Chapter 155 The father and son who were born as spare tires
It is truly a blessing to be said that two generations of Zhao Zongji, his father and son, experienced the same unbearable pain in life.
The story of Zhao Zongshi has been told before. He was once taken into the palace as a spare tire to be fed, but then the prince was born and he was sent back... Not only was he happy, but his little heart was also greatly hurt.
And his father, Zhao Yunrang, was even worse. No matter how Zhao Zongshi was swayed, after all, he was young and could not remember clearly. Zhao Yunrang was already at the age of dreaming at that time. At that time, Zhou Zongshi, the eldest son of the late emperor,
After the death of the king, Emperor Zhenzong welcomed him with the courtesy of a green chariot... and brought him to the palace to raise him until he was ten years old. If nothing else happens, he would enjoy the great power of the Song Dynasty.
However, it should not have happened, Liu E actually let a court lady give birth to the current official Zhao Zhen for Zhenzong.
If people have original products, they naturally don’t need him as an OEM. After Zhao Zhen turned one year old, Zhao Yunrang was sent out of the palace as a gift. Huang Liang’s dream turned around and turned into nothing. Naturally, he grew up hating the water and the east...
In the years that followed, although Emperor Zhenzong tried his best to compensate him, what else in the world could make up for the pain of losing the throne? Zhao Yunrang frantically gave birth to twenty-eight sons and twenty-four daughters... This was still enough to support him.
Of them, including those who died in infancy, they can already form a group of 100 people. Isn't it just to take revenge on Zhenzong and the current officials?
Look, it’s harder for you to have a son than to reach heaven, but I can’t even recognize my own son! Envy me, be jealous, you old loser!
Who would have known that thirty years later, his son Zhao Zongshi would once again become a glorious spare tire, and was also kicked out of the palace. In the following ten years, Zhao Yun and his son had been living in a life of eager expectation and peace.
In great loss.
The birth of every prince is their end, and the death of every prince is their rebirth. You can imagine how ecstatic the father and son would be when the official Zhao Zhen was critically ill during the Chinese New Year this year - if Zhao Zhen had
If they can't afford it, the throne will finally fall to their family!
Although Zhao Zhen recovered later, Zhao Yun and his son were still full of confidence. Isn't this obvious? In everyone's eyes, the emperor who was over fifty, had no children, and had been seriously ill had no choice but to establish a clan as his heir apparent.
.The clan member is the true clan...
However, Zhao Zhen, an official who had always been good-hearted, chose to persevere. In this way, he warned the ministers and Zhao Yunrang and his son, which naturally made Zhao Zongshi very frustrated.
However, his father Zhao Yunrang, a prince who had focused on the throne all his life, comforted his son: "In the Song Dynasty, no one could do as he pleased, not even if he was the emperor. If Zhao Zhen persists in not establishing a heir, it will be a disaster.
Regardless of the ancestors of the country, he will undoubtedly seclude himself from the officials. Gradually, everyone will stand against him, and when the time comes, he will have no choice but to succumb." An ugly smile appeared on his face that was as dry as old tree bark.
Said: "You don't have to worry, he will give you small shoes to wear. No, as long as you are appointed as the crown prince, he will do his best to flatter you. This is the sorrow of the old Juehu!"
"My son just needs to wait and see what happens, and see how Zhao Zhen is driven to a dead end step by step." The old prince laughed until he coughed, as if there was nothing more enjoyable in the world: "Don't worry, again and again
No matter what, this throne must be ours."
Although Zhao Zongshi has a stoic temperament, he is only a young man in his early twenties after all. He couldn't help but said: "Father, don't be too careless. I think Zong Ji's side is very strong. The elders and younger ones are in order. After all, he is still weak. Neither is the late emperor."
The eldest son, is he now the emperor?"
"The situation is different." Seeing that he was worried, Zhao Yunrang secretly thought about it and decided to talk to him. Then he lowered his voice and said, "My father has been planning for you for many years..."
Zhao Zongshi opened his mouth slightly and said, "Why have you never heard of it?"
"Wouldn't it bring trouble if people knew about this kind of thing?" Zhao Zongyi continued: "No outsiders were involved, it was all done by my father and me." He said with a mysterious smile: "Several husbands.
I and other important ministers have all made a sī promise that as long as the clan becomes the official heir apparent, it will be you."
After hearing what his father and brother said, Zhao Zongshi finally made up his mind and asked in a low voice: "That Chen Sanlang, since you can't beat him, why not pull him." It was a pleasure to make Zhao Zongji lose his right and left arm.
"Okay," Zhao Yunrang said calmly: "You don't have to come forward, let your third brother go."
The advantage of having many brothers is that he doesn't have to step in to do anything. Zhao Zongshi only needs to concentrate on playing the role of a loyal, filial and virtuous king.
As the rain continued, the waterlogging disaster in Kaifeng Prefecture became really serious. The low-lying residences in the south of the city were already knee-deep in water. The people could no longer live at home and could only carry the elderly and the young to higher ground in the north.
