Zhao Hongshou scolded his sons like this, and the housekeeper hurriedly followed his master. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Zhao Hongshou seems to have something to say, but he knows that his housekeeper can't interfere in the housekeeping of him, the head of the family. It's all in vain, Zhao Hongshou can only walk while thinking about whether he should expose his son.

He walked out of the gate of his house, and then got into the car that had been prepared, which had just been purchased by the imperial court and distributed to the ministers of the various ministries, in order to show the love of His Majesty the Emperor, and the acceptance and pursuit of new things in the Ming Empire.

The butler helped him open the door of the car, and after Zhao Hongshou got into the car, the butler sat in the passenger seat of the car, and then ordered the car to be started and headed to the Forbidden City of His Majesty the Emperor. As soon as the car started, Zhao Hongshou seemed to remember something, so he opened his mouth and ordered: "Let the carriage follow, this new thing is unreliable." In case something goes wrong, I'll change to a carriage! ”

In fact, cars have been around for many years, and that immature age is long gone. Nowadays, some dignitaries like to take a more noble and more identious, more avant-garde and faster car when they go out. Zhao Hongshou said this, on the one hand, because of his old-fashioned character, and on the other hand, it also had something to do with what he was thinking in his head.

The emerging business chaebols, for Zhao Hongshou at this moment, are simply more terrifying than poison and demons. They corrode Zhao Mingyi and threatened Zhao Hongshou's position, and they were his enemies! That's why he looked at the car sitting under his ass a little unpleasantly, and even full of distrust.

Hearing Zhao Hongshou's order, the housekeeper hurriedly got out of the car again and asked the servants to prepare the carriage used in the old court. After about a few minutes, the carriage was ready, and the butler returned to the car and replied to Zhao Hongshou: "Master, the carriage is ready, and ...... will follow behind."

"Let's go!" Zhao Hongshou sat in the car during this time, and he was also doing ideological struggles all over his head, and he was reluctant to give up Zhao Mingyi's son, and the tiger poison still didn't eat children, let alone him? But after all, he decided that he should go to the Forbidden City and tell His Majesty the Emperor about all the things that happened in his family.

The car and carriage left Zhao's mansion one after the other, and Zhao Hongshou in the car was also constantly thinking about whether his decision was really correct: his plan was not to hand over his son to kill his relatives in righteousness, but to take out some of the guilt and ask for a safe confession and forgiveness first. In any case, first show his own position on this matter to the emperor, clear himself, and then find a way to save his son.

Once he cleared himself, the position of the first assistant of the Ming Empire would still be a bargaining chip. When the time comes, give in to His Majesty the Emperor, and then use the previous hard work to ask His Majesty the Emperor for a pardon - although the losses are heavier, it is always better than the total annihilation, isn't it?

But the scheming Zhao Hongshou thought about it on his car, but found that the countermeasure he came up with temporarily seemed to have a very fatal problem: although confession can play a certain role in clearing himself, it is also a "stinky chess" to hand over his initiative to others.

If this matter is stabbed in front of His Majesty the Emperor like this, who can guarantee that his thin face can make His Majesty the Emperor feel light? If the emperor was determined to deal with Zhao Mingyi, he had already reported it at that time, what could he do for his son?

No one can be sure whether this matter will eventually be found on the head of his son Zhao Mingyi; And no one is sure if he can suppress this matter and stabilize the situation for his son! After all, it's his own son, so I'm really reluctant.

Seeing that his car had passed the familiar torii and streets, and it was not far from the palace, Zhao Hongshou finally relented, he felt that he should wait a little longer, and try to discuss with his son a way to get the best of both worlds, and the father and son worked together to overcome the difficulty in front of him.

After going back, he met with Wang Jianfeng, who had always advocated the first repair of internal affairs, and came up with an idea for Wang Jianfeng to take out the emergency money of 10 million gold coins in his hand and smash it on the construction of the Yellow River embankment...... and then handed over the fold that he had no money to continue to collect, which could be regarded as a statement to Zhang Baiting's bastard.

first get the time you need and the opportunity to operate, and then go back yourself, and then find another opportunity to arrange for someone to be Zhang Baiting to wash away his son's suspicions...... It's a big deal, if His Majesty the Emperor proposes to conquer Liaodong a year later, and he fully supports to make up for this time, that's it. The more Zhao Hongshou thought about it, the more he felt that what he was thinking of now was also a solution, and his eyes that had been closed along the way also opened.

"Forget it!" In the end, his love for his son, as well as his guilt for his old wife, made Zhao Hongshou decide to discuss this matter in the long run, he looked at the red palace wall of the Forbidden City not far away, and suddenly opened his mouth to deny his plan to enter the palace to report the report, and ordered: "Butler!" Turn the car around and go home! ”

I don't know why, the old man of his own family suddenly changed his plan to enter the palace to face the saint, but he has been Zhao Hongshou's housekeeper for thirty years, and he is naturally a powerful character like a human spirit. He hurriedly asked the driver to slow down, then turned around and returned to the Zhao Mansion the same way.

The driver of the car did not hesitate, immediately slowed down and began to turn the steering wheel, and the car also began to steer deftly on the road, and after making a beautiful and delicate semicircle, pointed the front of the car to the route it had come. The carriage also turned slowly, and the two carriages continued to move one after the other, but in opposite directions.

"Alas......" Sitting in the rickety car, Zhao Hongshou felt that his heart was hollowed out, he closed his eyes again and recuperated, and his mind began to echo the tangled voice of how to fight for Zhao Mingyi's way to live. couldn't help it, Zhao Hongshou lamented again, why can't this son of his be like the unicorn of the Wang family, bring honor to himself and become his backing?

Even if you can't help, even if you can't be so good, you can always hold back, right? As a result, his son named Zhao Mingyi seems to have no other role except for being able to cause chaos for himself at the most critical time. If Zhao Hongshou knew that there was such a word to describe this stupid second ancestor in later generations, he would have used it - what a cheat!

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