Zhang Bi had just returned from another place, but he grew up in the capital since he was a child. Although he had been in another place for more than a year, he did not feel unfamiliar with the capital. His wife was also from a famous family in the capital and was a very beautiful and elegant woman.

Mrs. Zhang is already three or four months pregnant. Although she can’t tell anything, she has become obviously cautious in her actions. Fu Zheng looked at Mrs. Zhang standing beside Zhang Bi, and couldn’t help but look at Zhuo Lin.

Of course Zhuo Lin knew what he was thinking, but he couldn't say anything in front of outsiders, just glanced at him indifferently.

What surprised Zhuo Lin and Fu Zheng was that Zhang Bi did not only bring his wife to the banquet, but also Zhang Zuo, the second young master of the Zhang family, was also accompanied by them. Zhuo Lin was not uncomfortable when he saw Zhang Zuo. After all, she and Zhang Zuo were not even engaged at the beginning, let alone Zhang Zuo got married earlier than her, so the two of them actually had no intersection at all.

However, the second young master of the Zhang family has always been very low-key, and Zhuo Lin was just that Zhang Bi met twice at school before leaving Beijing, and they were still following Zhang Bi without saying a word. Zhuo Lin had never had any conversation with him. Today, Zhang Zuo would come with Zhang Bi, which really surprised Zhuo Lin.

As for Fu Zheng, he didn't know Zhang Zuo at all and didn't care who he was.

"Alin, Brother Fu, please sit down." Zhang Bi pulled his wife and smiled at the couple who had just come in.

Fu Zheng raised his eyebrows slightly because of his name and said nothing.

Zhuo Lin smiled generously and said, "I have made the senior spend money. Congratulations to senior and sister-in-law for their wife."

Mrs. Zhang smiled gently and said, "We have heard about the style of Sister Zhuo when we are outside the country. Unfortunately, I have not been in the capital and I have not witnessed it with my own eyes. Everyone will interact more in the future. Don't dislike me, Sister Zhuo."

Zhuo Lin smiled and said, "Mrs. Sister-in-law is joking. I will rely on you in the future." The two ladies smiled at each other. Although their personalities and ambitions were completely different, both of them had a good impression of each other.

After the two of them sat down, Zhang Bicai seriously introduced Zhang Zuo to meet them.

Zhang Zuo is several years younger than Zhang Bi, and looks thin, pale and taciturn. Zhuo Lin and Fu Zheng just glanced lightly at each other and didn't seem to have any intention of making friends with them.

Seeing him like this, Zhang Bi couldn't help but frown slightly. His younger brother has been weak and sickly since he was a child, and his personality is also silent and introverted. He used to be better with him, but this time he found that he became more and more taciturn when he came back. His father was busy with official duties and had no time to care about him. Only then did Zhang Bi bring him out to hope that he could make more friends. However, although he visited many people in the past few days, the results were not satisfactory.

Zhang Zuo took the initiative to come today. He thought it would be better, but he didn't expect that Zhang Zuo would still look like this.

"Azuo." Zhang Bi said in a deep voice.

Hearing his brother's slightly unhappy voice, Zhang Zuo then raised his head and looked at the two of them. He nodded to them and had seen them.

Zhang Bi's face was slightly dark, and the young lady Zhang next to him pulled him and signaled that there was still a guest. Then Zhang Bi sighed lightly and turned his head to greet Fu Zheng and the others.

Zhang Bi and Fu Zheng did not know each other. Zhang Bi was surprised to hear that Zhuo Lin married Fu Zheng. After all, Zhuo Lin rejected the woman from the Zhang family. He always thought that even if Zhuo Lin got married, the person he chose would be a rare person.

It’s not that Fu Zheng is not outstanding enough. Even Zhang Bi himself dares to say that he can do it. But in the eyes of most people in this world, Fu Zheng is indeed nothing compared to those noble families with noble origins.

This is also the reason why Zhang Bi took the initiative to invite Zhuo Lin and his wife. He was a little curious about what kind of man Zhuo Lin could choose among countless suitors.

When Zhang Bi saw him today, he felt a little understanding. Fu Zheng is indeed a rare and great figure. At least he could not find such figures in the capital, even if he was plucked up the elegant, noble, or obedient or unruly young masters.

Not to mention, Fu Zheng is still the deputy of Governor Wang from Jiangyong and Yong Prefectures, and he is only over thirty years old.

Zhang Bi could naturally see that Fu Zheng was definitely not a person who had been living under others for a long time, and this person would definitely be a hero who dominates the country sooner or later.

