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was replaced?

What was replaced?

Zhao Changfeng's hands were shaking.

Zhao Sanlang asked in a low voice: "Father, mother, what did you say was changed? Is Xiao Linnu Wulang or Shiro, Zhao Baiyu or Zhao Yuzheng? Father, did you make a mistake?"

Zhao Boyong supported Xie's shoulders, turned his back to Zhao Changfeng and Zhao Sanlang, and told them the truth in a low voice.

"Siro is the real Shiro, and Goro is the real Goro? Is Zhao Baiyu our little slave? Is he the son of the Zhao family?" Zhao Sanlang stepped back, shaking his head again and again: "It's ridiculous, how could that be? Something so absurd?"

Zhao Changfeng looked calm on the surface: "When did father and mother know about this? Silang... Zhao Yuzheng, does he know his own background?"

Zhao Boyong pressed the sleeping point on the back of Xie's head and neck, causing Xie's collapsed mind to fall into a coma. Then he responded to Zhao Changfeng's question: "Your mother and I only found out not long ago. As for Zhao Yuzheng—" mentioned Zhao Yuzheng's voice was cold, "Go back to the mansion and ask him personally and he will know."

Obedient means that Zhao Yuzheng knew about it?

Why didn't he tell if he knew?

Both Zhao Boyong and Mrs. Xie were in the carriage, Zhao Changfeng was in charge of driving the carriage, and Zhao Sanlang followed behind on the horse, with a blank expression.

The carriage suddenly turned a corner and walked into a dead-end alley and stopped. It didn't move for a long time. Zhao Boyong lifted the curtain and asked, "Have you arrived yet?"

Zhao Changfeng's heart skipped a beat, he suddenly came back to his senses, jumped down quickly, took the reins and turned around, and it was at this time that he realized that the seemingly calm Zhao Jiadalang was actually out of his mind, not indifferent.

Zhao Boyong didn't say anything, and got back into the carriage.

With the clatter of horseshoes and the rolling of wheels, there were only four of them in the quiet street.

The night sky is full and the moon is bright and clear, and the house is full of lights. If the palace banquet is over as usual, they should escort the parents back to the house. San Lang rides a horse and follows the carriage, waving his hands and talking about what he saw and heard during his patrol in the palace. , the mother would smile and agree, and the father would scold, but his eyes were full of smiles, not really angry.

And he was still driving the carriage like tonight, listening to their chatting quietly, carefully paying attention to the road conditions, so as to avoid the headache of the drunk parents due to the bumps, and at the same time listening to Saburo saying that he would take the hundred years he had seen from the palace banquet. Xi Yanle told Shiro that at this time, the parents would give them the food they secretly brought out from the palace banquet and hidden in their sleeves, so that they could fill their stomachs while maintaining the law and order in Ouchi.

Mother has many treasure bags, which are often used to hold some snacks and dried fruits, and sometimes can be used to store hard dishes such as grilled lamb and crab stuffed oranges in the palace banquet. In fact, it is not very delicious when cold, but those dishes are served There are quotas on the tables of courtiers and wives.

Father and mother left their share to them.

Although the taste was not good, everyone was very happy on the way back.

But after tonight, such simple joy and happiness will fall apart and will never exist again. For the Zhao family, the family reunion lights will never belong to them again.

***

Zhao Yuzheng was studying and doing fuss in the study until the third watch. The nurses and servants who served him tried to persuade him to rest first, but he coldly dismissed them all, and retreated to the yard helplessly, looking at each other in agony.

Although the noble young gentleman of the Zhao family is strong and healthy, he is much better than the three-day sickness and five-day serious illness when he was a child, but he is really active, stubborn and unyielding, and he goes outside to fight with others If you lose the pot, you have to practice day and night, and you will not stop until you are exhausted.

Another example is riding a horse. She was ridiculed by some dandies in the capital for being like a little girl. Even when she got on the horse, she needed someone to help her. When she came back and practiced hard for two months in a fit of anger, she broke one arm and one leg.

Let’s talk about studying and taking the imperial examination. I used to fish for three days and spend two days on the net. Last year, I suddenly became angry. The master and wife don’t understand. The hearts of these people who serve all day long are like a mirror. Zhao Baiyu made a lot of achievements and gained Qingtian's good reputation. He refused to admit defeat, so he secretly competed.

