Syndicate Growth Manual

In the eighth year of Zhao Guocheng's reign, Quan Xianglu was convicted and died of poisonous poison in the court. His son, the general Lu, rebelled and was beheaded to death. Hundreds and 20 members of the Lu family were killed.At that time, Cheng Gong's elder sister, Zhuang Ji of the Zhao family, was the wife of the Lu family, and she was pregnant for more than eight months. After hearing the bad news, she died of dystocia. The remaining son was the heir of the Lu family.

"My lord, the Lu clan is dead."

In the cool hall covered with boulders, stood two men, one in a white robe with gold patterns on a white background, and the other in a purple robe, standing bowed.

Chenggong Zhao Mian thought deeply with his hands behind his back, he lowered his thick eyebrows when he heard the words, and said calmly: "It is so, very good."

He has the beauty of the royal family of the Zhao family, with sculpted eyebrows and phoenix eyes, his temples are like ink, and his lips are bright, but he is not lacking in masculine spirit, broad shoulders and physique, and his momentum is like a rainbow.It's just this indifferent gesture, although extremely beautiful, it also made Tu Dan, who bowed to report, feel chills in his heart.

That Lulian blocked his way, but it was not something he could do by himself alone. If it wasn't for the acquiescence of the king, how could the Lu family, which is flourishing in the Zhao Kingdom, be killed so easily? Topple it, and end up in the miserable end of genocide?

It can be seen that the Lu family not only obstructed his eyes, but also hindered the eyes of the monarch.

"I heard that my sister gave birth to a son?" Zhao Mian asked casually, stroking his chin with his fingers.

Tu Dan straightened up, his face changed slightly.Zhuang Ji's death still makes him regret. He originally intended to keep Zhuang Ji, and then tried to ask Cheng Gong to marry him. Unexpectedly, the group of dead soldiers of the monarch went to besiege Zhao's mansion, which frightened Zhuang Ji, and died of dystocia.Mrs. Zhuang Ji, Sister Zeng raised Chenggong on behalf of her mother. She is a gentle, kind and courteous woman, and she has the kindness to raise Chenggong. Even so, she still did not die well because of Lu family. Chenggong's heart is really out of this world rare!

Could it be that Zhuang Ji's only son can't be let go?

Zhao Mian only glanced at Tu Tan, and then he saw his thoughts in a strange way, and couldn't help but smile faintly on his thin lips, and said: "Tu Qing, this son is also the son of Lu Tuan."

This son is also the son of Tutu.

This sentence successfully changed Tu Dan's face. He was hesitant just now, and turned into a decisive one.

That's right, if Zhuang Ji hadn't married the Lu family by mistake, how could she be dead now?

"Where is this son now?" Zhao Mian walked down the golden steps, dragging the blouse woven with gold thread and cocoon silk on each step, luxurious and noble.

Tu Dan came back to his senses, and followed with strides: "Mr. Hui, at Mrs. Lingguo's place."

Zhao Mian paused, his graceful eyebrows slightly frowned.

At the time of Lord Ling, he loved the daughter of the Lu family very much, and at that time the post was vacant, so she was ordered to live in Lingwu Palace as the main room, and was named Mrs. Lingguo.

Mrs. Lingguo is the mother of Zhao Mian and Zhuang Ji. She retired to Lingwu Palace in her early years and was sealed off from the palace.When Zhao Mian was the crown prince, he was criticized many times because of this, and Mrs. Lingguo did not come forward, so he had no affection for this biological mother.

Why does Mrs. Lingguo, who is careless, help Zhuang Ji?

"Hmph..." Duke Cheng Zhao Mian hummed inaudibly, and continued to walk down the golden steps.What about the birth mother?After succeeding to the throne for eight years, all the people in the court are in his hands, and now the biggest obstacle to his power, the Lu clan, has been removed. He is already worthy of his name as the king of Zhao, so why be afraid of a former king's wife?

The weeds of Lu family must be uprooted!

"Madam, the monarch and Master Tu Dan are coming here."

The woman kneeling on the couch didn't lift her head, she lowered her head and coaxed the baby in her arms as if she had never heard of it.

The female official knelt down on the ground, her expression slightly anxious: "Madam, the monarch must have come to kill this child! Please hand over the child to a slave!"

Mrs. Lingguo paused, and the baby, who had lost comfort, opened her big innocent eyes, and her little red mouth moved and made tender babbling sounds.Mrs. Lingguo busily and gently hummed a song until she coaxed the little guy to close her eyes before raising her head. Her face was extremely young and beautiful, but her eyeliner was raised and sharp, and her eyes were as cold as ice.

"Don't mention this again," she said sharply, "The king is the child's uncle, how could he hurt him?"

The female officer trembled all over and looked up at Mrs. Lingguo, but she saw absolute confidence in her gaze.

Chenggong stepped into his biological mother's residence with a detached attitude.

He raised his chin slightly, and glanced contemptuously at Mrs. Lingguo from the bottom of his eyes. From the dazzling gold ornaments on the woman's head, which were as thin as cicada's wings, to the gorgeous skirt spread out on the mat like a butterfly's tail, there was a feeling of Just like the anger that rose from the bottom of my heart every time I passed through the Lingwu Palace when I was young, it burned coldly in my heart.

Every time the figure is captured, it is always the same as at this moment. You can only see the only cold and graceful chin exposed by the veil, or the slender back hidden behind the curtain.

Obviously the biological mother! !

Cheng Gong looked at Mrs. Lingguo again, but cast his eyes on the little baby in her arms.

