He doesn't care if he's strict or not, as long as the girl is good, everything will be fine, smiling and pinching Jiang Mo's puffy little nose and doting.

"Little uncle, you, aren't you angry?" Based on past experience, Jiang Mo thought that he would have to be disciplined, but the little uncle laughed so quickly, so it should be fine?

But it shouldn't be that simple, right? Jiang Mo will be a little apprehensive again.

"Hehe, you girl didn't do anything, what do I have to be angry about?" Zhao Zongtong took Jiang Mo and smiled more gently.

"Really?" Jiang Mo was uncertain this time, leaning on Zhao Zongtong's arms and raising his eyebrows.

"You don't believe me?" Zhao Zongtong raised his eyebrows and looked at her with the same eyes as the little girl just now.

"Yes, of course." Regarding the matter of trust, Jiang Mo's answer is always without hesitation, because no matter what the little uncle does, she Jiang Mo believes it unconditionally.

"Hehe, that's it, no matter what you girl do, how much trouble you cause, the little uncle won't be angry, but

There's something you need to explain to me. ”

"What, what's the matter?" Jiang Mohu was suspicious.

"Come, now explain to me why you are hiding this from me, right? When you came back for dinner yesterday, it should have been over there, and it's been almost a day, why didn't you mention a word to me?

With your girl's temper, you shouldn't just be afraid of me being angry, right? Zhao Zongtong stopped Jiang Mo from leaning on the soft couch and continued to ask as if jokingly.

"Little uncle, anyway, you're not angry, and I'm not angry, why do you have to ask, it's all handed over to Jingzhao Mansion, just let them deal with it." Jiang Mo didn't want to mention the foul language he heard in the teahouse in the past two days, so he said coquettishly.

"Hehe, the little uncle has to recuperate now, and it's very boring to stay in the house every day, so you should tell a story to the little uncle, how about it?" Zhao Zongtong pinched Jiang Mo's little face more and more gently, and his eyes were full of bewitchment in addition to spoiling.

"Little uncle" Jiang Mo didn't plan to say a word, but looking at the little uncle's eyes, she was a little inexplicable.

"Well, here, you can say it" Zhao Zongtong hugged Jiang Mo in his arms, very gentle.

"I'm good, okay, but you have to promise me first, you can't be angry no matter what I say." Jiang Mo compromised.

"Hehe, I wasn't angry when you girl went to the palace when she first made trouble, so I'm sorry for this little uncle?" Zhao Zongtong really just seemed to want to hear what had happened in the past two days.

After all, they just returned to Beijing, this girl is not, they will toss, he really doesn't want to care about anything, but if they take the initiative to provoke, then he will never let the girl follow him to suffer a little grievance.

"Okay, I'll tell you" Jiang Mo saw that the little uncle didn't seem to be so angry, so he nestled in his arms and talked about the events of the previous two days

"My lord, why did you agree again?" In Jingzhao Mansion, outside the prison door, the cell head was opening the door, King Zong Li looked anxious, and Wu Fuyin, who was not far away, just stood faintly, and the officials on the side were a little confused.

Originally, when there was no emperor's dictation, their family was still insisting, but now with the emperor's dictation, why did their family compromise?

According to the law, no one can see Zhao Conghan's current situation, let alone King Zongli, who knows what will happen, and the officials are very worried.

"Hehe, look at it, with King Zongli coming forward, maybe we don't need to ask." Wu Fu Yin sneered, as if he had a better idea.

"You mean that's King Zongli, Zhao Conghan's father, you look at his arrogant and domineering appearance, I'm afraid it's difficult to look at his humble position" The official didn't think so, but was even more unsure.

"Hehe, that's okay, with the emperor's message, King Zongli won't kill himself, let's go, go in and have a look." The cell door opened, and King Zong Li went in one by one, while Wu Fu Yin followed him unhurriedly.

"Han'er! Cold! ”

"Where? Where is the king's Han'er? ”

"Father? Father! Is that you?

