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Huo Jingtang entered the room, saw Zhao Baiyu reading a book on the couch in Xiaohua Hall, glanced at the sky, wondering why he returned home so early today.

Came behind Zhao Baiyu silently, Huo Jingtang just raised his hands to press Zhao Baiyu's shoulders, then he heard Zhao Baiyu preemptively: "Release so early today?"

Huo Jingtang put his arms around Zhao Baiyu's shoulders rather bored, squeezed onto the couch, and pressed his upper body against him, "Kick out the people who came in from the middle palace today, and they will sue them in the palace, accusing me of favoritism and public revenge." , His Majesty summoned me for questioning."

Zhao Baiyu: "Isn't the middle palace always peaceful? Why are you supporting a pawn in the school now?"

Huo Jingtang rested with his eyes closed, and sneered at the words: "The most restless person is the empress. The entire Sima family has been abandoned, so the empress should be in a hurry."

Zhao Baiyu put down the script and pressed Huo Jingtang's temple: "Sounds like there is something hidden?"

Huo Jingtang: "The empress is jealous and likes to use power to gain power. A few years ago, the harem was not in her hands because she planted chess pieces everywhere, and she also put her hand into the back house of the county prince's mansion to offend His Majesty. That's why she was deprived of the harem. Last year After finally finding the wrong place of the noble concubine, I couldn’t wait to repeat the old trick when I got back the golden seal and ribbon of the harem... Do you remember the maid the day after your wedding?"

Zhao Baiyu thought about it, "Is it the woman who tied your belt?"

Huo Jingtang opened his eyes, and there was a smile in his glazed eyes: "On the one hand, how can Xiao Lang remember so clearly?"

Zhao Baiyu: "That woman is quite pretty."

The answer was not what he expected, Huo Jingtang pinched Zhao Baiyu's chin to make him bow his head, and moved closer to let him see clearly: "How about me as a husband?"

Zhao Baiyu patted Huo Jingtang's arm lightly, and couldn't help laughing: "At least he is the general who quelled the Northwest, how could he have the nerve to compare his beauty with a woman?"

Huo Jingtang let go, found a more comfortable position to lie down, and said lazily: "It's not about comparing beauty with women, it's about comparing weight in Xiao Lang's heart. I often see Xiao Lang looking at me fascinated, he must love my face more Worse than my heart and my talent, people say that I fall in love with my beauty, if I confirm it from time to time, how can I know in Xiao Lang’s heart, as a husband, am I falling in love with my color?”

"Stop talking." Zhao Baiyu remembered the corpse that was carried out from the county prince's mansion a few years ago, so he said and asked, "Is it all the Queen's trick?"

Huo Jingtang played with Zhao Baiyu's beautiful and well-proportioned fingers: "It's not just the queen. At that time, when I just returned to Beijing, many people wanted to win me over. They believed in rumors that I was ugly and violent, so I must have some special hobbies." Mentioned those annoying He couldn't help sighing: "There are endless tricks, but luckily I would rather die than surrender for my husband, otherwise my innocence will be lost. How can I treat Xiao Lang?"

Zhao Baiyu finally couldn't hold it back, his shoulders trembled with laughter, and he repeatedly patted the back of Huo Jingtang's hand: "Don't be poor anymore, can you be more serious? Where did you learn to behave like this?"

Huo Jingtang looked at Zhao Baiyu, who had beautiful eyes bent with a smile, brushed his fingers over his brows that finally loosened, and didn't say anything about the worry he felt when he saw his sad brows and dark eyes when he entered the room just now.

Zhao Baiyu pointed to the small table and said, "The wine crab I brought you has just been frozen with ice cubes... Oops! I forgot that river crabs are also seafood, can you eat them?"

"can."

Huo Jingtang bit Zhao Baiyu's neck, and looked at the light teeth marks left on his fair skin with pleasure, then hugged Zhao Baiyu for a while before walking to the table contentedly.

"I heard that Xiao Lang collected 23 taels of water transport tax in one day?"

Zhao Baiyu was curious: "How did you know?"

The amount entered into the business tax account is quite private, except for the fact that no one in the relevant yamen can spread it, and he has never told Huo Jingtang about it.

"Du Gong first made a special statement about this matter, Your Majesty is very happy."

Zhao Baiyu put on his shoes and came to the table. As soon as he sat down, he was stuffed with a shelled crab leg. The meat was sweet and mellow with the aroma of rice wine. It was a pity that he couldn't buy two more.

