"Uh" Mr. Zhao blinked, but he didn't expect his godmother to refuse so simply. "This is a great thing that benefits the country and the people."
"But it's not good for mother." Ning An snorted and muttered gloomily: "There was no need to go back to Beijing."
¡°I have angered Your Majesty, do you still want to come out again?¡± Zhao Hao advised cautiously.
"We'll talk about it then." The eldest princess crossed her arms.
"My father has made great achievements in politics, so he might as well be transferred back to Beijing as soon as possible" Mr. Zhao persuaded him from another angle.
"What's so good about going back to Beijing? It's better to feel comfortable outside." Ning An still shook his head.
"Uh" Zhao Haoxin said that it was the same. The cousin's plan was just to have fun in Jiangnan, but it would not work when he returned to Beijing.
"Then, are you comfortable in Kunshan?" Mr. Zhao could only use his killer move.
"Alas" Ning An said with regret, "I don't feel comfortable either. With that oldyour grandfather here, it's like a lump in my throat and a light on my back."
"How about my son pulling out this thorn for his mother?" Zhao Hao asked in a negative tone.
"Old Zhaotou next door sneezed twice in a row.
"Oh?" The eldest princess became interested now and said with bright eyes: "How to pull it out?"
In fact, she has worked very hard, giving gifts and snacks to Zhao Liben, and even lying down to serve tea and water to the smelly old man. Unfortunately, Zhao Liben's position was very firm. He couldn't control her and Zhao Lang's secret activities, but if he wanted to be fair and honest, he had to give up on this idea as soon as possible.
Now that she heard from Qian'er that she actually had a way to deal with Zhao Liben, how could she not be excited?
"Don't look at my grandpa like that. In fact, he has a big picture view." Zhao Hao started talking nonsense seriously. "For the well-being of the people in Jiangnan and the long-term peace of the imperial court, he is willing to sacrifice everything. Not to mention a mere son."
"It sounds like you are asking your father to sacrifice his life to feed a tiger." The eldest princess glared at Zhao Hao. "Is Mom a tigress?"
But Yumian couldn't hold back his smile and hurriedly covered his mouth with the back of his hand. "Can he really stop being in the way?"
"It's powerful, it's so powerful, it's like the power of the sun." Mr. Zhao said with his chest slapping loudly: "When my godmother comes to celebrate the New Year again, if my grandpa still comes to get in the way, my son will have to kill the family for justice!"
Mr. Zhao has disowned his relatives for the sake of the people of Jiangnan.
"That's not the case." Ning An waved his hands and said with a smile, "Even if you tie him up, you don't have to throw him into Yangcheng Lake, you can just take him away from a distance."
"So, the godmother agreed?" Zhao Hao was overjoyed.
"Agreed." Ning An smiled kindly: "When did your godmother not listen to my son?"
"Mom, you are so good." Mr. Zhao was busy flattering him with an admiring look on his face. He also agreed with the eldest princess on the departure time.
He originally planned to leave the day after tomorrow, but Ning An insisted on staying for another three days and three nights, and, you know
Zhao Hao naturally agreed and returned to the Yamen to clean and send Mr. Zhao over.
After walking out of Jinfeng Garden and entering the back door of the county government office, he suddenly came back to his senses.
"Is Princess Ning'an that ignorant woman? She is the chairman of Xishan Company, who has been in charge of the imperial estate for more than ten years.
How could we not know that the siltation of canals and the interruption of water transportation meant that the throat of Ming Dynasty was cut off?
How could you not know that you returned to Kunshan yesterday?
How could you not know that if this matter succeeds, the royal family, the court, and the Xishan Company will all benefit greatly?
¡°Besides, we¡¯ve been together for a few months, aren¡¯t you tired of it?
I¡¯m afraid my godmother had planned to go back to Beijing. The reason why she showed her unwillingness to go back and rushed to her door to make a complaint was so that she could beg her and take the initiative to help her solve this big problem of the old man.
