The Road to Doting Wife

Chapter 97: Men's Hunting Field (2)
Hearing that Zhao Yunting didn't go into what he meant, Li Langzhong hurriedly took the purse to his nose, sniffed it carefully, and made up for it: "Back to the Marquis, this is mainly jasmine, but there is more musk. The musk is broken. The effect of removing blood stasis, if the grandma is pregnant, it is better to stay away from this fragrance, although the musk in this purse is very light, it will not cause serious problems in a short time, but if you smell it for a long time, you will be afraid..."

Qin was anxious to defend herself, Zhao Yunting raised her hand to interrupt her, and asked Zhao Han: "Chengan, if you don't believe Li Langzhong, I can invite some more doctors, or go to the palace to invite the imperial physician. "

Zhao Han closed his eyes and shook his head.

Zhao Yunting said to Li Langzhong: "Go down, remember this lesson, and remember what medical ethics are."

It was a surprise to escape this catastrophe, Li Langzhong thanked him repeatedly, and quickly retreated out.

Zhao Yunting called out "Zhao Yuan".

Zhao Yuan quickly brought in the three servant girls who were abrupt to Zhao Yi in the morning.The maids' hands were bound and their mouths were stuffed with veils. After entering the room, Zhao Yuan took out the veils and allowed them to speak.Qin shi held the veil tightly, and when Qingtao looked at her, she gave her a few threatening glances.

Zhao Yunting signaled Zhao Yuan to interrogate.

With him in charge, coupled with Zhao Yuan's prestige in Weifang Garden, Qingtao soon wet his pants and trembled.It was Ziying who ordered her to do it, she thought that Madam was going to teach the fourth girl a lesson as before, so she did it without thinking too much, and she didn't know what was in the purse.

Mrs. Qin scolded her for spitting blood, Zhao Yuan waved his hand, and the four wives rushed up, tied up Mrs. Qin's master and servant with five flowers and gagged their mouths.Qin struggled and begged Zhao Yunting not to do it. She turned to her son, not believing that his son would watch her... Being bullied like this, she would face an unknown punishment.

Zhao Han had a splitting headache.

His mother made such a terrible mistake, and he knew that she deserved it, but he couldn't bear to see his pampered mother being tied up and held down. The son has no face and begs his father to forgive him, but only asks his father to spare his mother's life..."

No matter how vicious she is, she's still his mother. It's his fault. He should have persuaded his mother to change a long time ago, instead of just procrastinating because her mother didn't like it.

If Qin Shi could be killed, Zhao Yunting would have done it long ago.

"Cheng An, do you know that if Mrs. Fang hadn't been careful this time, the child in your elder sister-in-law's womb might have disappeared, and your sister's health might also have problems?"

Zhao Han paused.The younger sister is innocent, so is the elder sister-in-law and her children...

Zhao Yunting got up and said: "For the sake of her being your mother, I will not let her go, but until your sister-in-law gives birth safely, she is not suitable to stay in the Hou's mansion, so she should go to the Zhuangzi to contemplate behind closed doors. She can change her mind by the end of the year, you go there in person Take her back home for the New Year, otherwise she will stay in Zhuangzi forever."

Qin shi struggled, her eyes were bloodshot from crying or anger, staring fixedly at Zhao Yunting.Zhao Yunting didn't look at her from the beginning to the end, but only looked at Zhao Han who was kneeling there: "What can you say about this treatment?"

"Thank you father for giving mother a chance to reform." Zhao Han sincerely thanked her with his forehead pressed against the floor.Based on the father's dissatisfaction with the mother, the mother's misfortune this time, living in Zhuangzi for a year is considered a light punishment.Zhao Han didn't want to explore the reason for his father's light punishment. He only knew that his mother had made a mistake and should be punished.

Zhao Yunting nodded, and leaned over to help the boy up, "Let's go, and confess her mistake to your sister and elder sister-in-law on her behalf."

Zhao Han raised his head, his forehead was red, and his face was full of tears.He didn't get up, but moved to Qin's body on knees, and kowtowed three times to Qin's begging eyes, "Mother, please repent in Zhuangzi, so that your son can pick you up at the end of the year. Mother, don't worry , no matter what mistakes you made, you are still my mother, as long as the mother sincerely repents, the son will be filial to you."

After saying that, he got up and left the house first.

Soon, the news that the Qin family was punished to go to Zhuangzi to contemplate behind closed doors spread throughout the Hou Mansion.

Regardless of Zhao Yi's mood when he found out, Ah Ju felt mixed feelings.

If only the Qin family was punished, she would probably be secretly happy.As much as she respected the Ning family, she disliked the Qin family. She was not a saint, and she would feel very happy that the people she hated were unlucky.But she couldn't be completely happy, she was afraid, she didn't dare to imagine what would happen to her if Zhao Yi really came to her every day with a purse.

And Zhao Han, Ah Ju remembers the first time he saw Zhao Han, his little face was fair, and he looked at her with apprehensive expectations, just like Yoyo back then, who wanted to get close to her but didn't dare.But just now when Zhao Han came to apologize, Ah Ju almost couldn't recognize him, his forehead was red and swollen, his face was pale, and his eyes were dull.

"Big girl, what are you thinking?" Mother Jiang came in through the curtain, and asked softly, "You are pregnant with a child, so it's not good to be so worried. If you have something on your mind, please tell her."

Ah Ju sighed, rubbed her belly unconsciously, and said in a low voice: "That man deserved what he deserved, but he is only ten years old, he has not made any mistakes, but he will be implicated because of his mother."

