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Fu Tinghan was a little worried and lowered his voice: "Fu Zhong...my grandfather said that the King of Donghai is a little crazy now."

"I know, but my grandfather has a very good reputation. As long as he is still alive, the King of East China Sea can throw dirty water on him, but now... no matter how domineering he is, he has to take care of the public opinion of the world."

Zhao Hanzhang bet that the King of East China Sea did not dare to directly confront the noble clans, and still needed that little bit of fame to maintain political balance.

She took out the memorial she kept in her arms and handed it to him, "You should leave before dawn."

Zhao Ji squeezed forward and asked in a low voice: "Xiannephew, when you came, did your grandfather mention the situation outside?"

Fu Tinghan said: "My grandfather is already contacting the court officials and plans to go to the palace to give advice at dawn."

Zhao Zhongyu frowned when he heard this, "Then you came to my Zhao family, weren't you sent by your grandfather?"

Fu Tinghan did not answer directly, but said: "Grandpa Zhao is seriously ill. I was worried about his health, so I went to find Uncle Zhao to bring me in."

Zhao Zhongyu pondered and looked at Zhao Hanzhang, "Sanniang, let Changrong take Dalang and Erlang out, just in case."

Zhao Sanniang lowered her eyes and thought for a while, then raised her head and looked at Zhao Erlang, "Erlang, are you leaving?"

Although Zhao Erlang was ignorant, he also knew that his grandfather had just passed away. There were still tears on his face at this time. He shook his head repeatedly and retreated into his mother's arms, pulling her and refusing to leave, "I want to talk to my mother-in-law." Together, sister."

Zhao Hanzhang nodded and said to Zhao Zhongyu: "Uncle, my grandfather has paved the way for us. As the son of my Zhao family, I can weigh the pros and cons, but I cannot be timid. Erlang will stay and follow me after dawn. Let’s put on sackcloth and mourn together.”

Zhao Zhongyu frowned, pursed his lips and was silent for a moment, then said to Fu Tinghan: "Then Lao Changrong will deliver the memorial."

Don't mention taking Zhao Dalang away anymore.

Fu Tinghan agreed and looked at Zhao Hanzhang worriedly.

Zhao Hanzhang whispered: "Don't worry, I will be fine."

Fu Tinghan took out the handkerchief and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and whispered: "My condolences, don't be too sad. If you sleep, you will feel much better. Think about it, you still have family around you at this time, right?" ?”

Zhao Hanzhang looked at him.

Fu Tinghan smiled at her and said, "Would it make you feel much better if you think about it this way?"

Zhao Hanzhang looked at the tears in his eyes and nodded slightly, "Yes, if you don't want to laugh, don't laugh."

The smile on Fu Tinghan's face disappeared. He reached out to hold her in his arms, patted her back comfortingly, and whispered: "I understand this feeling, I thought you would never experience it again... "

She just didn't expect that after just a month in this world, she would have such feelings for Zhao Changyu and cry so hard.

The Zhao family looked at them silently and did not say anything to stop them, but... this was too inconsistent with etiquette.

Zhao Hanzhang was a little surprised when he heard his whisper, "You..."

She looked at him and asked in a low voice: "We have known each other before?"

Fu Tinghan didn't answer her, but stood up with the memorial, "I'll let you know when you're safe. I'll leave first."

Zhao Hanzhang hurriedly stood up and sent him out. Zhao Ji glanced at his father and followed him. He said politely: "Xiannephew, the affairs of my Zhao family will be entrusted to you and your in-laws."

Fu Tinghan glanced at Zhao Hanzhang, nodded and said, "Okay."

Zhao Hanzhang looked at Zhao Ju who was standing aside. His eyes were red and he hesitated to speak to Zhao Hanzhang, but he still remembered Ji Yuan's instructions and still said nothing under Zhao Ji's gaze.

Zhao Hanzhang's eyes were also red, and she whispered: "You are outside, and you must obey Mr. Fu Dalang's orders."

"Wait a minute," Zhao Ji frowned and whispered to Zhao Ju: "After you get out, call our people outside the house to take orders. Once the soldiers outside the house rush in, you will come to the rescue immediately."

Zhao Ju looked at Zhao Hanzhang.

Zhao Hanzhang nodded calmly and emphasized: "Listen to Mr. Fu Dalang and Mr. Ji."

Zhao Ju understood. First listen to Fu Dalangjun and Mr. Ji, and then listen to Zhao Ji if there is no conflict.

Zhao Ju clasped his fists in salute and led Fu Tinghan away.

When Fu Tinghan walked out of the courtyard, he looked back at Zhao Hanzhang, and then strode away.

They didn't die in the elevator, let alone die here. He didn't think they had such good luck. They could change places and bodies and start over again.

Fu Tinghan didn't return all night, and the people he sent out couldn't find him. Fu Zhi anxiously walked around the study room. Thinking about it, he had a heart attack and couldn't help but get angry. "Two people of this age are only close to Zhao's house." How many paths are there? Why can’t I find them?”

"Master Lang, Master Lang is back." The housekeeper immediately opened the door and welcomed Fu Tinghan in.

Fu Zhi immediately turned around and saw that Fu Tinghan's limbs were sound and no pain or injury. Then he asked solemnly: "Where have you been this night?"

Fu Tinghan took out the memorial that he had been holding in his arms and said with some sadness: "Grandpa, Grandpa Zhao passed away."

Fu Zhi was greatly shocked, "What did you say?"

Fu Tinghan presented the memorial to Fu Zhi, and Fu Zhi quickly took it with a white face, opened it and scanned it. After a moment, he couldn't help but burst into tears, "Confused, confused, why is this, why is this..."

Fu Tinghan also had tears in his eyes and lowered his voice: "Tomorrow the Zhao family will go out to report the funeral and ask my grandfather to help lift the military ban outside his house."

Fu Zhi clenched the memorial in his hand, wiped away his tears and asked the staff aside, "When is it?"

"It's almost five o'clock."

Fu Zhi said: "Change and prepare to enter the palace."

Fu Tinghan breathed a sigh of relief, took two steps back and stood aside.

Fu Zhi thought for a while and then said: "I remember that the sister of the Wang family came to visit you not long ago?"

Fu Tinghan was stunned for a moment and then nodded, "I'm not familiar with him. He must have been entrusted by Han Zhang to come see me."

Fu Zhi glanced at him, "Hanzhang?"

Fu Tinghan realized that he had said "baludui". He opened his mouth and said, "It's the small word for Sanniang."

Fu Zhi nodded and said: "Since the Wang family brothers and sisters are close to Sanniang, let's invite them to Zhao's house today."

He touched the memorial in his hand and said: "Although Changyu's memorial said that this matter was instigated by someone with ulterior motives, no one knows whether the emperor and the King of Donghai were really not involved except themselves."

"And not participating does not mean that you are unaware," Fu Zhi said: "I may not be able to meet the emperor and the King of East China Sea smoothly, so we have to make first-hand preparations. Wang Xuan is a leader among the young people of this generation, but he can be called upon by his arm. .”

"The current situation is weak, and he needs the support of the nobles the most at this time. Even the King of Donghai does not dare to quarrel with the nobles at this time, so as long as you can ask them to help, no matter it is the emperor or the King of East China Sea, they will have one or two scruples .”

Fu Zhi lowered his eyes and looked at the memorial in his hand, feeling sad in his heart, "If Changyu were alive, this strategy might not work, and it might anger the King of the East China Sea, but with his death, life would be sad, and the Zhao family's life would be opened. Ninety percent."

Not counting Zhao Changyu's fate, this strategy can be said to be the best strategy. No one except him can think of this strategy.

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