¡®Oh, how could I be deceived by my godmother so easily? ¡¯ Young Master Zhao touched his chin. It was too difficult to guess a woman¡¯s thoughts, let alone someone of her godmother¡¯s rank. ¡®No matter what, it¡¯s just multiple little brothers anyway, it¡¯s no big deal. ¡¯
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When I entered the magistrate's house, I saw Zhao Shouzheng coming back from the front wearing official robes.
"Son, son, you are back. I miss you so much." After not seeing each other for many days, I naturally missed him very much. Mr. Zhao ran over happily and wanted to hug his son.
"Mr. Zhao, pay attention to your official status." Mr. Zhao dodged away with a look of disgust.
"It's okay, dad doesn't care."
"I care." Mr. Zhao rolled his eyes.
Zhao Shouzheng then stood helplessly and muttered something like, "My son is old and he has no relatives anymore" and other things.
Zhao Hao shook his head equally depressed. Mr. Zhao has nothing to do this year and looks less cute than last year.
"Son, son." Zhao Shouzheng adjusted his mood in a blink of an eye, and then followed up and asked: "How was your meeting? What tasks were assigned to dad? Don't worry, no matter how difficult the task is, dad will firmly guarantee it." Done, I won¡¯t embarrass you!¡±
"Yeah." Zhao Hao stopped and looked at his old father who was getting thinner. He felt a little unbearable. But the overall situation is the most important thing, so I still have to harden my heart and say: "Father, I do have a difficult task for you!"
"Speak!" Zhao Shouzheng was full of energy. Now the whole county is busy, and only he, the eldest man, has so much time to spare.
"Stop all the work at hand." Mr. Zhao said seriously: "Run to Jinfeng Garden immediately to report. From now until dawn on February 23, you are not allowed to leave even one step!"
"This" Mr. Zhao's face turned red and he muttered: "Your grandpa will be angry."
"Don't worry, I'm here." Mr. Zhao said earnestly: "It is related to the happiness of the people in Jiangnan. Father, please don't slack off!"
After saying that, he left Zhao Shouzheng, who was messy in the wind, and entered the house alone.
After Zhao Hao entered, Fan Datong came over with a cup of soup, looked at Mr. Zhao with a sympathetic face and said, "Drink it, brother. This is Wanmi Zhai's prescription, and Li Shizhen's medicine can definitely withstand it. "
"I don't need it!" Mr. Zhao frowned, as if he was being scorned. But just as Fan Datong was about to take it down, Zhao Shouzheng stopped him and said: "Forget it, I can't blind your heart in vain"
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In the hall, the communication between Zhao Hao and Zhao Liben became much smoother.
The plan was finalized by the two of them together, so Zhao Liben naturally had everything under control. The old man has even packed his bags and is ready to go to Beijing.
"Well, it will take a few more days before we can set off" Seeing the old man's impatient attitude, Mr. Zhao said sarcastically.
"Is there anything else that has been arranged?" Zhao Liben asked strangely.
"It's not like we have to meet Hai Zhongcheng and say goodbye to Lin Zhongcheng. There is also Pan Zhongcheng, we have to have a good chat with him." Zhao Hao's reasons are quite good.
"That woman doesn't want to leave right away, right?" It's a pity that he can't fool the old man.
"There are also reasons for this." Zhao Hao scratched his cheek and whispered: "My godmother has a condition. Grandpa should not interfere with her and my father's affairs in the future."
"Don't even think about it!" Zhao Liben jumped up immediately.
"Otherwise, she won't cooperate with us." Zhao Hao smiled bitterly: "We will have to rely on her even more when we get to Beijing."
"Hmm" Zhao Liben naturally understood what it means to be stronger than others. He tugged at his beard and felt depressed for a while, then ate the fly and said, "Fine. Once this is done, I will pretend that I never gave birth to that son!"
Mr. Zhao thought to himself, then who am I? But as long as the old man can agree, what else do you need a bicycle for?
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