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Chapter 291

Mrs. Zhao was not interested in this kind of performance. The cheers outside made her feel noisy. As soon as they went out, she asked the maid to close the window.

Zheng Xiaoyan looked up and wondered what she said to her grandma. She nodded, turned around and left. Zheng Xiaoyan took Brother Zhao to watch the sideshow alone.

The troupe performed very late, and they only breathed fire, smashed boulders on their chests, and swallowed long swords. When Zhao Geer looked at the back, he felt bored and fell asleep. He called Zheng Xiaoyan to go back, but Zheng Xiaoyan coaxed him to go back. He said that grandma went to buy him sweet cakes and she hasn't come back yet. She should be on the way now. Can we go look for her?

Brother Zhao nodded.

He didn't go out much, and he wasn't very familiar with Guangfu Street. He trusted Zheng Xiaoyan wholeheartedly and let Zheng Xiaoyan lead him. As a result, Zheng Xiaoyan took him to a small alley, with her grandma standing in it, and behind her. Following two men, as soon as they saw him, the two men came up and grabbed him, trying to drag him to the carriage aside. Brother Zhao was frightened and hugged Zheng Xiaoyan's arms tightly. Zheng Xiaoyan pinched him. , he let go after feeling the pain, and then heard Zheng Xiaoyan say to the two people, sell him far away, and it would be best not to let him return to Beijing for the rest of his life.

He was seven years old at the time, and he was not stupid. He was extremely frightened, struggled desperately, and yelled. The two men were afraid of attracting people, so they punched him in the stomach.

Brother Zhao's body seemed to be numb, he was arching and retching in pain, and was speechless for a moment.

After the initial shock, a wave of hostility came up. Fang Zichen was so angry that his eyes were red. If Zheng Xiaoyan were here, he would have to slap her so that she would go straight down to find her parents.

"This damn bitch." Fang Zichen gritted his teeth: "Then you should go back and tell your parents to take care of that bitch."

If this matter were left to him, he would look for it first as soon as he entered the capital gate today. Go home, complain, and then lead the people to the Hou Mansion, where they will definitely beat Zheng Xiaoyan until he becomes paralyzed.

Brother Zhao's suffering for half his life was all thanks to her, and even being disabled was a minor blow.

Brother Zhao's heart was sour, his eyes were moist, and his voice was almost trembling.

"My mother, she also saw it at that time."

Fang Zichen's eyes widened and he felt incredulous: "What did you say?"

"I was put into the carriage and when I was about to leave, my mother rushed out... "..."

But she was stopped by Zheng Xiaoyan.

The carriage drove very fast and disappeared in a flash.

She obviously saw it all.

But now, Zheng Xiaoyan is still alive, adopted into the Zhao Mansion, and has become the wife of the Hou Mansion.

Zheng Xiaoyan made such a mistake, Mrs. Zhao even adopted her...

Fang Zichen was silent.

Ask yourself, if Xiaofeng smashes his son, it doesn't matter if it is accidental. If it is intentional, he will not let Xiaofeng have an easy time.

Are you still going to be adopted and raised under your knees?

Even if you don't die, you have to be disabled. Even if you don't die, it's all good.

Where did Mrs. Zhao put Brother Zhao in this way? Is a niece more important than a biological brother?

Or is this person confused?

"We're not going back." Fang Zichen hugged Brother Zhao tightly: "We're not going back."

It's okay not to have such parents. He really wanted to kill Zheng Xiaoyan at this moment, but...

the daughter-in-law of Zhengsanpin, if he kills him today, he will be killed tomorrow.

I'm afraid this matter will have to be dealt with slowly.

Fang Zichen tasted it for the first time.

Brother Zhao hugged Fang Zichen so hard that it hurt to breathe. He thought that Zheng Peiyao knew what Zheng Xiaoyan had done and would send her back to Zheng's house. As a result...

he couldn't stop feeling resentment in his heart. At the same time, I couldn't control my grievance.

Why do you do this to him?

For more than ten years, he has been thinking about home all the time. When Fang Zichen didn't show up, what he thought about most was his mother.

When he was sold, he tried his best to escape and received countless beatings. The whip and the wooden stick hit him again and again, beating him like a dog. His face was pressed against the dirty ground. He was dying, but even so, he never gave up the idea of ​​​​escape.

He was cutting grass, chopping firewood, washing clothes, and plowing the fields. He was obviously so busy that he didn't even have time to breathe. But no matter how busy he was, he still found some time, wondering if his parents were frantically looking for him everywhere, but he was missing. Will his parents be in pain? Will they come to save him?

Can he be found?

If possible, could you hurry up? He really can't stand it any longer.

After all, his parents failed to save him.

Now, he is back...but those desires and expectations have become a joke.

Zheng Xiaoyan was not driven back to the Zheng family, but actually adopted her...

Since his parents were like this, he wouldn't go back, he didn't want to go back.

Fang Zichen comforted him over and over again.

"Don't be sad. If you are really sad, then look at me more."

Brother Zhao sniffed and raised his head from his arms. His crying eyes were as red as a rabbit.

"Looking at you, can I not be sad?"

"When you are in a bad mood, look at more beautiful things and you will feel better." Fang Zichen shook his head, and then pushed up the hair on his forehead with a gesture He said coolly: "I didn't wash my hair yesterday. Now I can barely be regarded as a 'human being'. If you look at me more, I will feel better."

Brother Zhao burst out laughing and seemed not to be sad at all. A jar of sugar was poured into the bowl of bitter porridge.

Fang Zichen gently wiped away the tears on his face, placed another kiss on his trembling eyes, then pressed his forehead against his and said tenderly: "I will help you take revenge in the future. I will definitely kidnap that bitch." If you let her come to vent your anger, I will try my best to be nice to you, earn a lot of money for you, let you sleep on gold bars, travel in groups of slaves, and use silver notes as toilet paper. If you have a big butt, just take a hundred If it doesn't work, I'll drink some more and give you the entire bank of Daxia."

Brother Zhao bit him on the chin and glared at him with red and swollen eyes: "You're talking nonsense again, you. Your butt is big."

Fang Zichen drove again: "My butt is not big, but my penis is big."

Anyone else might not know what this meant, but Brother Zhao knew it and wanted to hit him right away. He stood up and ran away. In a hurry, Brother Zhao wanted to grab his hair.

However, the hair slipped through the fingers.

"You're laughing so hard." Fang Zichen ran to the door and put his hand on his waist: "You can't catch the grease in the world."

Brother Zhao picked up his shoes and threw them at him.

Fang Zichen hurriedly opened the door and ran away.

Brother Zhao buried his head on the pillow and laughed.

It doesn't matter, he still has a husband and a son. It doesn't matter if he doesn't have parents, he has a husband, that's fine!

Zheng Xiaoyan dares to harm him, and it doesn't matter if her parents don't avenge him. If her husband is targeting her, Zheng Xiaoyan will definitely go to hell.

Moreover, even if her parents avenge him, the most they can do is punish Zheng Xiaoyan once and send her back to the Zheng family. But if her husband takes action, Zheng Xiaoyan will never think about it. If he is paralyzed, even half his life will be in vain.

Fang Zichen entered the next room. Xiaofeng was packing the luggage he had brought. Guaizi was sitting at the window, raising his head slightly and looking at the sky, looking thoughtful.

Looking at his pretense, Fang Zichen was speechless.

Does this damn kid think that by pretending to be thoughtful, he can pretend to be a wise man?

He walked over and slapped the good boy on the head.

"What are you thinking about?"

Guaizi covered his head: "I was thinking that dad was sad for Simo just now."

"Have you figured it out?" Fang Zichen asked.

"This is a very profound and difficult question. My dear boy, even if I try to inject it into my brain, it will start to smoke~" My dear boy touched the seeds on his brain and then raised his index finger: "I haven't figured it out yet. Guai Zai thinks that Gui Zai might be able to think of birds while eating chicken to replenish his energy. "

Fang Zichen: "..."

Don't you get tired of thinking about eating chicken all day long?

He was eating so much that he almost went bankrupt. He even had a few bowls of rice a day, but he didn't see any growth. It was all in vain.

If he didn't have any ability and had such a bad guy, his belt would be tightened from time to time.

Fang Zichen went down and asked the waiter to bring some food to the room. The good boy sneaked into the next room. Seeing Brother Zhao's eyes were red, he knew that he had just cried. He climbed up on the bed, hugged Brother Zhao and pursed his lips. Her pinky little mouth gave him a wink.

"Dad, don't cry Duo Bird. Do you want to have a grandchild?"

Brother Zhao was a little stunned.

"I heard from Ren that if you have grandchildren, everything will be fine, and you will be happy. If you don't have grandchildren, you will cry. Don't cry." Guaizi said, "When Yang Zhu and I get married next year, I will give you some grandchildren." "Don't cry, Doha."

"It's too fast." Brother Zhao said, "You are still young, and daddy..." It's not because he didn't have his grandson to hold him. If he had a grandson to hug him at this age, he would probably cry even more sadly.

Before he could finish his words, the good boy said, "No, no, no, Yang Zhu and I fell in love at first sight."

Brother Zhao choked.

"Do you like you Uncle Yang so much?"

"I do!" Guaizi tilted his head: "Yangzhu Piaojiang, Guaizi also wants to go around, and Liu Dali, but my father said that he is too carefree and will have a rotten penis. I can only have one, Yang Zhu is pretty, and handsome guys only fall in love with handsome guys, so they can't be with ordinary people, so the good boy can be with Yang Zhu."

Brother Zhao sighed when he saw him talking nonsense again.

When I was young, I always liked to think about these unreasonable things, and I learned bad things from my husband.

Brother Zhao thought.

After eating, the waiter brought hot water and took a nice bath. Brother Zhao's depressed mood was finally gone.

I haven't been able to do much washing on the ship for more than half a month. The conditions on the ship are not good, and the hot water is expensive and expensive. I can only wash my body every two days. Fortunately, it is winter now. If it were summer, I'm afraid it would stink. .

Brother Zhao is used to washing himself every day. Even if he wipes himself, he still feels uncomfortable.

The good boy slept with Xiaofeng, so Brother Zhao forced him to be separated when summer came this year.

Although he is still short, he is already five years old. It is not appropriate to sleep with him anymore. Moreover, this child always likes to be careless. He once asked Liuyou, "Do you and your father sleep on top of each other?"

Brother Zhao's head was smoldering on the spot, and he decided that this kid couldn't stay in the room no matter what.

The good boy wanted to sleep in the room, but he was spanked twice by Brother Zhao. His little buttocks hurt for a long time. Brother Zhao looked at him eagerly with a small wooden stick. He covered his buttocks and did not dare to say a word. He walked into the room slowly, obediently holding the pillow and his quilt, and entered Xiaofeng's room.

Later, I got used to it, and I would obediently sneak into Xiaofeng's house every night.

Living in an inn is expensive after all. It cost about one tael a day plus food. It was still cheap, but Brother Zhao was still distressed. He got up early the next day and wanted to look for a room outside.

Whether he was disappointed or angry, he didn't want to go back to Zhao's house right now.

But the capital was overcrowded, and it was difficult to find an apartment. I couldn't find a suitable one for several days.

Fang Zichen originally thought that eating in inns was expensive, but after eating two meals out, he realized that it was not expensive in hotels, but everywhere.

After all, it is a first-tier city and the consumption level is high!

A handful of green vegetables used to cost four cents in Yuanzhou, but here in the capital it costs six cents. It's really fucking embarrassing.

The waiter at the inn said that they stayed early, and the prices offered to them by the inns at the moment were considered cheap. By the middle of the month, all the inns in the capital would begin to raise their prices uniformly.

Although it is far from Yuanzhou to the capital, Fang Zichen found the best route and did not go all the way to Beijing along the official road. After arriving at Huaiyuan, he transferred to the waterway, which saved most of the time. If he entered Beijing along the official road, it would at least take By mid-December, most candidates come to Beijing at this time, and hotels and restaurants always want to take advantage of this time to make a profit.

Although it is a bit unethical, there is no businessman without treachery.

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Father Zhao: In these years, I have been a big grievance...

Chapter 292

The small inn where I am staying now costs several hundred yuan a day. I will look through it again when the time comes...

Brother Zhao doesn't dare to think about it, and he doesn't dare to delay, for fear of being late. I was cheated when I was renting a house.

Although I have made some money now, I am still afraid of poverty. I still want to break a copper coin in half and spend it.

He and Fang Zichen went out to look for a room at dawn every day, while Xiaofeng and Guaizi waited in the inn.

When Xia Jinghong led people to look for him, Guaizi and Xiaofeng were washing clothes in the backyard of the inn. Guaizi's little hands were red from the cold. He was sitting on a small bench, holding on to a thick piece of clothes and humming. He washed the clothes on the washboard in a graceful manner, more skillful than the wives in the village who had been married for more than ten years. Xiaofeng was washing the dirty clothes by hand at the side.

The good boy looked up and saw him, and was startled: "Ah, uncle Qian, it's you?"

Xiaofeng turned around and recognized him. It was Xia Jinghong, a wealthy businessman who had been on the boat with them a few days ago

, who walked in. He couldn't help pinching the little boy's face that was red from the cold: " Are you doing the laundry?

" The boy nodded: "Yeah!"

"Isn't there anyone in the inn to help you wash? ?" Xia Jinghong was a little confused. Although he has never stayed in an inn, he also knows that there are people in the inn who help with laundry.

"Yes!" Xiaofeng said, and his stuttering improved a lot after Fang Zichen corrected him: "But, I need money."

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Guests could use the water in the backyard of the inn, so Xiaofeng took Guaizi to wash it himself.

They came from the village and had never done any work. Washing a few clothes was as simple as eating.

Xia Jinghong felt that the two children were very sensible. He looked around for a moment and touched his head: "Where are your father and dad?"

Xiaofeng knew that he had misunderstood, but did not correct him.

"Go out and look for the house. You are looking for father. What's the matter?"

"No, I just want to chat with him. You guys can be busy." Xia Jinghong came out of the backyard and sat in the lobby to wait. His clothes and temperament were all wealthy. A pot of good tea was served.

An old man next to Xia Jinghong threw him a piece of indigo silver. This inn was small and the location was not good enough. Usually, the old man came rarely.

The waiter immediately beamed: "Thank you, thank you." Xia Jinghong waited impatiently and ordered to the side. : "Send someone out to have a look."

"Yes!"

The capital city is prosperous and vast, and the streets are crowded with people. It is not easy to find someone.

At noon, not only Fang Zichen and Brother Zhao didn't come back, but the people they sent out also didn't come back either.

Xia Jinghong asked the waiter to cook a few dishes and invited the two younger ones to come over and eat.

After staying together on the boat for more than half a month, Guaizi was not polite to him. He sat on a stool and started eating.

Ignoring the pile of bones next to the bowl, just look at his appearance, with his big black eyes, small nose, and pink little mouth. It can be said that he is very cute.

The good boy likes to eat everything he eats. He is not picky at all. He eats whatever is available. On the boat, the white rice mixed with spicy sauce is so dry that he can make a few bowls of it.

Xia Jinghong loved watching him eat the most, but considering that this kid had such a good appetite, Fang Zichen was probably very stressed. No wonder he loved money so much.

Guai Zai's favorite food is chicken, followed by Zhao Geer's braised pork knuckles.

Xia Jinghong watched him eat chicken drumsticks. He only had a few bites of chicken drumsticks and only one bone was left. He couldn't help but swallow.

It's really fierce!

At such a young age, even a big man would have to give in when it comes to cooking.

The old man behind Xia Jinghong was also dumbfounded and his eyes were straight.

After giving him another piece of chicken, Xia Jinghong looked at the good boy in a funny way: "You love chicken so much?"

"Yeah." The good boy took a bite of the chicken and his mouth was oily: "My father said, I am tied to the chicken

I picked it up in the cage, so I especially like Western chicken because it tastes like home-made chicken." "Oh~ "

said the good boy, "Brother Xiaofeng is so cruel, I won't sleep with you tonight."

The night ban in Beijing is late, so it will be evening, but in winter the days are short and the nights are long. It looked like it was about six o'clock, but it was already dark.

Fang Zichen and Brother Zhao came out of an alley a little dejectedly. They had just gone to see a house together.

Fang Zichen had to attend the Spring Festival, so Brother Zhao wanted to find a quieter house, but the shopkeeper took them to an alley. The location was very remote, the house was small and damp, and it was next to a coffin shop. Zhao No matter how I look at it, I feel it is not to my liking.

At this moment, he was feeling a little sad. Fang Zichen suddenly approached him and whispered: "Someone is following us."

Brother Zhao's heart skipped a beat: "Huh?" He looked back without leaving a trace, and saw several men following him furtively. Behind them.

Brother Zhao reacted immediately. He held Fang Zichen's arm: "Husband, are they?" His eyes were shining. Fang Zichen was not afraid of him at all. On the contrary, he felt a little excited.

In the past, in Fu'an Town and Yuanzhou, Brother Zhao had never encountered such a thing because he was afraid of Fang Zichen.

Fang Zichen was very excited when he saw that those bastards were well dressed. He whispered in Brother Zhao's ear and didn't know what he said. The light in Zhao Brother's eyes soared and he covered his mouth and laughed.

When those men saw Fang Zichen handing the purse to Brother Zhao, they separated from him. Then they saw Brother Zhao walking unconsciously to the side alley, and they didn't think much about it, secretly saying that they were lucky today.

Brother Zhao finally reached a dead end. He turned around with a frown on his face and saw a few people blocking him behind him. His face was instantly horrified.

"You, who are you?"

"Of course they are the ones who robbed you!" One of the short men touched his chin and scanned Brother Zhao up and down: "Little girl, what if you..."

A tall man next to him said He slapped him on the head: "You don't have fucking eyes? This is a brother, where did you come from?" He didn't look at the short man's aggrieved eyes, and took a few steps closer to Brother Zhao: "Xiao Brother, if you are wise, please hand over the money."

Brother Zhao didn't panic at all. He glanced behind him and suddenly laughed.

"It's me who should be saying this. If you're sensible, just hand over the money obediently, otherwise you won't be able to leave today."

The tall man was stunned for a moment, then he laughed: "Oh, little brother "Didn't you rinse your mouth today? You have such a loud breath." As soon as he finished speaking, his sleeve was pulled and he saw the person next to him pointing sharply behind him.

Fang Zichen was standing at the entrance of the alley, and he had a wooden stick in his hand. He was looking at them with a smile, and the wooden stick slapped his palms again and again.

Those who robbed were robbed. This was a naked slap in the face.

Although Fang Zichen was tall and seemed to stand out from the crowd, he had a scholarly face. It looked like he could burp on the spot with just one or two fists, and even a few men didn't give in to him.

"You're here just in time, let's clean it up together. I hate people who are so tall." said the short man.

Fang Zichen sneered, walked towards them, and then swung the wooden stick at them like a dog, one after another. These guys didn't have any boxing skills at all, but they just relied on the strength of the crowd. Not to mention resisting, they just Fang Zichen, who was nearby, was paralyzed and was beaten so hard that he ran around with his head in his hands. When he tried to run away, Fang Zichen beat him back with a stick.

With Fang Zichen's wooden stick in his hand, he was 'invincible'. If the Beggar Clan's dog-beating club skills were as good as Fang Zichen's, the Beggar Clan would probably dominate the martial arts world.

When it was completely dark, Fang Zichen and Zhao Geer came back from outside. They didn't know what was going on and kept smiling.

They were not surprised when they returned to the inn and met Xia Jinghong. Xia Jinghong wanted to discuss with Fang Zichen how to become an official. Fang Zichen waved his hand and said that he had just done a big business today and was starving, so he should eat first.

Xia Jinghong waited all afternoon, but he was not in a hurry for this moment. He waited for people to go upstairs, and the guard who went out to look for people in the afternoon also came back. He leaned down and reported to Xia Jinghong in a low voice. When Xia Jinghong heard this, he was dumbfounded: "Seriously? "

I don't dare to deceive you."

When he came down after eating and drinking, Brother Zhao didn't know if it was an illusion, but Xia Jinghong's eyes seemed a little different from usual.

Xia Jinghong also didn't expect that this guy, who seemed so well-behaved and clever, could actually do such a "conscientious" thing.

He originally thought that this guy was honest, obedient, sensible, and well-behaved. He should be looking for a simple and honest man. How could he be with Fang Zichen, who was smooth-talking and incoherent, for so long? It's an act of cowardice and half-measures.

Really, people cannot be judged by their appearance! !

...

Fang Zichen beat some of the robbers until they screamed. Brother Zhao robbed them of their money and saw that their clothes were good, so he took them off again.

The guard who was ordered to search for the person hid outside and listened to the screams coming from the alley. He didn't think anything was wrong until he heard the sinister and treacherous laughter of Fang Zichen and Brother Zhao, and he stuck his head out. Looking at it, he didn't know why, but listening to it made his hair stand on end and his spine trembled.

After Fang Zichen and Brother Zhao left, he entered the alley, where five or six men were lying on their backs, whining and moaning, and their whole bodies were covered in sweat.

It's miserable, it's so miserable, it's so miserable.

The methods of these two people's actions are even more terrifying than those of murderers and hustlers.

Fang Zichen held a push of clothes, and Brother Zhao counted the dirty goods in detail, his face flushed with joy: "Husband, husband, there are eighty-two taels in total! These people are really rich."

"Yes." Fang Zichen He was also happy: "These blind people dare to take our ideas. It's bad luck for them. If they make a few more transactions, we will make a fortune."

Brother Zhao's eyes were bright, as if he had discovered a way to get rich, and he found a pawn. Once the shop was pawned, the clothes and shoes were taken off, and another four taels were obtained.

Brother Zhao and Fang Zichen continued to wander around tacitly, and then came back when they saw that it was getting late.

The guard felt a little scared when he thought of Brother Zhao's eyes shining with excitement when he took off someone's clothes.

Xia Jinghong has lived for more than thirty years and has never seen such a scholar. He is really a gangster, even worse than a gangster.

Fang Zichen sat opposite Xia Jinghong. After chatting with him for half an hour, he wanted to go back to his room and sleep.

Xia Jinghong was chatting enthusiastically. Although he was 'well-read', Fang Zichen had read famous quotes, which were quite new to him. Some of them were even unheard of by him.

He knew this person's character. If he had money, everything would be easy to discuss. As soon as he raised his hand, the old man next to him put one or fifty taels of silver ingots on the table, and then slowly pushed it towards Fang Zichen.

Fang Zichen: "..."

Damn it.

Rich people really don't regard money as money. They just spend fifty taels casually.

Fang Zichen hurriedly stuffed the money into his pocket, and made a cup of hot tea and handed it to Xia Jinghong, enthusiastically: "Come on, come on, drink some hot tea to warm yourself up, let's talk all night long today."

Xia Jinghong looked at it funny He: "Didn't you just say that staying up late is not good?"

"Yes, staying up late is indeed not good." Fang Zicheng didn't understand his ridicule and followed suit: "But I like staying up late very much, which makes me want to challenge the Lord of Hell. "

Xia Jinghong: "..."

Brother Zhao was playing with his two children in the room. When he saw that it was late and Fang Zichen didn't come back, he knew that he was being entangled by Xia Jinghong. This man was like this on the ship. He loves to hear his husband brag most.

Brother Zhao took a cloak and gave it to him. Fang Zichen smiled and let him put it on: "So considerate? I love you, thank you. Kiss me, young husband."

Brother Zhao patted him on the back. , didn't use much force, and then ran up the stairs.

Chapter 293

Xia Jinghong watched this scene silently: "You and your husband have a really good relationship."

"Of course, it's just such a husband!" Fang Zichen said.

Xia Jinghong heard something wrong and raised his eyebrows: "Then why don't you marry one more?"

"Why marry so many?" Fang Zichen glanced upstairs and lowered his voice: "One is enough for me to serve. Marry another. Of the two ancestors in my family, I have to die young, and I only like Brother Zhao." Seeing Xia Jinghong's surprised look, Fang Zichen waved his hands: "I am a very dedicated and dedicated good man, and I am a good man. You are different.

"

Xia Jinghong said seriously: "Actually, I am also a good man."

"Hey, didn't you just say that there were a dozen people in your backyard? He pulled up the stool, approached Xia Jinghong, and asked mysteriously: "Big brother."

"Huh?"

"I have a problem, can you help me clear it up?"

Xia Jinghong glanced at him. : "What?"

Fang Zichen was very curious: "There are so many people in your backyard. Do you ever feel that you are unable to do what you want, that you are exhausted, that you are powerless and that you can't do it?"

Xia Jinghong: "..."

This kind of thing, It's a matter of a man's dignity, so if you can't do it, you have to say yes.

Xia Jinghong straightened his chest: "That's not true. I control seven women at night, and it's no problem."

Fang Zichen looked at him carefully and laughed happily: "You are really good at bragging. Do you think you are the emperor?" ? The emperor has three thousand beauties in his harem. He is busy with government affairs during the day and has to fight at night. He is so powerful. I suspect that he has six kidneys. A man who is a ninety-five-year-old man is so powerful."

Xia Jinghong's forehead was throbbing with veins, and he was waiting next to him. The old man looked at Fang Zichen with wide eyes, as if he had said something extraordinary.

Fang Zichen took a sip of tea and said pitifully: "No matter how powerful he is, he is still pitiful."

Xia Jinghong was surprised when he heard someone say that the emperor was pitiful for the first time.

"...Why is he so pitiful?"

"I heard that he had to get up early in the morning to go to court. After going to court, he had to review memorials. At night, he had to pamper his concubines and fight until midnight. Isn't this pitiable? "?" Fang Zichen said.

Xia Jinghong's expression was a bit indescribable: "You are indeed pitiful when you say that."

Fang Zichen nodded and began to talk shamelessly: "But as a person for the people, you have to relieve the emperor's worries, so I came here to do his best. I hope he can see my excellence and make me a third-rank official.

It's really not possible. I can only do it if I'm a fourth-rank official." Forget it about becoming the emperor?"

Fang Zichen looked at him: "Oh, you don't understand. There must be an exception for everything. I think special policies should be implemented for particularly outstanding talents. Forget it about being the emperor. I won't do it if you ask me. No matter how hard you work, you can only eat a few bowls of rice. Since ancient times, have you seen anyone live to be eighty? I still want to live to be a hundred years old!"

Xia Jinghong's chest heaved: "In that case, Being an official for the people is hard work, why do you want to do it again?"

Fang Zichen said helplessly: "My son really wants to be an official for the second generation, and I am a very patriotic person, so I just want to be an official and shine for Daxia. , but I think it's also quite annoying. You may not know that I am a relatively promising person, and I have to stand out from others in everything I do. I am afraid that if I become an official, I will be too awesome, and the emperor will be afraid of me and want to behead me. "

Xia Jinghong didn't know why, but he suddenly felt a sense of respect for Fang Zichen in his heart. It was quite impressive to be able to say such 'shameless' words without changing his expression.

He took a sip of tea and said, "You are thinking too much. Why would the emperor want to behead you? If you were really talented, he would not even have time to pay attention to you."

"You are not the emperor, you don't understand." Fang Zichen said with a determined look on his face: " How can he allow others to snore beside the couch? This emperor is very suspicious. After eating every day, he always feels that someone wants to snatch his stool and poison him. If any minister has too much power, he will be wary of the other's merit. Zhenzhu, and then tried every means to kill him, hey, don't believe it! I'm not trying to scare you, but don't say this! Otherwise, you will be beheaded

. My mouth, I just want to stuff it with something.

After chatting until midnight, Xia Jinghong took the people away.

The old slave helped Xia Jinghong get into the carriage. Xia Jinghong rubbed his forehead, sighed, and then laughed inexplicably: "This boy is talented, but he is too irritating."

The old slave said respectfully: "Young master Fang is indeed talented, otherwise he wouldn't be number one in the fourth company. You should take it seriously."

...

Fang Zichen sent the people away and then went upstairs with a yawn.

Those who are engaged in business tend to like to listen to how to become an official, as if they can become an official if they listen too much.

Fang Zichen said what he said tonight without thinking, and he didn't know what consequences it would bring to him. It wasn't until Xia Jinghong challenged him that he realized that he was not only a dedicated man; A very pure man.

Men must be responsible for what they say.

Fang Zichen entered the room next door and saw two children sleeping head to head. He helped tuck the quilt in, closed the door and left. When he entered the room, Brother Zhao was already asleep.

There was a small oil lamp burning in the room. Brother Zhao folded his hands under his face and bent his legs. Although he was in his twenties, at this moment, he looked like a teenager with warm and childish features. juvenile.

Fang Zichen gently held his slightly frowning brow. He didn't know what this man was dreaming about, but he was so uneasy.

He took off his coat, and as soon as he lay down, Brother Zhao automatically turned over, hugged his waist, buried his head on his chest, arched it a few times, and continued to sleep soundly in a dependent posture.

During this period, candidates came to Beijing one after another, and the city began to become a little chaotic. The candidates who came to Beijing to take the exam were naturally wealthy, and those from better families would carry at least hundreds of taels with them. Children from poor families, because of the road, Fees and accommodation expenses, and a lot of money on my body.

Accommodation in the capital is not cheap, so everyone came here early because they were afraid that the inn behind them would be tight and they would not be able to find a place to stay. Second, they were afraid of any accidents on the road. Third, they were worried that they would not be acclimated to the local environment. They could adapt if they came early.

Some students from poor families went to Beijing to take the exam, and money was borrowed door to door from the beginning of the village to the end of the village.

Brother Zhao was no longer in a hurry to find the children's room, and followed Fang Zichen out to 'rob' all day long.

If you go out and loot the gold belt for murder and arson, you can get it in just a few dozen taels. This is no different from picking up silver. Brother Zhao is very enthusiastic about it.

These two unscrupulous people thought they didn't have enough manpower. There were too many people last time, and two guys escaped accidentally. Fang Zichen felt that he had lost a thousand handfuls, and he was so distressed that he couldn't sleep all night, so the next day, Fang Zichen Guaizi also brought it with him.

When my son grows up, he can't always have free food.

It's time to take him out and see the world.

Afraid that others would not keep an eye on him, Brother Zhao hung a big purse around his waist, went to a stall to buy things, and deliberately leaked the banknotes.

Such a big fish is certainly eye-catching.

After leading the person into the alley, Fang Zichen immediately led the boy to block the person's escape.

The good boy dragged a wooden stick one or two meters long and looked up at Fang Zichen, very confused.

"Father, you seem to be very happy?"

Fang Zichen said righteously: "Of course you are, my son. You have to know that punishing evil, eradicating evil, and correcting the righteousness is a very happy thing in itself.

" Zai felt he had been taught a lesson and nodded: "I see, you should be happy when you do good deeds."

Without saying anything, the father and son went up and beat him severely.

Fang Zichen had no grudge against the robber, but thinking that the other party wanted to rob his husband of his money was no different from directly robbing him of his money.

Stealing his money was more uncomfortable for him than killing him.

After the good boy finished beating the person, he saw Fang Zichen and Brother Zhao grabbing the person's purse. His eyes widened instantly. On the way back, when he heard Brother Zhao say that he had made more than fifty taels this time, the good boy's heart skipped a beat. Jumping, eyes gleaming.

The next time he went out to fight, Fang Zichen would see his own son smashed and beat him to death, and as if someone had snatched the chicken leg from his mouth, he rushed out and started beating him. When he beat someone, he was aggressive and ferocious.

Seeing that the person was being stripped naked by Brother Zhao and Fang Zichen, the obedient boy was still saying in a sweet voice: "I'm so embarrassed if I don't wear any clothes." After saying this, I saw that the person was still wearing a pair of obscene pants, and the obscene pants looked like It seemed pretty good, so he tried to pull it again, even more so than Zhou Bapi.

The men who were robbing them ignored the pain all over their bodies and held on to their trousers tightly, maintaining the last bit of dignity: "No, no, no~"

The good boy didn't listen to the bastard's chanting, and kept pulling hard, which was quite like thugs molesting a good family woman. posture.

Fang Zichen was so scared. On the way back to the inn, he thought about it and decided to teach him a lesson.

"Er, do you know why they were beaten?"

Guaizi blinked and said, "Xidao, they want to steal daddy's money, they are bad people, and bad people will be beaten, and what's more, the man is a good man, It is our duty to uphold justice in the world and bring peace to the world."

Fang Zichen nodded: "Yes! Not bad, what else?"

"There are many birds on the road at night, and you will eventually encounter ghosts. You can't get something for nothing. You should be steady, robbery is not right!" Guaizi said while looking at the wallets in Brother Zhao's hand: "If you do good deeds, you will be rewarded."

Fang Zichen bumped Brother Zhao on the shoulder: "Did you see that? , and also said that if you bring your son together, he will learn bad things. Look at his ideological consciousness. He is the reincarnation of Lei Feng. "

Brother Zhao: "..."

...

Fang Zichen and Brother Zhao . They committed crimes one after another, and almost all the criminals in the city were robbed by them, and people on the road were panicked for a while.

There is a man who specializes in robberies, and his methods of committing crimes are extremely brutal and inhumane.

I heard that those two people always lured them to remote and uninhabited alleys, and then without saying a word, they gave them a brutal beating with a wooden stick more than two meters long, and they were crazy. Those colleagues on the road, I heard that the first few are still lying in the hospital and have not been able to come out.

The sudden appearance of this evil person is simply frightening.

When they heard that there was such a cruel person in the capital, the gang of robbers did not dare to come out of their caves, so they hid for a while and became more honest.

Business has been bleak recently, so Brother Zhao has focused on finding a house again.

When Xia Jinghong came to see Fang Zichen for the last time, his expression was indescribable.

No matter how hard it was to find a house, we finally rented it. It was a small courtyard with one room, in the style of an old Beijing courtyard house. There were two wing rooms on each side of the main house. In total, there were six rooms in total.

The yard directly opposite the gate is very spacious. The house was built not long ago. I heard that it used to belong to a small official's family. Later, he was let out. He probably felt that he could not come back, so he sold the house.

I had no intention of buying a house before, and it was difficult to find a rental house. As a last resort, Brother Zhao decided to buy a house.

Just a small courtyard cost more than 800 taels, and most of the money he brought was spent. When Brother Zhao transferred the money and transferred the property, his heart was bleeding.

He originally thought of renting a house and saving the money to buy a small shop first. When the business started and he had enough money, he could buy it near the imperial city. If his husband was admitted to the top one, he would definitely stay in the palace and serve in the palace. , living closer makes it easier for Fang Zichen to commute to and from work.

Now the plan cannot keep up with the changes.

After the house was bought, Brother Zhao cleaned it with Fang Zichen and the two children. He bought the furniture that needed to be purchased and added the furniture that needed to be added. He bought the house in bits and pieces and went for dozens of taels.

Chapter 294

Brother Zhao saw that the money could only go out, and he lost a lot of weight in his pocket. Although he still had business in Yuanzhou, but he did not see the money falling into his hands, Brother Zhao felt insecure in his heart. He I am afraid of being poor, but being poor in the village is not a bad thing. I have nothing to eat, and I can take my son and husband to the mountains to dig wild vegetables. This is something that cannot be done in the capital, and it is not a problem to just sit back and have nothing.

Brother Zhao also has no leisure time. He could be a model worker in modern times. If he doesn't make money for a period of time, he will feel uncomfortable. The next day he will go out to look for a shop without stopping.

He wanted Fang Zichen to rest at home, review well, and welcome the spring. It was really cold outside, but Fang Zichen could not rest assured that he would run out alone.

After searching for a few more days, I finally rented a small shop on Guangfu Street.

It's not too big, just over fifty square meters, and it still has a yard and a well behind it.

My own food business is a waste of money. If there is no well, I have to rely on people to pick out food, which is really troublesome.

Brother Zhao started the business non-stop, but after making the roast duck and some braised pork, Brother Zhao realized that he might not be able to do this business.

The winter in Beijing is really cold. When the braised roast duck comes out, it will become hard and caked with a layer of white oil after hanging it outside for only half a while. It makes you tired at first glance. How can you sell it? Needless to say, the chili sauce is sold outside. Yes, there are only dried chili peppers, and the hot sauce cannot be made at all.

Brother Zhao was a little sad, but he was glad that he didn't close the shop in Yuanzhou, otherwise he would have suffered the same fate.

The cooked duck could not be sold and had to be kept at home to eat. Brother Zhao patrolled outside and went to the iron shop the next day.

People in the capital have strong tastes. In the winter, pancake stalls are not very popular, but wonton shops and some small noodle shops are doing good business. It seems to be cold, and everyone wants to drink something warm.

Having made up his mind, Brother Zhao started to get busy again. Fang Zichen looked at the materials he bought and more or less guessed what he wanted to do.

Yuanzhou is not close to the sea. The seafood we ate before were all small shrimps and some small fish and crabs that Fang Zichen and his boy caught when he was in the village. But the small crabs in the ditch were so small that they had no meat at all. , not like the crabs sold in Beijing, each one is as big as a fist. Brother Zhao knew that he loved to eat these things, so he bought a dozen of them and bought a dozen of fresh fish.

Fish balls, meat balls, tofu skin, etc. are indispensable for Malatang.

Fang Zichen had written down these foods in his notebook when he was planning to start a business. However, at that time, roast duck with spicy sauce was making a lot of money, and he was too busy at all. Brother Zhao didn't make Malatang.

Besides, in places like Buan Town, not many people are willing to spend money to buy vegetarian dishes.

The capital is different.

