"Take this and give it to Young Master Zhao when you get to the Zhao Mansion."
Shi Dinghao took the medicine bottle handed over by Shi Fuxin and looked puzzled: "Why are you giving Zhao Shenghao ointment?"
Shi Fuxin explained: "Brother and Young Master Zhao are competing. My arms can't move anymore. Young Master Zhao probably won't be much better. This is for Young Master Zhao. Now that I'm here, I naturally want to express my gratitude to the Zhao family."
Our friendship."
Shi Dinghao: "Then I can just give it to Mr. Zhao directly."
Shi Fuxin glanced sideways at her younger brother: "If I want to give it directly to Young Master Zhao, I might as well let my brother give it to me. Letting you give it to Young Master Zhao is a roundabout way, lest Young Master Zhao loses face and feels that he has been hurt by my brother.
Already."
Shi Dinghao's face suddenly revealed: "I understand, don't worry, leave this matter to me."
Shi Zheng and You Shi went to the Yamen. In order to save time, Shi Zhengmao took Shi Dingxuan and Shi Dinghao directly to the Beicheng Bingma Division to wait for him.
The carriages of the Shifu were all customized according to the earl's specifications. The people from the Beicheng Military and Horse Department were stunned when they saw Shi Zhenghe getting into the carriage.
"What's Brother Shi's background? The carriage he got on is only for an earl."
Shi Zhenghe kept a low profile in the Bingma Division, so that no one knew his identity. This time Shi Zhengmao brought his brother Shi Dingxuan to the Bingma Division, and everyone knew that he was the fourth master of the Wuchang Bofu family.
Because of this, the story of the Shi family being given the wrong child was revealed again and spread within the Bingma Division.
...
The carriage of the Prince's Mansion galloped quickly towards the Zhao Mansion.
In the carriage, Shi Zhengmao had already told Shi Zhenghe how Shi Dinghao and Young Master Zhao met, as well as the discussion between Shi Dingxuan and Young Master Zhao today.
Seeing that his brother remained as calm and calm as ever after hearing this, and his expression did not change much, Shi Zhengmao felt a little fluctuated in his heart.
He found that he really knew too little about his younger brother's family.
Yes, they came back from the border and were very different from the people in the house in many aspects, but this does not mean that they are useless.
Wulang's martial arts skills surprised him so much that he was able to tie with Mr. Zhao!
Shi Zhengmao looked at Shi Zhenghe with a smile: "Fourth brother, you taught Wu Lang that Kung Fu?"
Shi Zhenghe did not answer immediately, but looked at the eldest son.
Shi Dingxuan smiled and said: "Uncle, the foundation of my martial arts training was given to me by my father, and I was later given some advice by others."
When Shi Zhengmao saw Shi Dingxuan's vague answer, he immediately raised his eyebrows.
This answer is interesting. It has been mentioned by someone. By whom? Could it be that the fourth brother and his family had some adventures at the border?
Shi Zhengmao was quite sensible and did not continue to ask further questions. He looked at Shi Dinghao again.
This guy can help catch Jiang Yang's robbers, and his skills are not much different.
When Shi Dinghao saw Shi Zhengmao looking at him, he immediately smiled brightly back.
When Shi Zhengmao saw it, he couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Jiulang has a good temper, he is straightforward and open-minded."
Shi Dinghao chuckled: "I think I'm pretty good too, no, our whole family is pretty good."
Seeing him like this, Shi Zhengmao looked at Shi Zhenghe with a smile: "Fourth brother, your two sons are doing well."
Shi Zhenghe was also very satisfied with his two sons, but he still said modestly: "They are not good enough yet, they have to learn from Dingrong and the others."
Shi Zhengmao sighed: "Dingrong took the imperial examination route. He took the exam several times and is still just a scholar. I don't know when he will be on the exam. I regret it now. I shouldn't have let him study in the first place.
Literary."
It was not easy for Shi Zheng and his son to accept this, and the carriage was a little quiet.
"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. When we get to the Zhao Mansion later..."
In Shi Zhengmao's words, Zhao Mansion arrived.
Shi Zhengmao personally handed the invitation to the concierge of Zhao Mansion, then returned to the carriage and waited.
Shi Dinghao lifted the car curtain, looked at the Zhao mansion, and asked curiously: "Uncle, what will we do if Governor Zhao doesn't see us?"
Shi Zhengmao glanced at Shi Dingxuan and said with a smile, "I should meet him."
