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Chapter 388 0384 [The son of the mouse can dig holes]

By the time we got all the way back to the small courtyard, the sky had turned dark.

As soon as Zhao Huan entered the door, he was so tired that he collapsed on the ground, breathing heavily like a fish that landed on the beach.

Zhu Lian closed the courtyard door and took out a handkerchief to wipe Zhao Huan's sweat.

After a while, Zhao Huan calmed down and ordered: "Queen, just boil the rice."

"it is good."

Zhu Lian responded.

Zhu Lian was in trouble after carrying a bag of corn into the kitchen.

Her father was the military commander of the Wukang Army, and her aunt was the biological mother of Emperor Zhezong. She had been well-dressed and well-fed since she was a child, but how could she cook?

Moreover, Zhao Huan only bought grain, but forgot to buy firewood and coal.

Zhao Huan waited and waited until it was completely dark and there was no food. In confusion, he couldn't help but walk towards the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Zhu Lian's slender little hand held an ax and kept gesturing towards a chair.

Seeing this, Zhao Huan frowned and said, "Why don't you cook?"

Zhu Lian smiled bitterly and said, "Your Majesty, I have no firewood or coal, so I can't cook."

"This... is my negligence."

Zhao Huan looked embarrassed.

It's dark now, Tokyo City has entered a curfew, and people are not allowed to go out without any reason.

Seeing her holding an ax in her hand, Zhao Huan asked in confusion: "What is the queen doing?"

Zhu Lian explained: "I want to break down some tables and chairs to use as firewood."

"I come."

Zhao Heng took the ax and started chopping the chair.

Within two blows, he had no strength and was panting.

The couple took turns and took a lot of effort to dismantle a chair.

However, making a fire became a problem again.

I kept struggling until midnight (eight o'clock) before finally cooking.

It is said to be rice, but in fact it is just a pot of corn porridge.

Because there was not enough water and the heat was not known, the corn porridge was boiled into dry rice. There was a large piece of paste on the bottom of the pot, exuding a burnt smell.

Zhao Huan and Zhu Lian felt very satisfied. After all, it was their first time to cook, and they felt a sense of accomplishment.

"Chen'er, Roujia, dinner is ready."

Zhu Lian came to the living room with rice.

Ten-year-old Zhao Chen sniffed his nose and frowned: "Father, can this be eaten?"

Zhao Huan replied: "Your father and mother made it with their own hands, so of course you can eat it."

Hearing this, Zhao Chen tried to take a bite.

"Pooh!"

As soon as the rice was in his mouth, Zhao Chen spit it out and shouted: "I want to eat plum blossom buns and Zhizi barbecue, not pig food!"

"Chen'er, keep your voice down."

Zhu Lian glanced in the direction of the courtyard gate, looking nervous.

Zhao Chen lost his temper and shouted at the top of his lungs: "I don't want to, why did I leave the palace alone and come here to suffer. I want to go back to the palace, and I want to eat Zhizi barbecue!"

Snapped!

A loud slap sounded.

A slap mark suddenly appeared on Zhao Chen's fair face.

Zhao Heng had a sullen face and scolded in a low voice: "If you dare to act like this again, I'll break your legs!"

"Your Majesty, please calm down. Chen'er is still young, so a small punishment will suffice."

Zhu Lian quickly hugged Zhao Chen in his arms, his face full of distress.

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Huan said in a deep voice: "From today on, don't call me Your Majesty again. You are not a queen, you know?"

"I... I understand."

Zhu Lian nodded in response.

After all, he was his own son. Zhao Huan reached out and wiped Zhao Chen's tears, and said warmly: "It's wrong for a father to get drunk, but you have to know that the situation is critical now. If you are not careful, you will die."

Zhao Chen admitted his mistake and said: "Father, the child is wrong."

"Remember, never call me father again in the future, you have to call me daddy."

Zhao Huan warned with a serious expression, and then said warmly: "Just bear with it for the next two days. Once you escape Tokyo City, life will be easier. By then, whatever Chen'er wants to eat, my father will buy it for you. "

"My child remembers."

Zhao Chen was a child after all, and when he heard these words, he burst into tears and laughed.

Zhu Lian couldn't help but ask: "Your Majesty...husband, are we going south to join the Supreme Emperor?"

"Don't go!"

Zhao Huan shook his head.

"Why?"

Zhu Lian was stunned for a moment, his face full of confusion.

Even though Han Zhen captured the north and the capital, the south had not yet fallen, and the Supreme Emperor was also there. After going to the south, my husband was still the emperor.

"It's precisely because the Supreme Emperor is there that I can't go. If I go, I will just be a puppet at the mercy of others. In times of crisis, I will be pushed to the front and take the blame again."

Zhao Huan snorted coldly, he finally understood his father.

He is a heartless, selfish person.

Besides, King Yun Zhao Kai is also in the south. His third brother wants to be the emperor crazy. If he goes south, the other party may do something stupid.

He likes peace and quiet. After this experience, he just wanted to find a place to live in seclusion.

Zhu Lian said worriedly: "If we don't go to the south, then where else can we go?"

"Shandong!"

Zhao Huan said firmly.

"what?"

Zhu Lian exclaimed, then quickly covered his mouth and lowered his voice: "Shandong is the place where Han Zhen started. Isn't he just throwing himself into a trap!"

"You know so much!"

Zhao Huan reprimanded, then said with a proud look: "It is precisely because Shandong is Han Zhen's hometown that he has to do the opposite. This is called darkness under the lamp. Besides, few people in Shandong recognize us. Looking for a county seat, Buy a house and live our happy days."

Zhu Lian was still worried: "But... Kenu always feels uneasy."

