Zhao Erlang endured it again and again, and couldn't bear it anymore. He tugged on Zhao Hanzhang's sleeve and said aggrievedly: "Sister, can you eat? I'm hungry."
Zhao Hanzhang looked at the naive and ignorant Zhao Erlang, waved his hand and said: "Eat, eat."
Zhao Erlang immediately returned to his seat and sat down. He took several large pieces of meat to Zhao Hanzhang and said diligently: "Sister, you vomited just now, I'll give you all these."
Zhao Hanzhang looked at the big meat in the bowl without saying anything. He only felt that his head hurt again, his chest felt tight again, and he felt nauseous and wanted to vomit.
Mrs. Wang hurriedly took the meat away and said, "If your sister doesn't want to eat it, you can eat it yourself."
She looked at Zhao Hanzhang worriedly and said, "Sanniang, why don't you just eat some white porridge? Look, your face will turn pale from vomiting."
The huge memories that came out of her mind had almost been integrated. Zhao Hanzhang's head no longer hurt much, but her appetite was not very good, so she nodded.
She just sat and watched Mrs. Wang pick up the dishes for Zhao Erlang. Zhao Erlang also ate with gusto and ate all the dishes that were put in the bowl.
Zhao Hanzhang found it interesting and asked him, "Can you eat like this in the ancestral hall?"
Zhao Erlang shook his head aggrievedly, "There is no meat, only steamed buns."
Zhao Hanzhang nodded with satisfaction, it felt like he was being punished.
The Qingyi Pavilion was quiet, but the main courtyard was not at all quiet.
Qing Gu knelt and cried for a while, then stood up after receiving permission, then quietly retreated with her back arched.
When she left the yard, her back was soaked with sweat.
Zhao Changyu sat cross-legged on the couch motionless. Uncle Cheng brought a bowl of tea and said softly: "Master Lang, the second room has indeed exceeded the rules tonight."
Zhao Changyu sighed and said: "It's not just the second wife who has exceeded the rules, the third wife has also exceeded the rules."
Without waiting for Uncle Cheng to speak, he added: "But it's understandable. I always knew that the second brother had some opinions about me, but I didn't expect that it would affect Zhao Ji like this. Now that I am still here, he can treat Wang like this."
, when I leave, how can they, who are orphans and widowed, still have a foothold in the Zhao family?"
"I didn't know that the situation had become so serious," he sighed: "Do you think Sanniang's move was just to express her resentment? She was forcing me to make a choice."
Zhao Changyu smiled when he said this, "She is quite smart..."
Uncle Cheng was silent. It was you who said the bad things, and you also said the good things. Anyway, you would always make amends for your granddaughter.
He silently put the tea bowl in front of Zhao Changyu.
Zhao Changyu picked it up, took a sip, and said thoughtfully: "Actually, there is no choice. I... am not a righteous person."
Uncle Cheng asked hurriedly: "Why is Mr. Lang so derogatory to himself?"
Zhao Changyu was very calm, "This is the truth. If I were righteous, for the long-term development of the family, I should send you to reprimand Sanniang."
"Only when the family's power is concentrated together can we help the Zhao family go further. Now that we are in troubled times, we should not disperse the family's power. And I," Zhao Changyu sighed, "what I want to do now is to divide the family's power.
"
Since the conversation with Sanniang, Zhao Changyu has been hesitant. How much should he leave to Sanniang?
According to the original plan, he did not plan to give her the family power, and he did not even plan to leave anyone for the big house except Uncle Cheng.
Sun Tzu is stupid. Even if he doesn't want to admit it, Zhao Erlang is indeed mentally retarded. The twelve-year-old boy usually has no problem communicating, but his mind is no different from that of a six- or seven-year-old child.
He can still read a hundred words at the age of six or seven. He has been studying for six years and can count the number of words he knows with one hand.
Taking advantage of Emperor Hui's experience, it was naturally impossible for Zhao Changyu to give him the family fortune.
