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Zhao Zijing held back tears and stepped forward to salute.

He was twenty-five or sixteen years old, and his facial features were as if Zhao Liang had carved out a mold, rough and uninhibited. As soon as the concubine saw this face, she felt very kind.

When she begged Zhao Cheng to help him treat Chai Rong's brain, she had heard Zhao Liang mention that his son had contributed a lot in it.

When I saw it today, I really had the wind of being a father, and it seemed that there was righteousness.

“…… Originally, he sent someone to report the funeral, but when he saw that the Bofu was welcoming the holy decree, he didn't go in. Zhao Zijing hurriedly stepped forward to salute, this was originally his father's old friend's son, but now that he is Wu Jinbo, the number of courtesies on his face is indispensable. He explained: "I thought that Zhao Ping would personally go to Bofu in the afternoon-"

Speaking of Zhao Ping, Zhao Ping came out to see Chai Rong after being busy in the spirit shed, and hurriedly stepped forward: "Fourth brother......"

When the two met, Zhao Ping's eyes turned red and his eyes were full of sadness. Along the way, I got frostbite on my hands, and even my face was frostbitten.

Chai Rong's face also showed sadness, not at all like a cold and paralyzed face in the past. "I thought you'd go back to Beijing before Ami."

"On the road, the snow closed the mountain, and it was delayed." Zhao Ping paused, and then said: "I heard that the fourth brother has sealed Wu Jinbo, congratulations to the fourth brother...... The fourth brother has made great contributions, and this is all deserved, but it's a pity that my master-"

"Wangcai-" Concubine Guifei and Zhao Zijing almost stopped him from continuing, neither of them expected the other party to suddenly speak, and they both thought that the other party would continue, and at the same time they stopped.

The scene of "......" is quiet and weird.

"It's cold outside, but it's warm inside. Wangcai, you and your uncle are old acquaintances, so you can help greet you. Zhao Zijing signaled to Wangcai, although his father's righteous son is much younger than him, but he grew up in their Zhao family since he was a child, and the relationship between the two is quite good, especially Wang is more than ten years younger than him, and he has never regarded him as his younger brother.

At this time, his father died, and the family was in grief.

His father died for the court and died at the hands of King Qin. But now that King Qin is guilty, he is unharmed, not to mention that it is not even a major crime of rebellion. But his father died, quietly, and the royal family ignored him.

He also hated and resented, but if he said it on such an occasion, if it was spread, he was afraid that he would be guilty of great disrespect. The whole family is to be implicated.

"Uncle forgives sins, and he has to welcome guests outside, and he can't get out. Wangcai is my own brother, I hope you will bear more. ”

The concubine knew that Chai Rong had always talked little outside, and she was worried that what he said would be ambiguous, which would make people unhappy.

Brother Zhao said seriously. Uncle Zhao and Jiawen are old friends, and they take care of us a lot when they are in Mingyang City, and treat us like sons and nephews, and these prosperous fortunes are known. When Brother Zhao said this, he was treating us as outsiders. The concubine said softly: "We rushed here without waiting for the funeral, but also for Uncle Zhao's loyalty and righteousness, he is an excellent elder, he doesn't care about the worldly etiquette, Brother Zhao doesn't blame us for being reckless." ”

If you want to say this, how to listen to it when the concubine says it, Zhao Zijing knows that Chai Rong and his wife are here to give the Zhao family face, but the concubine talks about the old things in a low tone, which makes his eyes hot.

"Brother Zhao, don't see outside, what kind of uncle, call him Shiro. That's what Uncle Zhao calls him on weekdays, and Wangcai always calls him the fourth brother. But Brother Zhao should be older than Shiro? ”

"I'm twenty-four."

When Chai Rong said this, he obviously agreed with the words of the concubine, and he was completely in the same frame as the Zhao family.

Zhao Zijing has felt the warmth and coldness of people these days, and he can't help but have a good impression of this now hot Wujin Bo Chai Rong: "In the next ...... I'm a year old, and I'm twenty-five this year. ”

"Brother Zhao." Chai Rong Road.

This...... Sure enough, it's a country man, it's straightforward-

Although it is really beautiful, there is no trace of local flavor, and it completely looks like a noble son of a family. But he is much more upright and righteous than the children of those families.

Chai Rong and his family had already said this, obviously he would lose face if he resigned, and Zhao Zijing arched his hand: "Shilang." ”

"Brother Zhao, I don't know if my aunt is okay?" The concubine suddenly asked, it stands to reason that she should go to see her.

Zhao Zijing's face changed slightly, since the news of Zhao Cheng's death was transmitted back to the capital, Mrs. Zhao's health has not been better, and she is happy with tears all day long. Until last night, when she saw the corpse brought back by Wangcai, Mrs. Zhao couldn't bear the blow and fainted, although it didn't take long to wake up, but her whole body collapsed. Now I can't even get out of bed in the backyard, let alone meet people. So much so that today's funeral was handled by Zhao Zijing's wife Liu.

If it was before, Zhao Zijing would probably find an excuse to cover up the past, but the concubine and Chai Rong were so sincere, he couldn't treat them as outsiders, so he told the truth about the situation.

"Then I won't bother my aunt today, and when my aunt gets better after a while, I'll see you at the house."

Zhao Zijing nodded and instructed his subordinates to invite the Liu family to come out to entertain the concubine.

Chai Rong was not in a hurry to go in, "I'll go and put incense on Uncle Zhao first." ”

Then he turned around and saluted Zhao Zi: "Big brother, I don't understand these rules, but I know that Uncle Zhao is a good person, and he has always treated me very well." Whatever you have, tell me......"

Next, he didn't know what to say anymore, and he could express his close feelings.

"Wangcai knows, I'm not polite."

Zhao Zijing was slightly stunned, and said that this Wujin Bomu was above the top, cold and arrogant, and only played with An Luhou of the Chengguo Mansion, and the idlers couldn't get close. And yesterday, the two of them also beat the Marquis of Wuyang together, not only did they not receive the emperor's training, but they took back the earldom and slapped the face of the Marquis of Wuyang.

In the past, An Luhou was the second demon king in the mixed world, and no one dared to call him the first; Now the two seconds can squeeze up to one first.

Although Zhao Zijing has not seen Chai Rong these days, his legends are everywhere in the capital, and he can't pretend that he doesn't know.

But today, when I saw where it was cold and arrogant, unattainable, it was clearly full of innocence-

But he is not good at words.

Zhao Zijing didn't have the mind to look at Chai Rong until this time, after all, he was a hot celebrity in front of the saint, even if it was because of his father's old friendship, it was just an old emperor's calendar, and people went to tea and cooled, not to mention that people died.

But seeing that Chai Rong was not good at words and tried hard to show his closeness, Zhao Zijing actually had the urge to take him into his arms and let him call him brother.

But...... This is Wu Jinbo...... Wu Jinbo......

Zhao Zijing secretly reminded himself that it was better not to be impulsive.

Then he slapped Chai Rong on the shoulder: "Okay, Shiro." My brother knows! ”

Then nodded heavily.

Chai Rong nodded more heavily.

Wangcai: ......

Sure enough, it is his father-in-law's biological son, and the style of making up for crooked buildings anytime and anywhere is in the same vein.