"What's there to show about this?" Zhao Baiyu couldn't help but laugh: "Master Du really cares about the tax department."

"He cares about water transportation in the world."

Zhao Baiyu: "The tone sounds like you have complaints about Master Du?"

"How can a generous person like me complain to others?"

He took revenge on the spot.

Huo Jingtang picked out all the crab meat and put it on a small plate, and fed Zhao Baiyu while eating two mouthfuls, and said without changing his face: "He is an envoy, and he deals with money and money all day long, so it is inevitable that he cares about water transportation and commercial taxes. The money is credited to the national treasury, and it can also relieve his anxiety of being chased by various yamen for money."

Zhao Baiyu smiled, "Yes."

Huo Jingtang: "Xiao Lang fought with the cunning and stubborn businessmen in the mansion, arrested people at the pier, and collected taxes at the ferry center... Many stories spread all over the capital, and the recruits at the school grounds regarded you as the reincarnated blue sky in the storybook. Whenever you get a chance, ask me how you usually solve cases, how you deal with ministers of civil and military affairs, and how you dismount Anhuaidela—it’s so annoying, I let them run twenty laps around the school grounds, so tired that they couldn’t breathe, and then No one dares to talk nonsense to me."

Zhao Baiyu listened intently.

He fed a piece of the freshest and sweetest crab meat into Zhao Baiyu's mouth, "However, there are some stunned young people who are not convinced and say something to slander you."

Zhao Baiyu raised his eyebrows, guessing Huo Jingtang's follow-up reaction with a tacit understanding: "The person who entered the palace and sued you for favoritism?"

"Xiao Lang also knows me." Huo Jingtang asked, "Xiao Lang blames me for my personal misconduct?"

"People who don't even know what to say and what not to say, and who are directly in charge, it's better to stay away from the officialdom as soon as possible, so that they don't know how to die when their heads fall someday." Zhao Baiyu looked Faint, showing no sympathy for the group of people who obviously used him to target Huo Jingtang. "What's more, one or two have never been on the battlefield, have not passed the martial arts test, and have no rank, so why are you wronging the public?"

Huo Jingtang liked Zhao Baiyu's favoritism and protection of weaknesses, so he brushed away the hair from Zhao Baiyu's cheeks, and suddenly asked, "Would you like to visit the northwest?"

Zhao Baiyu was surprised: "Can you go to the northwest?"

Huo Jingtang: "The Turkic troops are mobilizing their horses and horses, Daxia keeps making small moves, and has frequent private contacts with southern borders. Maybe in the near future, I will return to the northwest. You will be my entourage and military advisor, and I will show you the scenery of the desert on horseback."

It sounds like traveling instead of fighting.

Zhao Baiyu: "I have an official position, I have no experience in marching and fighting, and I haven't read one or two military books. How can I be transferred if I am transferred as a military adviser? Don't hold back."

After a short pause, he frowned: "Do you really want to fight?"

Huo Jingtang brushed Zhao Baiyu's brow with his thumb: "Not necessarily, don't worry about me." After hesitating for a moment, he asked again: "Did Donggong look for you in private?"

Zhao Baiyu: "You know?"

"Guess. Donggong is reluctant to leave the Water Transport Yamen, and cannot get rid of you. It is obvious that he will discuss with you in private."

"If I compromise with Donggong, will it count as stepping into the mud with both feet?"

Zhao Baiyu was suddenly curious about what his compromise meant to Huo Jingtang, did he feel that he was not so thorough and noble?

"No matter what my little man decides, I always believe that he is doing it for the sake of the people, not for selfishness." Huo Jingtang traced Zhao Baiyu's palm prints, "Worthless to heaven and earth, clear to my heart, my little man is heaven and earth." The cleanest people down there."

Zhao Baiyu leaned forward: "Huo Jingtang, why do you like me?"

Why do you always think I'm so good?

Huo Jingtang smiled and said: "It's not like, but love. I love Xiao Lang."

Zhao Baiyu's nose was a little sour, with mixed flavors, and he couldn't describe what it was like: "Why?"

How can there be so much love for no reason in the world?

Huo Jingtang: "Xiao Lang asked me to give reasons, and I can give a lot. Because you are my Xiao Lang, you and I are married, and we should spend a hundred years together. It is only natural for me to give my feelings. And because You are the most beautiful person I have ever seen, because your heart is very gentle, clean, and brave, because you are noble and arrogant like a crane in the clouds, you are upright and stand up for the people... Tell me, you have so much worth me The reason why I love you, why should I not fall for you?"

