Old Madam Zhao nodded, with a look of memory on her face: "When the first emperor was here, he often went. ”

"I heard that my grandfather has to be reused by the emperor first?" Zhao Yan thought secretly and asked.

This sentence was calculated by her based on what Mama Jia said in front of the old woman, so it shouldn't be abrupt to ask like this.

Old Madam Zhao's face changed slightly: "Indeed."

However, let's not mention the past. ”

"I'm just curious." Zhao Yan poured her tea with a smile, and looked at her without a trace: "You also know that I don't have much chance to enter the palace."

has grown so big, that is, I have been back once, and I have never had a chance to see the sky.

So I've always been interested in things in the palace. ”

When Mrs. Zhao heard this, she paused and said, "It's good that I haven't seen it."

The palace looks at the flowers, but in fact, if you are really in it every day, it is not interesting. ”

"Yes, no matter how good a place is, you will lose the fun if you stay all the time." Zhao Yan agreed: "I really envy my grandmother, I can be tired of staying in the palace, but not everyone can have the treatment."

Presumably when my grandfather was here, my grandmother was also an extremely beautiful person in the imperial capital, right? ”

Her words greatly pleased Mrs. Zhao.

Speaking of the past scenery, Mrs. Zhao's eyes seemed to have a light in her eyes, and she recalled: "It was indeed at the beginning.

Your grandfather was not a big official at that time, but the emperor often invited him to the palace to discuss political affairs.

I accompanied Concubine Li. ”

"The emperor's concubine Niangniang is a great beauty, right?" Zhao Yan smiled and said, "I heard that grandmother and Concubine Li are still relatives?" ”

"Who did you listen to?" Old Madam Zhao suddenly became alert.

Zhao Yan said casually: "On which day at what banquet, I forgot, I heard a few old ladies mention a few words." ”

Only then did Old Madam Zhao relax her vigilance and nodded: "Indeed, she is my cousin."

The emperor loved her very much, but she didn't like to get along with outsiders, so she often asked me to go to the palace. ”

"That Concubine Li, don't you have any children?" Zhao Yan asked curiously.

Old Madam Zhao's face changed suddenly, and she shook her head: "No, don't mention these words in the future, so as not to attract death." ”

Zhao Yan was puzzled: "I don't understand what my grandmother said." ”

"You just need to know that the current saint is the younger brother of the former emperor." Old Madam Zhao's face became serious.

Zhao Yan nodded: "Grandmother is afraid that she will have to worry about fatigue these days."

In my storeroom, there is also an old ginseng plant, I will have someone to keep it for my grandmother. ”

She immediately turned away.

The old woman seemed to be alert.

Could it be that Concubine Li has children?

The first emperor died and Emperor Qianyuan succeeded to the throne, which was more than ten years ago.

At that time, Zhao Yan was still young, and she was still struggling to survive under Jiang Qingrou's mother and daughter, and she didn't know what was going on outside.

When he was a little older, he only knew that the first emperor was the elder brother of Emperor Qianyuan, and nothing else was clear.

Moreover, she had never heard anyone talk about the former emperor.

Whether the emperor had any children, and how many children there were, there was no way to inquire.

Looking at the old woman's reaction, there should be a secret in this, what it is, but it is difficult to guess.

Some old ministers in the court must have known about the situation of the former emperor.

But she didn't have a relationship with those ministers, and she couldn't inquire about it.

It is still up to Zhou Yu to do it himself.

"Old ginseng is rare." Old Madam Zhao said politely: "You still keep it, and use it yourself in the future." ”

Zhao Yan laughed: "Grandmother, what is polite to me?"

I'm so young, where do I use old ginseng?

It's good to stew some tonic soup on weekdays.

It's better for my grandmother, who lives a long life to protect me. ”

"Bless you as you should." Old Madam Zhao felt a little embarrassed: "Actually, I have always felt sorry for you in my heart.

When you were young, I was so focused on your brother that I couldn't take care of you. ”

"Grandmother, those things are over, don't take it to heart." Zhao Yan smiled on her small face and was very generous: "I don't remember much." ”

"It's good that you don't hold a grudge against me." Old Madam Zhao looked at her lovingly.

Zhao Yan was disdainful in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face, and still smiled: "By the way, grandmother, if Fuxuan comes back, are you happy?" ”

When Zhao Peiyuan can walk on his legs and feet, she will definitely let him come back.

At that time, Zhao Wenjun should have been dismissed from the official position and could not walk in the court.

