[A-Yuan finally has a baby, A-Yuan is such a beautiful baby, and he is naturally a little more casual about the title... Everyone's Daddy]

Old Madam Zhao's heart sank. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Does Zhao Tansheng want the Li family to get out of the Zhao family?

No, no, no.

Although the Li family did not give birth to a son, there is a Li Zipu behind the Li family, and Li Zipu can't help it, but he can help him.

can't get married, can't divorce his wife, and even can't turn his face head-on with Li Zipu now.

If only Lee could make mistakes on his own...

Old Madam Zhao's eyes were vain, and her mind was full of turns.

"Ah Qiao, what do you mean by this..."Zhao Xian didn't know why, and asked softly with a bitter expression in his mouth.

Tan Sheng turned his head and took it for granted, "It's not interesting, it's just a reminder to my uncle and grandmother, so that you can always remember that your aunt's surname is not Zhao." ”

So, if something goes wrong with the Lee family, please be sure to remember this.

Old Madam Zhao didn't ask Tan Sheng again what the price would be for coming forward to break the siege this time.

But in the end, she couldn't believe that with Zhao Tansheng's personality, she would do nothing to help with this.

Therefore, Mrs. Zhao has treated Tansheng very well these days.

The Zhao family has no family background and can't afford to send good things, so they can only send some snacks such as red date soup and jasper japonica rice porridge that rely on exquisiteness.

Tan Sheng's comers do not refuse.

The official's mother was worried, "Nothing to do, either a traitor or a thief, even if the old lady asks for you, this is too much, right?"

It's like what your grandparents would do!

Tan Sheng scooped up the red date soup, which was sweet and delicious.

"What will the villagers do before killing pigs?" Tan Sheng asked.

"Will... Feed you some fat?" said the official's mother hesitantly.

Tan Sheng nodded, raised the cup and drank it all.

Zhao Xian gave up.

After dozens of days of bold reasoning and careful verification, he came to the conclusion that there was a troll in the river like this, and Zuo Dengquan obviously wouldn't believe it, Zhao Xian had no choice but to give up and turned to Tan Sheng.

Zhao Xian held the candied green plums wrapped in oil paper that he bought at random on the street, and "knocked, knocked" three times, knocking on the Jiaoyuan wing.

The official's mother opened the door through a crack and poked out half of her head.

“… Ah Qiaoke slept?" Zhao Xian looked embarrassed.

Seeing that it was Zhao Xian, the official's mother didn't open the door, maintaining a strange posture with half of the card door slit, "Sleep, sleep." ”

Zhao Xian let out a long "oh".

The sweet and greasy juice of the candied green plum has been soaked in the oil paper and stuck in my hand at some point.

It was so greasy that it was in my hands.

Just like in his heart.

The official's mother looked down, and when she saw the handful of green plums, her heart suddenly burst into flames. Does Zhao Xian's own father regard his daughter as as rotten and cheap as this green plum? Can a bag of fruit coax the girl back? How should the accounts owed in the past be calculated? Because this bag of fruit will be written off? How can the Li family count the girl's life if it is not useful to the girl, he Zhao Xian is afraid that he will not even be willing to buy the bag of fruit for the girl!

The official's mother was angry in her heart, and her words were not very polite, "Master, let's go back, the girl said that if you need her, Ming'er will prepare the carriage, and the girl will go to the scene to take a look." ”

Zhao Xian opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but unfortunately before he could say a word, the official's mother slammed the door tightly.

He just wanted to come and see Ah Qiao...

That's what I want to say.

Zhao Xian opened his mouth and let the sugar stains trickle down on his hand through the cracks in the oiled paper.

Zhao Xian shook his hand, the sugar stains in his palm were mixed with cold sweat, and they were so sticky that they made people feel cold.

When Ah Qiao came to Nanchang from Guangyang Mansion, she was close to him, called him "uncle" sweetly, and laughed with him, made trouble with him, and gambled with him, just like a daughter should do to her father.

But now?

Ah Qiao called him uncle.

Attitude... Attitude is not any attitude.

Discuss matters with him coldly.

Maybe it's disappointed in him, right?

Just like Bai Jiuniang under Jiuquan.

The only thing to be thankful for was that he hadn't seen Bai Jiuniang disappointed in him.

If he saw it, maybe he would have just collapsed.

But..

What could he do?

He had done everything he could to be nice to them.

But he even crossed the river with a mud bodhisattva, and in the end he had to stand in his daughter's verandah with candied green plums and blow the cold wind and beg for help...

Zhao Xian stood in a daze, and only when Jiaoyuan turned out the lights and changed the candles did he wake up like a dream and turn back.

The sugar-soaked green plum was lying alone on the bluestone slab in the corridor.

The next day, Tan Sheng got into the carriage and galloped all the way to the Jiang River.

Tan Sheng lifted the curtain to see the scenery outside the window retreating quickly, and couldn't help but sigh, the coachman is a little wild today....

When he arrived at the Jiang River, there were sporadic people on both sides of the river to see the lively people and boatmen who came and went, Zhao Xian brought two small officials to follow behind him, and when he saw Tan Sheng coming, he immediately greeted him, pointed to the northeast corner of the Jiang River, and said in a deep voice, "That's it." ”

Tan Sheng looked over and saw that the wind and waves were calm, and he couldn't even see the slightest wave.

Tan Sheng nodded, walked around the Jiang River twice, bent down and lowered his head to pry the river, and finally settled on the bank corresponding to the death of Ma Guiren's nephew.

"Official's mother. Tan Sheng turned his head sideways.

The official's mother went away in response, and took down many things from the carriage in one fell swoop.

The crowd of onlookers craned their necks to watch.

I saw a huge futon carried down by the woman dressed as a woman, followed by the woman who carried a square table on one shoulder again, and then a brass two people holding such a big incense burner in their arms were carried off the carriage by the woman, and the coachman wanted to help but was glared at by the woman...

The crowd of onlookers opened their mouths wide as their eyes shifted from the woman to the single girl on the bank of the Yuli River.

What is this for?

I can't solve the case, so I brought my family to break the boulder in my chest?

The crowd became more and more disdainful of the outstanding Lord Zhao.

If the case can't be solved, forget it!

also brought his own female relatives to sell art and divert his attention!

Bah!

Not a man.

Tan Sheng quietly stared at this wide water surface, the blue waves without a trace, this is a canal built by the former dynasty Dayan gathered the power of the court, for this canal that runs through the north and south, Dayan emptied the treasury, used up manpower, increased the harsh taxes and miscellaneous taxes, and provoked the anger of the heavens and people.

It's like a group of insignificant cannon fodder in the long river of history.

Dayan was destroyed by Emperor Zhaoshi.

This Grand Canal remains.

Therefore, the Jiang River does evil, and in the cognition of the people, it also has the meaning of anti-Zhaofu Yan - after all, this river was built by Dayan with money and efforts, and naturally there is loyalty to Dayan in his bones, if not, then how could Dayan be destroyed, and the canal will capsize one after another?

No reigning emperor could tolerate this statement.

Even Emperor Zhaode, who liked to meditate and practice, couldn't accept it.