So what he always wanted was to let his second wife inherit the family business and entrust the big house to their care.
In the past two years, the situation in the DPRK and China had changed, and the conflict between the first and second houses had deepened day by day. He saw this and was anxious in his heart, so he wanted to give the first house an extra guarantee.
That's why he started looking for a high-ranking marriage for his granddaughter. He had power, money, and people. He wanted to arrange for Sanniang before he left. In the future, she would have her husband's family to rely on, and she could also take care of her mother and younger brother. Who knew that he would
As soon as there were some signs, rumors spread in the house that something had happened to Erlang and Sanniang.
Tonight, where is the second bedroom coming to force the first bedroom?
It was clearly Sanniang who was forcing him to make a decision.
Although Zhao Changyu knew that she had dug a hole, he still had to step forward.
Zhao Changyu thought about it for a long time, then made a decision and said to Uncle Cheng, "Let Zhao Ju and Ji Yuan come to see me tomorrow."
Uncle Cheng bowed and said, "Yes."
Zhao Hanzhang thought that Zhao Changyu still needed to struggle for a while. After all, her grandfather was a famous capable minister in history, a person who could be called a thousand-foot pine and a pillar of the world.
Such a person, even if he wants to be selfish, will still be entangled for a while. Between the family's big plans and the blood of a small family, most scholars in this era will choose the family, let alone a far-sighted person like Zhao Changyu?
She didn't expect that at noon the next day, when she was about to have lunch, Uncle Cheng brought someone over to pick her up, "The master cares about the girl, so he asked the slave to pick up the girl and talk to her."
Zhao Hanzhang nodded and sat on the chariot until he realized that Uncle Cheng did not call her Sanniang just now, but called her girl.
The corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up, and she didn't lower them when she entered the main courtyard.
This time, she shouted to the middle-aged man sitting in the yard without any psychological burden, "Grandpa."
Zhao Changyu nodded at her, and when she arrived, he introduced the two people beside him, "I came just in time to meet you, Grandpa Ji."
Zhao Hanzhang looked over and saw a young man in his thirties with a beardless face and a gentle face who couldn't shout.
Zhao Changyu frowned slightly when he saw her looking at the person in a daze, "Sanniang."
Zhao Hanzhang immediately leaned over and shouted: "Mr. Ji."
Ji Yuan's eyes lit up and he nodded slightly, "The girl seems to be in good spirits today."
Zhao Changyu glanced at Zhao Hanzhang in surprise, but did not correct her. Instead, he laughed along with the words: "She has been sincere since she was a child. Ziyuan also knows that Zhi'er only left two children. I can't bear Erlang's behavior."
Let her be raised as a man."
Ji Yuan was silent.
Zhao Changyu did not need him to make an immediate decision, and said to Zhao Hanzhang: "Sanniang, Mr. Ji is my grandfather's right arm. You will treat him as the same as your grandfather in the future."
When Zhao Hanzhang heard this, his face became serious. He stood up after sitting on the chariot. After barely standing, he bowed deeply to Ji Yuan and said, "Grandpa Ji."
Zhao Changyu: ...It doesn’t have to be like this.
Ji Yuan's eyes widened, and he reached out to support her excitedly, "Good boy, you hurt your leg. You don't need to be polite. Sit down quickly."
"If Grandpa Ji doesn't sit down, how dare Sanniang sit down? Please sit down quickly."
Zhao Changyu's forehead throbbed with veins, and he quickly interrupted the two of them, "This is Zhao Ju, my grandfather's right arm."
Zhao Hanzhang looked over and saw that his height was very modern. He should be 1.823 meters tall. He was very powerful. It was spring now and the temperature in Luoyang was still low. But he only wore a simple Hu suit with the fabric sticking to his body. He could see
The feeling of strength in him.
Zhao Changyu said: "He is the leader of the family."
Zhao Hanzhang's heart moved. He was both civil and military. Did Zhao Changyu want to give her all his family wealth?