With a perfect plan in his heart, Zhang Bi became more and more polite to Fu Zheng.

After some cups and cups at the banquet, they also exchanged their views on the current situation, real, fake and false. When they said goodbye to the Zhang family, Fu Zheng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Zhuo Lin looked up at him and was a little funny, "What's wrong? What do you think of Zhang Bi?"

Fu Zheng looked up at the vast sky and narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "I have too many hearts and I'm too tired to get along with such people."

Zhuo Lin raised her eyebrows, "Are you not sarcasticating me?" In essence, she and Zhang Bi are actually the same kind of people.

Fu Zhengyi reached out and hugged her in his arms, turned sideways to block Ye Feng, and said, "What's the same? You are my wife, who is he?"

Zhuo Lin couldn't help laughing, raised her hand to sort out his somewhat messy collar and said, "There will be people like this that you will deal with in the future. You should get used to it earlier."

"I know." Fu Zheng was a little depressed. He didn't like people like Zhang Bi, so he was annoyed when he looked. Unfortunately, Zhuo Lin was right. People like Zhang Bi were bound to deal with in the future.

Zhuo Lin smiled and said, "Go back and read the book I chose for you."

"Alin, you don't know, I hate reading." Fu Zheng was dissatisfied.

"Then do you think?" Zhuo Lin asked, looking at him.

"Look!" Fu Zheng said, "You read it to me?"

Zhuo Lin couldn't help but chuckled, and gently kissed him on the cheek.

In fact, Zhuo Lin knew that although Fu Zheng looked a little big and didn't like to read, he had his own way of dealing with things, otherwise he wouldn't be where he is today.

But I was always worried about him and would say a few words from time to time.

Fu Zheng reached out and wrapped her in his arms, lowered his head and kissed the bright red lips.

After a long time, he lowered his head and leaned his forehead against hers, whispered: "Alin, Zhang Bi is going to hold his son, let's have a baby too?"

Zhuo Lin had a headache. She could guess what he was thinking when she saw Mrs. Zhang’s expression before.

"Didn't you say you won't have a baby for the time being?"

Fu Zheng was also a little worried, "Yes, I don't feel at ease if you are alone in the capital now. I originally thought that we could live together in two years before we could talk about it."

Zhuo Lin pushed him to his forehead and said, "Forget it, even if we live together, you can't be at home every day." Fu Zheng now spends most of his time in the army, and even if Zhuo Lin and him return to the south, they can't be together every day.

Fu Zheng's eyes lit up, "Then ask my mother to take care of you?"

Zhuo Lin said, "Let's talk about it when it really comes."

Fu Zheng was immediately happy when he heard this, "Then let's work harder!"

"..." Zhuo Lin was speechless.

Fu Zheng stayed in the capital for more than a month, and was urgently recruited by Governor Wang a few days before the Chinese New Year. Fu Zheng was very dissatisfied with this. He originally planned to stay in the capital for the Chinese New Year with Zhuo Lin.

Zhuo Lin was also helpless, but when he was a subordinate, he could not be too casual. He had to persuade Fu Zheng, who was trying to delay time, on the grounds that he could go back to spend the New Year with his parents.

Fu Zheng originally wanted to take Zhuo Lin back to Yongcheng, but now it is approaching that Guan Zhuo Lin is busy, and it is too hard to get on the road temporarily, so he has to give up.

After seeing Fu Zheng away, Zhuo Lin had a quiet New Year in the capital.

Just after the Chinese New Year, Zhuo Lin felt that the situation in the capital was a little bad. In the past two years, the conflict between the emperor and the court officials and warlords in various places became increasingly fierce. At the most serious time, Xiao Zhu and the royal relatives and nobles in the court could not even maintain superficial peace.

Xiao Zhu was also helpless about this.

"Is it really okay for your Majesty to do this?" Zhuo Lin took a sip of coffee in a newly opened cafe outside Beijing University, and the mellow but bitter taste made her frown slightly.

Xiao Zhu gracefully stirred the coffee in front of him and smiled, "It shouldn't matter at the moment."

Zhuo Lin sighed slightly, and without saying that, she was a little worried that Xiao Zhu might be usurped by the throne at any time.

"I understand your Majesty's idea a little. Zhang Xiang also seems to have the intention to support him, but..."

Xiao Zhu smiled bitterly and said, "But most of the powerful and royal relatives in the court have opposed it."

Zhuo Lin nodded and looked at Xiao Zhu couldn't help but say, "Actually... I don't understand, is it worth it for Your Majesty to do this?" Reform has never been an easy task, because it is destined to touch the interests of many people in power. Xiao Zhu, as the king of a country, is the greatest stakeholder.

