ps: (Thank you yh_yh1166 for the evaluation votes, but there is a small question that can't be put on the table but bothers Lan Ying, what is this evaluation vote for? ）

Seeing his son, who was dark-skinned and had a rough face, Zhao Chengde's eyes turned red, and he rubbed his throat: "I'm back." ”

Zhao Feng restrained his smile, stood up, walked in front of his father, nodded, and said, "I'm back." ”

"Well, I just went to the palace and didn't meet you." King Jing'an's anger didn't know where he went for a moment, but he was a little overwhelmed, and he didn't see his son grow a lot taller and darker for a few years.

A few years ago, Zhao Feng was still in Shangjing, and although the relationship between father and son was not as stiff as that of Xiliang's father and son, it was not much better. King Jing'an always felt that his son was unlearned and discouraged, and Zhao Feng also had a lot to say, but he didn't know how to speak.

The two met like strangers, and they only talked for three sentences, and then passed by, and more often the words were passed through the little county lord of Guò Yan'er. Zhao Chengde: "Sue your brother, it's cold, add more clothes." Zhao Feng: "I heard that there has been something wrong with the inner library recently, so don't be too tired." ”

The more stiff it is, the more embarrassing it is, Zhao Chengde strictly controls Zhao Feng to spend money, Zhao Feng is getting more and more dissolute, and finally after a big quarrel. Zhao Feng went to the palace, found Zhao Gan, and said straight to the point: "Brother Qian'er, I want to go to the Zhenbei Army." ”

I thought that Brother Qian'er would laugh at him for burning his head, but Zhao Gan glanced at him, nodded, and put his hands in a frame: "It's okay like this, you can only see such a big sky in Shangjing." Only when you go out can you see a wider blue sky. ”

"But I don't have any money. This time I entered the palace to borrow some money from you. Zhao Feng said very seriously, the relationship between the two is very good, like brothers, and they are blunt when they have anything to say.

Zhao Qian rolled his eyes, rubbed his hands, and said, "I don't have any money, what's the difference between you looking for me and finding a beggar?" ”

"yes. There is no difference! Zhao Feng thought about it seriously, although his godbrother was a prince, he really didn't have much money at his disposal.

Hearing Zhao Feng say this. Zhao Gan's self-esteem was hit by a huge blow: "If you don't have any money, I'll get you some too." ”

So, Zhao Qian went to the residence of his second brother Zhao Shuo with a hippie smile and stole a hosta from his sister-in-law Pan Meimei. changed the passage fee for Zhao Feng. Afterward. Pan Meimei found that the hairpin was missing, and recalled Zhao Gan's strange behavior that day, and suddenly became stunned, but this dumb man could only eat it by herself, and she couldn't even mention it, and she only slapped herself when she brought it up, which made people say that she was a jealous woman who slandered the prince.

Later, Zhao Feng went to the Zhenbei Army. found his freedom between the blue sky and white clouds, and also met a group of good brothers. The father's adoption of the female Assassin can also be left alone.

Now that a father and son meet again, something has changed, Zhao Feng is no longer stubborn, maturity has allowed him to find a way to get along with his father, he smiled lightly: "Father, go in and drink tea!" ”

Zhao Chengde nodded, "sigh", entered the hall, and sat down.

Ouyang Xiaolan was extremely happy, stood up and went to the kitchen to get some pastries, and then stood aside. Ouyang Xiaolan had an outstanding status in the palace and did not need to stand, but today she stood aside with a thick smile on her face.

Zhao Feng glanced at Ouyang Xiaolan and said with a smile: "Xiaolan, you also sit." ”

Ouyang Xiaolan sat down a little helplessly, Zhao Feng had never called her "Xiaolan", she used to always call her "that who", but she always remembered that on that dark night, a little boy holding a small lantern stood in front of her and asked, are you afraid? He nodded, and then the little boy took his hand and led him to a brightly lit room, where he played a game with him for the night.

She is strong and able to face everyone, and her vulnerability is only shown to Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng opened the teacup and poured tea for everyone who sat down again: "I'll invite everyone to eat!" ”

"Okay." The little county lord of Yan'er clapped his hands, and before he met Lin Qianyi, he rarely went out of the palace, but since he met the Lin family, he knew that there were so many strange and delicious things in the world, such as stinky tofu, durian crisp, small sugar people and roasted sweet potatoes, which were much more delicious than the so-called delicacies of the mountains and seas in the palace.

Jing'an King Zhao Chengde's plan to "enrich" the little lord of Yan'er was destroyed by the Lin family's family, and now she can be completely attributed to the greed, every day let the little maid or the old mother go to the street to buy some strange things, sometimes a bowl of bean curd can make her happy all day. In this regard, Zhao Chengde could only shake his head.