He leaned forward and said with a sigh: "You are the most compassionate Bodhisattva in my heart, you are the Buddha in my heart..."

Gently kissed Zhao Baiyu's lips, rubbing and sucking repeatedly, as if he could feel Zhao Baiyu's fragility and bewilderment at this moment, so he carefully comforted Zhao Baiyu, lest he accidentally break such a helpless Zhao Baiyu.

Zhao Baiyu explained: "In fact, I was able to compromise with the household department, and I am not a child who has never seen the world and does not know the dangers of the world. I know that the officialdom is complicated, and the advantages of having the household department's scheduling do outweigh the disadvantages, so I don't feel particularly wronged... real."

Huo Jingtang propped his cheeks and looked at him with a smile: "But I feel wronged for Xiao Lang."

Zhao Baiyu: "There's no need—"

Huo Jingtang: "Because I protect my weaknesses." Sighing, "I am a small-minded husband, follow personal relationships, and take sides, so I have to recite the Dharma every day in order to see that all beings are equal as soon as possible. I haven't been able to treat everyone equally. It's because I haven't practiced enough... …Find a time in another day to loosen the prince’s muscles and bones, don’t fight for a few years, and go to the house to expose the tiles.”

Zhao Baiyu was so coaxed that the haze in his heart was completely dispelled, and he kicked Huo Jingtang's calf lightly with his toes awkwardly: "The prince of a country, you can beat him as soon as you say, you are too arrogant." After scolding, he couldn't help it. Curious: "Did you often hit the prince?"

Huo Jingtang: "The prince likes to pretend since he was a child, and he has a bad stomach. I can't understand him, so I like to beat him. When I got older, I didn't bother to argue with him. Later, I was sent out of the palace. I haven't seen each other for more than ten years. I got better at pretending, and I forgot the pain when I was beaten."

Zhao Baiyu suddenly became interested: "Tell me something interesting about your time in the army. For example, how did you end up in Dingzhou when you first went to the Northwest?"

Huo Jingtang: "The two armies broke up with each other and regrouped. I was a small soldier, and I obeyed the arrangements. I went to Dingzhou in a daze, and I was still the leader of the gang. Once I found a Turkic spy in the camp at night. They were nomads. Nationality, the way of holding and putting the knife is different in the Central Plains..."

Gradually speaking, Zhao Baiyu listened intently, and quickly forgot all the troubles in his heart. Even if Liangjiang was to be rectified, it was not possible to go there if he wanted to. It doesn't have to be him.

What's more, Emperor Yuanshou didn't have this intention, everything was just the idea of ​​his mentor.

That's it, as long as it comes, it's safe.

***

The Water Transport Office of the Taxation Department and the Household Department made a compromise. The Household Department wanted to manage [-]% of the water ships in the mansion. The compromise was to ensure that the water gates, wharves and other field affairs would not hinder the water transport office’s work, and to maintain the stability of various commercial and tax revenues in the mansion. To curb the situation where the lower officials set up different names to collect taxes at will, and ensure the prosperity and development of business.

In this way, Zhao Baiyu came to an end with the vigorous and vigorous business tax of the tanker after he took office for more than a month.

The accounts of the Water Transport Yamen of the Taxation Department are no longer in the red, and a large amount of funds has been allocated from above to hire more ministers on business and repair the Yamen.In just a few days, the water transportation yamen had a completely new look, with new wallpaper, new wall paint, and even replacement of cracked floor tiles. It finally looked like a new yamen under the feet of the emperor.

Zhao Baiyu came to Dianmao every day, and went home on time, and occasionally went to the night market with Huo Jingtang, living a peaceful, happy and warm life.

On March [-], the Shangsi Festival, the ice in the distant mountains and rivers melts, and the spring water warms up. There are peach forests in the suburbs and apricot blossoms everywhere in the mansion. You can often see a group of beautiful and lively girls coming out of the apricot blossom forest in spring, and there are Qushui Liushang on the riverside. , a romantic and handsome young man singing poetry, meeting eyes with a beautiful girl walking out of the apricot forest, may be the beginning of a wonderful marriage.