To be honest, it is a good thing for a person to have an unconvinced energy, so that he can make progress, but it is not necessarily a good thing to blindly put his unconvinced energy on comparing with others and being angry.

What's more, Shiro forgot to eat and sleep, was tired and sick, and it was the people in the hospital who took care of him who suffered.

But no one can persuade Shiro.

But the palace banquet should be over at this time, and it will be fine if the master and wife come back.

The servants were thinking this, when they suddenly saw two strangers dressed as servants of the Zhao family coming in from the courtyard, they said that the master sent them to summon Shiro to the front hall, this was a common thing, so no one stopped them, and watched helplessly. Let those two take Zhao Yuzheng away.

Even seeing Shiro's terribly gloomy expression and his hasty pace, could something be wrong ahead?

Before the servants could figure it out, they saw that Shiro had just walked to the middle of the gravel path, when suddenly a dozen men in black robes with narrow sleeves appeared and surrounded Shiro and the two servants. Suddenly beheading the family member under the knife, he couldn't help but panic and panic, just when he was about to scream, the wife's personal nurse appeared, her eyes swept across them coldly.

"That's the guard of the mansion. It's all about killing the villains who intend to murder Zhao's mansion. Don't make a fuss in the middle of the night. Go back to your room to sleep, and don't come out without orders."

The big maid in the yard mustered up her courage and asked, "What about Shiro?"

"It's up to the master and madam to handle it."

Hearing that no one said anything more, they all retreated back to their own rooms.

As soon as the door was closed, the big maid who had just asked the question suddenly felt that something was wrong. She was asking Shiro, why did Mammy say 'deal with'?It's like dealing with some criminal.

Shaking her head, the maid felt that she was thinking too much, he was the youngest son of the Zhao family, even the emperor and the queen mother would laugh when they saw him, Zhao Silang, who in the whole capital didn't know that he was born noble?

After the servants and maidservants had retreated, Xie's personal nun came to Zhao Yuzheng and said with a blank face, "Please follow this old slave to the front hall to see the master and madam."

"Father and mother are back?" Zhao Yuzheng's face was pale, and he couldn't help taking a step back. Seeing the two beheaded soldiers, he was even more frightened. "Why did you kill these two people?"

"They are villains pretending to be servants of the mansion." The nanny urged: "You should go to the front hall."

The front and rear roads were blocked, and the only dead man who could take him was killed. Zhao Yuzheng had no choice but to follow the nanny to the front hall. The corridor that had been walked thousands of times in the past 20 years has become a hallway today. Incomparably long, grueling, and full of unknown horrors.

***

Back in the mansion, someone came to report what happened in Zhao Yuzheng's mansion just now, Zhao Boyong's face was calm, not surprised, obviously he had already expected the situation.

Zhao Sanlang came over and asked: "Who are the two people who pretend to be Zhao's servants? What is their purpose? Why did you take away Si...why did you take away Zhao Yuzheng?"

"You guys go to the front hall first." After Zhao Boyong finished speaking, he carried Mrs. Xie back to the main courtyard.

Zhao Changfeng and Zhao Sanlang looked at each other, and they could see panic, fear and shrinking in each other's eyes.

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Changfeng took the lead and said, "Let's go. No matter what kind of hell is ahead, we must go in and go through it." As for whether we can come out, we can't think about it.

Backing down at this time is to let the mistake continue, and no one will be sorry.

The two came to the front hall and saw Zhao Yuzheng standing with his head bowed, this youngest, most pitiful, and poorest younger brother whom they had loved since childhood, felt sad, hesitant, and somewhat trying to excuse him .

It's just that this stupid idea quickly dissipated completely because of Zhao Baiyu, whose life and death were unknown, and the chaotic thoughts couldn't be sorted out for a while. It is difficult to break through the cage and find the fulcrum of balance.

The two of them stepped into the hall, full of preoccupations, Zhao Yuzheng still called them "Big Brother" and "Third Brother" familiarly and intimately as if he didn't notice, but looking at his bright smile, clean hands and low-key body Especially the extravagant Yun Jin couldn't help but think of Zhao Baiyu with a pale face and the frightening amount of blood flowing out of him, so he couldn't respond to Zhao Yuzheng naturally.