Although Fang Zichen knew how to make fish balls and had eaten a lot of them, he had never made them before. He made them wherever Brother Zhao pointed him. There were not enough manpower, and Brother Zhao was directing him around.

Making Malatang is actually simple. As long as you have a pot with a good hot pot, everything can be blanched. Vegetables, fish and meat, no matter meat or vegetable, whether they are related or not. Put them on a thin skewer and match them with a secret base. The soup and cabbage leaves can taste abalone.

This is easy to make, there is no particular cooking process, just rinse and scald until cooked.

Malatang is not expensive, but it can satisfy the hunger, and can dispel cold and dampness. On the day of opening the store, they made a bunch of firecrackers to attract customers. Seeing the newly opened store, a child was holding a bowl and eating a lot. When you eat it, the bowl is filled with hot steam and bursts of fragrance, which makes your stomach pop out.

There are shrimps, green vegetables, radish noodles, meat skewers, lotus root slices, bean sprouts, meat and vegetables in Malatang. There are all kinds of varieties...the bean

sprouts are made by ourselves, and they are not sold outside during this season.

A bunch of them was not very expensive, so everyone bought them with the intention of giving them a try, and they were all surprised when they tasted them.

The food in the pot is roughly mixed together, slowly merging and infiltrating into each other in the pot. Regardless of each other, these unrelated ingredients form a harmonious whole, and in the end they all become numb and spicy. , fresh, refreshing and delicious, but so delicious.

Brother Zhao watched the coins flowing into the piggy bank specially used for saving money, and felt that all the hard work these days had been worth it.

The business was started, the house was bought, and it was mid-December when everything was completely settled. On the day off, Brother Zhao bought some gifts and went to visit Li Yisheng with Fang Zichen.

Fang Zichen was shocked when he saw Xie Xiaoyu.

"Little fat man, why have you lost so much weight?" With this body shape, it is inappropriate to call him fat man.

Brother Zhao patted him: "Another random nickname."

"That's right."

Xie Xiaoyu glared at Fang Zichen, pulled Brother Zhao into the room, and began to vomit bitterness.

Brother Zhao heard it was funny.

Not only are the climates different between the north and the south, there are also slight differences in diet.

Li Yisheng and his master don't like to eat white rice, but they like the big pancakes. Xie Xiaoyu and Li Yisheng live in the backyard of the hospital together, and they eat together. Xie Xiaoyu can't get used to the big pancakes, but he is embarrassed to say that after all, his master's wife loves them the most. He can cook, but he only knows how to bake flatbreads and make pickles. Xie Xiaoyu himself is not very good at cooking. If he invites someone to come back from outside, he will not give face to the master wife.

Li Yisheng and Fang Zichen were squatting in the courtyard, arm in arm, chatting. Li Yisheng suddenly said mysteriously: "I heard that two robbers have appeared in the capital recently."

Fang Zichen's eyebrows skipped a beat.

Li Yisheng said excitedly: "I heard that these two people were very crazy and robbed most of the gangsters in the capital. Their methods were extremely cruel. They not only robbed money, but also beat people until they were paralyzed. They tortured all the gangsters in the capital." I was scared. I received a few people a while ago and listened to their descriptions. They said that the evil people were a family of three. The youngest son was not as tall as a winter melon, but when he took off people's clothes, he was like a tiger descending from the mountain or a hungry dog ​​biting people on the road. Everyone was frightened after hearing this." Li Yisheng looked at Fang Zichen with a burning gaze, and he smiled: "Brother, are these two people you and Brother Zhao?"

Fang Zichen glanced at him and asked lightly: "You know this again? "

You are the only one who can take your husband's son on a robbery trip. I calculated that you should have arrived in the capital by the time this robbing maniac appeared." Li Yisheng was somewhat impressed. Said: "Brother, you are really a talent! You can prosper wherever you go."

Fang Zichen smiled and waved his hand: "Easy to talk to."

Master Li Yisheng had a son before who was also a medical practitioner, but after listening to He said that he had gone to see a doctor for a concubine of an old man, but he didn't take good care of her, so the old man killed her in anger. Although the old man was demoted later, Master Li also became a lonely man.

At this moment, guests came to the house, and there were two children. It was a rare lively event. Mrs. Li was so happy that she baked a basket of big cakes that night. There was no yeast these days, so the cakes were so thick and hard that even an ax could not cut them. , Fang Zichen looked at the pancake in his hand, and when he looked at Xie Xiaoyu, his eyes were full of pity.

If you eat this pancake, your stomach will probably not be able to bear it.

He looked at the skinny Master Li again and felt that this old man was really a capable person.

When the good boy swallowed the pancake, he squeezed the pancake hard with both hands, stared, and stretched his little neck, as if he was about to choke to death. Fang Zichen suspected that after such a meal, his son might be able to smash it. Just one centimeter taller.

Although Xie Xiaoyu didn't like eating these hard pancakes, Fang Zichen didn't know how he lost weight when he saw him eating so much. It was funny how he would be exhausted after eating so much.

He glanced left and right, like a thief, and Brother Zhao stepped on him under the table. Fang Zichen didn't dare to think about it anymore and ate the pancake in silence.

When he returned, Xie Xiaoyu was carrying a small baggage and wanted to go with them.

Fang Zichen couldn't stop him even if he wanted to. If this guy went home with them, it would be no different than putting a mouse in a rice vat.

It's already very difficult to raise a foodie at home, and it's going to be really hard to have another one.

Xie Xiaoyu is a food lover, and Malatang is just to his liking. Although he eats a lot, he is not sloppy in his work. With him around, Brother Zhao can relax.

Malatang is sold every day, and sometimes there is no soup base left, but vegetables are also expensive in winter. A handful of vegetables can cost more than ten yuan on Guangfu Street, but they are cheaper on Xixiang Street.

Brother Zhao often takes his two children to buy there. On this day, he was picking vegetables in front of a small stall. Xiaofeng took his boy to buy candied haws. Xiaofeng is not too young. Children from poor families have long been in charge. He He was too sensible to run around. The old man selling candied haws on a stick was not far from the vegetable stall, so Brother Zhao went with them. However, when he was about to pay the bill, someone called him and said that the two children he had just brought seemed like I bumped into the noble man, and asked him to go and have a look quickly, so as not to cause trouble.

Brother Zhao was surprised.

On West Wing Street, most of the shops sell poultry and seafood. The whole street has a very strong smell. Usually, many civilians come to visit, or some of the shopping boys from some mansions.

It is rare for noble people to come to such a place.

As soon as Brother Zhao squeezed into the crowd, he saw the good boy grabbing the corner of his clothes and bowing to apologize to the little girl with his lips pursed.

"I'm sorry."

The little girl looked at him condescendingly, her posture was quite arrogant.

She just snorted coldly, but the maid who was following her stepped on the candied haws that fell on the ground, took out a piece of silver and threw it at the good boy.

"This is enough for you to buy dozens of strings, go away!"

The pieces of silver were not very big, just bigger than peanuts, but the maid used force and hit her forehead, which turned a little red. The good boy didn't think anything of it. It hurt. I glanced at the candied haws and seemed to feel a little pity. There were four hawthorns on this bunch of candied haws. The little maid stepped down with her foot and crushed two of them. However, two of them were still good. They fell on the snow and were not injured. Dirty, the good boy was reaching out to pick it up, when Brother Zhao called him.

"Daddy~" The good boy stopped picking up the candied haws, and rushed over to hug Brother Zhao's calf: "Dad, have you bought the rookie?"

Brother Zhao held back the tears that were about to come out, squatted down, and touched the good boy's legs. forehead, voice a little hoarse.

"Does it hurt?"

Guaizi touched the hit area, shook his head and said, "It doesn't hurt!"

Xiaofeng suddenly raised his hand and pointed, "Yes, that person hit it first, Guaizi, she He also pushed Guaizi, weird, Guazai didn't look at it, slapped Guaizai's candies and gourds on the ground, and asked Guazai to apologize to her, but she was unreasonable. "

Brother Zhao looked over and said. The little girl just now was standing next to a woman.

Behind the little girl is a maid, and next to the woman is a maid. She must belong to a wealthy family, and the woman is wearing a hibiscus-colored wide-sleeved top made of silk brocade, with patterns woven from dark gold threads. A light-colored belt is tied around the willow waist, a light purple cloak trimmed with white fox, white fluffy white fox fur clustered around the neck, and the broken beaded tassels on the head are shining like stars, the light is as bright as flowing clouds, and the whole body is full of nobility. .

She turned sideways, and although Brother Zhao could only see one side clearly, his eyes instantly became on fire.

——It's Zheng Xiaoyan.

Zheng Xiaoyan was already twelve years old when Brother Zhao was sold. Now more than ten years later, her facial features have grown, matured, and rounded, but the difference from when she was a child is not very big, and some of them can still be seen. Shadow of childhood.

Seen off guard.

Brother Zhao's body was shaking uncontrollably, and his fists clenched unconsciously. He felt as if there was a stone blocked in his chest, so heavy that he couldn't breathe.

He had always resented Zheng Xiaoyan, but now that he saw the person, the resentment came up, rushing directly towards him like a tide, drowning him in an instant.

Chapter 295

Zheng Xiaoyan is not affected by wind and rain. She is in her twenties, and her face is still like a girl's. When she touches the girl's head, the back of her hand is smooth and flawless, and the veins are faintly visible. She has never done any work at first glance, and she is dressed in silk and satin. ······

Brother Zhao lowered his eyes and looked at his hands carefully.

His vision was a little blurry, but he could still see clearly.

Although there are no calluses on his palms, and the stains stained by grass juice from previous work have long disappeared, the hands that have been working for more than ten years are not good-looking, and the finger bones are very thick, like those of a man.

His hands had chopped firewood, washed pots, washed clothes, fed pigs, picked up rice, and scavenged waste. They were dirty and tired, light or heavy, and had done all kinds of work, even in winter. Inside, I was often frozen to the point of opening a series of cuts, first bleeding, then pus, and now there are still a few long scars on the fingers of my left hand that have not gone away.

It was the result of accidentally cutting off my finger while chopping pork and vegetables when I first arrived at Ma's house. The scar almost spanned the entire index finger bone.

He remembered that he was frightened at that time, covering his hands and crying, and the blood was bleeding badly, but Aunt Ma just slapped him in the face and told him to chop a pig and vegetables. She couldn't do this kind of work well, and she would know if she cried. If you cry, why don't you just cut your hand? I think I am the brother of a wealthy family.

But he is indeed the brother of a wealthy family!

Before, he didn't even know what pigweed looked like.

Most likely because they had a guilty conscience, the men who abducted him almost always followed small roads and did not dare to enter the towns with strict inspections. It took more than half a year of hard work before they arrived at Fu'an Town. During that half year, he and the other children were not beaten by dogs. Even though he was tied up in a locked cage where his limbs could not stretch, later, when he arrived in Xiaohe Village, there was no stage for him to adapt. No one taught him how to do the work. Aunt Ma usually only did it once to show him, and then she would Let him get started.

But he is just a mortal. How can he master many tasks directly after seeing them once?

If he doesn't do it right, what's waiting for him is a severe beating.

Although the clothes on his body were of good quality, they were covered in oily smoke.

He doesn't complain that his life is hard now, and he doesn't feel that there's anything wrong with it. With Fang Zichen, he is willing to do anything. No matter how hard or tiring he is, he doesn't care and even enjoys it - but at this moment, looking at Zheng Xiaoyan's bright and beautiful appearance , he was extremely unbalanced in his heart, it wasn't jealousy or envy, it wouldn't matter to him as long as he changed the person, but...

Brother Zhao felt sour in his heart, and the pain in his chest was unbearable.

He has never done any bad things in his life, so why should he suffer such crimes?

Where is Zheng Xiaoyan?

She did that kind of thing, but she still sat in a high position, had no worries about food and clothing, had a group of servants, and enjoyed the glory and wealth.

Why?

This isn't fair.

This is so unfair!

If...he had not been abducted, how could his son suffer such injustice?

How could Zheng Xiaoyan's daughter dare to treat her good boy like that?

He knows the character of the good boy, and the good boy knows right and wrong. If he does something wrong, he will apologize faster than anyone else. If he is justified, he will be stubborn and refuse to admit defeat.

He wasn't the one who hit him, but he apologized.

He knew he couldn't afford to offend her, so his son bowed down to Zheng Xiaoyan's daughter.

The good boy's sensibleness did not comfort Brother Zhao. He only felt that the weak look on his son's face when he bent down to someone and had money thrown at him deeply burned his eyes.

Why?

His son didn't deserve to be so wronged.

But the reality is that whether it is in the Wu family in Yuanzhou or today, his son is always wronged time and time again.

His nails dug deeply into his palms, and Brother Zhao didn't seem to notice the pain. He didn't seem to hear the good boy's calls to him. With red eyes and daze, he suddenly walked towards Zheng Xiaoyan.

"Brother Zhao? Brother Zhao?"

A strong hand suddenly pulled him.

Brother Zhao came back to his senses and was a little stunned when he saw Li Yisheng.

His face was horribly pale, and Li Yisheng looked worried: "Brother Zhao, what's wrong with you?"

"Daddy?" the good boy called him with a cry.

Brother Zhao stared at the good boy for a long time. The good boy's face was full of worry. He tugged on Brother Zhao's clothes again: "Dad, are you Simo Bird? Are you much tired?

" Brother suddenly spoke, his voice was deep.

"She bumped into you, why do you have to apologize?"

Guaizi lowered his eyes, clutched the corners of his clothes tightly, and said nothing. He lowered his head as if he had made a mistake.

Li Yisheng's heart ached when he saw him like this, and he quickly picked him up.

"Brother Zhao, what's wrong? You scared my godson."

There was a sourness in his nose, and Brother Zhao shook his head. He reluctantly suppressed all the sourness in his heart and stretched out his hand towards the good boy.

Guaizi held out his hand for him, and Brother Zhao hugged him tightly. Guaizi was still a little boy. Xu saw the child every day, but felt that the child had not changed much. In his arms, he was still the same as before, small and small. He kissed him softly and said, "I'm sorry, daddy scared you just now. Can daddy buy you a chicken later?"

"Okay." The good boy forgot about the pain when he had something to eat. He became happy and raised his hands and cheered: "Okay, okay, good boy, I want a large chicken drumstick, a big drumstick."

"Okay, daddy will buy it for you." Brother Zhao finished coaxing him and looked at Li Yisheng: "What are you doing? Are you here? Are you visiting?"

Li Yisheng held Xiaofeng's hand and said, "No, I was just going to your house. I happened to hear Guaizi's voice when I passed by. Are you okay?"

"Brother Zhao." explain.

"That's good. If something happens, just say it. My brother will definitely be able to help you solve your problems, through fire and water."

Brother Zhao laughed.

Before leaving, he took a deep look at Zheng Xiaoyan.

Zheng Xiaoyan seemed to feel something, but when she turned around, she saw only a few silhouettes. A child was lying on the shoulders of the person holding him, looking at him with a serious look.

The look in his eyes was indescribable, like a wolf lurking in the dark and staring at its prey - fierce, deep and sharp, making people feel cold in their bones.

Zheng Xiaoyan couldn't help but frown.

Li Xinyi shook her arm and said coquettishly: "Mom, have you made your choice? It stinks here, let's leave quickly!"

In front of them was a pigeon seller.

There were not many pigeons in the cage, and the smell was not strong. However, Li Xinyi felt that the smell was very strong and she could not stay any longer.

Zheng Xiaoyan scraped her nose lovingly: "Wait a moment, buy it and leave."

"Are you making it for your aunt again?" Li Xinyi asked.

"Well!" Zheng Xiaoyan said while instructing the stall owner to catch the selected pigeons for her: "Your aunt caught a cold a while ago, and I want to buy a pigeon to make soup for her."

Li Xinyi pouted: "Then call the servants Just buy it! It's really dirty here."

"It's different, it's my intention."

A chuckle came from the side.

Zheng Xiaoyan called out: "Third brother."

"Third uncle."

Zhao Yunyue didn't respond, just glanced at them lightly and walked away.

Li Xinyi looked at Zhao Yunyue's back, thinking about his disdainful and contemptuous look just now, and his cold attitude towards her over the years, and pursed her lips: "Mom, why doesn't Third Uncle like us? Every time we call him, he No way, it's really annoying!"

"Don't talk nonsense," Zheng Xiaoyan scolded.

Li Xinyi curled her lips.

The stall owner said it was good, the maid paid the money and took the cage. Zheng Xiaoyan said: "Let's go back!"

Li Yisheng came, and Brother Zhao cooked another table of dishes.

Li Yisheng's eyes filled with tears. Xie Xiaoyu sat opposite him. He had only been in Fang's house for a few days, and he felt that Xie Xiaoyu seemed a little mellower.

After all, rice nourishes people more.

He was not talkative. After dinner, he stayed with Xie Xiaoyu for a while and then left.

Brother Zhao didn't tell Fang Zichen about what happened at noon. When he was lying in bed at night, all he could think about over and over again was the scene in the West Wing street where the good boy bent over to apologize to others and was thrown away by the maid with broken silver. , a mere maid, but she had a contemptuous, condescending and alms-like attitude towards his son. He felt that he was going crazy. That scene was like a knife, cutting his body open. A big cut, and then stabbed him directly in the heart.

Feeling that his breathing was a little irregular and rapid, Fang Zichen asked him in a confused voice: "What's wrong?"

Brother Zhao shook his head: "It's okay, go to sleep! You have to read tomorrow!"

...

Chang'an Street Guangwen The shop has been open for many years, and there are many books in it. Zhao Yunyue loves to come here most to read some story books.

Zhao Song didn't like him reading these books. Most of these story books were written by poor scholars. Either they encountered female ghosts on the way to take the exam, or they couldn't bear to see the fox being pampered, so they rescued the hunter and turned into a fox. The story of becoming a beautiful woman who loved the country and promised her with her body.

No nutrition at all.

The same routine goes back and forth. The scholar will fall in love with a ghost, a beast, or a demon, but he will not fall in love with a human being.

Zhao Song randomly checked his study room and saw a storybook, so he slapped him with it. No matter where Zhao Yunyue hid it, Zhao Song seemed to have opened his eyes and could always find it. After going back and forth, Zhao Yunyue did not dare to take the storybook home. Inside.

That day, Zhao Yunyue was reading story books in the bookstore for a while, and happened to run into Li Zhicheng.

Li Zhicheng went around and bought a sapphire brush washer that he had just bought from Jiangnan, and then invited Zhao Yunyue to have a meal with him.

Although Zhao Yunyue didn't like Zheng Xiaoyan, he had no hostility towards Li Zhicheng. On the contrary, Zhao Song and Li Tan were good friends. The two families had a good relationship and often interacted with each other. Zhao Yunyue had a fairly good relationship with Li Zhicheng.

The two of them were coming out of the bookstore when a voice came from the side.

"Third brother."

Zhao Yunyue and Li Zhicheng didn't stop, and the man called out again.

"Third brother."

Zhao Yunyue finally stopped.

He turned around and looked sideways, and saw a brother standing not far away, looking at him.

Eyes facing each other.

Zhao Yunyue was stunned for a moment, his heart beating like a drum, and then he suddenly rushed to the brother, with a face as round as a bun... His voice was almost trembling, his eyes were slightly warm, and his voice was uneasy. Sure.

"Fourth brother?"

Brother Zhao looked at him and smiled: "Third brother, are you reading the storybook again? Aren't you afraid that your father will slap your teeth out?"

Zhao Yunyue's eyes turned red instantly, and he hugged him Brother Zhao.

Li Zhicheng dropped his pen: "Xiao Xu?"

Brother Zhao shouted to him: "Brother Cheng."

After the initial shock, Zhao Yun was so happy that he couldn't restrain himself. He looked at Brother Zhao carefully. He turned around and wiped his tears secretly, and then he couldn't wait to pull Brother Zhao to take him home, saying that his parents, eldest brother and second brother would be very happy to see him.

Brother Zhao, however, stood still.

Zhao Yunyue: "What's wrong?"

...

The capital city is severely cold in winter. In previous years, no matter how careful she was, Zheng Peiyao would always catch the wind and cold accidentally.

Zhao Song thought that she had been very ill recently, so she came out of the palace early today.

As soon as the carriage arrived at the gate of the mansion, Zhao Song saw his youngest son running from the other side in a hurry.

Zhao Song immediately frowned.

"Stop, you are so old, how can you be so frizzy!"

Zhao Yunyue usually fears his father the most. When he sees Zhao Song, he is like a mouse seeing a cat. He has jumped so far away, how can he not go there? If you want to get closer, try not to get closer.

At this moment, he stepped through the door fence, but he didn't run away. Instead, he ran towards Zhao Song, with an excited face and red eyes, as if he had been crying.

"Dad," he grabbed Zhao Song's hand.

Zhao Song felt that something was wrong with him: "Did you cause trouble outside again?" He turned around and groped around in the car, as if he wanted to take out the guy.

"Cause trouble again, I'll skin you."

"No, Dad, I've seen my fourth brother, I've seen my fourth brother."

Zhao Song was stunned.

"What did you say?"

Zhao Yunyue only felt a pain in his wrist. His father was grabbing his wrist with astonishing strength. He repeated: "I have seen my fourth brother."

Chapter 296

Zhao Song stared at him with his eyes, and asked urgently and hurriedly: "Did you read that correctly?"

Zhao Yunyue affirmed: "Yes, he even called me third brother, and fourth brother. His face is still round, and his big eyes are exactly the same as when he was a child. I have sharp eyes and it is impossible to see him wrong. I..."

Zhao Song's hands were shaking and he couldn't wait to ask, "Then where is he? He brought it back."

"He bought a small house on Anhe Street, with an old tree in front, he said..."

Zhao Yunyue hesitated, how could Zhao Song have the heart to listen to his nonsense? Don't go in, get on the carriage and go to Anhe Street.

Most of the people living near the outside of the imperial city are dignitaries, while Anhe Street and Guangfu Street are mostly ordinary people. According to Fang Zichen, these two places can be regarded as poor areas in the capital. The streets outside are filled with small businessmen and hawkers. The crowds are tight, and the atmosphere of life is strong, but with more people, the road becomes a little crowded. Zhao Song is not one of those who wastes lives based on his status. The carriage is really slow, and the two wheels are not as good as two human legs. Zhao Song couldn't wait. Seeing the carriage being overtaken by an old man on crutches, Zhao Song simply called the coachman to stop and rushed into the alley with a guard.

Until he reached the old tree, his eyes stopped at a large door.

A child was holding the door and retching. In the small courtyard opposite the door, a handsome young man was grabbing a child's feet and spinning them around in circles.

"Invincible spinning hot wheel~"

"I spin, I spin, I spin again~"

"Hehehe, daddy, daddy, it's so fun~"

When Fang Zichen put the boy down, he seemed to have drunk ten kilograms of Erguotou. He wobbled three times as he walked, fell down and got up again, smiling.

He loved playing this with Fang Zichen the most, but he had vomited before. Fang Zichen didn't dare to play with him when Brother Zhao was around. Now that Brother Zhao was away, Fang Zichen played with the children a few times and saw someone standing at the door. He thought it was the person who lived next door who was making a noise. Just as he was about to say something, the man walked straight over.

Zhao Song was extremely happy to know the news about Brother Zhao, but when he met Fang Zichen, Zhao Song was frightened.

Meng Ruqing was extremely famous when he was in the capital. Common people would have heard of this name even if they had never seen him before. Although Zhao Song was only of the third rank and was not as powerful as Zuo Xiang, he was still serving as a minister in the court. Officials, there was some overlap, Zhao Song had met Meng Ruqing a few times.

Meng Ruqing was more than ten years younger than him. She was only eighteen years old when she married in Hengyang. Two years ago, General Qin returned to Beijing. Meng Ruqing said that he was tired from traveling and was ill, so he stayed in the general's palace. Zhao Song was not able to see him at the palace banquet. Although he hadn't seen Meng Ruqing for many years, he knew clearly what Meng Ruqing looked like. The young man in front of me cannot be said to be exactly the same as Meng Ruqing. If you take a closer look, the difference is very obvious. One is tall and handsome, the other is as gentle as jade. The difference in temperament is too big, but at a sudden glance, they are too similar.

How could there be such similar people in the world?

And...

he looked at Guaizi again.

Guaizai is really similar.

Fang Zichen pulled the boy behind him and looked at Zhao Song warily. Zhao Song didn't speak, and Fang Zichen was also silent.

If the enemy does not move, I will not move.

Zhao Song came back to his senses: "This is Zhao..."

"Dad?"

Brother Zhao came in from the street carrying a big bucket. He was a little surprised to see Zhao Song.

But the surprise only lasted for a moment.

He was not overjoyed to see his relatives suddenly. On the contrary, his expression was calm and distant.

Zhao Song recognized him with just one glance. He was his brother.

Over the years, he has been looking for children like crazy. The people he sent out have brought back many children. However, in addition to being of the same age, these children are the same brothers and people from the capital. They are not the same as Zhao Geer. There were some similarities, but with just one glance, Zhao Song could tell that it was not his son.

As a parent, it is impossible not to recognize your children - even if more than ten years have passed, the children have become adults.

His eyes suddenly turned red, and he ran towards Brother Zhao almost tremblingly.

Fang Zichen hugged Guaizi and leaned against the door, watching coldly.

It's really funny!

If he didn't know that they adopted that bitch into their lap and raised him, Zhao Song would have been so excited and happy that he almost couldn't breathe when he saw Brother Zhao as a child. He almost thought he was a loving father.

Zhao Song came closer and pulled Brother Zhao to look at him carefully. He almost choked and said that Brother Zhao was older and taller, but his appearance had not changed much. He was still the same as when he was a child, but his father was older. You still recognize dad, dad is really happy.

Brother Zhao said nothing and looked at him quietly.

There is a slight difference between the person in front of me and the person in memory.

He seemed much older, his temples were now gray, and - he cried.

Brother Zhao almost felt a little ridiculous.

Zhao Song had never shown such an "incompetent" attitude in front of him. Now, was he crying?

Is he crying?

Did you get hot pepper in your eyes?

Brother Zhao thought.

Zhao Song wiped away his tears, kept holding Brother Zhao, and said happily: "Okay, okay, it's good to be back, it's good to be back."

He wanted to ask Brother Zhao, where did he go before?

How have you been these past few years?

You're back in Beijing, why don't you go home? Did you forget your way?

He had so many questions that he wanted to ask, but when he met Brother Zhao's cold eyes, his heart boiled as hot as hot oil, as if he had been poured cold water on him, and was instantly cooled down.

"Brother Zhao?"

Brother Zhao lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Zhao Song didn't think much about it. He was stunned by this sudden surprise. After not seeing each other for many years, it was inevitable to be unfamiliar. He didn't ask for anything. If the child could come back, he wouldn't ask for anything.

"When did you return to Beijing? Did you live here? Over the years, your father and your mother have missed you very much. Now that your father is here, you and your father should go home! Your mother will be happy to see you."

He After Zi Guzi finished speaking, he wanted to pull Brother Zhao away, as if he couldn't wait to take him back

. Brother Zhao shook off his hand.

Zhao Song's smile gradually disappeared, and the joy subsided a little, and he realized that he had been reckless.

Brother Zhao has been away from home for many years, and now he is twenty years old. I am afraid that after getting married, it would not be appropriate for him to bring someone back so suddenly.

He was over fifty, but when he became happy, he lost his sense of proportion.

"Look at me..."

He was a little at a loss and explained that he was so happy and reckless just now. Don't take it to heart. Can dad come to your house to see me?

His cautiousness and loss were so obvious. He was obviously a father, but he still used this pleading tone to ask, "Dad, can I come to your house and see you?"

His posture was so low.

Brother Zhao felt as if his heart had been dug out.

Zhao Song has sons and daughters, but Brother Zhao is the only brother in the Zhao family.

He has a legitimate son, a concubine, and a concubine. He is undoubtedly strict with the three legitimate sons in the family. Although he cares about the concubine and concubine, he doesn't pay much attention to them. He can be considered a good man in this era.

He is busy with his affairs. Brother Zhao, who was only born in his thirties, is loved by the royal family as the eldest son and the common people love the youngest child. He undoubtedly loves the youngest child in the family. When he comes back from duty, no matter how tired he is, he must hug him first. .

Brother Zhao used to feel that his parents were the most loving people in the world, but now... he

feels that, after all, he just feels it.

Even until this moment, he would still think too much about his father's behavior.

But Zheng Xiaoyan's adoption reminded him all the time - in fact, his parents did not love him as much as he imagined.

Brother Zhao suppressed all his emotions.

Zhao Song walked in with him, and Brother Zhao introduced him one by one.

Fang Zichen led the two children to stand in a row. Although the father-in-law was not a thing, the other party did not have to be a thing, but Fang Zichen had to be a person.

You still have to have the proper etiquette.

"Fang Zichen? Well, he has a good name, and he is considered a talented person."

"Are you here to take the exam? Are you still four yuan young? Good, good, promising."

"These are my two grandsons? Oops, they are already so old. Come on, come on, let me take a good look at my grandfather. "

Xiao Feng is a big brother. Zhao Song only touched his head, but he was embarrassed to hug him. He was so small that he was not as tall as the other dogs. , would look up at him now, with his big head and blinking eyes, which made Zhao Song very curious.

He hugged Guaizi and didn't want to let go.

Fang Zichen helped Brother Zhao carry the knife into the kitchen, took a look outside, and asked.

"Why did he come suddenly?"

The capital is so big, and both Anhe Street and Guangfu Street are far away from the imperial city! There is no intersection between the three places. If we are not careful, we may not touch each other in our lifetime.

As expected, Brother Zhao said: "I went to see the third brother."

Fang Zichen was silent for a moment, then asked tentatively: "Do you want to go back?"

Brother Zhao's eyes were a little dodgey.

"Yeah! Mom and dad, although..." He seemed not to know how to say it. The angle was different and he couldn't define whether Zhao Song and Zheng Peiyao were right or wrong. Who was he? Even if he is a son, he cannot ask Zhao Song and Zheng Peiyao to only surround him! I have to 'avenge' him, I have to pamper him and love him, and I can't look too much at others.

He turned his face away, not daring to look at Fang Zichen, and whispered vaguely: "My brothers are very good to me, and I want to go back."

These words were contradictory.

Even so, why didn't you go back before?

Why did Brother Zhao suddenly change his mind?

Fang Zichen didn't speak, just looked down at him. Brother Zhao didn't dare to raise his head. He couldn't stand Fang Zichen's scrutinizing gaze. It seemed that he was looking at him, and the darkness in his heart could not be hidden.

He took the initiative to open the lid of the bucket, smiled as if nothing happened, and asked, "Husband, look at what this is?"

Fang Zichen sighed.

He knew that Brother Zhao was deliberately changing the topic, but he didn't want to say it, and Fang Zichen couldn't stop him at every step.

As soon as Brother Zhao showed his embarrassment, he couldn't bear it and asked,

"What?"

"Mr. Xia asked someone to bring prawns to the store," said Brother Zhao.

The bucket was filled with shrimps that were bigger than two fingers. When Fang Zichen saw these things, he swallowed his saliva unconsciously.

He was so happy that he started to wander around the bucket and immediately ordered food from Brother Zhao. He also said that he would burn three sticks of incense to Xia Jinghong later, hoping that he would be able to go to heaven when his pigtails turn upside down.

Brother Zhao beat him again.

Zhao Song saw the two of them playing around in the kitchen, and Brother Zhao had a smile on his face, so he knew that his relationship with Fang Zichen must be good.

Xiaofeng played with the dog, Zhao Song held Guaizi, pinched his face gently, and asked lovingly: "What's your name?"

"Guaizi is called Guaizi." Guaizi shook his little feet, Let him squeeze it, and after squeezing the left cheek, he took the initiative to hand over the right cheek. My father said that a big man is a big man, so he should tie it in a big way.

Zhao Song smiled: "This is a nickname! Has your father not given you a name yet?"

The boy laughed and started talking nonsense again.

"No! My father said that the name is a code name. If it calls like a bird, it will be like a bird. The nicknames are the same. There is no use in choosing more birds. Anyway, after the wedding, the name is ghost. It's not like a chicken. The queen still has a name. "

Is there a name for a chicken after it dies?" Zhao Song was stunned. He had never seen anyone give a name to a dead chicken in his entire life.

"Hey," the boy started to flex his fingers: "When the chickens are happy, they will have many names. Some are called salt-baked chicken, some are called white chicken, some are called spicy chicken, and some are called saliva. Chicken, some are called mushroom chicken, and some are called shredded chicken. They have so many names that I can't even finish them~"

Zhao Song: "..."

The back of his hand suddenly became a little wet, and Zhao Song lowered his eyes. When he looked at it, he saw a drop of water on it, and the thread was still hanging on it. The other end was hanging on the corner of his grandson's mouth. His little grandson made a sound and swallowed, but the thread was broken.

Zhao Song: "······"

Chapter 297

If I were to meet Brother Zhao in a ruined temple, Zhao Song would be so distressed that he would die on the spot. But living in such a courtyard, although it is a little small, it is not like that. Too poor to afford meat, his little grandson can only look like a glutton.

His little grandson likes to eat chicken!

This has to be arranged.

Zhao Song was reluctant to leave as soon as he came. There was a brazier burning in the main room, which was very warm. The two children were chattering. They were chasing dogs, and dogs were chasing people. It was very lively.

Guaizi and Xiaofeng were not afraid of life, and their grandfather and grandfather kept shouting that Zhao Song would not be willing to go back, but Zheng Peiyao was still sick... Just be sick! He couldn't kill anyone, he just coughed a lot, and he couldn't do anything when he went back. He might as well just listen to his little grandson's nonsense here.

When Xie Xiaoyu came back, the food happened to be cooked. When Fang Zichen came outside the main room, he saw his father-in-law smiling happily, as if he was amused by the good boy.

Fang Zichen shouted: "Dad, it's time to eat."

Zhao Song was stunned for

a moment and nodded repeatedly: "Hey, okay, okay." He didn't have the airs of an official at all, he looked like a commoner's father, and he spoke clearly It's clear, and he doesn't look stupid, but how can he do such stupid things?

Is it because people cannot be judged by their appearance?

Fang Zichen couldn't figure it out. If he hadn't given Brother Zhao face, the old man would have been in the sack by now.

Return daddy?

A dead old man is pretty much the same.

Knowing that this man was Brother Zhao's father, Xie Xiaoyu was very polite to him.

Shrimp is not something that is often found in the capital. It is usually expensive but not available. I don't know where Xia Jinghong bought it. He would give a bucket as a gift. Now there were two large plates on the table, both of which were plump. Zhao Songdu He was shocked, and then he saw the crazy scene of Guaizi.

Brother Zhao made a large plate of braised prawns. The shrimps were big and the skin was hard. Guaizi had never eaten them before. He had only eaten small shrimps the size of toothpicks in the creek before. Fang Zichen took him and Brother Zhao I went to catch it, and when I came back, Brother Zhao fried it, sprinkled it with salt and gave it to him as a snack. The shrimp tasted crunchy and fragrant, but now this shrimp couldn't be chewed and was a little bit thorny. But the juice on the outside was delicious. He smacked his lips, licked the juice and threw the shrimp on the table with a look of intoxication on his face.

Fang Zichen: "..."

The other shrimp is almost two ounces.

What a sin! What a waste of resources.

Fang Zichen slapped him on the head with a chopstick.

This prodigal's meal really deserves a beating.

Do you want to imitate someone who only licks the bottle cap when they are drunk? Don't you have the guts to do this if you don't have millions in your family?

When he was Third Young Master Fang, he didn't even dare to eat like this. When he was rich, he was quite generous. Now that he has become a poor man, thinking about what he did in those years, he just feels like a waste. , but now the mountains are getting higher and higher. His son is really a prodigal son who deserves to be struck by lightning.

The good boy touched the melon seeds on his brain and said angrily: "Where's Father Simo beating benevolence? He beats the child for no reason. He is so heartbroken that he can't do it~"

Fang Zichen: "..."

Zhao Song and Xie Xiaoyu both burst into laughter.

Brother Zhao picked up the shrimp, peeled it and put it in his bowl: "Eat it quickly!"

"Thank you, daddy." The good boy picked up the shrimp meat and said, "It turned out that I still have to peel it. Wow, it's so good. "Xiangxiang, my dear, I want to eat three bowls of rice tonight."

Fang Zichen: "..."

Isn't it three bowls of rice every day? He said this as if he had only eaten one or two bowls per meal before.

Brother Zhao looked at him and looked extremely satisfied. He moved his little mouth and smiled: "Then daddy will peel it off for you."

The good boy shook his head: "No, no, no, you can do it yourself, and you will have enough food and clothing."

Zhao Song Touching his head: "This kid is really sensible."

While eating, someone knocked on the door outside.

The capital is not like a village, where doors are usually closed, but in the city, except for wealthy families, ordinary people who cannot afford to hire a doorman usually keep their doors closed.

Although most of the people on Guangfu Street are poor, these poor people are among the top wealthy households in the village. No matter how small the house is, it is only one entrance and two entrances. It is so wide that the door is open, and you don't know if someone walks in the front yard.

Brother Zhao does as the Romans do, so the knock on the door was very urgent. Brother Zhao knew who was coming from outside.

He knows that his third brother's temperament is not always easy to deal with. It's like opening two big mouths. He knows that he is coming back, and the whole Zhao Mansion, not to mention people, even an ant passing by will know it. .