Zhao Baiyu rode a horse slowly through the apricot blossom forest, the spring breeze blew by, a few strands of hair scattered around his temples, the navy blue headband fluttered with the wind, the wide-sleeved crane cloak of the same color fluttered, and apricot blossoms rushed to his eyes with the wind, He subconsciously closed his eyes, drooped a radian like a crow's feather, waved his hands and flicked his sleeves, and inadvertently slapped down a branch of apricot blossoms, causing a rain of apricot blossoms.

The young men on the Moshang are full of vigor in an instant, and the beautiful girls who have just left the apricot forest suddenly lose interest in the men on the other side, and instead ask who the Tibetan teenagers on the horses are and whether they are married.

It's a pity that people are so frightened that they disappeared before they could talk to each other in the future, leaving only regrets.

Zhao Baiyu, who rode his horse away from Xinghualin, rushed to the Confucian Temple full of doubts. He sent Du Gong to the Water Transport Yamen early in the morning, saying that he had specially asked for two days off for him, and he would go home after work.

Then he went back to the Prince's Mansion, only to be told that Huo Jingtang was waiting for him at the Confucian Temple, saying it was urgent.

Uncle Hai, Uncle Wei, Nanny Xiu and Yan Bing were nowhere to be seen in the mansion, and even Huo Jingtang was nowhere to be seen early in the morning. Zhao Baiyu was completely bewildered.

Finally arrived at the Confucian Temple, Zhao Baiyu was welcomed into a small room by Nanny Xiu and Miss Li who suddenly appeared as soon as he got off his horse. Don waited for him.

"What are you guys doing? Be secretive and don't tell me anything." Zhao Baiyu walked towards Huo Jingtang.

Huo Jingtang took him by the hand and entered the Confucian Temple, first prepared offerings to heaven and earth and other things, then said the salute, and finally gave blessings, and Zhao Baiyu followed him confusedly, swinging with him like a puppet, until he heard Huo Jingtang say : "Huo Jingtang's younger brother, Zhao Baiyu, is growing up every year, and will be crowned on the third day of the third month. I would like to..."

crown?

Zhao Baiyu hesitantly raised his hand to touch the top of his head, vaguely remembering that he is twenty this year, a weak year, and his parents should perform the crowning ceremony when he is placed in someone else's house.

The crowning ceremony is usually held in the family temple, and is held by the father or elder brother on his behalf.

Neither Zhao Boyong nor the third son of the Zhao family would crown him, and Zhao Baiyu didn't even bother to do so. His inner soul is a modern person. There is no such thing as twenty crowns. He never thought of a crowning ceremony, let alone someone holding a crowning ceremony for him. present.

Zhao Baiyu was stunned, at a loss, and didn't know how to respond.

"What should I do?" Zhao Baiyu asked in a low voice.

Huo Jingtang: "Don't think about anything, just leave it to me."

The first procedure is to report to heaven, earth and ancestors at the family temple. Strictly speaking, neither of them has a family temple, so Huo Jingtang chose the Confucian Temple.

After finishing the procedure, the next step is to crown and select characters, which need to be done by the principal.

Generally speaking, the elders invite the respected and respected elders who have good acquaintances to crown and select characters on their behalf. During this process, many procedures need to be completed. Of course, this is not within Zhao Baiyu's consideration.

Huo Jingtang brought Zhao Baiyu back to the Prince's Mansion, Zheng Bin had been invited to the Prince's Mansion three days ago.

Zhao Baiyu was pushed into the main hall by Huo Jingtang in dark clothes. Seeing Chen Shidao with a friendly smile on his face, he couldn't help but feel hot: "Men..."

Chen Shidao didn't answer him, but looked at Kang Wang who was acting as a praiser at the door. The latter understood, took Zhao Baiyu through the process himself, and taught him the etiquette in each procedure.The nuns in the mansion came out one after another holding the necessary items for the weak crown ceremony. Chen Shidao crowned Zhao Baiyu, first the crown scarf, then the hat, and finally the Futou, as well as the matching clothes, soap boots and leather belts. From now on, he can be a civil servant or a general, and he needs to shoulder the burden of a family. He is no longer a child under the protection of the family.

"There is some dust on the head." Chen Shidao patted Zhao Baiyu's head lightly, and smiled kindly: "From today on, you can tell everyone that you have graduated from Chen Shidao, and you are the best teacher in your life." Outstanding student, proudest disciple."

Zhao Baiyu's expression changed.

"If you don't have a family temple, you have a Confucian temple. If you don't have ancestors, you have saints to listen to you. If you don't have a father and elder brother, you have a small county king to preside over you. There are me, His Royal Highness King Kang, and people who have been with you for many years to watch for you. You have been busy for many days before this coronation ceremony, and your friends from all over the world also sent letters and sincere blessings."

