Zhang Qing lived in the Yongchang Marquis Mansion, playing cards and drinking with Wukong and others every day, borrowing wine to drown his sorrows, until the wedding date of Cheng Mo and Huo Shuhan was set, Cheng Mo said: "Presumably my uncle's life is not good, you should go back and have a look." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"What are you going to do!" Zhang Qing raised his neck and took a sip of wine, and said, "He should have thought that there would be this day." ”

Cheng Mo persuaded: "Now is not the time to be hypocritical, maybe Mrs. Huo will be angry with her uncle, and then ......."

What will happen if you offend Huo Xian, you don't need Cheng Mo to remind you, Zhang Qing naturally understands. His face changed, and he stood on the ground and strode away, still carrying a flask in his hand.

Wukong was also present, and at the same time his face changed, and said: "Goro, brothers, when you can take a hand, you have to take a hand." ”

Huo Xian is his mother-in-law, and he has some incense feelings, but he can't see An Guogong who doesn't know the current affairs and interferes with it, so he can't save him when he dies.

Cheng Mo understood what Wukong meant, and said, "Fourth brother, rest assured. ”

When Zhang Qing returned home, he heard that his father was like an ant on a hot pot, circling in the house, and his heart softened. He stepped into the threshold with one foot, and remembered what his father had done, and he was angry and retracted his foot.

I didn't think An Guogong caught a glimpse of him, and said, "Twelve Lang is back?" ”

His feet seemed to be glued to the ground, and he could no longer move.

It's really a savior that fell from the sky, An Guogong rushed out and said enthusiastically: "You're back, where have you been these days?" I was so worried about my father that I couldn't sleep day and night, so I went into the house and talked. ”

In fact, Zhang Qing ran away from home, and Duke An Guo was so busy currying favor with Huo Xian that he didn't even send someone to find him, or Duchess An Guo was worried about her son and sent a slave to inquire about relatives and friends.

Zhang Qing saw the light of hope in his father's eyes, and the anger that had been in place for many days dissipated unconsciously, and he was pulled into the house and sat down on a chair.

Seeing that he was well-behaved, An Guogong was greatly satisfied, and personally brought a cup of tea to him, saying, "Where are you from?" ”

The son has not seen him for many days, and he is still brightly dressed, which shows that he is in a safe place these days, and he doesn't care where it is, but just opens the conversation box to make the father and son closer.

Zhang Qing felt warmth in his heart, and the indignant look on his face disappeared, and he said in a low voice: "At the fifth brother's place." ”

The fifth brother in his mouth is Cheng Mo. An Guogong's eyes were shining, and he said: "The Marquis of Yongchang is amazing, he snatched the food and robbed Miss Huo Qi." ”

Although the emperor is an ornament, the dignity of the emperor is still inviolable, but he can snatch his wife from the emperor, how sharp is this? Now will this cattle man settle accounts after the autumn, and Huo Xian is there, how can he fool the past?

An Guogong was already burning down the house, and when he heard that his son came from Cheng Mo, he couldn't help but fall from the sky and said: "Twelve Lang, you and Yongchang Hou are friends of life and death, can you help your father say a few good words in front of him?" ”

I hope that Cheng Mo will let him go for his son's sake, don't trouble him, he will concentrate on dealing with Huo Xian.

In his opinion, Cheng Mo is much more terrible than Huo Xian, Huo Xian is just a backhouse woman, nothing to be afraid of. But Cheng Mo understands this history and knows Huo Xian's destructive power, and is quite jealous of her, so he wants Zhang Qing to come over, in order to help An Guogong survive in Huo Xian's hands.

Zhang Qing rolled his eyes and said, "Father, the fifth brother didn't blame you in the first place. ”

You are a villain in vain, and there are a lot of adults, who don't care about you, and they are still worried about your safety.

"Huh? Don't blame me? It's true? An Guogong couldn't believe it and opened his mouth wide.

Zhang Qing really didn't know what to say to this father, and after two breaths, he said: "Fifth brother said, Mrs. Huo may want an explanation for you to find a way to deal with it." What the hell do you think, and why did you get involved in this? ”

As the saying goes, when the gods fight, the little ghosts suffer, we are just small people, not to mention staying away, but also rushing to mix, isn't it trouble? Zhang Qing really couldn't figure out why his father would do such a stupid thing.

An Guogong glared and said, "It's not for you stinky boy!" If you don't want to get a reward for you, is it thankless to use such effort? ”

Thinking that he tried his best to please Huo Xian, connected with the ministers, and was so busy sweating, and in the end, he couldn't help but feel angry, and said: "You kid is too disagreeable, since you know that Yongchang Hou can marry Miss Huo, why don't you say it earlier?" ”

If his son had reminded him earlier, he would have hugged Cheng Mo's thigh earlier, and he would have been busy with his free time, wouldn't he be a person inside and out?

With such an unreasonable father, Zhang Qing was speechless.

Seeing that his son lowered his face and didn't speak, An Guogong was weak in the end, and said: "Since Yongchang Hou doesn't blame me, then there is nothing to be afraid of." I'll go to the General's Mansion and talk to Mrs. Huo. I'm just going to play and ask for it, Your Majesty doesn't listen, and I can't help it. ”

He was going to go to Huo Xian to cry, and by the way, he would say bad things about the emperor, and put the responsibility of Huo Shuhan for marrying the emperor or not on the emperor. He is the emperor, he doesn't carry the black cauldron, who will?

Zhang Qing grabbed him and said, "Have you thought about what you said to Mrs. Huo?" ”

Although Cheng Mo didn't say it explicitly, Zhang Qing has been with him for a long time, and he knows him too well, and the people who can make him interested are not simple. Since he was able to persuade himself to go home, his father must be in serious trouble. Cheng Mo has a good friendship with himself, not only did he not blame his father at this time, but he also thought about himself, and the trouble must have come from Huo Xian.

An Guo said fairly: "Mrs. Huo is a woman, what do you know?" ”

Say a few kind words and coax it over.

Zhang Qingdao: "I'm afraid it's not that simple. ”

An Guogong thought that he was very familiar with Huo Xian, and said disapprovingly: "You are a little child, what do you know?" ”

What he was worried about was that he had offended Cheng Mo miserably, and now that Cheng Mo was fine, he calmed down, and even lost his enthusiasm for Zhang Qing, and said: "Your mother misses you very much, you hurry up to see your mother." ”

Zhang Qing still wanted to say more, but An Guogong urged Zhang Qing to go to the backyard again and again, and he hurriedly left the house. Zhang Qingla couldn't hold it.

An Guogong thought that entering the General's Mansion was like walking on the ground, and Menzi was familiar with him, but he didn't expect that this time, he couldn't get in. He wanted to wait at the gate of the house to see if there was a chance to get in, but the door wouldn't even let him stand at the door, driving him away like a fly.

He was hit until it was dark, so he had no choice but to go back to his house and find Zhang Qing: "Can you talk to Miss Huo?" ”

Zhang glanced at him innocently and said, "Didn't you say that?" Mrs. Huo was not so easy to speak. ”

In the past, people were kind, and that was useful to you, but now that you have offended others, you may not know how people will clean you up.

An Guogong blessed his soul and said, "What did the Marquis of Yongchang say? Blame the son again: "Why didn't you say it earlier?" ”

Zhang Qing was speechless, his father who picked up soft persimmons and pinched them like this, he was also drunk. (To be continued.) )