Brother Zhao put down his chopsticks and stood up: "I'll open the door."

Zhao Song said: "It should be your mother and your brothers."

Zhao Song was indeed right.

Zheng Peiyao was being supported by Zhao Yunyue and Zhao Yunlan. Wearing. There were two daughters-in-law following him.

She had not recovered from the typhoid fever and had been coughing violently. Now when the cold wind blew, Sipa covered her mouth and kept coughing.

Zhao Yunyue frowned and said worriedly: "Mom, why don't you go to the car and wait first! Otherwise, you will cough out your lungs."

Zhao Yunlan glared at him: "Can you speak? You haven't even coughed up blood yet. That's it! When the wind and cold reach the lungs, they first cough up blood, and then they reach the lungs. This is a cyclical and gradual process, do you understand?"

Zhao Yun, who was more sensitive and eager to learn, asked without shame, "Oh, that's right, first he coughs up blood, and then he coughs up blood. It's just the lungs that are coughing. What about after the lungs are coughed?"

"Then it's time to be laid to rest!" Zhao Yunlan replied.

"Second brother, what you said makes sense."

Zheng Peiyao seemed to be used to it and was not angry. She just sighed and stared at the door closely.

Zhao Yunyue went back and shouted that her fourth brother was back. She sat up in shock as she was dying of illness. She didn't want to wait for the carriage.

Zhao Yunlan looked at the door in front of him, his heart beating wildly, and he was a little nervous: "I don't know if my fourth brother still recognizes me."

After saying this, the door opened with a creak from the inside.

Zheng Peiyao was so nervous that her fingertips were almost trembling, and there was joy on her face: "Xiao Xu..."

Brother Zhao glanced at her indifferently, and towards Zhao Song, he could still call him daddy, Facing Zheng Peiyao, Brother Zhao couldn't say that "mother" no matter what.

He had been thinking about the person for more than ten years. In those first painful and torturous days, Zheng Peiyao and his family were his only thoughts to support him. He was struggling to hold on, and for what?

Just to go home, to see his mother.

It was finally time to see each other again, and he couldn't say that there wasn't any emotion in his heart, but in the end it was more disappointment and resentment than anything else.

His expression was very wrong, but Zheng Peiyao was so happy that she didn't notice it at all. She hugged him excitedly and eagerly, and her tears kept falling.

Brother Zhao's body was stiff, and the hairs all over his body stood on end. Every bone in his body seemed to be resisting this hug.

Sometimes, the person who kills someone with a knife is not the most hateful and hateful person. In fact, he is more of a person who knows the evil but refuses to depose him and just stands by with a cold eye.

Brother Zhao closed his eyes and choked out one word through his teeth: "Mother..."

Zheng Peiyao burst into tears.

Zhao Yunlan said excitedly: "Fourth brother, do you still recognize me?"

Looking at his expectant look, Brother Zhao finally laughed.

"Second brother."

The way he smiled was just like when he was a child. Zheng Peiyao couldn't help but reach out to touch his face, but Brother Zhao took a step back.

Zheng Peiyao's hand stopped awkwardly in mid-air. She didn't know what she thought of, and finally dropped it dejectedly.

Her face looked a little desolate. When she entered the room and saw Zhao Song treating her as usual, she couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

After an introduction, Zheng Peiyao asked Fang Zichen a few questions. Her attitude was far from warm, but she looked very happy towards Guaizi and Xiaofeng.

Fang Zichen glanced at her solemnly, his face expressionless, his eyes heavy and dark.

Zhao Yun circled around Fang Zichen more and more, as if he owed him a thousand taels of gold, and praised Fang Zichen fiercely.

This man's words were not for nothing, and he used them even if he was cool or violent.

It's a waste of ten minutes to listen to what you have to say.

Fang Zichen patted him on the shoulder: "Ah San, you are so discerning!"

As soon as Zheng Peiyao saw Brother Zhao, she didn't want to go back. Her eyes were glued to him all night, holding his hand and asking him about his life these years. How are you? Are everything okay?

She didn't seem to understand anything, and her questions were so innocent and ridiculous.

Brother Zhao also really laughed.

He asked back: "Do you think I will live well? Kidnapped children are either sold to local people, or they go into those Goulanwa courtyards, mother, so do you think I will live well these years?" "

His voice was very soft, without any emotion, but it was like a thunderclap that exploded in the middle of the night.

The whole room was silent.

Zhao Song and Zhao Yunyue's faces fell.

Although they had just met each other and had not had time to ask in detail, if they really wanted to know, it was just a matter of words. Since Zhao Song and Zhao Yunlan entered the house, they have wanted to ask all the time, but they dare not , the words reached my throat as if someone had strangled me, and I couldn't spit out a single word.

They know it all too well.

There are not many good outcomes waiting for abducted children.

Most of the young men are bought from wealthy families to be servants. The younger brother and the younger girl are less powerful than other young men of the same age and can do less work. If they meet that kind person, they are willing to buy them back and raise them in the house. But most of them are sold into the dirty places of brothels.

Women in brothels have the lowest status, and they are looked down upon for their flesh-and-blood business. Apart from being sold by their families, or the criminal daughters of officials, the most important source of the brothers and sisters in this brothel is human traffickers. Goods on hand.

Whether it's being a servant or doing that...

it can't be called good.

Just because they knew it, they didn't dare to ask, for fear that if they asked, they would get an answer they couldn't bear.

Brother Zhao said this now, no need to ask anymore, they all knew.

There is resentment in these words. If he was living a good life, he would not say this.

Zheng Peiyao said no more, she was so distressed that she kept crying.

Brother Zhao also recognized the two daughters-in-law who came with them.

Zhao Song's eldest son, Zhao Yunfeng, was nearly fourteen years older than Zhao Geer. When Zhao Geer was not abducted, Zhao Yunfeng was already engaged to Shi Nianqi, the eldest daughter of the minister's family. Shi Nianqi married Zhao into the Zhao family. He has a very good relationship with his brother. It hurts to treat him as a real brother. Now he is pregnant. When he heard that he was coming back, he couldn't sit still and followed him. Zhao Yunfeng was not at home today, so he couldn't come.

The second sister-in-law was also born into a Xiaoguan family, with the same surname as Zhao. Although her appearance was not very outstanding, her facial features were gentle and gentle, and she was also small in stature, like a soft-boned beauty raised in a water town in the south of the Yangtze River.

Brother Zhao's attitude towards Zheng Peiyao was a little cold, but he was affectionate towards his two brothers and sister-in-law.

They chatted about the past few years. Brother Zhao had asked someone about the current situation in the Zhao family before, and he knew quite well. His eldest brother was also an official in the court, but his eldest brother had a dull temper and didn't like to specialize. Dr. Guozi, a junior official of the first and fifth grades, already has two children, one is eleven years old and the other is eight years old, and now he has another child in his belly.

Zhao Yunlan did not enter the court and was in charge of the family business and had many concubines. However, because of the busy business and many entertainments, he was unable to do what he wanted. I heard that two concubines could not bear the loneliness and ran away with their money. Zhao Jiangya and Zhao Yunlan reported it, and Zhao Yunlan refused. Hold your head.

"Min Niang? Who is that? I don't even know you!"

"You've slept with someone and you don't even recognize them?"

"What are you making a fuss about, because you must know each other if you've slept with someone? I've even slept with lice! In addition to knowing that they have two pairs of Single eyelids, I don't know what they are called!"

When Brother Zhao heard this, he wanted to laugh a little, but he felt sorry for his third brother, who is in his twenties and has not yet asked for a wife. Too much of a fairy tale, I always want to have a shemale relationship.

Fang Zichen listened for a while, but for some reason, something felt wrong in his heart. In addition, Zhao Yunyue didn't know what was going on, so he kept looking at him with piercing eyes. Fang Zichen was so frightened by him that he hid in the room. .

The author has something to say:

Well, some people say that Zheng Xiaoyan is young and doesn't understand conspiracy.

Wrong.

She was already twelve years old when she abducted Brother Zhao.

I mentioned that the Zheng family's backyard was smoky, so Zheng Peiyao took her over to Zhao's house to raise her.

Being a jealous place in the backyard, I don't have to say how powerful it is, but there must be some tricks!

Just like some young people say, the male protagonist has completed his master's degree and Ph.D. at the age of eighteen. This is unscientific, but it is true! I'm afraid it's too outrageous, so I've searched Baidu. It's not impossible!

Some places may not be very rigorous at first glance, but don't worry, they will be explained later!

Chapter 298

It was getting late, and Zheng Peiyao was reluctant to leave. Although there are many rooms in the house, Brother Zhao has been busy opening a shop and doing business during this period, so he has not cleaned them out. There is also a lack of bedding. In the middle of winter, with snow still falling, there must be no room for people to live there.

Brother Zhao had a cold attitude towards her, which made Zheng Peiyao feel uncomfortable, but she could only reluctantly go back first. When the Zhao family came back, they were so happy that they didn't sleep all night. Zhao Song hurriedly asked someone to clean the yard where Brother Zhao used to live. When I came out, I thought about asking someone to come back and stay for a few days. My brother finally came back. He thought he would never see him until he died, but now he suddenly came back. Zhao Song wanted to spend more time with him.

The Qingzhu Courtyard has been sealed since Brother Zhao's absence. Although people are sent to clean it regularly, the wardrobe and bed boards inside have been unused for many years and have a musty smell.

The housekeeper didn't dare to slack off and hurriedly led others to clean.

It was already midnight, and it was freezing cold in the middle of the night. Many maids were called out from their beds, and inevitably felt a little resentful. They would wipe the doors and windows and murmur in a low voice.

"Why did the master ask us to clean out the Qingzhu Courtyard? We are in such a hurry, it's so late at night."

"I don't know." A maid guessed: "Could it be that my cousin is coming back?"

Zheng Peiyao has been feeling unwell recently. , Zheng Xiaoyan has a good relationship with her, and she comes back to stay for a few days every year at this time, but she hasn't come back yet this year.

Another little maid shook her head and said: "How is it possible? In the past years, even if Miss Biao came back, she would always live in Cuiheyuan. Even before she got married, the master of Qingzhuyuan didn't let her live in it. It's even more impossible now. "

No one in the house knows that the Sixth Young Master lived in the Green Bamboo Courtyard before. The Sixth Young Master was the only brother in the Zhao Mansion, but he was favored by the Master. The Green Bamboo Courtyard is spacious and faces south, with a small lake and hills inside. The construction is so good. The Cuihe Courtyard where my cousin lived before was renovated. The old lady wanted to arrange for my cousin to live in the Qingzhu Courtyard for a few days, but the master didn't let me!

Some of the maids in the house are new to the house, but they are quite familiar with the Sixth Young Master.

A well-informed maid said cautiously: "During dinner, I heard Sister Furong in the old lady's courtyard say that it seems that the Sixth Young Master is back."

"What? Wasn't the Sixth Young Master abducted? Can he still come back?"

"It's not like he's dead, so why can't he?"

"The Sixth Young Master is lucky. Few people who have been abducted can come back."

"No."

"No wonder I said that tonight, the Second Young Master and the two Why are all the other young ladies out? The eldest young lady has not been out of the yard much since the beginning of winter! Jing went out today and is very happy when she comes back. It turns out that the sixth young master is back."

"Hurry up and do it . Let's live! Since the Sixth Young Master lives here, we have to clean it up, otherwise we might not be able to eat well when we go to the Master's place."

All the maids nodded quickly.

Although most of the affairs in the mansion are managed by the old lady and the young lady, and the master does not interfere much with the affairs of the mansion, everyone also knows that this master is the most terrifying when he loses his temper.

After seeing off the Zheng family, Brother Zhao returned to the room and saw that Fang Zichen had already laid down, with his clothes thrown haphazardly on the quilt.

Brother Zhao sighed and sat on the edge of the bed to tidy up.

"The bed is like Black Tornado's kennel, and you don't know how to clean it up."

The dog Fang Zichen brought back from Yuanzhou was named Black Tornado.

Fang Zichen only moved and said lazily:

"Have you ever seen a dog clean a room? Aren't they all done by dogs?"

Brother Zhao laughed: "Are you my dog?"

Fang Zichen: "· "..."

Fang Zichen choked and became too depressed to speak.

Brother Zhao took off his coat and got into his arms. It was warm under the quilt. He raised his head and looked at him: "Husband, Dad said that we can go back and stay for a few days tomorrow. Is that okay?"

Fang Zichen looked at him: "You Make the decision! Go if you want."

Brother Zhao pecked him: "You are so kind, husband."

"That's necessary!" Fang Zichen turned over and held him down: "The best man in the world is not in vain. Yes, Brother Zhao." He put his hand on Brother Zhao's thin shirt collar and asked suggestively in a calm voice: "Can you do it?"

The leader was busy looking for a house and opening a shop. He was so tired that he couldn't sleep at night. They lay down on the bed and fell asleep. After arriving in Beijing, the two of them had not yet kissed each other.

Brother Zhao thought the same thing. He didn't say anything. He only propped himself up slightly and kissed Fang Zichen on the mouth to express his attitude.

Fang Zichen looked at him quietly, holding one hand on his side and stroking his eyebrows with the other. He remembered the scene in the kitchen when Brother Zhao avoided his eyes. He didn't mind that Brother Zhao had a secret, but... ···

He suddenly said:

"Brother Zhao, you are the only one in my life, and all my feelings have been given to you. If you betray me and disappoint me, 110 will take me away, 120 will take you away, and all the house and shop will be donated." Get out, I'll be on the news, you register."

Brother Zhao didn't understand, and smiled and poked him in the chest: "What are you talking about? 110?"

Fang Zichen grabbed his hand and took a deep breath. In a tone of voice, he said: "Anyway, if you dare to be sorry to me, I will beat you until your mother doesn't recognize you."

His warning and distrust did not disgust Brother Zhao, and he laughed without fear at all: "Really? "

Fang Zichen snorted: "I'm not joking with you. If you care about your life, just be honest with me."

Brother Zhao didn't take it seriously and smiled.

Brother Zhao slept well here, but Zheng Xiaoyan was so anxious that she was going to get angry.

Li Zhicheng returned to his house and happily told her about Brother Zhao. Zheng Xiaoyan immediately panicked.

She almost couldn't believe it.

Li Zhicheng was slightly confused: "What's wrong with you? You don't look good?"

"No, just a little surprised." Zheng Xiaoyan reluctantly calmed down and asked uncertainly: "Is it really Xiaoxu? Did you admit your mistake?"

"No. Yes." Li Zhicheng affirmed: "He is not much different from when he was a child."

Zheng Xiaoyan forced a smile: "That's great, my aunt and uncle will be very happy."

"Well! He didn't give up and sent people to various places to look for him. Not to mention his uncle, Grandpa Zhao would be very happy when he suddenly comes back." Li Zhicheng thought of Brother Zhao and felt happy in his heart.

Zheng Xiaoyan looked at him and pursed her lips.

Li Zhicheng said: "Prepare some things, let's go to Zhao Mansion tomorrow."

Zheng Xiaoyan said with a dry throat: "Okay."

Li Zhicheng left, Zheng Xiaoyan could no longer hold it in, her body went limp and she fell directly onto the chair behind her , she held Zhuo Yan and gasped rapidly, feeling extremely panicked. After just a moment, she broke out in a cold sweat.

Brother Zhao is back!

Does he still remember what happened back then?

Will he tell his uncle and grandpa?

When did he come back?

This series of questions came to her mind so quickly that her head almost exploded.

Zheng Xiaoyan called someone and immediately asked him to go out and inquire.

This guy works very efficiently and came back with news in the evening.

Zheng Xiaoyan almost didn't sleep all night after hearing this. She wanted to go to the Zhao Mansion with Li Zhicheng early the next morning, but Li Zhicheng was called away early in the morning and only told her to come back in the afternoon.

Zheng Xiaoyan couldn't sit still, so she took Li Xinyi over first.

When she arrived at the Zhao Mansion, she hesitated for a moment in front of the carriage and asked the boy guarding the door: "Is cousin Xiaoxu back?"

The boy said happily: "He has already come back. The master went to Guangfu Street to pick him up early in the morning. "Ah! "

Li Xinyi suddenly shouted: "Mom, what's wrong with you? It hurts to hold my hand!"

Zheng Xiaoyan quickly moved her hand away, and Li Xinyi didn't say anything. Dissatisfied, but looking at her expression, it seemed that her mother was in a trance and uneasy when she woke up this morning.

Li Xinyi didn't know what happened, so she let Zheng Xiaoyan lead her inside.

The laughter of children could be heard in the hall.

When Li Xinyi saw the good boy being held in Zhao Song's arms, she was stunned, not only her, but also the maid behind her.

Zheng Xiaoyan knew it when she saw Guaizi.

I was buying pigeons on West Wing Street before, so Brother Zhao might have recognized her.

Zheng Peiyao was teasing her little boy. When she saw her, her face changed: "Xiaoyan is here."

When Zheng Xiaoyan appeared, Brother Zhao and Fang Zichen's eyes fell on him.

When he saw her again, Brother Zhao could be said to be very calm. He was no longer stunned, nor did he rush towards her with a roar. His heart-piercing resentment did not spread anymore. Zheng Xiaoyan tried her best to hide it when she faced him. The anxiety and panic he felt made him feel extremely happy.

Fang Zichen's eyes never narrowed, he stared at Zheng Xiaoyan, the indifference and coldness in his eyes were as real as an unsheathed blade.

Zhao Song and Zhao Yunfeng were both stunned.

The two were officials in the court, and Zhao Yunfeng had a junior position, but because of Zhao Song's relationship, he had met many people in high positions, but without exception, no one could be like Fang Zichen. The oppressive feeling is almost like a ray on the back, and the whole body is chilled.

Zhao Song's eyes suddenly became complicated.

Fang Zichen glanced at her coldly, and Zheng Xiaoyan was frightened. Fang Zichen's face was horribly gloomy, and the blood in his body seemed to be boiling. He almost had an urge to go forward and deal with Zheng Xiaoyan immediately, and give her a big mouth first. , and then a set of serial shadowless kicks, but in the end it is unrealistic.

The anger lasted only a moment.

Beating someone feels good for a while, but I'm afraid there will be a crematorium later. Even if the Zhao family doesn't move him, it will be hard for the Li family. If I hit the young lady of the Li family, it doesn't matter if the young lady is dead or disabled. It's a big deal to lose face. .

If you want to punish an official of the third rank of the Li family, it's probably as easy as crushing an ant.

He still wants to be the number one scholar!

If someone puts a stumbling block in his way, he's afraid he'll be nothing but a fool.

Although this meeting is a bit cowardly, this is what grassroots farmers with no background are like.

How can someone wearing Jiefang shoes fight against someone wearing leather shoes with gold chains?

Zheng Xiaoyan...

wait until he gets up, and then peel her skin off! A gentleman's right is to take revenge. Ten years is never too late. If you show off your strength for a moment and ruin your future, it's not worth it.

Zheng Xiaoyan managed to hold on and put on a smiling face: "Xiaoxu, you..." she said only three words, but when she saw Brother Zhao's half-smile, looking like a clown on his face, she choked on her words. in the throat.

She took a deep breath, and when Zhao Song, Zhao Yunlan and others looked over, she reluctantly said some appropriate words, saying that she was very happy to see him back and that she had been worried about him all these years.

Brother Zhao didn't listen to a word and concentrated on peeling the oranges on his hands.

This is from the south. There is no production here in the capital. The rivers freeze in winter. It is not easy to transport all the way. It is very expensive. Because Fang Zichen likes to eat, Zhao Geer bought it once before. One pound is calculated as two, and Fang Zichen eats it. When I was eating it, I couldn't even taste it. I felt so distressed just looking at it, and I wanted to eat it all.

Most young masters from rich families are lavish, but his family deducted money like this. It must have been the bowls of wild vegetables that scared him now, and Brother Zhao didn't buy any more after that.

This way, Fang Zichen could taste it without having to spend any money. Although it is not as delicious as modern citrus, it is worth it if you don't eat it.

Eat more and earn a dozen or twenty taels.

Fang Zichen turned his head and looked at Brother Zhao with bright eyes.

Brother Zhao smiled: "What's wrong? Look at me like this."

Fang Zichen shook his head.

Although Brother Zhao's parents are incompetent and partial, but if they shout, they can come back and eat and drink for free... Damn it, it doesn't seem like a loss! !

Still have to make money.

Brother Zhao helped him peel it off, then broke it off and put it in his mouth. The two of them acted as if there was no one around.

This was quite a disrespectful move and was really rude. However, Zhao Song looked at it but didn't say a word.

Zheng Xiaoyan stopped talking. Zheng Peiyao sighed, smoothed things over, and introduced Fang Zichen and the two children to her.

Chapter 299

Zheng Xiaoyan's hair stood on end when Fang Zichen saw her. She muttered: "So, it turns out you are Brother Zhao's husband... Nice to meet you..."

Fang Zichen tossed the orange and ignored him. , after a while, when Zheng Xiaoyan was extremely embarrassed, she curled her lips and sneered, and said without mercy: "Then you are really happy too early."

Zheng Xiaoyan: "..."

Fang Zichen's hostility is obvious , several people around him were a little startled when they heard this. They didn't know why he was like this, but they didn't take it to heart.

Zheng Xiaoyan is not a rich person, so she can be loved by everyone she meets. Not to mention that her cousin and husband were far away from each other, even her cousin Zhao Yunyue didn't feel happy to see her.

Zheng Peiyao frowned. For Brother Zhao's sake, everyone didn't say anything to Fang Zichen, so it was hard for her to speak.

Zheng Xiaoyan watched Zhao Song focus on the child. Zhao Yunyue and others were also talking around Brother Zhao. Since she arrived, they had not given her even a glance. She couldn't help but feel sour in her heart, but at the same time she couldn't help but feel relieved.

Zheng Peiyao made an excuse, saying she wanted to go back to her room and put on more clothes, and asked Zheng Xiaoyan to help her there.

As soon as she entered the room, Zheng Xiaoyan no longer covered herself up, her expression was extremely flustered and anxious.

"Aunt, why did Zhao Xu come back suddenly? What should we do? He..."

There was a crisp sound, and Zheng Peiyao slapped Zheng Xiaoyan in the face. She met Zheng Xiaoyan's face in disbelief, He calmly retracted his hand and warned coldly with a stern face:

"Why are you back? This is his home, shouldn't he come back? If it hadn't been for you... he was my child and your cousin, you If you dare to touch him again, I won't help you anymore."

"Aunt, I..."

"You knelt down and said that you were obsessed with it for a while, and begged me to forgive you. I helped you and cleaned up for you. It's not because your uncle believes you." Zheng Peiyao said: "I know all about your unreasonable intentions, but why should I help you? You must know that Brother Zhao finally came back. If you dare to touch him again, you will kill me. Now that you have become the wife of the Marquis, don't touch him again."

Zheng Xiaoyan covered her face.

Zheng Peiyao's slap was not forceful, but she still felt burning pain.

She knew that Zheng Peiyao wanted to strangle her to death, but she knew why he wanted to save her. She also knew that in Zheng Peiyao's heart, she was not as good as Brother Zhao, but she refused to accept it! She had been so flattering over the years, and Zheng Peiyao finally let go of her grudges and accepted her, but how could Brother Zhao come back at this juncture? As soon as he came back, all her efforts were in vain.

"Aunt, I, I won't touch my cousin, but if my cousin tells what happened back then, and my uncle and Grandpa Zhao know about it, what should I do?"

Zheng Peiyao lowered her eyes. She originally thought that her husband was looking for her yesterday. In the past, Brother Zhao would question his father, why did they adopt Zheng Xiaoyan after Zheng Xiaoyan harmed him? If he asked, then Zheng Xiaoyan's matter would be unsolved.

But Zhao Song's attitude towards her was normal. Zheng Peiyao understood that Brother Zhao must have misunderstood. He must have thought that he would tell Zhao Song about this. After all, in his eyes, he and Zhao Song were in love. There are no secrets.

She did have no secrets from Zhao Song before, but she did not dare to tell Zhao Song about Zheng Xiaoyan no matter what.

Zhao Song loves his children so much. Once he knows what Zheng Xiaoyan has done, Zheng Xiaoyan will definitely have no way to survive. Even if Zhao Song doesn't touch the children for her sake, her father will not let Zheng Xiaoyan go.

In the entire Zhao family, who loves Brother Zhao the most, apart from her and Zhao Song, it is dad.

Although they hadn't seen each other for more than ten years, Zheng Peiyao was right. Brother Zhao had indeed misunderstood. He thought Zhao Song knew about it. He complained to Zhao Song and Zheng Peiyao, He hates and feels wronged, but he doesn't dare to ask, 'Why do you do this?', he is afraid of humiliating himself, and is afraid that they will reply to him: 'We treat her as our daughter, and we even love her more than you. '

Because I love her more than myself, I turned a blind eye and adopted Zheng Xiaoyan after knowing what she had done.

Moreover, there is no need to ask about this matter. If it were not because of love for Zheng Xiaoyan, how could he adopt her as an adoptive mother?

The answer is already obvious, but asking again seems like he is wishful thinking.

It's not that Zheng Peiyao can't see Brother Zhao's resistance to her. She just wants to make up for it slowly in the future. As long as she treats him well enough, Brother Zhao will definitely not be like this again.

She thought well and was about to change into thick clothes when a maid came running outside.

"Old madam, cousin, it's not good."

Zheng Peiyao frowned and her eyelids twitched subconsciously.

"What's wrong?"

It didn't matter. Li Xinyi was beaten.

When Zheng Xiaoyan and Zheng Peiyao arrived in the backyard, they saw Li Xinyi with a bruised nose and a swollen face. Her nose was bleeding, her hair was disheveled, and she looked miserable. The maid beside them fell to the ground, holding her feet and screaming.

Zhao Song and others gathered around the boy, looking nervous, asking him if he had been beaten or injured.

"Why are you so seriously injured?" Zheng Xiaoyan hugged Li Xinyi and saw her crying with tears on her face. She felt distressed: "Why are you still standing there? Call the doctor!"

The maid on the side ran away quickly.

Li Xinyi was crying. She, the Miss Hou family, the only direct granddaughter of the Li family, had always wanted wind and rain. Other officials' children never dared to provoke her, and they mostly supported her when they saw her. Now she is When Zhao was beaten, he was shocked and angry. Seeing Zheng Xiaoyan was like seeing a savior. He pointed at the good boy and said, "Mom, he hit me, he hit me, you chop his head off."

Brother Zhao immediately darkened his face!

"Good boy, stop crying." Zheng Xiaoyan coaxed her, feeling angry as she looked at the good boy surrounded by people.

Her daughter was beaten like this, but no one cared about her. Nothing happened to that bitch, but everyone was surrounding him.

Looking at this scene, Li Xinyi probably felt aggrieved and cried even more sadly.

Zheng Xiaoyan asked the maid on the side: "What's going on?"

This maid was brought by Zheng Xiaoyan, and she immediately said: "Just now, Mr. Zhao asked some young cousins ​​to bring the young lady and the good boy to the backyard to play. The young lady didn't know why. , suddenly tilted his body, bumped into the good boy, and then broke the picture book of the good boy. The good boy asked the young lady to apologize, but the lady did not apologize and kicked him. The good boy asked her to I'm eating my fist."

Zheng Xiaoyan: "..."

Zheng Xiaoyan looked at her with a speechless expression and felt that she had made a mistake.

This maid just bought the house two months ago. She had been working in the outer courtyard before. Zheng Xiaoyan saw that she was honest and obedient, so she asked her to serve her closely.

She is a kind-hearted person who likes honest people the most, but at this moment...

the children of the Zhao family said to Zhao Song: "Grandpa, what the maid said is right, it was my cousin who hit me first just now." The maid who was lying on the ground wanted to help grab her cousin's script, but she was beaten by her cousin. "

Li Xinyi said, "I didn't grab it, I just wanted to take a look."

"Well, dear boy, I didn't even want to give it to you, but you still kept reaching out and pulling it. Isn't this snatching? What is it?" Xiaofeng said.

The good boy clenched his fists and looked at Li Xinyi aggressively, as if if Li Xinyi dared to speak again, he would give Li Xinyi another fist.

Li Xinyi was so hurt that her brain was dazed. She was about to say something when Zheng Xiaoyan saw Zhao Yunfeng's gloomy face. She was frightened and yelled at her immediately.

Zhao Yunyue disliked Zheng Xiaoyan at first, but he finally found his little nephew. He was so cute and cute that he felt it was in his heart. He felt pain as if it was his lifeblood. What else could he care about at this moment? Even if it was a mistake, it must be Li Xinyi's. She frowned and said in a cold voice:

"Xiaoyan, this girl of yours should be disciplined and disciplined. You are so young that you will bully the younger ones. As a result, She couldn't steal the chicken, but was beaten instead. She was still justified. She bullied her cousin and then said she would behead him. It was simply inhumane. "

Bullying my cousin?"

Who is bullying whom?

Zhao Yunyue's words made Zheng Xiaoyan's face feel hot, and her blood surged. She raised her eyes and happened to meet Brother Zhao.

Brother Zhao smiled at her.

Zheng Xiaoyan's heart tightened.

Everyone returned to the front yard, with Brother Zhao lagging behind a few steps.

The attitudes of Brother Zhao and Fang Zichen made Zheng Xiaoyan certain that Brother Zhao had not forgotten that incident, but that was right, at the age of seven, he could still remember things.

How whimsical is she in the first place! He even thought that maybe Brother Zhao had forgotten about that.

Now that I think about it, if Brother Zhao didn't remember anything, how could he find Zhao Yunyue?

Seeing that no one was paying attention, Zheng Xiaoyan stopped covering up and kept her voice down.

"Why are you coming back?"

The disgust and hatred in her words almost overflowed.

Brother Zhao has been in Beijing for more than a month and has never come back before. Why did he come back suddenly now?

If you want to come back, you should come back on the day you enter Beijing!

Brother Zhao smiled, with unclear emotions in his eyes. He looked at the maid holding Li Xinyi, whose face was still bruised and swollen. He then cast his gaze on Zheng Xiaoyan's face, which was almost gritting her teeth, and said: "Why should I come back? This is the purpose of my coming back. ."

Zheng Xiaoyan felt a chill running down her spine and was speechless.

Brother Zhao also stopped talking.

When he was so angry, he really didn't want to come back, but why, by coincidence, did Li Xinyi bully his son?

Even if his parents don't love him, even if they value Zheng Xiaoyan more, so what?

Ordinary people are at a disadvantage to the children of the Shangguan family, regardless of whether they are reasonable or not. Even a maid in the mansion cannot be provoked.

My husband is now a one-time man and has no official position. A seventh-grade official is no better than a dog in front of the prime minister's door.

He really couldn't wait any longer.

Although he didn't want to be called mother, maybe what his husband said was right. These names were just code names and did not bring any emotion. The moment when he actually said it, it was not as difficult as he imagined. What's more, No matter what, Zheng Peiyao was the one who gave birth to him, so she just screamed.

As long as he comes back, even if he is not so favored, his son will be regarded as the grandson of the Zhao family. With this status, what does it matter if he beats Li Xinyi?

Even if it means cutting off that maid's head, she will get it.

Even if his parents love the house and Wu want to protect Li Xinyi, his brothers will definitely not stand idly by.

Zheng Xiaoyan is more important than her brother, but can she still be more important than her son?

Even if he doesn't have his parents to protect him, he still has his brother and grandfather.

His parents probably felt guilty for him, but they didn't say a word just now. It made Zheng Xiaoyan panic, feel aggrieved and resentful. It was all worth it for him to come back despite being aggrieved and unwilling.

If his parents won't seek justice for him, it doesn't matter, he will do it himself.

What he had experienced must be tasted by her over and over again.

Zheng Xiaoyan took Li Xinyi back without waiting for the doctor to come. Zhao Song ignored him. He asked for leave today and did not go to court because he wanted to be with his brother and grandson. Li Xinyi was injured in the Zhao Mansion and went back to the Li family. He didn't even have the time to think about it.

Anyway, he has a good relationship with Old Man Li, and Old Man Li can't get into trouble over such a trivial matter.

Zhao Song squeezed the boy's slightly red hand and asked him if it hurt.

The good boy shook his head. Once his great revenge was avenged, he felt refreshed. He inserted it into his waist and coaxed: "Good boy, it doesn't hurt at all. If she comes again, the good boy can hit her again." She is crying for her father and mother, and is pissed off."

Zhao Song: "..."

Zheng Peiyao interjected: "She is wrong, but she is your cousin..."

Brother Zhao raised his eyes and looked at her. , Zheng Peiyao immediately stopped talking.

"Cousin is my cousin." Guai Zai puffed up his cheeks and said, "It's wrong to bully Ren. She bullied Ren, and she kicked Guai Zai Bird. Guai Zai said you shouldn't bully Ren, and she still bullied her. Guai Zai can't tolerate her. , my father said that everyone should treat benevolence and things equally. Cousin cannot bully benevolence. If others bully the good boy, the good boy will beat him. If the cousin bullies the good boy, the good boy will also beat her. She does not love children, and the good boy will beat her. You don't respect the elderly."

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Chapter 300

Zheng Peiyao hesitated and said softly: "But, you shouldn't hit her so hard."

Guaizi looked at her and felt unhappy in his heart. He knew that he had struck too hard, and Li Xinyi was just robbing him. He could just grab the things back, but Li Xinyi had bullied him before, and his father saw it, so his father was sad for a long time.

"Wuxi steps laughs at a hundred steps. Hitting benevolence means beating benevolence. If she hits the good boy, the good boy will also hit her. If she is not good enough, she will not be able to beat the good boy, so the good boy will be fine. If the good boy is good, she will be beaten. She beats the good boy, so she has it. If the good boy is not tired of being hurt, she can beat the good boy. Her father said, don't take the initiative to cause trouble, you can't bully Ren, and you can't hit Ren casually, but you can't let Ren bully or beat up bad guys at will. , it means to beat her hard, anyway, one punch is a beating, two punches is a beating, it depends on whether Simo is heavy or not, don't beat Ren just like a bird, beat her to doubt Ren Sheng, afraid of how much the bones are broken "Here, she won't dare to bully Rennia casually next time."

Zhao Song was already stupid: "That's right." He touched the good boy's head: "My little grandson knows right and wrong, so he is not like that girl." ."

Zheng Peiyao was silent and said nothing.

Brother Zhao felt mocked after hearing this.

He didn't know whether he was making excuses with his parents or they were making excuses with him. It didn't matter anyway.

Zheng Peiyao looked at him and hesitated to speak. Brother Zhao lowered his eyes and did not look at her.

Regarding Zhao Song and Zheng Peiyao, the one he hated the most was Zheng Peiyao. When he heard about Zheng Xiaoyan's adoption, he was angry and didn't think of coming back to ask 'why'.

But no matter what the reason, he could not accept or forgive. Even so, it didn't matter whether he asked or not. If he heard the words 'we love her more' with his own ears, he would probably feel even more uncomfortable.

...

Fang Zichen had already left.

The business at home cannot be left unattended, and Xie Xiaoyu will definitely be too busy by himself. At this juncture, Fang Zichen cannot ask Brother Zhao to go back, so he can only do it himself.

Fortunately, Malatang is easy to make and it is not a technical job. Anyone with hands can do the job of washing the skewers.

Zhao Song's father has passed away, and now he only has one father left.

Unfortunately, Brother Zhao came back. Two days ago, Grandpa Zhao went to Huguo Temple and said he would fast there for half a month.

Zhao Song and others were teasing the boy in the main hall, while Aunt Qian took Brother Zhao to the Qingzhu Courtyard.

She was Brother Zhao's nanny and had taken care of him for several years. When she met Brother Zhao, she was so excited that she couldn't contain herself.

Brother Zhao entered the courtyard gate and was stunned and dazed for a moment.

In the green bamboo courtyard, every flower and grass is the same as it was more than ten years ago, and there is no change at all.

Aunt Qian looked at him and said with a smile: "Master Six, do you feel that this courtyard is exactly the same as before?"

Brother Zhao said softly: "Yes!"

Aunt Qian walked with him into the courtyard: "You are not here. The master then had the Qingzhu Courtyard sealed off, and was only maintained regularly, and no one else was allowed to touch it. The year you disappeared, the master went crazy and sent people everywhere to look for you. Every year on your birthday, the master would come here to sit and sit. , just sit there and stay overnight. I have missed you a lot these years. When I came back yesterday, I had people clean the yard inside and outside again. I have been protecting the yard all these years because I am afraid that it will change and you won't come back to live there. I'm not used to it. My wife wanted my cousin to stay here for a few days, but I didn't let him."

Brother Zhao suddenly clenched his fists and frowned, feeling indescribably heavy: "Really?

" Well! I love you so much. You don't know that back then..." Aunt Qian paused and continued: "Madam took you out but didn't bring you back. I was with Madam that day. We had a quarrel. In all the years I have been in the house, I have never seen the master lose such a temper. Although the master has many children, I can see that the master loves you the most. "

Brother Zhao paused. , silent for a while, suddenly asked: "Where is Aunt Zheng?"

"Ah? Aunt Zheng?" There are two Aunt Zhengs in the house, one is a sweeper in the kitchen, and the other one, Aunt Qian thought for a moment , asked: "Is the young master asking about the Aunt Zheng that my cousin brought from the Zheng Mansion before?"

Brother Zhao had no expression on his face: "Yes!"