The Chen family's house, located in the south of the city, was the area hardest hit by the disaster, and it was also the first batch of residents who had to move out. Fortunately, the Cao family had already found a place to live... Her brother Cao Guoshu lived in a house in Yishan
Bieyuan. Yishan is one of the few peaks in Kaifeng City. Even if the emperor's palace was flooded, it would not be flooded here.
Chen Ke's attempt to get a young man completely clarified the relationship between the Cao family and the Chen family. The wedding date for her and Chen Xiliang was soon set by the official family and the Empress Dowager Cao on the twenty-seventh of next month. Now she is far away from her residence.
When the time came, she no longer kept secrets, and would come over every day to check whether the food and clothing of the father and son were in good condition, as if she was the mistress of the house.
On this day, when Mr. Cao was about to leave, Chen Ke followed him out and asked with a smile: "Auntie, are you still living in the Liu family now?"
"At this time," Ms. Cao opened the green gauze curtain of the oil-walled truck and said in embarrassment, "How can I still rely on the Liu family?"
"Then can you still go?"
"It's a joke, of course?" Cao asked curiously, "What's the matter?"
"Can you take me there?" Chen Ke said with a smile.
"What are you doing?"
"I want to pay a visit to Mr. Liu and tell him clearly about the marriage." Chen Ke scratched his head and said, "It's not a problem to keep putting it off."
"You should have made it clear a long time ago." Ms. Cao rolled her eyes at him and said, "When do you want to go?"
"Now." Chen Ke said: "Do we still need to look at the almanac?"
"No need." Ms. Cao said with a wry smile, "But let's wait for your father to come with us."
"No need," Chen Ke shook his head and said, "If he is present, some things will be harder to say, so you should take me there."
Ms. Cao thought about it, why should Chen Xiliang be reprimanded by her husband again?
Cao's grandfather was Cao Bin, the founding general of the People's Republic of China. The general's daughter acted vigorously and resolutely. After burning incense, she had brought Chen Ke to the Liu family.
Although she was already the former daughter-in-law of the Liu family, given Cao's identity, it was obvious that no one was talking about it. However, seeing that it was the former daughter-in-law, they hurriedly opened the door.
In the residence of a noble official, the entrance to the sedan hall is the sedan hall, the exit of the sedan hall is the screen wall, and the living room is the living room. This is generally the case. The Liu family is no exception, but they have a special ingenuity. Chen Ke followed Cao out of the sedan hall and faced him.
It is a huge flower garden. Even though it has been raining for months, no flowers are blooming. Just looking at the rockery, green rocks, and the mist of pines and bamboos is already refreshing.
The two of them walked directly into the living room from the corridor in the garden. They saw a couplet hanging at the door of the living room, which said: "The mountains near are covered with black flowers, and the smoke of the rich and noble houses is spread across the water." Although the tone is loud, it is also true.
Deserved.
When the bride came out, Mrs. Cao asked Chen Ke to sit down for a moment. She went in first and reported to the old man.
Sitting in the hall, his ears were full of the sounds of nature and his eyes were full of splendor. Chen Ke sighed in his heart: "I usually hear people say that it takes three generations to produce a nobleman. This statement is indeed true... The Liu family has been prosperous for thousands of years, and has already turned wealth into a noble family."
, soaked to the bone.'
At first, he was still in a leisurely mood to admire the taste of the Liu family, but soon he turned impatient... because he waited for half an hour, but did not see the old lady Liu, and even the Cao family did not come out. Chen Ke called two
Only then did he realize that even his wife was missing... This was obviously to show off to him.
But Chen Ke calmed down quickly. He had been left alone for four months, and now he deserved to be retaliated against. He calmed down, sat there with his eyes closed and meditated... and fell asleep after a while.
, and snored a little.
But the ladies who were secretly spying on him were so angry that they came out to wake him up and said, "Where did you come from, a villager, sleeping in my house!"
"Stop acting." Chen Ke opened one eye and said with a smile, "Where have your masters gone?"
"My old lady is not at home at the moment. The house is full of wives and it is not convenient to see guests." The ladies said with frosty faces.
"What about Mrs. Cao?"
"I'm talking to my old lady, please wait in front."
"Then call Liu Yue'e out, I have something to ask her about," Chen Ke said. He didn't expect the ladies to agree, but who knew they actually agreed.
The ladies sneered secretly in their hearts, look at my girl, if I don’t beat you till you are so beaten that your mother won’t even recognize you.
Then someone trotted to Liu Yue'e's embroidery room in the back house, panting: "Girl, that ungrateful bitch is here."
Liu Yue'e was even thinner than she was a few days ago, her face was pale, and she looked a little dazed. When she heard this, she said blankly: "What a bitch?"
"It's that Chen San!"
"He's here?" Liu Yue'e said in a panic: "What are you here for?"
"Who knows, it was Mrs. Cao who brought him here," shìnv chirped, "but Mrs. Cao was detained by the old man and his wife, so they left him alone there for almost an hour."
"Alas, grandpa is really fooling around..." Liu Yue'e sighed, stood up and said, "I'll go take a look." -
