"Zhaozhao, don't blame your mother for talking too much. She doesn't mean any harm...there's just something I really can't figure out, so I want to ask you." Ms. Cui said first.
Seeing that she was careful with her words, for fear that she would be angry, Xu Mingyi sighed in his heart - Look, it scared her mother so much. Was she always so indifferent in the past?
"Mom, you want to ask me, why do you seem to have suddenly changed your temperament and become so close to you and Mingshi?"
Hearing her take the initiative to mention it, Ms. Cui still nodded uneasily.
To be honest, she didn't plan to ask. She was afraid that it would be better not to ask. If she asked, she would look like that ignorant old woman, which would annoy her children, and the relationship between mother and daughter would return to the stiffness it once had.
Hey, being a parent is such a humble existence sometimes.
At first, she secretly speculated whether Zhao Zhao had come up with some new way to get angry with Ming Shi, and deliberately competed with Ming Shi for favor... It was a healthy competition, and as an elder, she was naturally happy to see it happen.
But then I thought about it, what if the fight stopped? - God, she may not be able to withstand such a tossing blow by then!
In addition, there were many other speculations in her mind, so much so that she was thinking about it in her dreams——
I think Mrs. Cui also has a happy temper, how can she endure such torture of worrying about gains and losses?
So, I decided to find out.
"I'm afraid my mother won't believe it."
Xu Mingyi said seriously: "That day, I just woke up from a very long nightmare. Many terrible things happened in the dream, and they were so real that after I woke up, I couldn't tell what they were.
It was not a dream. It seemed like many years had passed in the dream, and I gradually understood many truths, and also saw clearly how ignorant I had been in the past."
Speaking of which, it was indeed the "can't tell the difference between true and false" energy at the beginning that prevented her from thinking too much, so she could rush into her mother's arms without any scruples.
Looking back, she realized something was wrong, and when she thought about her silly sudden behavior, she still felt embarrassed privately.
But she is still very grateful to her unexpected self.
Now that I'm so embarrassed, it won't be difficult to go down again.
Mrs. Cui was stunned for a while, then nodded lightly and said: "I believe..."
When she met the girl's clear eyes, her heart settled, but her eyes were red.
She still looked at Xu Mingyi with a smile and said softly: "Zhaozhao... In fact, I am very similar to you. I lost my biological mother when I was young, and my father remarried. I have a much worse temper than you, so my life is just fine.
Not very happy."
Her stepmother was the most gentle and innocent in the eyes of outsiders, and she suffered countless losses and punishments for this.
"When I married into the Zhenguo Duke's mansion, the first time I saw you, you were only seven or eight years old. You were so small. Even when you frowned, puffed up your face, or got angry, you were so cute. At that time, I thought, I will definitely
You can't let such a child take the same path as me." Ms. Cui said, sighing with a complicated smile, "But I failed in the end, and I don't know how to get along with you at all."
"Mother is fine."
Xu Mingyi praised simply: "He has a good temperament, good looks, and he is also good at playing horse crane."
Ms. Cui couldn't help but laugh.
"My Zhaozhao is also very good, everything is good." She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief and said with a smile: "Now that we have talked about it, we won't mention the old things, whether they are right or wrong. From now on, our family will
Live your life well."
Xu Mingyi smiled and nodded.
"correct……"
Ms. Cui drank half a cup of tea in a good mood, and suddenly thought: "There is one more thing - do you want to take a look at the young man in the front yard?"
Xu Mingyi was stunned.
"Now that I have been cured of my poison, why should I go and see what he does?"
Logically speaking, the idea of having a wedding at home should be given up.
"Your father and I thought the same way...but your grandfather just wanted to take another look and said that the young man was a rare one."
She didn't understand what the old man was thinking. Why should she be happy that Zhaozhao was expected to recover? As for whether it was rare or not, would her Zhaozhao family still lack a rare husband in the future?
"Why don't you go take a look, what if you like it?" Ms. Cui advised, thinking that the young man looked good, and Zhao Zhao wouldn't be at a disadvantage if he took a look at it.
Xu Mingyi was helpless.
The fatal relationship between her and the other party is not 'what if you find it pleasing', but 'what if it kills you again'...
But why is grandfather so insistent?
There is definitely something wrong with this.
…
Towards evening, the Duke of Zhenguo just left the palace and returned home.
After changing his official robe, he first went to the outer study room and had a routine discussion with Mr. Sun and Mr. Liu, the two staff members - we won the battle, and today we have to meet the saints to discuss merits, rewards, pensions and resettlement of soldiers who died in battle, etc., all of which need to be done one by one. It's very tedious to sort it out carefully and then present it.
But there is no need for him to put too much effort into raising staff, just to save himself the headache of these things.
After listening to the two gentlemen talking like this for half an hour, Duke Zhenguo leaned back in his chair, ate a bowl of tea, and talked about something he heard in the palace today.
"I heard today that Wang Shisun of Dingnan encountered bandits on his way to Beijing. His whereabouts are still unknown. He is probably in danger."
Although he didn't get along with that old guy, King Dingnan, but if you put yourself in his shoes, it would undoubtedly be extremely uncomfortable to lose your beloved grandson at this young age.
"I heard it occasionally yesterday, but I thought it was a rumor, but I didn't expect it to be true..." A staff member said: "The grandson of Prince Dingnan came to Beijing this time to celebrate the queen's birthday, but now something like this happened... …”
"The grandson of Dingnan Wang is of high status. Logically speaking, he must be accompanied by his servants and guards. How can he not be able to deal with a group of bandits? Are these bandits really outnumbered, or..." Another staff member did not go any further. Next, there were many guesses in his eyes.
There are many people who have reason to attack the descendants of Prince Dingnan, and they secretly respond.
The Duke of Zhen Guo said noncommittally: "According to the investigation, a group of people were drugged in an inn first, and then when they encountered bandits after setting off, they were unable to fight back. In remote and dangerous places, black shops colluded with bandits to harm passers-by. There’s nothing strange about it.”
"Ding!"
Suddenly there was the sound of copper coins hitting a tea bowl.
Duke Zhen Guo looked at the man wearing Taoist robes and gray beard sitting aside and asked casually: "Mr. Yao is doing divination?"
Yao Jing took back the copper coins, his eyebrows pounding.
"The poor Taoist had just heard the general's words. His hands itched for a moment, so he made a hexagram for the grandson of King Dingnan. The hexagram was vaguely displayed, and he seemed to be out of danger——"
"Oh?" Duke Zhen Guo was surprised for a moment, and then said: "This is a good thing!"
"Well... I heard that the young man the general saved on the road woke up yesterday. I wonder if the general asked him where he came from?"
"I asked a general question yesterday, but before I had time to ask in detail -" Zhen Guo Gong answered, his face gradually changed: "Mr. Yao, what does this mean?"
