye candy later, I will reward you with some candy."
"good--"
Seeing this, Zhu Youtong chuckled and said, "Let's go to the market. There must be a lot of fun things to do during the New Year. I've been there several times with my sister, so I'm familiar with it." After saying this, she took out her purse and said proudly, "I learned my lesson this time and specially prepared a lot of change. It will definitely be enough for us."
Zhu Yuhuan was amused by her and said, "With the income from the teahouse, why would we need Princess Yongqing to spend money?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Zhu Qiyu also took out a purse from his arms and said, "Mother also asked me to bring it."
Now they were two against one, and Zhu Youtong said proudly, "Sister, you see, your money is yours, and ours is ours. Of course, we can't mix them up. Sister has paid for it several times, so I can't let you pay all the time, right? It's my turn to take you out to play."
Zhu Yuhuan was a little amused, but seeing how serious the siblings were, he said, "In that case, I'm counting on you two today."
"good."
The carriage stopped at this moment, and Xu Wangzhi's voice came from outside, saying, "How come you're here so quickly?"
Zhu Yuhuan opened the curtain with one hand and saw Xu Wangzhi still there arranging his clothes. He said with a smile, "Just take your time to dress up. Why are you in such a hurry?"
A passerby saw Xu Wangzhi and asked, "Little Doctor Xu, are you going to the market?"
Xu Wangzhi smiled and greeted him, then stepped onto the carriage, sat opposite Zhu Yuhuan, and said, "I'm afraid you'll be waiting too long. Zhong'er has been at the mansion lately. I heard that the British official is looking for a wife for him. It would be best if they could get married right after the New Year."
Zhu Yuhuan was a little surprised, but then she thought, Zhang Zhong is also of marriageable age, and Zhang Fu is not young either. For the sake of the family title, they should also get married and start a family sooner. She handed the warm hand warmer to Xu Wangzhi, indicating that she should warm her hands.
Zhu Youtong was even more knowledgeable than Zhu Yuhuan, and without hesitation, he asked curiously, "Have you decided on the matchmaking?"
There's no way around it, once it involves weddings and funerals, it's all gossip that everyone likes to hear.
Xu Wangzhi shook his head and said, "Although his leg has recovered a lot, there are still some sequelae. You can see that he staggers a bit when he walks. Although the Duke of Yingguo is a high-ranking official, it is still uncertain whether Zhong Ge'er can inherit the title. Moreover, the Duke of Yingguo's wife is not young anymore. Who would be willing to take such a risk..."
Zhu Yuhuan also understood this and said, "So..."
Xu Wangzhi sighed and waved his hand, saying, "If you want to be a good match, it's probably impossible..."
Zhu Yuhuan thought about it and immediately understood.
Zhang Zhong will not be able to inherit the title and serve the country in the future, so Zhang Fu can only choose a grandson to inherit the title like the Xue family did. However, due to Zhang Zhong's own defects, he cannot marry a wife of equal status, so he can only choose from a lower class. However, once this happens, another possibility will inevitably arise. The status of the future grandson's mother is too low, and even if he submits a memorial to inherit the title, the emperor will most likely not agree.
In addition, another method is to adopt a child to the Duke of England, so that there is a safe way to continue the title.
However, Zhang Fu’s closest blood relatives now are the sons of his two younger brothers. However, Zhang Fu has an average relationship with his two younger brothers, let alone letting his younger brothers’ sons inherit his title. If he is gone in the future and his sons are bullied, who can he turn to for justice?
Whether it is the emperor or the ministers, they all cannot avoid worrying about future generations.
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