Without saying a word, the two passed Zhao Yuzheng and stood beside the main seat.

Zhao Yuzheng couldn't detect their indifference, so he leaned forward and asked, "Why didn't the elder brother and the third brother talk? Didn't we see the wonderful operas and feasts at the palace banquet? It doesn't matter, wait until the elder brother and the third brother open up the territory." Earth, you have made great achievements, and you will have a seat at the palace banquet. By the way, I made two policy talks tonight, and I will show them to my father later, but my father must be strict and will pick a lot of thorns. It's time for me to speak for you."

While talking, he habitually pulled Zhao Sanlang's arm, and the latter dodged it. He was stunned for a moment, a trace of ferocious emotion flashed in his eyes, but he quickly covered it up, raised his head and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

Zhao Changfeng turned his head and asked him, "Why did those two servants take you away at night?"

Zhao Yuzheng was stunned: "I don't know... They said it was ordered by father."

Zhao Changfeng: "Don't you know them?"

Zhao Yuzheng shook his head: "Speaking of which, it is indeed a very strange face."

Zhao Changfeng smiled.

"The mansion hasn't recruited people in the past six months. I don't know if there are any new faces. You don't know, either? You are playful by nature but vigilant. When you were 13 years old, you could see through those who pretended to be maids in the mansion and tried to abduct you. Damn man, how could it be possible to be 20 years old and so stupid to leave with two strange faces that suddenly appeared? Usually when we come back from the palace banquet, you will take the initiative to carry the light at the door. If you have something to do or are sick, it is impossible to ask you to go to the front hall ...You can clearly see the problem, and you also clearly know those two people—”

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Changfeng closed his eyes fiercely, his hands trembling with emotion, his mind was confused, and a bunch of upside-down truths hit him like a torrential rain, hitting him dizzy and killing him to suffocate Difficult to bear, almost unsteady.

Opening his eyes suddenly, Zhao Changfeng's gaze was as sharp as a knife: "Zhao Yuzheng, how much have you lied to us? How long have you lied to us?"

When Zhao Sanlang heard the words, his figure flickered, he always felt that something was wrong when he heard Zhao Yuzheng's answer just now, and now he finally realized it.

He stared at Zhao Yuzheng's face carefully and asked, "Silang, you already knew about your background?"

Zhao Yuzheng showed doubts: "What background? What are you lying about? Big brother, third brother, you are very strange tonight, what happened?"

"Still lying!"

The sudden scolding attracted the attention of three people in the hall, but when they looked back, it was Zhao Boyong.

"Changping sent Mrs. Wu to pretend to be a female doctor, and she took great pains to show her face in front of his wife. She specially took care of you when you were four or five years old. However, Mrs. Wu couldn't have chosen that time to tell you about your background. You are too young to be like Mrs. Wu. Familiar, if you are told of your life experience, you will come to us crying and screaming at the first time, making us suspicious, and it will also hit you who are weak and sick. But when you notice that my wife and I doubt your life experience, don’t Noisy or not, surrendering to the East Palace, and knowing that Changping took advantage of the palace banquet tonight to rebel, it will be difficult to cultivate this kind of intimacy and trust every three to five years, which means that the truth was known at least four or five years ago."

Zhao Boyong stared into Zhao Yuzheng's eyes: "Am I right?"

Zhao Yuzheng twitched the corners of his mouth, subconsciously looked at Zhao Changfeng and Zhao Sanlang, and shook his head pitifully and confusedly: "I don't understand, I don't understand...why? Did Zhao Baiyu tell you something?"

Zhao Boyong: "Ms. Wu was arrested and tortured by his wife, and she was locked in a dungeon. The female officer next to Changping who had followed her for 30 to [-] years was arrested by Erlang, tortured and interrogated, and told everything about that year. ...Also, the group of dead men around you, your contacts with the Fifth Prince's Mansion these days, have been seen by the hidden guards of the Zhao Mansion, and reported to me."

He approached step by step, his thick black pupils locked on Zhao Yuzheng without any emotion, the child he owed the most and loved the most, but backhanded a sharp knife with poison into his heart viciously.