Here's the son, here! Father, this way, this way!

Father, you, you are here, they, these bastards have locked up their son all night, Father, you are here to take me out, right? Zhao Conghan made a fuss for a long time last night, and he was really tired so he unwillingly lay on the haystack and was sleeping uncomfortably, when he suddenly heard his father's voice, and quickly got up excitedly, and kept waving his hands through the cage towards King Zongli.

"Han'er, you, you've suffered, what are you all doing in a daze, and you haven't opened the door yet! Open the door! "King Zongli feels most sorry for his son.

Since he was a child, he was reluctant to be wronged at all, but now he saw him in prison, and naturally his heart was like a knife, and he scolded the jailer repeatedly, and he was very angry.

The jailer, however, did not move, just looked back at Wu Fuyin, as if waiting for his order.

"Wu Zhizhong! What are you still doing in a daze, why don't you let them open the door quickly! Come on! King Zong Li naturally saw what this jailer meant, and turned his head and said angrily towards Wu Fu Yin.

"Your Excellency?" The jailer waits for orders.

"Phew, open it." Wu Fuyin just frowned slightly, and then waved his hand.

"It's!" Although the jailer was a little reluctant in his heart, this was their lord's order, and he could only take out the key from his waist and open the door of the cell where Zhao Conghan was held.

"Father!" Zhao Conghan immediately snatched the door out, with a happy face.

"Han'er, let you suffer, let you suffer" King Zong Li pulled Zhao Conghan with a sigh on his face.

"Father, let's go, this is really not a place for people!

It's good that you're here, they all bully my son and me, I don't want to stay here, let's go! Zhao Conghan didn't understand the current situation at all, thinking that when his father came, he would be safe and free, and he was about to go out with King Zongli.

"Lord Shizi, you can't leave yet!" When the officials saw this, they immediately gathered around them and stopped them from getting there.

"What do you mean? Isn't it enough for you to lock up this son all night! My father and king are here, and I see if any of you dare to stop me again! Zhao Conghan relied on his father by his side, and immediately returned to his former domineering appearance.

"Hehe, King Zongli, we don't dare to stop us, but you can't go.

You should know that your case is not over and you can't leave. "The officials all know about the emperor's dictation, so they are naturally confident.

"What do you mean? What do you mean? Father, what do they mean? Looking at the cold eyes of the officials, Zhao Congleng was a little stunned.

"Lord Wang, the lower official has already taken the risk to let your father and son meet, if you have anything to say, you can say it quickly, you have also heard the emperor's dictation, don't make it difficult for the lower official again." Wu Fuyin, who was on the side, finally spoke, as if urging.

"Grandpa? What, Father, what's the matter? Can't we go? I can't go? Zhao Conghan had realized something, but he couldn't believe it, and looked at his father with a frightened expression.

"Hu Han'er, don't worry, listen to your father." King Zong Li took a deep breath and wanted to explain.

"Father! You, didn't you come to save your son? What do they mean by that? What is the dictation of the imperial grandfather?

The son didn't do anything, father, the son was wronged, they wronged the son, you, you must save me! Father! Zhao Conghan saw the embarrassment from his father's face, and then he knew that he was afraid and hurriedly hid in King Zongli and cried.

"Okay, don't worry, my father will definitely save you, no one dares to embarrass you with my father, but you have to tell your father what the hell is going on?" King Zongli was finally not so confused, and he knew that he had to ask about his son.

"My son doesn't know either! They, they took people casually, and also, they locked up their son for a whole night, son, son is still wronged! At this time, Zhao Conghan was still holding on to death and refused to admit it, and he didn't know whether he was pretending to be stupid or really stupid.

"Don't be afraid, with your father here, no one can threaten you, what the hell is going on, you have to tell your father!" King Zongli knew that it was not out of nothing that he could let Jingzhao Mansion take people and even stab his father, so the only thing he could do now was to help his son find out the truth of the matter and clear up the relationship, so he was eager to know what was going on.

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