Syndicate Growth Manual

Zhao Yuan grabbed his father's hand and tried his best to trot to keep up with each other's pace. They walked through the bluestone atrium and cleaned the new main hall.Zhao Chen felt that the little hand in the palm was sweating, smiled slightly, hooked one arm, and hugged his son.The father and son walked down the steps along the corridor, and the ripple lake on the left was covered with snow in the distance, with some black jagged lake stones on both sides.

It gets dark early in winter, and although the sun has not yet set, servants have already begun to light candles on the bluestone road and the lanterns under the eaves.When Zhao Chen carried Zhao Xiaoyuan into the Hanging Flower Gate, Zhao Yuan broke off a piece of ice edge and stuffed a small piece into Zhao Chen's mouth.

He looked at Zhao Chen expectantly and asked, "Is it delicious?"

A certain father chewed loudly and gave Zhao Yuan a sideways look.A cunning little thing, knowing that it is very cold, I want him to eat first.Zhao Yuan giggled happily, and then carefully stuffed himself a mouthful. His small teeth also imitated a certain father to chew ice cubes.

Li Qiu had asked someone to prepare hot water, and as soon as the father and son returned to the Osmanthus Garden, they asked her to rush into the clean room, where they sat comfortably in the big wooden bucket.Zhao Chen leaned his head up on the edge of the barrel, with his arms stretched out on both sides. Zhao Yuan occupied the opposite side by himself, and specially made a small wooden stool to rest in the barrel, so that he could sit in the water without going over his head.

"Father, why did you come back so late today?" Zhao Yuan splashed water for a long time before he thought of what he had been asking just now.On weekdays, even if he didn't eat in the mansion, he should be back in more than an hour, but today it took more than four hours, which made him impatient and left his little friend to go to the gate.

Zhao Chen closed his eyes, and Fan Lin's unwilling face flashed in his head, and he couldn't help but curl his lips.

"Go to seek justice for your father."

what?

Zhao Yuan's spirit was lifted, and he hurriedly lifted his buttocks and paddled onto a certain father, grabbed his shoulder and asked him: "You went to Fan's house? How did you ask for it? What was the result? Why didn't I see the cart?"

Zhao Chen only felt a lump of flesh rubbing against his body, couldn't help laughing out loud, and sat up straight with his son in his arms. "What do you think I'm doing? Looting?"

Zhao Yuan sat cross-legged on a certain father's lap, grabbed the little ball, and rolled his eyes: "Then... are you going to Tingwei Temple? Are you wearing that string? You can testify!"

"Miscellaneous Pei?" Zhao Chen frowned, "What are you doing with that thing?"

Zhao Yuan rolled his eyes: "What if the Fan family refuses to admit it? I have checked carefully, and there is indeed Fan Dan's mark on the pendant. No matter how the Fan family tries to deny it, the woman's private property cannot be justified with me... I I'm not interested in her stuff either, but I have to put it away for now just in case..." rambling.

"That's unnecessary," a certain father said flatly, "If you like it, you can keep it as a token forever."

"...they are too stupid to be so important—" Zhao Yuan was still babbling, when he suddenly heard Zhao Chen's words, he was stunned, "What? A token?"

Zhao Chen couldn't bear to look directly at his son's stupid face, and sighed: "Fan Lin has found a father and wants our family to recognize this relative, so that thing will naturally become a token?"

Zhao Yuan looked up at him suspiciously: "Father, I'm not stupid. You will let that old man be so arrogant?" It's not like his father's style to suffer a loss.Besides, the Fan family still owed his younger brother a life, so they let it go so lightly?

"Van Dan is older than me, and I don't like older women as wives."

Zhao Chen laughed and said, "Then you can rest assured, being a father will make you suffer this." He simply told Zhao Yuan all about getting Fan Tang and Fan Dan to be concubines for Zhao Yuan.

Zhao Yuanzhen was dumbfounded, and Gao Shan looked up at his robber father: "You, how did you do it? Fan Tang? Still make me a concubine? I, I, I... I don't want it, she is better than Fan Dan It's still big, a head taller than me!"

"You will grow taller soon." Zhao Chen touched his son's head without sincerity, "Fan Dan is fine, Fan Tang's maternal ancestor's family is also a wealthy family in Ling County, and as the eldest grandson, she has a rich dowry. For them to live well in the Zhao family, the Fan family will definitely help you in every way. If you don't like them, you can marry a regular wife in the future—"

Speaking of this, he naturally thought of Min Ji, and couldn't help being silent for a while, "...It really doesn't work, let's raise some more beauties."

Zhao Yuan's mouth twitched.

For him, being a good son most of the time has many benefits, but sometimes, it is also quite annoying.For example, on this matter, his father never considered his thoughts.Of course, it is indeed an effective revenge for the Fan family. The problem is, he can't imagine that scene at all... What does his father mean by the pause just now?Hasn't he already thought about his future wife?

What do you mean by "it really doesn't work"?Could it be that his wife is a woman without salt?

Zhao Yuan seemed to see himself lying in the arms of a beautiful woman who couldn't see his face clearly, drinking wine, and a group of demons danced like women of all colors beside him.For a while it was Fan Tang pinching his face, for a while it was Fan Dan shaking his fan...

