Being a Lady of an Influential Family: 392, Prince An and Dujun Fu

On the other side, Zhuo Lin and Zhang Bi walked out of the parliamentary building, and there were already cars waiting for them outside.

Zhang Bi stopped and turned around and asked Zhuo Lin, "Have a meal together?"

Zhuolin shook her head and said, "No, there's something else, it's already a little late." The meeting took longer than expected, and it was almost past lunch time now.

Zhang Bi is not surprised, his relationship with Zhuo Lin was not that close even when he was young. Once they fail to cultivate deep feelings even when they are the youngest and most enthusiastic, it is even more impossible for two people who have experienced the impermanence of world affairs and the tempering of officialdom for decades.

Zhang Bi sighed helplessly and said, "It's okay, then see you later."

Zhuolin nodded indifferently and got into her car after saying goodbye to Zhang Bi.

Sitting in the car, Zhuo Lin said to the driver in front, "Go to Prince An's Mansion."

The driver responded, and was about to start the car when he heard a soft noise outside. When I looked back, I found that there was another person outside the rear door, and the next moment the door had been opened and a person sat in.

The driver turned around, dumbfounded and didn't know what to do, so he had to look at Zhuo Lin.

Zhuo Lin had a faint headache when she saw the person who suddenly sat in, and warned the tunnel, "Fu Zheng!"

The hands of the driver and assistant in front couldn't help shaking. How could this Buddha come here?

Deu Jun Fu looked at Zhuo Lin, and said to the driver in front, "Drive." Then he asked Zhuo Lin, "Have a ride, don't you mind?"

Zhuo Lin said lightly: "I'm afraid it won't go by the way,"

Fu Dujun didn't care, "It's okay, go to where you want to go first. By the way, where are you going?" He seemed very innocent.

Only in Ms. Zhuo's opinion, Fu Zheng 30 years ago can still be regarded as pleasing to the eye, and Fu Zheng's expression 30 years later can only be said to be hot eyes. I simply closed my eyes, leaned on the backrest and closed my eyes, "Prince An's Mansion."

"..." Du Jun Fu shut up and stared at Zhuo Lin for a while before saying, "You have a good relationship with him."

Zhuolin ignored him, and she didn't bother to open her eyes and said to the driver in front, "Let's go."

"Yes." The driver came back to his senses and responded quickly.

The car was very quiet all the way. The driver was staring at the road, and the assistant was sitting in front of him so stiff that he didn't even dare to move his eyes.

Zhuo Lin was still closing her eyes and recuperating. Dujun Fu stared at her for a long time, but she didn't find it interesting, so she closed her eyes and recuperated.

When they arrived at the place, the butler of Prince An's Mansion was also startled when he saw the two people who pushed the car door down.

"Zhuo...Ms. Zhuo, this..." The white-faced and beardless middle-aged butler looked at Governor Fu with some caution before looking at Zhuo Lin again.

Dujun Fu rolled his eyes, "What are you looking at? Come and see an old friend, can I still beat him?"

The housekeeper also knew that his master's friendship with this man was not bad back then, but he wasn't really worried about Dujun Fu's actions. Zhuo Lin said lightly, "It's okay, I'm sorry to bother you."

The housekeeper sighed in his heart, and after thinking about it for a while, he was afraid he couldn't stop him, so he turned sideways and said, "The two of you, please, I'll have someone tell the third master."

Dujun Fu raised his head and glanced at the plaque of Prince An's Mansion, and snorted, "Hypocritical."

"..." The other two thought he was farting.

It's already late spring and early summer, and even in the Prince An's Mansion in the north, there is a lot more freshness than in winter.

There are still only those people, and the entire palace looks extraordinarily quiet. The butler directly led the two to the garden in the backyard of the palace. A servant with quick legs was already there to report, and Prince An was waiting there.

The garden is full of lush greenery, with willows hanging on the embankment by the lake, and lotus leaves on the water.

Prince An, dressed in a plain white gown, is sitting by the river leaning against a willow tree to fish. After hearing the voice, he looked back at the three of them and smiled at Dujun Fu, "Long time no see, I didn't expect you to come to my door."

Duke Fu glanced at the fish that were still jumping out of the wooden barrel next to him, and said, "You are very leisurely."

Prince An put away the fishing rod, stood up and said with a smile, "What can I do other than relax now? I didn't expect you to come with me. I'm afraid I don't have enough lunch. Take these fish and add a meal together. Well."

The housekeeper immediately raised the wooden barrel and said respectfully, "Yes, third master."

