Chapter 147 Mid-Autumn Festival

The full moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival is the time for family reunion. The small courtyard of the Li family was full of people. In addition to the five brothers of Li Dad, Li Xiaonuan's aunt and family also came unexpectedly. Of course, Daddy Li also invited Granny Yu and Zhou Liufei to celebrate the festival together.

Compared with the liveliness of the Li family, the Zhao family is quite deserted. Not for anything else, just because, around their yard was forcibly occupied by a gentry named Qian Daming. At this time, construction was going on in that area.

Curious villagers went to ask the workers what they were going to do. The answer was that they wanted to build a mansion as luxurious as the royal palace.

At this moment, Wei Lu was sitting behind the screen in the side hall with a dark face, listening to Zhao Lichuan playing Tai Chi with that General Qian.

"General Qian, are you really going to do this?" Zhao Lichuan asked lightly.

Qian Daming, who was known as General Qian, replied without hesitation: "The order of the saint will not dare to disobey the general." Second prince, why don't you go back to the capital with the last general and ask the saint for instructions in person. If the Holy One says that there is no need to start the work, the people will be evacuated immediately. ”

Zhao Lichuan was a little speechless, after all, his identity was there. Even if he didn't want to admit it.

"General Qian, you forgot, the second prince and Concubine Lu were already buried in the fire sixteen years ago. It was the emperor who personally announced the world and built a mausoleum. "This is the place where Zhao Lichuan can't forgive the emperor the most.

Qian Daming is a reckless man, except for listening to orders, he doesn't think about anything else: "In this matter, please ask His Royal Highness the Second Prince to ask His Majesty for instructions in person, and the general will not have the right to ask." ”

Wei Lu gritted a mouthful of silver teeth behind the screen, almost not being by this reckless man. She thought that the man had sent such a person to anger her. Isn't it possible for their mother and son to have a stable way to live?

Zhao Lichuan was still bland: "General Qian, I still say that." Although my surname is Zhao, I have nothing to do with the royal family. Also, don't put a name on me, I don't want to be a stepping stone for them to reach the top. If he really is so rare as his eldest son, why not simply make his eldest son the crown prince. Do you have to force me to fight other princes so that his beloved eldest son can safely ascend to that position? Isn't he afraid that my wings will be too full-fledged and that my beloved son will be abolished? ”

The more General Qian listened, the more wrong he became, and he always felt that he was going to be unlucky after hearing these words.

But Zhao Lichuan didn't give him a chance to interject: "General Qian, you just tell that person these words as they are." Also, by the way, you told him that I had found a treasure on the sea and was about to move there. ”

After saying that, Zhao Lichuan directly asked Zhao Lin to send off guests with Uncle Lin. Because, he had already heard the sound of his mother Wei Lu gritting her teeth behind the screen.

"Mother, don't be angry. Let's have a good Mid-Autumn Festival, and we'll move to that island in half a month. Master has been gone for a month, and he should have arranged things almost as well. As soon as we get there, I'll take you out to the sea to fish. It's fun, really. Zhao Wangchuan spared the screen and persuaded Wei Lu with a smile on his face.

Wei Lu snorted coldly and said: "Even if you still have a little conscience, you haven't been coaxed back by your cold-hearted father, and when we go to live on that island, you will marry a daughter-in-law and give birth to a few grandchildren for your mother." ”

Zhao Lichuan smiled even more: "Mother, there are some poor people on that island, but you can't find a daughter-in-law you like." Why don't you tell me who you like, and your son will tie you up and let her accompany you on that island, and be your daughter-in-law? ”

Wei Lu nodded Zhao Wangchuan's forehead with a smile and said, "I will be happy to find my mother." You say that, I really have a candidate. Do you remember the girl you met when you accompanied your mother to the Tibetan Herb Clinic a few days ago? Mother likes that, you just tie her up. ”

Zhao Lichuan thought about it for a while, and then remembered who the girl he met that day was: "Mother, the woman likes Qi Ji." Didn't you see that the girl was pestering Qi Ji at that time? If you let your son kidnap her, aren't you afraid that she won't be able to think about it? ”

Wei Lu looked at Zhao Lichuan speechlessly: "Which one made you really tie up?" You won't take the opportunity to get close to others, and then let the girl follow you with all her heart? Mother didn't really like that Qi Ji when she saw that girl. Her entangled strength should be asking for something. ”

Don't say it, Wei Lu is still the truth. The girl they were talking about was Sang Moyun who was trying to pester Qi Ji and ask him to treat her mother. But Qi Ji didn't agree and refused directly.

As soon as Sang Moyun was impulsive, he got into trouble with Qi Ji, and entangled him all day long under the pretext of falling in love with Qi Ji. Even in a place like Qi Ji's Qinglou, Sang Moyun followed suit.

For this reason, Wei Yu ridiculed Sang Moyun more than once. But Sang Moyun is still the same, and reports to the hospital on time every day. The entire medical hall, even those patients, recognized Sang Moyun. What's more, it was directly said that Sang Moyun was Qi Ji's daughter-in-law who had not passed the door.

In this situation, Dr. Qi stood by and watched it, happy to see it happen. Fei Fei also agreed with Sang Moyun's behavior and praised her. Therefore, Sang Moyun is even more fearless. The hospital hall has become like her home.

Qi Ji complained bitterly. He explained to Dr. Qi and Fei Fei many times that Sang Moyun would grind because he wanted him. But they didn't believe it, and they all persuaded Qi Ji to get along with other girls quickly, and at the end of the year, they would immediately marry them.

This time, Qi Ji finally tasted the taste of moving stones to hit his feet. He went to Wei Yu for this matter. I hope Wei Yu can help him persuade Sang Moyun. However, this idea was Wei Yu's idea, and Wei Yu naturally would not self-destruct his words.

Qi Ji was depressed, so he tried his best to avoid Sang Moyun. On this day, he secretly fled to Xinzhou Village. Because here, he only knew the people of the Li family and the Zhao family, so he was standing at the intersection, hesitating which one to go to.

After all, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it is a bit rude to go to someone else's house. After thinking about it, Qi Ji still went to Zhao's house. It's just that he just approached the gate of the Zhao family when he was stopped.

It was arranged by General Qian's subordinates to protect Zhao Wangchuan's mother and son.

Qi Ji had no choice but to turn back. When I passed by the door of Li's house, I once again heard the lively sound inside. He knocked on the door, eager to join in.

The one who came out to answer the door was Li Xiaonuan's cousin Xiaoqian. Seeing Qi Ji again, Xiaoqian no longer has the kind of blind throbbing that she used to have. It's just that the pure and youthful emotion still exists strongly.

Qi Ji, who has only seen Xiaoqian twice, has long forgotten her identity. Therefore, he stood at the gate of the courtyard and asked awkwardly: "Girl, is Li Xiaonuan at home?" ”

Why did he ask Li Xiaonuan if he was at home, instead of asking Xiaoyang or someone else, Qi Ji himself couldn't understand what was going on. In short, what he blurted out was Li Xiaonuan.

When Xiao Qian heard Qi Ji's question, she lost her mind for a moment.

PS: I really want to break it off like that. But I persevered. No, it's just that when I look back at it in the future, I can feel a little gratified. (To be continued.) )