Yan Bing interjected in a low voice: "There are letters of blessing and gifts from your senior brother, Mr. Chen, and letters from Mr. Ji and Mr. Xuzhou He."

Zhao Baiyu whispered: "How do they know?" Even he didn't know.

Yan Bing glanced at Huo Jingtang at the rear right, without saying a word.

Huo Jingtang stepped forward and put the red post in his hand into Zhao Baiyu's palm: "Accordingly, the honorable guest should choose the characters for you, but anyway, the previous dynasty once abolished the ceremony of conferring crowns. Etiquette, the literati don't pay enough attention to it nowadays, and once the etiquette procedure is reduced, I will take the right to take the word for you..."

His voice lowered, and only Zhao Baiyu could hear: "I'm so jealous, I really don't want to accompany Xiao Lang for the rest of his life. The characters didn't come from me, even if the person who picked the characters for you is your teacher."

Telling Lizhang to be his brother, taking his name as father, being brother, father and confidant, Huo Jingtang has been fulfilling the promise made on the day of his wedding.

Zhao Baiyu flipped through the red post, the handwriting was crazy, piercing through the back of the paper.

sleepless.

Zhao Wumian.

"Zhao Wumian, low Qihu, there should be no hatred." Zhao Baiyu murmured: "Did you choose it from this sentence?"

Huo Jingtang said softly, "Yes."

Zhao Baiyu: "I thought I would take the word 'Gui Gui'," he raised his eyes, and his eyes flickered: "Green coir raincoats, yellow ruo clothes, red wine and white fish return at dusk."

"You know?" Huo Jingtang laughed, not surprised: "Mu Gui, Gui Mu, it sounds old-fashioned, like a sunset, it's really unlucky."

Zhao Baiyu: "Tianmu returns home. The original words are open-minded, you are superstitious."

Huo Jingtang: "Short names and big characters, you should be cautious. It's okay to be superstitious. Xiao Lang is an excellent painter. If he really likes the word 'Mu Gui', he can be nicknamed Mu Gui, as long as the word has a better meaning."

Zhao Baiyu laughed: "What's the good thing?"

Although the original words are also very open-minded, but this sentence is a bit melancholy.

"Fortunately, here is 'should not have hatred'. May Xiaolang have no regrets in his life, no worries for a hundred years, and peace every year."

Zhao Baiyu's brows and eyes twitched slightly, others took the words and placed their great wishes, either hoping for great talent or great achievements, Huo Jingtang found another way, wishing him peace and no regrets.

"Cough!" Chen Shidao frowned: "The name of the name is to echo the name and the word. What is the similarity between Baiyu and Wumian? It's better than Baiyu entering the boat and Baiyu boarding the boat." The tone was slightly complaining: "His Royal Highness, You spent a few days here at the beginning, and I saw that you were sincere enough to entrust the great task to you, and finally took out this word...His Royal Highness Kang Wang, can you tell me this word?"

Kang Wang pondered: "The meaning is very good, and it really doesn't have much to do with the characters. It's just that no matter boarding a boat or entering a boat, it means that you will be invincible with troops, but my little nephew is a civil servant!"

Chen Shidao thought it was wrong, he twirled his beard and thought about it, and met with Kang Wang, Wei Bo and others to discuss whether it could be changed to a more suitable word.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Baiyu looked at Huo Jingtang and smiled helplessly.

After they discussed the result, Zhao Baiyu's name had been decided, and he was called Zhao Wumian.

There was nothing Chen Shidao could do if he was dissatisfied. It wasn't that he couldn't think of a word that was more worthy of Zhao Baiyu, but he was more clear-headed and understood that the title of his student belonged to Xiaojunwang.

In order to fight for the title right of Zhao Baiyu, the king of Xiaojun invited him to the mansion of the king of the county, and after sitting quietly in his room for two days and one night, Chen Shidao had to compromise.

... No one could stand the hostility and bloody aura released by the little county king, and they stared at him expressionlessly!

Chen Shidao was so frightened that he had nightmares all night, and he was still not so clear-headed, and he kept muttering in his heart that the Prince of Lin'an really did his best in treating Zhao Baiyu, even the weak Guanli himself did everything by himself.

This kind of thought made tears well up in his eyes, feeling that it was hard to find a confidant.

