Northern Song Dynasty: It’s a showdown, who said I, Zhao Zhen, don’t have a son?

Chapter 57 Little sister, my brother is a good person!

In Bianjing City, there is a peaceful and peaceful scene.

People in the streets and alleys are busy preparing for the New Year that is coming soon, and everyone has a smile on their face.

The rule of Renzong can be seen from the faces of these people. At least for them, if they can survive and have enough to eat and not freeze, it is already a prosperous age.

Of course, there are also people who kneel down and beg for food in the streets and alleys. This happens in every dynasty. Even if Bianjing is the capital, it cannot avoid this situation.

These people who lost their houses and fields can only freeze to death this winter.

This is the case even in the prosperous age, it is not unusual.

The war in the north has now been temporarily calmed down. In the second half of this year, the Song Dynasty gritted its teeth and fought a war with Xixia. The result was a victory, so the border also enjoyed rare peace.

Of course, this was not a war involving all the strength of the country. It was just the release of long-standing friction between the two countries. However, this war gave the people of the Song Dynasty a certain degree of confidence.

On the streets of Chonghe Night Market, Zhao He was shopping with his hands in a good mood. The vendors who saw him would smile on their faces and call him "Little Prince".

There were many reasons behind his success in defeating Fan Lou in the officialdom this time, including the forces involved, Zhao He's own design and planning, and the almost one-sided pressure of public opinion.

No matter what, it was a victory.

In the feudal era, this was already considered a feat. With the strength of ordinary people, Fan Lou, who had an extremely powerful background, actually won...

This matter has been talked about by the people of Bianjing for a period of time.

Among literati, a poem written by Chunming Tower a few days ago spread far and wide.

There is no beauty in Qianqiu, and she is a beautiful woman.

The beauty of the country and the city amazes the people of the world.

Although this poem is not as stunning as other poems at the poetry festival, it was praised by many powerful women for its simple rhythm, unique artistic conception, and photographic memory.

It's a pity that the person who wrote this poem didn't know his true identity. Otherwise, in this era where women can be tricked into bed with poems, I'm afraid Zhao He would be betrayed by a young woman.

Zhao He himself actually didn't want to brag about the ancient poems. That day was purely an accident.

And the most important thing is that even if a person comes up with wonderful poems, someone will definitely test his talent. If his talent is mediocre and he comes up with such poems, he will be exposed.

That would be a slap in the face...

Zhao He is a science student who doesn't even understand the rhythm of oblique music. This kind of pretentious behavior really doesn't suit him.

It is better to be more stable in the future and not to be found as an opportunity.

After walking, we arrived at Fenglai Tower.

Zhao He's face was filled with emotion, and he couldn't help but think of the graceful figures and moving faces of the women in the building, as well as the turbulent mood of a certain young woman...

This is paradise!

Zhou Fei on the side glanced at Chunming Tower and then at Zhao He.

"Young Master, I have nothing to do today."

Zhao He nodded and continued: "I wonder how Chunming Tower's business is going these days. I've been busy with my own business recently and haven't paid much attention to it."

Zhou Fei said with firm eyes: "Understanding the situation of the partners we cooperate with can also best grasp the market conditions!"

Zhao He also had a firm gaze: "You have made great progress in recent days, and I mean the same thing."

The two of them walked to Chunming Tower together.

Of course, this is not to visit a brothel to see beautiful women, but to understand the market conditions!
That's it!

"Weng Weng..."

Zhao He suddenly raised his head with a strange look on his face: "Where do bees come from in the winter?"

Otherwise, why would it be buzzing?
"Huh? What bees?"

Then he discovered a girl standing on the snow not far away. She looked about eight or nine years old. She was as delicate as a porcelain doll and looked extremely cute.

The girl looked around blankly and kept shouting Weng Weng. She was obviously a little anxious and was already crying.Wengweng means daddy.

Zhao He said with anger on his face: "How could such a cute little girl be left here in the middle of winter? How did he become a father!"

Zhou Fei also scolded: "You put it at the door of the brothel. I'm really not afraid of being caught by the people inside. This father is so irresponsible!"

Zhao He immediately walked up to the girl and showed an amiable face.

"Little sister, are you lost? Big brother can help you..."

Before he could finish his words, the girl was so frightened that she cried.

Zhou Fei chuckled at the side and said: "The young man looks just like those who kidnap and traffick girls..."

Zhao He suddenly said with a dark face: "I am so amiable, how can I look like a trafficker?"

But the girl was indeed frightened, and Zhao He actually didn't find it strange.

After all, before leaving the palace, women in ancient times almost never left the house or took a step forward. Even normal people who stay at home for a long time will have some fear of the outside time, not to mention that they have been like this since childhood.

It is natural to be scared when meeting strangers.

Zhao He sighed: "Little sister, don't be afraid. My brother is a good person. Have you lost your way with your family?"

Generally speaking, never say that you are a good person, because that is what bad people say.

The girl seemed to really feel that Zhao He meant no harm, and then timidly raised her head: "I... I Weng Weng said she wanted me to wait for her here, but I waited for a long time and didn't see Weng Weng..."

When he saw the girl's delicate and lovely face, Zhao He's girlish heart suddenly melted.

Too beautiful!

I really want to take it home and raise it, what should I do?
Zhou Fei patted Zhao He on the shoulder and said helplessly: "Xiao Langjun, don't look so wretched. Even if I look at your expression, I won't think you are a good person."

Zhao He coughed quickly and then asked: "What is your name, Weng Weng? Let me find it for you."

Judging from the demeanor and the clothes on this girl, she is not an ordinary child. Naturally, she cannot afford to raise her and throw it away. She must have forgotten about her father.

"Father Su Mingyun, we have only come to the capital these two days."

Su Mingyun...Su Xun? ? ?
Zhao He was stunned for a moment and looked at the girl in astonishment.

"Your father is Su Xun. Do you have two younger brothers named Su Shi and Su Che?"

Su Xiaomei looked at Zhao He with a look of disbelief: "Why do you know the names of my family members..."

"Your name is Su Baniang, are you their sister?"

Su Xiaomei's eyes immediately filled with mist, as if she thought Zhao He, who knew all about her family, was a bad guy!

Zhao He quickly explained: "I know your family, so I naturally know this. Don't worry, I will definitely help you find your father."

After Su Xiaomei heard this, she let go of her vigilance, but she was still wary of Zhao He and the two of them.

She saluted to Zhao He Fu in a decent manner: "Then thank you sir, and I will let Weng Weng repay you."

At this time, Zhao He was overflowing with fatherly love again. He really wanted to say, don't let your father repay you, just give me a pat on the head.

I really want to have such a daughter!

Zhao He controlled the rising corners of his mouth, and then handed over the hand warmer bag in his hand.

Su Xiaomei glanced at it and seemed to want it, but it was difficult to take it.

Seeing this, Zhao He directly put it into her hand and said, "You're so cold that your father might be telling you how to write a poem to criticize me. Take it!"

Seeing that Zhao He was so forceful in offering the benefits to her, Su Xiaomei couldn't refuse.

The world outside seems to be different from what Weng Weng said.

This person who looks a bit wretched is a good person...

(End of this chapter)