Xiao Zhu looked calm, "Alin thinks, if this continues, how many years can An Xia last?"

Zhuo Lin said nothing.

Nowadays, generals from all over the country have their own troops. Although no one blatantly rebels, they almost do not take the imperial court seriously. As long as the warlords in various places have undergone several reshuffles to strengthen their power, sooner or later someone will challenge the royal family.

Xiao Zhu put down the metal spoon in his hand and looked at Zhuo Lin and said seriously: "Just last year, there were 17 local wars in Daxia, and four generals who were separatist in one side died, and three of them were annexed. At present, there are still ten generals who have self-respecting troops in Daxia. The pattern is about to be formed, and later... the real life will be ruined."

Zhuo Lin's expression became a little more solemn, and Xiao Zhu smiled and said, "I guess Fu Zheng is disliked Wang Derui, right?"

"..." How would she say that Fu Zheng disliked Wang's surname because he delayed him in the New Year in Beijing?

After thinking about it, Zhuo Lin still said, "Fu Zheng..."

Xiao Zhu raised his hand to stop her and said, "I know, he doesn't mean that now." It's hard to say whether there will be any future.

Zhuo Lin was silent and had to admit that Xiao Zhu said that every general was not committed to rebellion at the beginning.

Xiao Zhu sighed and said, "Actually, I discussed this topic with Fu Zheng and Long Xiao in the early years. Unfortunately... I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint them."

Zhuo Lin said: "This is not something you can decide."

Xiao Zhu smiled and said, "Will Fu Zheng be back today? Would you be unhappy to hear that I would invite you to have coffee?"

Zhuo Lin was a little helpless and nodded, "He is not that stingy either."

Xiao Zhu disagreed, "Is that true? You are the only one who thinks so?"

A guard came in outside the door, walked to Xiao Zhu and leaned over and whispered a few times.

Xiao Zhu stood up and said to Zhuo Lin helplessly: "I'm really not idle at all. I'll go back first. Arlene, thank you for having coffee with me."

Zhuo Lin glanced at the coffee he hadn't drunk in front of him. Daxia people still prefer to drink tea. Although coffee is not a new variety, it has only become popular in recent years.

"Your Majesty is so serious, go slowly."

Xiao Zhu nodded and turned around and took the people away.

Zhuo Lin sat in the store and watched Xiao Zhu take people out from the glass window. After a while, she realized that Xiao Zhu seemed to have lost weight again after the New Year. It seemed that the royal family's New Year was indeed not easy.

After sitting in the cafe for a while, Zhuo Lin got up and left to go back to school to get something and then hurried home.

As soon as he walked to the school gate, he saw Zhang Zuo and a young woman lowering their heads and saying something. The woman lowered her head with her back to her as if she was sobbing. Zhang Zuo's face was a little gloomy and impatient. The moment he looked up and saw her, it quickly eased down, but he nodded at her a little uncomfortable.

"Second Young Master Zhang?" Zhuo Lin thought about it and walked over.

When the girl heard someone coming, she immediately stopped crying but the traces of crying just now could not be covered.

Zhuo Lin looked at the two of them, "Two guys are these?"

Zhang Zuo lowered his eyes and said, "Mrs. Fu, what a coincidence."

The woman couldn't help but look up at Zhuo Lin when she heard this, and quickly lowered her head again.

Zhuo Lin said: "Young Master Zhang, what a coincidence. You two... can I help you with anything?"

Zhang Zuo shook his head, "No, this is the girl from Junior Sister Xing's relative's family. She came to Beijing to visit her relatives. She was lost when she came out and walked, so I helped find someone."

Zhuo Lin was a little surprised. When did Zhang Zuo be so helpful?

However, she was not familiar with Zhang Zuo, and she had only met Xing Wei several times at some banquets, and she had never said a few words, so she didn't meddle in other people's business. She just looked at the woman, and the woman quickly whispered: "Zhang... Mr. Zhang is right, don't bother this, madam."

Zhuo Lin nodded, "That's good, I still have something to do, I'm losing my companion."

Zhang Zuo said, "Mrs. Fu walked slowly."

Zhuo Lin said goodbye to the two and walked quickly towards the school gate.

When he walked to the door, he couldn't help but look back at his back for some reason. There was no trace of the two people at the door of the store where the two were standing. Zhuo Lin raised his hand and pressed his beating eyebrows, somehow he felt a little upset.
Chapter completed!