Variety Film and Television: Starting from the Legend of Zhen Huan

Soon Lin Sushuang's second letter was delivered to Mo Lan on the day of Jingzhe.

Minglan was ill and was delirious. She kept talking about her birth mother. Her grandmother was so worried that she wanted to discuss delaying the engagement with the old lady of the He family.

As a result, He Hongwen came to look at Minglan for a few days, and the little girl Minglan got better again.

Then she pretended to be a mother-in-law and mentioned the child. A year had passed and Mo Lan had not received any good news, which made Lin Sushuang anxious.

In the letter, he came up with a bad idea: to give the girl who was previously dowed to his son-in-law, and to have a child, he would always call Mo Lan his mother.

In fact, Lin Sushuang didn't want to mention it. It was because the two of them were in love with each other, but she said it was not good.

She was afraid that Mo Lan would have a reputation of being jealous, and she was also afraid that when Mo Lan got old, she would have nothing to rely on and would have to be manipulated.

In fact, Zhao Ceying's health is good, and hers is also good. In addition, he is like a wolf that cannot be fed enough. It is a matter of time before she can get pregnant.

But ever since I got married, the time has never been right.

Gu Tingye is gone, and even with Zhao Zongquan's indecisive and gentle nature engraved in his bones, even ten Zhao Ceyings can't persuade his father to go to Beijing.

This must happen.

If she's not afraid of ten thousand, she's just afraid of the worst. She has to make that excuse.

Ten miles west, ripe rice smells fragrant, hibiscus trees fall on the fence and bamboo silk grows, and mountain fruits hang green and yellow.

It was the day when the rice was ripe. Zhao Ceying received a secret edict a few days ago. The official first praised the father and son for their loyalty to their duties, and then said that his body was getting weaker. In the future, the new king would take the throne, and the father and son would be required to do their best. If we help each other, we will have a bright future.

The officials are asking everywhere to make plans for the future succession of the new king.

Unlike Zhao Zongquan who was frightened, Zhao Ceying was quite moved by this. This Yuzhou was neither a fortress nor a rich place. He was still young, even if it was not for himself, for his wife to be able to hold her head high, and for her children to have a happy life in the future. Good future.

He wants to give it a try.

That night, Zhao Ceying told Mo Lan about the secret decree in the morning, "Do you think I should go and persuade my father as a husband?"

Mo Lan replied that it was time to go, "A real man has his ambitions far away. Moreover, the secret decree only states to assist the new king, not to fight for the throne."

Zhao Ceying nodded, "You also know our father's temperament. It's raining harder outside, and he doesn't dare to go out. Now a secret order has hit my father's head. He hasn't gone out today. It's my turn to say what my father should do. A civil servant is the right one.”

Mo Lan: "Then pester my father-in-law and never leave me. Even if my father-in-law doesn't want to, for your sake, I can't stay in Yuzhou all my life and do these miscellaneous things."

Zhao Ceying thought the same way, Mo'er understood him!

Mo Lan then reminded, "Also, take General Xiao He with you every day. Add a few guards to my father's side. Follow him wherever he goes. Please put my father's heart first."

Zhao Ceying seemed a little hesitant, "General Xiao He was sent by my brother-in-law specifically for us to take care of him. If he gets injured while taking him with him, will it be..."

Mo Lan: "Let me ask you, how is General Xiao He's military strength?"

Zhao Ceying: "Of course he is very good. He is a good student of martial arts and has a lot of strength. It is really unfair for him to stay in Yuzhou. I told my uncle early that I would send him out to practice in half a year."

"Since we want to send General Xiao He away, why not practice with you first? Then he will be reused by the new emperor. General Xiao He doesn't have to stay in Yuzhou and he will be proud."

Zhao Ceying stopped talking and pondered for a moment. Since he planned to seize this great opportunity, he must have a capable person around him to handle the matter.

Although his brain is a little slow, he is good at martial arts, so it is not an injustice to have him by his side.

"Mo'er, you are right. I will go to the military camp to find General Xiao He, and then send someone to protect my father at home."

As soon as Zhao Ceying turned around and left, she heard Mo Lan's call.

A sword was handed to Zhao Ceying's hand, "You have to be careful these days. Take the life-saving guy with you, and let Wu Yan take it with him. He will stay with you every day. Also, I will also go back home to spend more time in front of my mother." Advise.”

Zhao Ceying repeatedly warned, "Mo'er, let Qingshan and Zaiyue stay by your side during this period, so I can feel more at ease."

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When Zhao Zongquan looked at the ripe rice in the distance for countless times, he couldn't help but feel itchy in his heart. It was something he worked hard to grow, and it was one of the few hobbies in Yuzhou. He should take a look at it a few times.

Zhao Ceying advised, "Father, it's best not to go out at this time."

Zhao Zongquan was annoyed by Zhao Ceying's words and pushed Zhao Ceying away.

"Okay, okay, stop talking. I agreed. I will go to the fields to take a look and then come back."

Zhao Zongquan compromised.

Zhao Ceying followed behind, "Father, my son is worried. I will stay with you."

When the hot wind passes over the golden rice fields, the heavy ears of rice sway in the wind.

Zhao Zongquan holds a sickle and shuttles among the rice fields.

He bent down and stretched out his sickle to the ripe ears of rice, cut them off vigorously, and then piled them neatly in the field.

He held the ears of rice in his hands with great care and piety.

Zhao Ceying accompanied Zhao Zongquan, took the sickle from Wu Yan's hand, and helped Zhao Zongquan harvest the rice in the field.