If it was just a matter between Jiulang and Young Master Zhao, Governor Zhao would definitely be too lazy to pay attention to it, but now that Wu Lang can actually get into a tie with Young Master Zhao, whom he is proud of, Governor Zhao, as his father, will definitely want to meet Wu Lang.
Sure enough, after waiting for less than a quarter of an hour, the concierge of the Zhao Mansion came to invite Shi Zhengmao and his entourage into the mansion.
...
The main courtyard of Zhao Mansion.
Governor Zhao was looking at the greeting card in his hand when he saw his eldest son walking in: "Is your hand okay?"
Zhao Shengming shook his head: "I was just injured by the shock. The doctor has already given me medicine. It will be fine in a few days."
Governor Zhao was not very relieved: "It won't delay the winter hunting on Laba Festival, right?"
Zhao Shengming paused for a moment, then affirmed: "Don't worry, father, it won't happen."
Governor Zhao: "This winter hunting is very important to you, it affects your future, so don't be careless." As he said that, he couldn't help but scolded, "You have to be aware of it when you are looking for someone to compare with. If you are injured at this time,
If you don't perform well on the day of winter hunting, the emperor will think that you are in vain."
Zhao Shengming listened humbly and did not argue: "My son is careless." He knew that there were crouching tigers and hidden dragons in the capital, but he really didn't expect that he would meet a master who was no weaker than him just by going out.
Seeing that his son had learned a lesson, Governor Zhao looked better and looked at the greeting card in his hand: "Iegoro's kung fu was really on par with yours at that time?"
Zhao Shengming thought for a moment before saying: "Both of us did not try our best today. It will not be easy for my son to win against him."
Governor Zhao raised his eyebrows and sneered: "No wonder you dare to hand over the invitation directly." After saying this, he handed the greeting invitation in his hand to the eldest son.
Zhao Shengming took it and took a look, feeling a little surprised by the visit to the Shi family.
Governor Zhao asked again: "Is Wulang really only sixteen years old at that time?"
Zhao Shengming nodded again: "You do look a few years younger than me."
Governor Zhao squinted his eyes: "I can tie you at the age of sixteen...it's a scary life." After saying that, he stood up and said, "Come on, come with me to meet Shi's family.
"
As soon as the father and son walked out of the room, Zhao Shenghao rushed over like a cannonball.
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Governor Zhao glared at his youngest son seriously, only to make Zhao Shenghao shrink his head.
"Dad, I was wrong." Zhao Shenghao admitted his mistake decisively.
Governor Zhao: "What's wrong?" The younger son is too out of touch. As soon as you give him a good look, he will immediately change his mind.
"I shouldn't have said Tokiro is a fake."
"It won't happen again."
Seeing that Governor Zhao did not pursue the case, Zhao Shenghao patted his chest exaggeratedly, and then followed Governor Zhao and the eldest son Zhao in a hurry: "Shi Jiulang actually dares to come to my house, I must..."
Seeing Governor Zhao turn around and glare at him, he immediately changed his mind, "I must entertain him well."
Governor Zhao snorted and said nothing. The father and son went to the living room together.
As soon as the three of them stepped into the living room, Shi Zhengmao stood up with Shi Zheng and his son.
"Your Majesty pays homage to Governor Zhao."
Governor Zhao's eyes swept over Shi Zhengmao and his group, and finally fell on Shi Dingxuan. He walked over with a smile, reached out and patted Shi Dingxuan on the shoulder, and saw that he was motionless and his expression remained unchanged.
His smile became deeper.
"You are the Wulang who competed with my Shengming, right?"
Shi Dingxuan bowed to him and said, "Junior Shi Dingxuan has met Governor Zhao."
Governor Zhao smiled and nodded, walked to the main seat and sat down, and then asked Shi Zhengmao and others to take their seats.
Shi Zhengmao didn't hesitate. The Zhao family had no friendship with the Shi family and there was nothing to talk about, so he directly explained the reason: "I came to disturb Governor Zhao at this time, mainly because I want to explain the misunderstanding between my Jiulang and Young Master Zhao.
....."
Governor Zhao listened quietly and waited for Shi Zhengmao to finish speaking before smiling and expressing his disinterest.
He had already made arrangements for his younger son to capture the gangster, but the people from Dali Temple wanted to curry favor with him, but they made a big mistake.
Governor Zhao didn't want to talk about these trivial matters, but looked at Shi Zhenghe, who had been silent all this time: "I heard from Quanzi that brother Zhenghe participated in the burning of Beiyan Granary?"
