"PS: In the afternoon, a family of five went out for a family trip together, and it was sent in advance."

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"That is my third uncle? Zhao Yuanzuo, the king of Southern Liang? Good...... Good...... It's so ordinary......

After carefully observing the middle-aged man in plain white coarse cloth, Zhao Hongrun's face showed a bit of incredulity.

Because Zhao Yuanli once revealed to Zhao Hongrun that his third uncle Zhao Yuanzuo was a genius who was good at leading and using soldiers, Zhao Hongrun instinctively guessed the type of Confucian general of his third uncle.

Therefore, in his opinion, his third uncle, Zhao Yuanzuo, the king of Southern Liang, should be an elegant general with a lofty instrument, but the middle-aged man in white in front of him has an elegant atmosphere, but he is less domineering, it is hard to imagine that he has participated in the battle for the throne of the previous generation, and even Wei Tianzi is extremely jealous of him.

It's like ...... The mixture of scholars and farmers made it impossible to see anything worthy of Wei Tianzi's fear, which made Zhao Hongrun slightly disappointed.

"It can't be the wrong person, right?"

Zhao Hongrun guessed with some inaccuracy.

And at this moment, his sixth uncle Zhao Yuanli had already bowed to the other party, and said with a smile: "Brother Sanwang, don't come unharmed." ”

Zhao Hongrun was stunned when he heard this, because Zhao Yuanyan's words had proved that the middle-aged man in coarse cloth was Zhao Yuanzuo, the king of Southern Liang.

Looking at the brightly dressed Sixth Uncle Zhao Yuanli on the left, and then looking at the third uncle Zhao Yuanzuo in coarse cloth clothes on the right, Zhao Hongrun felt that his understanding was about to be subverted.

"It's Yuan Li." Zhao Yuanzuo, the king of Southern Liang, smiled brightly: "You came here to greet me?" ”

"Exactly." Zhao Yuanli also smiled.

"How long have you waited?" Zhao Yuanzuo asked.

"Soon, about two hours or so."

"Yes." Zhao Yuanzuo looked at Zhao Yuanli for a while, and said with a smile: "It's really good that you are patient...... It's really been waited for by you to be a brother. ”

"......" Zhao Yuanyan frowned slightly, patted Zhao Hongrun on the shoulder, and said, "Hongrun." I still don't bow to your third uncle. ”

"Huh?" Zhao Hongrun was stunned, and when he came back to his senses, he hurriedly bowed to Zhao Yuanzuo, and called respectfully: "Nephew Hongrun, I have seen the third uncle." ”

"......" Zhao Yuanzuo looked at Zhao Yuanyan, and then at Zhao Hongrun, and said in surprise: "This son is ......"

seemed to have guessed Zhao Yuanzuo's thoughts. Zhao Yuanyan patted Zhao Hongrun's shoulder, and introduced it with a smile: "This is the eighth son of the emperor Hongrun, who is only fifteen years old and has become the king of Su, cousin can not underestimate this kid, he once led 25,000 Jun water army, not only repelled the 160,000 Chu army that invaded my Great Wei, but also counterattacked the territory of Chu State, and laid down eighteen cities in Chu State......"

"Oh?" A few traces of surprise flashed in Zhao Yuanzuo's eyes, and he suddenly said, "When I was in Nanliang." I also heard that my Ji surname Zhao clan produced an amazing handsome man, it turned out ......" After that, he looked Zhao Hongrun up and down a few times, smiled and asked, "Do you know who I am?" ”

"You're the third uncle." Zhao Hongrun replied respectfully.

"......" A hint of surprise flashed in Zhao Yuanzuo's eyes, and he immediately nodded and smiled: "What a respectful and polite young man." ”

Hearing the prince's approval, Mu Qing secretly snickered behind him: Our Royal Highness? Respectful and courteous? Hey!

