Wei and Jin cooks

Mrs. Wang stared blankly, still not recovering.

Zhao Erlang endured and endured, couldn't help it anymore, tugged on Zhao Hanzhang's sleeve, and said aggrievedly: "Sister, can I eat, I'm hungry."

Zhao Hanzhang looked at Zhao Erlang, who was naive and ignorant, and waved: "Eat, eat."

Zhao Erlang immediately returned to his seat and sat down. He took several large pieces of meat to Zhao Hanzhang and said diligently: "Sister, you vomited just now. I'll give you all these."

Zhao Hanzhang looked at the big meat in the bowl and didn't speak, but felt his head hurt again, his chest was stuffy again, and he felt nauseous.

Mrs. Wang hurriedly took the meat away, "Your elder sister won't eat it, you can eat it yourself."

She looked at Zhao Hanzhang worriedly, "San Niang, why don't you eat some plain porridge, look, your face is turning pale from vomiting."

The huge memories that came out of her mind were almost integrated. Zhao Hanzhang's head no longer hurt much, but her appetite was not very good, so she nodded.

She just sat and watched Mrs. Wang pick up vegetables for Zhao Erlang, and Zhao Erlang also ate with great relish, and ate all the vegetables in the bowl.

Zhao Hanzhang found it interesting, so he asked him, "Can you eat this well in the ancestral hall?"

Zhao Erlang shook his head aggrievedly, "There is no meat, only steamed buns."

Zhao Hanzhang nodded with satisfaction, this was like being punished.

The Qingyi Pavilion was quiet, but the main courtyard was not at all quiet.

Qinggu knelt down and cried, then stood up after getting permission, and quietly retreated with her back arched.

When she left the yard, her back was soaked with sweat.

Zhao Changyu sat cross-legged on the couch motionless. Uncle Cheng brought a bowl of tea and said softly: "Master Lang, the second room has indeed exceeded the rules tonight."

Zhao Changyu sighed and said: "It's not just the second wife who has exceeded the rules, the third wife has also exceeded the rules."

Without waiting for Uncle Cheng to speak, he added: "But it's understandable. I always knew that the second brother had some opinions about me, but I didn't expect that it would affect Zhao Ji like this. Now that I am still here, he can treat Wang like this." , when I leave, how can they, orphans and widowers, still have a foothold in the Zhao family?"

"I didn't know the situation had become so serious," he sighed: "Do you think Sanniang's move was just to express her resentment? She was forcing me to make a choice."

Zhao Changyu smiled when he said this, "She is quite smart..."

Uncle Cheng was silent. It was you who said the bad things, and you also said the good things. Anyway, you would always make amends for your granddaughter.

He silently put the tea bowl in front of Zhao Changyu.

Zhao Changyu picked it up, took a sip, and said thoughtfully: "Actually, there is no choice. I... am not a righteous person."

Uncle Cheng asked hurriedly: "Why does Mr. Lang demean himself so much?"

Zhao Changyu was very calm, "This is the truth. If I were righteous, for the long-term development of the family, I should send you to reprimand Sanniang."

"Only when the family's power is concentrated together can we help the Zhao family go further. Now that we are in troubled times, we should not disperse the family's power. And I," Zhao Changyu sighed, "what I want to do now is to divide the family's power. "

Since the conversation with Sanniang, Zhao Changyu has been hesitant. How much should he leave to Sanniang?

According to the original plan, he did not plan to give her the family power, and he did not even plan to leave anyone for the big house except Uncle Cheng.

The grandson is stupid. Even if he doesn't want to admit it, Zhao Erlang is indeed mentally retarded. The twelve-year-old boy usually has no problem communicating, but his mind is no different from that of a six- or seven-year-old child.

He can still read a hundred words at the age of six or seven. He has been studying for six years and can count the number of words he knows with one hand.

Taking advantage of Emperor Hui's experience, it was naturally impossible for Zhao Changyu to give him the family fortune.

So what he always wanted was to let the second house inherit the family business and entrust the big house to their care.

