Their Lucky Star Was Transmigrated!

"Evil obstacle, evil obstacle!"

With a cold face, Mrs. Xu raised her hand and pointed at the door, "Go outside and kneel, I don't want to see you now!"

"Grandma, then, this errand..."

"roll--"

...

When the old lady Xu in the Xu residence was furious and Xu Huaiyi, the Duke of Antai, was shameless, another team of imperial envoys came to Anshun County to pass the decree.

In this team of imperial envoys, Zhao Rui has always been naive, and has successfully won the approval of everyone in the team.

There were a few officials from the Ministry of Rites who accompanied Yan Jing to Mr. Xu's house last time to pass the decree. They were also old acquaintances with Zhao Rui. After all, they lived in the Zhao family's inn.

The team that passed the decree this time, naturally, at the will of Emperor Yongping, came to reward the too kind-hearted Master Zhao Er.

Wealthy Hou!

This is the canonization that Emperor Yongping gave to Zhao Bingxiao, Zhao Er.

The power of one person has helped the disaster-stricken people of the entire Xiangyi Prefecture. With such financial resources, it is no exaggeration to call it "rich and noble".

Knowing that his master was actually made a marquis, Zhao Rui really didn't expect it. Therefore, along the way, the mission team will take care of me in every possible way.

When the team arrived in Anshun County, Zuoqiu, who had just returned from the field, got the news and immediately summoned all the officials of the county government to hurriedly greet the imperial team.

As a result, the team that passed the decree did not stop at the county seat, and went straight through the city to Sanhe Town.

Zhao Rui rushed to Sanhe Town with the imperial convoy in such a hurry, purely because he was worried that something might go wrong.

When the imperial decree is read, and his master becomes a rich and noble prince, he can feel at ease.

Zhao Rui, who once collapsed in front of Mount Tai and remained unchanged, is really unable to calm down now.

Fortunately, nothing unexpected happened.

The team successfully arrived at Sanhe Town and read the imperial edict.

The moment Zhao Bingzheng received the imperial decree, he officially became a marquis of the Tang Dynasty, a wealthy marquis.

"It's a bit tacky!"

Zhao Bingzheng accepted the order, and when no one was there, he was a little unhappy.

Rich, rich, it sounds a bit rustic.

When Zhao Rui placed everyone in the imperial envoy and returned to the front of Mr. Zhao Er, he raised his eyebrows proudly at his master and said, "Master, how is it, I've done a good job on this errand!"

"Master Hou!"

"Little Wu, was my title set by the emperor? Or who set it?"

Zhao Bingzhen looked at Zhao Rui and asked slowly.

"Uh, this is the advice given by Master Yan Jingyan. The disciple thinks it's pretty good, and it suits you, Master!"

"Sure enough, this stinky boy!"

Zhao Bingzheng snorted, "I just said, how could the emperor be so cheesy. After a long time of trouble, it's the stinky boy Yan Jing who is blocking the old man again!"

"Master, isn't this title pretty good?"

"We are rich, it's a fact!"

Zhao Rui didn't think there was anything wrong with the title of rich and noble lord. On the contrary, he also felt that this title was very suitable for his master.

"Little Wu, you use the dialect of our capital to say the word wealth and honor!"

"Fuguier... Fuguier..."

Zhao Rui really followed Zhao Bingzheng's words, and only said it twice, Zhao Rui's face also became a little ugly.

"Master, I was wrong!"

"Yan Jing, this bastard, I'm not finished with him!"

Zhao Rui is about to get angry.

Fuguier, Fuguier, in the dialect of the capital, it is like calling a fool. Some people like to name their dog Fuguier.

Fuguihou, this is so deceiving!

"Okay, don't be angry!"

Zhao Bingzheng thought very much, "Isn't it just a title?"

"Besides, I probably won't go back to the capital again in my life. What is the title called, that's all it is!"

"I'm just wondering, Yan Jing, this stinky boy, even if he doesn't like this old man, he won't use such a rude method."

"Master, why do you care about this?"

"This breath, I can't swallow it anyway!"

Zhao Rui thought that he was still happily thanking Yan Jing at that time, and his heart was like a needle stick.

"As you please!"

Zhao Bingzheng smiled, "It's enough to beat him, don't make too much noise. Although this stinky boy has a poisonous mouth, his nature is not bad, and he can handle things."

"How can one fight be enough? I have to arrange three meals a day for him."

"It's so irritating!"

Zhao Rui was really angry at this moment.

I think he has always been very clever before, but this time, he was actually given a routine.

"Don't be angry, since you're back, help me keep an eye on the dragon boat race!"

"Master, what are you going to do in the dragon boat race?"

When he heard his master talk about the dragon boat race, Zhao Rui was even more puzzled.

Dragon boat races are available in many places in Datang.

In previous years, his master had no interest in this kind of thing at all. Why is this year so special, that this dragon boat race is mentioned over and over again.

"You shouldn't ask, don't ask!"

"When the time comes, you will naturally understand."

Zhao Bingzhen waved his hand and did not explain much.