Shi Zhenghe was stunned for a moment by Governor Zhao's address: "Yes."
Shi Zhengmao, who was on the side, saw that his brother stopped talking even after replying a word. He couldn't help but feel a little anxious. He couldn't help but mention something: "The situation must be very dangerous at that time, right?"
Shi Zhenghe: "It's okay."
good???!!!
I said two words and then lost them again!
Shi Zhengmao was a little tired. Even the Zhao family and his son looked at Shi Zhenghe several times.
Very cold!
Shi Zhengmao racked his brains and asked again: "After burning the granary, how did you escape, fourth brother?"
Shi Zhenghe: "After the granary was burned, we were surrounded by the Beiyan army. We couldn't break out, and finally fell to the bloody swords of the Beiyan people."
Young Master Zhao loved hearing this kind of story and asked quickly: "How did you survive?"
Before Shi Zhenghe could speak, Shi Dinghao smiled and said: "I know this. My father was stabbed into a bloody hole. It was me and my brother, me... the two of us, who went to save me.
Dad, by the way, we also saved Mr. Cai Xiaohou by the way."
Hearing this, Shi Zhengmao, Governor Zhao, and Young Master Zhao all looked shocked.
"What? Have you ever rescued Mr. Cai Xiaohou?"
Shi Zhengmao was so surprised that he asked this directly in front of the Zhao family and his son.
Shi Dinghao nodded: "Yes, if he hadn't met us, Mr. Cai Xiaohou would definitely not have survived. Didn't you see that he was already a bloody man at that time." After saying that, he paused and said, "I don't know how well he is now.
It’s gone, but don’t leave any sequelae.”
Shi Zhengmao suppressed his shock: "Why didn't you tell your family about this?"
Shi Dinghao shrugged his shoulders and put the blame simply: "You didn't even ask."
Shi Zhengmao was very tired. If they didn't ask about such a big matter, wouldn't they take the initiative to talk about it?
Governor Zhao looked at Shi Zheng and his son, and said with a smile: "It's getting late. You will definitely not be able to make it in time for dinner when you go back. You can have dinner at my place later, and you can talk to me about the northwest."
Hearing this, Shi Zhengmao was a little surprised, but then he thought about it and understood. Because the fourth brother's family had rescued Mr. Cai Xiaohou, Governor Zhao changed his attitude.
Afterwards, Governor Zhao and Shi Zhengmao chatted about the northwest, while Shi Dinghao and Young Master Zhao stared at each other.
Thinking of the task his sister had given him, Shi Dinghao waved to Young Master Zhao, gesturing for him to come to him.
When Young Master Zhao saw Shi Dinghao taking the initiative to look for him, he was secretly happy. Just as he was about to get up, he felt that he had been too shameless in the past, so he stretched out his hand and nodded to the seat next to him, asking Shi Dinghao to come over.
Shi Dinghao rolled his eyes, stood up and walked over.
"what?"
Young Master Zhao looked at Shi Dinghao with his nostrils.
Shi Dinghao glanced at the adults and saw that they were not paying attention. He quickly pressed Mr. Zhao's raised chin and said, "Don't look at people with your nostrils. It's very embarrassing."
Young Master Zhao stared and was about to say a few harsh words when he saw Shi Dinghao quietly gesturing for him to come closer.
"If you have something to say, just say it!"
Young Master Zhao sat still and reserved.
Shi Dinghao was speechless: "Your yard is so big, take me for a walk."
Young Master Zhao was still thinking about his jade cabbage, and it was hard for him to ask for it in front of his father, so he nodded in agreement.
The two of them did not dare to disturb the adult who was talking, and walked out of the living room timidly.
...
It gets dark early in winter, and the light has dimmed by now, but Shi Dinghao is still wandering around Zhao's yard with great interest.
Young Master Zhao followed him, looking at the jade cabbage on his waist, racking his brains to think of a reason to come back.
Before he could find a good reason, he saw Shi Dinghao running towards his greenhouse with bright eyes: "Wait, don't run around."
Shi Dinghao ran into the greenhouse, looked at the flowers of different colors in the greenhouse, and exclaimed: "In the middle of winter, you still plant so many flowers at home."
Young Master Zhao looked proud: "Of course, my grandmother likes to enjoy flowers in winter."
Shi Dinghao: "I also like flower viewing, and so does my sister." As he said this, he looked at Young Master Zhao with bright eyes.