He couldn't help shaking, returning to the beautiful reality.

When having dinner, Lichun served a dish that seemed to have a strong taste.

"Sauce rabbit legs!" Zhao Yuan has sharp eyes and can tell the difference even when cut into small pieces.

Zhao Chen wrote lightly: "Fan Lin gave you this. His family secretly made bad stuffed rabbit legs."

Zhao Yuan retracted his chopsticks silently, scooped up a bowl of braised fish stew and ate it himself.

This is a southern dish, but it has nothing to do with the Fan family. It is a recipe written along with a jar of water shield in a New Year's gift from someone from the south.Water shields are specially selected to have stems but no leaves in April of that year. It is the most plump pheasant-tailed water shield among water shields. It is pickled with coarse salt and placed in a clay pot at low temperature. It is taken out in the winter of that year, washed off the coarse salt, and added The fish meat is already very delicious without adding salt.

Zhao Chen saw that he was eating deliciously, so he asked Lichun to remember and send people to the south to get some fresh ones in April next year.

After eating, he went to Tangli Courtyard.

Fan Shi listened to Zhao Chen's words quietly, showing neither anger nor intention to relieve his hatred.

"After all, it is your mother's family. In the future, outsiders will find out, but you are not good at being a human being." Zhao Chen came here specially for this reason.

The corners of Fan's mouth were slightly curved, and it seemed that even smiling became difficult.She looked up at Zhao Chen, with a hint of sadness in her peaceful eyes: "Mr. Lang doesn't have to think about my concubine's status. The Fan family... is no longer my concubine's natal family." Sitting upright on the mat, he saluted Zhao Chen.

Zhao Chen was stunned.

After a long while, Fan raised her body, knelt down and looked at him, and said in a sobbing voice: "I am married to Mr. Lang, although I have no children, but Anu treats me like a mother. After a few years of pure life... I know that the responsibility of the housewife is heavy, and I wanted to watch over the children and take care of this responsibility..."

When she said this, Zhao Chen had vaguely realized what she wanted to do.

But he didn't make a sound to stop it.

Fan's breathing calmed down, and despite the begging of a few maidservants, she continued: "It's just that I'm really powerless, I just feel... I can't breathe in this house, and it's getting more and more difficult every day... Lang Jun, since you have no intentions for this concubine, I beg you to give this concubine freedom, so that I won’t live like this for the rest of my life..." Seeing Zhao Chen’s expressionless face, she couldn’t help but smile wryly, and summoned up her courage, “I dare not pray What, you, you just gave up on me—”

Zhao Chen interrupted her: "If I abandon you, you will have nothing. Now that I have turned against the Fan family, will you have a good life when you go back? Haven't you ever thought about this?"

Fan's expression became even more bitter.As a woman, how could she not know this?Don't talk about reconciliation, it would be good if we can separate property and live separately.It's just that Lang Jun didn't feel sorry for her. On the other hand, she couldn't even keep her own child.

The baby...is the only thing she thinks about when she stays in the Zhongjun Mansion.It doesn't matter if she doesn't have a husband or a housekeeper. With a child, her life will have hope, but now that the child is gone, it is a kind of torture in the mansion.

She knew that Zhao Chen would not give her another child, and she herself had no hope for Zhao Chen, only fear.She spent the past few days in a daze, waking up from nightmares again and again, and suddenly felt the urge to run away desperately.

I don't want to live like this anymore...

"I beg my husband to fulfill my concubine status."

Zhao Chen stood up and said to her calmly: "You think about it for a few more days. If you still think so after New Year's Eve, I will give you a piece of paper to write a wife letter."

Release wife's book?

Fan raised his head, tears streaming down his face.Is this willing to make peace with her?

When stepping out of the courtyard, Zhao Chen thought back to the day they got married.Although the marriage was bestowed by the monarch, he also made the mansion seriously prepare.Marriage is not a child's play, he made a good plan at that time, as long as Fan's family does not betray the Zhongjun government, no matter whether she is the monarch's spy or not, he will treat her wholeheartedly, even if he can't get along with each other, he will try his best to take good care of her.

But when he first saw Fan in the new house, he was actually a little disappointed.

Because Fan's could not arouse the throbbing in his heart.

Now it's time to end.

"Jason?"

Zhao Chen stopped on the path next to the rockery, and shouted impatiently: "Come down, I know you are here."

A figure jumped down from the rockery group of snow and ice.

"Master Lang."

Zhao Chen pondered for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Send someone to find a house with two or three entrances in the county near Jiangcheng. It doesn't need to be too big, the environment is quiet and simple, and the furniture is ready-made. The servants will pick the well-adjusted house from outside and buy it. A few, and bring me back the deed. This will be done in three days."

But Jia Xun looked up at him, and asked, "Master Lang, do you really want to make peace?"

"You're getting more courageous," Zhao Chen raised his foot and kicked over calmly, "Don't tell Anu, let me know, and break your dog legs!"

"The subordinates don't dare to talk too much, so I went to find someone to do something about it." Jia Xun forced his feet a few times, but found that he couldn't stand it, he hurriedly swayed away with his mouth twisted, saluted him, then turned and ran away.