At this time, Zhao Yuanli pointed to the wine and food on the stone table in the pavilion, and said with a smile: "Brother Wang has been driving all the way. It was very hard, and Brother Wang had prepared a thin wine here. Brother Wang can appreciate his face? ”

"Brother Wang invited, how could my brother refuse? But...... Hold on. ”

After that, Zhao Yuanzuo whispered a few words into the carriage under the gaze of Zhao Hongrun and Zhao Yuanyan, and then he stretched out his hand. A woman dressed like a peasant woman was helped out of the carriage, followed by a girl of four or five years old.

"Wouldn't that be ...... Princess Nanliang and the lord of Nanliang, right?'

Zhao Hongrun looked at the woman and the girl who looked like a country girl with a strange expression, and it was really difficult to associate their dress with their noble status.

"The two of them bumped all the way with me, and I wanted my brother to get them out of the car to breathe...... Don't mind, right? Zhao Yuanzuo said to Zhao Yuanli.

Zhao Yuanli was stunned. Immediately, he hurriedly expressed his attitude: "Yuan Li has seen my sister-in-law." ”

The woman replied shyly, and then was helped by her husband, Zhao Yuanzuo, to sit down at the stone table in the pavilion.

However, the little girl next to her was not very afraid of life, she looked at Zhao Yuanli on the left and Zhao Hongrun on the right, blinking her eyes and looking very curious.

Because the pavilion is not spacious, the three groups of guards are all standing outside the pavilion with interest, and at this moment in the pavilion, there are only three members of the family of Zhao Yuanzuo, the king of Southern Liang, and Zhao Yuanli and Zhao Hongrun's uncle and nephew.

I have to say that the atmosphere in the pavilion is a little awkward, especially when Zhao Hongrun compares Zhao Yuanzuo and Zhao Yuanling with the two brothers, a coarse cloth shirt, poor and poor; A brightly dressed one that exudes luxury.

This made Zhao Hongrun feel a little emotional: they are obviously brothers, but their fates are diametrically opposite.

"Dad, can I eat this? It looks delicious......"

The four or five-year-old girl looked at a plate of dried plums on the stone table and asked timidly.

Hearing this, the three men in the pavilion all felt a little sad.

Even, Zhao Hongrun could faintly feel that the third uncle sighed secretly.

The dignified prince, the former third son of the emperor, has fallen to this point!

Looking at this scene, even Zhao Hongrun felt a little guilty: after all, it was his father, the emperor, who exiled the three members of the Sanbo family to the desolate place of Wei for seventeen years.

"Eat, these are meant to entertain you."

Zhao Hongrun put all the plates of dried fruits in front of the little girl.

However, the little girl still didn't stretch out her hand, just looked at her father with expectant eyes.

"Eat." Zhao Yuanzuo nodded, and immediately glanced at Zhao Hongrun deeply.

With her father's permission, the little girl suddenly smiled, reached out and grabbed the prunes from the plate and stuffed them into her mouth.

As a result, she was reprimanded by the woman: "Ying'er, why are you so unruly? How did you teach your mother on weekdays? ”

Hearing this, the little girl hurriedly stood up, changed her eating appearance as if she had just gobbled up, and ate slowly.

『……』

Zhao Hongrun glanced at the woman in surprise, he had vaguely guessed. This woman is probably not as simple as an ordinary peasant woman, and nine times out of ten she is also the daughter of a famous family.

But what surprised him even more was that Zhao Yuanzuo took the initiative to pour a glass of water for the woman and gently motioned her to moisten her throat.

"Thank you, Mr. Thanks." The woman thanked her gently.

"This is the same thing, right?"

Zhao Hongrun couldn't help but be moved.

The dignified prince, the former third son of the emperor, and a married woman of the family, after being exiled by Wei Tianzi. In the difficult living environment, we supported each other, loved each other, and respected each other like guests, for a full seventeen years.

It's simply ...... It's incredible!

How can the feelings that arise from such a forced marriage be so strong?

Zhao Hongrun felt that his understanding had been subverted again.