Passing through the heart, there is no cure.

"Do you think you are saving yourself? Or are you saving your self-inflicted mother? Do you know why Changping's rebellion failed? Because of you."

Zhao Yuzheng retreated timidly, staggered and almost fell, his eyes dodged, he didn't dare to look directly at Zhao Boyong, he could face Zhao Changfeng and Zhao Sanlang's questioning without changing his face, but he didn't dare to face Zhao Boyong's straightforward narration.

He raised his hands to cover his ears, and tears filled his eyes, unable to fall.

"Because you are the eyeliner who monitored Changping and Donggong for us to plan to force the palace! Let me tell you again, even Changping and Donggong forced the palace to rebel. We were the ones who forced her to jump into hell step by step! We forced her to die. Huo Jingtang, Chen Shidao, Du Gongxian, Kang Wang...these ministers forced Changping and Donggong to die in order to save Zhao Baiyu!"

Zhao Yuzheng gasped for breath, and suddenly screamed: "Don't say it! Stop it!" Xu Shi was so emotional that he had difficulty breathing, his face suddenly turned livid, and he clutched his heart and begged in extreme pain: "I didn't mean it, I didn't... …not me……"

In the old days, seeing Zhao Yuzheng like this, the Zhao family would have been extremely anxious.

But Zhao Boyong just looked at him indifferently, Zhao Changfeng was indifferent, and Zhao Sanlang, who had the best relationship with him, just turned his face away reluctantly, which made Zhao Yuzheng hate him even more.

Tears rolled down his face, he took out the bottle from his arms, poured down the pill of Guben Peiyuan and ate it, and his face quickly returned to blood.

Zhao Boyong: "It turns out that your body is not as weak as usual." He smiled sarcastically, and sat on the main seat, his eyes fixed on the void, and he was already unwilling to even look at Zhao Yuzheng. "You're like your mother—"

"It's the same viciousness, isn't it?" Zhao Yuzheng smiled lowly: "Before knowing the truth, you, and the eldest brother and the third brother, the most common thing you said to Zhao Baiyu was 'like a mother, like a son'. Because the birth mother is unbearable , So Zhao Baiyu was sentenced to death, the people who hurt him, accused him, and resented him are you."

When the father and son heard this, their faces were equally pale and ugly, Zhao Sanlang staggered and fell back to his seat.

"What about me? At most, I was changed identities when I didn't know the situation. I didn't say anything after knowing the truth, but I didn't really hurt Zhao Baiyu. You hurt him in the name of my good." Zhao Yuzheng understood Their natures have been seen through, and they simply broke the cans and smashed them, and let them taste the feeling of heartbreak. "Father guessed right. I did not know the truth until five years ago. It is really hard for me to accept it. Why am I not the real Goro? Why isn't mother my real mother? Why do father and brothers hate Changping and her so much? son?"

"I was so sad that I got a serious illness. I want to tell you the truth when I recover. I naively thought that my parents and brothers have loved me for 15 years. For 15 years, it is impossible for my family relationship to deteriorate because of a change of status, right? At worst, I will give half of everything I have to Zhao Baiyu, I..." Zhao Yuzheng choked up and said, "I want to make up for Zhao Baiyu, but Mother Wu told me that if you know the truth, you will hate me even more. The premise of loving me is: I am Goro. Without this premise, you may not be able to change your relationship at first, but for Zhao Baiyu, you will send me away, and time will dilute this family relationship. The me in the book, Zhao Yuzheng, is the dove bird in the magpie's nest!"

"Aren't you?" Zhao Boyong roared angrily, "Aren't you that greedy dove bird!!"

Zhao Yuzheng choked back the desire to cry bitterly, clenched his fists and sneered: "Yes! But it's because you are so blind that you can't recognize it! If you want to blame, blame you for treating Zhao Baiyu too badly, and blame him for being too smart. If you know that he is He Changping It's completely different, if you know that he is a man of high righteousness," he pointed to Zhao Sanlang, then looked at Zhao Changfeng, "you know he is upright," and finally looked at Zhao Boyong, "you know that he is extremely talented——"

"Even though he is the son of Changping, you will still be attracted, and you will involuntarily appreciate him and have a good impression of him!"

