Zhao Zongyang was not surprised when he saw Zhao Hongming and Zhao Hongxing coming to see him together, but because he and Zhao Hongwei were very surprised when they praised Zhao Hongxing's "wit" when he interrogated the thief.

Zhao Hongxing was stared at a little uncomfortable by Zhao Zongyang's "You have finally opened your mind", and hurriedly asked him to take the "activity funds" that he had said.

Zhao Zongyang didn't talk nonsense, and generously allocated him a few hundred taels of silver.

Subsequently, when everyone was saying goodbye to the joyful Zhao Hongxing, Zhao Zongyang stopped Zhao Hongming alone and asked casually: "Are you ready?"

Zhao Hongming understood what Zhao Zongyang meant, nodded, and replied casually: "I'm ready, Daddy." ”

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In the south, a small town surrounded by mountains and rivers that is very suitable for playing, Zhao Hongsheng and his team to participate in Zhao Hongming's wedding ceremony in Beijing have been staying here for half a month.

"Childe, haven't you enjoyed enough of the scenery here?" Zhao Hongsheng sat on the top floor of a teahouse built on a small hillside, and when he was leisurely drinking this tea, the attendant standing beside him asked.

"What, are you tired of being stupid?" said Zhao Hongsheng, overlooking the beautiful scenery of the town.

"The little ones don't dare. The attendant quickly bowed his head and apologized, "But, but......"

"But someone asked you to rush me?" Zhao Hongsheng glanced back at the stumbling attendant.

"Yes, yes. The squire nodded.

"Of course they're anxious, huh. Zhao Hongsheng chuckled, picked up the teacup and took a sip, "Sending others to be cannon fodder is their specialty." ”

"Oh, what Childe said is really ugly. The person who said this was not the attendant, but a person sitting opposite Zhao Hongsheng.

"You!Who are you!?" The attendant was frightened, the top floor of this teahouse was just their table, and there were only two masters and servants, why did a person suddenly appear on the other side of the table?

Zhao Hongsheng waved his hand, signaling the startled attendant to be quieter, looking at this guy who was dressed in black and had a black veil and a body as strong as a cow, but spoke in a girly manner, and frowned.

"Oh, it seems that it wasn't the old guys of the Yuanji Sect who urged me to hurry?" Zhao Hongsheng stole another cup of tea and put it in front of this guy, "What, are you in a hurry?"

"We're not in a hurry, we're not in a hurry. The strong man in black said while pinching his orchid fingers and pretentiously, "We're just afraid that the son will forget the time and delay the business, so ah, remind, remind." ”

Reminder. Zhao Hongsheng took a sip and exhausted the tea in his teacup, and then nodded, "I thank you?"

"Oh, son, what the slave family should do. The strong man pinched his throat and almost vomited the attendant.

"Hmph, you and those old things are all the way. Zhao Hongsheng saw that the nature of the scenery was completely lost, and instructed the attendant: "Let's leave immediately, I can't stay in this place." ”

After speaking, Zhao Hongsheng got up and left.

As he walked, Zhao Hongsheng chanted a poem aloud.

Good mountains, good water, good customs,

There is also a trip to the west.

His feet seem to be in his country,

It is actually a sweet orange to make an orange.

"Don't say it, Childe is so Yaxing. The girly man was looking in the direction of Zhao Hongsheng going downstairs, but a voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Hey, I'm scared to death, why don't you say anything when you show up. The strong man seemed to be startled by the guy who suddenly appeared, and he pinched the "pink fist" and was about to hammer him.

"I was wrong, and my men were merciful. The guy who appeared later, who was also dressed in black and covered with black cloth, but lean and lean, felt that he might not be able to withstand this "powder fist" as big as a casserole, so he quickly admitted his mistake.

"It's really refreshing to stay in a place with good scenery, this Zhao Gongzi is happy to compose poems. The lean man said.

"Zhao Gongzi's poem is made because he is happy, and people are feeling aggrieved. The strong man in black twisted his waist.

"Ah, can't you? Don't they all say that poetry can only be felt when they are in a good mood?" said the lean man in surprise.

"Yo, you don't understand the meaning of Zhao Gongzi's poem at all?"

"I really don't understand this...... lean man admitted very honestly.

"Hey, you're a little stupid. The strong man in black raised his "pink fist" and gestured up and down at the lean man: "I really want to beat your unsmart little head." ”

"Haha, spare your life, haha......"

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At night, inside the Wenfang Building.

Zhao Hongxing took Le Aya, Hongyi, Zhao Zhongling and Mr. Cang to the booked box, and told everyone very generously to order casually.

Of course he can be generous, anyway, in the end, it is his eldest brother Zhao Hongming who consumes.

Zhao Hongming is also talking, so Zhao Hongxing is in the excitement of getting a lot of pocket money.

Although he was not short of money to spend, it was a pity that after he saw the silver in vain, he made a difference.

Just as Zhao Hongxing, Le Aya and Zhao Zhongling were happily eating and drinking, Zhao Hongming sat there silent and didn't say a word. It's not that he's unhappy, you can tell from the way he looks that he's thinking about something.

For Zhao Hongming's appearance, Zhao Zhongling and Zhao Hongxing, who are younger brothers and sisters, are also used to it. Zhao Hongming is often in this state of silence when thinking about problems, although he seems to think seriously, he will also react to the outside world when he interacts with him.

No, when Zhao Zhongling yelled for everyone to toast together, Zhao Hongming also obediently picked up the cup - but there was nothing in his cup.

The food and drink in Wenfanglou are good, and now is the most lively time in the evening, and the stage downstairs is also lively and singing and playing. Everyone was talking and laughing very happily in this box, and even the old man couldn't resist the atmosphere in the room and Zhao Zhongling's request, so he drank a little wine.

After a while, there was a knock on the door of the box.

After Hongyi confirmed who was coming from the door, he opened the door, and several attendants walked in, closing the window that was open to the platform downstairs, and the noise outside stopped abruptly.

Le Aya and Zhao Zhongling understand that this is the main event, and Miss Wei is finally going to appear!

During this period of the sudden increase in the foreign population, the business of Wenfanglou has been very prosperous, after all, this is a well-known place, and many people who can come to the capital want to see the graceful posture of the girls in this building when they perform.

Of course, as the leader of Miss Wei, that is the goal of people vying to make an appointment.

But it's a pity that Miss Wei is not rich enough to invite the characters to perform in the box. At the juncture when so many people were vying for high-priced invitations, people rested.

Wen Fanglou was even more surprisingly not blaming Miss Wei for being rich and not earning money, but expressed his support.

"Our girl Wei is conscientious, what's wrong with a few days off!" this is what the proprietress said when she heard a customer complain about Miss Wei.

But Miss Wei still gave Yan Feng the royal family a lot of face, I heard that today Zhao Hongxing was going to personally book a private room to set up a table and invite her to come out to perform, Miss Wei agreed without saying a word.

Now, the dressed up Miss Wei is about to make her official debut, and the people in the room, especially Le Aya and Zhao Zhongling, who like Miss Wei's performance, are starting to get excited.

Dressed in white, Miss Wei appeared at the door with light steps, looked at the guests in the room, and saluted.

"Welcome to all the princesses and princesses, little girl, I ......" In the middle of her words, Miss Wei suddenly trembled and pinched the remaining half of the words.

Although the magnitude of the shaking is not large, Zhao Hongxing still sees it in his eyes.

What's the matter? Is there anything in this room that scares you, Miss Wei?

(In the end, I didn't arrive before 12 o'clock, can I give two recommendation votes?)