... just feels a bit inconsistent.

Chen Shidao was wondering where the harmony was, and when he turned his head, he saw Xiaojun Wang and Zhao Baiyu standing side by side under the tree outside the hall. The two were very close and whispered. Some petals fell on Zhao Baiyu's head and shoulders. After brushing away, Zhao Baiyu looked natural, as if it wasn't the first time——

Although it is said that scholars die for confidants, is their relationship closer than confidants?

Feeling the grotesque in his heart, Chen Shidao quietly came to Kang Wang's side, "My lord."

King Kang bowed hurriedly: "Sir, just call the student by name."

He was also a student of Chen Shidao, in his [-]s and [-]s, and he was still afraid of Mr.

Chen Shidao: "It's a matter of old rotten millet, the prince doesn't have to restrain himself."

He was not too happy to mention that he still had such a student.

Chen Shidao put on a more kind face and asked: "I heard that the prince makes friends all over the world, and has friends all over the world. Regardless of their status, from princes to knights, everyone can become friends. Chang Bingzhu's night talk, passed down as a good talk... I don't mean anything else, I just want to ask, will the prince hold a crown ceremony for his confidant, take the words, brush off the fallen flowers on his shoulders, and often walk side by side without leaving any gaps?"

Kang Wang was silent for a moment, "It's more than that. Gaodujian and I hit it off right away, wishing we could eat, live, and sleep together."

Chen Shidao's expression was shocked by the naked eye, and he almost lost his voice: "This is your confidant?"

Kang Wang nodded, with a deep tone: "Yes. This is a bosom friend!"

Poor Chen Shidao has gone through two dynasties, and he has also experienced the open folk customs of the previous dynasties, but he is straight. He couldn't see the difference between friends, confidants and lovers. Wang Zeng promised him that they would reconcile and divorce after a few years of marriage.

I struggled left and right in my heart, entangled for a long time, and in the end it was the subtle "sense of violation" of the "confidant relationship" scenery.

After the crowning ceremony, it was late at night, and it was time to entertain the guests. Everyone was left in the county prince's mansion to attend the banquet. .

***

At the same time, the family temple of the Zhao family was also holding a crowning ceremony for Zhao Yuzheng. Zhao Boyong specially invited a great Confucian who was highly respected in the court and China and who had taught the princes of the East Palace to be the guest of honor, and crowned Zhao Baiyu three times in a row.

Shiro, the most favored of the Zaizhi, performed the coronation ceremony. Countless people came to give congratulations and congratulations upon hearing the news. Emperor Yuanshou, the queen mother and the empress in the palace also sent people to give gifts to express their hearts.

Zhao Yuzheng, dressed in dark clothes and wearing a jade crown, appeared in front of the guests. Beside him were Zhao Boyong, Mrs. Xie, and the elder brothers of the two dragons and phoenixes. With the congratulatory gifts from the palace and the East Palace, it can be seen that Zhao Boyong is still the most popular and powerful among the prime ministers.

From twilight to deep night, Zaizhi Mansion is brightly lit and guests enjoy themselves.

Someone came to Zhao Yuzheng's side to pass a message, saying that Donggong was waiting for him outside.

Zhao Yuzheng excitedly hugged Xie's arm and acted like a baby: "Mother, I want to go outside..."

Mrs. Xie looked at Zhao Yuzheng tenderly, and raised her hand to brush the jade crown on his head. Her heart was both soft and sore. This is the child she owed the most. He was burdened by his parents, and he was sick and weak in the first half of his life.

It is said that children are indebted to her, but when it comes to her, it is the parents who owe their children.

Shiro has grown from a small group to a young man with a weak crown, with a radiant face, like Xie Tinglanyu, but he doesn't ask him to be a marquis or prime minister, but only asks for a lifetime of peace.

"Let Da Lang and the others protect you."

The coronation ceremony has come to an end, and the elders are still entertaining the guests, Mrs. Xie couldn't bear to refuse the youngest son's request, so she softened her heart and indulged.

"Thank you mother, mother treats Shiro the best!"

With a cheer, Zhao Yuzheng turned around and ran out of the house quickly.

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The author has something to say:

There should be no hatred. Hate means regret.

PS: In fact, I wrote about how much the Zhao family loves Zhao Yuzheng, and I wrote it very coolly hahaha, because all their love now, compared with their disregard for Xiaoyu, will become a knife that cuts their flesh and blood bluntly when the truth finally comes out.