Prince An nodded and smiled at the two of them, "Sit next to me?" The two naturally had no objection, so the three walked into the pavilion next to them and sat down.

The garden of Prince An's Mansion has a Jiangnan style and is very elegant and deep. Sitting in the gazebo, all you can see are pictures.

However, none of the people present had much time to appreciate the picturesque scenery. Prince An rolled up his sleeves and poured a cup of tea for each of them before asking, "Why are you here together?"

Zhuolin said indifferently, "Just finished the meeting at the Council Building."

Prince An chuckled and looked at Du Jun Fu with interest, "Du Jun Fu is really free, and he came to me on the way." Du Jun Fu snorted softly and said, "If you are free, you Since I refuse to come out, I have to come in to find you sooner or later. It happened to be on the way, so that no one else would think too much."

Prince An rubbed his chin in thought, nodded and said, "That's right." If Fu Zheng came to see him alone, others might have something to think about. But if you come with Zhuo Lin, although you will inevitably need to supplement the brain, the direction of the brain supplement is probably going to deviate hundreds of thousands of miles.

Zhuo Lin drank tea and said, "So, I am the idler."

Prince An gave her a good-natured smile, stretched out his hand and pushed the dim sum in front of her to her, and said, "How do you say this? It's rare that you are willing to come and accompany me to have a meal, he is an idler."

"..." Fu Dujun stared deeply at Prince An, but it was a pity that even if Prince An abdicated early, he was not an ordinary person, so he didn't attack this with his eyes.

Prince An looked at Zhuo Lin and said calmly, "Are you still going back to Yunzhou?"

Zhuolin nodded, "It's natural, I only officially took office last year, so I can't just run this year, right? Besides... I think Yunzhou is very good."

Fu Zheng said dissatisfiedly, "What's so good about Yunzhou? It's still cold in the backcountry... You can choose from the six southern provinces, Jiangcheng, Yongcheng, or Yingzhou! This governor is not like Long Xiao. Stingy."

Zhuolin rubbed her brows with a headache, decided to ignore the noise, and continued to say to Prince An, "What do you think of the things I gave you before?"

Prince An nodded, took a thick file bag from the cabinet behind him and said, "I've seen it, it's very good. It seems that you have really put a lot of thought into these years. But...I have a question. ..."

Zhuolin said, "I know that each place is in its own right, and no matter how good the plan is, it's useless, so I'll show it to you." Because there is no possibility of implementation. But Zhuo Lin felt unwilling to leave it on the shelf and let it be submerged in dust.

Prince An sighed, "It's a pity."

Fu Dujun stared at the luck of the two people who were talking to themselves, and said that they were lonely when they dared to love labor and capital. Both of them thought he didn't exist?

"What is it that makes you both miss?" Fu Zheng interjected reluctantly.

Prince An glanced at Zhuo Lin, and Zhuo Lin shook her head to show that she didn't care. Since it was something that couldn't be put into practice, it naturally didn't need to be kept secret.

In other words, even if this thing can be put into practice, it does not need to be kept secret. It is a good thing to be able to implement it no matter who does it. So Prince An handed the document bag in his hand to Du Jun Fu, and Du Jun Fu opened the document bag and pulled out a thick stack of documents full of handwriting.

Although it has been many years, Dujun Fu can still see at a glance that the handwriting on it is written by Zhuo Lin. Zhuo Lin's handwriting has some differences from when she was young, but she can still recognize it.

The handwriting does not appear to be new, and has apparently been written for quite some time. There are also some annotations and revisions made in fresh red handwriting, which are obviously the handwriting of Prince Ann.

Duke Fu took a quick glance - Anxia's future development outline and plan.

A few more lines of the previous content, Dujun Fu will know why Prince An and Zhuo Lin said it was impossible to implement.

Such a huge plan can never be completed in one place and one city. It is only possible if the entire Anxia is unified. Even if Anxia is unified, it is hard to say whether the incumbents can have this courage.

This is also Prince An's opinion. Qing Jun's red handwriting marked his worries next to it, which was particularly dazzling.

Duke Fu didn't think much about it, and didn't even bother about Prince An and Zhuo Lin, who left him alone and talked to himself, and quickly flipped through the documents in his hand.

But until the housekeeper came to invite the three to dinner, Du Jun Fu's documents had just been read less than a quarter.

Following Prince An to get up, Dujun Fu directly packed the documents and carried them into his arms. Seeing that Zhuo Lin and Prince An both turned their heads and stared at him, Du Jun Fu said confidently, "Anyway, what you said is useless, let me see it for two days."

