Syndicate Growth Manual

When Zhao Chen came back from court, he was a little surprised to see Mrs. Fan, but Mrs. Fan was calm and calm. He stayed at the bed and greeted the ceremony: "I have met Mr. Lang in person."

Although his attitude was mostly alienated, he still spoke.Bisi and Yingge fell on the ground, both heaving a sigh of relief.As the hostess's personal servants, they are always uncomfortable seeing the couple being indifferent and angry, especially the gentleman obviously doesn't care about Fan's quarrel with him.

Zhao Chen soon looked normal, and gently supported her to stand up: "Be careful, and don't see outsiders from your family."

Fan smiled.In her mind, she still remembered the way her husband flung his sleeves away. No matter how good the attitude of the man in front of him was, it was only because she took the initiative to see Da Lang.She thought about it casually, and couldn't help but recall the blood red that filled the sky on the day of Qiushou, and subconsciously pulled her arm back.

With a flash in Zhao Chen's eyes, he passed her indifferently and walked towards Zhao Yuan.

"How good are you at home today?" His tone immediately softened a few degrees, and he stretched out his arms to hug Zhao Yuan, "Father, look at your knees."

Zhao Yuan took the initiative to show him his knees: "The bruise has dissipated a lot, maybe I can go to the field in a few days."

"Nonsense," Zhao Chen touched his son's leg carefully, "how could the bone heal so quickly?"

Fan looked at the scene of the father and son being affectionate with a smile on his face, motioned to Bisi and Yingge to follow, then turned and left.This Osmanthus Garden has never belonged to her, so what it was before, it will be what it will be in the future.

She walked slowly in the small garden with her maidservant. The weather was fine that day, and in the evening the sun was so bright that half of the sky was reddened.From that day to the present, she hasn't walked around the garden so freely for a long time.

Bi Si supported her by Fan's side, seeing her relaxed expression, she couldn't help but blurted out: "My lady, I think this is very good."

Fan responded lightly.It is very good, no need to fight or grab, no love, hate, hatred, ignorance, live your own life freely, laugh and cry when you want, and don't have to force yourself just to see anyone's face, this kind of life can't be better .

She suddenly asked, "How's the spring grass?"

Before Bisi could react, Yingge whispered, "Go back to my lady, I heard from the lady who guards the gate, I'm pretty honest these days." In fact, I'm going to be stupid at all, shutting it up every day, is it alright?Even the servants in the mansion don't go near the courtyard.

Fan's pondered for a long time, they were almost at the Tangli Courtyard, and she finally said: "I remember she bought it from outside, and she doesn't have any relatives in Fan's house. Why is Zhuangzi more remote, choose a farmer of the right age, and marry her...the dowry should be richer, and it will come from my private treasury," she paused, "I will leave this to you."

Yingge's eyes widened, and then she showed a joyful smile: "Here."

No matter how bad the spring grass is, there is also the friendship of growing up with them. Now that they are living in that yard like this, I am afraid that no one will know when they die.Fortunately, after the lady has spoken, Chuncao can go out of the house to live her own life, not to mention that if she marries a farmer, she will definitely lose her slave status. This is a good thing that will benefit three generations.

She rejoiced for her old companion, but Bisi secretly paid attention to Fan Shi, seeing a self-deprecating smile on the corner of his mouth, she hurriedly lowered her head and remained silent.Yingge is a fool, thinking that she will spare Chuncao only when the lady's anger subsides, and doesn't think that if she let her go now, why would she be so cruel in the first place?

The lady clearly has completely lost her heart to the gentleman, and she no longer feels jealous, and she also feels bored when thinking of Chuncao.

Bisi thought about it, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart.My lady... she's still so young.

This day is destined to be unusual.

Jiangcheng was closed at Haishi, the road lights were turned off, and cars and horses were forbidden to run.However, just after that night, a group of people came to the gate of Shangfang Zhongjun Mansion with torches and knocked on the gate.

When the gatekeeper of the outer courtyard opened the door, he was pushed aside and stared in horror at the fully armed soldiers who were holding the door.The first few people were wearing black palace armor, black belts to protect their foreheads, and golden sabers hanging from their waists. They turned out to be the inner court guards in charge of the guards of Yeting, known as Neijinwu!The Jinwu Guards are in charge of the emperor's imperial guards and retinues, while the inner court guards are in charge of the Yeting imperial guards, as well as the imperial family's codes, punishments and prisons. Most of them are eunuchs, led by Zongzheng.

It can be said that the courtiers were afraid of the Jinwu Guards appearing at their door in the middle of the night, but the imperial clan was afraid of the inner court guards.

Now such an inner court guard actually appeared in the Zhongjun Mansion!

The movement at the door alarmed the guards guarding the inner door, and they all opened the door with halberds.

The head of the inner court guard took a step forward and said: "The inner court guard has been ordered to invite the general to go to the Qi Qi Palace, and you must not interfere." After speaking, he took out the monarch's warrant as a signal.

Today's rotation is B Tuo, he walked out from the personal guard, took the warrant with both hands and scanned it, and said: "My lord, please stay here later, humble and inform the Lord."

