It was a little late, and Zhao Tingzhi returned to the house.

Today, he was a little tired and of course a little excited. The reason why he was tired was because of what happened in the morning, which made him smell an unusual smell. Xu Jiang, the old man, actually spoke out to agree with him, this is the first time in the world, and that words are sincere, which is even rarer.

If Xu Jiang is against himself as usual, no matter how fierce his words are and how out of shape, Zhao Tingzhi has long been accustomed to it, and he will not remember this matter all day long. But today, he had no intention of dealing with political affairs all day long, thinking about this matter all the time, thinking about every word in Xu Jiang's words, but he never guessed the clue. But the more he couldn't guess the clue, the more he felt that there must be something unspeakable, and then the more he wanted to think about it. In such a vicious circle, it is impossible for him not to get tired.

Before returning home today, he found an excuse to meet with Mu Yun and think about him for an idea. But even Mu Yun, who has great powers, doesn't know much about Xu Jiang, let alone guess his true thoughts. Mu Yun could only persuade him: Don't be shocked, I think he also saw that what you said was really polite, so he had to casually echo it, or he just wanted to show his good mind in front of the emperor, and he might not have a plan!

Zhao Tingzhi was naturally dissatisfied with this answer, but he couldn't think of a better answer himself, so he had to believe it. At the same time, he secretly reminded himself in his heart to be careful, it seems that His Majesty is about to announce the prime minister's candidate soon, and he can't afford to lose the opportunity at this critical moment. Therefore, no matter what kind of guest comes these days, you should not meet with them, and you will never visit anyone else unless it is absolutely necessary. We should also be very careful about things at home, and if there is a sign of a possible adverse effect, we must put it out immediately.

Zhao Ting got the official sedan chair, and his family borrowed it. Although Zhao Tingzhi is old, his body is still as healthy as when he was young. He didn't need help, and he walked very lightly.

As he walked, he asked the butler who greeted him: "Nothing unusual happened in the house today, right?"

The housekeeper is also surnamed Zhao, but he is not sold as a slave in Zhao Ting's family, he is just surnamed Zhao originally, and has no other relationship with Zhao Ting's family, except for the master and servant. Hearing Zhao Tingzhi's question, Steward Zhao hurriedly replied: Back to the master, everything is normal at home, but there is nothing out of the ordinary.

Zhao Tingzhi nodded with satisfaction. This Zhao steward has followed him for many years and is calm, and Zhao Tingzhi can still trust him. Moreover, don't look at this Steward Zhao's body is slightly fat, a little rich, and he always has a little flattering smile on his face, as if this person has no other skills except for slapping horses. But in fact, this Zhao steward is actually Zhao Tingzhi's bodyguard, and he still has a few punches and kicks on his body, but while he has extraordinary martial arts, he is also very good at slapping horses, and he is thoughtful when he greets him, so he gets Zhao Tingzhi's trust and gradually climbs to the position of the housekeeper.

Zhao Tingzhi suddenly remembered Zhao Mingcheng again. Although this child has been under his care recently, he is much more honest, and even the maid in the house he will never touch at will, as if he has completely changed a person, but this child used to be very frizzy, and it is safest to ask him a few words. At that moment, he said to himself: You go and call San Lang to me, I have something to explain!

Steward Zhao said in embarrassment: This San Lang is not in the house now!

Zhao Tingzhi's face changed immediately, he looked back at the sky, and said: What time has it been, why haven't you gone home yet?

Steward Zhao saw that Zhao Tingzhi seemed to be angry, and hurriedly smiled and comforted: Master don't be alarmed, San Lang is not too young, and nothing may happen if he is alone outside!

Zhao Tingyi stepped in: Where am I afraid that something will happen to him, I am afraid that he will find trouble!

Steward Zhao said with a smile: He said it himself, what kind of poetry club he was participating in, what kind of alliance he thought was formed by a group of students, and the left was just some things like flying and singing, dancing wildly, and nothing would happen!

Zhao Tingzhi's face softened a little. In fact, if Zhao Mingcheng mixed with those literati who were Taixue or Guozixue, Zhao Tingzhi would not stop him, but would encourage him. The reason is that those students are either powerful or talented, in short, they are all future Guodong, if you can get along with them as soon as possible, it will definitely be very beneficial to Zhao Mingcheng's future exhibition.

But Zhao Tingzhi thought about it and felt that something was wrong: San Lang had never liked to participate in any literary or poetry meetings before, how could he suddenly change his temperament? Besides, even if he really changed his temperament, he went to the poetry meeting too often recently, right? Could it be that those scholars don't read, and they are wholeheartedly engaged in this and that?

Steward Zhao was immediately speechless.

Zhao Tingzhi hurriedly asked: When he was leaving, did he tell you where he went and when he would come back, and who did he meet?

Steward Zhao thought about it, shook his head affirmatively, and said, "I haven't mentioned it. You also know that San Lang doesn't like us to ask about his private affairs!

Zhao Tingzhi fell silent. Immediately, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, so he said to Steward Zhao: You go and gather the family members, and each of them goes out to look for it, whoever finds it, I will have a reward!

Steward Zhao stopped talking again, agreed, and turned around hesitantly.

After Steward Zhao went out, Zhao Ting sat alone in the quiet study, and his mood gradually relaxed. This matter is actually a very small matter, and if it affects the phase dispute, I am afraid it is not very realistic, and it is not worth worrying too much about. Of course, it is always necessary to let the family get Zhao Mingcheng back, and then severely reprimand him. Zhao Tingzhi doesn't want his son to be a student next year, although a student is already something to boast about for other families, but in the Zhao family, it has changed from glory to shame. When almost everyone talks about Zhao Mingcheng, they will always mention his experience of sacrificing his life in Taixue for many years, and then sigh: Look, this is fate!

When Zhao Tingzhi was distracted, he suddenly saw a figure flashing outside the window. If it were an ordinary person of Zhao Tingzhi's age, it would be difficult to show this shadow, but Zhao Mingcheng's eyes were very sharp, and he could see it at a glance.

Zhao Tingzhi hurriedly stood up and was about to go out to check out. Suddenly, he looked back, but saw a dart stuck in the desk in the study. The blade of the dart was pierced with a piece of letterhead.

Zhao Tingzhi realized that it seemed that the other party was not an assassin, but had something to say to himself, but he was unwilling to meet him, so he chose this way. Of course, what this person wants to say must not be above board, otherwise he could have directly handed in the post.

Zhao Tingzhi didn't rush to turn back, but continued to walk out of the door, and observed carefully, but saw that the small branch and leaf under the window at the door were still shaking gently, and nothing else appeared. Not to mention people, not even a single bird was found.

Only then did Zhao Tingzhi understand that it seemed that the other party was still a master of flying eaves and walls, and if he wanted to assassinate himself, it would not be a difficult matter. When Zhao Ting's heart flashed over this ** head, he was very unhappy in his heart, and at the same time, he was secretly vigilant that he must strengthen the escort force in the future. He turned back into the house, and without hesitation, pulled the dart out, took the letterhead and opened it.