Zhao Huan explained in a warm voice: "You can't go to the south. My father is there. If Han Zhen attacks the south, he will probably repeat the old thing again and push us to die. He will run away by himself. He can't go to the north either, because the Jin people They will go south at any time, and there will be constant military disasters. The northwest is a bitter and cold place, and it is even more difficult to go there. You are weak, and you may not be able to survive a few years if you go to the northwest."

"After thinking about it, the only one is Shandong. Han Zhen is very capable and manages Shandong well, and the climate is also suitable." He has read more than one Qingzhou Daily, and he has some understanding of Shandong.

Although the imperial court deliberately demonized Shandong, if it was really a hell on earth, why did countless businessmen go to Shandong to do business and countless refugees went to Shandong to seek a living?

Although the gold and silver he brought with him was not much, it was enough for his family to live a prosperous life.

Zhao Huan has even thought about opening a bookshop, where he can read and raise fish in his spare time, not to mention how comfortable it would be.

"Okay."

After hearing Zhao Huan's explanation, Zhu Lian felt a little relieved.

The family of four was so hungry that they almost devoured the pot of burnt corn.

Zhao Huan and Zhu Lian were exhausted. They usually wanted to take a bath three times a day, but today they didn't even bother to wash their faces, so they went into the house to rest.

The next day.

At dawn, Zhao Huan's family got up.

Leaving Zhu Lian to cook at home, Zhao Huan put a piece of silver in his arms and went out to visit some places.

Wandering to Wenger City, he found that some vendors had set up their stalls.

Overjoyed, I immediately sat down at the stall and ordered a bowl of soup cakes.

Zhao Huan almost shed tears after eating a bowl of soup cakes. After eating, he said: "Shopkeeper, please give me thirty more cakes."

With cooking cakes, who would eat the corn porridge?

The hawker said with a smile: "Please wait a moment, sir, my basket of cakes has not been steamed yet."

"Ah."

Zhao Huan nodded and sat on the stall.

After looking around, he pretended to be casual and asked: "Shopkeeper, might you be out of town now?"

The hawker replied: "Yes, it is possible, but it requires a certificate issued by Kaifeng Prefecture."

The reason?

Zhao Huan's heart suddenly thumped.

Oops, I forgot about this!

Without a reason, even if he escaped from Tokyo City, he would not be able to go to Shandong or enter the counties.

Zhao Heng pretended to say: "There are so many people in the capital, how can the government office be busy?"

The hawker said in a leisurely manner: "Of course we are too busy. It is said that all the students from the Imperial Academy have been invited to help."

While Zhao Huan was in a state of panic, he pretended to be calm and continued to ask: "Do you need a reason to visit relatives outside the city?"

"As long as you don't leave Kaifeng Mansion, you don't need a reason."

The vendor waved his hand and explained.

The diners at another table said, "Did you know that the official escaped?"

Hearing this, Zhao Huan was shocked.

The hawker suddenly became interested and asked hurriedly: "Escaped?"

The diner replied: "Yes, it is said that there is a secret passage in the palace. When Grandpa Erlang entered the outer city, the officials escaped from the city along the secret passage."

The vendor joked: "Dragon begets dragon, phoenix begets phoenix, and the mouse's son can make holes."

"Hahaha!"

This witty remark immediately caused all the diners to laugh.

Zhao Huan was shocked and frightened when he heard this. After the cakes were steamed, he paid the money and left in a hurry.

Back in the courtyard, Zhu Lian was having breakfast with his two children.

Zhu Lian greeted: "Husband, come and have some."

"I've eaten and brought you cooking cakes."

Zhao Huan said, placing the cloth bag holding the cooking cakes on the table.

When they heard that there were cooking cakes to eat, the two children immediately put down their chopsticks, unwrapped the cloth, picked up one and bit it.

Seeing his frown, Zhu Lian asked with concern: "Husband, what's wrong?"

Zhao Huan told what happened.

Zhu Lian immediately panicked: "Then... what should we do? Or we should go to the south."

"I'm not going, I want you to go."

Zhao Huan had a straight face.

After a moment of silence, Zhao Huan said: "No matter what, we must escape from Tokyo City first. The secret passage in the palace has been exposed. Once Han Zhen discovers the secret passage, he will definitely follow the secret passage to find us."

"Husband, slaves will obey you."

Zhu Lian was a woman after all, and she had no idea at all at this moment.

"Leave now!"

Zhao Huan agreed.

He was not stupid after all. He hid the gold and silver separately in four people's bodies. After taking the remaining cooking cakes with him, the family of four left Ji'er Lane and went straight to Chenqiao Gate.

From a distance, we could see heavy soldiers guarding the city gate, and long queues of people entering and exiting the city gate.

A flash of panic flashed in Zhu Lian's eyes, and Zhao Huan was no better, his calves began to tremble.

After waiting in line for half an hour, it was finally their turn.

A Qingzhou soldier stopped them, looked Zhao Huan's family up and down, and asked, "Where are you going?"

Zhao Huanzhan replied tremblingly: "Go back to Master Jun, we will go back to Xiangfu to visit relatives."

The soldier pointed to the package behind him: "Open the bag on your back."

Zhao Huan swallowed, took off the baggage and opened it.

Seeing that it was full of cooking cakes, the soldier waved his hand: "Let's go!"

"what?"

Zhao Huan was stunned.

Qingzhou Army said impatiently: "Ah, what, hurry up and don't block the people behind."

"Thank you, Master."

Zhao Huan felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart. After tying up his bundle again, he quickly walked out of the city gate.

They kept walking all the way out of the city gate, fearing that they would be pursued.

After walking for nearly a mile, they stopped to rest.

Looking behind him in the direction of the capital, Zhao Huan was a little disbelieving that he could leave the city so easily.

In fact, Han Zhen didn't bother to pay attention to him at all.

Otherwise, how could he escape.

(End of this chapter)