Madam, let's steam buns together

Having already had a farewell banquet last night, Zhang Xieyi didn't want to say goodbye to her son so sadly early in the morning, so she packed her bags and dragged He Li out of the house early.

Knowing the son is not the father, knowing the father is not the son, Zhang Huaruo had already guessed that Zhang Xieyi would leave without saying a word, got up earlier than Zhang Xieyi and waited in a corner outside the mansion, watching Zhang Xieyi leave.

Zhang Xieyi had previously promised He Liao to go to He Liao's nephew's house, so naturally she would not refuse to go. After leaving the prime minister's mansion, He Liao would let He Liao lead the way, and He Liao would take him all the way to the area of ​​the official courtyard. Yi was suspicious: "Your nephew lives here?"

He Liao took a sneak peek at Zhang Xieyi, feeling terribly cowardly, wondering whether he should tell Zhang Xieyi the situation now, or take him to his nephew's house first, hesitating.

He Lio was afraid that Zhang Xieyi would refuse to go after knowing who his nephew was, so why not coax him to his nephew's house first, and when everyone met, Zhang Xieyi would definitely not give him face.

He Lio continued to answer vaguely: "Yeah, he works under the hands of a big family."

Zhang Xieyi didn't think too much about it, and believed it: "I thought your nephew would be a businessman or a scholar."

Zhang Xieyi remembered that He Liao had said about his family situation. Some of his other brothers had inherited the family business and became businessmen, and some had devoted themselves to studying to obtain fame. He naturally thought that He Liao's nephew should also be a businessman or a scholar.

He Liao laughed, with a little bit of a smug taste in it: "It's okay to learn while doing things for others!"

Zhang Xieyi glanced at him: "You were afraid that your nephew knew that I was the prime minister and would let you intercede for him and let me give him an official position, so you never told me about your nephew, right? "

He Lio looked at the sky silently: "It's sort of."

Zhang Xieyi smiled: "If he is really as you said, a hard-working, practical and capable person, I don't mind giving him a chance to see if he is the material. The imperial court needs capable people and talents, as long as I can really do practical things and do things well. I don’t mind recommending people around me. If he can’t, even if I give him a chance, he will still be dismissed. He has really experienced officialdom once. He is not this material Wouldn't it be nice to wake up quickly, and then quickly give up this goal and focus on other things?"

He Lio whispered: "That's not the problem at all. The matter is more troublesome and complicated than you think."

He Liao's voice was too low, and Zhang Xieyi couldn't hear what He Liao said at all, and didn't think about the worst of the matter, but Zhang Xieyi had already begun to wonder if He Liao's nephew would...

Is it someone you know?

While silently searching for qualified candidates in her heart, she continued walking with He Liao.

Zhang Xieyi originally planned to go out in a carriage, but He Liao said that it was too ostentatious to come to the door like this, so Zhang Xieyi asked the groom to wait outside the city gate with the carriage, while he walked with He Liao.

Turning and turning, Zhang Xieyi suddenly had a bad idea in his heart when he saw the increasingly familiar scene nearby. There were several official residences nearby.

Seeing Yushi's mansion in front of him, Zhang Xieyi frowned: "Your nephew...couldn't be working under Wei Yushi's subordinates?"

He Liao's eyes were wandering. He had been by Zhang Xieyi's side for so long, so of course he knew that Zhang Xieyi and Wei Yushi were not at odds with each other. He grabbed Zhang Xieyi's hand and held it firmly, as if he was afraid that Zhang Xieyi would turn his head away. leave.

Zhang Xieyi sighed helplessly, and comforted him: "There is no deep hatred between me and him. Although I don't want to see him, it's not enough to avoid him. Otherwise, I will meet him every day in the hall, and I won't be able to see him every day." fight?"

Besides, they came to see He Liao's nephew, so there was no need to disturb Wei Shenyan, they were just meeting the servants in his house.

After receiving Zhang Xieyi's assurance, He Liao breathed a sigh of relief. He asked Zhang Xieyi to wait outside first, and he went up to knock on the door to hand in the post. After the guard at the door informed him, He Liao ran back to Zhang Xieyi Beside him, one hand was quietly clutching Zhang Xieyi's sleeve, as expected, she was still worried that Zhang Xieyi would run away.

After a while, the steward from Yushi's Mansion came out to pick him up in person. Zhang Xieyi thought at first that the steward was He Liao's nephew. The person to see is the head of the mansion or the housekeeper himself, and the housekeeper will come out.

... No, Zhang Xieyi clearly remembered that the housekeeper of the Yushi Mansion was surnamed Yang but not He.

……Eh?If it is just to meet the next person, do I need to send a post?

It was too late for Zhang Xieyi to think more. The butler had already walked in front of him. The butler recognized Zhang Xieyi. He was quite surprised to see Zhang Xieyi appearing here, but he didn't say anything about it. Most of his attention was on He Liao said, "My master is here to invite you."

It wasn't until Zhang Xieyi followed He Liao to the reception hall of Yushi Mansion, and the housekeeper went to prepare tea, that Zhang Xieyi had time to ask He Liao clearly: "Who is your nephew?"

He Lio didn't dare to say it, he looked at Zhang Xieyi sincerely: "I really really, really, really, I just found out that he is my nephew recently, I didn't mean to hide it from you all the time, it's just that I haven't found it all the time." It's an appropriate occasion to tell you about it."

