Wishful Things

"Zhao Zhao, don't blame your mother for talking too much, she doesn't mean anything malicious... It's just that I really can't figure out something, so I want to ask you." Cui Shixian said.

Seeing that she was careful in her words, lest she would get angry, Xu Mingyi sighed in his heart—see if she scared his mother, was she so indifferent before?

"Mother wants to ask me, why do you seem to have changed my temperament suddenly, and treat you and Ming Shi so much closer?"

Hearing her take the initiative to mention it, Cui Shi still nodded uneasy.

To be honest, she didn't intend to ask at first, for fear that it would be better if she didn't ask. If she asked again, she would look like that ignorant old woman, which would annoy the children, and the relationship between mother and daughter would return to the rigid state before.

Hey, being a parent is such a humble existence sometimes.

At first, she speculated privately that Zhaozhao had come up with some new way to get angry with Mingshi, and deliberately competed with Mingshi for favor... It was a healthy competition, and as an elder, she was naturally happy to see it succeed.

But then I thought about it again, what if there is no contention? ——God, by then she might not be able to withstand this upside-down blow!

In addition, there were many other guesses in her mind one after another, so that she was thinking about this matter in her dreams——

Thinking of her, Cui Shi is also a cheerful person, how can she endure such torture of worrying about gains and losses?

So, I made up my mind to find out.

"I'm afraid my mother won't believe me if I tell you."

Xu Mingyi said earnestly: "That day, I just woke up from a very long nightmare. Many terrible things happened in the dream, and it was so real that after I woke up, I couldn't tell whether it was the real thing or not. It's not a dream. It seems that many years have passed in the dream, which made me gradually understand a lot of truths, and also see clearly how ignorant I was in the past."

Speaking of it, it was indeed the "can't tell the real from the fake" energy at the beginning, which made her unable to separate her mind from thinking too much before rushing into her mother's arms without any scruples.

Looking back, she realized that something was wrong, and when she thought about her stupid and abrupt behavior, she still felt embarrassed in private.

But she was still very grateful to that abrupt self.

The embarrassing head is opened, and it will not be difficult to go down.

Cui was stunned for a while, then nodded lightly and said: "I believe..."

Facing the girl's clear eyes, her heart settled down, but her eyes were red.

She still looked at Xu Mingyi with a smile, and said softly: "Zhao Zhao... In fact, I am very similar to you. I lost my biological mother when I was young, and my father remarried. I have a much worse temper than you, and I live a good life." Not very well."

Her stepmother was the most gentle and innocent in the eyes of outsiders. For this, she suffered a lot and was punished a lot.

"I married into Duke Zhen's mansion, and I saw you for the first time. You were only four or five years old. You were so small, even if you frowned and puffed up your face, you were so cute. At that time, I thought, I will You can't ask such a child to go the same way as me." Cui Shi said, and sighed with a complicated smile, "But I didn't do well after all, and I don't know how to get along with you at all."

"Mother is fine."

Xu Mingyi praised plainly: "Good temperament, good looks, and good horse hanging."

Choi couldn't help laughing.

"My Zhaozhao is also very good, everywhere." She wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, and said with a smile: "Since we have talked about it, no matter whether it is right or wrong, we will not mention the past. From now on, our family Have a good time."

Xu Mingyi smiled and nodded.

"correct……"

Cui ate half a cup of tea in a good mood, and suddenly thought of: "There is one more thing - the young man in the front yard, do you want to go and have a look?"

Xu Mingyi was stunned.

"Now that my poison is cured, why go and see him?"

It stands to reason that the idea of ​​celebrating at home should be dispelled.

"Your father and I thought the same way... But what your grandfather meant was to look at it again and just say that the young man is a rare one."

She also doesn't understand what the old man thinks, Zhao Zhao's recovery is in sight, so what's there to be happy about? As for rare or not, will Zhao Zhao's family still lack a rare husband-in-law in the future?

"Why don't you go and have a look, what if you find it pleasing to the eye?" Cui persuaded with the idea that the young man was good-looking, and Zhao Zhao would not be disadvantaged if he took a look.

Xu Mingyi was helpless.

The relationship between her and the other party is not at all a fatal relationship of 'what if it feels pleasing to the eye', but 'what if it dies again'...

But why did grandfather persist in this way?

There is definitely something wrong with this.

...

Towards evening, Duke Zhen just left the palace and returned home.

After changing the official robe, I went to the outer study first, and had a routine discussion with the two staff members, Sun and Liu. It is very cumbersome to sort it out and then present it.

But there is no need for him to bother too much. It is just to save headaches for these things.

After listening to the two gentlemen talking for half an hour, Lord Zhen Guo leaned back in his chair, ate a bowl of tea, and talked about something he heard in the palace today.

"The old man heard today that the grandson of King Dingnan encountered bandits on his way to Beijing, and his whereabouts are still unknown. It's probably a sign of bad luck."

Although he did not get along with that old guy Dingnan Wang, but thinking about it in his own shoes, losing his beloved grandson at such an age is undoubtedly extremely uncomfortable.

"I heard it occasionally yesterday, it was just a rumor, but it turned out to be true..." An aide said: "The grandson of King Dingnan came to Beijing this time to celebrate the queen's birthday, but now something like this happened... ..."

"The descendants of King Dingnan have a high status, so it stands to reason that they cannot do without their family and guards. How could they not be able to deal with a group of bandits? Are these bandits really powerful, or..." Another aide didn't go any further. Next, there are many guesses in the eyes.

There are many people who have reason to attack the descendants of the Dingnan Palace, secretly responding.

Zhen Guogong said noncommittally: "According to the investigation, a group of people were drugged in an inn first, so that when they encountered bandits after leaving, they were helpless. Nothing unusual."

"Ding!"

Suddenly there was the sound of copper coins colliding with tea bowls.

Lord Zhen Guo looked at the man with a gray beard and a Taoist robe sitting beside him, and asked casually, "Mr. Yao is divination?"

Yao Jing took back the copper coins, his eyebrows twitching.

"Pindao just heard the general's words, and when his hands were itchy, he made a hexagram for the grandson of King Dingnan. The hexagram was vaguely displayed, and he seemed to be out of danger—"

"Oh?" Lord Zhen Guo was surprised for a moment, and then said: "This is a good thing!"

"Then... Pindao heard that the young man rescued by the general on the road woke up yesterday. I don't know if the general asked him where he came from?"

"I asked a general question yesterday, but I haven't had time to ask in detail—" Duke Zhen answered, his expression gradually changed: "Mr. Yao, what do you mean?"

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