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Zhao Hanzhang's emotions came and went quickly. Being comforted by Fu Tinghan, she became full of energy again. She nodded heavily and said: "You are right, we just do our best!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, with stars in their eyes.

When Zhao Ming and Ji Yuan walked out, what they saw was the scene of the two people looking at each other under the lantern, and both of them couldn't help but pause in their steps.

Just as Ji Yuan was about to find an excuse to send Zhao Ming away, he heard him cough slightly, and Ji Yuan could only remain silent.

Zhao Hanzhang and Fu Tinghan turned around when they heard the voice, with smiles on their faces.

When Zhao Hanzhang saw the two of them, his smile became even brighter, and he called out with a smile, "Uncle Ming, Mr. Ji."

However, Zhao Ming felt that this smile was very fake, completely different from the heartfelt smile just now, and had no emotion at all, so he was too lazy to talk nonsense with her and said directly: "Have someone open the city gate, I want to leave the city."

Zhao Hanzhang stayed as a guest, "The night is already dark. Although it is midsummer, it is still a bit cool. Uncle, why don't you stay one night and come back tomorrow."

Zhao Ming's excuse was simple and crude, "I'm not used to living outside."

Zhao Hanzhang saw that he seemed unhappy and did not dare to provoke him too much.

Alas, Uncle Ming is moody, as if he is going through menopause~

But at Uncle Ming's age... isn't menopause a bit too early?

Zhao Hanzhang could only summon a carriage and send people out of the city in person.

Can the closed city gate be opened at will?

Except for Zhao Hanzhang herself, no one could order the officers and soldiers to open the door late at night. She did not want to break this rule, so she personally sent Zhao Ming to the city gate.

The soldier guarding the door opened a small door, large enough for a carriage to pass through.

Zhao Hanzhang got out of the car and waved to Zhao Ming, "Uncle, be careful on the road."

Zhao Ming waved to her. It was not far from Wubao, just over a quarter of an hour.

Zhao Hanzhang remembered something and said with a smile: "There is no Uncle Xie Ming yet."

Zhao Ming couldn't stand her playful smile and asked, "Why are you thanking me?"

"If you hadn't asked Magistrate Gao for support, today's meeting with the magistrates would not have gone so smoothly..."

Zhao Ming interrupted her directly, "Who told you that I asked him for help?"

Zhao Hanzhang was stunned, "Isn't it?"

Zhao Ming glanced at her with disdain, "Don't follow these crooked ways."

He dropped the curtain with a swipe and said to the coachman: "Go home!"

The coachman responded, cracked his whip and left.

Zhao Hanzhang could only take a step back and watch the carriage go away silently. It wasn't him. That County Magistrate Gao... really admired her!

Zhao Hanzhang's heart was bubbling, and he happily said to the soldiers who escorted her out: "What are you still doing in a daze? Let's catch up."

The soldiers quickly mounted their horses, and Zhao Hanzhang said loudly: "You must send my beloved uncle back to Wubao safely~~"

The sound floated far away, and it was difficult for the carriage that had just walked not far away to hear it.

Zhao Ming rubbed his forehead with a headache. He thought about it but couldn't help laughing. He didn't know who this child looked like.

The uncle is such an upright and serious person. Although he is a little bold in governing, he is also humble. Not to mention Wang, who is as timid as a rabbit. How come the child he gave birth to is so... bold and shameless?

Zhao Hanzhang watched everyone go away, and then turned back to the city.

The small door was closed behind her. Zhao Hanzhang looked at the soldiers guarding on both sides, thinking that they were already here, so he simply didn't leave in a hurry and asked, "How long will you be on duty?"

The soldier said: "Go back to the girl, we will take over when we are ugly."

Zhao Hanzhang nodded slightly and asked, "Is there any difficulty in guarding the city gate?"

Although the soldier could see Zhao Hanzhang often, it was the first time he spoke to him, so he was very excited. He replied loudly: "It's not difficult, not at all."

Zhao Hanzhang was startled by his voice. When he reacted, he smiled and hissed. He reached out and patted his shoulder and said, "Good job. Is there anyone else at home?"

The soldier shook his head and smiled: "No, I am the only survivor in my family. I came here as a refugee. The girl is kind-hearted and took me in."

Zhao Hanzhang's eyes were slightly moist, and he nodded and said: "Work hard, and when you save enough money, I will find you a wife."

The soldier's eyes lit up, "Really?"

Zhao Hanzhang nodded: "Really!"

When Zhao Hanzhang returned home, Tinghe immediately came to greet him, "Girl, do you want to eat or take a bath first?"

"Let's take a shower. I have no appetite right now."

Today she was really exhausted physically and mentally. She felt even more tired than going to the battlefield.

Zhao Hanzhang took off his belt, threw it on the couch, and asked, "Have mother and Erlang rested?"

"The lights in Madam's room are still on, but Erlang has gone to sleep."

Zhao Hanzhang nodded, took off his clothes, and entered the bathroom with only his inner clothes on, "Go and tell mother that I came back to sleep, and let her rest in peace."

"yes."

When Mrs. Wang received the news, she did not go to sleep immediately. Instead, she took Qinggu to the yard to burn incense and worship. She knelt on the ground and knelt down in front of the incense burner, then half-raised her head to look at the stars in the sky, and whispered: "Treat it. Did you see that our Sanniang has grown up?"

Zhao Erlang, who was in the side room of the same courtyard, was fast asleep. After talking about his daughter, Mrs. Wang glanced at her son's room sadly and sighed, her daughter had grown up, but her son still had many years to go before he was born. , the most important thing is that although he is old, he may not really grow up.

Wang has been trying to make Zhao Erlang read, but with little success. Since he went to the military camp, his study has been postponed indefinitely. Up to now, he can only barely recognize a few words.

Zhao Hanzhang didn't worry about this. She got up early the next morning and practiced her sword in the yard. Then she went to bathe and change clothes, and then went to have breakfast.

Because the Wang family was there, they had breakfast as a family, and Fu Tinghan was also there.

Mrs. Wang smiled and asked Fu Tinghan to have some porridge. She turned around and saw her son eating a steamed bun. She paused for a moment and then considered: "Erlang, do you want to go to the school with my mother to learn a few words today?"

Zhao Erlang shook his head repeatedly.

Wang frowned and looked at Zhao Hanzhang with disapproval, "Sanniang, Erlang should still know some words. Otherwise, let alone official documents, I won't even be able to correspond with you in the future."

Zhao Hanzhang said: "He is learning how to read, but don't force him. Don't worry, Mom. Zhao Cai around him is smart. I've been asking people to teach him. From now on, he will read official documents and letters to Erlang."

She raised her head and glanced at Lu Hu, who was waiting outside, and said to Zhao Erlang: "You and Lu Hu follow Zhao Cai to learn Chinese characters when you have free time. You can recognize as many as you can."

Zhao Erlang had a sad face, but he didn't dare to fool his sister like he fooled his mother, so he could only nod.

Fu Tinghan glanced at him and said to him: "Let me teach you. You are very smart. Let's find out the rules of words together. This may be more efficient."