Colleagues of Zhang Liang [comprehensive] Mu Liangqing

After Zhang Liang gave Little Tang Po to Han Fei that day, he couldn't resist the cold, and immediately developed two chilblains on his hands.The raised red bumps are particularly conspicuous on the slender fingers, and they look a bit like the suckers of an octopus.

Ruoli heard a folk method, saying that frostbite needs to be scalded with boiling water.So I eagerly fetched a basin of water:

"Young master, should we scald it to death?"

Looking at his steaming iron basin, Zhang Liang took a step back in fright, "No more."

Ruoli seriously advised: "My lord, don't be afraid of the pain, just burn it, otherwise it will be itchy in the spring of next year, and it will kill you!"

Zhang Liang backed away with a smirk, "It's okay, my grandfather gave me a box of ointment, I'll try to apply it first. If it doesn't work...Let's talk..."

Ruoli hung his heart, feeling distressed and worried about those delicate hands, "How can I do that? If the best time is missed, it will be difficult to get better in the future!"

Zhang Liang finally didn't dare to look at the boiling water that had just been poured out. In a flash of inspiration, he exclaimed: "Oh! My grandfather asked me to memorize an article yesterday, and I need to check it today. Let's go to my grandfather's place first, and we will talk about it when we come back. How about it?"

In Ruoli's heart, Zhang Kaidi is like a Tathagata Buddha, after all, he is someone that even his father dare not mess with!

So he couldn't help but put down the water basin, "That's right! This matter is more important, if you go late, it will be bad for the master to get angry!"

Zhang Liang breathed a sigh of relief, put on the water-blue cloak, and went out with an umbrella.

Seeing the empty little Tang Po on the table, Ruoli hurriedly poured boiling water and wrapped it in two layers of cotton cloth, as if he was afraid that his young master's fingers would break off, he rushed and shouted:

"My lord! And Mrs. Tang—"

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When Zhang Liang arrived at the main courtyard, he had just come back with the ground open, the door was ajar, and the cold wind with ice and snow was blowing in.Zhang Kaidi doesn't like to close the door firmly, and always keeps it open, saying that he wants to breathe.

Zhang Liang held the umbrella in one hand and the hem of his clothes in the other, and slowly walked up the steps in front of the door, but was stopped by the servants, saying that they were discussing business matters inside, and asked Zhang Liang to wait in a side room, and send someone to call him after the meeting was over. .

Zhang Liang nodded, but he didn't go to the side house, he just wandered around the yard holding his umbrella, then tilted his head to see when the loose snowdrifts accumulated on the green pines would fall.Blowing lightly on the hot air, the edge of the snowdrift melted a little. Seeing how cute it was, Zhang Liang curled up the corners of his lips happily.

"Master Xiangguo, please accept the students as disciples."

A request suddenly came from inside the house, Zhang Liang recognized the voice, it was Han Fei whom he met in the snow that day.

His attention was diverted from the snowdrift, and he turned to stare at the crack in the door.

Inside the house, Han Fei knelt in front of Zhang Kaidi, begging sincerely.

Zhang Kaidi's court uniform hadn't been changed yet, so he hurried forward and said: "Ninth Young Master, please, the old minister is just a minister of the emperor's family, and cannot bear such a great gift from the king and grandson."

Still kneeling humbly, Han Fei cupped his hands and said, "Your Excellency can bear it. You will be a teacher for one day and a father for the rest of your life. What's wrong with Han Fei worshiping your teacher?"

Zhang Kai felt strange that he had nothing to do with Han Fei, so he came here suddenly for no reason, and asked directly, "Why does the ninth son want to worship the old minister as his teacher?"

Han Fei didn't intend to hide it, and said word by word: "Master Xiangguo speaks, my father forgives Han Fei, and saves Han Fei from fire and water."

Zhang Kai was stunned for a moment, then withdrew the hand that was stretched out to help the person, and asked, "How do you know about the old minister Jin Yan?"

Han Fei knelt straight, and speculated very firmly: "That day Han Fei fainted, and when he woke up, he got an edict from his father, saying that Han Fei is still the ninth son of South Korea, and the crime of his mother and concubine has nothing to do with Han Fei. Father His temperament has changed a lot before and after, and he must have listened to someone's advice. And during this time, only the lord has seen the father, so it must be the lord Xiangguo who pleaded for Han Fei."

After speaking, the house seemed to sink into a deep well.

Zhang Kai's face gradually turned cold, he was silent for a moment, turned his back to him, and said: "It seems that the ninth son is already extremely intelligent, such a rare talent, he doesn't need to be a teacher."

Han Fei was startled, and asked, "What do you mean, my lord?"

The newly recovered body is still very thin, and the fingers with abrupt joints can't help cramping.

Openly sneered, and explained the reason: "Look at the present moment. To live in the royal family, it is the right way to hide your strength and bide your time. Your Highness is showing his sharpness now, and sooner or later he will become the target of public criticism. Besides, although His Highness is good at showing off his wisdom in front of others, he has no ability to save himself. Why? Talking about governing the country, how can we talk about calming the world? Forgive me for saying it bluntly, I won’t teach such a person.”

One word was like a blow to the head, which Han Fei never expected.Banging his forehead to the floor, he begged tremblingly:

"Students have deficiencies, and I implore adults to give some pointers!"

Zhang Kaidi was still unrelenting, and said calmly: "My lord, please go back. If you come to the Bifu as a guest, the veteran will welcome you at any time. If you talk about the word apprentice again, don't blame the veteran for not being polite."

Han Fei was still not reconciled, and said, "Master Zhang, please think twice!"

Opening and closing eyes, shaking his head, "Please go back."

