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Chapter 12 Wang Siniang

Chapter 12 Wang Siniang

Zhao Erlang stood at the door and looked at Zhao Hanzhang pitifully. Zhao Hanzhang just pretended that he could not see her and had people carry her out.

Mrs. Wang watched her go away, then turned around and pulled Zhao Erlang back to the house, "Come on, let's continue to recognize characters today. Just three characters, no, two characters are enough. If you can remember two characters, mother will make you some delicious food tonight."

Yes, I will also buy you a saddle, you can buy whatever you want."

Zhao Erlang was not happy at all, "Can I recognize my name?"

"You already remember your own name, why should you recognize it? Let's learn new characters!"

Mrs. Wang dragged Zhao Erlang back to the house, while Zhao Hanzhang rode a carriage out of the gate.

The car was hung with curtains on all sides. Zhao Hanzhang was sitting on it, and could vaguely see outside through the curtains. She disliked the curtains blocking her sight, so she simply asked Tinghe to roll up the curtains.

Tinghe rolled up the curtains in front and on the left and right sides.

Now it's better, the field of view is wide, and Zhao Hanzhang can see whatever he wants.

There are many people on the street, all the shops are open, there are scattered stalls, and few people go in and out of the shops.

When the pedestrians saw the carriage, some stood aside to avoid it, and some walked to the avenue after squinting at her to block their carriage.

Zhao Hanzhang looked very interested and said nothing, waiting for the Zhao family's driver to respond.

The Zhao family's coachman raised his eyelids and took a look, grabbed the reins, slowed down the car, and followed the man leisurely, without driving him away or making a sound to urge him.

Zhao Hanzhang looked at Tinghe, who looked accustomed to it. When Sanniang looked over, he thought she wanted tea, so he immediately made a bowl of tea for her.

Zhao Hanzhang took a sip and looked up at the people in front who felt bored and left. It seemed that the Zhao family was also very humble outside.

Just as Zhao Hanzhang was thinking about it, she suddenly saw something coming from the corner of her eye in mid-air, and she subconsciously stumbled back to avoid it.

A flower flew past her eyes and hit the teapot.

Zhao Hanzhang stared blankly at the blooming rose, and couldn't help but turn his head to look in the direction where the flowers were coming from.

There was a window open on the second floor of the restaurant on the left. A girl was leaning against the window, leaning half of her body out. When she looked over, she said loudly: "Zhao Sanniang, what are you hiding from? You didn't accept the flowers I threw."

Seeing the girl, relevant memories popped up. Zhao Hanzhang adapted for a while, and after the aftereffects of his headache subsided, he nodded slightly to the girl upstairs and said, "Thank you for the flowers."

She reached out to pick up the flowers that had fallen on the carriage floor, and waved to Wang Siniang, "I accepted them."

As soon as he finished speaking, the rose, which had been smashed once and shaken twice, was separated from the neck and fell onto Zhao Hanzhang's dress with a squeak.

Zhao Hanzhang:......

Wang Siniang:......

Zhao Hanzhang hurriedly picked it up and held it in his hand as if nothing had happened. He looked up at Wang Siniang in the restaurant.

The two looked at each other for a while, and Zhao Hanzhang said to the driver: "Let's go."

When Wang Siniang saw that she didn't stop the car, but continued to move forward, she shouted angrily, "Zhao Sanniang, who are you going to see? Didn't you come out to see me?"

Of course that's not the case. Zhao Hanzhang was going to the city gate to see if he could get some news from the gatekeeper.

When Wang Siniang saw that Zhao Sanniang really left without looking back, she couldn't help but patted the window, turned around and chased down.

The servants quickly followed.

Wang Siniang chased all the way to the city gate, and immediately saw the Zhao family's carriage parked at the intersection. She muttered, jumped off the ox cart and ran over, "Zhao Sanniang, what are you doing here?"

Zhao Hanzhang glanced at her and said, "I'm here to relax, why are you chasing me?"