"After you disappeared, my wife sold her away. . " said Nanny Qian.

Brother Zhao suddenly raised his head: "Sale?"

"Yeah! I heard that his hands and feet were unclean, but he died for some reason not two days after arriving at the dental clinic." Aunt Qian said this with a little sigh.

Brother Zhao frowned.

Aunt Zheng was brought by Zheng Xiaoyan from the Zheng Mansion. Brother Zhao was not familiar with her, so it was impossible to tell whether her hands and feet were really unclean. However, when he was abducted, Aunt Zheng was only in her forties and her body was still strong. , how to die?

Although Yaxing will whip those who buy it and don't listen to the instructions, they usually won't be cruel. After all, if they die, it will be a big loss.

There were not many clothes brought, and there was nothing easy to organize. Brother Zhao declined Aunt Qian's help.

"The old slave is going down first."

"Yes!" Brother Zhao put away his clothes, then sat on the edge of the bed, touching the soft and thick quilt, and the dull feeling in his heart that he didn't know how to express became more and more intense.

The colors of the quilt and gauze curtain are his favorite.

The flowers and plants outside the courtyard have not changed, and the same is true inside the room, but it can be seen that the wardrobe, table and bed have been changed, with the same style and furnishings, and the familiar incense...

all the maids who served in his courtyard back then have been replaced. She ran away from the house to get married, and the only one who is still in the house to serve her is Nanny Qian, but she went to Zhao Yunfeng's courtyard more than ten years ago.

There are many young masters in the house, and the housekeeper is always busy with everything, so he will definitely not remember his little preferences.

Aunt Qian said that his father, Zhao Song, personally arranged the arrangements yesterday and purchased them overnight.

Brother Zhao unknowingly walked under the eaves and stood on the steps to look into the distance. In fact, if you look carefully, no matter how carefully maintained it is over the past ten years, there have been some uncontrollable changes in the yard, although it is not that obvious. Just like the banyan tree in the corner of the courtyard, it used to have lush branches and leaves, but now its trunk is leaning a little gloomily, and the leaves rustle and sway when the cold wind blows.

Grandma Qian's words seemed to still echo in the yard.

Aunt Zheng is dead...

Every year on his birthday, dad would come here to sit...

When Zheng Xiaoyan saw him in the morning, she couldn't hide her panic and panic...

Brother Zhao seemed Caught something.

He originally thought that his father Zhao Song didn't love him that much, but if he didn't love him, why did people block the Qingzhuyuan? More than ten years later, do you still remember these little hobbies of his? If he loved Zheng Xiaoyan, why didn't he let Zheng Xiaoyan move in?

The location of Qingzhuyuan is considered to be the best and the most spacious. If I don't come back, will Qingzhuyuan be so empty?

Also, he is back, why is Zheng Xiaoyan so panicked? He didn't think much about it in the morning, just peeling oranges to feed the dogs and taking advantage.

It's all my husband's fault.

However, what is Zheng Xiaoyan afraid of?

Are you afraid that you will come back to take revenge on her?

This should be impossible. There is a huge gap in their status, and Zheng Xiaoyan is not afraid of him.

Doubts kept popping up in his mind.

Is she afraid that she will tell what happened back then?

But my parents obviously already know about this!

Knowing that, they even adopted her into their house. It wouldn't hurt her if this matter came out.

So, what is she afraid of?

Moreover, if his father didn't love him, why did he hold his hand and cry yesterday?

Qingzhuyuan was sealed and no one was allowed to live there.

Grandma Zheng also died.

It was such a coincidence that he died...

he was wrong.

His father should love him more than Zheng Xiaoyan. If not, he would have given the yard to Zheng Xiaoyan. After all, the place where Zheng Xiaoyan lived before was not in a good location and not spacious. Zheng Xiaoyan used to come to his yard and often said it was nice here. , lush flowers and plants, as well as her favorite small pool and swing.

Brother Zhao's mind was in chaos. One guess after another came up one after another, only to be denied one by one.

——Maybe Mom never told her father about this matter as he thought. She was even afraid that her father would know about it, so Aunt Zheng died.

After all, only a few of them knew about Zheng Xiaoyan's abduction and trafficking.

Brother Zhao took a long breath.

The messy thoughts in my brain seemed to be suddenly connected in an orderly manner.

Only the dead can keep secrets forever. Once Grandma Zheng dies, as long as her mother and Zheng Xiaoyan don't tell her, no one will know about it.

Zheng Xiaoyan panicked because she was afraid that she would tell her father about it.

Once this idea was formed, everything seemed to make sense.

My mother took care of this matter.

Brother Zhao's heart was pounding, as if it was jumping up and down in his chest.

Dad doesn't know about this yet.

When he realized this, he almost immediately ran outside. As long as he told his father, his father would definitely... As he

approached the courtyard gate, he paused again.

What will happen?

Will he scold the Hou Mansion?

Will you beat Zheng Xiaoyan?

Will kill her?

The first two are insignificant, but the latter one cannot be relieved by Zheng Xiaoyan's tone even if he dies.

Zheng Xiaoyan is now afraid of him...

afraid that he will tell this matter.

Fear is the most unbearable emotion. Living in fear and uneasiness every day, unable to eat, unable to sleep at night, frightened and frightened, is something more cruel than death.

...

When Zhao Song came with his good boy in his arms, he saw his brother, who had been separated for more than ten years, standing in the yard. He didn't know if he was possessed by a demon or possessed by a ghost, but he stood there alone. His shoulders were hunched, he was smiling sadly.

"Haha...hehehehe... She's done, she's dead, she's dead."

Zhao Song: "..."

Zhao Song swallowed, his family Brother, this look is so weird.

"Daddy?" The good boy called him loudly: "Did you, Ximo, go crazy in broad daylight?"

Brother Zhao: "..."

Brother Zhao came to his senses and coughed, walked over and took the hand from Zhao Song's arms. The good boy hugged him down and said to Zhao Song with a smile: "Dad, don't hug him all the time. You're spoiling him. He has feet!"

Zhao Song saw that his attitude towards him was very different from before, although he also called him dad before. , but when she looked at him, her eyes were full of silence, and now she looked at him with a slight smile.

Zhao Song was so happy that he rubbed his hands together.

"What I know is that my little grandson is too short and difficult to hold. I couldn't hold him before. Now that he's still young, I just want to hold him more, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to hold him when he gets older."

Guaizi was not happy when he heard this, as if he had been stabbed in the door of his life.

"Oh~ what my grandfather said is wrong. My father said that the good boy is concentrated, and the essence is concentrated. The good boy is small, not short. In the future, the good boy will be tall, rich, handsome, and marry fair and beautiful. "Ren, don't underestimate me~"

Seeing him angrily, Zhao Song laughed: "Yes, yes, yes, my grandson is not short, he is still young, but you have to eat well so that you can grow taller!" The good boy clicked the melon seeds in his brain: "

I'm a Westerner. If you don't eat Western food, you won't be tall. If you don't eat Western food when you were young, you will be short. If you love Western food when you grow up, you will be fat and short. You will be short and poor. You will be short." If you don't get the husband, even if you get the bird, you will end up drinking the medicine and lying on the bed."

Zhao Song didn't understand what he heard, but Brother Zhao was furious.

"You're talking nonsense again."

"Simo is talking nonsense?" The good boy felt aggrieved and scratched his head with his little hands: "Wu Dalang will tie his hair and become a green bird, and then drink medicine and lie down like a bird. If his hair turns green, he will be happy. , Father once said that a good boy should not talk nonsense."

Brother Zhao agreed to stay with Zhao Song for a few days, and the Zhao Yunfeng brothers were very happy.

The Zhao Mansion was outside the Imperial City, far away from Guangfu Street, and Fang Zichen did not return until the evening.

The author has something to say:

Don't hold back.

I can't take revenge in succession, there must be something else interspersed with it! As for some of the unreasonable things that Xiao Kenai said, they may come from different perspectives, everyone has their own thoughts! Different thinking, etc., will lead to different views on problems. Some people may have a short temper and want to call on the door and ask clearly. Don't worry about it. Zheng Xiaoyan is definitely going to see a ghost!

Chapter 301

Brother Zhao was away. Fang Zichen originally thought that Xie Xiaoyu would move back to the hospital, but when Xie Xiaoyu thought of the cakes made by Mrs. Li that were harder than bricks, he didn't want to go back.

Fang Zichen gave him the keys to his home and the store, and asked him to come and open the door first in the morning.

Fang Zichen braved the cold wind and headed to Zhao Mansion.

He was wrapped in a cloak, but the chill was still pervasive.

And being thick-skinned is no use at all, it will still be cold when the wind blows.

There must be guests coming to the house. When Fang Zichen went outside the hall, he saw that the three brothers of the Zhao family were all there.

Li Zhicheng came to apologize for Li Xinyi. He was not the kind of person who couldn't distinguish between right and wrong. In addition, Li Zhicheng often played with him when he was a child, so Brother Zhao had a good impression of him.

After apologizing, Li Zhicheng asked him what happened over the years, but Brother Zhao only said a few vague words.

Knowing that he didn't want to mention it because he might have had a bad life before, Li Zhicheng changed the conversation and talked to him about other things.

Li Zhicheng is elegant, gentle and reasonable in speech. Brother Zhao really likes to hear him talk about his brothers.

"My third brother was chased by my father with a knife?"

His big eyes seemed to be shining, without any impurities in them, and there was a smile between his brows and eyes, exactly like when he was a child. Li Zhicheng softened his heart: "Yeah! I chased your third brother until his underwear fell off."

Zhao Yunyue blushed and said, "Fourth brother, don't listen to him. It's okay. I tightened my underwear that day and didn't fall off."

Li Yunlan stood aside. Said: "Didn't it fall off? That day when daddy pulled you back from outside, why were your underwear missing? There were only two leaves on your buttocks. Fortunately, you were only eleven years old at that time. If you were older, I would be afraid of going out in the future. You have to wear a sack." Zhao Yunyue blushed and said

, "You guys are really a bunch of beasts." The atmosphere in the main hall was peaceful. A voice came from outside: "Young Master Fang, you're back." "Yes!" "Brother-in-law, you're back just in time." As soon as Fang Zichen arrived at the door of the main room, Zhao Yunyue pulled Fang Zichen over in a very familiar manner and pointed at him, He asked the people around him, "Do his eyes look similar to each other? When I looked at him in front of him, I felt they were very similar." He said to himself, completely unaware of Fang Zichen's slightly stiff body. Li Zhicheng's eyes widened and he stood up suddenly, as if in disbelief: "Brother-in-law?" Zhao Yunyue was slightly stunned: "What uncle? This is my brother- in-law." Zhao Yunfeng explained: "Zhicheng is talking about the fourth young master of Zuo Xiang's family . , He is Zhicheng's uncle, Meng Ruqing, have you heard of him? " When Meng Ruqing married Hengyang, Zhao Yunfeng was still young and had never met Meng Ruqing, but Meng Ruqing was not in the world, but he was everywhere in the world. legend. Even though Zhao Yunyue thinks about ghosts and ghosts all day long, and doesn't care much about the world, Meng Ruqing has still heard of these three words. Seeing him nodding, Zhao Yunfeng said: "Zi Chen is very similar to him." Hearing this, Brother Zhao thought of Meng Ruqing. He had never seen Meng Ruqing when he was in the capital, but he had seen him in Hengyang, and immediately agreed: "Yes! Husband. He really looks like Lord Qin. I saw him before in Hengyang and almost mistaken him for my husband." Zhao Yunyue immediately exclaimed: "Isn't that Uncle Meng a man of great power? I thought it was rumored to be so. It's an exaggeration!" "It is indeed outstanding, otherwise the sons and daughters who wanted to marry him would not have lined up outside the capital from the door of the left prime minister." He was lucky enough to meet Meng Ruqing once, and that glimpse was truly amazing. When Fang Zichen saw Li Zhicheng, he felt a sense of disgust in his heart for no reason. He looked steadily at Li Zhicheng, met his eyes, and then fell on Brother Zhao who was standing beside him. That dream he had in Yuanzhou, those eyes... Thinking of this, the disgust boiled up even more. Damn it. Why does it look so similar to this guy? Fang Zichen's eyelids twitched slightly, feeling indescribably irritated. When their eyes met, disgust flashed across Li Zhicheng's eyes. Fang Zichen saw it clearly and immediately glared at him fiercely. This man looks like a traitor with a middle-parted hair. He looks like someone who deserves to be shot. How dare he hate his descendant? Damn it. The emotion couldn't be suppressed. Fang Zichen felt uncomfortable and didn't want to give anyone any face, so he turned around and walked out. Brother Zhao immediately got up and chased him out: "Husband?" Zhao Yunyue and others looked at each other in confusion. "What's going on?" Seeing that Li Zhicheng's expression was not right and seemed ugly, Zhao Yun became more and more like a fool. "Zhicheng, have you ever provoked my brother-in-law?" "Stop talking nonsense." Zhao Yunfeng scolded him. Li Zhicheng's throat seemed to be ground with sand, and he croaked: "Is he your brother-in-law?" "Or is he your father?" As soon as Zhao Yunyue finished speaking, Zhao Yunyue slapped him and said, "Shut up." Zhao Yunyue: "······" OK. Whoever slaps hard is awesome. He stopped talking and squatted aside to eat melon seeds. You won't get beaten for eating melon seeds. Li Zhicheng frowned and asked almost with his heart: "He, how old is he this year?" "Twenty." Zhao Yunfeng knew why he asked: "The age is not right at all, don't think too much about it." "Is that so? ?" Li Zhicheng looked outside the door again, and Fang Zichen had already walked away. He murmured: "Are there two people so similar in the world?" Zhao Yunyue couldn't resist again: "Why not? The old man Yang who specializes in collecting chamber pots and the old man Song who is good at killing pigs on Guangfu Street look very much like brothers." Li Zhicheng didn't say anything, and left after a moment of silence. Zhao Yunyue just felt baffled. Zhao Yunlan didn't quite understand: "Brother, what's going on? I looked at Zhicheng and he seemed a little unhappy with Zichen." Seeing an outsider who looked like his uncle and quite similar to himself, he felt warm to him. But no matter what, it's not disgusting! "Meng Ruqing, the fourth young master of Zuo Xiang's family, is Zhicheng's brother-in-law." Zhao Yunyue said. Zhao Yunyue nodded: "Didn't you just say that?" Zhao Yunfeng said: "This happened more than ten years ago. You were still young at that time, and you probably didn't know that the Fourth Young Master was married to Qin Hengxuan, the eldest young master of the Qin family. " Brother," Zhao Yunyue said suddenly, "are you so underestimating your two younger brothers? This is something that everyone in the capital knows. My second brother and I are not monkeys outside the capital. How could we not know this?" " Zhao Yunfeng's forehead veins jumped and he kicked him: "Can you listen to me carefully?" "Yes, yes, yes."

"Then let's start over." Zhao Yunfeng coughed: "This happened more than ten years ago. You were still young at that time, and you probably didn't know that the fourth young man married Qin Hengxuan, the eldest young master of the Qin family. She became pregnant within two years of arriving at the Qin family. However, that year, Mrs. Zuo Xiang fell seriously ill. The fourth young master got the news and rushed back from Hengyang. After Mrs. Zuo Xiang's health improved, the fourth young master returned. Zhicheng's mother also It's Aunt Meng. The third child was still young at the time, so you may not remember her, but the second child should have an impression on you."

Zhao Yunlan nodded.

Zhao Yunfeng continued: "Aunt Meng said that he was worried about his big belly, so she wanted to give him a ride, but I don't know whether it was because of the bumpy road or something. As soon as the carriage arrived at Donghuanling, the Fourth Young Master was born prematurely. He was eight years old at the time. She is more than three months pregnant, and it will take more than two months to travel from the capital to Hengyang, from the south to the north."

Zhao Yunlan frowned: "Is he stupid, why don't you stay in the capital for such a long time? Giving birth? She is pregnant in ten months and will definitely give birth on the road after being pregnant for more than eight months. "

Not to mention sleeping in the open air, it is nothing compared to being at home."

When a child is just born, he or she may not be able to withstand the ups and downs.

"That's the truth. But at that time, I heard that the Qin family had been assassinated, and something happened to the eldest son of Qin. The fourth young master got the news and rushed back. When he was born prematurely in Donghuan Ridge, Aunt Meng and two midwives delivered the baby, but the child As soon as he came out, he was lost by Aunt Meng!"

Zhao Yunlan was shocked and frowned: "Lost it? Did Aunt Meng do it on purpose?"

Meng Ruqing is the young master of the Qin family. The descendants of the Qin family are in trouble, and I heard that the eldest son of the Qin family loves Meng Ruqing very much. He chases and beats people before they get married. He also climbs the wall and sneaks into Zuo Xiang's Mansion at night to tease people. When his feet were pinched by a trap, he persisted in using the Going forward with a cane, Meng Ruqing is pregnant. It is impossible for Young Master Qin and General Qin not to send troops to protect him throughout the journey when he returns to the capital.

The geology of Donghuan Ridge is special. Less than 100 meters away from the official road is a 100-foot cliff. The bottom is full of jagged boulders. It is very dangerous. Ordinary people will not go there unless they are looking for death.

Guarded by elite soldiers and in the wilderness, how could the child be lost for no reason?

A newborn baby can't run on its own, and it can't be like the ginseng doll in the storybook, disappearing as soon as it hits the ground.

Except for human beings, don't do what he wants.

Zhao Yunfeng said: "It was indeed intentional. I heard from people that Aunt Meng took the child out of the carriage on the pretext that she wanted to clean it. Because she was the elder sister of the Fourth Young Master, there was nothing wrong with her along the way. She was responsible for guarding the child. The elite soldiers were not wary of her, but the Fourth Young Master was attacked again just after giving birth. The other party should have come well-prepared, with a large number of people, and it was dangerous outside. The elite soldiers wanted her to return to the carriage, and saw her carrying the child towards the cliff. When he went over there, he realized something was wrong and it was too late to get rid of the assassin. Aunt Meng threw the Fourth Young Master's son under the cliff. "

The cliff in Donghuan Ridge is very steep and full of huge rocks.

Not to mention a newborn child, even a man can fall into a puddle of meat.

"The fourth young master almost went crazy. He didn't give up. He carried his body that had just given birth and went to the bottom of the cliff with elite soldiers to search. They sealed off the surrounding area and dug three feet in the ground nearby. I heard that they couldn't even find a hair."

It's so miserable!

This was the first time Zhao Yunlan and Zhao Yunyue heard about this, and they couldn't help but look at each other.

My sister threw her brother's son off a cliff. What kind of hatred could this cause? You can only do this kind of thing by digging into your ancestor's grave!

But they all come out of the same belly!

Aunt Meng is too ungrateful to attack a child. Li Zhicheng should not be like her!

Donghuanling was only more than 600 miles away from the capital, so the elite soldiers quickly spread the news back to the capital.

Zuo Xiangfu and His Majesty sent two hundred Royal Guards over one after another, but unfortunately, they were not found.

The area around Donghuan Ridge is full of rocks and stone mountains. There are only rocks but no trees growing on this mountain, and there will be no large beasts.

Almost as soon as the child was thrown down, the elite soldier commander immediately sent people to search for it. However, after searching for a long time, the child seemed to be in heaven. There was not a fart or a drop of blood. If it was smashed into meat, it would be like that. It is impossible to be picked up by something in the mountains without leaving any traces.

Meng Ruqing led people to search along the valley, even on the cliffs, but they couldn't find it.

It is really strange to see no one alive and no corpse after death.

Later, the Royal Guards sent by the emperor searched the area for three days.

Two hundred imperial guardsmen were dispatched together. This incident caused a big fuss, and everyone in the capital knew about it.

The emperor's travels have never been so grand.

If he were just a first-class official, the emperor would not be alarmed if his child was lost. But the Qin family is different. Everyone knows that there are only two second generation members of the Qin family. The eldest son married the elder brother, and the second son broke up. sleeve.

It is not easy for me to have children. Most of them only have one child in their lifetime. It is not uncommon for them to have two children, but it is difficult even if they are few.

The one in Meng Ruqing's belly may be the only third generation of the Qin family.

His birth is the continuation and inheritance of the Qin family, a first-class family. He is the commander-in-chief of the Qin family's three armies with millions of people. If the Qin family fails in this generation, the Qin family will not wait for the complete destruction of the old general Qin. , then what happened in the northwest can be staged in Hengyang.

After all, in terms of leading troops to kill the enemy and defending, the two young masters of the Qin family competed with each other.

One has a fair amount of force, but he can't dispatch troops, and the other faints at the sight of blood.

Nowadays, Daxia is closely watched by the great dynasty and the small countries in the north. It is like a fat man, surrounded by tigers and wolves. There are constant disputes in the northwest. There are many scholars in Daxia. Their paper skills are the best, but there are very few generals. Now The generals in the northwest have changed three people. They have been fighting with the small country in the north for more than ten years, but they still can't drive the people out from the border. It's like playing house. Today I occupy three meters of your land. If you beat me tomorrow, I will give it back to you. , I will come again in the evening to rob, as if for fun, beating back and forth, beating back and forth, the people are in dire straits. If there are no more powerful figures in the south, then the great dynasty will definitely raise its troops to invade.

The child in Meng Ruqing's belly is clamoring for it, not only the Qin family is looking forward to it, but also the emperor is looking forward to it.

Hundreds of royal guards were dispatched to search and track down the assassins on a large scale. The whole city was under strict control. This matter could not be concealed.

When the old General Qin was furious and sent people back to claim the heads of the Meng family's daughters, the Prime Minister Zuo and the Hou Mansion did not dare to stop him.

Zuo Xiangzheng is the first rank, and the Hou Mansion is the third rank. If the two families unite, it is not impossible to save the Meng family. Although it is quite slim, but I heard that the two families have not taken any action, I think there must be some privacy, which will lead to the death of the Meng family. Undoubtedly, let no trace of possibility exist.

Zhao Yunfeng took a sip of tea and sighed: "Later General Qin sent his adjutant back and chopped off Aunt Meng's head."

Zhao Yunlan was puzzled: "Why did Aunt Meng do this? Besides, I heard that the eldest son of the Qin family is very young. He is a doting husband. If so, why didn't the eldest son of the Qin family come back with him when he returned home? And he didn't persuade him to return to Beijing."

Zhao Yunfeng shook his head and said, "I don't know about that either. There must be privacy among them. The affairs of the big family cannot be exposed outside to chat with people after tea and dinner. At that time, I heard that Mrs. Zuo Xiang was going to have a cold. How could Young Master Qin stop people from returning to Beijing to see their mother? ? This matter was widely circulated at the time, and there were many speculations, most of which were unbelievable. However, it was true that General Qin sent someone to kill Aunt Meng because of this matter. At that time, Zhicheng was almost six years old. You must know this. Zichen looks so similar to Meng Ruqing, and Zhicheng must have had a grudge when he saw him."

Zhao Yunlan looked at Zhao Yunyue, who was wandering in the sky, and said, "What are you thinking about?"

Zhao Yunyue's thoughts began to diverge: "Is this a story about an aunt falling in love with her brother-in-law, but the brother-in-law only loves his younger brother? I love you, you love him, and if you don't love me, I go crazy?" Seeing Zhao Yunfeng's slap again and again About to call over, Zhao Yunyue jumped to the side and hid behind Zhao Yunlan: "But Aunt Meng really deserves to beheaded! She still has a grudge. If I were Old General Qin, I would have to eradicate it!"

Zhao Yunfeng coolly said He looked at him: "Don't you play well with Zhicheng?"

Zhao Yunyue shook his head in denial.

"It's not that good! Dad and Uncle Li are good friends, right? I've just met him a little more. My brother-in-law doesn't seem to like him very much. I don't want to get close to him in the future."

Zhao Yunlan: "Zi "Chen Chen bribed you?"

"No! One of them is a brother-in-law, and the other one has nothing to do with him.

He must be a cousin of his!

" It's like a hornet's nest. Every time I see her, I want to slap her with the sole of my shoe. I don't know what evil happened to her, but I want to get her back." Speaking of this, Zhao Yunyue became annoyed. He suspected that he and Zheng Xiaoyan were not compatible. , every time he saw Zheng Xiaoyan, his hands would itch.

Zhao Yunfeng lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Chapter 302

After entering the Qingzhu Courtyard, Fang Zichen looked around: "Is this the courtyard where you used to live?"

Brother Zhao held his arm and nodded: "Yes!"

"Oh." Fang Zichen said: " It's quite big, even bigger than the yard we bought!"

"Husband," Brother Zhao looked at him: "What happened to you?"

"Nothing." Fang Zichen hesitated and entered the house. Brother Zhao happily peeled oranges for him again. Fang Zichen curled his fingers and looked down at the burning brazier beside him.

"Brother Zhao." His throat was a little dry. When Brother Zhao looked over, he whispered: "Do you still remember...that time..."

Brother Zhao seemed to know what he was going to say. What? Although I didn't understand why he suddenly asked about this, he immediately said: "If I don't remember, don't ask."

Fang Zichen lowered his eyes.

Brother Zhao is resisting this issue.

That's right, mentioning this kind of forced thing felt like peeling off scars and carving out flesh and blood, and it was more like reminding him not to forget this matter.

His previous prying and curious behavior had already touched Brother Zhao's pain, so it was no time to ask now.

Just a dream.

Although the story about his son's death came true, it could also be a coincidence. Although he was a talented and handsome man, it was impossible for Long Aotian to have any precognitive dreams.

He often dreamed that he helped the old man, and then the old man took his hand and said, young man, I am actually the emperor of the dynasty, and I was assassinated while on patrol incognito. You saved me, I am very grateful, and then he gave me He couldn't even carry two large boxes of gold. I also dreamed that I was helping an old man in the village carry firewood. Seeing his kindness, he told him that there was a ginseng tree on the mountain. That boy in my family was unfilial. I didn't tell him, I only told you, go dig it. Then he went up the mountain and dug it. A ginseng with a thick thigh was sold for several thousand taels.

But what about reality!

On his way back from work, he helped countless old men pick firewood countless times. In the end, he had nothing but a bowl of water and the words "Good boy." He didn't even see half a coin.

But helping someone pick firewood is not for the purpose of being reciprocated. I just don't want to see an old man working so hard. He is just going to the bathroom. Lao Wang next door didn't bring toilet paper. He is a person who can teach the other person how to wipe with his fingers. He brought a red scarf. All these years are not in vain.

So, no more questions.

Although it looks like it, it can't be the traitor. If so, wouldn't Brother Zhao have returned to Beijing early?

The person who should be shot was not a person from the village. Apart from seeing the person, what else could Brother Zhao know? He couldn't get anything out of the question, and Brother Zhao said 'I don't remember', which completely blocked his words. Even if he ignored Brother Zhao's feelings and dug into the root cause, he didn't know what to ask.

Ask him how many hairs he has on his body? How many eyes? If he talks about what he dreamed about, Brother Zhao will probably laugh to death!

Besides, I don't even remember, so I'm just asking.

Brother Zhao probably just saw that the man was a little handsome and was coaxed by someone with a few words, so he just obeyed. This brother must be a bit pretty, otherwise how could he win him down without any effort?

Brother Zhao watched him wandering around and stuffed the peeled orange into his mouth.

"What are you thinking about?"

The oranges he just imported were a bit sour. Fang Zichen chewed them twice and swallowed them: "I didn't think about anything."

Brother Zhao fed him another piece of orange and said, "Are you unhappy just now?"

"Yeah! "

What's wrong?"

"I don't believe you didn't see it." Fang Zichen said bluntly: "I don't like that person."

Brother Zhao was a little stunned: "Why are you so nice?" Don't you like him? You haven't had any contact

with him. "" He has a sharp mouth and a sinister look. He is not a good person at first glance. How can I contact him? My intuition tells me that a good person like me cannot play like that. "Fang Zichen glanced at Brother Zhao and said very unreasonably: "You should stay away from him in the future."

Brother Zhao gave a perfunctory hum and turned to talk about the good boy.

"We're fighting again? How did this kid get hit wherever he goes!" Fang Zichen asked: "Li Xinyi was beaten so badly. Is your stupid mother okay? If she was so angry that she died, it would be better if she was beaten by our son If she gets a cerebral hemorrhage and suffers from hemiplegia, she'll be in big trouble."

Brother Zhao: "..."

Brother Zhao peeled another orange and said, "She's fine."

"Oh,

you seem to be fine . Disappointed? "

A bit, indeed.

Fang Zichen said nonchalantly: "No, no..." Just when he felt that he was being dishonest, Brother Zhao's words made him choke.

"It's a pity. It would be fun if I were paralyzed."

Fang Zichen: "..."

If Zheng Peiyao heard this, she might want to die on the spot.

"The people in the Li Mansion didn't make things difficult for them, right?"

Brother Zhao said, "No one came."

Fang Zichen nodded.

It's different when there's a backstage.

Just like Journey to the West, the monsters with a backstage were picked up, and those without a backstage were killed on the spot.

What a great thing backstage!

...

Zhao Song has missed his brother a lot these years. Brother Zhao has no grudge against him anymore and is willing to get close to him. In addition, he also has two sisters-in-law at home. Once the three of them get together, they can start chatting. , that's really endless.

From morning to night, I didn't want to go back until midnight.

Zhao Yunfeng came over at night, feeling quite resentful. Shi Nianqi often stayed in the yard after winter and didn't go out much. Even if he was bored, he would only go to Zhao Yunlan to find Zhao Ersao. Although Zheng Peiyao often came to see her, After all, there are some things that are hard to say despite the seniority gap.

Now that Brother Zhao is back, it's a big deal. She always likes to talk to Brother Zhao, or listen to him talk about things in the village. Most of the things in the village are trivial things. Things happen at sunrise and sunset. However, they had never lived in the village before, so they sounded like they were enjoying it. Plus, with the good boy around, Shi Nianqi and Sister-in-law Zhao loved teasing him the most, and were often made to laugh by his nonsense.

Sometimes when it was late, Shi Nianqi would stay directly in the Qingzhu Courtyard for fear of disturbing Zhao Yunfeng.

Zhao Yunfeng came over and looked at the three people roasting around the charcoal fire in the cooking room. He was more resentful than the evil spirits.

"She hasn't been back for three days, and she doesn't care about the two children." Zhao Yunfeng couldn't tell how he felt in his heart. He seemed to be resentful and angry, but he couldn't be called angry. He looked at Fang Zichen: "Can you understand what I'm saying? It

's because of Shi Nianqi's refusal to return to the courtyard, and it's not Brother Zhao. Fang Zichen blinked and said, "I don't know what you're feeling."

"Just, very angry, but not angry." , I only regret my lack of knowledge: "You literati are the most powerful. I heard that you are Xiao Quan Yuan. Come on, describe my mood now."

Fang Zichen thought for a moment: "Is it probably the kind of anger, sadness, or grievance? "

Yes." Zhao Yunfeng replied.

Fang Zichen: "Are you going to die?"

Zhao Yunfeng laughed: "You have that literary talent, you can do it."

Fang Zichen thought of Uncle Wang, and immediately said: "I am probably green, I can't sleep anyway, I sat up and lit a cigarette, there is no reason for this sadness, Looking sadly at the two children on the bedside, one is not mine, and the other is probably not mine either. "

Zhao Yunfeng: "..."

Zhao Yunyue chased Fang Zichen three streets that night.

Fang Zichen hid outside and didn't dare to come back. He understood Zhao Yunfeng's mood.

This man really is, I asked him to describe it, he described it, but I wanted to hit him.

He is really angry and aggrieved now.

Brother Zhao didn't have time to go to the shop to work, so he couldn't help but worry about it, so Zhao Song arranged for the two wives to come over. However, Zhao Brother and Fang Zichen knew about the cooking of the pot base ingredients. The shop's Malatang business was good, and there were several nearby Everyone followed suit, but the base was not as spicy as the one in their own shop, and the hot food always lacked the freshness, so business was still as good as ever. Although the prices in the surrounding shops are relatively cheap, people in the capital are not short of ten or twenty cents, and they are all willing to go to Brother Zhao's shop to eat.

Brother Zhao was worried about these two people, so Fang Zichen could only cook the base.

He asked Fang Zi if he had a morning trip?

Fang Zichen bluffed, and his chest thumped loudly.

Can a man say no?

You have to say yes even if you don't.

Brother Zhao also knew how much this man weighed and how much he could fly all over the room even if he boiled lard, so he personally taught him twice.

This kind of work actually seems very simple to do, but simple is simple, and it is quite life-threatening to do it yourself.

Fang Zichen arrived at the shop and was busy banging and banging in the kitchen. Xie Xiaoyu stood at the door and looked at him. He always felt that he was like those old Taoist priests outside who caught ghosts and danced with gods. He jumped around the stove twice and grabbed a handful of dried chili peppers. In the pot, oil was frying in the pot, and he jumped twice more.

When Fang Zichen boiled the pot, he felt like he was fighting a war. He followed the steps, but the taste of the soup base was always far inferior to that of Brother Zhao. No wonder there are so many gourmet instructional videos in modern times and there are so few chefs. But There are many spices used in the base oil of our own pot, so no matter how you cook, you can make it better than other shops.

The Zhao family has a big business, so Zheng Peiyao can't stand a small shop. Spring is coming next month. Zhao Song originally wanted Fang Zichen to stay at home and prepare well. He had some friendship with the great scholar, and he wanted to invite him over to catch some for Fang Zichen. The key point was to pass on some experience and become a Xiao Liuyuan, but Fang Zichen refused.

Zhao Song just thought he had an idea and didn't force it, but Zheng Peiyao felt that Fang Zichen was too conceited and self-righteous.

No matter how outstanding Xiao Siyuan is in a small place, in the capital city where there are so many talented people and where the most proud people gather, there is still not enough to see.

Most of the children from the capital have impressive talents and perfect family backgrounds, so that they stand at a high level as soon as they are born.

No matter how outstanding Fang Zichen is, he is still not a bit inferior to other people. He does not have a good family background, nor does he have any support. So what if he is in high school?

The number one scholar is a nice thing to say. Even in a small place, he can be considered a figure. However, if he is only a sixth-rank scholar in the capital and has no one to help him, he is nothing.

Although Zheng Peiyao is a person in the backyard and has no knowledge of court affairs, she is not an ignorant person.

There is no inevitable connection between being the top scholar and becoming a high official.

After passing the imperial examination, the imperial court usually arranges for them to serve as a junior official of the sixth rank in the Hanlin Academy.

Counting from the sixth rank, it is only slightly larger than the seventh rank Zhima Guan.

The Hanlin Academy was mostly responsible for compiling books and histories, drafting edicts, serving as readers for members of the royal family, serving as imperial examiners, etc.

Although some people have passed five tests and won the first prize in the exam, it can only prove that they are good at reading. As for whether they have the ability to handle political affairs, it still needs to be further examined.

Therefore, after many number one scholars entered the court, they basically did some copying and writing work in the Hanlin Academy.

Most of the top picks were left in the capital to serve as minor officials of the sixth or seventh rank. They slowly rose up, and some were directly released, and then never returned to the capital for the rest of their lives.

Most of the capital is protected by officials. Without people, it is difficult to move up. Some people sit down and wear their underpants, unable to move their buttocks.

Relying solely on himself, Fang Zichen would probably have to stay in the Imperial Academy and rely on others for most of his life.

Civilian positions are difficult to promote, and they are not like military generals. Even if you have the help of your own master, it is estimated that it will be over when you reach the fourth rank.

Zheng Peiyao has passed the age of "judging people by their appearance". Now in her fifties, she is more pragmatic. Privately, she does not think highly of Fang Zichen.

Brother Zhao is as sticky as Fang Zichen, and he often peels oranges to feed him. Just like the eldest son Fang Zichen, he looks like he is waiting to enjoy it and is accustomed to it. This is the case outside, but he doesn't know what to do in the room! Zheng Peiyao always felt that her brother had been wronged.

Regardless of his previous status, now that he has returned to Zhao Mansion, he is the young master of their Zhao Mansion. Fang Zichen is no longer worthy of him. He does not respect him and dares to do this. What is Zheng Peiyao doing to Fang Zichen? Look, how angry.

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Chapter 303

Fang Zichen also saw it clearly and was very angry. He used to be the third young master that everyone wanted to fawn over. Even if he became a dick, no one looked at him like this. Who is Zheng Peiyao? ? Dare you look at him with disgust like a wild dog?

Knowing that he disliked her, Fang Zichen kept wandering in front of her as soon as he returned to the Zhao Mansion. At the dinner table, he often interrupted her and taunted her, making sarcastic remarks. When he spoke seriously, he was already not pleasant to listen to and started to quarrel with others. , the mouth was as if she had eaten arsenic, it was extremely poisonous, like a machine gun, and it was squirting. Zheng Peiyao was very angry, but in front of Brother Zhao, she was embarrassed to say anything.

Brother Zhao didn't scold Fang Zichen, but let him go. He was afraid that if he didn't eat enough, it would affect his fighting ability. He even gave him a few pieces of meat. This discovery made Zheng Peiyao a little disappointed.

Occasionally, he couldn't help but make a few remarks about his identity. Fang Zichen returned it suddenly, and the good boy even helped: "Father, don't quarrel, respect the old and love the young. If grandma is not satisfied with you, just be satisfied. You can't let everyone benevolent." They are all satisfied with you, because it is not all about benevolence, it is all about benevolence."