Han Fei pressed his forehead against the floor in despair, took a deep breath, slowed down his breath, and finally suppressed his emotions, and said, "Then, Han Fei is leaving...Come back tomorrow, come to thank you sir that day Grace of salvation."

Zhang Kai didn't look back, but only ordered the housekeeper to send Han Fei out.

Han Fei's 12-year-old strategy and wisdom are beyond the reach of many princes in the royal family.But being born in the emperor's family, losing the protection of the mother and concubine, losing the favor of the King of Han, and having such a jealous talent is a fatal disaster.Not to mention the status of "Xiangguo student", it is very likely to be the last straw.

He touched his nose and walked out of the room lonely.When he turned around, he saw a six or seven-year-old child tilting his head to look at him.

Han Fei recognized those clear eyes, and his annoyance faded in an instant, "Zhang... Liang?"

Recall his name from memory.

Zhang Liang nodded politely, then put the umbrella aside, and bowed to Han Fei, "Liang has met His Royal Highness Ninth Prince."

The movements are jerky, but they are well learned. The Zhang family's rules have always been taught well.

Han Fei hurried forward, bent down to help him up, "You have saved my life, so you don't need to salute in private."

Zhang Liang didn't pay attention any more, he got up with his hand and asked, "Is the ninth son better?"

Han Fei nodded, "Okay."

He passed out that day and was taken to the prime minister's residence by Zhang Liang.The housekeeper immediately invited several doctors, a group of people took pulse and acupuncture, and finally saved his life.

However, his muscles and bones were froze in the snow, so he couldn't hold heavy objects, and he couldn't practice martial arts.In troubled times, even the weak and first-rate South Korea would not allow such a king.

The mother's debt was paid, and Han Fei lost his bargaining chip in the competition for the throne, so he was punished.Han Wang weighed and weighed again and again, and finally turned the matter over under Zhang Kaidi's suggestion.

Zhang Liang didn't expect it to be so deep, and he was relieved when he heard that Han Fei had recovered, "That's good, Liang is relieved!"

Han Fei wanted to say something, he looked at the butler behind him who was about to send him out, and said, "Sir, can you wait a moment? I'll have a chat with your young master for a while."

The housekeeper lowered his eyelids halfway, and said: "Please forgive me, Master Ninth, the villain dare not tamper with the master's instructions."

The butler has been serving Zhang Kai for a long time, and he has always been meticulous in executing orders.Openly let him go out and take seven steps, and he will not be able to take six steps.

Zhang Liang grew up in such an environment and was used to it, so he stepped forward and asked, "Uncle Chen, did grandfather ask you to send the ninth son out of the mansion?"

The butler nodded, "Yes."

Zhang Liang rolled his eyes, "Then...did you say you won't let me go?"

The butler thought for a while, and said truthfully, "This...not."

Zhang Liang turned around triumphantly, looked at Han Fei with a smile, and said, "Your Highness, will Liang send you out of the house?"

Han Fei was convinced by his series of tactics, and the chaotic thoughts in his heart faded away a lot in an instant, and said: "So, I will trouble you."

The housekeeper sneered twice, but didn't say any more disappointing words.

The snow was still falling, and the housekeeper saw that Han Fei's hands were empty, so he bowed and said, "I'm going to get the umbrella, Your Highness, please wait a moment."

Han Fei nodded, "Thank you."

There were only two people left in the courtyard, Zhang Liang looked at the person who was half taller than him, stretched out his arms and raised the umbrella up, and said: "Liang's umbrella is small, Your Highness can only make do with it."

Han Fei squatted down, took the umbrella, and looked straight at Zhang Liang, "It doesn't matter how big or small it is, as long as it can cover the snow."

Zhang Liang looked at his palm-sized umbrella and said, "If the umbrella is too small, it won't be able to cover the snow."

Han Fei shook his head, looked into those clear eyes, and said, "There is a snow in my heart, and you have covered it for me."

Zhang Liang frowned, the smile on his lips rarely faded, "Snow in my heart?"

Han Fei said, "Yes."

Zhang Liang thought for a while, and felt that the Ninth Young Master was very weak, so he asked, "Are you cold?"

"It's not cold." Han Fei laughed, sighed, and said, "Everyone has a place in their heart, where it's cold and cold, and people dare not touch it, even if they get close, they will be hurt by it .”

Zhang Liang lowered his head and kept grinding the pad of his thumb with the nail of his index finger—this was his usual action when he was thinking.

Seeing his distressed look, Han Fei couldn't bear it, so he turned to explain: "You don't understand now, but you will understand when you grow up."

Zhang Liang thought hard, but still had no idea, so he nodded and waited for the butler to come back with the umbrella.

The crystal snowflakes fell on the paper umbrella and were melted by the warm heat.

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"Grandfather, Zifang thinks that His Royal Highness Ninth Young Master is smarter than Zifang." Zhang Liang, who had endured the whole day at dinner, finally couldn't hold back and asked with a jade bowl in his hand, "Why does grandfather teach Zifang and not Jiu Gongzi?" ?”

Openly flicking the rice grains from the corner of his mouth, "Too smart is not a good thing."

Zhang Liang was at a loss, "Why is it not good to be smart?"

Zhang Kai said: "After you have comprehended the ancestral precepts, I will tell you."

Zhang Liang straightened his back proudly, "Zifang has already memorized the ancestor's precepts upside down."

Then he asked openly, "So, what's the first sentence?"

Zhang Liang blurted out: "Don't talk when you eat, don't talk when you sleep—oh!"

Suddenly understood something, and quickly covered his mouth with his hand.

Opening his eyes to see his flustered appearance, he picked up the chopsticks again, "Let's eat."

Zhang Liang pouted, looked at his grandfather with grievances, and silently picked up the chopsticks to pick up the vegetables.

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Han Fei will flirt~