Zhao Rong looked at him and nodded, "Wen Ruo made his own choice back then. I never mentioned it in front of him, because this is his way, and he can bear the consequences of this choice. If he does it again, he will

If you still choose this way, I am an outsider and have no right to interfere."

"Brother Hui is the same. Although I don't know what Brother Hui is struggling with, you actually already have a choice. Although you are hesitant in the middle, well, just like you are now, ask for my opinion, but what you have done so far

In fact, we have been silently moving in that direction, haven't we? Then why bother asking others."

Zhang Huizhi, who was dressed in black and had black hair, lowered his head and murmured, "Do I already have the answer in my heart... What exactly is it?"

Zhao Rong saw clearly and thought that before leaving, he could help this friend with whom he had a good rapport to clarify things so that he would avoid detours.

"Brother Hui has always admired Wen Ruo's deeds and inquired about his deeds. After knowing that his personal ethics were lacking, he hesitated instead of decisively rejecting him... This is actually Brother Hui's answer."

Zhang Huizhi was completely silent.

Zhao Rong stretched out his hand and pushed the wine bottle that Zhang Huizhi had put down forward. The latter fumbled for the wine bottle, picked it up, and took a sip.

"Is it fair...I...I understand."

Zhang Huizhi breathed out a big breath of alcohol.

Feeling relieved, the hand gripping the jade wall under the table completely let go.

"Tzuyu, I understand, but I'm still curious about something."

"What's up?"

"If it were you, how would you choose?"

Zhao Rong smiled, drank leisurely and said: "I only agree with you, because... I have no country."

Zhang Huizhi was stunned for a moment, then laughed and shook his head.

"Is Tzuyu only cultivating herself and only being responsible for beauties... No wonder she refused the invitation from His Majesty and the Empress without looking back... However, Tzuyu is indeed living an understanding and happy life."

He glanced in the direction of the kitchen with emotion, where there was a pretty and cute little girl trying food for his sweetheart.

She was brought here by Ziyu, she must be his beauty.

Zhao Rong nodded, then shook his head, "Actually, it's just a little cleverness... At least until now, that's the case. I don't have to worry about the choice, but if I really encounter it, I must choose..."

The young Confucian scholar shook his head and said no more.

Zhang Huizhi nodded and said seriously: "I understand, thank you Tzuyu."

Zhao Rong smiled and waved his hand, ready to answer, but the young scholar in front of him suddenly turned back and shouted to the Western Kitchen:

"Mother Yun, I suddenly want to eat some soy beef. I just want to let Ziyu try it. Brother Qi at the end of the village seems to have some at his house. I went to his house for a drink last time. I brought some over there. It's over there. You can get it for me.

Come."

In the back kitchen, Yun Niang, Xiao Qian'er and a group of old servants all turned their heads and looked at each other.

Yun Niang, dressed in plain clothes, nodded, wiped her hands washing vegetables on her apron, and was about to leave.

Zhang Huizhi smiled again and said: "Wait a minute. Miss Qian'er, why don't you go with Zhuo Jing and pick up some food you like?"

Yun Niang smiled and invited.

Zhao Qian'er turned her head and looked at Zhao Rong, who nodded towards her.

But the little girl shook her head and refused.

PL: Brothers, please refresh around one o'clock in the morning. You won't fall asleep this time...

I fell asleep in the early hours of yesterday and slept until ten o'clock the next morning. I have been cooing for the past few days...a bit decadent.

Maybe he encountered a writing block, but Xiaorong got over it!
Chapter completed!