Nanny Jiang sat next to her, picked up Ah Ju's half-sewed bellyband, looked at it and said, "Everyone has their own fate, good fate is like a big girl, parents are loving and family friendly, bad fate, sir The third masters are all examples. Although they are rich in clothes and fine food, their parents have made them suffer. What can we do? It’s useless for us to sympathize with those who don’t. The key is to see how they choose to go. If the third master can have With the perseverance and determination of the uncle, he will be able to survive, but if his determination is used in the wrong place, he will still suffer in the future."

Ah Ju's heart tightened, "Nurse means..."

"Oh, what I said, it's all just random speculation, before things happen, no one can jump to conclusions." Mother Jiang didn't want to go too deep and make Ah Ju worry, pointing at the carp on her bellyband, she boasted: "Miss, this carp is embroidered well, don't be lazy, hurry up and embroider a big fat boy on it!"

As for whether the child Zhao Han will grow crooked, they can only watch.

In the afternoon, the spring is bright and bright, shining through the window screens on the master and servant at the top of the kang, whispering softly, and gradually regaining peace and tranquility, while far away in the Mulan paddock in Rehe, Zhao Chen is sitting on a horse, galloping like a horse galloping like other people in the distance. Several fast horses chased the fleeing gray wolf together.With no distractions, he deftly pulled out a feathered arrow from the quiver on his back, bent the bow and set the arrow, and shot it out quickly.

The sharp arrow pierced the wind and let out a chilling long howl, and the others couldn't help but put down their bows and arrows, and followed closely the carved feather arrow, watching it sink into Gray Wolf's neck with incomparable precision, watching Gray Wolf being crushed by the sharp arrow. The momentum brought me down to the ground, and I struggled several times, but in the end I still couldn't get up.

Zhao Chen retracted his bow, and cupped his hands to a few people on one side: "I have accepted it."

There are seven or eight cavalry here, and the young man in brocade robe headed by him is Ji Zhao, the eldest son of the Marquis of Zhongyi. His father, Marquis Zhongyi, is currently the general soldier of Fujian and a famous anti-Japanese general in this dynasty.It is said that a tiger father has no dogs, but the 16-year-old Ji Zhao is one of the well-known dudes in the capital. The heart and soul of the only grandson.

After being pampered and spoiled for more than ten years, Ji Zhao's skin was as white as jade, and his lips were painted like red. He failed to inherit the mantle of his father, but became one of the most beautiful men in the capital.Because he only knows how to show off his skills, Mrs. Ji is reluctant to let her grandson come to the paddock to take risks. He was not allowed to come out for hunting in previous years. This year, Ji Zhao is smart. At a friend's house, the emperor left Beijing, and he followed him.

The first time he hunted, Ji Zhao had great ambitions to reward him, but he was not too disappointed when he failed to catch it. Instead, he jumped off his horse first, and under Zhao Chen's strange gaze, he ran forward and walked six feet around the other end. The long gray wolf wandered around and kicked it from time to time. After kicking three times in a row, he excitedly waved at Zhao Chen: "Brother Zhao, this wolf is really dead!"

There was a good-natured laugh from the side, Zhao Chen looked at those people with a blank expression, and waited for the accompanying guards who were in charge of carrying the prey to carry the gray wolf away, he directly urged the horse forward and walked in another direction.

Before he had gone far, there was the sound of horse hooves behind him, and Zhao Chen turned his head.

Seeing Ji Zhao, he whipped the whip more and more anxiously. He hurried to Zhao Chen, gasped and said, "Brother Shi is very good at archery, can you give me some advice?" There were only a few who stood out, and it was enough for him to get to know Zhao Chen, the legendary downcast eldest son of the Yanping Marquis Mansion, but what he saw just now, the man's face was like a crown of jade, and his hair was shining, so how could he be a bit downcast?It's like a god coming down to earth!
Brother?

Why didn't he remember that Yanpinghou's mansion had friendship with Zhongyihou?

Zhao Chen unceremoniously rebuffed: "General Ji is famous far and wide, and his archery skills are even more superb. Zhao does not dare to make a fool of himself in front of his son, so he bids farewell." After speaking, he urged his horse to leave.

But Ji Zhao persevered and insisted on following behind him: "Brother Shi misunderstood, my father is very good at kung fu, and I am very bad at archery, so I want to learn from Brother Shi!"

Zhao Chen ignored it.

Ji Zhao is very familiar: "Ah, the timing is not right now, Brother Shi, concentrate on hunting, I will help you pick up the prey!"

When the hunting was over, when Zhao Chen returned to his horse and headed for the camp, there was a handsome young man with a spring face behind him, as if the carload of prey behind him was all he had shot...

Outside the camp, Guo Zijing was standing behind Tang Wendi in military uniform. He was slightly surprised when he saw the two of them walking together.

Zhao Chen didn't pay attention to his expression, and strode forward to salute Tang Wendi and his son, "Zhao Chen has met the emperor and King Jing."

Emperor Tang Wen had already seen the prey in Zhao Chen's car, and patted him on the shoulder approvingly. After some compliments, he said to the second prince Jing Wang on the left: "There are three wolves in total. Your uncle hunted one, and Cheng Yuan hunted one." One end, and the last end does not know who will get it."

King Jing Tangyun showed a slight smile on his pale face: "The third brother is very brave and has a good chance of winning."

Emperor Wen of Tang nodded, raised his head and looked into the distance, his eyes were deep, as if looking forward to it, but also as if he was simply admiring the scenery of the grassland.

Zhao Chen had already retreated to one side, and followed the crowd to look into the distance, waiting for the rest of them to return from hunting.

(End of this chapter)