From the departure of Zhao Ji's mother and son to the old man in the middle of the hidden asking Zhao Zheng to come back tomorrow, the time spent on the whole process was not too long, and the total before and after was only one and a half hours, that is, about three hours. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info among them, most of the time is still spent on the road.

Being recognized by the old man in the middle is always more or less surprising. It's not that he doesn't have confidence in Zhao Zheng, but the old man in the middle just stared at Zhao Zheng for a while, asked for a name, and was full of interest, and asked him to come back tomorrow. What does it mean to come back tomorrow? Then I'll tell you to come tomorrow to apprentice! A discerning person understands when he hears it. As for why, hehe, a talented person like this, if he doesn't like you, will still spend time on you? Although there was no saying in ancient times that millions of people went up and down every minute, it was common to avoid people who were not strong enough or who didn't like it.

The three of them bowed respectfully to the old man who had turned around, and then watched the old man approach the room before turning to leave.

The little guy watched his young master walking towards the carriage, and was a little surprised, after all, Zhao Ling and the three of them didn't go to the tea before and after. "Zhao Zheng didn't show it?" Such a thought naturally appeared in the little girl's heart. Set up the stool neatly in his hand and help his young master to board the car.

Zhao Ji took Zhao Zheng's little hand and stood silently and watched. Zhao Ling's speed on the car was not fast, and his every move showed the posture of a rich nobleman. Finally boarded the carriage, Zhao Zheng had just taken a step, but was gently pulled by Zhao Ji. In an instant, Zhao Zheng understood what his mother meant, this cheap uncle would not send their mother and son back. Come to think of it, if someone bumps into them, the Zhao family is still dealing with their mother and son, it will be bad for them.

Zhao Zheng glanced down at his little feet that had already taken a step, and slowly pulled out his little hand from his mother Zhao Ji's warm big hand. took two steps forward, bowed his head, bowed slowly to Zhao Ling in the carriage, and said: "My nephew thanks my uncle for his kindness, my nephew must keep it in mind and repay him in the future!" ”

There was silence in the carriage for a while, but Zhao Zheng could clearly feel the sharp gaze from Zhao Ling. In fact, Zhao Ling had been observing Zhao Zheng's reaction since he boarded the car.

"Zheng'er has a heart!" Zhao Ling responded lightly, and then said no more.

The little guy waited for a while, and saw that his master Zhao Ling and his former master Zhao Ji had nothing to say. Then he struck his horse, and led the two horses pulling the cart forward.

Zhao Zheng silently watched the carriage leave without saying a word. Zhao Ji looked at the cute little man and showed a sweet smile. "He deserves to be his own son!" Zhao Ji thought proudly in her heart. Stretched out his hand and gently stroked Zhao Zheng's hair, and said softly, "Zheng'er, let's go back." ”

"Hmm!" Zhao Zheng looked at Zhao Ji with a big smile.

Zhao Ling's carriage was not moving fast, Zhao Ling sat in the carriage and closed his eyes and thought, his brows furrowed little by little. I kept thinking about Zhao Zheng's various reactions in my mind, from the act of seeing the little guy when I went out, to the appearance of just leaving, bit by bit, without falling at all.

The carriage drove slowly toward the area where the rich lived, and the little man did not whip or shout like the other grooms. Even when the whip is pumped, it is gentle, and it seems to be very precious These two horses are not strong.

The more the car drove towards the affluent area, the quieter the noise around it became. In the end, there were hardly a few walking civilians on the road, and the occasional carriage appeared.

The carriage did not enter the mansion, but stopped at the back gate of the Zhao mansion. Zhao Ling didn't grind like getting into the car this time, and he was so neat that he almost jumped off. After a while, a person came out from behind a small tree next to the street of Zhaofu. The person who came was not tall or thin, slightly capable, but his face was full of smiles, and he bowed to Zhao Ling. Zhao Ling didn't pay attention to it and walked into the Zhao Mansion indifferently. The visitor didn't care, and still smiled and said to the little guy: "Little brother, what about the rent?" After speaking, he stretched out a pair of jet-black hands.

The little guy looked at the comer, looked disdainful, and took out a bronze blade-like thing from his cuff. Some reluctantly threw it at the visitor, and said in his mouth: "Here you go, a knife of money, hurry up, don't let anyone see it!" ”

"Good! Good! Good! The visitor jumped into the carriage without healing, and shook his whip, but before he could whip the horse, the horse began to walk as if it had been trained.

Zhao Ling hurriedly changed his clothes and came to Zhao's father's yard. Father Zhao was tending to the yellow bird he raised at this time, and when he heard the footsteps behind him, he didn't look at it, so he said, "Are you back?" ”

Zhao Ling stopped, about a zhang away from Zhao's father, made a gesture, and called his father.

"How's it going, what's that old gentleman's attitude?"

"The gentleman seems to be very fond of Zheng'er, and the child is almost certain that Zheng'er will be accepted as a disciple by him."

"Oh? How much do you like it? ”

"Dump! Sack! Appearance! Confer! Zhao Ling spit out four words word by word.