Zheng Peiyao almost couldn't breathe after hearing this, but Zhao Song didn't say anything. He went back to the house and warned her that since Fang Zichen is Xiaoxu's husband, if you don't It's gratifying, but you should endure it. Xiaoxu and we have been apart for more than ten years, but the relationship has long faded. Mr. Fang has been with him all these years. If you and Mr. Fang are estranged, do you think he will protect you? who?

Zheng Peiyao also knew this truth. After being criticized by Fang Zichen, she didn't reply a word in front of Brother Zhao. Fang Zichen felt happy when he saw her holding her breath but not daring to explode.

This damn bitch is looking for death if she dares to fight with him.

Zheng Peiyao despised Fang Zichen. Although she didn't show it in front of Brother Zhao, Zhao Song had been an official in the court for most of his life and was very good at observing people's words. Although Fang Zichen came from a small place, he was very popular. He only interrupted once , Brother Zhao ignored him for the next two days and didn't even let him look at him as a good boy. Zhao Song didn't dare to say anything anymore. He didn't help, and the Zhao brothers didn't even dare to open their mouths. Taken together, he is no match for Fang Zichen, and Fang Zichen always criticizes others. Those words don't sound very pleasant, but they also seem to be very reasonable. Zhao Yunyue often nods in agreement.

Zheng Peiyao felt that she was a white-eyed wolf, and she continued to bully her. She returned to the yard, sent someone to call him, and beat him without saying a word. Zhao Yunyue was not afraid, and still went his own way.

Fang Zichen had been busy in the store for several days and suffered from back pain. When he went to bed at night, he asked Brother Zhao how many banknotes he wanted.

Brother Zhao just thought he wanted to buy something and gave it to Fang Zichen. He spread it on the pillow and lay down on it.

Life has been really hard these days. He worked so hard and handed over all the money he earned without even putting it into his pocket. At this moment, only banknotes could comfort his fragile heart.

"What are you doing?" Brother Zhao asked funnyly.

Fang Zichen rubbed his hands on the pillow: "I have nothing, and I'm looking for someone to live in."

Brother Zhao took off his shoes, turned around and pressed on him, shaking his calves: "But you don't have nothing."

The late night was long, and the candlelight Huo Lanshan, looking into Brother Zhao's dark eyes, Fang Zichen knew that this brother was going to say something sensational that would move him so much that he couldn't help himself.

'You still have me and your son, you don't have nothing', this is how it is played in TV series.

He knows this way!

Although he already knew what he was going to say, Fang Zichen was still happy. He couldn't restrain himself and was about to get excited when he heard Brother Zhao say with a smile.

"...You don't have everything, at least you still have the nerve to reply"

Fang Zichen: "..."

Fang Zichen's face froze.

Who can help move the Civil Affairs Bureau? He wants a divorce.

This day is a rough one.

Fang Zichen and Brother Zhao stayed in the Zhao Mansion for a few days and then returned.

Although Zhao Song was reluctant to give up, there was no reason for his married brother to live at home all the time.

Brother Zhao's attitude towards him suddenly changed and he got closer. Zhao Song asked him where he was sold. What has it been like these past few years? Brother Zhao only talked about the past two years and kept silent about the rest. He asked Guaizai indirectly, and Guaizai only said that he used to live in the Ma family, and the Ma family was very bad and would not give them anything. The old system makes them work for Western food, and they also beat the good boy and his father.

These words cut straight into my heart like a knife.

Knowing that Brother Zhao had been sold to Fu'an Town under the jurisdiction of Yuanzhou, he couldn't wait to send someone to investigate.

It's just that the person hasn't come back yet.

Zheng Peiyao and Zhao Song sent Brother Zhao out of the house together. After they left, Zhao Song wanted to go back to the study to handle official duties. Zheng Peiyao took the maid to the west courtyard, intending to visit Shi Nianqi. Passing outside the Qingzhu Courtyard, a maid Coming out with a pile of clothes in her arms, she hurriedly bowed when she saw Zheng Peiyao.

"I've met the old lady."

Zheng Peiyao's eyes fell on the pile of clothes in her arms.

Those were ones that her ex-err took with her to pick out for Brother Zhao and Guaizi from the clothing store outside. There were also a few items she made herself.

The good boy is not very tall and saves on tight fabrics. One piece can be worn for several years. The clothes Aunt Liu made for him can still be worn. At that time, Fang Zichen had just made some money carrying big bags at the dock, but not much. Fang Zichen didn't dare to spend frivolously, so he bought two pieces of cloth. Brother Zhao took it to Aunt Liu to help make it. The material was much better than the coarse cloth worn by the villagers, but in the capital, the clothes worn by the servants were better than this. .

The clothes were not damaged, and Brother Zhao was reluctant to throw them away. It was really shabby to wear outside, so Brother Zhao put them on for Guaizi. Zheng Peiyao once saw Guaizi playing with Zhao Yunyue in the yard. The coat wrinkled up, revealing the coarse cloth underneath. The clothes were so distressed that I went to buy some clothes for them.

"What are you doing?"

"The Sixth Young Master asked the servants to burn these clothes before he left." After she finished speaking, she didn't dare to look at Zheng Peiyao's pale face and hurriedly lowered her head.

Zheng Peiyao felt uncomfortable in her heart. The feeling was unspeakable. After a while, she waved her hands and said, "Do as the young master said!"

The maid hurried away.

Brother Zhao returned to Guangfu Street and became busy again.

Zhao Yunyue often went to Guangfu Street to find Fang Zichen. He was like a guerrilla team who finally found an organization and had a common topic with Fang Zichen.

Now he saw Fang Zichen reading a book and leaned over again.

"Brother, you are so awesome! I haven't felt sleepy even after reading for so long. Why do I feel sleepy as soon as I read?"

Fang Zichen raised his eyes and glanced at him, and said lightly: "Because books are where dreams begin. "

Zhao Yunyue's eyes lit up: "It makes sense! No wonder I feel sleepy every time I see it."

Fang Zichen: "..."

This is so stupid.

He ignored Zhao Yunyue again. Zhao Yunyue took the storybook out of his pocket and read it too.

After a while, there was no sound of turning the pages of the book. Fang Zichen looked across and saw Zhao Yunyue lying on the table, already drooling as he slept.

The store is busy, but has enough staff.

There were too many people, so Fang Zichen didn't go to the store to help anymore. He took his boy outside all day long.

Xia Jinghong was in the teahouse now, looking at the people across the street who looked like they were begging for food, with a hard-to-read look on his face.

The good boy squatted in Fang Zichen's arms like a groundhog. Fang Zichen wrapped him in a cloak, and now his big head was exposed.

He moved and took out a small basket.

There were several white buns lying inside.

This is made by Brother Zhao. It contains bean paste filling, beef filling, pork lotus root filling.

The beef was sent over by the Zhao family. There is a law in Daxia. Farm cattle cannot be slaughtered at will. Most of them are old, so they are taken to a special place for slaughter. It is very expensive. The good boy asked Li Yisheng and Zhao Yunyue if they would eat it. As they all shook their heads, he looked up at Fang Zichen again.

"Father won't eat either, so you go ahead and eat it!"

"The good boy is on the west side. Father is hungry, so the good boy will give it to you." He looked at the several big buns in the basket and frowned slightly, as if he didn't know which one to eat first. one.

He waggled his little finger: "Point your troops and generals, and whoever you point will be eaten."

Finally, he took a bean paste filling.

Xia Jinghong saw him holding it in both hands, watching people coming and going, eating with a satisfied look on his face.

"That kid has been squatting here lately?"

"Yeah!" said the old man beside him.

Xia Jinghong frowned slightly: "Are you begging for food?"

"Probably not. I heard from Jia Huwei that Mr. Fang said this was to experience life, and... they still have names."

"What? Names? " Xia Jinghong was confused.

The old man pursed his lips, as if he wanted to smile, but didn't dare to smile: "Master Fang said that they are a handsome and attractive group."

Xia Jinghong: "..."

I have never seen such a shameless person. people.

"But after my former son Mr. Fang took the child with him, he changed his name again."

"Huh?"

"Mr. Fang said they were from the capital..." The old man thought about the guard's report and imitated: "Mr. Fang

" They are the fourth in the capital.

" The red bean paste got into his mouth, and it was so hot that the boy kept fanning his little hands. Zhao Yunyue helped him: "Don't worry!"

The boy felt that it was too hot, but he refused to spit it out. He mumbled: "How much do you want to make?" Hot, hot, my wife will marry Fatty!"

Li Yisheng heard this and suddenly laughed and touched his head: "By the way, my son can understand such profound principles at a young age, that's good. "

The buns didn't taste good when they were cold, so Fang Zichen let him do it as many times as he wanted.

There weren't many steamed buns in the basket, just four. He drank two bowls of porridge in the morning, and it wasn't time for dinner yet. The boy finished the third one and couldn't eat the fourth one, but he still managed to eat it. He ate it forcefully in two bites, feeling like he would never waste it even if he was exhausted.

Fang Zichen touched his head and then reached in to touch his warm belly, feeling a little more appreciative.

His son really learned his virtue of diligence and thrift.

As long as you don't hold on, you can't waste any of it.

In addition to having to eat more, this son is really easy to raise. He can eat whatever he is given. If he can't be picky about food, it's better not to be picky about food. The benefits of not being picky about food are huge.

In fact, raising children is not that difficult!

In the past, those people always said that children are the crystallization of love, but if they are not handled properly, they may be the stones of love. They said that children are difficult to raise. Now, it seems that it is not difficult. If you give ten buns a day casually, the child will not Is it just you who is older?

Not difficult at all.

It would be even better if I could save myself from eating three bowls of rice and half a chicken a day.

His hands were a bit cold, and the boy twisted his little body and smiled: "Father, my father is a big pervert."

"The pervert wants to fuck you." Fang Zichen kissed him twice, and said, Zaike is happy.

A few people were squatting on the side of the road, not wanting to do anything, but simply coming out to drink some northwest wind and get some fresh air.

There was a charcoal fire in the house, and I felt stuffy after sitting there for a long time.

The smell of charcoal fire is strong, even if the window is open, it still makes people feel dizzy. Li Yisheng happened to be free today, so he came over to find Fang Zichen. He originally said he would go to the teahouse to sit, but as soon as he entered, he found a pot of tea, and he didn't know what kind of golden liquid was seeped in it, but it cost more than three ounces.

The waiter said it was fine tea, coming from central China, and just released this year. It tasted good, and since there was a charcoal fire in the building, it was a bit expensive.

Emotions are fueled by carbon and fire expenses. If Brother Zhao wanted to break a coin into two halves, Fang Zichen was even better. He wanted to break it into molecular flowers.

He didn't just lie down and let others steal his money. He immediately went to sit outside on the street and chatted anyway.

Zhao Yunyue had only been playing with Fang Zichen for two days, and he also met Li Yisheng, and the three of them got along very well.

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Chapter 304

: Several people were squatting in rows on the street. Zhao Yunyue said: "I heard a while ago that there is a capable person in Guangfu Street."

Li Yisheng was confused: "What kind of capable person?"

"Specializes in robbing and robbing . Yes, Guangfu Street is very chaotic, but it has gotten a lot better recently. That person has committed crimes one after another and must have made a lot of money. If I meet him, I can also steal his vote, but I haven't heard anything recently. According to the news, he probably got some benefits and went into hiding." Zhao Yunyue said with some pity.

The area around Guangfu Street is mostly ordinary people, and those ruffians have no background. They only bully the small ones, and when they see those who are stronger than themselves, they immediately become cowards. Zhao Yunyue does not take them seriously at all.

Li Yisheng looked at Fang Zichen silently.

Hiding?

That's impossible, the other party is wandering all over the street right now!

Just at this moment, several girls from across the street came over hand in hand. They must be young ladies from some family who were going out to play together. They were dressed up fancyly, but their looks were ordinary.

Fang Zichen considered himself a clean man who was not tempted by women. He didn't even look at him, but Zhao Yunyue's eyes were fixed on the person and he couldn't move away.

He imitated Fang Zichen: "Holy shit, on point."

Fang Zichen: "..."

As soon as these words came out, they understood the sentiments of the people and experienced the life of the team, and they seemed to instantly become lecherous ruffians on the street.

He remembered that in school, the group of boys who sat in the back would stand in the corridor after class, then stare at the passing girls going to the bathroom, and discuss them non-stop.

"That woman, is she someone who just transferred from class three?"

"Yes!"

"Isn't she the goddess of No. 2 Middle School? I heard that her breasts are as big as steamed buns. Oh my God, are you talking about Wangzai? Let's get some steamed buns!"

He said something almost obscene, pointing at girls, Fang Zichen had a special disdain for such people.

Zhao Yunyue really brought them down.

He looked at Zhao Yunyue, but his third brother-in-law's eyes were clear, and he didn't show any sign of a pig brother coveting beauty.

Forget it, they are all relatives, he has to be tolerant.

At Zhao Yunyue's age, he is a typical old bachelor in ancient times. He doesn't smoke or drink, and has no choice but to have sex.

The true nature of a man!

However, the girls who came towards me were actually just average-looking. Zhao Yunyue looked so excited as he had never seen a beautiful woman in hundreds of years... I heard that men who have been single for a long time will have some psychological abnormalities. Look at it. Sows are better than Diao Chan.

Fang Zichen tried to save him, understood his preferences, and played a matchmaker for him: "Ah San," he raised his chin and motioned to Zhao Yunyue to look at the girls again: "If it were you, who would you marry as your wife?"

Zhao Yunyue scratched. He scratched his head and said: "There are two banknotes on the ground, which one do you pick up?"

Fang Zichen: "..."

Good guy, he didn't choose any of these, but you can see that he doesn't want to let any of them go!

Li Yisheng said: "Okay, don't choose. It seems that you can marry if you choose."

"That said, do I have no looks? Do I have no money? Do I have no power? Who is so bold and dares not to like me? I was so young that I could squeeze out water, and I couldn't get rid of many girls." Zhao Yunyue glanced at Li Yisheng: "I could have countless wives and concubines, but I am simple, sensible, dedicated, shy, and would rather be lacking than excessive. ·····"

Fang Zichen: "······"

Li Yisheng: "······"

Neither of them could listen anymore.

Fang Zichen approached Li Yisheng, bumped him with his elbow, and whispered: "Your urine is yellow, wake him up quickly."

Li Yisheng: "Why don't you come?"

Fang Zichen said nonsense: "I have diabetes."

What is diabetes, Li Yisheng He didn't understand, but when it came to candy, he immediately shook his head: "No, you can't give him any sweetness."

Guaizi raised his hand and said loudly: "Come on, darling, darling, you have to urinate, specializing in monsters and monsters. Narcissistic maniac, let the good boy come and wake him up."

Zhao Yunyue: "..."

Just tell the truth, what is a narcissistic maniac?

Zhao Yun wanted to hit him more and more.

At lunch time, everyone went back to their homes and looked for their mothers. Fang Zichen was about to return to the shop while holding the boy in his arms when an old man came up to him.

"Master Fang, my master has invited me."

Fang Zichen still had a bit of an impression of the old man next to Xia Jinghong, because this man spoke like a drake: "Where is he?"

The old man pointed to the restaurant behind him.

Fang Zichen left without saying a word.

Xia Jinghong had already ordered a table of dishes and was calmly stirring a bowl of bird's nests. When he saw him hurriedly opening the door and coming in, he was a little funny: "Here you come? Sit down."

He was not active in eating and had a problem with his thinking.

Fang Zichen sat down immediately.

The good boy called him: "Uncle~"

Xia Jinghong touched his brain and gently stroked his soft hair: "Well, for dinner, uncle ordered the chicken you like."

The good boy glanced at the table I was so happy when I served the chicken that was roasted brown, and my voice was crispy and full of excitement.

"Thank you, uncle."

The old man was waiting aside. Seeing him climbing on the stool, he helped pull a chicken leg for him. The good boy smiled at him again, and saw Xia Jinghong still stirring the sticky stuff, blinking his eyes curiously. Asked: "Uncle, is there something in your bowl?"

Xia Jinghong said: "Bird's nest."

"Bird's nest?"

"Yeah! It's delicious." Xia Jinghong said.

When he said this, Guaizi became curious, what is delicious in the swallow's nest?

When spring comes in the village, the swallows will fly back and chirp. In the past at Ma's house, he saw two swallows making nests under the eaves of Ma's hall. The nests they made were mostly mud and grass, and there was no mud at all. Not tasty.

He looked at it intently, and Fang Zichen thought he liked it, so he immediately advised: "Hey, bird's nest is actually not delicious at all. It is slimy and tastes like snot."

Xia Jinghong took a spoonful and put it in his mouth. , after hearing this, my hands froze and I couldn't eat anymore.

The good boy frowned: "Father, you know, Simo, that the mucus in your nose is caused by Simo's flavored drops? Have you passed it? Are you, Simo, so ignorant? The good boy is young, but even good boys are talking about it, and the mucus in the nose cannot be wiped out. ."

Fang Zichen: "..."

This damn kid.

Xia Jinghong laughed immediately.

Even the old man couldn't hold it back.

Fang Zichen ignored him and started eating by himself. The table was full of dishes, and there was too much to put on them. Xia Jinghong was fine before, at least he only had a finger on his hand, but now he looks like a nouveau riche, with both index and middle fingers He didn't know how to be low-key at all. With such a large table of food, he was afraid that he could take out the money by digging into the pocket of his underwear. Fang Zichen said sourly: "Lao Xia, you are so generous!"

The good boy ate it. Even chicken can't stop his mouth: "Father, father, it's not because my uncle is rich, but because you are too poor."

Fang Zichen: "······"

This damn kid said such things in front of outsiders, was he afraid that others wouldn't know?

I can't do it without giving him a lesson.

Fang Zichen hugged the good boy, let him lie on his lap, and gave his butt twice.

The good boy was indifferent and fearless, and he still had the nerve to reach out and take a piece of snack on the table, nibbling on the fragrant smell. It's like having a full meal before you die. He was used to being beaten by Brother Zhao, and his butt was now invulnerable to all poisons.

Xia Jinghong also found it funny to see that he was a dead pig and was not afraid of boiling water and beating you while I eat mine, as if the little butt being spanked was not his.

His eyes fell on Fang Zichen: "Aren't you still going to participate in the Spring Festival? How have you been reviewing recently?"

Fang Zichen said casually: "Everything is ready, all I need is the east wind."

Xia Jinghong felt that he was arrogant: "But I heard people say, you I've been walking around a lot in the past few days! I've worn out several pairs of shoes! After all, Chunwei is not a pediatrician, and its difficulty is not comparable to that of the provincial examination. You should work harder, but if you don't work hard, how can you become the top scorer? Do you rely on dreams?"

Fang Zichen: "..."

Are you looking down on him?

He has already read and mastered all the books he should read. If he still can't get the No. 1 prize... it must be because the paper is too difficult.

After dinner, and after playing bullshit with Xia Jinghong for a long time, Fang Zichen left with his son on his back.

Passing by the door of the pastry shop, a sweet fragrance wafted over.

Two people happened to come out of the shop. Judging from their appearance, they should not be from Guangfu Street. As soon as they came out, they got on the carriage and left. Looking at the sign, they were the Dali Temple officials.

There are many people inside.

Most of them even brought escort maids with them.

The pastries in this shop are probably very good, otherwise no one would come so far.

Fang Zichen weighed the fifty taels he had just earned from a wealthy business and went in without hesitation.

Brother Zhao loves this stuff.

During the few days he stayed at Zhao's house, I saw that he ate a lot. With his round face, he probably ate too many sweets. Although Zhao Song sent people to bring some snacks every day, he didn't buy them for himself. Same.

The pastries he bought had love in them! .

When he was in Fu'an Town, he also bought some for Brother Zhao, but it was a small place, the pastries were not very well made, and there were not many varieties. Now that he entered, Fang Zichen was dazzled by the dazzling variety.

The waiter came over and asked him what he wanted. When he heard that it was for his husband, he immediately said that the husbands liked the plum blossom cakes, rose cakes, and Qiqiao snacks in the store. On the second floor, Fang Zichen said to take a look. , he led the boy and was about to follow the waiter when someone shouted selling candied haws outside, the boy immediately pulled Fang Zichen.

He had just finished eating the chicken and couldn't eat any pastries, but if Nu tried hard, he could still eat a bunch of sweet and sour candied haws.

Fang Zichen gave him three cents: "Come back after you buy it. Don't run around!"

"Yeah, yeah." The good boy got the money and asked Fang Zichen to squat down, pouting and kissing him twice: "I want more."

Fang Zichen Slap him on the butt: "Isn't one bunch enough for you?"

What a sin!

He raised a pig.

"There are also dad and brother Xiaofeng! You can't eat!"

Fang Zichen only carried ten copper coins on his body every day, and now he gave him another six coins.

The good boy held the money in both hands and ran out. He raised his head and followed the old man selling candied haws, and took three skewers. He was so happy that he immediately took a bite. He stared at the candied haws. When he went back, he bumped into someone at the gate. He looked up and saw that it was a man with a long beard. The old man immediately bowed and apologized: "I'm sorry~"

After he said that, he wanted to step aside, but he was caught.

"You, you..."

After the old man was stunned for a moment, he seemed to be very excited and shocked, and so were the few people behind him.

The good boy frowned and looked at him: "Grandpa, are you doing Simo?"

The old man answered the question: "It looks like it, it really does." The

good boy scratched his head with one hand, not knowing what he was talking about: "It looks like Simo." "Like a pretty boy?"

"...My son."

The good boy looked at him and said righteously: "Grandpa, don't talk nonsense. Your son Simo will be like me." Huh? My father said that there won't be a handsome boy like me in three hundred years."

The old man smiled, still holding on to him, but he thought this kid was quite interesting: "What's your name?" What's your name?"

The boy's eyes rolled.

The stranger still kept staring at him up and down, and kept smiling. He looked very much like a perverted stranger. He would never give his name.

"I'm Dajidi's younger brother, dah!"

Fang Zichen was about to come out to look for him with snacks in hand. After hearing this, he quickly came over and slapped him on the butt.

"Ouch~" The sweet boy's anus tightened, and he hurriedly covered his butt and jumped away.

When the old man saw Fang Zichen, he looked shocked again.

He was probably shocked by his handsomeness. He looked like a welder who was able to impress people wherever he went. Fang Zichen didn't think much about it and said, "I'm sorry, a kid is not sensible." Then he grabbed the boy's back collar. , carrying him away like a chicken.

Chapter 305

: Someone walked out from behind the old man: "Master, this..."

The old man was still looking around. Thinking that this was Guangfu Street, he realized: "They should be the father and son that the emperor said. Yes, they are indeed similar, no, they are exactly the same."

Meng Ruqing's appearance when he grew up was very different from when he was a child, except for the slight similarity between his eyebrows.

Now seeing such a big one and a small one, they look so much like his brother when he was a child and when he grew up, even Zuo Xiang was surprised.

When my father met Fang Zichen on the boat, Xia Jinghong asked someone to check his 18th generation ancestry, but could not find it. All he knew was that this man suddenly appeared in Xiaohe Village, claiming to be from overseas, and he was very fond of taking advantage of others. His behavior is not serious, and his son is not his biological son, but one looks like the fourth son of the Meng family when he grows up, and the other looks like him when he was a child. They are neither scary nor magical, and at the same time they are coincidences that are suspicious. But because Guaizi is also like Meng Ruqing and Fang Zichen, the two are not related by blood, and after investigation, it was found that when Fang Zichen appeared, the Datong River under the jurisdiction of Fu'an Town did have overseas merchant ships passing by briefly, so Xia Jinghong did not say much After thinking about it, this fourth young master of the Meng family probably has a popular face.

He sent the news to the left prime minister, but the left prime minister didn't take it too seriously. He only thought it was a little bit similar. Now that they met by chance, there was no resemblance at all. They were almost carved out of the same mold. If he hadn't been a serious person, he wasn't out there. I have messed around with it, maybe I thought it was my own seed.

When Fang Zichen came back, a grandma came over in a hurry.

"Young Master Fang, something happened to the Sixth Young Master."

...

Zhao Song is a third-rank official, but he looks like he has no authority and looks kind. But Zheng Xiaoyan knows that under his gentle skin, he is actually more violent than anyone else. Ruthless.

Zhao Song was not a womanizer. Over the years, he only had one wife and two concubines in his family. Compared with the Yingying Yanyan who filled the backyard, he was much better.

Zheng Xiaoyan once saw him beating a maid to death in the backyard. He heard that the maid had drugged his tea and wanted to climb into bed. Afterwards, Zhao Song asked the housekeeper to gather the servants in the yard and, in front of them, Like killing a chicken to scare a monkey, he swung his whip, ignoring the maid's screams and pleadings, and whipped her again and again until her skin was torn and her flesh was dripping with blood.

Zheng Xiaoyan was hiding by the back wall. When Zhao Song gave the first crack of the whip, she wanted to leave, but her legs were too weak to move, so she was forced to witness the whole process. The two young men dragged the maid down and looked at the two traces of blood on the ground. Zheng Xiaoyan was stunned on the spot. The maid's wail and miserable condition became her long-lasting nightmare. It was also at that moment that she realized that her uncle, who was always gentle and gentle, could actually be more ruthless than anyone else if his bottom line was touched.

He doted on Brother Zhao so much. In his heart, Brother Zhao might even be more attractive to him than his eldest son. If he knew...

Zheng Xiaoyan was in panic all day long, and the slightest disturbance could make him angry. She trembled at the sound. She felt like there was a biting cold knife hanging above her head, the cold air seeping into her bones, almost creepy.

She didn't know when the knife would fall, and she was always in fear. She tossed and turned every night and finally fell asleep, but she repeatedly dreamed that Zhao Song was strangling her neck, and Brother Zhao stood aside and handed him the whip: "Dad, beat her to death."

Then the scene that was still fresh in her memory happened again. Every time she woke up, her body felt as if she had fallen into a cold cave, and the blood in her body was frozen. She didn't dare to close her eyes again.

After a few days of this, her panic has not subsided by half. At first, she couldn't eat anything, and later she even vomited whatever she ate. When she looked at herself in the mirror, her panic almost reached its peak. .

If Zhao Song knew what she had done, she would probably go down to see her parents right away.

Zheng Xiaoyan found Brother Zhao and eagerly wanted to chat with him.

Brother Zhao seemed to have expected her to come, and no one was surprised. Facing her haggard face that could not be covered by makeup, he asked quietly: "Are you here?"

Zheng Xiaoyan's voice was a little hoarse, and the guests at the door of the shop She stepped aside and pointed to a restaurant not far from here: "I booked a private room there."

Brother Zhao nodded, explained to Xie Xiaoyu, and left with Zheng Xiaoyan.

Entering the private room, Zheng Xiaoyan knelt down towards Brother Zhao almost as soon as the door was closed.

Brother Zhao was a little surprised, but didn't say anything. He pulled out his chair and sat down calmly.

"Brother Zhao, I'm sorry." Zheng Xiaoyan lowered her eyes, not daring to look at Brother Zhao: "Back then, I was obsessed with something. Over the years, I regret it all the time. I, I'm sorry for you."

Brother Zhao's cold eyes Landing on the exposed back of her neck, he asked with a smile: "Do you regret it?"

Brother Zhao almost felt a little ridiculous.

Zheng Xiaoyan actually regrets it?

But she regretted it, so what?

Does she think that as long as she said these two words, he should forgive her? Can what she did be written off?

Zheng Xiaoyan was afraid that he wouldn't believe it, so she immediately said: "Yes."

"You must have regretted it recently!" Brother Zhao leaned slightly and approached her: "You are afraid that I will tell my father what you did to me back then, right? ?"

Zheng Xiaoyan took a deep breath and said in an almost begging tone: "Yes, I don't deny it, Brother Zhao, I also know that I am sorry for you. I was really obsessed at the time, and I really regret it now. , I beg you to forgive me, you can do anything you want me to do, and I can compensate you. I will give you whatever you want. I just ask you, forgive me, I beg you. "

"What if I say no? Brother Zhao's voice was still cold: "If I tell my father about this, guess what he will do?"

The fear accumulated in the past few days spread throughout the body, and Zheng Xiaoyan knelt down to Brother Zhao in panic? At her feet: "Xiao Xu."

She no longer calls Brother Zhao, she calls Brother Zhao by his nickname. In the past, she often called Brother Zhao like this, affectionately and softly, but now it sounded disgusting.

"Xiao Xu, I'm your cousin! For the sake of love, can you forgive my cousin? I really regret it."

Brother Zhao's eyes suddenly became fierce, and Zheng Xiaoyan seemed to have poked a sore spot in him. Holding Zheng Xiaoyan's shoulders, Zheng Xiaoyan still felt as if her bones were about to be crushed by him, even though she was separated by thick clothes.

"Cousin?" Brother Zhao's voice was trembling, his eyes were red, and he asked questions one after another: "I just treat you as my cousin, so when you took me to the alley, I followed you without any doubt. I just treat you as my cousin, but what about you? What did you do to me? You are my cousin!" He choked up and expressed endless resentment: "You let people sell me. When you did that, did you ever think that you were my cousin? Have you ever thought about it? Now, how can you have the face to mention it again? "

" I was wrong." Zheng Xiaoyan looked a little pale: "Xiao Xu, I was really wrong, please forgive me! Don't tell my uncle, if he knows, he will not let me go, I beg you, Xiao Xu." The feeling of confusion over the past few days, coupled with the cramping pain coming from her abdomen, made her head dizzy.

She didn't know what else to say besides 'I'm sorry', 'I was wrong' and 'Please forgive me'. She just wanted to ask Brother Zhao for forgiveness.

Kneeling down towards Brother Zhao was the maximum she could do.

Brother Zhao sat back again. There was a stack of snacks on the table. He took the beige pastry and held it in his hand: "Why did you do that back then?" Zheng Xiaoyan suddenly raised her head and opened her mouth, about to say something. Brother Zhao raised his eyelashes and glanced at her lightly. Without waiting for her to speak, he continued: "You want to marry into the Hou family, right?"

Zheng Xiaoyan said nothing, almost acquiescing.

"But you know, my father and Uncle Li have a good relationship. If the two families get married, it won't be your fault as long as I'm here, right?"

Zheng Xiaoyan's mind was full of confusion. Now that things have happened, there is no point in denying it. She nodded.

Zheng Xiaoyan was already nine years old when she was taken over by Zheng Peiyao to be raised by the Zhao family. At that time, Brother Zhao was still very young. He was smart and cute, with a lively and cheerful temperament. Li Zhicheng often came to play in the house and loved to hug him the most.

Not long after Meng Ruhui's death at that time, Li Zhicheng had a somewhat unhappy temper. He didn't talk much, was stern and unsmiling, and was indifferent to the people and things around him. Only when I arrived at the Zhao Mansion and met the little and naughty Brother Zhao, did he look like a human being and could talk and laugh.

Li Yuan saw that they were having a good time and knew that his son liked the boy, so he joked with Zhao Song that his son had a husband.

Zhao Song smiled and said that it depends on the child. If he wanted to, it wouldn't be a big deal to kiss him.

At that time, regardless of his talent, Meng Ruqing was well-known in the capital just for his face. Needless to say, his appearance, his nephew looked like his uncle, and Li Zhicheng only looked like him, but he already looked like a human.

At that time, in order to please Zheng Peiyao, Zheng Xiaoyan often played with Brother Zhao when Zhao Song went to court. Although she would have a maid without her, looking at their good relationship, Zheng Xiaoyan was sensible, and Zheng Peiyao treated her well. He is also a little more pampered.

Brother Zhao is a little clingy to her, and even if he plays with Li Zhicheng, he still wants to pull her along. Although Li Zhicheng is not as polite to Zheng Xiaoyan as he is to Brother Zhao, he is still polite to her.

Later, when she got older, Zheng Xiaoyan fell in love with him.

Most of the objects that girls fall in love with are scoundrels, or those with outstanding looks, gentleness, and even more outstanding family backgrounds. They can fall in love with them at just one glance.

Li Zhicheng had all the latter three. As he grew older, his features became tougher. The more Zheng Xiaoyan stayed with him, the more uncontrollable his feelings became. They were like seeds buried all winter. After a spring rain, they quickly disappeared. It broke out of the ground and was out of control.

But she knew that if Brother Zhao was here, it wouldn't be her turn.

Although Zhao Song said that he would wait until the children grow up, but if the two of them get along day by day, if Li Zhicheng is so outstanding and outstanding, there are not many people in the capital who can compare with him at this age, and Brother Zhao is afraid that he will be like him. Like this...

Brother Zhao didn't speak any more.

In the past few years, he had advised himself countless times not to think about the past. Fang Zichen gave him enough preference. He told himself that he should forget all the pain, unbearableness, and discomfort in the past. He should forget everything and live a good life with Fang Zichen.

However, he couldn't forget it.

People's memories will fade away over time, but particularly sad, uncomfortable, painful and happy things are like being engraved in the bone marrow and seeping into the blood, and can be remembered clearly for a lifetime.

He has struggled and tried to come out, but the past is like an old illness and a cold leg. From time to time, the pain will last all night with the change of weather, reminding him all the time - he was a dog for more than ten years in the past. The same life, but the person who created it all with his own hands is now kneeling in front of him, saying sorry.

She knelt and confessed again, but there was fear in her eyes, but there was no trace of guilt.

She didn't know what he had been through over the years, what kind of life he had lived, and she was extremely selfish. Even now, even if she knelt in front of him and begged for forgiveness, her original intention was just that she would be punished if this matter was revealed.

Brother Zhao scattered the pastry that had been turned into foam in his hand on the ground, and stepped on it twice. The beige cake crumbs were stained with dust, a little black, and completely stuck to the ground. He said playfully: "I want to forgive you." You, you can! Just lick these crumbs clean and I will forgive you."

Zheng Xiaoyan looked at him in disbelief, with a burst of shame and anger on her face: "Brother Zhao, don't go too far."

Brother Zhao sneered. He said: "Why did I bully others too much? Aren't you apologizing? What is an apology? You have to be as painful as me to be considered an apology. It's just empty words, why should I forgive you? Moreover, without my father, there would be no Zhao family , do you think you can marry into the Marquis Mansion on your own? Have you forgotten your status? As a legitimate daughter of the fourth grade family, even if I ask you to die, you have to die for me. Now just lick the cake. Damn, is this too much?"

Zheng Xiaoyan looked at him with red eyes.

Brother Zhao frowned: "Don't look at me like that. If you scare me, my mind might go blank as soon as I go back, and then..."

Zheng Xiaoyan clenched her fists, almost gritting her teeth: "I'll eat it "The two words seemed to be squeezed out from between the teeth, and she said: "I will eat."

Brother Zhao smiled, and he retracted his hands that were so excited that his fingertips were trembling.

Zheng Xiaoyan held her hands on the ground with trembling hands. She looked at the small piece of dirty rice cake for a while, exhaled with difficulty, then closed her eyes and slowly lowered her head...

She didn't know she was like this before. What was the posture like? Now that I looked at it, I realized that it really looked like a dog.

His fists tightened involuntarily, and his phalanges and veins trembled on the back of his hands.

Brother Zhao raised his foot and stepped on the back of Zheng Xiaoyan's head.

Chapter 306:

Brother Zhao's step made Zheng Xiaoyan defenseless. Her face was pressed against the dirty ground. Brother Zhao was still exerting force. Zheng Xiaoyan's facial features were rubbed against the rough ground, and she suddenly felt burning pain. , she wanted to push Brother Zhao's feet with her hands, but as soon as she raised her hands, her upper body had no support and collapsed. Her lower abdomen instantly hit her bent knees, and a sharp pain hit her.

Brother Zhao let go of his feet. The moment Zheng Xiaoyan was free, she clutched her stomach and fell to the side.

Her face was pale and dirty, and she was sweating a lot on her forehead. Recently, she felt a dull pain in her stomach from time to time. Although the pain was more severe this time, she just thought it was a bump, not to mention that she was preoccupied with Zhao at this time. Brother, he didn't think too much about it.

Brother Zhao only glanced at her and was about to go to the door. Zheng Xiaoyan weakly stretched out her hand to grab his trousers.

"Brother Zhao..." She seemed to have lost the strength to speak: "You promise me, my business?"

Brother Zhao asked in confusion: "What's the matter?"

Zheng Xiaoyan's lips trembled and her eyes widened. He glanced at him: "You, you..."

Brother Zhao said with a smile: "Do you believe the person who lied to you? You lied to me at first, and now it's my turn to lie to you. Who made you stupid? Here!"

Brother Zhao bent down, pinched Zheng Xiaoyan's wrist and threw it aside, saying word by word: "This is not over between us."

"You can't do this." Zheng Xiaoyan stood up and hugged Brother Zhao. My son's legs, pleading hysterically with his last breath.

"Brother Zhao, Brother Zhao, I really know I was wrong. Please forgive me, forgive me."

Brother Zhao looked down at her: "Dreaming."

Zheng Xiaoyan met his cold eyes and was stunned for a moment.

