Zhang Yuyao was stunned.
Although Jingshu was lonely, she soon covered up the past. After all, at this time, she only showed a pair of eyes. No one could see what she was thinking.
She lived a lonely life,.
Since I became strong with Zhang Feng, I naturally curled up my hair and set up a women's class in Chang'an University, which lives deep in Zhang Feng.
At this time, the princesses in the palace and the women's families of famous families basically studied in the women's class of Chang'an University.
This is Zhang Feng's arrangement.
Although she is busy every day, it makes her extremely full. She doesn't have to think about how to deal with those evil people all day.
But since I followed Zhang Feng.
Every bit of Zhang Feng's body is so deadly that she attracts her. This is the reason why she must come to Zhang's house every day.
Because here, there is a woman like her waiting for Zhang Feng's news. The most important thing is that many servants in Zhang's house have gone to help in Jushan and are adjacent to Tonghui square. They know what news they have first. Now, the female class doesn't need her to worry too much.
There are three female officials in the palace. She has nothing to do for a long time.
At this time, after learning that Zhang Shan asked Zhang Yuyao to go up the mountain, it is obvious that Jing Shu is a little lonely.
And all this, where can escape the eyes of Zhang Shan?
At this time, polygamy prevailed in the Tang Dynasty, so when I saw Jingshu, I naturally regarded her as Zhang Feng's wife.
If you put it in modern times, try it.
If you don't kill your son of a bitch, your ancestors will bless you.
Zhang Shan smiled and lit a cigarette. Looking at Jing Shu, he said, "Miss Jing Shu."
"Master Zhang."
Jing Shu saluted and said politely.
Zhang Shan smiled and said, "you go up the mountain with Yuyao. I also know that the female class has nothing to do now. Besides, the boy jumps around like a clay figurine on the mountain all day. Some distinguished guests are on the mountain, and the boy has no etiquette and customs. My Yuyao is really not as good as you."
"Master Zhang, what are you talking about? Childe Zhang is a man..."
"Don't talk to that boy. They are all men. I don't have to."
Zhang Shan is also a little speechless.
What kind of ecstasy did the boy give these two?
There's nothing to do yet. They're all facing him one by one?
"Not to mention anything else, the boy has a wild temper and a wide way. It's inevitable to meet some women. Since you are both Fengzi's daughter-in-law who is going to pass the door, you also want to go to the mountain to accompany him this time, so as not to make the gossip ugly. When the time is ripe, you are not..."
"Dad! Are you ashamed?"
Zhang Yuyao couldn't listen anymore and blushed with shame.
After all, Zhang's mother came from the past. As soon as she turned her eyes, she understood Zhang Shan's meaning. She pointed at Zhang Yuyao's forehead and said: "Well, you dead girl, your father is all for you! That boy Zhang is like a dog. Didn't you hear the servant say that once down the mountain, those women rush up like flies smelling fishy smell. Don't look at it. You two will cry at that time!"
"Men, you have to be careful. Don't you think there are more than a dozen freeloaders in your family before you go through the door?"
Zhang Shan had a headache and hurriedly interrupted the mother Zhang who instilled poisonous chicken soup into the two women "In fact, it's not so serious. Now no one takes care of the boy's laundry and quilt folding on the mountain. You two go up the mountain and give advice to the boy. This Jingshu girl works hard. The Lord grooms him. Don't be like a mud leg all day. You should remember this thing, Yuyao."
"Men, you have to pay attention to their face. You pay attention to my daily clothes. You clean him up. There is light on your face, don't you?"
"But, Dad --!"
Zhang Yuyao blushed like a fruit produced in the Qinling Mountains.
"But what is it like for my daughter to go up the mountain like this? After all... After all..."
Zhang's mother stared at Zhang Yuyao, who hesitated: "dead girl, wait. Do you want to see other women go up the mountain first?"
"Why don't you go and show me that boy, so that he can attract bees and butterflies for you outside?"
In the chatter of Zhang's mother, Zhang Shan had to drive Zhang Yuyao out.
As soon as the two women went out, they had a pair of eyes. In an instant, their faces became more red.
"Sister Jingshu, let's go up the mountain like this. Those people on the mountain will look at us like this!"
"I'm really ashamed."
Where does Jing Shu know?
Now she was excited and expected, but she was also a little tangled.
She's no better than Zhang Yuyao. As soon as Zhang Yuyao enters the door, it's the mistress. What about her?
People marry openly, but she is
With a sigh, Jing Shu could only hug the panicked Zhang Yuyao and said, "good sister, don't worry first. Wait until you go up the mountain tomorrow. Don't you want to go up the mountain every day?"
“……”
"Who said that?"
"Let's go and see what needs to be prepared. Didn't you make a dress for childe Zhang? Don't forget."
After the two women chattered for a while.
Zhang Yuyao jumped up again.
Break your fingers and count what you want to bring one by one.
But she didn't notice that her personal servant girl had already run to Zhang's house with steamed buns to show off everywhere.
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