Hearing Zhao Feng's suggestion, Zhao Chengde was particularly comforted, and hurriedly said: "It's too troublesome to go out, just stay at home." ”

Ouyang Xiaolan also thinks the same, there are chefs from Qilu and Sichuan in the palace, and where they need to go out to eat, they have to order the kitchen to cook some delicious meals when they get up.

Zhao Feng stopped: "Let's all go out and play together." ”

This reason is very sufficient, and it is very attractive, King Jing'an can't refuse, and Ouyang Xiaolan can't ask for it.

The family got into the carriage, Zhao Feng sent the groom home, drove himself, came to an inconspicuous restaurant, and the four of them went in together and found a secluded table to sit down.

The little county lord of Yan'er and Ouyang Xiaolan are handsome, and many ruffians come forward to talk, claiming that one of their relatives is an official in the household department, and the family has money and land.

Zhao Chengde, the king of Jing'an, sneered, and the small household also dared to be wild in front of the king.

The little scoundrel was angry and bloody, and he didn't care that Zhao Chengde called himself "this king" and beckoned a few brothers to go together.

At this time, Zhao Feng got up and hooked up with the little scoundrel and walked out of the restaurant, after a while, he entered the restaurant again with a smile, and the little scoundrel downstairs laughed and shouted upstairs: "Brother, go up, if you encounter something in Shangjing in the future, mention my name, no one dares to provoke." ”

"Okay." Zhao Feng beckoned downstairs.

The little county lord of Yan'er wondered: "Brother, what have you done?" Why did they suddenly become friends? ”

Zhao Feng smiled and said, "I gave some money." ”

Zhao Chengde was furious: "I dare to find the stubble of this king in Shangjing, and this group of households will play the board." ”

"It's all the little things. Do things with a lot of thought and don't be frizzy. Zhao Feng was still smiling, but Zhao Chengde was slightly stunned. This sentence was taught to his son back then, and it feels strange that it is used by his son to teach himself today.

The four people present all knew about it, and the little county lord of Yan'er couldn't help but laugh out loud, and Ouyang Xiaolan pursed her lips and smiled.

Zhao Feng fell into the ground: "This sentence back then"

Zhao Chengde felt that his old face couldn't hang up, so he picked up the menu to block his face: "Order and eat." It's so funny. "When I looked closely, the menu was upside down.

However, Zhao Chengde looked at the menu. His face gradually darkened: "Why is the food here so expensive, a pot of pot chicken costs one or two silver, and a simple shredded pork with Beijing sauce costs eight hundred yuan, and the shredded pork with Beijing sauce is wrapped in the best sauce in Sichuan cuisine." Or is it made of gold? ”

His Majesty of the Great Wei State is the most powerful. followed by the king of Xiliang, the general, and again Pan Chunwei, but if you want to ask who is the richest, it must be Li Chengde, the king of Jing'an, and there are many interesting things about the king of Jing'an, such as the prince went to Shu, and there are big men in Shu, in order to show the wealth of the family. A coral tree with more than three feet, with a jade ruyi. As a greeting gift. In the hall of King Jing'an, smiling and drinking tea, the momentum is unattainable, squinting at the gift, casually smashing the coral tree with jade Ruyi, Dahao's face is gloomy, the prince ordered someone to move his coral tree out, it is enough to be two people high, Dahao is ashamed.

There is also a prince passing through Shanxi Road, seeing the refugees displaced, not to mention the handout of rice, flour, porridge and grain, but also to distribute silver money, throwing a thousand gold, and the hungry people shouted for a thousand years.

But today he would be worried about a tael of silver, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that it was not worth it, and the more ugly his face became, not because the price was absolutely expensive, but because he knew that the Zhenbei Army's salary was pitiful, all earned by killing the Huns, a head and a tael of silver, and each tael of silver represented that Zhao Feng had gone between life and death, so he felt that the food was expensive, ridiculously expensive, and extremely expensive.

There really is a kind of money that makes people feel distressed to spend!

Zhao Feng knew what his father was thinking, took the menu, and patted his purse: "Rich." Then I ordered four dishes, all of which were home-cooked dishes, simple in style, good and low in price.

But the more Zhao Chengde listened, the more frightened he became, and he hurriedly grabbed Zhao Feng's arm, and Ouyang Xiaolan grabbed the menu: "Enough, enough, too much to eat." ”

Zhao Feng asked for another pot of wine, Zhao Chengde used to strictly prohibit Zhao Feng from drinking, every time Zhao Feng drank in private and was caught by Zhao Chengde, he always inevitably scolded, and the relationship between father and son became more rigid.

Seeing the wine on the table, there was an inexplicable meaning in his tone: "This is also sarcastic about me? ”

Zhao Feng smiled and poured it for everyone, even the little county lord of Yan'er poured a cup: "No, it's just that I've been wanting to have a drink with my father for so many years, and I don't have this opportunity." ”

Zhao Chengde looked at the sake that was not expensive, felt relieved, and raised his head to drink the sake.