"The facts are as I expected. Before I knew the truth, my eldest brother often paid attention to Zhao Baiyu. When I got the crown, I begged for a long time. Junziyu, you refused to give it to me. Don't think I don't know that you want to give it to Zhao Baiyu! He and I won the crown on the same day, you can't give me the gentleman jade, you would rather hide it than give it to me! What about the third brother? The third brother used to be on my side and often mocked Zhao Baiyu, but since Zhao Baiyu became famous After he rose to prominence, you often praised him in front of me! If it wasn't for hindering Changping, or for the sake of mother, you would have gone to court him a long time ago! What about me? Have you considered my feelings?"

"Father doesn't give up too much. He clearly says he hates Zhao Baiyu, but he speaks up for him in court time and time again, promoting all the good strategies he put forward. In your study, all the good strategies for promoting the opening of the night market and making money for you are all good. It’s intensive annotations! But when I graded my paper, I frowned and didn’t say a word, but I know you’re dissatisfied, if I wasn’t the son of the Zhao family, you wouldn’t even look at me!”

Zhao Sanlang couldn't believe it: "Just because of this reason, you can enjoy everything that should belong to Goro with peace of mind?"

"I don't want to lose what I have owned for 20 years, what's wrong?" Zhao Yuzheng asked with a strange expression, "Third Brother, if you knew the truth, would you send me away for Zhao Baiyu?"

Zhao Sanlang muttered, unable to answer.

Silence is the default.

Zhao Yuzheng asked again: "Why? The third brother grew up with me and spent the longest time together. He also loves me the most and understands me the most. He will teach Zhao Baiyu a lesson for me when I am sick. Why can you give up on me because of different identities? Could it be that our ten or twenty years of brotherhood is all fake?"

This doubt has been hidden in his heart for five years.

I asked Zhao Sanlang, I also asked Zhao Changfeng, Zhao Boyong, and even Mrs. Xie.

why?

"Is blood relationship that important?"

Zhao Changfeng: "If it wasn't for the blood relationship, we wouldn't have had the chance to cultivate family ties."

Zhao Sanlang bowed his head and said: "The family love of more than ten years is not fake, and the care and indulgence of more than ten years is not fake. Whether I drive you away or give up on you, I will be sad and reluctant to part with you, but Zhao Yuzheng, this is not for Wulang. It's not fair. If I feel sorry for you, I will hurt Goro more, and it is unfair."

His heart clenched and he was in excruciating pain.

"I have already owed Wu Lang, and I still want to grasp it with both hands because of the family affection of the past ten years, and neither of them will give up. How can I repay the debt of the past ten years? Who will make up for Zhao Baiyu, who was treated harshly in the past? Who will be right? He said he was sorry? What's more, for you, for the hatred that could not avenge Changping, we," Zhao Sanlang choked, almost speechless. "We passed on the resentment to Goro. We treated him harshly without any scruples, even venting. How can we keep you without shame and face him with a clear conscience?"

"Heh, haha, hahaha... That sounds good!" Zhao Yuzheng burst into laughter suddenly: "Want to make amends? Want to ask Zhao Baiyu's forgiveness? But you forgot that you are afraid of me being sad, so you don't allow Zhao Baiyu to go to the scientific research. Cut off his official career, and for me, Li Daitao stiffened and forced Zhao Baiyu to marry into the Prince's Mansion of Lin'an County. The number one scholar, the humerus minister, the blue sky of the people of the Li people - you ruined it all! You, it's your own hands Forcing your most beloved and most indebted little boy! Marry him as a wife!! To be a wife to a man who had a bad reputation at that time!!!”

"Pfft!" Zhao Boyong vomited out a mouthful of blood with grief and anger.

Zhao Changfeng and Zhao Sanlang hurried forward and called "Father", but Zhao Boyong raised his hand and waved them back.

"You're right. It's my fault, it's all my fault." Zhao Boyong nodded affirmatively every time he said a sentence, wiping the blood from his lips with trembling hands. "Whether it's a broken heart or a broken heart, I will bear it. I deserve it, but I will pursue it to the end. Zhao Yuzheng, how much you owe me, the Zhao family's son, you can give me a hundred times and a thousand times." come back."

He uttered the cruelest words in the softest voice.