Jiang Qingrou's mother and daughter will never be able to stay in this home.

There is no one else in this house, so the old woman is not going to move.

The old woman stayed, this family still has a bit of a home, and the old woman really loves Zhao Peiyuan.

In the future, if something happens, she can also give Zhao Peiyuan an idea, which can be regarded as a back road left by her for Zhao Peiyuan.

"Will he come back?" When Mrs. Zhao heard this, she was a little surprised on her face, and asked again: "How are his legs and feet?" ”

Zhao Peiyuan also grew up in front of her, and she must love her.

After that happened, she also went to look for Zhao Peiyuan twice.

But Zhao Peiyuan ignored her and refused to come back, so she gave up.

"I paid a lot of money for a doctor." Zhao Yan slowly explained: "Knock off his crooked bones and reconnect them." ”

"Wouldn't that hurt to death?" Old Madam Zhao frowned.

"yes, but Fugen said it was worth it." Zhao Yan smiled: "Now that leg looks like it is no different from ordinary."

The length of the legs is also about the same, and after a few months, it should return to normal. ”

"Really?" Old Madam Zhao was immediately overjoyed: "Where is he now?" When I was free, I went to visit him and brought him back. ”

Zhao Yan shook her head: "Not now, he still has to raise his legs and feet."

Why his leg was broken in the first place, my grandmother knew better than me.

Now let him come back, I'm afraid that before his legs have grown, something will happen again.

After all, a few months ago, Zhuangzi had only lost a fire. ”

She looked at Old Madam Zhao, and a hint of sarcasm flashed in her eyes.

A few years later, this old woman went to see Zhao Peiyuan twice when Zhao Peiyuan first moved to Zhuangzi.

After that, she was never seen again.

Now, I heard that Zhao Peiyuan's legs and feet are better, and the old woman is in a hurry to visit again.

She knew that the old woman knew very well that Zhao Peiyuan was good at studying, and good legs and feet meant that he could continue to study, gain fame, and have a good future in the future, which would bring benefits to the family and the old woman.

And Zhao Binghe is not the material for reading at all.

Zhao Peiyuan's legs and feet healed, and the old woman naturally wanted to slap him.

But this is not a bad thing, the old woman has a request for Zhao Peiyuan, and she will be good to him in the future.

This is exactly what Zhao Yan wants.

When Mrs. Zhao heard this, she sighed, avoided her gaze, and said helplessly: "What happened at the beginning, I know that you complained about your mother in your heart.

Why shouldn't I?

But you see, I'm an old woman and I don't have anything, what can I do with her?

Your father is still going to slap in touch with her brother and brother-in-law, even if I want to help your brother and sister, I don't dare!

But at the beginning, when Fu Xuan was in front of me, he wanted to help you, I never stopped me, and I also felt sorry for you. ”

Zhao Yan sneered in her heart, but she didn't care much about it, but comforted her: "Grandmother, I don't mean to resent you.

Now that those people are dead, I don't care about them.

I just want to ask you, are you happy when Fuxuan comes back? ”

"Happy, naturally happy." Mrs. Zhao said: "When he comes back, you tell me in advance, I will let people prepare fireworks, and when the time comes, the guests will be feasted and celebrated." ”

"Okay." Zhao Yan smiled and nodded.

She sat with Mrs. Zhao for a while, and then went back to her yard.

In the next few days, until Zhao Yuehua's funeral, she never went back to the front.

She and Jiang Qingrou have already torn their faces, there is no need to pretend anymore, she is too lazy to deal with it.

As for the gossip outside, she has listened to enough over the years, and she has long been used to it.

What others say, what does it have to do with her?

only listened to the news from the previous one, Jiang Qingrou didn't cry or make trouble in the past few days, as if she was not sad at all, and handled Zhao Yuehua's aftermath very calmly.

The house was finally quiet, and there were no guests, so Zhao Yan went out in a carriage.

After being bored at home for a few days, she thought about going to the Golden Spring Pavilion to have fun.

When the carriage was halfway down, I heard Xiyu greet: "Girl, Master Meng is there." ”

Zhao Yan opened the carriage curtain and looked out.

Mencius stood on the side of the road, beckoning to her from afar, as clear and elegant as ever.

"Lord Meng." Zhao Yan smiled and spoke.

Mencius raised his eyes and saw her peony petal face, his face suddenly turned red, and he subconsciously staggered his gaze: "Miss Zhao, can you get off the carriage?" ”