"Brother Zhao, I know you hate me, and I also know that what I did is disgraceful. Once you tell my uncle, he will definitely not let me go. But now I am the young lady of the Hou Mansion, and I am the face of the Hou Mansion. "My uncle touched me. Even if I am at fault, the Zhao and Li families will definitely be estranged after this incident. My uncle has no one to help him in the government, so I am afraid he will be in trouble." Zheng Xiaoyan held on to Brother Zhao tightly. Her abdomen hurt like a sharp knife, but she had no time to care. She knew that Brother Zhao came from a small place, and when he came to the capital, he went around robbing his family with his indifferent husband, and then ran around looking for a house. He was afraid that it would be a big blow to the capital and even the capital. He didn't understand the situation in the court, so he started to brag:

"The Li family is connected to the Zuo family, and I am also the grandson's daughter-in-law of the Zuo family. You may not know this. The Zuo Prime Minister took pity on my husband, who lost his mother when he was young, and loved him a lot. I am Zhicheng's wife, and we have been in love for many years. If my uncle attacks me, Zuo Xiang will definitely not spare him. If my uncle falls, what good will it do to you? So, do you have to say this?

" reliance.

Brother Zhao smiled: "It's not good for me, but it's bad for you." He walked away.

It was a pleasant journey, and I just felt that the foot was very enjoyable.

After returning to the shop, Zhao Yunyue was holding a big bowl in the backyard and eating heartily. Brother Zhao was in a good mood today and did not ask him for money. He looked around and said, "Where is my husband?"

Zhao Yunyue was a big fish. Wan stuffed his mouth into his mouth and mumbled: "I don't know! He said he would come back for dinner at noon. I just arrived at the shop and I didn't understand."

"Oh." Brother Zhao didn't ask any more questions and hurriedly went.

He was busy all afternoon, and he didn't know what was going on outside until Butler Zhao came.

Zheng Xiaoyan had a miscarriage.

Brother Zhao was almost stunned.

When he returned to Zhao Mansion, he saw Li Yuan arguing with Zhao Song.

"First of all, Xiaoxu's son beat my granddaughter. Her nose was bruised and her face was swollen for several days. I thought this was a matter between the children, so I didn't care too much about what to say. But now Xiaoxu has caused my daughter-in-law to have a miscarriage. Brother, your brother must give me an explanation! "

Zheng Xiaoyan has poor health and it is not easy to conceive. She has only been Li Xinyi's daughter for so many years. Zheng Xiaoyan has been filial to everyone in the Hou family for all these years. She was in charge of everything without any mistakes and she was diligent and conscientious. Li Yuan was quite satisfied with her. In addition, for the sake of the Zhao family, even though Zheng Xiaoyan had not had a son for many years, Li Yuan did not say anything. The result was good. She finally got pregnant and lost it to the Zhao family. No matter what he thought, Li Yuan felt that he could not swallow this. tone.

Zheng Xiaoyan fainted in the restaurant and was sent back. Li Yuan wanted to come to ask for an explanation, but Zheng Xiaoyan refused to give in. She didn't blame her cousin, but she was careless and fainted after saying these two words.

How could Li Yuan believe it?

Accidentally? It was such a coincidence?

The more Zheng Xiaoyan told Zhao Xu that it didn't matter, the more Li Yuan felt that she was covering up.

It doesn't matter?

Can your face be hurt like that by yourself?

It must have been Zhao Xu.

Although they have friendship with the Zhao family, they bully the Li family again and again. Does the Zhao family not care about friendship, or is it something else?

When he knew that his old friend had found his brother back, he specially sent him a gift. If he had known this earlier, he would have given him a stupid gift.

Before Zhao Song could speak, Zheng Peiyao said first: "This is our Xiaoxu's fault. Can I ask him to come and apologize later? How is Xiaoyan? I..."

Zhao Song scolded her: " Shut up."

"Master..."

Zhao Song just wanted to slap him.

I don't even know what's going on! Apologize? What are you apologizing for? Just admit your guilt before you open your mouth.

Zhao Song felt a little angry, but he also knew that Zheng Xiaoyan had been accompanying Zheng Peiyao for more than ten years. Xiaoxu treated her coldly and indifferently after Xiaoxu came back. Zheng Peiyao was afraid that Zheng Xiaoyan regarded Zheng Xiaoyan more seriously than Xiaoxu.

He looked at Li Yuan: "What's going on? We'll know when Xiaoxu comes here later!"

Li Yuan held back his anger: "No matter what the reason is, it's always true that my daughter-in-law has had a miscarriage. She's at home. Everything is fine, but she had a miscarriage after having a meal with Xiaoxu. Xiaoxu was not responsible for this. I must not believe it."

Zheng Peiyao said nothing.

She probably guessed it.

Brother Zhao walked in from outside. When Zhao Song saw him, he immediately pulled over.

Li originally thought he was going to ask, but Zhao Song pulled Brother Zhao to the table, asked him to sit down, and then gave instructions to the maid beside him.

"Go to the kitchen and bring the rose cake that young master likes to eat. Xiaoxu, have you eaten yet? Is it cold on the road? Where is my grandson? Where is Mr. Fang?"

Li Yuan: "... "

Is now the time to ask these questions?

Brother Zhao smiled, and after answering one by one, he looked at Li Yuan: "Hello, Uncle Li."

"Xiao Xu, Uncle Li wants to explain to you today..."

Brother Zhao said softly. He asked back: "What explanation?"

"You..." Li Yuan looked at him with wide eyes.

Brother Zhao smiled and said: "Did Zheng Xiaoyan ask you to come to the door?"

Li Yuan said sincerely: "Is that true? I just want to seek justice for her. When you came back, first your son beat my granddaughter. For the sake of your father On the surface, I don't argue with you, but Xiaoyan was nice and had a meal with you before something happened. This matter must have nothing to do with you, right?"

Brother Zhao: "What does it have to do with me? Uncle Li, you blame me, then why don't you blame her for what she ate? Maybe she ate something she shouldn't have eaten, or maybe she did too many immoral things..."

"Xiao Xu." Zheng Peiyao suddenly called him: "Why are you talking to your Uncle Li like this?"

Brother Zhao couldn't help but feel funny when he saw her nervous and pale face.

Li Zhicheng hurried in from outside: "Dad, I asked you clearly about this matter. It is indeed none of Xiaoxu's business."

Li Yuan: "Really?"

"Well! The doctor said that the reason why the child was aborted was because of Xiaoyan's illness. She is depressed and anxious, in poor health, and her child is not stable. Xiaoyan said just after she woke up that she accidentally bumped into the corner of the table when she was about to come back, and then..." When Li Zhicheng said this, he felt... Although

his concubine already has two children, there is a difference between a concubine and a legitimate son.

Even so, it was not easy to make a fuss. Li Yuan looked at Brother Zhao again, feeling a little embarrassed, but he couldn't bear to apologize to the junior, and he couldn't help but blame Zheng Xiaoyan in his heart.

She was already a mother, and she didn't even know she was pregnant. She was still running around, and now she has no grandchildren.

When Zheng Xiaoyan woke up, she looked haggard. She touched her abdomen, which was still aching, and her eyes turned red again.

She had been in a state of panic recently. She didn't show her pregnancy for the first two months of her pregnancy and her stomach felt uncomfortable. She just thought it was because she hadn't eaten well recently and had damaged her stomach.

But now...the child is gone.

The child she had been looking forward to for many years was gone.

Thinking of the humiliating and embarrassing scene in the inn, Zheng Xiaoyan couldn't help it anymore and lay on the quilt and cried.

When Fang Zichen came, Li Yuan had already left, but Li Zhicheng was still there. Zheng Peiyao asked him about the situation and said that she would go over to take a look tomorrow. Li Zhicheng nodded and apologized to Brother Zhao for Li Yuan.

This seemed to open a conversation trap, and Li Zhicheng found something else to talk about.

Seeing Fang Zichen come in, Zheng Peiyao lowered her eyes and did not look at him. Although the disgust in her eyes flashed past, it was clearly seen by Li Zhicheng on the side.

He raised his eyebrows, and when he looked at Fang Zichen again, he was no longer as gaffey as when they first met.

"Are you Xiaoxu's husband? Li was rude last time, so please don't blame me."

Fang Zichen ignored him and looked at Brother Zhao: "Are you okay?"

Li Zhicheng's face suddenly became dark.

The good boy handed the candied haws to Brother Zhao, raised his head and asked: "Dad, just now the housekeeper said that something happened to you, Simo? Is it because you were bullied by Ren? If so, tell the good boy, My dear boy, I will protect you."

Brother Zhao took a bite of the candied haws, which was sour and sweet. He pinched his slightly red face and asked with a smile, "How do you want to protect your father?"

"Hit him? "The good boy raised his fist and said, "The good boy is not a good boy. He is tired of being beaten. He beats the scum and makes him cry for his mother."

Fang Zichen said to him . Leng Shui: "Just your three-legged cat, others want you to be good-looking."

The boy was unhappy: "Father hates it~"

The family of three was playing around, Fang Zichen only said hello to Zhao Song after he came, Li Zhicheng and Zheng Peiyao He pretended not to see it at all.

Zheng Peiyao felt very uncomfortable and left after sitting for a while. The next day she went to the Hou Mansion to visit Zheng Xiaoyan. Zheng Xiaoyan had some scratches on her face. She did not tell the truth when asked by Li Yuan and Li Zhicheng. Zheng Peiyao asked, She said clearly: "Auntie, I have done everything I can, but Xiaoxu said he won't let me go. What should I do?"

She looked pale and confused. With a completely haggard face, Zheng Peiyao knew that she might not be having a good life these days. She sighed and patted the back of her hand: "I will go back to persuade him, so don't think too much about it. The most important thing now is to take good care of your health and give your ambitions." What matters is that Cheng has a son."

After hearing this, Zheng Xiaoyan breathed a sigh of relief: "Xiaoyan understands."

Li Zhicheng saw Zheng Peiyao coming out of the room and went to greet her.

"Aunt..."

...

The shop was doing well, and Brother Zhao was not too tired. He was busy until evening before closing the shop. As soon as the door was locked, someone called him.

It's Zheng Peiyao.

The two of them got on the carriage and went to a restaurant. If they didn't go home, Brother Zhao already knew why Zheng Peiyao came to find him.

Zheng Peiyao sent someone over to order the dishes first, and as soon as the meeting arrived, the dishes were served.

There are only a few things, but they are familiar.

"Xiao Xu, sit down quickly!" Zheng Peiyao picked up a chopstick dish for him and said as if she was nostalgic: "This is your favorite braised crucian carp. When you used to go to Jingmancheng, your favorite food was cooked by Master Qian. But Master Qian no longer makes this dish in Jingmancheng. Come here, try it and see if it tastes the same as before."

Brother Zhao didn't move: "What do you want to say? Just say it! "

Can we eat first?" Zheng Xiaoyan said: "I will be outside your store in the afternoon. Seeing that you have been busy, I must be starving now. Let's eat first and then we will talk. I will Everything you order is your favorite."

"I want to go home and eat." Brother Zhao said coldly.

The smile on Zheng Peiyao's face froze, and she was silent for a moment: "Brother Zhao, what happened back then, can you...can you forgive Xiaoyan?" She said almost anxiously: "Xiaoyan, she I already know, please forgive her! For mother's sake, okay?"

Zheng Peiyao's words were like adding a knife to the already bruised body.

Brother Zhao suddenly felt very uncomfortable, his heart seemed to be cramping, and his throat felt as if he was being strangled.

"Do I have to forgive? Then don't I deserve everything I have suffered?"

"Xiao Xu..."

"Don't call me that." Brother Zhao suddenly yelled: "You think she is the only one Are you sorry for me?" He pointed at Zheng Peiyao and said, "You are sorry for me too. I will never forgive either of you."

Zheng Peiyao's eyes turned red: "You blame your mother?"

Brother Zhao asked in a cold voice, "I shouldn't blame you. "

Zheng Peiyao's face suddenly turned pale: "But mother has her own reasons!"

"What reasons? Why do you want to adopt her after you know she sold your child? ? What's the reason? What's the reason for you to do this?" Brother Zhao didn't want her to answer. When Zheng Peiyao was about to say something, he continued: "Do you know why I haven't asked you for so long? Because no matter what reason, reason, or scruples you had for hiding this matter, I will never forgive you. Since I will never forgive you no matter what, it doesn't matter to me if you don't ask. No, I don't even bother to know."

For him, there was no need to ask why Zheng Peiyao did what he did.

Zheng Peiyao was trembling all over. Brother Zhao's words were like a knife, cutting into her heart. It hurt like hell: "Then what do you want me to do? Xiaoxu, you have also been a father, you should understand Ah! There is no mother who doesn't love her children. I gave birth to you in ten months, and I love you more than anyone else."

Zheng Xiaoyan took Brother Zhao out for a long time, and she took him with her. The maid went downstairs to look, but she didn't see anyone. She asked the maid to look for her, and she was busy searching aimlessly. When she came to a deserted and dark alley, she heard something moving. When she went to look, she happened to see Brother Zhao. The scene where the child was dragged into the carriage.

She wanted to rush up and take the child back. Zheng Xiaoyan found that she was also flustered, but she quickly calmed down.

If she were asked to rescue Brother Zhao, Zheng Peiyao would be afraid that she would be sent directly to Huizhou, not to mention losing everything

.

Zheng Xiaoyan hugged her tightly. When Zheng Peiyao pushed her away, the carriage had already left. She chased her out, but for a while, she could not find her shadow.

She ran back and asked Zheng Xiaoyan who those people were, but Zheng Xiaoyan shook her head and said she didn't know them either.

She didn't lie either.

These people were found by Aunt Zheng. They were introduced by Cuihonglou's mother. They came from other places and were doing prison work. Their whereabouts were unpredictable. They never stayed in one place for a long time and had no fixed schedule. the foothold.

Ordinary people would not dare to touch the brother-in-law of a third-grade official family. Zheng Xiaoyan also knew this, so she only told them that the brother she wanted to attack was the son of her family.

Once those people heard this, they had no worries at all.

Zheng Peiyao choked her neck angrily, while Aunt Zheng begged for Zheng Xiaoyan's mercy.

Her words made Zheng Peiyao slowly let go.

"This is the second master's only bloodline. Miss, for the sake of the second master, please spare the young lady!"

Zheng Peiyao didn't know what to do, so she hurried back to her house to talk to Zhao Song. When Zhao Song asked him sharply, When the child disappeared, she subconsciously hid what Zheng Xiaoyan had done.

"Xiao Xu said he wanted to watch a sideshow... There were so many people that he dispersed. When I found him, I saw him being carried into the carriage, but I lost him."

Zhao Song asked her what the characteristics of the carriage were, and Zheng Peiyao She couldn't answer at all. The alley was dark at the time. When she saw Brother Zhao being carried into the carriage, she was so panicked that her mind went blank.

Zhao Song immediately took people out to look for him, but after all, he was only a third-grade civil servant and had few guards, most of whom were maids and servants.

This group of people is good at doing work, but when they find people, they just run around and scream in the street.

The city gates were closed for strict investigation, but he did not have the right. When he contacted the governor and transferred the government officials, it was already the next day.

Zheng Peiyao knew Zhao Song's character and how much he valued Zhao Xu. Zhao Song couldn't find the child and was angry with her for not taking good care of her. He slapped her and grounded her.

She was just careless, so knowing the truth of the matter, would Zheng Xiaoyan still have a way to survive?

She has raised Zheng Xiaoyan for several years and treats her as her own daughter. The palms and backs of her hands are all flesh. She has lost her brother and cannot lose another one.

She couldn't let anything happen to her brother's only child.

Since she had concealed it subconsciously at the beginning, she was afraid that she would not be able to get better if she brought it up again. In this case, she would have no choice but to die in her stomach.

The Zhao family is not an aristocratic family and does not have a deep foundation. It was only in Grandpa Zhao's generation that they could barely gain a foothold in the capital.

Zhao Song worked hard and spent most of his life before climbing to the third rank official position.

Zhao Yunfeng is upright and unkind, and he doesn't understand flattery. If Zhao Song retires from the court, Zhao Yunfeng will have no support and he may not be able to go far.

Zheng Peiyao wanted to find support for him. Although she helped Zheng Xiaoyan settle the matter, she still had a grudge against her.

But there is no way.

It's not that Zhao Song doesn't have concubines, and the best person the Zhao family can please is only the Hou Mansion.

But let's not talk about whether the concubine has the qualifications to marry into the Hou's house. Even if she does, even if she is just a concubine, Zheng Peiyao is not willing to do it. As the saying goes, a mother is more valuable than her son. If a daughter from a concubine marries into the Hou's house, she is afraid that she will be a concubine in the future. It's hard to handle.

Zheng Peiyao has no father or mother, and now she relies entirely on herself. If she is adopted again and her status is raised, the legitimate daughter of the fourth-grade family will be stronger than the concubine daughter of the third-grade family, and with the friendship between the Zhao and Li families, this can be done.

Li Zhicheng was a good person, he was talented and young and promising. In addition, the Zuo family wanted to help, so he entered Dali Temple at a young age. He was ranked fourth rank. Once Zhao Song retired, Zhao Yunfeng was considered his brother-in-law, and he would definitely protect him. With.

Brother Zhao didn't say anything. Zheng Peiyao's difficulties seemed to him absurd and ridiculous.

It turns out that she doesn't hurt Zheng Xiaoyan more than herself.

It turns out that there is a reason, and this reason is so... ridiculous.

But so what?

He didn't ask at first because he thought it didn't matter. No matter what reason Zheng Peiyao gave, he always complained.

No excuse from her could make him put aside his hatred and anger.

Some things are not worth being forgiven, and it has nothing to do with whether they are kind or not.

"Brother Zhao." Zheng Peiyao's voice was choked. Her cries echoed in the private room, which was depressing. The charcoal fire in the brazier in the corner was dimmed and covered with a layer of ash. The temperature seemed to be isolated. It was so cold in the private room. It was terrible. The dishes on the table had gone cold without realizing it, and there was a layer of oil oozing with dark brown sauce. It looked as disgusting as Zheng Peiyao's words.

She said: "It's not that I don't love you, but I have to." You have to think about the overall situation, and you have to think about your brother."

She blamed everything on the overall situation.

She held Brother Zhao's hand tightly, and said urgently and beggingly: "Xiao Xu, I know I'm sorry for you and hurt your heart, but I have to think about the Zhao family. , Mom knows that you have suffered all these years, and Mom will compensate you, and Mom will give you the best things. You believe Mom, please stop treating Mom like that, okay? Mom has missed you for more than ten years, please don't. Is it okay to treat mother like that again? Can you understand mother?"

Brother Zhao's eyes were blank and unfocused. After a while, his eyelids flicked and he slowly withdrew his hand.

"...I can't understand."

Listening to his slow and cold voice, Ms. Zhao's heart ached badly. She knew what Brother Zhao would say next, and wanted him to stop talking, but her throat was filled with pain. It was as if someone was strangling him, and he was choked and couldn't utter a single word. He could only cut his flesh with a dull knife, it was painful and uncomfortable.

"I can't understand it. Just like you said, I have become a father. I understand that a child born in ten months' gestation is considered half of my life. My good boy is my life. If anyone dares to touch my son, I will I will never let him go. Even if I can't kill him, I will try my best to bite off a piece of his flesh. This is the biggest difference between you and me. You clearly know that it was Zheng Xiaoyan who tricked me out and had someone abduct me. You. You obviously knew it, but you kept it secret because you thought she was your brother's only child. For the sake of your eldest brother, you let her be adopted. It sounded like you were taking the overall situation into consideration, but in reality, it was just you. The career of her and her eldest brother, the Zhao family, will be more important than mine in the future. You and I are different. To me, all the powerful people are not as important as my son. Even if I stand in your position, I can't do it. For those things, I will only let her die."

Zheng Peiyao looked at him in disbelief, as if she didn't expect him to be so cruel.

"You said you should compensate me, but can you clearly account for the sins and sufferings I have suffered, including more than ten years and many days and nights?" He pulled up his sleeves and stretched them out to Zheng Peiyao.

Rough hands and scars on arms...

"I was sold by that gang to a family in the village. Their surname was Ma. The family had a stupid son. They bought him back to be his child foster husband. They made me work every day. I accidentally cut down the pigweed, which was left when Ma Dazhuang beat me with a thorny grass vine." He stroked the pitted area like a burn and said:

"This was when I first arrived at Ma's house. I wanted to run away, but they caught me. They beat me severely, and then locked me in the woodshed. My scars became infected, pus-filled, and ulcerated. Stinky, maggots... I'm scared every time I think about what the Ma family did to me. You haven't experienced it. Those dirty words, those beatings, those humiliations, any of them are enough to kill someone. I can't bear it. What is the purpose of living like a dog? It's not because I'm afraid of death. I want to repay whoever put me in this situation."

Zheng Peiyao almost collapsed and couldn't listen anymore . He stood up and said, "Stop talking, Xiaoxu, stop talking."

Brother Zhao didn't stop, looked up at her, and asked softly: "So, tell me, how should you compensate me? No. She, I don't have to go through these hardships, I won't suffer these crimes. When I was beaten and scolded in the Ma family, when I worked for a few sweet potatoes for a whole day, when my back was bent by firewood, Where was Zheng Xiaoyan when she knelt down to ask for medicine for her good boy? "

Zheng Xiaoyan was in the Gaomen compound, enjoying delicacies, surrounded by servants, and living a life like a master, but what about herself? But they are worse than pigs and dogs.

She clearly hurt him, but she didn't receive the punishment she deserved.

He is the son of an official, and he could have lived a happy life without any worries. If he had not been abducted, he would have had a lot of money, and his husband would not have had to carry so much money just to earn a few taels of money. If you run around the mountains with a hoe, you won't go to Shouyi Village. It's so cold in winter, so you don't have to brave the frost to work.

His son will not be thinking about wild vegetables and how to fill his stomach before he is three years old. He is only three years old and should be carefree. He should not have these worries and will not be beaten at every turn. , I will not be satisfied after eating a steamed bun, as if I have eaten the best delicacy in the world, and I will not be kidnapped by Sun Shangcheng and tortured to the point of dying.

If he had not been abducted, his husband and son would not have to suffer those crimes at all.

He had no time to think about whether he would have met Fang Zichen if he had not been abducted. He only knew that everything he suffered came from Zheng Xiaoyan.

When he knew that Zhao Song really didn't know about this, he thought about telling his father Zhao Song, but he endured it.

In addition to not wanting Zheng Xiaoyan to die so happily, he also knew that it was not easy for Zhao Song. He was in this position, looking "high and powerful" and glamorous, but he must be trembling and struggling. The court has never been a stable one. If you don't pay attention, just one sentence will cause your head to fall off, and you may even have the whole family executed.

Zheng Xiaoyan is now a member of the Hou Mansion. If Zhao Song kills him, he will indirectly offend Li Meng and

Li Meng. Falling from the clouds into the mire.

If Zhao Song and his brothers and sisters-in-law didn't love him so much, he wouldn't mind killing everyone in the Zhao family. But now... He

can't tell Zhao Song, and he has his own way to deal with Zheng Xiaoyan.

He stood up and walked out without taking a single bite of the food on the table.

Zheng Peiyao didn't stop him, she just murmured, as if she was talking to Brother Zhao, but also as if she was comforting herself.

"Mother will make it up to you, mother will make it up to you."

She just wanted to be nice to Brother Zhao as much as possible, but she didn't know that it was because of her self-righteous thoughts that Brother Zhao fell into a more painful and desperate situation again. .

In the days that followed, Brother Zhao would often go back to the Zhao Mansion to stay for a while. It was to accompany Shi Nianqi to relieve his boredom. When he was not back to the Zhao Mansion, Zhao Song would occasionally come over when he was on duty, and Brother Zhao would kiss him again. , is too old to be coquettish, but Guaizi is different. Zhao Song can pamper him. Although he has several grandchildren, they are not as easy to tease as Guaizi.

This kid can talk, dance, and twist his ass as big as a bowl, which is so funny.

Fang Zichen and Brother Zhao were resting that day and were counting coins in the house. There was a knock on the door. The boy rushed out of the main room with a small stool. He went to the door, stepped on the stool and opened the door. He saw someone standing outside. I met several people, one of whom I knew.

The good boy blinked his dark eyes: "Grandpa, does Simo belong to you again?"

The left minister laughed when he saw him: "I'm coming to find you!"

The good boy looked embarrassed: "I want to find something to do with the good boy. Mo? Are you infatuated with Guai Ziniao? Although Guai Zi is handsome and cool, we are not rich and capable. You are old, but Guai Zi is young and can squeeze out water. When we are together, when other people see birds, they may think that they are wearing flowers on cow dung, and you are wearing old cows and young grass. Moreover, the good boy already has his heart, so don't come to the good bird again and force yourself. The melon is not sweet!"

Zuo Xiang was stunned for a moment, but his wife and several guards beside her burst into laughter.

When Zhao Song came over in the evening, he saw Zuo Xiang and his wife in the room. He wanted to go forward to salute, but Zuo Xiang raised his hand to stop him.

Seeing Mrs. Zuo hugging Guaizi tightly, Zhao Song knew why they came.

Damn it, another one comes to compete with him for his grandson.

The Prime Minister Zuo did not reveal his identity when he came, so Fang Zichen didn't know it, but Brother Zhao had seen Meng Ruqing, so he could more or less guess it.

Guaizi used to be a little afraid of people, but after staying with Fang Zichen for a long time, his face was as strong as ironclad. He could say anything, he was narcissistic but not shy, and he often made several elderly people laugh.

The Prime Minister Zuo and his wife often came here, until the good boy volunteered to show off his talents and cooked a pot of porridge for them. The Prime Minister Zuo and Zhao Song did not come for several days after that. I heard that they seemed to be missing. Yes, very serious.

When Fang Zichen heard this, he observed two seconds of silence for them.

Even if they don't die, they are lucky.

He almost fell asleep at the beginning.

At the end of January, the Chinese New Year arrived. This was the first New Year that Fang Zichen and Zhao Geer spent in the capital.

In previous years, Lin Xiaoxia and his family were still there, and it was quite lively. I planned to settle down, so I asked Lin Xiaoxia and his family to come over. Unfortunately, it was freezing cold here in the north, and most of the rivers were frozen. It was okay to take the official road, but it would be hard work. Brother Zhao I plan to let them come over when the weather gets warmer in spring.

Zhao Song asked them to go back to his house to celebrate the New Year. It was crowded and lively. Brother Zhao thought about it and took Fang Zichen and Guaizai there.

Grandpa Zhao had already come back from Huguo Temple. When he saw Brother Zhao on the day he arrived home, he jumped up and hugged him and howled for a long time. Fang Zichen saw that the little old man was very thin and handed him a glass of water. Grandpa Zhao After finishing the drink, he continued to cry while holding Brother Zhao in his arms. The sound of crying filled his ears and frightened Fang Zichen.

In the second year of junior high school, Zheng Xiaoyan came back with Li Zhicheng with her children. She probably hurt her body due to miscarriage. Zheng Xiaoyan lost a lot of weight and her eyes turned blue, as if she had stayed up for nine days. Fang Zichen didn't like Li Zhicheng, and when people talked to him, he also Ignoring it, Li Zhicheng remained gentle, as if he didn't care, and turned to chat with the Zhao brothers.

Shi Nianqi was about to give birth now, and her belly was terribly big. It had snowed intermittently for several days outside, which made it inevitably slippery. Moreover, her body was heavy, so she did not come to the main hall to eat. Brother Zhao went to accompany her, and Zhao Song He wasn't there either. He went to his colleague's house and when he saw the mutton on the table, Fang Zichen knew that Zheng Peiyao was starting to act like a monster to him. He had just stuffed the bullets and was about to kill Zheng Peiyao. Unexpectedly, Zheng Peiyao said that there were not enough seats and asked him to eat at the next table.

Previously, the main table could only seat twelve people. Today, Zhao Geer and Zhao Song are not here, so the main table is missing two people. However, Zheng Xiaoyan brought her children and Li Zhicheng, and there was one more person, so it was indeed full.

At the next table were Zhao Song's two concubines and several concubines. In Fang Zichen's eyes, there was no hierarchy, they were all human beings, and it was no big deal to eat with them. But Zheng Xiaoyan's move was nothing like slapping him in the face. the difference.

He couldn't compare with the three brothers and grandsons of the Zhao family, but they were both 'outsiders', so instead of calling her Li Zhicheng, she chose to call him.

This damn bitch.

Zhao Yunfeng frowned: "Mom, this is not appropriate."

Zhao Yunyue agreed: "That's right."

Zheng Peiyao smiled and said: "What's inappropriate? We are all from the same family. The main table is really crowded. It doesn't matter where we eat. "

Zhao Yunyue muttered: "Tell Xiaoyan to go."

Zheng Xiaoyan lowered her head and pretended not to hear.

Zheng Peiyao patted her hand soothingly and looked at Zhao Yunyue: "Xiaoyan and Zhicheng haven't been here for a long time. I want to talk to them. It's convenient to have a table."

The good boy jumped down from the stool and went to hold Fang Zichen's hand. Hand: "Father, let's go find Daddy and tell Daddy that there is meat here that my father hates. Let Daddy make some meat for us. We are not here."

Xiaofeng also came over and took Fang Zichen's other hand.

Zheng Peiyao panicked for a moment.

Fang Zichen couldn't smell the smell of mutton. Brother Zhao personally told the kitchen about this. When Fang Zichen went back and told Brother Zhao, Brother Zhao might blame himself even more.

Zheng Peiyao almost gritted her teeth and asked someone to remove the mutton. She also excused herself from not feeling well and went back to her room without even eating.

Fang Zichen pursed his lips and couldn't help but laugh.

He didn't even get angry! This damn old woman is defeated.

He touched the heads of the two children.

Oh my god, this feeling of lying down and winning is so damn good.

Soon after the new year, spring arrived.

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Chapter 307

The household registration documents were all kept at home. Fang Zichen came back to get them. After searching in the house for a long time, he unexpectedly saw Li Zhicheng when he came out of the door.

Fang Zichen raised his eyebrows.

Why is this bitch here?

"Let's talk?" Li Zhicheng said.

Fang Zichen said calmly: "I don't think I have anything to talk about with you."

Li Zhicheng paused: "Master Fang seems to be very hostile to Li, I don't know why?"

Fang Zichen corrected: "It's not hostility, it's just I just feel unhappy with you."

Li Zhicheng's face twisted, but he lowered his head. Fang Zichen stood on the steps and didn't see it: "I don't know how Li has offended you. I ordered a meal in Jingmancheng, Mr. Fang. A favor?"

He came to see me for a purpose.

Fang Zichen had humiliated Li Zhicheng several times, and the two of them had reached the point where they were ready to draw their swords when they met. .

Unless you're being mean.

Don't look like a coward.

Fang Zichen walked out first.

No matter what his purpose is, he is upright, and all monsters and monsters have to take a detour when they see him. Li Zhicheng is just a little bastard who kills chickens for nothing. He is afraid of nothing. If the situation is not right, he will punch him and the Li family can eat. .

Fang Zichen was not afraid anymore. He rode a horse-drawn carriage to Jingmancheng, thinking that he could have a free meal again, and he was in a good mood.

Food in Jingman City is not cheap! Last time I heard that the green onion chicken here was delicious, he even carried his son for a long time to get there. But when the waiter said that a plate of chicken cost thirty-eight taels, he was so frightened that he immediately threw it away with his son on his back. .

The chickens in Jingmancheng are probably fighting chickens, they are ridiculously expensive.

There will be an enemy coming to the door. Unless he is killed, he will not know how powerful I am.

Fang Zichen entered the private room and sat down boldly.

The waiter served the food, and Fang Zichen ate while listening to Li Zhicheng's ramble.

Li Zhicheng changed his subject and suddenly said: "Thank you for taking care of Xiaoxu these years."

Fang Zichen stopped with his chopsticks and sneered: "Thank me? In what capacity did you say this? What does Brother Zhao have to do with you? "It's your turn to say that."

Li Zhicheng fiddled with the tea cup in his hand: "You may not know that Uncle Zhao and my father were old classmates. Our two families have a good relationship. Xiaoxu and I..." He Looking at Fang Zichen, he suddenly smiled and looked calm. He sipped his tea and leaned back on the chair: "We should be considered childhood sweethearts! If nothing happened to him, he should be my husband now."

Fang Zichen's eyes suddenly changed. Biting.

Li Chengzhi said: "Xiao Xu has been obedient and well-behaved since he was a child. He is very clingy and laughs every time he sees me. I still remember that he said he would marry me when he grows up!"

Fang Zichen looked at it intently. He looked at him for a while, then took a slow, deep breath, and also laughed:

"They say that children's words have no limits. How can you take what you said when you were a child seriously? Besides, I didn't see much of the world when I was a child, so Those sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked ones, rat-eyed deer heads, crooked melons and cracked jujubes, and the sanctimonious ones all feel good. Now that they have grown up and have seen the world, who still remembers what they said when they were young? "

Li Zhicheng: "... · ···"

"That's right," Li Chengzhi squeezed the tea cup tightly and said, "He is indeed different now from when he was a child. I didn't recognize him at first, but he recognized me at the first sight. ."

Fang Zichen's fist felt a little itchy.

What does this mean?

Does it mean that Brother Zhao has been remembering you all these years, so that he can recognize you immediately?

Is there something wrong with Li Chengzhi? Does he like Brother Zhao? Or is there any purpose? Otherwise, he would always say specious things and try his best to sow discord between him and Brother Zhao.

Fang Zichen really hated this man to death, and he didn't want to be polite when he spoke.

"Brother Zhao has a really good memory. I remember when we lived in Xiaohe Village, there was a dog in the village who was very attached to him. Later, when we lived in the town, and we went back after a long time, he still recognized the dog! Don't you? People who live in the village may not know this, but the local dogs in the village all look the same. I don't know how he recognized him. I really convinced him. "

A dog can tolerate it after a few years, let alone a person. !

If he doesn't recognize you, you're probably worse than a dog.

Li Zhicheng's heart was filled with tension.

He ate this meal for almost half an hour, and his lungs almost exploded after eating just one meal.

Fang Zichen came out of the restaurant and wandered towards Zhao Mansion.

Li Zhicheng was not even qualified to carry his shoes. He would never think that Brother Zhao would do something like throw away the watermelon and pick up the sesame seeds. Li Zhicheng came to him at this moment, most likely because he wanted to break his Taoism.

If he is not so confident and hears such words, he will definitely doubt Brother Zhao, and then stage a family ethics drama. Brother Zhao will be angry with him for not trusting him, and will pack up his baggage and take the son back to his parents' house, and then another drama will happen. His young heart will be hurt by the drama of chasing each other. He will focus entirely on chasing his husband, and there will be no time to deal with Chunwei.

If he doesn't get the first prize, he won't be an official. If he can't be an official, he won't get a salary...

Killing people and killing people is nothing more than that.

It's simply too vicious.

Li Zhicheng really made a good calculation!

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Fang Zichen asked about Li Zhicheng's genitals and returned to the Zhao Mansion angrily. As soon as he entered the Qingzhu Courtyard and sat down, Zhao Song came over and said something to him, to the effect that he told him to relax, take the exam well and not be nervous.

Fang Zichen was not nervous at all. He rested on the bed and wanted to have an in-depth exchange with Brother Zhao, but he was pushed away by Brother Zhao.

"Don't make trouble, you have to get up early tomorrow."

Seeing that Brother Zhao was very determined and seemed to disagree with everything, Fang Zichen was a little depressed: "Okay then."

Chunwei still has three games, one for three days, and then you can It's a short day's rest, and the time arrangement is quite humane. If I have to wait in the room for nine days in a row, I'm afraid I will have to go in vertically and come out horizontally.

Fang Zichen was woken up by Brother Zhao very early in the morning. In winter, the nights are long and the days are short. It was about three o'clock in the morning. It was still dark outside. Fang Zichen felt like he had run away from home. He rolled up his quilt and sat there in a daze. On the bed.

Brother Zhao went outside and asked the maid to get some hot water. When he looked back, he saw that Fang Zichen was lying down again.

Brother Zhao sighed and called him twice, and Fang Zichen muttered: "I'll sleep a little longer."

Brother Zhao called out a few more times, but Fang Zichen didn't move. Brother Zhao looked at him for a while, then suddenly leaned over. She touched his ear and said coolly: "Do you want me to call you with a stick?"

Fang Zichen hit the carp and got up immediately.

Brother Zhao covered his mouth and laughed.

The maid brought hot water, and Brother Zhao helped Fang Zichen tie up his hair.

Fang Zichen hasn't had a haircut in several years. Although he feels that short hair is easy to take care of and he is more accustomed to it, wearing ancient clothes with short hair is like wearing a suit with liberation shoes. No matter how you look at it, it looks strange. Now he wears a purple glazed jade crown, Wearing a long gown with the same purple belt tied around the waist, he has a tall and well-proportioned figure, and a face that looks like a human or a dog. He is really handsome and handsome.

Fang Zichen came outside and was surprised to see two children squatting outside.

"Why are you here? You got up so fast." This really puts his old father to shame.

"Father, father." The good boy took out two buns from his pocket and gave them to him: "Father, here they are, Western buns."

Xiaofeng took out two red eggs.

Fang Zichen kissed each one one by one: "Go back to your room and sleep again!"

"Yeah!" The good boy pursed his lips and kissed Fang Zichen: "Good boy, give your father energy. Don't be nervous about the exam. Dad is more nervous. My mind will go blank, and then I will become incontinent, and then I will be embarrassed~Father, don't be nervous!"

Fang Zichen: "..."

Zhao Geer: "... "

Brother Zhao gave him two slaps on the butt.

It's true that the older you get, the less likely you are to speak.

He turned back and glared at Fang Zichen: "It's all your fault."

Fang Zichen: "..."

Why do you blame him again? Is that what he said?