Father Zhao turned around and looked at Zhao Ling with sharp eyes. Zhao Ling was not afraid, and met his father's gaze, his face unchanged.

Father Zhao stared at every part of Zhao Ling's face, as if he wanted to verify whether what Zhao Ling said was true. After about seven or eight seconds, he sighed slowly and said, "This is the creation of their mother and son!" ”

Zhao Ling was noncommittal about his father's evaluation, and said slowly: "The child is going to let the second brother send finances to Zheng'er in a few days as academic resources." ”

"Alas! My Zhao family didn't do their best to help their mother and son when they were in danger, and now it seems that I don't know if it's right or wrong! Father Zhao sighed.

"Father doesn't have to mind, driving people to make profits, human nature!" Zhao Lingkuan explained.

"Since Zheng'er can be valued by Mr., he must be a rare smart person in the world. If we treat them like this today, we may not get anything in the future! ”

"That's why the child asks the second brother to send money and goods to the younger sister's mother and son every time."

"Hmm!" Father Zhao nodded and said, "Yue'er has an upright temperament, and she is the most sincere in taking their mother and son, and she doesn't seek the slightest. Perhaps, no matter how bad he is, he can rely on this relationship to bless our Zhao family. ”

Zhao Ling nodded, indicating that he meant exactly that. deposited all the kindness of the Zhao family to Zhao Ji's mother and son in Zhao Yue, and also retained Zhao Ji's last trace of family affection for the Zhao family, and this family affection will definitely become a trace of guilt in Zhao Ji's heart when Zhao Ji's mother and son develop or the Zhao family is in danger in the future. That may be the opportunity for the Zhao family at that time.

Father Zhao looked at his eldest son who didn't say a word, sighed again, and said, "Why do you resent your little sister? She was just a victim at the beginning. ”

Zhao Ling continued to be silent, and came over for a while before he said in a hoarse voice: "The world is just like this!" ”

"Alas, yes, the world is like this, otherwise how could I take all her hatred for our Zhao family?" Father Zhao said softly.

Recalling the past, Zhao's father was slightly stiff for Zhao Ji's huge change from a loving father to a strict father. Zhao Ling understood what his father meant, and he also felt guilty about his father's sacrifice. However, a trace of persistence in his heart made him unwilling to give up all his current achievements and preparations in the past. He Zhao Ling will always have a hurdle in his heart, or it is his life's purpose at this time. No one can help him, and perhaps only when he accomplishes his goal.

"Alright, there you go." Father Zhao's slightly tired voice came.

"Yui!" Zhao Ling bowed deeply to Zhao's father and turned to leave.

Looking at the eldest son who left, a trace of unspeakable pain suddenly emerged in Zhao's father's heart. This is not the first time, but this feeling still makes the corners of his eyes moisten unconsciously. It wasn't until Zhao Ling left completely that Zhao's father cleaned up his mood and continued to serve his yellow bird. He knew that the demonic barrier in Zhao Ling's heart could only be broken by himself!

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Zhao Ji's mother and son, today is really happy. On the way back, there was a lot of laughter. Even when passing by a meat stall, Zhao Ji made an exception and bought some meat to go back.

Staring at the meat in his mother's hand, Zhao Zheng couldn't help but swallow his saliva. Meat is just ordinary mutton, but for Zhao Zheng, it is the most delicious food today. Recalling Zhao Ji's craftsmanship, Zhao Zheng's saliva was about to burst.

The women of this era, no matter whether they are noble or low, will cook and weave cloth. And Zhao Ji has been professionally trained, and the craftsmanship can be imagined.

The road back is not easy to walk, and the waste piled up everywhere in Handan City, and the cow, horse and sheep dung that can be seen everywhere, make there is almost no place to put your feet on the road. At this moment, Zhao Zheng couldn't help but miss Zhao Ling's broken carriage a little. It's uncomfortable to sit, but at least it's much more comfortable than walking, isn't it?

When Zhao Zheng and Zhao Ji returned to their homes, the sun was almost setting, and the sunset reflected almost the entire Handan City. As soon as Zhao Zheng returned home, he rushed to the water tank impatiently, and he didn't care that it hadn't been burned yet, so he drank a few sips. Although it is now close to autumn, the weather is still hot, and the ancients wore long sleeves all year round and walked for such a long time, Zhao Zheng's back was already wet. Even Zhao Ji was sweating profusely, panting lightly.

However, Zhao Ji didn't rest for too long, so she picked up the mutton and walked to the kitchen. And Zhao Zheng is not lagging behind, running before and after, helping Zhao Ji pour water for a while, and helping Zhao Ji make fire for a while. With a busy face, he almost wrote, "I'm going to eat meat."

For Zhao Zheng, who was so active at this time, Zhao Ji just chuckled, and the movements in her hands were not slack. After all, in her opinion, her son has achieved such an amazing achievement, and it is worth celebrating today. People always say that mothers are more doting on their children, and Zhao Ji is no different. That's right, in her opinion, Zhao Zheng, as her son, can be valued by a great power, which is already a great achievement!