"You are afraid that everything you own will be taken away, you are afraid that Goro's harsh treatment over the past 20 years will fall on you, but these things do not belong to you at all. What I owe Goro, I will pay back, what you owe Goro, Pay it back too!"

Zhao Yuzheng, who had vented and was happy, finally got scared, stared at Zhao Boyong and asked, "What do you want to do to me?"

"You will just watch as things that belong to you and things that don't belong to you, things that you cherish or don't cherish, will be taken away one by one." Zhao Boyong looked at it as if he was looking at a dead thing. Zhao Yuzheng said word by word: "Start with the preference of your parents and elder brothers, to the privileges you have, your residence, your fine clothes and jade crowns, your slaves... and finally your identity, your name, your chance to become famous. , including your dignity as a human being, your existence, including your right to live or die—”

Zhao Yuzheng trembled all over, shuddering.

"At that time, you will understand what it's like to live and die, but you can't ask for death."

Zhao Boyong tapped the table twice, and a hidden guard appeared.

"Take him down, put him in the woodshed, and watch him day and night to make sure he's alive."

The hidden guards obeyed the order, dragged down Zhao Yuzheng who was struggling non-stop, covered his cursed mouth, locked him in the firewood room, and began to deprive him of the four most basic and indispensable aspects of food, clothing, housing and transportation.

Zhao Yuzheng was taken down, and the huge front hall suddenly became terribly quiet.

Zhao Boyong stood up with difficulty propping up the table, his back, which had always been as straight as a green pine, was bent now, showing an aging state, and wanted to tell Zhao Changfeng and Zhao Sanlang a few words, but found that there was nothing to say, so he said nothing left.

***

Zhao Sanlang stared at his palm, recalling the night Goro was born.

At that time, my father was still working outside, and the second brother led people to guard the hospital door to prevent the princess from making trouble, while the eldest brother ran to find his father at night, leaving him alone outside the delivery room.

He squatted under the corridor, covered his ears and closed his eyes, trying to block the lightning and thunder that seemed to tear apart the world, and the shrill screams in the room, trembling with fear, until a baby's cry pierced the night sky, deafening The thunder and lightning stopped abruptly, and the heavy rain was pouring down. There was no more terrible screams, and soon there was no crying.

Zhao Sanlang still can't figure out why the baby's cry is so faint, but he can distinguish it from the thunder?

I remember he mustered up the courage to sneak into the house, and saw a baby with the nickname Xiaolinnu in his womb, a small one, breathing weakly, breathing with difficulty with his mouth open and nose, lying on the outside Sitting on the bed, no one cared about him, only three or four people gathered in the room and ran around.

The little Zhao Jiasanlang, who was only four years old, leaned on the fence of the sitting bed to look at the kitten-like little Linnu, stretched out his fat fingers to poke the little Linnu's cheek, and heard him making a faint purring sound. , clenched his small fists hard, his face was wrinkled and red.

It's obviously ugly, but it's kind of cute.

He stood on tiptoe, originally wanting to hug the little Goro, but suddenly there was a violent movement inside, occasionally interspersed with a few words such as "blood collapse", "maternal poisoning" and "a sign of dying", in a very panicked tone , He was so frightened that he rushed into the inner room and left the little slave in the outer room.

Thinking about it now, it was probably during that extremely short period of time that their real little slaves were replaced.

In that short time, maybe not a quarter of an hour.

"I... so I saw Goro when he was just born."

Zhao Changfeng turned to look at Zhao Sanlang.

Zhao Sanlang raised his head, at a loss, and said with red eyes, "Brother, I have seen it before, but why did I abandon Wulang at that time?"

"He beat the Dengwen drum to save his teacher. I said he was grandstanding. He got close to us again and again. I said he was hiding evil intentions. We thought he was pushy, so he hid his clumsiness. He hid his clumsiness, and we thought he was stupid... I said it all What? What did you do?" Zhao Sanlang was crying, and slapped himself on the face one after another, and the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth soon showed that he was merciless.

Finally raised his arms to cover his eyes, Zhao Sanlang couldn't help crying bitterly.

"What should I do to repay the debt we owe to Goro? How to make up..."