A white and soft hand was patting him patiently.

This scene made Chenggong even more disgusted.

"Sister is dead."

he said coldly.

The hall was silent for a while, and then Mrs. Lingguo's graceful voice sounded.

"The old woman knows," she said without raising her head, "If Zhuang Wei is here, how could her child be with the old woman?"

No one could see Madam Lingguo's expression, but she never stopped comforting the baby, her sitting posture was still so elegant and dignified, not even the extremely thin gold wires of the phoenix hairpin on her hair bun trembled.

Cheng Gong didn't know why, but couldn't help laughing at himself.

As a king, I can't even get Madam Lingguo's attention, let alone a sister?

"You don't care about sister, why do you want to keep her son?"

He was a little angry, but also a little curious, and asked.

Mrs. Lingguo raised her head, and it was the first time that she met her son's eyes at such a close distance.

Cheng Gong was shocked all over, his expression was very surprised, he couldn't believe it.

Because the indifferent woman in his imagination looked at him with tears on her face.

"Yan'er."

Cheng Gong clenched his hands tightly, shocked.

Yan'er...it's been ten years since anyone called his baby name like this, it's ridiculous...a baby name.

Mrs. Lingguo signaled the female officer to come forward, handed the child in her arms to her to take away, and then wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes gracefully.She looked at the monarch who was still by the door, smiled, and waved to him in a gentle tone.

"Yan'er, come over to the empress's side."

Come here to the queen mother.

This sentence, I don’t know how many times Duke Cheng looked forward to it when he was the son Mian, and how many times he dreamed about it when he became the crown prince. On the day when he officially took over the country of Zhao, Mrs. Lingguo refused to participate in the succession ceremony, and he never thought about it again. Pass.

He quietly looked at Mrs. Lingguo who was close by, and told her rationally that this was just a way for the biological mother to keep the heir of the Lu clan!But his mood was so agitated that his hands couldn't stop shaking in his sleeves.

Is there any child in this world who doesn't look forward to his mother's caress?

However, after all, he is no longer the former son Mian, and finally calmed down, sat upright on the mat, and said indifferently: "Mother, let the child be handed over to the widow. He is Lu Tuo's son, and the widow can never— "

"That child is also your elder sister's son." Mrs. Lingguo interrupted him lightly, "No, he is only your elder sister's child, and has nothing to do with the Lu clan, so that's okay?"

Chenggong sneered in his heart, raised his eyes and looked at Mrs. Lingguo coldly: "Is the queen mother going to be responsible for the child's life, and even defy the widow!?"

Mrs. Lingguo has a peaceful expression, her eyes are flawless, and her face is beautiful and flawless.Cheng Gong didn't have the patience to look at her again, he stood up resolutely, and looked down at his biological mother.

"Since the mother has ignored world affairs for many years, it will be the same in the future..."

After saying that, he walked away.

Mrs. Lingguo's mood fluctuated, she stared blankly at the tall and straight man walking away, she couldn't tell what it was like in her heart.This is her son who was born in October of her pregnancy, but she is not as close as her close female Shi... In order to leave an heir for the dead man, she has to fight against her own son.

"If the old woman adopts the child to the Lieutenant General Zhao Chen, can the monarch be lenient?"

Cheng Gong paused, turned his head slightly and smiled.

Are you really not pretending?

Mrs. Lingguo took a deep breath, raised her sleeves slowly, and raised her beautiful pointed chin naturally, so beautiful and proud.

"Others, old women, don't worry... Zhao Chen's child is in distress with you, and he is a nobleman. As long as he adopts the child to Zhao Chen, he will grow up in the future, and he will only be a child of the Zhao clan." She let go With a slow tone, he said pleadingly: "Just take it as it is, and leave a little blood for your own sister."

When Cheng Gong heard this, he laughed in his heart.What about blood?Both he and Zhuang Ji are the same flesh and blood of Mrs. Lingguo, but since childhood, apart from getting a little warmth from Sister, have they ever enjoyed the fun of a mother-child relationship?He no longer wants to explore the reasons for this, only the authority in his hands is the most reliable thing!

He turned to look at Mrs. Lingguo, with a cold arc on his thin lips: "It's fine if I want my widow to agree, but the queen mother is willing to make an oath that she will never step out of the Lingguo Palace in this life?"

The female officer waiting outside the door let out a shocked exclamation, covered her mouth in time, and trembled all over.This... isn't this going to put Madam under house arrest!Madam is the mother of the monarch!

Mrs. Lingguo's expression was rather calm, as if she had expected Cheng Guild to make such a statement.In the past, her relationship with Lulian was not a secret, although it faded away after entering the palace for many years, it is not difficult to find out if you want to.Her own son was afraid that she would take revenge on him for his old lover.

"...For so many years, even you have become the king of a country, and you still haven't changed." She closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, the only memory left was gone: "The king will issue an edict. Assume that child has gone with Zhuang Jiyao, and secretly sent him to Zhao Chen's mansion." She looked up at her son, and asked: "Does the monarch want to see that child?"

"No need," Cheng Gong had achieved his goal, he pursed his lips and said, "The widow will declare Chen to enter the palace, and the queen mother will rest well." Before the end of the sound, the man was already outside the door, and his back was extremely straightforward, without nostalgia.

The female officer got up from the ground, stumbled and ran to Mrs. Lingguo, crying, "Madam, Madam! What should I do..."

The luxuriously dressed lady slowly fell to the ground, staring into the distance, with tears falling from her eyes.