Zhang

Xie Yi stared at him with great momentum until He Tiao's heart was frightened: "Then now is the right occasion? Even if you tell me now, it's not too late."

He Liao faltered and was about to speak, when Wei Shenyan walked over with his wife.

Wei Shenyan didn't feel like he wanted to meet guests in normal times, he brought his wife over with a smile, and talked to his wife while walking, this was a side Zhang Xieyi had never seen before.

In Zhang Xieyi's eyes, Wei Shenyan either deliberately put on a serious face and pretended to be calm, or had an expression of ready to fight with Zhang Xieyi all the time, never had he seen Wei Shenyan walking towards him with such a friendly face and warmth.

Wei Shenyan quickly saw Zhang Xieyi, the smile on his face disappeared instantly, and he rushed over to stare at Zhang Xieyi: "Why are you here?"

The housekeeper came late: "Master, I was just about to tell you, Prime Minister Zhang..."

"Everyone is in front of me, what else do you need to say?" Wei Shenyan continued to stare at Zhang Xieyi, "He has resigned from office and went home to take care of himself, so there is no need to call him Prime Minister from now on!"

Seeing Wei Shenyan's face, Zhang Xieyi wanted to get angry. He didn't listen to what Wei Shenyan said. He was like this on weekdays. Just seeing Wei Shenyan's face made his anger level soar.

Fortunately, He Liao came out in time to attract Wei Shenyan's attention: "Shenyan..."

Wei Shenyan saw another person beside Zhang Xieyi at this time, recognized that it was his little uncle, and finally remembered that he was going to see his uncle: "Little uncle."

Zhang Xieyi suddenly opened her eyes wide, looked at He Liao in disbelief, and glanced at Wei Shenyan again and again, really unable to connect the two people together.

Wei Shenyan and his uncle and nephew He Liao haven't seen each other for many years, and their relationship can't be called warm, but it's not cold either.

Before Wei Shenyan could ask why the two of them appeared here together, Zhang Xieyi had already said, "He Liao, he is your nephew?"

No matter how Zhang Xieyi allowed Zhang Xieyi to guess at will, Zhang Xieyi would never have thought that Wei Shenyan would be He Liao's nephew. How much imagination did he need to connect the two as uncles and nephews?

Zhang Xieyi thought of a possibility, and her eyes sharpened instantly: "He Liao, isn't that your real name?"

He Liao quickly explained: "No, no, I never lied to you, my name is He Liao! It's just..." He Liao gave Zhang Xieyi a cowardly look, "I have always said that my name is He Liao , I never said that my surname is He, my full name is Wei Heliu, and you have never asked me if He is my surname."

Hearing He Liao's explanation, Zhang Xieyi was blocked and had nothing to say, and was obviously angry, but his upbringing prevented him from turning his face away at this moment.

Seeing Zhang Xieyi's black face, He Liao secretly sighed, the bitter fruit he had planted could only be swallowed silently.

The current situation is very strange, Wei Shenyan doesn't know how to evaluate the picture he sees, it is a feeling that two things that are absolutely incompatible are fused together.

Wei Shenyan began to lower his sense of existence, and pulled his wife aside to see what his uncle and Zhang Xieyi would say.

The butler came over at the right time and handed over tea so that the master and wife could drink tea while watching the play, and asked Wei Shenyan silently if he would like some melon and fruit pastries.

One of Zhang Xieyi and He Liao was angry, and the other was trying to figure out how to coax them to deal with them, so they didn't notice Wei Shenyan's movement.

Wei Shenyan wanted to watch it for a while, but he hadn't analyzed the relationship between Zhang Xieyi and his uncle for the time being. Zhang Xieyi had already shot him with a sharp eye, looked at Wei Shenyan, and said to He Liao: "Aren't you Do you want to talk to your nephew? I'll wait outside first, and you talk to him slowly, and I won't bother you here. "

After all, Zhang Xieyi walked out directly.

This is already the best choice Zhang Xieyi can make in the current situation. He will only hinder Wei Shenyan's eyes if he stays here. Solidified, it's better to go outside and wait, let their uncle and nephew's family get together.

Wei Shenyan twitched the corner of his mouth: "Walk slowly."

He Li was stunned for a moment, and grabbed Zhang Xieyi decisively before Zhang Xieyi walked out of the living room.

He Liao had a rare serious look: "You are not here, how can I introduce you to them?"

The tea drinkers over there were still drinking tea, and Wei Shenyan was completely unaware of the seriousness of the matter until He Liao pulled Zhang Xieyi and brought him in front of Wei Shenyan, and told Wei Shenyan in a very serious tone: "Shenyan, he He will be your uncle from now on, you can't be rude to him, you know?"

"Clap!"

Wei Shenyan maintained the posture of holding up the teacup to drink tea, but the teacup in his hand had already dropped to the ground, making a clear and crisp sound.

Not only Wei Shenyan was surprised, but Mrs. Wei Shenyan and the housekeeper all looked in disbelief. Compared with surprise, the expression on Wei Shenyan's face was more like—the sky is falling!

His daughter likes Zhang Huaruo, but the marriage failed. He thought that there would never be any possibility of any relationship with Zhang Xieyi in this life, but he never expected that their family could not marry their daughter to Zhang Huaruo. But my uncle directly turned Zhang Xieyi into his uncle!