No matter how much you can make it up, there is no way to repay the debts of these 20 years. It is not just to correct the wrong words and practice the wrong knife skills, but there is no way to go back to the past to correct the mistakes owed to Goro. There is no way to deal with the detention In 20 years, Zhao Baiyu said sorry, which made people even more desperate.

***

In the study, Zhao Boyong rubbed over and over again the good strategy that Zhao Baiyu presented to the court, it wasn't even his handwriting, it was just a copy.

Looking at the entire Zhao Mansion, he couldn't find anything that belonged to Zhao Baiyu.

He didn't even have the chance to repent.

He opened his eyes wide to read the booklet, reading each word carefully, his vision blurred again and again, then he wiped away his tears and read it again, and again and again he clearly realized how outstanding his little son was, that was him. The most outstanding child was suppressed by him, and he worked as a small errand in the government office of the capital. , always proud and unyielding.

……

"You are obedient, obediently block this disaster for Wulang, and protect you from death."

"Stop learning from your biological mother's bitterness!"

"What are you? A low-level thing!"

……

The prejudice against Zhao Baiyu in the past, reprimanding without hesitation, stamping his stupid mind without reason, and other evil things, are now constantly reverberating, stabbing Zhao Boyong's skin, flesh, heart and bones, everywhere pain.

It was because of him that Xiao Erlang of the Zhao family suffered a lot when he was born. He was weak and precarious. He lived in fear of losing Xiao Erlang at any time, so he wanted to pamper him and pamper him. He was supposed to grow up as a pampered and precious man, and he couldn't lose to any prince or grandson. He thought that the youngest son of the Zhao family had survived Changping's persecution. Can't he be allowed to enjoy everything in the world with the utmost honor and wanton?

He always thought, what does Xiao Erlang of the Zhao family want that he can't get?

When Xiaolinnu was still in Jiuniang's stomach, a fortune teller came to beg for food, and he gave money to send him away. In order to repay his kindness, the fortune teller said that he would help a person to see a look.

He casually pointed to his wife with a big belly and said, let's avoid disaster for my little boy who is about to be born.

The fortune teller looked at it for a long time, with a dignified face, and shook his head again and again, saying that Mr. Xiao Lang's relationship was shallow, and he was troubled by many disasters and fate.

He thought, how rough can it be?

How hard can it be for Hou Fu to feed and raise her, and to pamper her with all kinds of delicacy?

Now he finally understands that this is also the moment when thousands of arrows will pierce his heart.

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The author has something to say:

The abuse of the Zhao family is mainly to punish the heart, and other things are supplemented.

I originally wanted to write this chapter about Xiaoyu waking up, but I didn't.

Tucao: At the end of the chapter about fortune-telling, I kept thinking of Yuan Tiangang’s lines in Wu Zetian’s poem “The young master was born with dragon eyes and a phoenix neck...”, and then the bgm started, feeling sorry for the little fish while being passionate... I’m almost fine.

PS: Why did the emotions of the Zhao family change so quickly?

1. They have been together for 19 years, and they have resentment, hatred and disgust. These negative emotions are based on the premise that "Xiaoyu is the son of Changping". When this premise is overturned, extreme negative emotions will quickly turn into extreme Positive emotions.

(If you haven't seen each other in 19 years and suddenly appear and say 'I am your son', then the Zhao family will struggle)

2. The Zhao family is really ashamed of Zhao Baiyu, the premise is still the same, but the current premise is wrong, the love that should belong to him is given to the wrong person, and the resentment and hatred that should not belong to him are given to the wrong person If it is given to him, such an extreme contrast will accelerate the reversal of emotions, and it will also become a backhanded knife, stabbing the heart with a knife, and the heart is like a knife.

3. The Zhao family didn’t really hate Xiaoyu at all in the later stage. My previous description should be quite obvious, and they gradually changed and appreciated it, but they were stubbornly blocked by the premise.

When the premise is gone, this relationship will be turbulent, and it will come a hundred times and a thousand times.

4. Zhao's father, Xie, knew in advance that they had experienced a process of psychological struggle, and they didn't suddenly fall in love with Xiaoyu because of their blood relationship without warning.

5. Will Xiaoyu and the Zhao family reconcile? How should I put it?I have given the answer anyway.