Zhao Rui couldn't ask why, so he could only suppress the doubts in his heart and find someone to inquire about the current situation of the dragon boat race.

...

Lingshui Village, old Xu family.

Old Master Xu saw Zuoqiu who came in a hurry again.

From Zuoqiu's mouth, Mr. Xu knew that Zhao Bingzhen was canonized as a rich and noble marquis.

A rich and noble prince!

In this Anshun County boundary, Zhao Bingxiao immediately became the most honorable person.

According to the etiquette system, Mr. Xu, the seventh-rank filial piety, should go to visit Zhao Bingzhen, the first-rank wealthy marquis.

"Brother, this is the etiquette!"

"Even if you have any grudges against the rich and noble marquis, at this time, you can only put them aside for the time being."

"I know!"

Mr. Xu felt as if he had eaten a fly.

He didn't think that Zhao Bingzheng donated hundreds of millions of family wealth just to get a false name as a marquis, so that he could go to see him.

There must be some secret in this, and Zhao Bingxiao must have other plans. ,

But what exactly is Zhao Bingzheng plotting, Mr. Xu has no clues at all, and there is no guessing at all.

"Brother, this, you have to go as soon as possible to meet the rich and noble marquis. Don't let people grab your braids. Today, we are too weak!"

Even if Yan Jing and Shen Wansheng were brought in, they would not be enough to see a first-rank prince.

"Don't worry, I'm not a three-year-old child, so I won't be impatient!"

Mr. Xu smiled slightly, so that Zuoqiu didn't need to worry.

Well, no matter what his little uncle is trying to figure out.

As long as he stands upright and everything is upright, he is not afraid of these little conspiracies.

"Brother, then I'll go back first!"

"There's been a lot of things going on in the yamen recently!"

"The matter of the Yang clan can't be delayed any longer. Recently, I may not have time to come again!"

"Brother, take care of yourself!"

After Zuoqiu said something, a black line appeared on Mr. Xu's forehead when he heard it.

Why does Zuoqiu feel so wrong when he speaks good words?

However, before Mr. Xu could say anything, Zuo Qiu also realized that what he said seemed a little strange, and with an embarrassed expression on his face, he quickly explained, "Brother, I didn't mean that."

Wait, what do I mean?

Zuo Qiu recalled what he said just now, and it seemed that there was no problem.

Mr. Xu quickly waved his hand and said, "Don't say it anymore, if you continue, I think I'm about to face a great disaster now!"

"Uh……"

Zuo Qiu was even more embarrassed.

Old Man Xu laughed, stood up, and said, "Fourth brother, I understand what you mean, and nothing will happen to me. Marquis Fugui, it's my uncle."

"I've never been sorry to my mother, so he won't trouble me."

As for what kind of person his little uncle is, Mr. Xu is also a little confused. However, in general, he can still understand a thing or two.

The matter of his mother being a mother should have left some obsession in his little uncle's heart.

This obsession is like a double-edged sword that can hurt others as well as yourself.

In the same way, this obsession also puts Mr. Xu in an awkward position. The embarrassment is that he is his mother's son, but he still has the blood of the Xu family that his uncle hates.

Mr. Xu couldn't understand what Zhao Bingzheng was going to do, but he understood that as long as he didn't return to the Xu family, his uncle would have no reason to shoot at him.

Zuoqiu didn't know these secrets, but he was somewhat relieved when he saw that Mr. Xu was clearly in his chest.

As he said, he has been really busy recently.

Life is short and he must race against time.

...

"Boss, go and prepare two chickens and two ducks, and go with me to my relatives!"

After sending Zuoqiu away, Mr. Xu, who returned home, immediately called Boss Xu.

"What relatives are you going to?"

Boss Xu was quite stunned, "Father, do you still have relatives here? Why didn't I know?"

"Go to town!"

Mr. Xu gave his eldest son an angry look, "Your uncle has just been conferred the title of first-rank wealthy marquis. Your father and I, the seventh-rank Xiaoyi Lang, are supposed to go to see him."

"what?!"

Boss Xu was dumbfounded, "Father, what did my uncle do? Isn't it too easy to get this title?"

"There is a severe drought in our Xiangyi Mansion, and the two hundred catties of millet in each family are issued by the imperial court on the surface. In fact, this is the handwriting of your little uncle."

"Do you think this title is easy to come by?"

"No, it's not easy!"

Boss Xu was completely shocked.

With such a large amount of money, his little uncle is really rich to rival the country. Just, is it worth it?

Mr. Xu ignored Mr. Xu and went into the house to find Mrs. Xu and asked her to take Fubao with her.

"Master, you bring two chickens and two ducks. Wouldn't it be rude?"

"It depends on what my little uncle thinks!"

Why bring two chickens, two ducks, this is very particular.

Because when he was young, his mother often hummed an interesting song to him, and the lyrics included two lines like this, a chicken in the left hand, a duck in the right hand, and a fat doll on his back.

His mother said, this song is called returning to her mother's house.

However, from the day they came out of the Xu residence, his mother had lost her mother's house and could not go back to her mother's house!