After the zombies traveled through time, they were tricked by the villain into becoming a stepmother

Hearing him say this, the old lady's eyes turned cold.

"Then I wonder how you, clan leader, are going to deal with my ninth daughter?"

She believed that the current patriarch was different from those old guys. But for the kindness released by the patriarch, she dared not doubt it.

Zhao Zizhan looked at the little girl, who was serving the pink-dressed evil star attentively. He then looked at Shen Mufeng, who was sitting calmly on the side, and many considerations flashed in his eyes.

Then, he asked tentatively.

"I wonder who that girl is from?"

Shen Mufeng moved his eyes and answered the question based on the facts.

"Her last name is Chu."

Zhao Zizhan was startled for a moment.

Shen Mufeng and the wicked Prince Xuan are good friends, and this is something known to everyone in the court and the country. Prince Xuan's mother's family is the Chu family of the capital.

After thinking about it this way, the identity of this girl can be figured out.

But he is still a little confused.

It is said that the Chu family is just like my family, following the literary path, and even the sons in the family have never taken up the martial arts path. How could such a delicate and pretty girl learn such good martial arts?

I really can’t understand it. I really can’t understand it.

But not being able to figure it out didn't stop him from making a decision.

Not to mention that they couldn't beat the powerful girl in front of them, even if they used their family's wealth to fight her to the death, it would still be a deal that was not worth it no matter how you looked at it, right?

The Chu family, the Shen family, and the Xuan Wang Mansion behind her were not pushovers either. Only a fool would do such a thing that would hurt the enemy by 800 and hurt himself by 8,000! After weighing it back and forth, he simply gritted his teeth and made the decision.

Since we can't beat them, we can only join them.

"Fourth sister-in-law, what are you talking about? The child has been frightened for such a long time, and now he finally comes home, how can we deal with him?

Why don't you tell me what you think? Let's discuss it. We must protect the children first in everything."

It can be said that these words are quite remarkable. No matter what one thinks in his heart, the attitude he shows on his face is ultimately kind.

Zhao Wensheng lowered his eyes in understanding, hiding the complicated expression on his face. As expected, no matter what time it is, the saying that a man who knows the current situation is a hero is always true.

The old lady's eyes became moist. She excitedly took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears, and expressed her gratitude in a choked voice.

"Thank you for your understanding, Patriarch. This saved me from having to send off another young person. Nineteenth brother, Fourth sister-in-law, I really don't know how to thank you..."

The faint sobs made Zhao Zizhan feel a little disappointed. Thinking back to the past, he couldn't help but feel sad.

"My Zhao family has lived along the Huai River and has experienced ups and downs over the past few hundred years. It is indeed not easy to be able to pass on to this day.

In fact, it was not wrong for the old men to want to maintain the good reputation of the clan, but it was indeed too harsh. Over the years, not to mention the women, there were countless men in the clan who were overwhelmed by these rules.

Alas, it’s time to adapt.”

His eyes gradually changed from regretful to determined.

"Without destruction, there is no construction. How can we know that this is not a good fortune?"

The old lady started crying and then started laughing, and nodded in agreement.

“The Patriarch is absolutely right!

This is what I planned, let Sun take the ninth girl to the capital to stay for a few years. Fortunately, she is still young, so there is no need to rush into marriage.

If it still doesn't work out in a few years when she is old enough, she can ask her second uncle to look for one among the candidates coming to the capital to take the exam.

I don't expect her to marry into a rich family. Even if she marries down, as long as she can find a good family and her husband is ambitious, she may be granted an imperial title in the future."

After looking at the patriarch's thoughtful expression, he added two more sentences.

"Perhaps she will still be able to help the family in the future. After all, things are unpredictable, right?"

This castle in the air was painted by his sister-in-law, and it really has flying eaves, pointed tiles, carved beams and painted rafters. Zhao Zizhan couldn't help but smile in his heart.

"It's feasible. Let's do as you say, Sister-in-law."

A smile appeared on the old lady's delighted face, but then she frowned hesitantly, her tone unable to hide her worry.

"How will we explain to the clan leaders? Especially the Third Old Master, how can he let it go?"

Before Zhao Zizhan could pat his chest and utter any bold words, he was interrupted by an old voice.

"Ahem, it's okay, I'll go and talk to you. Ahem, ahem..."

"Uncle Eleven, why are you here?"

Brother Zhao Wensheng quickly stood up and respectfully welcomed the old man in. Chen Lingfang, who followed the old man in, exchanged glances with General Shen, then cleverly stepped aside and stood still.

The others also stood up, their expressions also very respectful.

"Uncle Eleven!"

"Uncle Eleven!"

"Master Zhao!"

"...Ahem...Ahem, everyone, please sit down."

The old man, who was obviously in poor health, coughed intermittently while speaking. After sitting down at the top, he raised his hand and asked everyone else to sit down.

Zhao Wensheng was very tactful and asked the servants to quickly bring hot tea, and then he served the old man very attentively to drink a few sips to soothe his throat. This old ancestor must not have any accidents in his own home, otherwise the whole family will skin him alive!

With a resentful look in his eyes, he fiercely glared at Chen Jiazi next to him, gritting his teeth in anger. Didn't Shen Mufeng just ask you to pass on a message? Why did you bring my ancestor here directly?

Chen Lingfang turned his eyes away uncomfortably, feeling a little aggrieved for himself in his heart.

It's true that I went to deliver the message, but Mr. Zhao insisted on coming along, so I couldn't just block him there, right?

The old man took a few sips of tea to slow down, and his old eyes scanned the room. He looked at the two people in the flower hall, one big and one small, and then turned his gaze back to Shen Mufeng. He smiled kindly and joked.

"Well, Shen Erlang is here too, but is he here specially to see my old man?"

Shen Mufeng bowed and saluted, performing a standard student salute.

"I am rude and have disturbed your peace. I'm sure you already know the reasons. Please forgive me, old man!"

In front of the real old fox, this guy still had a very proper attitude. After all, the one in front of him was the real guardian of the Zhao family.

This old man is the current imperial tutor. He has assisted two emperors and was able to escape unscathed. He retired and returned to his hometown five years ago. This gives us a glimpse of his cunning and means.

"Well, don't call me that anymore. I am now, well, just an ordinary old man who is about to die. Sit down quickly..."

"Thank you for not blaming me, old man."

Mr. Zhao waved his hand and called the little girl in the flower hall to come over.

"Twelfth Uncle!"

Zhao Jiuniang bowed sensibly.

"Good boy, get up quickly."

After waking the person up, the old man still had a smile on his face, and looked kind as if he was looking at his most beloved youngster.