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Zhao Cheng's face was cold, and he only bowed to his father in obedience, then faced his son, "Go and ask Zhi to take the luggage in."

Zhao Hu was unhappy, "The servant is right here. You just instruct the servant to do what you want the child to do?"

Zhao Zheng, who was only eight years old, immediately said: "Weng Weng, there are many precious books in the luggage. The servant's hands are heavy. It will be bad if they fall. I'd better go."

Zhao Hu: "Who dares to drop such a valuable thing? I will kill him!"

Zhao Cheng's face darkened and he shouted to Zhao Zheng, "You've talked so much, why don't you go quickly!"

Zhao Zheng turned around and ran away.

Zhao Hu couldn't help but jump on his feet, "Why are you so angry with the child?"

Zhao Cheng lowered his eyes and said nothing. Zhao Hu became even more angry and was about to point at his nose and curse when a familiar, cold voice sounded, "Brother Cheng is back."

The curse words that Zhao Hu was about to say were stuck in his throat, but his face was livid and ugly.

Zhao Cheng's expression softened, although his face was still cold. When he saw Zhao Ming walking up, Zhao Cheng raised his hands, bowed, and called out respectfully: "Brother Ming."

Zhao Ming nodded and invited him, "I have set up a table at home. Will you come with me for a drink?"

Zhao Cheng agreed without thinking, turned around and left with him.

Zhao Hu opened his mouth wide and said angrily: "It's Xiaoxue today. Even though she's already at home, she doesn't even stay home to eat..."

Zhao Cheng could stay away from home for five or six consecutive years in order not to see his father, so how could he care about a small solar term reunion?

Zhao Ming simply invited Zhao Hu over and said, "Uncle Qi, please come over too. Father misses you too."

Only then did Zhao Hu shut up. He also knew that he could not keep Zhao Cheng, so he mumbled in agreement and went to take his grandson Zhao Zheng with him.

Zhao Ming knew that Zhao Cheng was upset, so he took him to a pavilion in the backyard to sit alone.

Zhao Ming poured him a glass of wine and asked, "You won't leave when you come back this time, right?"

Zhao Cheng frowned, "A few children are homesick, and because something happened in Wubao, I want to take them back for a visit. I'll have to leave when the weather gets warmer next year."

"The world is in chaos, and thieves are rampant outside. If you go out, you won't learn much, and you will lose your life in vain." Zhao Ming said: "Instead of being tired of running around outside, it is better to settle down in your hometown and study quietly. Of course, if you can stay in the clan and study It would be better if I share the burden with Uncle Eleven."

Zhao Cheng looked indifferent, "When I entered Wubao, I saw white linen hanging in many houses. Obviously, the house is not peaceful. How can we calm down?"

"It is precisely because of the unrest that you need to stay in Xiping. Do you want to stand by and watch the family suffer?"

Zhao Cheng didn't say anything.

Zhao Ming sighed and said: "Sanniang is a girl who has the ambition to protect the family. As an uncle, how can you still be behind her?"

Zhao Cheng: "I was just about to ask my brother. What you said in your letter was not very clear. How can a girl like Sanniang be the head of Xiping County?"

Zhao Ming raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "You haven't seen her, but you will understand when you do. I am afraid that she will not only be the master of Xiping County, but also the master of Shangcai County in the future."

"I've seen her."

Zhao Ming was surprised, "What? When did you see me?"

"I met her on the way back to Wubao," Zhao Cheng thought for a while and said, "She is indeed unruly. She is not like an ordinary girl and cannot be treated like a girl."

Zhao Ming smiled and said: "Everyone will grow up. When you encounter different things when you grow up, you will naturally grow into a different person."

He said: "Her temperament and character used to be very similar to Zhizhi's, but now..."

Zhao Ming thought for a while and then smiled and said: "But I look a lot like uncle."

Zhao Cheng was surprised, this was a very high praise. After all, the smartest and most accomplished among the three generations of the Zhao family is Zhao Changyu.

Zhao Ming really wanted to keep Zhao Cheng. Thinking of Zhao Hanzhang's shamelessness, he said enthusiastically: "I will take you to see her tomorrow. Speaking of which, you were the one who had the best relationship with Zhi in the clan back then."

Zhao Cheng did not refuse, and there was a noise from the front yard, which was the sound of someone speaking loudly.

Zhao Cheng asked, "Sanniang is in charge of Xiping County. He didn't cause her any trouble, right?"

Zhao Ming knew he was asking Zhao Hu, so he smiled and shook his head, "No."

Zhao Cheng didn't believe it and sneered: "You don't have to cover for him. Uncle is so majestic and can't suppress him, let alone Sanniang?"

Zhao Ming shook his head and said: "Uncle can't suppress Uncle Qi because he is not in Xiping. Besides, you have underestimated Zhao Sanniang, our niece..."

Zhao Ming couldn't help but shake his head and sigh when he thought of his father who was always bewitched by her.

At this time, Zhao Hanzhang and his family had just made brown sugar ginger tea and were sitting on the mats by the window. The bamboo curtains were rolled up and the window was opened.

Seeing the small snowflakes falling in the sky, Zhao Hanzhang exclaimed, "It's really snowing!"

Zhao Erlang was also very excited, jumped up and ran out, and even dragged Fu Tinghan out.

Mrs. Wang hurriedly shouted: "Put on your fox fur quickly, don't get cold."

Seeing Zhao Hanzhang looking at him with a smile and not following him out, she pushed her and said, "You can go play with them, I don't need you to accompany me here."

Zhao Hanzhang shook his head, "I don't like playing in the snow. I'm cold. Mom, let's talk."

Mrs. Wang hadn't communicated with her daughter for a long time. She didn't know what to say, so she asked, "What did you say?"

"Tell me about Uncle Zitu."

Wang thought for a while and then said: "He hugged you when you were a child and liked you very much. Your father once wanted you to recognize him as your father."

Zhao Hanzhang was surprised, "Why?"

Wang sighed, "Seventh uncle is ridiculous. The relationship between father and son has reached the point of incompatibility. Your uncle has no intention of marrying. He said that it is very painful to have a child in such a family. Therefore, You must cut off your bloodline."

Zhao Hanzhang opened his mouth. Even in modern times, such thoughts are incomprehensible.

Because you have a bad relationship with your father, and in order to prevent your father’s bloodline from being passed on, you don’t get married or have children?

This is true in modern times, let alone now more than a thousand years ago.

But……

Zhao Hanzhang recalled the genealogy in his mind and said blankly: "But doesn't my uncle have a son now? The genealogy says his name is Zhao Zheng. This year should be..."

"Eight years old," Mrs. Wang sighed deeply and said, "It is because of this child that your uncle went away to a foreign country. He never returned to Xiping. Even when he came back, he lived outside Wubao. He did not want to live with him. Your seventh uncle is under the same roof."

"Why?"

Wang hesitated, not wanting to talk about such elder gossip.

Zhao Hanzhang hurriedly took her hand and said, "Mom, I think my uncle is a rare talent, and he is familiar with my father, so I want to ask him to help me, but I see that he is cold to others. If you don't tell me, I will What should I do if I violate a taboo when interacting with him?"

"Your uncle is not a narrow-minded person. As long as he observes etiquette, how can he violate taboos?"

But he was afraid that she would be rude. She had already been rude in front of him once today.