Zhang Yuyao was stunned.
Jingshu felt a little lonely, but she quickly covered it up. After all, she only showed her eyes at this time. No one could tell what she was thinking.
She had been alone all her life.
Since she became close to Zhang Feng, she naturally tied her hair up and lived in Chang 'an University, where Zhang Feng lived, and opened a class for girls.
At this time, the princesses in the palace, as well as the women of the noble families, were all studying in the female class of Chang 'an University.
This was all arranged by Zhang Feng.
Although she was busy every day, it made her feel very fulfilled. She didn't have to think about how to deal with those bad guys all day.
But since she followed Zhang Feng, she was attracted to Zhang Feng.
Everything about Zhang Feng was so fatally attractive to her. This was the reason why she had to come to Zhang Mansion every day.
Because there was also a woman like her waiting for Zhang Feng's news. Most importantly, many of the servants in Zhang Mansion went to Xiao Mountain to help, and Xiao Mountain was next to Tonghui Lane. If there was any news, they would know it first. Now, she didn't have to worry too much about the female class.
Three female officials from the palace came, and she had nothing to do.
At this time, after knowing that Zhang Yuyao went up the mountain, Jingshu obviously felt a little lonely.
But how could all this escape Zhang Shan's eyes?
At this time, the Tang Dynasty's custom was polygamy. So when he saw Jingshu, he naturally thought of her as Zhang Feng's woman.
If this was in modern times, try it.
If I didn't beat you to death, it would be your ancestors' blessings.
Zhang Shan smiled and lit a cigarette. He looked at Jingshu and said, "Miss Jingshu."
"Master Zhang."
Jing Shu bowed and said in a cultured and elegant manner.
Zhang Shan smiled and said, "Why don't you follow Yuyao up the mountain? Old Man knows that there's nothing for the girls to do now. Besides, that kid is always jumping up and down the mountain like a clay figurine. He doesn't even care about etiquette when there are some important guests on the mountain. My Yuyao is really not as good as you in this aspect."
"Old Master Zhang, what are you saying? Prince Zhang is …"
"Don't speak for that brat. We're all men. I know."
Zhang Shan was speechless.
What kind of bewitching potion did this brat feed them?
He hadn't even done anything yet, and all of them were already siding with him?
"Let's not talk about other things. That guy is wild and has a wide network. It's inevitable that he will meet some women. Since both of you are going to be Fengzi's wives, I want you to go to the mountain to accompany him this time, so as to avoid the rumors. When the time is right, you will …"
"Father! Aren't you ashamed?! "
Zhang Yuyao couldn't listen anymore and blushed.
After all, Zhang Yuyao's mother was experienced. She rolled her eyes and understood what Zhang Shan meant. She pointed her finger at Zhang Yuyao's forehead and said, "Good girl, your father is doing this for your own good! That brat is so pretentious. Didn't you hear the servants say that as soon as he went down the mountain, those women would rush to him like flies smelling blood? If you don't keep an eye on him, you two will cry when the time comes! "
"Men should be watched carefully. Do you want to have more than a dozen freeloaders in the family before you get married?" Zhang Shan had a headache.
He hurriedly interrupted Zhang Yuyao's mother, who was feeding the two girls poisonous chicken soup, and said, "In fact, it's not that serious. Now that the brat is on the mountain, there is no one to take care of him. You two go up the mountain. One of you is in charge of external affairs and give the brat some ideas. Miss Jingshu should work harder, and you are in charge of internal affairs to help him dress up. Don't be like a bumpkin all day long.
Yuyao, remember this. "" Men should pay attention to their appearances. You should pay attention to the way he dresses every day. If you clean him up, you will be proud, right? "
"But, father —!"
At this moment, Zhang Yuyao's face was as red as a kind of fruit produced in Qinling.
"But, how can you go up the mountain like this? After all … after all … "
Zhang Yuyao's mother stared at the stammering Zhang Yuyao and said, "Wicked girl, if you wait any longer, you want to see other women go up the mountain first, right?"
"Hurry up and keep an eye on that brat. Don't let him attract other women outside."
Zhang Shan had no choice but to drive Zhang Yuyao and the others out while Zhang Yuyao's mother was nagging.
As soon as the two women went out, they looked at each other and instantly blushed even more.
"Sister Jingshu, if we go up the mountain like this, then … what will the people on the mountain think of us?"
"It's really embarrassing."
How would Jingshu know?
Now she was excited and looking forward to it, but she was also a little conflicted.
She was not like Zhang Yuyao. Zhang Yuyao was the mistress of the house the moment she married into the family. What about her?
Zhang Yuyao was officially married, but she was …
With a sigh, Jingshu could only hug Zhang Yuyao, who was in a panic, and said, "Good sister, don't worry. Let's go up the mountain tomorrow. Don't you look forward to going up the mountain every day?"
"…"
"Who said that?"
"Let's go and see what we need to prepare. Didn't you make a set of clothes for Prince Zhang? Don't forget. "
The two women chattered for a while.
Zhang Yuyao was excited again.
She counted with her fingers what she needed to bring one by one.
But she didn't notice that her personal maid had already taken the steamed buns to Zhang Mansion to show off.
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