If he had spoken like this, he would have been beaten to death long ago.

What a injustice.

Brother Zhao asked Xiaofeng to take the boy back to sleep, and he escorted Fang Zichen to the gate. Several brothers from the Zhao family came over. Fang Zichen felt a little touched, but he didn't think it was like that. He just changed places to sleep, which made it feel like sending him off. Just like going to the slaughterhouse, Zhao Song patted him on the shoulder again and told him not to be nervous.

Fang Zichen felt that his father-in-law underestimated him.

nervous?

His large and small exams and competitions add up to five hundred if not one thousand. For him, exams are as simple as eating and drinking.

Are you nervous about eating and drinking? There's nothing wrong with him.

Fang Zichen got on the carriage and left.

Knowing that he was dizzy with this thing, the groom didn't dare to rush too fast. At four o'clock, when he arrived outside the Gongyuan of the Ministry of Rites, Fang Zichen helped the carriage out.

There is already a queue, and the inspection is still very strict. There are only about 20 officers guarding the rural examination. Now, at a glance, good guys, how many of them, hurry up and catch up with the fragrant milk tea. I want to save the earth. Circled.

It's really as deep as the sea as soon as you enter the Gongyuan.

Brother Zhao sent Fang Zichen away and went back to his room to rest for a while. He took the two children back to Guangfu Street at dawn. He was busy with the shop. Zhao Yunyue came over the next day and told him that Li Xinyi was gone. .

Brother Zhao was stunned for a moment, and suddenly asked: "Why is it gone?"

Zhao Yunyue shrugged and said softly: "The one who drowned was the one in front of him. He was just out of school, wasn't he? Li Zhicheng invited some colleagues as guests , they came with their families, and Li Xinyi brought people to play hide-and-seek in the backyard..."

The Li family is a wealthy family in the capital, and the backyard is very spacious. She did not let the maid follow her when she was playing, and the children who were looking for someone from behind drove the other friends away. They found it, but they couldn't find Li Xinyi. The child couldn't find her no matter how hard she looked. She couldn't bear to play anymore and called her out. However, she called her several times but didn't hear Li Xinyi's response. The maid felt something was wrong and looked for her in a panic. stand up.

When looking for the person, Li Xinyi had already sunk into the small pond.

There were several koi carps in this small pond that were presented by the officials below. Li Yuan liked them very much and would take a look at them from time to time. The servants carefully protected them. There was not much ice on the surface of the pond, often only a layer of ice. The thin layer was cut open by servants.

Li Xinyi wore thick clothes, and the cotton clothes became heavier when they were wet.

Zhao Yunyue saw something wrong with Brother Zhao's expression and seemed to be very surprised. He explained: "This is a common thing. In the backyard of a big family, there are a lot of dirty things. Normally, eight out of nine children die, and most of these eight are... There are many people in Li Zhicheng's backyard who accidentally drowned. Anyone who can give birth to a bastard before Zheng Xiaoyan is probably not a good person."

Brother Zhao couldn't explain how he felt: "Then she is now... How's it going?"

"I heard that I fainted from crying seven or eight times," Zhao Yunyue said.

Brother Zhao said oh and said nothing more.

Three days passed by in a flash, and Brother Zhao and his two children were standing guard outside the Gongyuan of the Ministry of Rites at noon.

After picking up Fang Zichen, he went home and cooked some of his favorite dishes. Fang Zichen was very happy. After eating, he pointed to the two old ladies outside and said, "Did your father send them here again?"

Brother Zhao nodded: "Yes. !"

After being in the cell for three whole days without taking a bath, Fang Zichen was eager to take a bath after eating. He went back to find his clothes, and Brother Zhao followed him in.

Just after dinner, the doors and windows in the main room were closed, and the aroma of vegetables was wafting. Fang Zichen didn't notice anything was wrong, but when Brother Zhao came closer, Fang Zichen smelled it.

He used to take traditional Chinese medicine every day, and he still hasn't stopped drinking it now. He is really familiar with this life-threatening smell.

"Are you feeling unwell?"

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Brother Zhao let out a sigh at first, and then reacted quickly. He looked away and said, "Yeah! I have a little cough."

Fang Zichen was a little worried: "That's okay!"

"It's okay." Brother Zhao smiled, Help him find the clothes: "Just drink some medicine and it'll be fine. It's nothing serious. Go wash it quickly, otherwise the water will get cold."

Brother Zhao told him about Li Xinyi in the evening, and Fang Zichen didn't say anything. When women are jealous, their children are often the victims. Didn't Gu Daya's son fall into the water and die?

Although most children from big families are at the top of their game from birth, they often die young if things go wrong, especially for the royal family.

There was another light snowfall in the last two sessions of the Spring Festival. It was probably because they were afraid that they, the pillars of the country, would freeze to death. Many braziers were placed in the examination room, but some weak candidates were still carried out. Several medical clinics smelled it. Started sending apprentices over to recruit businesses.

Fang Zichen was so delicate that Brother Zhao was afraid that he would be carried out. Fang Zichen worked hard to get the top prize and to give his son the chance to become a second-generation official. He was not afraid of the severe cold and heat at all. Until spring passed, he was still lively and vigorous. .

The Chunwei results will not come out until six days later. Those who pass the exam will take the imperial examination, and those who fail will go back and forth wherever they go.

Fang Zichen felt that he still had hope.

Li Yisheng also knew how much he weighed, so when he saw him coming over, he was a little surprised: "Not preparing at home? The imperial examination is not easy!"

"Already prepared." Fang Zichen pulled Li Yisheng into the yard and saw Seeing that there was no one around, he covered his mouth and said, "Brother, do me a favor. I will give you a big thank you when the job is done."

Li Yisheng: "What's the favor?"

Fang Zichen leaned into his ear and muttered twice.

Li Yisheng immediately patted his chest and said, "No problem, I'll take care of this. I'll do whatever it takes for my brothers."

Fang Zichen: "You're so loyal."

"It's necessary!" Li Yisheng said.

...

Li Zhicheng has been a little troubled recently. After Li Xinyi died, Zheng Xiaoyan kept crying. When she saw him, she started to pull her, saying that her daughter's death was strange and it must be Aunt Jiang's doing. She asked him to find justice. Li Zhicheng was already feeling a little uncomfortable. , and Zheng Xiaoyan was like this, he was even more upset. After getting off duty that night, he and a few colleagues came to the restaurant to have a few drinks. After just two drinks, two colleagues came towards him before dawn.

Before dawn, he was the minister of the Ministry of Rites, and the official was the third rank. Li Zhicheng stood up quickly, clasped his fists and saluted: "I've seen you, sir."

Before dawn, he was told that he didn't need to be polite. Li Zhicheng got up and invited him to sit down with him.

The two belonged to different 'departments' and had little contact with each other on weekdays. Li Zhicheng was only in the fourth rank, but with Li Yuan and Zuo Xiang standing behind him, it was hard to refuse before dawn.

Li Zhicheng felt happy when he saw him sitting down, and asked the waiter to serve more wine and food. He was wearing a thin coat before dawn, but his cloak was thick. He would take it off and put it directly on the back of the chair.

He was sitting facing the door. The waiter brought the dishes and he was about to walk to the table when his feet suddenly slipped. Although he steadied himself very quickly, the dishes on the tray still spilled out, and a drop of water fell out. It even splattered on the pre-dawn cloak.

The waiter knelt down with a bang, waved his hands before dawn, indicating that nothing happened, and left.

After three rounds of drinking, a few people came out of the restaurant.

Before dawn, the mansion was not far from here, but he didn't come by carriage. He only brought a guard with him. Now he was walking back and passed an alley. There was a muffled sound from behind. He was about to turn around when a sack suddenly fell from the sky and was carried towards him. The hood came down, and before he could make a sound, his mouth was covered.

The guards at the back had already been tied up in sacks and dragged away.

Fang Zichen dragged the person into the alley, sat on him, waved his fists and shot left and right before dawn.

Li Yisheng struggled endlessly: "Who are you?" Only

a fool will tell you.

"Let me go now."

Only a fool would let you go.

He was beaten so hard before dawn that he screamed. Fang Zichen was afraid that he would attract someone, so he punched him in the mouth.

Before dawn, I suddenly couldn't scream anymore.

The next day when he didn't go to court, Xia Jinghong asked, and the old man next to him came to Xia Jinghong's ear. He didn't know what he said. He was beaten for no reason. This person is really arrogant. He doesn't take court officials seriously. Let me investigate. I want to find out who is so lawless and arrogant."

My husband sent someone.

There were several enemies in Chaoshang before dawn, but after a secret investigation, they found that they were not the ones responsible. When I returned home before dawn, it was already late, there were no people on the street, and no traces were left at the scene. The case was temporarily stuck. deadlock.

It wasn't until the evening of the next day that the emperor remembered the matter again and asked about it. The old man was silent for a moment and said that no clues had been found... Mr. Li was seriously injured and reported that it was Yadu. One was knocked out.

Xia Jinghong was reviewing the memorial. When he heard this, his pen paused and his expression was hard to describe.

"What kind of hatred is this? Who has Li Aiqing offended recently?"

The old father-in-law shook his head slightly: "Probably not." He hesitated for a moment, as if he couldn't decide whether to say it or not. As if he couldn't say anything, Xia Jinghong said calmly He glanced at him: "But it doesn't matter."

The old father-in-law immediately said: "I heard that Mr. Fang gave Mr. Li two kilograms of meat."

Before dawn, Mr. Wu was still half a student. His father was transferred to Yuanzhou first. After serving as the prefect for several years, when his time expired and his political performance improved, he was transferred to Shangyang again. After that, he went around in circles before returning to the capital.

Although Mr. Wu has only taught him for a few years, he still has some affection for him.

When Fang Zichen went to Beijing, Mr. Wu knew that this man had a habit of causing trouble, and was afraid that his petty gains would lead to adults, so he wrote to Li Mingqian and asked him to take care of him for a while.

Before dawn, as the minister of the Ministry of Rites, in order to avoid suspicion regarding the Spring Festival, I asked someone to check on Fang Zichen. Knowing that he was safe, I didn't go looking for him until the Spring Festival was over before I came to visit him.

There was a bit of brotherhood between the two of them, but if it were someone else who saw his senior brother suffering and sent some gifts to express his condolences, Xia Jinghong wouldn't think too much about it, and would even think that giving two kilograms of meat was too stingy and shabby.

But if this person were replaced by Fang Zichen, the iron rooster would send out gifts, and one gift would be two kilograms of meat. It would be like the sun rising in the west, which would be unprecedented.

The old father-in-law made Xia Jinghong a cup of tea and said: "On the night of the accident, Mr. Li came out of Jingmancheng. He was wearing the cloak of Mr. Li's legitimate son, Li Zhicheng, Mr. Li. Mr. Li and Mr. Li are similar in stature."

Xia Jinghong has been sending People who follow Fang Zichen know the things between him and Li Zhicheng most clearly.

This kid probably wanted to put a sack on Li Zhicheng, but it was dark and he didn't see clearly that he had made a mistake. Then he felt guilty, so he generously handed over two kilograms of meat.

This kid is really...

Xia Jinghong is angry and funny.

"Your Majesty, what about this matter..."

Xia Jinghong stared at the steaming steam above the teacup and said, "Forget it! It's not a big deal."

Old man: "..."

Since It's not a big deal, but who was talking about the Long case and said they wanted to investigate it thoroughly? Talk about presumptuous? So bold?

Now that he knew it was Mr. Fang who did it, he immediately changed his story.

Mr. Fang said at the beginning that particularly outstanding talents should be given preferential treatment and should be lenient.

The emperor really did it.

...

Fang Zichen felt refreshed after beating the man, feeling as if he had been avenged. However, when he saw Li Zhicheng in the Zhao Mansion the next day, his jaw almost dropped. Then he heard Zhao Song talk about the night before dawn. After being attacked by an unknown person, beaten so hard that he couldn't get out of bed, and couldn't even go to court today, Fang Zichen knew he was in trouble.

After waiting in fear for a few days, Fang Zichen breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he didn't come to the door before dawn and that the other party probably didn't find anything.

Shi Nianqi gave birth to a daughter. Brother Zhao went home to visit, but Fang Zichen didn't go. He felt that the newborn child was as scary as a big boneless flesh insect.

Nine days after the Spring Festival, he went to the palace for the examination. Brother Zhao didn't want to go and wanted to stay at home to supervise Fang Zichen. Fang Zichen said that he had already seen what he should see. Brother Zhao thought that although this person was a little unreliable in small things, He still knew how to be proportionate in important matters, so he went back with confidence.

Before the Chunwei results came out, Fang Zichen was a little idle, and his two children were taken away. He thought that if he became an official in the future, he would probably have to work from nine to six, so he took advantage of this moment to sleep in the dark.

He got up at three o'clock in the morning and felt hungry. He went into the kitchen. It was cold inside, and there was no warm rice in the pot. He went outside the room, knocked on the door, and asked the nanny Zhao Song sent to cook him a meal.

Grandma came out and said apologetically that because she didn't know why he woke up, the food might not taste good if it was kept warm for a long time, and it would be a waste of firewood. I will cook it for you right away.

She woke up and made a bowl of lasagna.

Fang Zichen doesn't like lasagna very much. Brother Zhao also knows that the noodles he made for him before were all thin noodles. Brother Zhao also explained his taboos and dislikes when the two mothers came. Well, as it is now, I have probably forgotten it.

Old people always have bad memory.

Fang Zichen couldn't eat any more after half a bowl: "Don't cook lasagna next time, I don't like it very much."

Grandma responded: "Hey, I understand."

Fang Zichen went back to his room to sleep in the evening. When they went out to eat, there were three dishes on the table. Fang Zichen still couldn't finish half of them as usual. The sweet and sour pork ribs were too sweet and the vegetables were too bland.

These two people originally worked as laundry and miscellaneous workers in the Zhao Mansion, and their skills were not very good.

Fang Zichen can only cook cabbage himself, and he has long been tired of the spicy hotpot in the store.

He doesn't want to cheat money from others in restaurants outside.

...

that day Xie Xiaoyu and Li Yisheng came to see him. As soon as they arrived at the door, they bumped into Zheng Peiyao with a gloomy face. Li Yisheng and Xie Xiaoyu greeted each other, but Zheng Peiyao did not respond and led the two maids away.

The two stood there and looked at each other.

"Husband, what happened to Mrs. Zhao?"

Li Yisheng guessed: "Maybe he is angry with my brother, or maybe he doesn't bother to talk to us at all."

Xie Xiaoyu has moved back to the hospital since the new year, but during the day I will still help out in the shop to earn a living.

Although he ate a lot, he also did a lot, so Brother Zhao calculated his wages for him just like he did in Yuanzhou, signed a "confidentiality contract", and gave him the method of cooking the base ingredients. .

Entering the courtyard, Fang Zichen's face became extremely gloomy.

Li Yisheng asked him what happened? Are you having sex with your old mother-in-law?

Fang Zichen nodded: "Almost."

Li Yisheng pulled Xie Xiaoyu to sit next to him: "What's going on?"

Fang Zichen was so angry that he suppressed his low emotions: "That damn old woman persuaded me to leave Zhao Brother."

Li Yisheng and Xie Xiaoyu were shocked when they heard this.

"Ah, this..."

"She said I'm not good enough for Brother Zhao." Fang Zichen said in a low voice with his eyebrows slightly lowered.

Li Yisheng didn't know what to say and sighed silently.

Wasn't he like this back then?

Now it's his brother again, he is really a brother in need.

This is the case for aristocratic families. In marriage, the most important thing for them is that they are well-matched.

Even if Fang Zichen was admitted to the top of the imperial examination, he was talking about glory, but a sixth-grade Hanlin official was not in the mainstream in a place like the capital where fifth-grade officials were everywhere and seventh-grade officials were not as good as dogs.

In the past, everyone thought that Brother Zhao was not worthy of Fang Zichen, but now...

people have changed their identities. The legitimate son of a third-rank official family is married to a junior official of the sixth rank of the Imperial Academy. That is really a low-level marriage.

Fang Zichen was alone, with no family background and no background. It was difficult for him to advance by copying and writing. It was understandable that Zheng Peiyao looked down on him.

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: Today, Fang Zichen finally understands Li Yisheng's aggrieved and angry feeling.

This damn old woman is so annoying.

I don't know whether he slept too much at noon or was angry. Fang Zichen tossed and turned at night and couldn't sleep well.

Suffering from "suffering", Fang Zichen began to miss home again.

Children who go out usually want to

travel back and forth the most at this time. It's no joke. After knowing that they probably won't be able to go back, they rarely miss home.

It's not that I don't want to, it's that I don't dare to think about it.

The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became without being able to go back.

When he was Third Young Master Fang, he never suffered any grievances. Now that he has become a dick, everyone looks down on him.

If he had encountered this kind of thing at home, he would have complained a long time ago. How could it be like this now? When he looked back, there was no one he could rely on behind him, but there were still two maids standing behind him.

He really didn't lose to anyone, but he lost to the formation.

There was bright moonlight coming in from outside, and there was still charcoal burning in the house. The windows were cracked open, and the cold wind penetrated in. The gauze curtain was like duckweed, floating here and there. Brother Zhao was not here, and the room was extremely lonely.

Fang Zichen wrapped himself tightly in quilt and stared at the light on the ground.

It has been more than three years since I left home.

Are your parents okay?

Is Grandma still in good health?

Will they go crazy if he suddenly disappears? No one could be found after calling the police. Grandma must have cried two buckets of tears.

Is the second brother in prison? If you haven't been to jail, how many times have you been in jail? Is the foot speed of stepping on a sewing machine as fast as Parkinson's?

Brother, has the iron tree blossomed? Have you become a boss looking down at all living beings from a rooftop of several hundred square meters?

Probably not, only ordinary bosses would be like this. A person with his eldest brother's style is completely different from ordinary bosses. His eldest brother should be sitting on a lightning rod, looking down at all living beings.

Memories are like a net, tightly catching him, and his thoughts are overwhelming.

······He wants to go home.

He really wanted to go home.

Fang Zichen sniffed, as if his heart was blocked by a ball of cotton. His breathing and heartbeat, which were almost inaudible, gradually became clearer in the room.

I was homesick yesterday, and when I got up in the morning, I missed Brother Zhao and my son again.

Brother Zhao has been back to the Zhao Mansion for two days. There are many servants in the Zhao Mansion. Shi Nianqi can't help take care of him. Fang Zichen doesn't know why he hasn't come back yet. He touches his belly and can't help but think about the food he cooked. Fang Zichen sent A nanny went to call him back.

Grandma returned to Zhao Mansion and went directly to Zheng Peiyao's yard.

"I'm looking for the old lady."

The maid went in to announce, and came out after a while to lead her in.

Zheng Peiyao was drinking hot tea: "But what's the matter?"

Grandma lowered her head: "Master Fang asked the slave to come back and call the sixth master back."

Zheng Peiyao: "Can you tell me what the matter is?"

Grandma: "Master Fang said, I miss the food cooked by the Sixth Master."

Zheng Peiyao slapped her palm on the table, and the maids serving in the room lowered their heads in a hurry and remained silent.

"Calling Xiaoxu to go home and cook for him? This is making my brother a slave. What does he think he is?" Zheng Peiyao said: "Go back and tell him that Xiaoxu is busy and has to be at home." Stay for a few days."

Fang Zichen saw his grandma coming back alone and listened to his report. Although he didn't know what he could do, he didn't take it to heart. He wanted to pack his things and go to Zhao's house for a few days, but grandma stopped him. He said that he was a son-in-law. This son-in-law always ran to his husband's family, which was against the rules.

It is true that the two sons-in-law, Li Zhicheng and Zhao Song, rarely visited the house. Li Zhicheng visited the house the most, but he never stayed overnight. This was also the case in Xiaohe Village in the past. During the New Year and festivals, the son-in-law would come to the house for a meal and stay overnight if they were far away. I just finished my meal and went back directly.

Fang Zichen didn't know much about this kind of thing, so he didn't go after his grandma said so.

On the day when the results were released in spring, Brother Zhao came back packed with his two children.

Fang Zichen picked Huiyuan, and Brother Zhao smiled from ear to ear, hugged his waist tightly, put his feet on his back and gave him two Xiangxiang.

"Husband, Dad said that Chunwei is very difficult. It is not comparable to the provincial examination. I didn't expect you to still be the first."

Fang Zichen waved his hands and said nonchalantly: "You don't know me? It's very difficult for others. As far as I'm concerned, it's just like that." He put his thumb on the tip of his little finger, made a small distance, and said, "I only need to use this snack, and I will win the first place."

Brother Zhao looked at it . He looked triumphant and smiled: "Well! My husband is the most powerful."

Fang Zichen was praised by these words and felt like he was in heaven, but he was actually a very humble person, so he waved his hand: " Actually, I didn't want to take the first place in the exam. I always took the first place. It felt boring. I wanted to see what it felt like to take the second place. Unfortunately, I controlled my score, but in the end, no one could pass me. Hey, this may be the loneliness of a master!"

Brother Zhao: "..."

This person cannot be praised.

If you praise yourself, it will be easy to get ahead of yourself.

He asked what he wanted to eat?

Fang Zichen immediately reported the names of the dishes, and Brother Zhao took the basket and led his mother to buy it for him.

The good boy jumped into Fang Zichen's arms, rubbed his face together, and kissed him with a pouty pink lips, sticky, saying that he missed him so much these past few days, and even thought about eating his favorite chicken. Can't go down anymore.

Xiaofeng smiled at the side: "Then you can eat one every time."

Guaizi's face turned a little red: "Brother Xiaofeng, you don't understand. Guaizi turns longing into appetite."

This damn kid doesn't match the preface. After saying that, Fang Zichen smiled and pinched his butt. The good boy didn't feel any pain. He hugged his neck and buried it beside his neck. He kept rubbing his soft face and kept laughing. He came back to see Fang Zichen. He was so happy and his laughter never stopped.

Warm air sprayed on the side of his neck, Fang Zichen turned his head slightly and kissed him on the face.

Since there is still the palace examination, success or failure mostly depends on this one move.

Although Fang Zichen won the Hui Yuan, if he failed in the imperial examination, he might not even be able to get into that first class.

Most of the Gongshi still hoped to turn over and immediately threw themselves into intense review.

Time was running out, so Zhao Song didn't mention anything about celebrating, fearing that it would be too grand and Fang Zichen suddenly didn't perform well, which would be a big fun.

The contents of the palace examination are usually prepared by the cabinet and then submitted to the emperor for selection. Only those who are selected in the general examination can participate. The purpose is to distinguish and select officials who have passed the examination.

However, most of the time, the questions prepared by the cabinet were not selected, and the emperor would also come up with the questions himself. The imperial examination was a day long, with only one question.

Children from the capital, whose fathers or relatives and friends were officials in the court, started to move around now, just to understand the emperor's "preferences" and guess the direction of his topic selection and topic, so as to conduct corresponding review in advance.

Zhao Song also came.

Judging from the analysis of the 'reforms' of the imperial examinations in recent years and the emperor's focus, the contents of this imperial examination are either current affairs that benefit the country and the people, or the war in the northwest and strategies to strengthen the country.

The same guess is true.

On the day of the palace examination, Fang Zichen got up early again.

They had to enter the palace before dawn and be led by someone. After the roll call, passing of papers, praises, salutes and other etiquettes, Fang Zichen was choked. The two buns he had eaten in the morning seemed to have been digested.

The 'examination room' is set up in the Jinluan Hall.

The father-in-law who led them was enforcing rules along the way.

In fact, it goes without saying that in a place like this, ordinary people would not be brave enough to look around and make random noises.

Most of the candidates lowered their eyes and walked in an orderly and cautious manner. Fang Zichen held his head high and his chest high, looking in all directions and listening.

His peeking was not obvious, at least it was within the rules, but his straight spine was particularly eye-catching among the students who were nodding and lowering their eyebrows.

The guards with swords on the side felt that this person was either ignorant and fearless, or as courageous as a bun.

The first place in Chunwei's position is directly under the Dragon Throne. Everyone is participating in the palace examination for the first time. Some people know the seat number arrangement, but some do not.

Fang Zichen was sitting right under the emperor's nose. Some people envied him, but more people felt that he was 'poor'.

Who is the emperor?

The power of the dragon was so powerful that even the ministers who had served as officials for decades did not dare to look at it. Now that the opponent was sitting under the emperor's nose, even though he could look into the emperor's eyes twice, the pressure he could withstand... ·

Some people put themselves in their shoes and thought about it. If they were sitting there, when the emperor came, they would probably be so nervous that their eyes would darken, and if they didn't faint, their minds would go blank.

Fang Zichen looked up at the bright yellow dragon chair on the stairs. He didn't feel nervous, just a little envious.

This stool is exquisite in workmanship, luxuriously decorated, and exquisitely carved. It is worth a lot at first glance, but I don't know how much silver it is worth.

"The Emperor has arrived..."

A young eunuch was singing outside, and Fang Zichen quickly lowered his head. In his peripheral vision, a pair of bright yellow boots flashed by.

Fang Zichen raised his head quietly, then paused.

Xia Jinghong looked at him with raised eyebrows.

"...I suspect that the emperor has six kidneys~"

"...I'm afraid that he is mediocre and will not accept me as the number one scholar when he sees my handsomeness~" "

... "No matter how powerful the emperor is, in fact, to put it bluntly, he is just a short-lived ghost~"

Fang Zichen's mind kept echoing what he said before, and his neck suddenly felt cold.

Xia Jinghong touched his neck, his face turned green and white, then suddenly looked at him and smiled at him.

Eight teeth, very standard, bright eyes and white teeth.

It's a good idea not to hit the smiling person.

Xia Jinghong knew what he was thinking and found it funny.

He said something symbolically, and then began to announce the topics.

Fang Zichen swallowed, his heart pounding.

Oh my God!

Even if you live for a long time, you should have a certain attitude! He actually once took advantage of the emperor...

They say that the emperor is busy with everything, but when he encountered this, he didn't seem to be busy with everything. He went to the inn to find him every day and listened to his bragging. Oh, hey, he's not all awesome. , there is still a bit of stuff in it.

Now that he knew his identity, Fang Zichen understood. No wonder people liked to hear him talk about how to be an official, but didn't like to hear him talk about making a fortune. I thought this man had "lofty ambitions" before, but now...it

's really a mistake.

The old father-in-law stood behind Xia Jinghong with a fly whisk. When he saw Fang Zichen looking over, he smiled at him.

Fang Zichen didn't dare to think about it anymore, so he grabbed his thoughts back and put them on the paper.

There is a question on the paper. It is two to three hundred words long. It only asks about one thing. The Northwest Continuous War has lasted for twelve years. It has worked hard for the people and damaged their wealth. What should people do when they serve the people? What should they do when they serve as officials... ··

It's just a piece of paper, with the question at the top and the blank space at the bottom where you can answer the question. Although there is no word limit specified, you can only write about 2,000 words at most in this answer area.

If you write too little, the description will be incomplete; if you write too much, there will not be enough seats. Whoever is best at abbreviating sentences and has some ink in his belly will have a chance to win the title.

Fang Zichen stared at the question for a moment. He listed the major measures in his mind first, and then divided the major measures into smaller measures. He had to write down as many details as possible, otherwise he might get 'deductions'. Anyway, this kind of question is just like politics. The general topic is the same, if you write more, if this point is wrong, other points will always be right. If you write more, the more pleasing the words are, the teacher may give you some points for hard work.

The palace examination lasted only one day, and the papers were handed in at dusk, and were collected and deposited by officials such as Juan, Zhangjuan, and Mifeng. On the day of marking, the papers will be handed over to 8 readers, each with one table, and they will be read in turn. Then, from all the papers, the ten best ones will be selected and submitted to the emperor. The first, second, and third place in the imperial batch will be designated by the Emperor. Those who are ranked number one, second in the ranking, or third in the top three are called "Jinshi Ji Di", also known as "Three Tripods". A number of people in the second class, accounting for one-third of the admitted students, are said to be "from Jinshi", and the first person in the second class is called Chuanlu. There are several top three students, accounting for two-thirds of the admitted students. Finally, the official will fill in the form and publish it.

The first and third graders were immediately awarded their posts, the number one scholar was awarded the title of editor and editor of the Hanlin Academy, and the second and third best were awarded the title of editor and editor of the Hanlin Academy. If the second- and third-grade Jinshi want to be conferred and become officials, they have to pass the imperial examination again in Baohe Hall. Based on the scores of the previous and later examinations, the best ones will be selected to enter the Hanlin Academy as Shujishi. It is commonly known as "Dian Hanlin", and the rest are distributed to various ministries as directors or to serve in other places. (Note)

Listening to Zhao Yunfeng's explanation, Brother Zhao felt that the imperial examination was really a layer-by-layer selection process, and it was as difficult as climbing to the sky. Even if he devoted himself to it, only a few dozen people would be selected in the end.

My husband is really awesome.

Chapter 310

Brother Zhao listened, his chest straightened up. The result has not yet come out, but it seems that Fang Zichen has passed the exam. Brother Zhao's expression is arrogant and proud, and Zhao Yunfeng shakes his head in a funny way. .

The results were released on the third day of the palace examination. Fang Zichen was restless when he came back. He had never been like this in the palace examination or the provincial examination before. Brother Zhao was confused and asked him what was wrong?

Fang Zichen told Xia Jinghong.

Brother Zhao blinked his eyes and breathed heavily. He didn't react for a long time: "Then, are we going to pack up and run away?"

When Fang Zichen and Xia Jinghong were bragging, Brother Zhao was probably not around, but he knew Fang Zichen's character and asked him several times. They all saw Xia Jinghong blowing his nose and leaving with a glare, and his husband even cheated people out of their money

... There is some truth in what he said if you walk too much at night and encounter ghosts.

Fang Zichen shook his head: "It shouldn't be necessary. I saw that he was very grand. Moreover, he really wanted to chop off my head. He had done it long ago. By now, it wouldn't be just to let me eat two more bowls of rice."

Brother Zhao calmed down. His tone: "It makes sense."

Fang Zichen said that it was okay and he really wasn't worried anymore. On the morning of the day when the results were released, all the candidates gathered in the Jinluan Hall again, their hearts beating wildly.

The official of the Ministry of Rites held out the imperially-appointed gold list and unfolded it. The Chuanlu official called the names one by one according to the list, that is, announcing the name, rank, and place of origin of the candidates who passed the Jinshi examination. Each time a person was sung, multiple guards would repeat the call loudly and loudly from the hall. Outside the palace.

The rankings were shouted from bottom to top, and as the voices sang, some were happy and some were worried.

After the list is released, the top one will ride on horseback and parade through the streets.

Brother Zhao made a reservation for the inn a few days ago and came here early today. He didn't know whether it was because he was too nervous or excited, or for some other reason. His head felt dizzy. The symptoms were not intense, but after a while, they reached a point where he could not ignore them.

Being named on the gold medal list only happens once in a lifetime. It is the most dazzling moment for a husband. Brother Zhao does not want to be absent. He wants to share the joy with him. He holds on and does not want to leave. But half an hour later, the discomfort is even more intense. Intensifying.

His expression was really bad. At first Zhao Yunyue thought he was nervous, but when cold sweat began to break out on Brother Zhao's forehead, he realized something was wrong with him.

He immediately called someone, and Brother Zhao frowned and said, "Third brother, I'm fine..."

"You said you're fine, but look at what your face has become. No dead person is as white as you. I'll help you." Go and see the doctor."

Brother Zhao looked at the window, and Guaizi and Xiaofeng were lying there. Seeing that the time for the parade was coming, Brother Zhao didn't want to leave at all.

Zhao Yunyue was so anxious that he scolded him a few times. Brother Zhao's body was really uncomfortable. The face reflected in the green tea was as pale as paper. The third brother did not exaggerate, it was indeed as dead as a dead person. If my husband looked at it, he would be worried. .

Brother Zhao's legs and feet were weak, so he asked Zhao Yunyue to help him leave, leaving only two guards to look after the child.

At noon, the street became lively.

The nearly four-meter-wide street was crowded with people. The palace door slowly opened, and guards with swords rushed out, followed by a ceremony team beating drums to clear the way.

When the people patrolled, a large horse slowly came out of the palace gate.

The man at the front was wearing a big red robe, holding an imperial edict in his hand, and astride a horse with a golden saddle and red mane. He cheered in front and behind him. His silhouette was deep and majestic. The people were suffocated, and then they cheered.

At this time in previous years, the most popular one was Tanhua. She was a representative of talent and beauty, and was responsible for good looks in a league. But today, Tanhua was somewhat vain. He was less than two feet behind Fang Zichen. A few meters away, no one threw handkerchiefs and show bags at him. They all hit the person in front of him. The whole city in Beijing was even more crazy.

"Ah~ Number one, he is the number one. Number one, look at my dear, look at my dear, my dear is your little fanboy, my dear loves you, my dear loves you."

"No. 1, look at my dear. , look here, ah~ He looks over the bird, he looks over the bird~ OMG~ The number one scholar is so handsome and so kind~"

"The number one scholar, I love you so much~ Don't go, the number one scholar~ the number one scholar~ don't Let's go~"

Tanhua looked over and saw a big-headed boy with half of his body stretched out the window, throwing two buns at the No. 1 Scholar, and then kept reaching out and calling him hoarsely. The No. 1 Scholar waved to him, and he was instantly excited. He climbed out, as if he wanted to jump off a building, but fortunately the two men behind him held him tightly.

It's absolutely crazy.

Tanhua's head is full of black lines.

The person in front is really a man of all ages!

It doesn't matter if the brother or the girl throws flowers at him, now even such a young child is fascinated by him like this.

Superficial, really superficial.

Fang Zichen didn't see Brother Zhao and felt a little disappointed.

Everyone kept throwing veils at him, but he couldn't be happy either.

Throwing a veil is nothing.

Throw money at him if you can!

... Zhao Geer was lying on the bed with a bloodless face. The doctor took his pulse for a long time, which made Zhao Yunyue almost die of panic. Seeing the old doctor stop his hand, he

quickly asked: "Doctor, is my brother okay?"

The doctor shook his head and said that judging from the pulse, there was nothing wrong. He was probably over-stressed. It was nothing serious and he could just rest.

When Zhao Yunyue heard this, he began to scold Brother Zhao: "You said you weren't nervous, but what happened? You were almost nervous to death!"

Brother Zhao said nothing.

He was nervous, sure, but just a little.

"Is the parade over outside?"

Zhao Yunfeng said: "It should be over at this time."

Brother Zhao took his feet back again, a little regretful: "Oh~"

Fang Zichen came back in the evening and asked him why he didn't watch his highlight moment, Brother Zhao said that he suddenly felt unwell, and Fang Zichen's heart jumped to his throat. When Brother Zhao said that it was okay, he swallowed it back.

Grandma knocked on the door and reported that someone was looking for her outside.

Fang Zichen came out and saw several classmates from Class Jiazi. They came here to invite Fang Zichen to hang out with them.

Fang Zichen and these people had been in Class Jiazi for almost a year. Class Jiazi had all left during the provincial examination, but they were the only ones who passed the examination. They had been busy in the spring and had not been together since they had been in Beijing for so long.

Except for Fang Zichen, only one person from Class A passed the imperial examination this time, but he was only the last among the top three. Now the results have come out. If he didn't pass, everyone is ready to go back. The first reason for getting together is to build a relationship with Fang Zichen. Although a sixth-rank petty official is not enough to be seen in the capital, for students who have not yet had an official status, being a top scholar and entering the Imperial Academy is their lifelong dream and is beyond their reach. .

The second one was also a classmate for a while, and they came from the same school as teachers, so after all, they had some feelings for each other.

Fang Zichen agreed. Before going out, the boy rushed over and grabbed his legs, saying he wanted to go.

Fang Zichen was a little embarrassed.

A student nearby laughed and said, "Let's go together! After all, Lan Ze and we are also classmates!"

"No."

Fang Zichen carried his son and threw it away.

He knew how to be a good person, so he didn't just eat. He talked about his academic performance and moral character, and encouraged each other. What he said was passionate, inspiring, and brainwashing, and several students listened to it.

After three rounds of drinking, a student saw the good boy in Fang Zichen's arms, peeled a peanut and put it in his mouth. Fang Zichen ate the peanuts and kissed the good boy as if thanking him. The good boy also kissed him, and then continued When you peel the peanuts for him, they are still as sticky as in Qinghe Academy.

The student looked at it and suddenly said: "Brother Fang, the older your son is, the more he looks like you."

"That's right," someone agreed: "Last year in the academy, I looked at Lan Ze and Brother Fang, and you didn't look the same at all. Luo thought he looked like your husband, but now that we haven't seen each other for a few months, Lanze is older, but he looks more and more like you."

"Hey, after you two said that, I thought . It feels like it."

"It looks like it."

Fang Zichen was a little confused: "Huh?"

This didn't sound like a compliment. He picked up the boy and stepped on his lap, holding two peanuts in his hand. , staring at him with big eyes and small eyes.

Fang Zichen looked at Guaizi carefully and didn't feel that he looked anything like him.

The student who spoke first came over and covered the good boy's forehead with one hand, and his mouth and nose with the other hand, leaving only his eyes and eyebrows exposed.

"Does this look similar?"

Fang Zichen took a determined look, then his whole body trembled violently and he almost jumped up.

Several people gathered around him: "Yes, the expressions between the eyebrows are exactly the same."

The boy twisted his little body, and the man let go of his hand.