Jolyn was speechless.

Duke Fu looked at Zhuo Lin, "You woman... you have been in Yunzhou all these years, just thinking about these things?"

Zero Lin glanced at him blankly, "What? I can't think about it?"

Fu Dujun was a little distressed, scratched his head and said, "It's not, it's just..." It's a bit strange, and he can't explain why it's strange. Probably because... Even though Zhuo Lin was very smart when the two were still together back then, she was still quite different from now, right?

Prince An looked at the two with a smile and said, "Okay, let's eat first. If there is anything else, we can talk about it after dinner."

The three of them had lunch together at Prince An's Mansion, but Zhuo Lin got up first to say goodbye after the meal.

The assistant came in and told her that she had business affairs that she needed to handle, and Zhuo Lin got up and said goodbye without delay.

Dujun Fu did not leave with her. After watching Zhuo Lin leave, only Prince An and Dujun Fu left the study room with a strange atmosphere.

"Why don't you go with her?" Prince An said with a light smile as he looked at Du Jun Fu, whose expression was fluctuating.

Duke Fu snorted softly, "What do I have to do with her? Why should I go with her?"

Prince An shook his head and sighed lightly, "You two...I knew you were so useless, I shouldn't have let go easily in the first place."

Fu Dujun rolled his eyes, "Don't talk nonsense? Even without me, she wouldn't be able to enter the palace to be your concubine. What do you think? Besides, she liked labor and management! Did she like you?"

Prince An couldn't help laughing, "I think so clearly."

Zhuo Lin couldn't have entered the palace to be his concubine in those days, and naturally it is impossible to reunite with Fu Zheng today. This is something they all know well.

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Fu Zheng waved his hand and said, "Okay, labor and capital don't mean that, it's been so many years, who still cares about that thing every day."

Prince An raised his eyebrows, "So, if she has someone else one day, you don't care?"

Duke Fu was furious, patted the table and said, "She has been helping Long Xiao's grandson against me all these years, what did the labor and capital say?!"

Dujun Fu admits that he is really not a good person, but he is also not so self-righteous and thinks that Laozi is the best in the world. He has been divorced from Zhuo Lin for many years, and has many wives and concubines, and he has never felt that Zhuo Lin should be like a jade for him.

Even if he does get back with Zhuo Lin one day, he won't care about these things.

Of course, this is probably just a dream.

"..." Prince An looked at him speechlessly, and Dujun Fu was uneasy and annoyed by him, "What do you mean?"

Prince An sighed, "Are you stupid?"

"Don't think that you are the prince and I won't dare to beat you." Du Jun Fu gritted his teeth.

Prince An rubbed his brows, "Long Xiao's great-grandmother was born in Luochuan Sheng's clan, and she and Arlene's great-grandfather are brothers and sisters, and Long Xiao is her cousin."

"Long Xiao, labor and capital are going to kill you!" After a long time, Commander Fu let out a roar.

Prince An said with a smile, "So, you agreed to divorce so happily, because you thought Arlene had something to do with Long Xiao? I heard that you two had a fight?"

Dujun Fu's face was ashen as he glared fiercely at the man who was smiling like a spring breeze in front of him.

Prince An shook his head fearlessly, and said with emotion, "When Arlene first fell in love with you, it was true that there was something wrong with her eyes. Fortunately, she left early, otherwise I would have been mad at you all these years. I see your Fengcheng. , is more than ten times stronger than you."

Duke Fu snorted softly, "No matter how good it is, he is my son, can you manage it?"

"It's hard to say." Prince Ann smiled.

"Xiao Zhu, do you want to die?" Du Jun Fu gritted his teeth.

Prince An waved his hand and said, "Okay, you are lucky, I can't compare to you. You are here today, you didn't come here on purpose to talk to me, right? If you have anything, just tell me."

Dujun Fu raised his head and glanced at him. The colorful expression on his face faded in an instant, and his eyebrows became more solemn, "The royal arsenal of that year... Whose hands did it fall into?"

Prince An was also startled and frowned, "The Royal Arsenal? Wasn't it split up? The Military Department and the Cabinet have built their own arsenals, part of the Royal Arsenal was merged, and the rest... are useless. Sold."

The royal arsenal at that time was too large and bloated, and the efficiency and quality were surprisingly low. More than half of the people are messing around, and the other half are related households. If there is no need to stay, it is better to build a new one.

"What happened?" Prince An asked in a deep voice, looking at Du Jun Fu.