Wang Siniang jumped on her carriage, stretched out her hand to touch the furnishings on the carriage, and said with envy: "Your grandfather was so kind to you that he was willing to buy you such a luxurious carriage, and it was even driven by a horse."

"Oh, this is not mine, it belongs to my uncle. I saw it when I went out today and thought it looked good, so I put it on temporarily."

Wang Siniang glared, "You..."

She looked her friend up and down and frowned slightly, "You seem to be a little different."

Zhao Hanzhang did not hide his strangeness and asked calmly: "Is it weird?"

The soul is different, so naturally people are different.

Wang Siniang asked worriedly: "Are you giving up on yourself and planning to give all your family property to your second wife?"

Zhao Hanzhang was surprised, "How do you know?"

Wang Siniang sighed, "That's fine. You always fight with them and I'm very scared. This time you got hurt and scared me to death."

She said: "It's okay not to fight. With your grandfather's ability, he will definitely make arrangements for you. If the title is gone, it will be gone. Didn't you say it yourself, that the title falling on your brother's head will be a reminder?"

Zhao Hanzhang nodded, "That's right, so I gave up."

Wang Siniang rolled her eyes, took her hand and said, "How about you marry into my family, and my family will protect your siblings, and we can still be sisters-in-law, wouldn't it be great?"

Zhao Hanzhang withdrew his hand in an instant, "I want to be your best friend, but you want me to be your sister-in-law?"

Wang Siniang: "What is a best friend?"

"My close friend?"

Wang Siniang clasped her hands together and said with a smile: "This name is good, can't my sister-in-law be my best friend? My brother has good looks and talents, and his family background is not bad, wouldn't he be a good match for you? If you are willing, my family will come to your door later.

Propose marriage."

Zhao Hanzhang was surprised, "Can you take charge of your brother's marriage?"

Wang Siniang: "The main reason is that you have a good reputation and my father is open-minded, so he won't respond."

Zhao Hanzhang thought for a while and then said: "But I don't agree."

Wang Siniang asked with a smile, "You have also met my brother. Is he a bad character, or is his talent and appearance not as good as yours?"

"He has good character, talent and appearance, but I don't like him." Zhao Hanzhang didn't want to get married. He just wanted to get married. That was something he would do after he returned. The top priority was to find Professor Fu.

She directly rejected Wang Siniang, "There is no need to mention this matter again."

Tinghe ran over panting and saw Siniang Wang hurriedly saluting and saying hello. Then she reported to Zhao Hanzhang: "Sanniang, I asked, there were many dead and injured that day, including husbands from the Wang family and the Fu family. I haven't heard of it recently."

Whose husband lost his memory after being injured?"

"Fu family?" Zhao Hanzhang leaned forward, "Which Fu family?"

"It's the Fu family, the Supervisor of Zhongshu."

Wang Siniang on the side said quickly: "There is also my brother. He also brought his servants into the city that day. He happened to encounter a riot by refugees, so he was injured."

Zhao Hanzhang asked uninterestedly: "Is the injury serious? Can you still remember the past? Have there been any changes in your diet and daily life?"

Wang Siniang: "...Is it okay? It's just that my diet is a little lighter."

Of course I had to eat lightly when I was injured.

Zhao Hanzhang was still more interested in the Fu family and asked: "Which husband of the Fu family was injured?"

Based on her possession conditions, it can be deduced that Professor Fu's possession conditions should be similar to hers.

There is no other way to find scientific theories among unscientific things.

Tinghe sent a lot of food and then inquired: "I heard that he is the eldest son of the Fu family. He came back from Chang'an with his servants and encountered such a thing before he entered the city."

Zhao Hanzhang: "Fu Changrong? That's such a coincidence."

Wang Siniang noticed the difference in Zhao Hanzhang's expression and couldn't help but said: "Do you like Fu Changrong? Although he is also talented and handsome, how can he compare with my brother? My brother is as famous as Wei Shubao."

? ?See you tomorrow

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(End of chapter)


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