My name is Chang An, your name is Gu Li

"But the name Zhang Ji'en sounds too obvious, doesn't it sound a bit weird? Why not remove the word "en" and change "ji" to "ji" to "continue", and name it Zhang Ji." Su Meng said.

"Isn't this name better? It's better to keep doing good deeds than to remember the favor. What do you think? Aiyu?"

Zhang Aiyu nodded and said, "This is good..."

But Chang An was a little uneasy. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Zhang Ji?!"

Su Meng and Zhang Aiyu both looked at Chang An, and then he asked, "Where are you from, Madam Zhang?"

"Ai Yu is from Xiangzhou. When he was a child, he fled to Chang'an City with his parents." Su Meng simply said this and stopped talking because Chang'an already knew the rest.

Chang An was a little messy now. He finally sat on the chair closest to him and put his hand directly on his face.

What did I do just now? How come the guy who wrote "A Night Mooring at Maple Bridge" just... "appeared out of nowhere"? No wonder he has no chance of success in the future. Now it seems that it was probably affected by his background.

"You are the child's mother. It is your freedom and choice to name the child whatever you want, but there is no need to say that he will be unforgettable forever." Chang An sighed and said.

"Besides, your maid has come to me. She said you are going to have a premature birth. Whether it's true or not, I will come to help. What if it's true?"

But at this moment, Chang An actually noticed that Zhang Aiyu's eyes were a little dim, and he seemed a little lost.

"If I must repay you..." Chang An raised his head and looked around. At this time, he saw the tablet placed in the middle of the room with his name engraved on it.

An idea suddenly occurred to him, and he said, "Why not add another portrait here? Just offering a plaque alone won't do much good. Adding a portrait will also let your descendants know what I look like. They can continue to burn incense for me, and they will have a deeper impression."

Zhang Aiyu then smiled and nodded, but her pale face looked a little scary when she smiled.

Su Meng came forward, hugged the little man in her arms, and said, "Do you want to try hugging him too?"

"Me? Can I?" Chang An looked at Zhang Aiyu, but Su Meng stuffed Zhang Ji into Chang An's arms without saying anything.

"You should learn to hold the baby first. Otherwise, what will you do if you don't know how to hold the baby when Li'er is born?" Su Meng said with a smile. At this time, when she looked up, she saw Gu Li, Huaiqin and several men standing at the door and watching them secretly.

"Come in, come in if you want." Su Meng said, "But remember to keep your voice down."

Several people nodded, and then tiptoed in. Gu Li was the first to come in front of little Zhang Ji. The four brothers Du, Cui, Zhang, and Zhao gathered around, looking at the baby with interest.

"Young Master Zhang is so cute..." Gu Li said in a low voice subconsciously for some reason.

Chang An smiled and whispered, "Xiaoguai will be very cute in the future."

But I don't know if little Zhang Ji was shy, but when he saw so many people surrounding him, he burst into tears. Chang An, who was holding him, was at a loss and looked up at Su Meng.

At this time, Qin Wenpo, who was resting in the yard, spoke up and said, "The child is hungry, it's time to feed him."

Su Meng took the child, and then came to Zhang Aiyu's bedside and handed the child to her. The onlookers such as Chang An also left tactfully, and even Su Meng followed them and left, leaving Zhang Aiyu alone in the room.

At this moment, Qin Wenpo stood up with the help of her son and called softly, "Marquis Dingkang."

After Chang An heard the voice, he turned around and looked at her, and responded politely: "Po Qin."

"I still need to register the new mother's household registration. Please tell me her identity and the child's name." Qin Wenpo said.

The household registration system in the Tang Dynasty was basically the same as that of modern times. Whether a child was born or a refugee entered the city, they had to register their household registration as soon as possible. After the birth of a child, everyone in the family was busy, and the midwives naturally wanted to earn an extra half ounce of silver to help register the child.

"This... I'm not very clear about this." Chang An didn't know Zhang Aiyu, so naturally he couldn't do this.

At this time, Su Meng stepped forward and said, "I know. I will accompany Qin Wenpo to the government office."

"Okay." Qin Wenpo nodded, then followed Su Meng away.

Then, Du Chengming stretched and said, "I'm hungry. I haven't had lunch yet."

"Oh, yeah," Gu Li just remembered, "We haven't eaten yet. Let's talk to Madam Zhang and go home. Chang Lang has worked hard, too."

Chang An nodded and said to Zhang Aiyu's maid, "Please tell Madam Zhang that we will take our leave now."

The maid nodded, responded, and then sent the few people away.

......