In the past two years, the situation between the DPRK and China has changed, and the conflict between the Dafang and the Erfang has deepened day by day. He has seen it in his eyes and is anxious in his heart, so he wants to give Dafang an extra guarantee.

That's why he started looking for a high-ranking marriage for his granddaughter. He had power, money, and people. He wanted to arrange for Sanniang before he left. In the future, she would have her husband's family to rely on, and she could also take care of her mother and younger brother. Who knew that he would There was only a slight sign in the side, and rumors spread in the mansion, and something happened to Erlang and Sanniang.

Tonight, where is the second bedroom coming to force the first bedroom?

It was clearly Sanniang who was forcing him to make a decision.

Although Zhao Changyu knew that she had dug a hole, he still had to step on it.

Zhao Changyu thought for a while, and finally made a decision, and said to Cheng Bo, "Let Zhao Ju and Ji Yuan come to see me tomorrow."

Uncle Cheng bowed and said, "Yes."

Zhao Hanzhang thought that Zhao Changyu still needed to struggle for a while. After all, her grandfather was a famous and capable minister in history, a person who could be called a thousand-foot pine and a pillar of the world.

Such a person, even if he wants to be selfish, will be entangled for a while. Between the family's big plans and the blood of a small family, most scholars in this era will choose the family, let alone a far-sighted person like Zhao Changyu?

She didn't expect that at noon the next day, when she was about to have lunch, Uncle Cheng brought someone to pick her up, "The master cares about the girl, so he asked the slave to pick up the girl and talk with her."

Zhao Hanzhang nodded, and sat in the chariot only to realize that just now Uncle Cheng didn't call her Sanniang, but a girl.

The corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up, and she didn't press it down when she entered the main courtyard.

This time, she shouted at the middle-aged man sitting in the yard without any psychological burden, "Grandfather."

Zhao Changyu nodded at her, and when she got to her, he introduced the two people beside her, "It's just in time to see you, Grandpa Ji."

Zhao Hanzhang looked over, and saw a young man with a pale, beardless face and a gentle complexion, who seemed to be only in his thirties, but couldn't utter a word.

Zhao Changyu frowned slightly when she saw her staring blankly, "San Niang."

Zhao Hanzhang immediately leaned over and shouted: "Mr. Ji."

Ji Yuan's eyes lit up, and he nodded slightly, "The girl seems to be in good spirits today."

Zhao Changyu glanced at Zhao Hanzhang in surprise, but did not correct her. Instead, he laughed along with the words: "She has been sincere since she was a child. Ziyuan also knows that Zhi'er only left two children. I can't bear Erlang's behavior." Let her be raised as a man."

Ji Yuan was silent.

Zhao Changyu did not need him to make an immediate decision, and said to Zhao Hanzhang: "Sanniang, Mr. Ji is my grandfather's right arm. You will treat him as the same as your grandfather in the future."

When Zhao Hanzhang heard this, his face became serious, and he stood up according to the chariot. After barely standing still, he gave a deep bow to Ji Yuan, "Grandfather Ji."

Zhao Changyu: ...That doesn’t have to be the case.

But Ji Yuan's eyes were bright, and he stretched out his hand to support her excitedly, "My good boy, you don't need to be polite when you hurt your leg, sit down quickly."

"Grandpa Ji won't sit, how dare Sanniang sit? Please sit down quickly, too."

The veins on Zhao Changyu's forehead twitched, and he quickly interrupted the two of them, "This is Zhao Ju, grandfather's right-hand man."

Zhao Hanzhang looked over and saw that his height was very modern. He should be 1.823 meters tall. He was very powerful. It was spring now and the temperature in Luoyang was still low. But he only wore a simple Hu suit with the fabric sticking to his body. He could see The feeling of strength in him.

Zhao Changyu said: "He is the leader of the whole family."

Zhao Hanzhang's heart moved, one article and one military, Zhao Changyu is going to give her all his family fortune?

see you tomorrow