MTL - Wei and Jin Cooks-Chapter 8 confidant
Chapter 8 Confidants
Wang shi stared blankly, but he still hasn't recovered.
Zhao Erlang endured and endured, and couldn't bear it any longer. He tugged at Zhao Hanzhang's sleeve and said aggrieved: "Sister, can I eat, I'm hungry."
Zhao Hanzhang looked at Zhao Erlang, who was innocent and ignorant, and waved: "Eat, eat."
Zhao Erlang immediately returned to his seat and sat down. He took several large pieces of meat for Zhao Hanzhang in a row, and said diligently: "Sister, you vomited just now, and I will give you all to eat."
Zhao Hanzhang looked at the big meat in the bowl and didn't speak, but felt his head hurt again, his chest became stuffy again, and he felt nauseated.
Wang hurriedly took the meat away, "Your sister doesn't eat it, you eat it yourself."
She looked at Zhao Hanzhang worriedly, "Sanniang, why don't you eat some white porridge, look, your face turns white from vomiting."
The huge memory that poured out of her mind has almost merged. Zhao Hanzhang's head no longer hurts much, but her appetite is not very good, so she nodded.
She just sat and watched Wang serve Zhao Erlang with vegetables, and Zhao Erlang also ate it with relish, and ate all the vegetables that were put in the bowl.
Zhao Hanzhang looked interesting, so he asked him, "Can you eat so well in the ancestral hall?"
Zhao Erlang shook his head aggrievedly, "There is no meat, only steamed buns."
Zhao Hanzhang nodded with satisfaction, so it was like being punished.
Qingyi Pavilion was quiet on this side, but not at all on the other side of the main courtyard.
Qinggu knelt down and cried and complained, and only got up after getting permission, and stepped back quietly.
When exited the yard, her back was wet with sweat.
Zhao Changyu sat cross-legged on the couch and didn't move. Uncle Cheng brought a bowl of tea and said softly, "Lord, the second room is indeed beyond the norm tonight."
Zhao Changyu sighed and said, "It's not just that the second room has violated the rules, the third mother has also violated the rules."
Before waiting for Uncle Cheng to speak, he added: "But it's excusable, I always knew that the second child had some opinions on me, but I didn't expect it to affect Zhao Ji like this. Now that I'm still here, he can treat Wang like this. After I leave, how can they still have a foothold in the Zhao family for their orphans and widows?"
"I didn't know that the situation was so serious," he sighed: "Do you think Sanniang's actions are really just to express her grievances? She is forcing me to make a choice."
Zhao Changyu smiled when he said this, "She's smart..."
Chengbo is silent, you say bad things, and you say good things, anyway, you will always make up for your granddaughter.
He silently put the tea bowl in front of Zhao Changyu.
Zhao Changyu took a sip and said, "Actually, there is no choice. I...I'm not a righteous person."
Cheng Bo hurriedly said: "Why is the master so self-deprecating?"
Zhao Changyu is very calm, "This is the truth. If I am righteous, at this time for the long-term development of the family, I should send you to reprimand Sanniang."
"Only by concentrating the power of the family together can we help the Zhao family to go further, and now we are in troubled times, and we should not disperse the power of the family, and I," Zhao Changyu sighed, "What I have to do now is to divide the power of the family. "
Since he talked to Sanniang, Zhao Changyu has been hesitating, how much should he leave for Sanniang?
According to the original plan, he didn't plan to give her the power of the family, and he didn't even plan to leave anyone in the big room except Cheng Bo.
The grandson is stupid, even if he doesn't want to admit it, Zhao Erlang is indeed mentally retarded. A twelve-year-old boy, he usually has no problem communicating, but his mind is no different from that of a six- or seven-year-old child.
At the age of six or seven, he can still read 100 characters. He has read books for six years, and he can count the characters he knows with both hands.
With Emperor Hui's lesson, Zhao Changyu naturally couldn't give him the family business.
So what he always wanted was to let the second house inherit the family business and entrust the big house to them.
In the past two years, the situation in the DPRK and China has changed, and the contradiction between the big room and the second room has been deepening.
That's why he started to look for a high-level marriage for his granddaughter. He has power, money, and someone. He wants to arrange Sanniang before leaving. In the future, she will have a husband and family to rely on, and she can also take care of her mother and brother. Who knows what he is There was only a little sign on the side, and rumors spread in the house, and something happened to Erlang and Sanniang.
Tonight, where is the second room coming to force the big room?
It was clear that Sanniang was forcing him to make a decision.
Zhao Changyu knew that she had dug a hole, but... she had to step forward.
Zhao Changyu thought about it for a long time, and made a decision. He said to Uncle Cheng, "Let Zhao Ju and Ji Yuan come to see me tomorrow."
Chengbo bowed to answer, "Yes."
Zhao Hanzhang thought that Zhao Changyu would have to struggle for a while. After all, her grandfather was a famous minister in history, someone who could be called Qianzhangsong and the pillar of the world.
People like , even if they want to be selfish, will struggle for a while. Between the big family plan and the bloodline of the small family, most scholars in this era will choose the family, let alone a visionary like Zhao Changyu?
She didn't expect that when it was noon the next day, and just before lunch, Uncle Cheng brought someone over to pick her up, "The master cares about the girl, so let the slave come over to pick up the girl and talk to her."
Zhao Hanzhang nodded, and after sitting in the carriage, he realized that Uncle Cheng didn't call her Sanniang just now, but called her Lady.
The corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up, and she didn't press it down when she entered the main courtyard.
This time, she shouted to the middle-aged man sitting in the yard without any psychological burden, "Grandfather."
Zhao Changyu nodded at her, and when she got there, he introduced the two people beside her, "Just in time, I came to meet your grandfather Ji."
Zhao Hanzhang looked over, and the young man who looked only in his thirties couldn't say anything.
Zhao Changyu frowned slightly when she saw her staring at someone in a daze, "Sanniang."
Zhao Hanzhang immediately bowed and called, "Mr. Ji."
Ji Yuan's eyes lit up and nodded slightly, "The girl looks in good spirits today."
Zhao Changyu glanced at Zhao Hanzhang in surprise, but did not correct her, but laughed along the line: "She is very skinny since she was a child, and Ziyuan also knows that Zhier only has two children, and Erlang is like that, I can't bear it. Raise her like a boy."
Ji Yuan was silent.
Zhao Changyu didn't need him to make a decision immediately, and said to Zhao Hanzhang: "Sanniang, Mr. Ji is the right arm of grandfather, you will treat him as grandfather in the future."
When Zhao Hanzhang heard this, his face became serious, he stood up according to his seat, and after barely standing up, he gave Jiyuan a deep bow, "Grandfather Ji."
Zhao Changyu: …It doesn’t have to be.
Ji Yuan's eyes were bright, and he reached out to support her excitedly, "Good boy, you don't need to be polite if you hurt your leg, just sit down quickly."
"Grandpa Ji doesn't want to sit, how dare Sanniang sit down? Please take a seat too."
The blue veins jumped on Zhao Changyu's forehead, and he interrupted the two of them quickly, "This is Zhao Ju, the left arm of my grandfather."
Zhao Hanzhang looked at the past and saw that his height was very modern. He should be 1.823 meters tall, with strong Kong Wu. A sense of power in him.
Zhao Changyu said: "He is the leader of the family's songs."
Zhao Hanzhang's heart moved, and he wanted to give her everything from his family to her?
See you tomorrow
(end of this chapter)
