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Chapter 436: Daddy said, I will treat them as farts

A Bao was lying in a chubby pile on the small table writing his name. The word "Bao" had especially many strokes. A Bao hummed and wrote for a long time.

When Jing Zhaoyin suppressed her laughter, Abao's little ears moved very sensitively. After she finished writing, she raised her round face and asked Jing Zhaoyin seriously: "Sir , you...were you secretly laughing at my writing just now?"

Jing Zhaoyin was very sensitive to the sight of Zhao Heng looking over. A chill ran down his back, and he quickly shook his head and said, "No, no, how could it be?"

"Even if he really laughed, what should you do?" Zhao Heng glanced at Jing Zhaoyin, and then looked at Abao again.

Abao thought for a while and said seriously: "Even...even if you really laugh at me, I...I shouldn't think too much about it. Daddy said, what other people think has nothing to do with me. .”

Zhao Heng hummed.

Abao handed the written letter to Jing Zhaoyin, then pulled Zhao Xuan and ran towards Zhao Heng.

"If nothing happens, we'll leave first. If anything happens to the Su family, please let us know." Zhao Heng said to Jing Zhaoyin and took the two children out.

Abao was still a little curious about the very spacious and majestic Jingzhao Mansion. She held Zhao Heng in one hand and looked around curiously.

At the entrance of Jingzhao Mansion,
Wang Chunniang stood outside alone with a box of food, but what was different from usual was that she still held a long sword in her right hand.

Her brows were frowned slightly, and it wasn't until she saw the big two and the little one coming out that she relaxed and smiled.

"Mother!" As soon as he saw Wang Chunniang, Abao immediately let go of Zhao Heng's hand and jumped towards Wang Chunniang.

"Mom brought you some delicious food." Wang Chunniang touched A Bao's little head, and then looked at Zhao Heng and his son. The father and son shook their heads in unison, indicating that it was okay.

The family then got on the carriage home.

On the carriage, Abao sat with his legs spread apart, holding out his arms and munching delicious snacks, but his eyes were always looking at Wang Chunniang's beautiful sword.

"Let your father make you a small wooden sword another day." A Bao has been learning the sword from Lao Zhenguo Gong. Although he has no talent in swordsmanship, it doesn't prevent him from getting in touch with it again.

Upon hearing what Wang Chunniang said, Zhao Heng immediately waved his hand: "I refuse."

Abao frowned and asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Why did you refuse?"

"What do you think? The wooden sword I made for you last time, you skewered sweet potatoes and roasted them on the fire." Zhao Heng snorted coldly.

Abao shrank his neck, and his chubby little body also shrank behind Wang Chunniang.

"Do you want that Su Xiaohe to be sent out of the academy?" When Wang Chunniang said this, she looked at Zhao Xuan.

Speaking of which, the trigger for today's incident was indeed Su Xiaohe.

That child doesn't seem to be a pure person.

Zhao Xuan looked at Ah Bao, and just as he was about to nod, Zhao Heng said, "Keep it, Ah Bao has to walk over by himself."

"What are you doing?" Abao poked his head out from behind Wang Chunniang.

"In the future, if that Su Xiaohe yells at you in the academy again, you will beat him." Zhao Heng said, "Until his words no longer attract any attention from you."

Abao thought for a while and said nothing.

"But daddy, don't you want me... to make me not care about what they say? Treat them as farts." Abao touched his little head in confusion.

Zhao Heng thought for a while and said: "You can't completely do it now, so you can only find another way to solve your shadow."

Abao nodded in understanding. Anyway...if there was a fight, Kangkang and Dabao would help. "Mother, where is Aunt Su going to sell hoof flowers? The hoof flowers of Su Dasu's family are delicious." Abao collapsed in Wang Chunniang's arms and asked Wang Chunniang with a bang.

Wang Chunniang thought for a while and said: "Aunt Su's recipe hasn't been returned yet. It needs to be improved after it comes back. If you like it, let her set up a stall at the entrance of Xinghua Street. However, you can't use hoof flowers." Eat more."

After all, Abao was just a child with limited energy. Before he got home, he had already fallen asleep in Wang Chunniang's arms.

Seeing that A Bao was sleeping soundly, Wang Chunniang said to Zhao Heng: "Go to the government office when you have time. The Hoof Flower Shop will also be recorded in A Bao's name. The income from the Hoof Flower Shop and Su Zhai will be removed. A Bao kept some, and the rest, together with the portion of the restaurant, was used to supplement the forest ranger over at Fengshan."

After all, there are still many grizzly bears in Fengshan. If you want to protect them well, you have to spend money.

"Is there any news about the two grizzly bears caught by the man in the palace?" When mentioning grizzly bears, Wang Chunniang thought of this matter again.

Zhao Heng nodded: "It's delicious and delicious, but that fool obviously hasn't decided whether to give the grizzly bear to a foreigner."

……

Su Fu,

After Mr. Su was taken away, Mr. Su was very worried. He wanted to enter the palace with a shy face, but the emperor didn't see him. He had no choice but to stay anxious at home.

"Dad, in my opinion, what Zhao Heng and his wife care about most are their children. Why don't we just make a fuss about their two children? Rumors are the most harmful..."

Mrs. Su looked at Mr. Su's anxious appearance and stepped forward to salute Mr. Su.

"Even if we write a piece of "Fighting Zhao Ji" tonight that everyone in the capital will remember, my son can't be saved!" Mr. Su slammed the table in anger.

"For the sake of the Su family's reputation, unless there is a perfect plan, dad will have no choice but to give up on his husband." Mrs. Su said expressionlessly.

When Mrs. Su said these words, goosebumps appeared on Mr. Su's back.

He had just shouted: "Be presumptuous!" Mrs. Su had already laughed: "Dad, I am not presumptuous. You said the same thing when you persuaded me to strangle those two daughters to death."

"Whether dad wants the good reputation of the Su family or a tainted son, it's up to you." Mrs. Su laughed again, and then left with her feet.

Mr. Su sat in his chair and thought for a long time. After a long, long time, he finally raised his head and called Butler Su outside: "Bring me a pen and ink."

Mr. Su is a well-known literati, and he is really good at writing. His "Fighting Zhao Ji" starts from the slave origins of Zhao Heng and Wang Chunniang and also writes about Zhao Xuan kneeling at the gate of the palace to plead for Zhao Heng and his wife, as well as Abao's adopted daughter. identity.

Everything is detailed and every word is dirty.

At dawn, Butler Su was called in. Mr. Su tiredly handed the piece of paper in his hand to Butler Su and said, "Put it up where there are the most people."

Butler Su stood there and said nothing.

Seeing Butler Su not moving, Mr. Su yelled: "What are you still standing there for?"

Butler Su wanted to talk without tears.

At this moment, a slender figure walked out from behind Butler Su.

When the figure moved, the light from the sharp blade almost blinded Mr. Su's eyes.

"Mr. Su, I heard that you wrote an amazing work. I, a slave-born person, come to read it early in the morning. Isn't it presumptuous?"

(End of this chapter)