The leader was quite tall, with broad and straight shoulders, delicate eyebrows and eyes, but his eyes were very cold. He only nodded slightly when he heard the words, retracted the warrant and stood to one side.He waved his hand, and all the inner court guards were separated to the two sides, the torches in his hands were burning fiercely, and the crackling sound was disturbing in the quiet night.Being able to command the inner court guards, wearing not official official uniforms, but being able to control the inner court orders, is actually an eunuch!

Yi Cuo turned around and walked in, his passer-by gave him a wink, and the rest of the guards changed their formation, secretly protecting the inner door.He hurried all the way, knowing that what happened on the day of Qiushou might have happened, but he didn't know why it took so long.

Zhao Chen knew the situation at the front door before he arrived, and he had already got up and put on his court clothes.

"Father..." Zhao Yuan woke up in a daze, and sat up rubbing his eyes with his hands, "Is it dawn?"

"It's still early." Zhao Chen's originally frowning brows immediately released, and his expression became normal. "Father has something to go out, so go back to sleep."

Zhao Yuan didn't fall asleep like he usually did when he woke up midway, but even the remaining trace of sleepiness dissipated immediately.He put down his hand and took a careful look at his father, his little face suddenly became serious.

"Father, are you going to the palace? Don't you have to go to court today?"

So sharp now.Helplessness flashed across Zhao Chen's eyes, and he lowered his head and let Li Qiu arrange his belt and accessories for him: "I'm going to the palace for my father, and there are festivals in autumn to be guarded, but it's just some official duties."

Of course Zhao Yuan wondered if it had something to do with Wang Ji.But first, he was taken away by Jia Xun that day, and he didn't see how his father punished Wang Ji, and no one dared to talk about Zhao Chen in front of him afterwards, thinking that his father must have made Wang Ji lose face. They came back from the self-camp for a few days without being summoned by the monarch, so they wouldn't suddenly be upset to call his father in after a few days to make troubles.

He felt uneasy in his heart, and he couldn't find any reason.

"I, I want to go with Father!"

Now Zhao Chen panics as long as he connects Zhao Yuan and Qi Gong together, and immediately pulls his face away when he hears this, and bluffs: "Don't mess around! They've grown up like this, they should know something!"

To Zhao Yuan, these words were probably serious and cruel words. He looked at his father in astonishment, with a hint of grievance and bewilderment on his small face.Mom, did you take the wrong medicine, old man!Immediately turned over and pouted his buttocks, imitating a sandbird and buried his head in the quilt and stopped talking.

Zhao Chen has practiced this trick for five years, and he could turn a blind eye to it long ago, but today is different, he is afraid of what Zhao Yuan will see, and he is worried about Zhao Yuan in every possible way, so he seems very at a loss when he straightens his clothes.It was getting late, so he had to turn his head and tell Li Qiu: "Let him turn over in a while, be careful about his knees, don't get bored."

Li Qiu put his hands aside, and took a small package from the side and handed it to him: "This is the rice dumpling that I just made last night, and I will make a pad for you on the way, so don't be hungry."

Zhao Chen took it, then lowered his voice and said to her: "I don't know if it's good or bad for me to go, you must be optimistic about Anu."

Li Qiu's expression was calm, and he bowed solemnly: "Your Majesty, don't worry, the slave will keep the Osmanthus Garden and Dalang well."

Zhao Chen glanced at her, then looked back at his son, and strode out of the inner room.

Li Qiu lay on the ground and didn't get up for a long time, resting his forehead on the Xuanxi mat, staring blankly at the delicate lines in front of him.She was very confused, even if she only heard it from other people, she knew how thrilling that day was.The noble Wang Ji being trampled on by the lord is just like the face of the royal family of Zhao being trampled on by the lord. If the king finds out from Wang Ji, how can he spare her lord?

Just in case... just in case...

"aunt?"

She raised her head suddenly, but she didn't realize that tears were streaming down her face, and her face was full of fear.

"Auntie, why are you crying?"

I cried... Li Qiu suddenly came to his senses, wishing he could slap himself twice.

She hurriedly looked at the couch, and saw that the child who was still losing his temper just now was sitting with a calm expression on his face. Although his soft hair was disheveled, he unexpectedly appeared calm and even reliable.

Zhao Yuan stared at Li Qiu's dodging eyes and said: "Father is lying to me, and my aunt is crying for no reason. Is it possible that the king is going to anger my father?"

"Could it be that my father won't come back?"

These words hit Li Qiu's deepest uneasiness, and made her speechless.

She shook her head and muttered to herself: "No...no, no, Mr. Lang is the king's right-hand man. Loyalty can be learned from the sun and the moon. The king will definitely not..."

What will happen?

For the ruler, no matter how important the position of a chess piece is, is it possible that success is indispensable?

There are a lot of chess pieces that look exactly the same, but there are a lot of them in the chess box.

The more Li Qiu thought about it, the more panicked he became, and the more he thought about it, the more desperate he became.She was even thinking, who made Lang Jun come to this point?Is it Fan's, or... She bit her lip at the thought, and quickly woke up, buried deep in her chest.

Zhao Yuan watched her blankly and his expression change, always feeling a little weird.He is used to being a fine person, and he is best able to figure out other people's emotional changes, so he soon wondered if Li Qiu blamed him a little bit.After all, if he hadn't been injured, his father wouldn't have angered Wang Ji.But the reason why he thinks this way is because he himself is also secretly blaming himself.

"You ask the servant to prepare the cart, I'm going to Yumen Street."