Zhao Feng followed, raised his head and drank dry.

The second junior of the restaurant brought the meal, Zhao Chengde kept shaking his head, your dish is too small, 800 Wen is too expensive, at most 600 Wen, that dish has no "color and fragrance", it costs one or two or five dollars of silver, what is the difference between grabbing it? I think a tael of silver is enough.

A total of four dishes were said to be useless by King Jing'an, and according to his tone, the shopkeeper felt that this meal should not ask for money, but should be put into it with some silver coins. Looking at the clothes of a few people, he wondered, how did he not look like a master who was short of money, why did he pick the door like this.

Zhao Chengde's chopsticks are very fine, for fear of falling on the table and wasting it, which is thousands of miles different from the King of Jing'an who rinsed his mouth with blood bird's nest.

Taking advantage of the internal urgency, Zhao Chengde urinated and escaped, and as soon as he went out, his momentum changed, like a prince, and he no longer felt casual with Zhao Feng, and beckoned the restaurant owner to come over.

The boss's eyes were vicious, and his eyes only swept on Zhao Chengde, who was carrying his hands behind his back, and he knew that the other party's identity was not simple, and he was busy nodding his head and waist, extremely humble.

Zhao Chengde took out a silver ticket from his sleeve, pinched it with two fingers and handed it out.

The boss took it with both hands, and when he looked at the amount on it, his heart and liver reached his throat, obediently, how generous and generous his shot was, it was simply lawless.

Zhao Chengde said in a deep voice: "After the prince pays for the meal, he must return the salary money to the Jing'an palace tonight, and if you lose a penny of silver, this king will demolish your restaurant." ”

The boss was frightened when he heard this, his legs did not obey the call, and he was about to kneel down with a plop: "The small one will be sent, and it will be returned with the silver ticket." ”

"You don't have to return the silver ticket, but that son's silver can't be missing." Zhao Chengde was too lazy to talk nonsense, and walked into the restaurant, only to find out in an instant that he had forgotten the convenience of the three urgency, and he was indeed a little panicked.

Looking at the back of King Jing'an, the restaurant owner had mixed feelings and sighed, rich people really know how to play.

At dinner, Zhao Chengde insisted on packing the rest of the meal away, and said that everything was hard.

Zhao Feng glanced at the meals that had already been eaten, and couldn't help shaking his head: "Occupy an area." ”

But Zhao Chengde insisted on this, Zhao Feng couldn't be stubborn, and with the help of Ouyang Xiaolan, it was packed and served.

Zhao Chengde carried four vegetable soups, smiled and watched Zhao Feng take out some trivial silver from his purse, and then saw his son's thick calloused hands count out the copper plates and hand them over, his eyes were slightly red, and he wiped his face with his sleeves while others were not paying attention, feeling very sad.

Back at the palace, Zhao Chengde ordered his subordinates to put away the vegetable soup, and there was no left left of the two steamed buns for supper at night, and the subordinates asked: "Lord, what should I do with the lotus seed soup that has been boiled?" Zhao Chengde frowned: "It's out and down, troublesome." ”

Later, the owner of the restaurant took advantage of the night to send the money back, and Zhao Chengde waved his hand: "Go down." ”

Then he continued to stand in the palace hall, looking at the trivial silver coins on the table in a daze.

After a while, the little hooligan who appeared in the restaurant was also escorted into the palace blindfolded, and Zhao Chengde was condescending: "How much money did you charge?" ”

The little hooligan also wanted to use his relatives as a shield and make a strong voice, but when he looked up and saw the three words "King Jing'an" hanging high in the hall, his legs trembled, and he shouted "Lord Wang, spare his life", while taking out all the silver money on his body, and along with a silver ticket hidden in the sole of his shoe to avoid the tigress at home.

Zhao Chengde's face was displeased: "This king asked you, how much did you receive from that son?" ”

The little rascal didn't dare to hide and lie, and said, "Five taels." ”

Zhao Chengde carefully took out five taels, and casually threw a silver ticket to the little rascal: "Get out, if you let this king know that you leaked this matter, you will have your head." ”

The little rascal kowtowed like pounding garlic, picked up the silver money, and went out of the prince's mansion with a lot of urine, went home, closed the door, and then had the heart to take a look at the silver ticket rewarded by the prince, and when he saw the denomination, his eyes rolled and he fainted.

In the palace hall, Zhao Chengde gathered the lost and recovered silver coins together, took out a close-fitting purse, then put the silver coins in, and then put it back, stretched out his hand and patted it to make sure that it was correct, with a smile on his face, quite proud.

The purse was not a valuable thing, it was something that Zhao Feng and Yan'er caught Zhou, Zhao Feng grabbed a small and delicate brush, and Yan'er grabbed a small jade Ruyi.

At this time, not far away, Zhao Feng watched his father's every move helplessly, with a smile on his face. (To be continued......)