The pavilion gradually quieted down, Zhao Hongrun and Zhao Yuanli looked at Zhao Yuanzuo silently, watching him carefully take care of the mother and daughter eating, this warm feeling made Zhao Hongrun moved and yearned. It also made him feel a little strange.

It seems that this gentle man in front of him, who is like a good husband and a good father, will really be the person who once assisted the elder prince of the East Palace and competed for the throne with the current Great Wei monarch?

This is obviously not the right style of painting!

Zhao Hongrun, who was full of puzzlement, carefully looked at the third uncle in front of him, trying to find out that this third uncle was worthy of his father's jealousy, and worthy of his sixth uncle, Zhao Yuanyan.

But unfortunately, Zhao Hongrun got nothing, as if in front of him. Just an ordinary person.

As if noticing Zhao Hongrun's scrutinizing gaze, Zhao Yuanzuo, the king of Southern Liang, raised his head. looked at Zhao Hongrun with great interest, and also looked at this nephew.

"What are you looking at?" Zhao Yuanzuo asked calmly.

At that moment, Zhao Hongrun instinctively felt a chill, especially when his gaze met the sight of the third uncle, an inexplicable cold current flowed up along his spine, making his cold hairs stand on end. The arm was even more aroused with goosebumps.

That feeling, Zhao Hongrun can't describe in words.

I can only instinctively perceive that the seemingly gentle third uncle in front of him is not like the ordinary Wei people, who are inferior to men and women, especially the third uncle who treats his wife and daughter well. I'm afraid it's not as simple as he evaluates with his eyes.

Especially, when Zhao Yuanzuo smiled more and expressed kindness, the more the alarm-like intuition in Zhao Hongrun's heart became stronger and stronger.

This feeling is like the feeling when Wei Tianzi showed his yin side at the beginning, but it was his father, so Zhao Hongrun was not very afraid.

But the ...... in front of him

Zhao Hongrun swallowed his saliva and felt some sweat on his forehead.

"This son ......"

Zhao Yuanzuo noticed the cold sweat on Zhao Hongrun's forehead, and couldn't help but be stunned, in fact, he didn't show hostility towards this nephew, but somehow, this nephew was sweating profusely.

Zhao Yuanzuo knows what is going on, this is the instinct of people to seek good fortune and avoid evil, but some people are weak, and some people are stronger.

And people who generally have this kind of talent are often able to perceive opportunities and perceive dangers in advance.

"This son...... It's a piece of jade! It's a pity that it's the son of the fourth......

After feeling sorry in his heart, Zhao Yuanzuo set his eyes on Zhao Yuanyan.

At this time, his eyes were a little complicated, as if he was sneering, as if he was mocking, and as if he was laughing at himself.

And Zhao Yuanyan's face was as smiling as always.

After a long time, Zhao Yuanzuo shook his head with a sunny face, picked up the wine glass in front of him, and toasted Zhao Yuanzuo.

There was no toast, nor any words, Zhao Yuanzuo just had a drink with Zhao Yuanyan.

And after drinking that cup, the three members of Zhao Yuanzuo, the king of Southern Liang, took their leave, got into the carriage, and headed in the direction of Daliang under the escort of the five guards.

Looking at the dilapidated carriage driving far into the distance, Zhao Hongrun felt incredible.

"Sixth uncle, didn't you come to greet the third uncle to have this drink with him?"

"What did you say?" Zhao Yuanli said with a smile: "We brothers haven't seen each other for many years, drinking is only secondary, have a good chat, talk about the brotherhood in the past, this is the most important thing." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Hongrun said with an incredulous face: "But you haven't talked a few words." ”

"No, we've already talked about it."

Zhao Yuanyan said with a smile, and immediately, he turned over and stepped on the horse when he came, and teased: "Hongrun, on the way back, is it better to compare?" ”

"No! When I practice my riding skills, I will compete, and then you will lose Uncle Six! ”

"Haha, the sixth uncle will wait and see. …… Let's go! ”

"Hmm!" (To be continued.) )