Fang Zichen felt his mouth was dry.

He...does he really have a popular face? Is anyone even remotely similar to him? That bitch Li Zhicheng looks like him too!

...

There was a banquet held in the palace the next day. Fang Zichen came back from the trip, smiling.

There is a three-month "holiday" after the palace examination. Firstly, it is to allow some students who have stayed in Beijing to return to their hometowns to worship their ancestors and pick up and send off their relatives. Secondly, it is to give the officials assigned abroad time to take up their posts.

Fang Zichen didn't have to go back, and he wasn't an official assigned abroad. He was on paid leave for the whole three months, but he was extremely happy. Moreover, at the banquet, it was probably to heal the shock and deception he suffered during the imperial examination. The emperor simply After asking him a few questions, he said yes, there would be a reward.

All civil and military officials were stunned.

"Fang Qing's native place is Yuanzhou?"

"Go back to the emperor, yes!"

"Have you married a wife and have children?"

"Go back to the emperor, yes!"

"If you speak well, you will be rewarded."

What's so good about this?

He just asked questions and answered questions. The little eunuch came up with a tray with six large gold ingots on it. Fang Zichen's eyes almost popped out. His heart was pounding, his blood was boiling, and his whole body was heating up. He was laughing so hard that he couldn't even see his teeth. Eyes, it was immediately popular.

"Your Majesty is truly wise, mighty, magnanimous, kind, courteous, loyal and forgiving..."

The Emperor saw that he was so excited that he laughed loudly: "Okay, stop bragging."

"Your Majesty is wronged! Everything the lower official said was from the bottom of his heart. "

The civil and military officials finally understood that the emperor was worried about having too much money and simply wanted to give gifts, but it was not difficult to see that the emperor loved the number one scholar.

Zhao Song looked at this scene and felt a little shocked.

During the New Year in March, the peach blossoms outside the city were in full bloom. Fang Zichen had just won the reward and wanted to spend a lot of money to take Brother Zhao and his two children out for a spring outing. Before he could say anything, Brother Zhao spoke first and said that he planned to go home and stay for a few days. , asked Fang Zichen if he was going?

Fang Zichen recalled Qian'er coming out of the palace and Zhao Song's words before getting on the carriage, "I'll talk to you in detail about the situation in the DPRK later when I have time." He immediately shook his head and said he didn't want to go.

It will take several days after Brother Zhao leaves.

Fang Zichen missed him and sent his nanny to call him, but he was greeted with another favor.

What are you busy with?

Fang Zichen didn't think about it, but Brother Zhao liked children. When he was in the village, he would always go to Angkor's house when he was free. Shi Nianqi had just given birth to a child, and Brother Zhao must have been fascinated again.

When he said he was busy, he was probably too busy holding the child.

Fang Zichen thought so and asked his grandma to get up early tomorrow and make some steamed buns for him. He was going to see the peach blossoms outside the city.

However, he got up from bed at noon the next day, rode a rented horse to the outside of the city, and handed the horse over to the assistants in the Taoyuan to help take care of it. Then he put his hands behind his back and jumped into the Taoyuan to wander around. On the slope, Fang Zichen saw a carriage parked at the foot of the mountain. Brother Zhao and Li Zhicheng came out from the left side of the carriage. They didn't know what they were talking about. Brother Zhao kept smiling. They must have just finished visiting Taoyuan and were about to go back. Li Zhicheng helped Brother Zhao get on the carriage, and then followed him.

Fang Zichen stood still, subconsciously holding his breath.

When the carriage started to drive away, he came to his senses and started to chase after him, but in the end he stopped.

In the evening, Brother Zhao was playing with the children in Shi Nianqi's house. The maid came over and said that her husband was here.

After Brother Zhao heard this, he immediately returned to Qingzhuyuan.

Chapter 311

Shi Nianqi saw that he was roaring in a hurry and his footsteps were like smoke. He laughed and said: "They are both old couples. We haven't seen each other for a few days. They look like newlyweds."

The maid next to him agreed: "The Sixth Young Master and my husband are in a good relationship."

As soon as Fang Zichen entered the Qingzhu Courtyard, he smelled the smell of medicine again in the room. It was faint and not very obvious.

But he had been taking Chinese medicine for two years, and he could still smell the smell even if it turned into ashes.

On the way back, Brother Zhao stopped by Zhao Song's place and called the two children back.

When the good boy heard that he was coming, he seemed to be possessed by a wild wolf, howling and hooting. Brother Zhao and Xiaofeng didn't wait any longer. They ran very fast with their short legs, and one of them rushed back first.

"Father...Father..."

He rushed into the Qingzhu Courtyard and started calling Fang Zichen. When he saw Fang Zichen coming out of the house, he jumped several times with joy before rushing towards him.

They hadn't seen each other for just a few days, and he was already thinking a lot about Fang Zichen. However, he had been learning the five etiquettes from Tongfu with several juniors from the Zhao family these days, so he couldn't go back.

Fang Zichen has dabbled in the Six Arts of the Gentleman, but he is not familiar with the good and evil of the five rites. He cannot teach them, so his children can only learn from the Master along with the younger members of the Zhao family.

Fang Zichen picked him up and kissed him twice, leaving a tooth mark on both cheeks. The good boy touched his face, but he didn't feel any pain and started to giggle.

Fang Zichen played with the two children for a while before letting them go and play.

Brother Zhao waved to him with a smile: "Husband, come and sit down, I'll peel the melon seeds for you."

Fang Zichen took a sip of tea first, hesitating a little, and asked: "What are you busy with recently?"

"I'm not busy. What! Just teasing the kids." Brother Zhao seemed very happy and said, "Husband, my sister-in-law has a beautiful niece. Do you want to see her?"

"That's okay ." !"

Brother Zhao kept talking about the child on the way, and he was dancing happily. It was obvious that he was happy for the child.

"Husband."

"Yes!"

Brother Zhao said suddenly: "My little grandpa wants to go back to Heyang tomorrow. The 16th is the anniversary of my grandpa's death. My grandpa loved me very much when I was a child. I haven't been at home these years and I haven't been able to go." I'll sweep his grave. I want to go with my little grandpa tomorrow, okay?"

Fang Zichen couldn't come over today, so Brother Zhao planned to go back. This happened suddenly, and he only found out about it in the morning.

Grandpa Zhao believes in Buddhism and has to count the days when he travels far. Yesterday he went to Huguo Temple. The master said that starting at the right time will ensure a smooth journey.

The Zhao family's ancestral home is in Heyang, which is not too far from the capital. It only takes eight or nine days to travel back and forth. Now that spring has entered, the rivers are thawing, so it would be faster to travel by water, but Heyang is not accessible by water.

Fang Zichen was doing everything he could. As he approached the east courtyard, he hesitated. The words that had been lingering in his throat were finally uncontrollable and he asked.

"Brother Zhao, what are you doing today?"

When he saw Brother Zhao and Li Zhicheng appearing together in Taoli, it was undeniable that he was in a bad mood at that moment, but he didn't doubt Brother Zhao. He is not the kind of suspicious person, and he does not insist that Brother Zhao can only revolve around him for the rest of his life. No matter what men in this era think, he feels that Brother Zhao should be free, whether before or after marriage. , he can not only hang around the kitchen, he can go wherever he wants, do what he wants, and make friends with whom he can talk. This 'friend' has no gender boundaries and can be a brother. , can be a woman or a man.

He is also a free man and does not have to report everything to himself.

He clearly understood these principles, and felt that he trusted Brother Zhao, but the impulse and discomfort in his heart still made his mind go blank, and in the end he asked out of control out of control.

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he suddenly came to his senses and felt guilty.

If you ask this question, you are suspicious of Brother Zhao.

They have been together for so long, and he knows best how Brother Zhao treats him. He should not doubt it. Asking this is to step on all Brother Zhao's efforts and friendship.

He was about to apologize, but Brother Zhao's words made him feel cold.

"I've been playing with the baby today! What else can I do?"

Fang Zichen paused in his steps. At this moment, there was a buzzing in his ears and he was suffocated to breathe.

Brother Zhao looked at him: "Husband, what's wrong?"

"But I..." Before Fang Zichen could speak, Zhao Song came over and asked him to go to the study. He had something to explain.

Mostly because he was afraid that he would offend others without knowing it, Zhao Song explained it to all the officials in the Hanlin Academy, big and small.

There are dozens of famous and unfamous people in the Hanlin Academy. They are in their respective teams, who belongs to which faction, who is standing behind them, whose son has married a girl, who has his daughter married, etc. Zhao Song opened them all and explained them to him one by one.

The situation in Beijing is like the roots of an old tree, intertwined.

Zhao Song talked a lot, probably because he was getting older. He would say some words and important people and things over and over again, for fear that he would not be able to remember. Even if there was a cat in an adult's house in the Hanlin Academy, that cat I caught a two-pound rat in mid-summer last year, and I talked about it in detail.

Fang Zichen listened to half of it, and half of his thoughts were on Brother Zhao - he went to Taoyuan with Li Zhicheng at noon, why did he hide it?

Are you afraid that he will be unreasonably jealous?

Or...

He was thinking about it so hard that his brain was on fire, and he couldn't wait to go back and ask Brother Zhao. He really didn't have the heart to listen to Zhao Song's chatter, but Zhao Song was busy with things during the day, so he just came back after his next shift. Kong, the other person seemed to be very tired. He drank tea frequently and rubbed his brows. He still insisted on telling him things. After all the hard work, Fang Zichen couldn't stop him.

When he came back from the study, Brother Zhao was already asleep.

There was only a small lamp left in the room, and he seemed to be sleeping soundly. He was not even awake when Fang Zichen went to bed.

It wasn't like this before.

Fang Zichen curled his lips and lay down depressedly.

When I woke up at noon the next day, the room was empty and no warmth remained. Brother Zhao had already left.

Fang Zichen covered his forehead and leaned on the bed with his head in a daze. He closed his eyes. He could still clearly remember Brother Zhao leaning next to his ear in the morning, his soft and hoarse voice, and his fair skin dyed light pink. The gentle and moist touch between the eyebrows seems to be clearly imprinted on it.

Brother Zhao kissed him before leaving this morning!

Brother Zhao really still loves him.

Fang Zichen couldn't hold too many things in his mind, and he was fascinated by the fragrance again. He hummed a song, put on his clothes, and walked out happily, looking for something to play with for a while. When he got to the next door, he didn't see any children.

The maid came over and said that Brother Zhao had taken the child away too.

Fang Zichen: "..."

He doesn't get car sick, so he is probably on the road this time.

With her husband and son gone, and being alone again, Fang Zichen went straight back to Guangfu Street.

Before Shi Nianqi was out of confinement, Zhao Song and Zhao Yunfeng took up their posts and couldn't get away. Except for these three people, the others returned to Heyang with Grandpa Zhao.

Zhao Yunyue's Tiehanhan was gone, so Fang Zichen could only go and play with Li Yisheng. Master Li usually forced Li Yisheng to read and rarely let him go out to play. However, Master Li liked Fang Zichen, and every time he came, he would let him go.

At this moment, the two brothers each had a big pie in their hands, wandering around the streets like homeless people.

A big cake could not reach two streets. Li Yisheng said it was no longer possible, and his chest was already touching his back. Fang Zichen also felt a little hungry. He saw a young man buying wontons on the side of the road and pulled Li Yisheng over.

"Brother, how do you sell this chaos?"

"Twenty-five coins per bowl."

"How many are there?"

"Nine, sir, two bowls?"

Fang Zichen stretched his head into the pot to see how big the wontons were. It's not big, so it's not worth it, but it's steaming from the mouth of the pot, so you can't see clearly.

The little man said that the price he was selling was not expensive, and the wontons were filled with beef fillings. This stuff was very valuable, and for a bowl of nine, it was a reasonable price.

Fang Zichen thought about it and asked him to serve two bowls.

Beef is expensive, but in the capital, most people can still afford it, but no one eats it often because there is so little beef that ordinary people can't tell the difference.

Now the wontons are coming. Although the fillings are more vegetables and less meat, if they are really beef, if you put a few in, it will not be a waste to eat such a bowl for 25 yuan.

Fang Zichen was delighted and felt that he had taken advantage.

Li Yisheng sat across from him and saw that his expression changed as soon as he took a bite.

Fang Zichen put down his chopsticks, stood up and stood in front of the stall, crossed his waist, and looked at the little man with cold eyes.

The little man's hair stood up at the sight of him: "Mr., sir, what's wrong? But these wontons are not to my liking."

"You're lying."

The little man's expression changed instantly. Li Yisheng came over with a bowl: "What's going on?"

Fang Zichen said angrily: "This is stuffed with pork. He lied to us and said it was stuffed with beef. Damn it, I charge fifty cents for a wonton stuffed with pork. Brother, We are all men, why are we in such a hurry? "

The little man didn't expect to meet a 'master' today, and Fang Zichen didn't want to make a big deal. Life is not easy, even tough men have to sigh, he always has to give people. Leave something to eat.

When the little man saw him reaching out to him, he immediately understood and took out twenty coins.

Fang Zichen was satisfied.

He has always been the only one who takes advantage of others. How can he be allowed to take advantage of others?

The two of them finished eating their wontons and were about to leave. Suddenly, a panicked woman appeared out of nowhere and pulled Fang Zichen tightly.

"Sir, help me~"

Fang Zichen: "..."

Li Yisheng sighed.

I don't know what's going on these days. Whenever he comes out, his brother always encounters all kinds of peach blossoms, tall, short, fat and thin.

Two men held sticks in their hands and chased after him fiercely.

They told Fang Zichen not to meddle in other people's business.

The woman pulled Fang Zichen's sleeve and asked him to help her. Fang Zichen asked her what was going on. The woman said that her father had a gambling debt in the gambling house, and the other party came to the door. Because he could not pay back, the other party I want to drag her to pay off the debt.

"Young Master, please save this little girl's life."

Fang Zichen looked at her funny: "How do you want me to save you?"

The woman looked at Fang Zichen cautiously and with hope: "Young Master, you can borrow Do I have fifty taels of silver?"

Fang Zichen sneered.

Trivial skills.

In this ruthless era, if you want someone to remember her, that is, if you borrow money and fail to pay it back, you have to say: 'I have no answer, I promise you with my body', the classic routine of a mistress, Fang Zichentai Ripe.

"I borrowed it from you, are you sure you can pay it back to me in the future?"

The woman raised her eyes gently, and said with a certain charm: "If you can't pay me back, the little girl will be a slave, serving the young master and serving him tea. Pour some water."

"Okay."

Li Yisheng's eyes widened when he heard him agree. Is his brother the kind of person who can heroically save beautiful women?

This person has always only recognized money and not people.

He raised his hand to see if Fang Zichen had a fever today. Fang Zichen's next words made him laugh.

"This is a good idea. I happen to have no one at home right now. You don't know, but my tigress has a very bad temper. Just this month alone, he has beaten and maimed more than a dozen maids in the house. You showed up just in time. There is still a load of clothes at home that no one has washed..."

"No, sir, the little girl remembered that she has something else to do, so she will leave first."

Seeing her running away, Fang Zichen and Li Yisheng held their bellies and laughed.

After the laughter, Li Yisheng became serious: "Did someone arrange it on purpose?"

Fang Zichen lowered his eyes to the ground: "It must have been the damn old woman."

Li Yisheng: "Huh?"

Fang Zichen said no more.

Li Yisheng also reacted.

On March 8th, it was a cold spring day, with drizzle falling in the night. When I woke up in the morning, it was extremely cold, and the sky was dizzy and heavy, as if a heavy rain was brewing.

Fang Zichen didn't go to Li Yisheng and huddled at home.

With nothing to do, he took the travel diary that Zhao Yunyue brought over last time and lay on the bed to read it. Just as he was about to turn the page, someone shouted from outside.

"Is Mr. Fang at home?"

Fang Zichen frowned. The two mothers had just gone out to do shopping together, but they happened to be not at home. When he came outside to open the door, he was a little startled.

It turned out to be Zheng Xiaoyan.

This was not what surprised Fang Zichen the most. What surprised him was that Zheng Xiaoyan looked in a really bad mental state. She was haggard and had lost a lot of weight. The clothes were on her body and she couldn't hold them up at all. The brilliance of first sight.

Probably Li Xinyi's death gave her a big blow.

Zheng Xiaoyan saw that he was placing his hands on the door, as if he didn't intend to let her in, so she spoke directly.

"I want to talk to you."

Fang Zichen rolled his eyes: "But I don't want to talk to you. My mother said, keep me away from a black-hearted person like you, otherwise she is afraid that I will be led astray and keep thinking about going. Harming people."

Zheng Xiaoyan's face twisted when she heard this, and her eyes were full of hatred.

"You're just going to defend Brother Zhao like this?"

Fang Zichen said matter-of-factly, "He is my husband. If I don't defend him, why should I defend you? Do you think I'm as stupid as your aunt?"

Zheng Xiaoyan was not beaten this time. She was so irritated that the last sentence seemed to make her quite happy. She sneered and showed ridicule again: "Indeed, but is he worth it? Do you know that when he returned to Heyang this time, my husband also went with him?"

Fang Zichen frowned: "What did you say?"

Zheng Xiaoyan didn't answer and asked: "Are you sure you want me to say it here?"

Fang Zichen lowered his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking. After a while, he let go and turned sideways.

Several maids guarded the door but did not go in. Zheng Xiaoyan entered the courtyard and looked around.

As soon as you enter the small courtyard, you don't need to look at it more, just take one look and it's over.

Small and shabby.

The courtyards where everyone in the house lives are more spacious than here.

Zheng Xiaoyan smiled, full of irony: "Living in such a place, no wonder my aunt feels distressed, and no wonder he wants to go back."

Fang Zichen's heart trembled, and he couldn't help but breathe heavily. He was extremely impatient.

"What on earth do you want to say."

"I was the one who ordered Brother Zhao to be abducted. My aunt saw it, but she got pregnant. You should know all these things, right?" Fang Zichen said nothing, Zheng Peiyao looked at him With a calm look on her face, without the slightest surprise, she knew that he had known about it for a long time. She continued:

"Auntie wanted to settle this matter for the sake of my parents. She also had another reason, which was to let me and Hou House marriage."

Fang Zichen had known about this for a long time, but he still didn't think it was any surprise.

Zheng Xiaoyan was afraid that she had eaten too much this morning, so she came to him and talked nonsense.

"I deceived Zhao Xu out because I knew that if he was here, it would not be my turn. But if he is gone, my aunt can only plan for me. I will have him sent to He went to another place, far away, so that he would never be able to return to Beijing, but now he is back. If I had known, I should have had him killed."

Zheng Xiaoyan clenched her fists, as if she was filled with regret, and her face was a little ferocious. His eyes were extremely ferocious, as if he wanted to eat people alive.

"My aunt seems to be very good to me these years, but I know she still can't let go of that incident. She still has complaints and grudges against me. She also feels guilty towards Zhao Xu. She wants to compensate Zhao Xu. She wants to ······Let Zhao Xu replace me."

Fang Zichen moved his fingertips, feeling ridiculous.

"It's true that she loves Zhao Xu, and it's true that she is greedy for power. I have poor health and have been infertile for many years. I finally got pregnant, but the result was gone. My only daughter is gone. I don't know if I can have children again. , if I had no children, the position of Madam Houfu would be destined to be occupied for a long time. She has given up on me now. She wants Zhao Xu to replace me. The position of Madam Houfu can be regarded as compensation for Zhao Xu and can be stabilized again. The love between the Zhao and Li families." She looked at Fang Zichen with red eyes: "You kill two birds with one stone, don't you think so?"

Fang Zichen looked directly at her, his expression cold and his tone suppressed: "Why are you and your aunt so disgusting?"

Zheng Xiaoyan laughed softly, then suddenly rushed over, grabbing Fang Zichen's shoulders, as if epileptic, and asked in surprise and anger: "I'm disgusting? Then you think Zhao Xu is not disgusting? He does everything for the sake of glory and wealth. I'm determined to abandon you, isn't he disgusting? He's doing the same thing, so why isn't he disgusted?"

Fang Zichen was so shaken that Zheng Xiaoyan was so excited that her saliva splashed on his face. On the body, his expression was ferocious and crazy, as if he was suffering from a rabies attack or had been severely shocked. His eyes were staring with bloodshot eyes, and veins popped out on his temples.

Fang Zichen felt that this person had suddenly entered madness mode.

It seemed normal at first, but after just two sentences he went crazy.

He was a little horrified when he saw Zheng Xiaoyan acting so crazy.

This woman is crazy and looks even more terrifying than Sadako.

He quickly threw her away: "What are you talking about?"

Zheng Xiaoyan fell to the ground, as if the questioning just now had exhausted all her strength. She slowly raised her upper body, but did not get up, muttering to herself: "Am I talking nonsense? Where am I talking nonsense! I saw them together, I saw them all!"

Fang Zichen took two steps away and didn't hear clearly: "What did you say?"

"I said I saw them Together." Zheng Xiaoyan said.

Fang Zichen's heart trembled and he got angry. He pointed at Zheng Xiaoyan with his hands on his waist: "What do you mean? You came to my house and talked nonsense. Be careful I give you two fists!"

His tone was so low that it was terrifying, as if it was being squeezed from his throat. come out.

"Don't you understand?" Zheng Xiaoyan got up from the ground, looking very tired: "They went to Jingmancheng to eat together, went to Taoyuan together, together..."

Probably really stimulated, Zheng Xiaoyan spoke Confused and completely immersed in her own world, she seemed to say whatever came to her mind: "Auntie, she is so cruel! I think I can't help her, but over the years I have respected her as my own mother. Well, what's the result? As soon as Zhao Xu came back, she abandoned me like a worn-out shoe. Zhao Xu and Zhao Yunfeng are direct brothers. If he becomes the wife of the Hou Mansion, and his uncle comes down from the court, he will also have someone to help him. I am a cousin, but we are separated by one layer after all. She is afraid that I will spare no effort, and she also feels that I owe Zhao Xu, that I have robbed what should have been his, so she is now teaming up with Zhao Xu to want my husband to divorce me. "Yeah, Zhao Xu is also cruel!" She burst into tears, lifted her hair from her forehead with a loss of image, and stretched out the back of her hand.

She seemed to have been injured in these two places not long ago, and there was already a thin layer of light brown scars.

"Zhao Xu did this all." Zheng Xiaoyan said: "I begged him, but he didn't accept it. She stepped on the back of my hand. He said he would not let me go and wanted to take everything I got from him. Take them all back, what do you mean by this? Do you understand?"

Fang Zichen lowered his eyes and showed no expression, his eyes were distracted and he didn't know where he was looking.

Zheng Xiaoyan talked to herself. After Li Zhicheng returned to Heyang with the Zhao family, she had been sitting on a pins and needles these past few days. She was afraid that Li Zhicheng would find a reason to send her away when he came back. She originally said to Brother Zhao, She and Li Zhicheng were in a relationship, but that was not the case. Li Zhicheng married her in the first place just for the sake of Zhao Song. Over the years, they only respected each other as guests. Li Zhicheng was the legitimate son of the Li family. He had a sinister nature and had no regard for her at all. How much emotion.

She was worried and panicked, and had trouble sleeping and eating. The fear almost made her collapse. It was probably because she was not doing well, and she wanted to get involved. When she knew that Fang Zichen had not returned to Heyang with Brother Zhao, she looked for him.

Fang Zichen stopped listening.

He didn't take Zheng Xiaoyan's previous words seriously. In Fang Zichen's opinion, whatever Zheng Peiyao wanted to do, she could only think about it.

But... what if Brother Zhao is also willing?

The random flowers are gradually charming the eyes.

Fang Zichen's heart began to sink, and his blood vessels seemed to be surging, as if they were about to burst.

He didn't dare to listen anymore and pushed Zheng Xiaoyan out.

He had to believe Brother Zhao when it came to one-sided words. Zheng Xiaoyan was crazy and so bad. He couldn't believe even a word of her words.

He kept comforting himself in his heart.

Zheng Xiaoyan was helped away by the maid, and the original quietness returned to the yard. Fang Zichen sat on the door rail of the main room with some weakness. He lowered his head, put his hands on his knees, and stared at the ground, not knowing what he was thinking. , it was not until the two nuns came back and called him twice, but saw that he didn't respond, that they stepped forward and told him to get up because the ground was cold, did Fang Zichen come back to his senses.

He got up and went back to the house. He could no longer stand the travel notes that he had been reading so enthusiastically. There was movement in the courtyard outside. When he came to the window, he saw a grandma squatting on the ground and picking out the dregs of medicine in a medicine jar.

Fang Zichen walked over and said in a deep voice: "Is this my medicine?"

Grandma shook her head: "No, this is Master Six's medicine jar. Sir, your medicine can be brewed two more times, so you don't have to pour it out so fast."

Fang Zichen Asked: "Is it the medicine for the wind and cold last time?"

"Ah?" Grandma was a little confused: "What medicine for the wind and cold? Master, did you catch a cold?"

Fang Zichen said: "That time in spring, Brother Zhao was not Did you catch a cold? Isn't this medicine from that time?"

Grandma seemed to remember: "Oh, yes, yes, it's the cold medicine that Master Six drank last time. I have a bad memory, so don't blame me."

Her acting skills were quite poor in Fang Zichen's opinion.

Fang Zichen went back to the room, found a handkerchief, and asked her to wrap up the medicine residue.

They were sent by Zhao Song, and Fang Zichen never doubted them too much.

He went directly to the medical clinic to find Master Li.

Master Li opened the medicine dregs he brought, took one look at it, and said, "Show me this, what's wrong with this medicine?"

"What medicine is this?" Fang Zichen asked.

Master Li replied: "Medicine to avoid phlegm."

Fang Zichen's face suddenly turned pale, and he asked without giving up: "Medicine to evade phlegm? Are you sure? Isn't this medicine for wind and cold?"

Master Li glared at him: "I have been practicing medicine for decades. How can you not recognize these ordinary anti-inflammatory and cold medicines?"

Fang Zichen wiped his face. He heard Master Li ask him if he wanted to grab another one for Brother Zhao. If you don't take this medicine, you have to drink it immediately after sex. It is a poisonous medicine. If it is taken too often, it will be harmful to the body over time. If you don't want children yet, it is best to change the medicine.

Fang Zichen felt his temples beating, and his chest felt like a stone was falling, feeling extremely heavy.

He said no, took the dregs of the medicine, thanked him, and walked back. He was so lost that he didn't know how he got home.

It wasn't until he sat on the edge of the bed that he came back to his senses from that hazy state.

He firmly held the ball of medicine residue in his hand, and his thoughts couldn't help but wander.

He remembered that he also smelled the smell of traditional Chinese medicine in Qingzhuyuan. Was it also a medicine for repelling children?

Why did Brother Zhao drink this?

He was drugged by Lian Niang back then, and he couldn't survive even as a tadpole. Doctor Xu said that he wouldn't be able to have children within a few years.

Brother Zhao knew clearly, why did he still drink?

He clearly wanted a child back then.

Moreover, when he went back to live in the Zhao Mansion, he didn't even go with him. Brother Zhao also drank it...

Master Li said that he would take this medicine after going to the brothel...

He didn't want to suspect anything, What can this mean? But Brother Zhao also lied to him.

If you were honest, why would you lie to him?

Brother Zhao used to be so clingy to him, but after the New Year, he often ran to Zhao's house. Was he really attracted to the child, or was he making up an excuse?

Fang Zichen touched his hair and felt that it seemed to have a little color.

Last time I went to Taoyuan, the horse kept sniffing and snorting at his head. Did he smell grass?

He urgently wanted to ask Brother Zhao what was going on.

Everything is pointing in the same direction. But Fang Zichen was determined not to look. The answer was already laid out in front of him. He turned his head desperately, not daring to look at it. He didn't ask Brother Zhao personally, and Brother Zhao didn't admit it personally. He wouldn't believe it even to death.

Brother Zhao loves him so much, how could he betray him.

But people change.

Someone in his head was saying that people change.

Fang Zichen choked.

People do change.

Even stubborn rocks can change, let alone people?

Just like him before, he was not like this before. He used to be generous and spend money like water, but what about now? When he buys a meat bun, he would like to bargain with someone else and give him half a copper. He has never been like this before!

But within a few years, he had completely changed.

He scratched his head and fell in love with taking advantage of others...

The capital is blooming with flowers. Brother Zhao, are you also fascinated? Compared with love and material things, an innocent girl will regard love as everything, but after experiencing the hardships of life and suffering from no money, she will be more realistic.

When a person is hungry, he does not think about love. He only has one thought... that is to fill his stomach.

Brother Zhao, he has suffered, and he knows what it feels like. Now, do you want to choose a better life?

His thoughts were messy, like a ball of tangled threads. The more he tried to untie them, the more tightly they became entangled. His brain was cramping and almost bursting. My mind was in chaos, and I felt confused that I couldn't see the way forward clearly.

In the evening, his grandma called him to eat, but Fang Zichen didn't go out. The house was so quiet that it was unbearable. He kept in that position and sat on the edge of the bed for half the night, until his bones became stiff and his whole body was cold, then he lay down with his clothes on.

I was obviously very sleepy, but when I closed my eyes, the scene I saw in Taoyuan and Zheng Xiaoyan's words flashed through my mind over and over again. I finally fell asleep, but then I had that dream again.

It's still the same mountain, Brother Zhao still looks thin, his cheeks are sunken, his appearance is young and raw, his clothes are full of patches, he must have patched them himself, the needlework is rough, the clothes are even more shabby, his whole body is trembling, He stretched out his hand tremblingly to push away the person pressing him, but the person grabbed him and interlocked their fingers.

······Brother Zhao put his arms around the man's shoulders and neck, and buried his head tightly in his chest. His voice was unclear, sounding like pain and joy.

Dreaming again, Fang Zichen's eyes were still split, so he rushed over. The man raised his head, still had those familiar eyes. He seemed to glance to the side, and Fang Zichen looked with him. It was the tree in the middle that looked like a tree. Hollowed out tree.

Fang Zichen had an impression of this tree. When he went to the mountain to look for Xiaofeng, he had seen it outside the cave. It seemed familiar to him at that time, but now he suddenly dreamed of it.

When I woke up, I was exhausted.

Fang Zichen couldn't figure things out yesterday and felt that he was probably not good at solving crimes and investigating this case.

There are specialties in the art industry.

Nowadays, when you encounter difficult cases, you can only call in professionals.

Fang Zichen lit three sticks of incense and asked Conan to get up.

He started to understand.

Although the threads are messy, there are traces to follow.

Guaizi looks like him, he looks like Meng Ruqing, and Li Zhicheng also looks like Meng Ruqing,

so Li Zhicheng looks like him. Zhao Yunyue also said last time that their eyes are very similar.

Oh shit.

Almost as soon as he realized this, Fang Zichen began to feel violently uncomfortable again.

That bitch Li Zhicheng looks like a traitor. If Li Zhicheng looks like him, doesn't he also look like a traitor?

This...

this discovery made him even more uncomfortable than the moment Fang Zichen guessed that he was probably green.

The boy's eyebrows resembled his, so he must be similar to Li Zhicheng. The boy looked like Li Zhicheng~

He thought of that dream. The only eyes that could be seen clearly about the man in the dream did indeed resemble Li Zhicheng, but that person was definitely not Li Zhicheng. , if it was Li Zhicheng, he would have brought Brother Zhao back to Beijing, who would it be?

There is no such person in Xiaohe Village, so he must be a salesman!

That peddler might have eyes that looked exactly like Li Zhicheng's, and he looked like him, so Brother Zhao didn't resist.

Although he was only seven years old when he was abducted, when he was seven years old, his mind was filled with the adventures of Ultraman and Little Carp, but Brother Zhao was different. This ancient man was so precocious, and he was so stupid every time he saw Yang Mingyi. I knew that Brother Zhao might have liked her a long time ago and would never forget her. Otherwise, how could he still recognize Li Zhicheng immediately after not seeing her for more than ten years?

If it were him, Li Zhicheng would be able to forget about Li Zhicheng's arrogance.

Fang Zichen felt extremely uncomfortable when he thought of this.

He had thought well before, thinking that Brother Zhao was greedy for beauty for not resisting, and he did not want to think deeply about the second situation. Now he had to think about it, but he felt it was so reasonable.

Damn, the case is solved!

This damn brother, I have to give him a few slaps when I come back tomorrow.

Fang Zichen wiped away his tears, feeling aggrieved.

A good man like him, who was good in the hall and in the kitchen, was on the verge of extinction. He didn't expect that one day he would be raped.

Brother Zhao is so damn blind.

If he had known that it would be like this today, he would have never let Brother Zhao get his hands on him.

Early the next morning, he couldn't wait, went into the kitchen, grabbed a stick, and went to the city gate to wait.

The temperature was still dropping. It was obviously very cold, but Fang Zichen's breathing was suffocated. The cold air inhaled into his lungs seemed to bring him no oxygen except the coldness. His whole body felt uncomfortable, his breath was hot, and his throat was unbearably dry. He stood in the open space to the right of the city gate, staring straight ahead.

However, by the evening, no one was there.

Afraid that I might get the time wrong, I asked the officers and soldiers guarding the city. The officers and soldiers said that the round trip from the capital to Heyang would take at most nine days.

Yes, today is the ninth day!

Then why hasn't Brother Zhao come back yet?

Fang Zichen scratched his head and thought about it, and then he felt that he was probably confused. He would have to go there for a day or two if he went back to visit the grave.

He carried the stick back

and came back on the morning of the 14th, but after waiting for a whole day, he still didn't see anyone.

Fang Zichen felt something was wrong and ran to the Zhao Mansion to ask. Zhao Song was shocked when he saw him and asked him if he hadn't eaten well recently. Why have you lost a lot of weight?

Can I not lose weight?

He is so green, he can't even eat, and he hasn't slept well for several nights. How can he not lose weight?

Now I am supported by the thought of 'wanting to beat Brother Zhao to death', otherwise I would have been lying down and unable to get up.

"Why hasn't Brother Zhao come back yet?" he asked hoarsely, and he coughed violently as soon as he finished speaking.

Zhao Song went to touch his forehead and frowned: "You have a fever. Have you seen the doctor?"

Fang Zichen threw away his hand irritably and repeated: "Brother Zhao, why haven't you come back yet?"

There was no warning for his violence. Zhao Song was a little startled: "Brother Zhao, didn't he send someone to tell you?"

Fang Zichen's fingertips embedded in his palms were numb with anger: "What did you say?"

Zhao Song replied: "They will return on the National Day. , but Brother Zhao didn't feel well, so he went back."

As soon as he got on the carriage and came out of Heyang City, Brother Zhao felt uncomfortable again. His stomach kept falling, and his head started to feel dizzy again. , He was so uncomfortable that he couldn't bear it. Grandpa Zhao sent someone to call the doctor. He took a pulse for a long time and found nothing, but Brother Zhao's face was ugly and tense. When asked where he felt uncomfortable, he couldn't tell him. So when he came, he felt that his whole body was sore and uncomfortable, tired and inexplicably irritable, so Grandpa Zhao postponed his trip.

Afraid that he would not be able to go back as scheduled, the capital was worried, so he asked Zheng Peiyao to arrange for someone to go back and report first.

Fang Zichen's eyes were gloomy. Zhao Song said he had a fever. Has he taken any medicine?

Fang Zichen shook his head.

"Nonsense." Zhao Song scolded him: "You are sick and you are running around in such clothes. I will ask the doctor to come and take a look at you."

Fang Zichen said: "No need."

He was not in the right state. Zhao Song thought about it. Thinking: "Brother Zhao is fine, don't worry."

"I'm not worried."

Zhao Song just thought he was being tough, but he also felt that Brother Zhao and the others were acting inappropriately. Since they couldn't come back after something happened, they sent someone first. Come back and let me know, why don't you go to Guangfu Street and tell me?

He asked Fang Zichen to stay in the house, but Fang Zichen didn't respond.

After returning home, he fell ill.

He has not been sick for so long since he came to Daxia. This is probably because he was raised well as a child and his body has always been as strong as an ox. It is rare for him to get sick. If this small cold had been left alone, he would drink two cups of hot water. , if it doesn't work, just put some money in front of him, he thinks he can be active again, but now he can't get up, the disease is coming fiercely, the fever will not go away for several days, making him in a daze, and suddenly he is in a state of confusion. During the repeated cycles of hot and cold, he couldn't control it. All he could think about was Brother Zhao, and the boy who had been raising him for several years and had left him empty pockets, but he didn't grow much.

At the end of March, Brother Zhao still hadn't come back.

After the initial anger, Fang Zichen returned to his normal state. He looked no different from usual. After recovery, he could eat and sleep again. Xia Jinghong came to see him, and he said with a smile, Your Majesty, you are really good. Leisure, Xia Jinghong's talk about leisure, that's not enough for you. If you continue to wander outside, I will look for you if the streets of the capital are ruined.

Fang Zichen put his hand under the table, gestured with his middle finger, and said nothing.

On April 6th, Zhao Song came over. He seemed very excited, his eyes were shining, he patted Fang Zichen on the shoulder, and kept saying with a smile that Brother Zhao was pregnant.

This was nothing short of a thunderbolt.

It was no different than saying to the eunuch: "Congratulations, you are now a father."

Fang Zichen couldn't laugh at all.

The author has something to say:

Ah! Still haven't reached the stage of chasing my husband.

Guys, don't rush to scold Brother Zhao yet...