In the evening, Gu Li and Chang An sat together. Chang An seemed to remember what happened during the day, so he reached out and touched Gu Li's belly. At this time, the belly felt slightly bulging, but it was not visible.

"Chang Lang has been touching me for so long, do you feel anything?"

Gu Li saw Chang An touching his belly for a long time and pinching it from time to time, so he asked.

"Yes," Chang An nodded, and then said, "The belly is just not visible, but Xiaoguai is definitely in Gu Niang's belly."

Gu Li happily touched her belly and said, "Will Xiaoguai be as cute as young Master Zhang Ji by then?"

"Of course, our Xiaoguai must be cute. But the only one who is cute is little Gu Niang." Chang An said.

"Ah, then how about little Changlang?" Gu Li pouted. She still wanted to give birth to a little Changlang.

"No, if you give birth to little Chang Lang, I will abandon him. You can't compete with me for my favor." Chang An said jokingly.

“Well... can’t lose it..." Gu Li seemed to take it seriously and lowered his head somewhat unhappily.

Chang An then took his hand away from Gu Li's belly, moved closer to her face and touched it, and said, "I'm just kidding, I like them all, I won't lose any of them."

"I knew it. Chang Lang is bullying me again!"

Gu Li angrily broke free from Chang An's arms and said, "Chang Lang is bad!"

But after a short while, Chang An pulled her over again, pulled her into his arms, and said, "So what if I'm bad? Gu Niang is mine now, so what if I'm bad?"

"I'm... not that good..."

......

The next morning, Chang An just walked out of his Dingkang Marquis Mansion with a book box on his back and Huaiqin in his hand, and then he saw Zhang Aiyu's maid, who was standing at his door carrying something.

Chang An was stunned for a moment, then asked: "I don't know..."

"My name is Lian Ping."

"I wonder what Madam Lian Ping is doing today..."

"You saved my wife and young master yesterday. This is the thank-you gift my wife asked me to bring to Marquis Dingkang." Lian Ping handed the box in her hand to Chang An and said, "My wife also told me to hand this thing over to Marquis Dingkang personally."

"And the lady also specifically instructed that not only should you accept it, but you must also open it and read it."

Chang An was a little confused, so he took the box and opened it. Inside was a sign - the sign was vermilion with a peony carved on it. Then the sign was inscribed with three words in gold foil: Zhang Aiyu.

He glanced at the screen, then turned the sign over, which read: Pingqu Restaurant.

"This is?"

"Replying to Marquis Dingkang, this is the flower card my wife used previously." Lian Ping said.

Flower cards are a card that only every courtesan in Pingkangfang has. Having this card represents your status in the courtesan. When carving flower cards, the more precious the flowers, the higher the status of the courtesan.

Once the sign is handed over to someone else, the courtesan becomes the owner of the sign until the sign is returned or the courtesan dies. In the entire Pingkangfang, only two women can own this sign... but now it has become one.

Chang An picked up the flower card and asked, "What does this mean?"

"This flower card now belongs to Marquis Dingkang." Lian Ping said.

"I can't accept this." Chang An put the flower cards back into the box and handed them to Lian Ping.

But Lian Ping took two steps back and said, "Marquis Dingkang, please accept it. Our wife also said that if you don't accept it, she will come and give you the sign in person."

This flower card has no meaning now. On the contrary, most of the time, those ladies will regard this card as a shame. But now Zhang Aiyu took the initiative to hand the flower card to Chang An. The meaning is very simple:

As long as Chang An still holds this sign, it is equivalent to owning Zhang Aiyu forever - no matter what the meaning is.

Chang An sighed: As long as he holds the sign and doesn't let her do anything, the sign is actually meaningless. He nodded, then called a maid who was cleaning the yard, handed her the box in his hand, and ordered:

"Give this box to Zhen'er and tell her to hand it over to Gu Niang for safekeeping after she wakes up."

"Yes, Lord Marquis."

After giving the order, Chang An looked at Lian Ping again and said, "I still have to go to the Imperial College to study. You should go back to take care of Madam Zhang, so hurry back and report."

"Yes, Marquis Dingkang."

After that, Lian Ping left directly, and Chang An got on the carriage directly. In the carriage, Huaiqin asked: "Sir, what is that brand?"

"To put it bluntly, this is equivalent to a contract of sale. It's just a little more impressive than a contract of sale."

Huaiqin was a little surprised at this time. She covered her mouth and exclaimed, then said, "In other words, Madam Zhang is now a young master?!"

"What the hell, if I don't use this brand, she's no different from a free person, understand?"

Chang An said unhappily.