Young Master Zhao was stunned by his hungry wolf-like eyes: "You...what are you going to do?"
Shi Dinghao smiled brightly: "Zhao Shenghao, we have not known each other since we started fighting. Please give me some pots of flowers. I will take them back and let my mother and sister enjoy them too."
Young Master Zhao shook his head like a rattle: "No, these flowers are my grandmother's favorite. If I give them to you, she will scold me to death."
Shi Dinghao: "I don't want it in vain." After saying that, he gave the medicine bottle to Young Master Zhao.
Young Master Zhao looked at the medicine bottle: "What is this?"
Shi Dinghao: "This is the best wound medicine. Every time I bump into something while practicing martial arts, I always apply this on it. The effect is particularly good. You can use it to rub it on your brother's arm. I guarantee that his arm will be healed in a day or two."
It won’t hurt anymore.”
Young Master Zhao stared: "How do you know my brother's arm hurts?"
Shi Dinghao: "Because my brother's arm also hurts. If they beat him like that, can his arm not hurt?" He lowered his voice and said, "Let me tell you, this is a good thing that you can't buy outside. I don't want it to hurt either."
I only give you this ointment because I treat you as a friend. I won’t give it to anyone else who asks me for it!”
After saying that, he gave Mr. Zhao a look that said, "I've already given you good things, but you're too embarrassed not to give me flowers."
Young Master Zhao didn't believe it: "Is the effect really that good?"
Shi Dinghao: "It's not like you don't know where my home is. If the effect is not good, you won't come to me?"
Young Master Zhao nodded: "What you said makes sense. If I feel bad, I will go to you to return it."
Shi Dinghao smiled: "I'm really sincere. I don't want more of your flowers, so just give me...ten pots."
After hearing this, Young Master Zhao rolled his eyes and said, "Ten pots, why don't you just move all my greenhouses away?" He said, humming, "I'll give you one pot at most."
"No, there are six people in my family, and we need at least six pots."
"No, two pots, no more."
"Three pots, I only have one mother and two sisters, so I have to let them each have a pot."
Young Master Zhao was silent: "If you return the jade cabbage to me, I will give you three pots."
Shi Dinghao was unwilling: "Why are you like this? This is what you lost to me."
Young Master Zhao knew that he was in the wrong, so he spoke softer: "But this is my first birthday gift, and I wear it all the time. We are very affectionate. One of the jade cabbages is for my future wife, which means we are in pairs."
, harmonious and beautiful.”
Shi Dinghao was stunned, pulling at the jade cabbage on his body, a little confused: "It's just an accessory, how can you create so many bright halls?"
Thinking that his sister was wearing the other one, and thinking that Zhao Shenghao said it was for his future wife, Shi Dinghao immediately said: "I can return the jade cabbage to you, but you have to exchange it for something else."
Young Master Zhao's eyes lit up, and a winning smile appeared on his lips: "Okay, it's settled."
Shi Dinghao: "Then I'll choose flowers."
In the eyes of Young Master Zhao, Shi Dinghao chose the three pots of winter chrysanthemums that were in full bloom.
...
After dinner, as soon as Shi Zhengmao and his party left, Young Master Zhao gave the medicine bottle to Young Master Zhao with a proud look on his face.
"Is this what you got in exchange for your grandmother's three pots of the best winter chrysanthemums?"
Mr. Zhao looked at his younger brother a little tiredly.
Young Master Zhao nodded: "Brother, please put it on quickly and try it. Jiulang said that if this ointment has no effect, I can go to Shifu to get my grandmother's chrysanthemum back."
As he spoke, he smiled brightly.
"Brother, don't always look at me like a fool. Your brother, I'm smart. Shikuro still wants to plot against me, but he doesn't even look at who I am."
"Whether this ointment is effective or not is entirely up to us. Even if the ointment is good, I can also say whether it is bad or not. Don't worry, I will definitely get my grandmother's flowers back."
Mr. Zhao was a little startled, and then sighed: "It's really hard for you to have such... quick wit!"
Young Master Zhao shook his legs proudly, and he could imagine the dejected look on Shi Jiulang's face.
Mr. Zhao was too lazy to look at his younger brother who was suffering from convulsions and turned his attention to the ointment in his hand. The doctor happened to come over to change the ointment for him, so he asked the doctor to take a look.
...
After the Zhao family and his party left, Shi Zheng and his family's treatment in the uncle's mansion improved a lot.
The most obvious thing is that during class, no one looks down on the four siblings Shi Dingxuan anymore.