Late Ming Dynasty: Oops, I am surrounded by the Donglin Party

"No, Dad, why did you bring this up? You changed the subject too quickly."

Zhang Shikang covered his head which was hurt from the collision and grimaced.

"Hmph, when you get married, you'll know how ridiculous what you just said is."

Parents probably all think this way: their children are immature because they have not started a family. Once they have started a family, their ideas will always change.

"Ke'er is only nineteen years old! She's still weak."

"What do you mean by weak or not? What's weak about you? Your father got married when he was 18 years old." Zhang Zhiji said sarcastically.

People at that time got married early, with many men getting married at the age of 17 or 18 and women getting married at the age of 15 or 16. However, Zhang Shikang did not think so.

How can a man of seventeen or eighteen support his own family if he can't even support himself? A girl of fifteen or sixteen is not yet fully developed physically, and with the medical conditions at that time, giving birth is tantamount to a trip to the gates of hell.

He doesn't want to find someone to take care of him at such a young age. It's impossible.

"Dad, I'm not against this, but I'm the commander of the Beijing Camp. The court is facing internal and external troubles. A war may break out at any time. I don't have the time to think about love.

Confucius once said that being loyal to the emperor and defending the country is a man's biggest concern, Dad, don't you think so?" Zhang Shikang said with a playful smile.

"Humph, don't think your father has never been educated. When did you ever say this?

Also, what about the maid in your room? I heard your mother say that the girl is still a virgin.

If that girl doesn't suit your taste, just tell your mother and ask her to find you another one."

Although he did not agree with Zhang Shikang's nonsense using the saint as an excuse, Zhang Zhiji generally agreed with his son's statement. After all, starting a family and establishing a career are incomparable.

Compared to starting a family, Zhang Zhiji is actually more concerned about or curious about his son's private affairs.

A while ago, I heard my wife complaining that the girl she bought three years ago to serve Zhang Shikang is still a virgin.

This made Zhang Zhiji doubt Zhang Shikang's hobbies for a while. He used to hang out with a group of young masters from noble families all day long. It was said that many of them liked to raise rabbits.

Although his son did not raise rabbits at home, he basically never went to brothels and even refused to eat the meat served in the house. How could Zhang Zhiji not be suspicious?

"Zhu'er is very good. I won't change her, and you are not allowed to make things difficult for her." Zhang Zhiji curled his lips and said, "It's just a little small."

Zhang Zhiji didn't comment after hearing this. After a moment of silence, he decided to remind her:

"Dad, no matter what you think, the harmony of men and women is the law of nature. You are not allowed to learn from Xu Yunzhen."

Xu Yunzhen is naturally Xu Wenyuan's father, the Duke of Dingguo of the current dynasty. Xu Yunzhen was homosexual when he was young, even to the point of being ridiculed by others.

Nowadays, occasionally having sex with rabbits or raising rabbits is considered a refined thing, but that is based on getting married and having children.

You are married and have children, so it's okay to have some tricks occasionally, but when Xu Yunzhen was young, he actually eloped for a male actor from the Jiaofangsi.

This matter was widely circulated in the circle of nobles and relatives in the capital at that time. The old Duke Dingguo was so angry that he fainted. In the end, he forced Xu Yunzhen to marry.

Zhang Zhiji certainly didn't want his son to become a laughing stock.

Zhang Shikang was stunned when he heard this. What happened? He was a clean man and didn't visit prostitutes, but he was considered a gay?

"I will go to the brothel tomorrow and even hire the most beautiful courtesan there to set the record straight. Dad, you are going too far."

Zhang Shikang was furious.

"Hahaha! It's not so easy to win the heart of the brothel's courtesan. My son has to be careful." Zhang Zhiji laughed when he heard this. He finally turned the game around.

After about two quarters of an hour, the two finally returned to the Duke of England's mansion, and naturally they received the care and complaints of their mother and brother.

After finishing his meal, Zhang Shikang chatted with his mother for a while before dragging his tired body back to his room.

As soon as he walked outside the house, he saw a servant trying to salute him. Zhang Shikang quickly waved his hand to signal him to be quiet.

He wanted to see what Chen Zhuer was doing. He hadn't seen her for two months, and he really missed this little girl.

Chen Zhuer is well-behaved and sensible, and girls like her are almost extinct in modern times, so Zhang Shikang naturally likes her.

He quietly pushed the door open and went in. The room was quiet. Although the oil lamp was on, the light was still very dim.

The oil lamp was placed on the table in the living room. The first thing that caught my eye was a small shadow, and then I saw Chen Zhuer sitting in front of the table, embroidering something seriously.

Zhang Shikang tiptoed behind Chen Zhuer and suddenly covered her eyes with his hands.

Chen Zhu'er was startled and screamed, but soon she smelled the scent of Zhang Shikang.

"Young Master." Chen Zhuer's voice was soft.

"What are you embroidering so late at night? It's not good for your eyes." Zhang Shikang held Chen Zhuer's little face and said.

Chen Zhuer's face turned red, and she subconsciously tried to hide the needle and thread, but was caught by Zhang Shikang.

"Mandarin ducks, what's so good about embroidering two broken water birds? Hey, why did you prick your hand?"

As he said that, Zhang Shikang put Chen Zhuer's bleeding finger in his mouth.

The candlelight flickered, and Chen Zhuer's eyes soon became misty, sparkling in the candlelight.

"It doesn't hurt. Young Master hasn't been home for more than two months. Mandarin ducks... Mandarin ducks are not broken water birds."

As she spoke, Chen Zhu'er could no longer hold back her tears.

"I'm back now, look at you, why are you still crying?" Zhang Shikang hurriedly wiped away Chen Zhuer's tears.

"I've been exhausted today. Stop crying and go to the bed and give me a good massage."

As he said this, he picked up Chen Zhuer.

"Hey, have you lost weight? Did my mother scold you when I wasn't home?"

Zhang Shikang frowned.

Chen Zhu'er had never been hugged like this before, and blushed as she said:

"No, Madam treats Zhu'er very well. It's...it's that the young master is too strong."

Zhang Shikang thought about it and agreed. He put Chen Zhuer on the bed, took off his coat, and lay on the bed enjoying Chen Zhuer's massage.

Ever since Zhang Shikang came into this world, he has always let Chen Zhuer sleep with him, and now Chen Zhuer has gotten used to it.

After enjoying it for a while, Zhang Shikang saw that Chen Zhu'er didn't say anything, but just kneaded him seriously, and couldn't help but ask curiously:

"What happened today? You always clamored for me to tell you a story."

While Chen Zhu'er was trying hard to massage Zhang Shikang, she whispered:

"My lord, you are tired. You can listen to it another day."

"So do you want to listen or not?" Zhang Shikang said with a smile, resting his head on his arms.

"think."

Chen Zhuer's voice was still soft, and the fact that they were alone made Zhang Shikang feel distracted.

"Look at your performance. Come, let me see if you have regressed."

Chen Zhuer's ears turned red. She had already felt that something was wrong with the Master, but she still spoke softly:

"Ah."

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