The prince is more stable

Chapter 185 Information Explosion
There are many people with the surname Zhao, and it is a big family, but there is only one person who can easily make Zhao Xiaoqian spend money.

Of course, buying a house for my mother requires my father's money. Now that the marriage is over, the property should be divided a little.

Zhao Hao stayed in the palace, eating delicious food and drinking spicy drinks every day, and blindfolded himself and played the obscene game of "King, come and catch me" with more than a dozen concubines.

Feng had just returned to secular life, and was left with no one to rely on, no place to live, and no income. The couple's fates were so completely different that it was hard to explain.

Chen Shou and others loaded Feng's luggage onto the carriage, and Zhao Xiaoqian took Feng away from Yaohua Palace.

Inside the shaking carriage, Feng lifted the curtain and watched the gate of Yaohua Palace gradually disappear into the distance, tears streaming down her face.

This cold Taoist temple almost buried her entire life.

Leaving today, she had a feeling that her soul had left the underworld and returned to the human world. For a moment, it seemed as if she was in another world. Besides the relief in her heart, there was also a trace of confusion about the future.

When she was in Yaohua Palace, Feng's life was dark. She never thought about the future because she had no future at all.

Now that she is out of this cage, the future is bright, but she doesn't know how to live her life well.

Inside the carriage, Zhao Xiaoqian seemed to see her confusion and couldn't help but chuckle, "Mother, the house I bought for you is very big. There's a piece of wasteland in the backyard where you can grow some vegetables and fruits."

"When you have free time, you can build a pavilion nearby and enjoy the lotus flowers in summer and the snow in winter. You can also take care of the vegetables and fruits in the fields. I will also teach you a new way to make tea. It will be enough to pass the time."

Feng looked at her son with eyes full of love and couldn't help but stroke his head. Zhao Xiaoqian was quite tall now, and Feng's hand could not reach him, so he lowered his head slightly to make it easier for her to touch him.

"Everyone has their own destiny. Some people give birth to children who are creditors from their previous lives, who come to collect debts in this life. Others give birth to children who come to repay their gratitude in this life. Qian'er, I'm lucky to have a good son like you. You saved me from the dire straits..."

"Don't say such things, mother. It's only natural for a son to save his mother. You don't deserve to be praised."

Feng smiled and said, "You are getting married soon. After the wedding, you should have a child with the girl from the Di family. I have too much free time. If you are worried about the child, you can send him to me. I will help you take care of him."

"Thank you for your hard work, mother. If my child doesn't obey, you can hang him up and beat him. It's okay, I can open a few more trumpets to practice at the same time..."

Feng was so angry that she slapped him hard: "What nonsense! How dare you hang up my own grandson and beat him?"

Zhao Xiaoqian smiled and said, "Anyway, it's better to leave my child to you than to my father. If I let him take care of him, I really don't know what he would teach him to be..."

When Zhao Hao was mentioned, Feng's expression suddenly changed. She suddenly held her forehead with one hand, her face turned ashen, and she covered her chest with her hands. Her breathing became rapid, and she looked like she could hardly catch her breath.

Zhao Xiaoqian was horrified. He had only mentioned his father, so why would he be so disgusted? How deep was the hatred between this couple?

"Alright, alright! Mother, I won't talk about that person anymore! Take a deep breath, come on..."

Feng took a long while to recover, and said with a wry smile, "I don't know why, but whenever anyone mentions your father, I can't help but want to vomit. Back then, living with him was even more difficult than practicing in seclusion in Yaohua Palace."

Zhao Xiaoqian was stunned. How outrageous was the information gap?

In his impression, although his father was still a mess in his forties, he felt that he was a good person, just a little cynical and unable to resist beauty.

There are a lot of minor issues, but they shouldn't be that bad, right?
Seeing Zhao Xiaoqian's stunned expression, Feng snorted coldly, "Of course he dotes on you. He'll help you reach for the stars and the moon. After all, you are his only flesh and blood."

"But don't think he's like this to everyone. Your father is incredibly cruel, his methods are incredibly ruthless, and he's incredibly cunning. He just doesn't let you see this side of him."

Zhao Xiaoqian blinked violently.

Are we talking about the same person? The 200-plus-pound, overweight guy who loves nothing more than to cum like crazy on women?
Feng glanced at him and said calmly, "Before, you were young and very withdrawn, so he naturally wouldn't show his bad side in front of you."

"Now that you are about to get married, and you have also made great achievements, you are favored by the emperor and treated like a national scholar. You are also the only heir to the Chu Palace. In the future, he will slowly let you see some things."

Feng sneered as she spoke, "Zhao Hao is no simple matter. I can't say anything else, but I almost died at his hands several times during my years in the Prince of Chu's mansion. You can imagine how cruel your father is."

Zhao Xiaoqian looked at her in shock. "Mother, have you just left Yaohua Palace and are you a little mentally disturbed? Is the person you are talking about... really my father?"

"Whether you believe it or not is up to you, but don't worry. No matter how cruel your father is, he only treats outsiders. He would never use any vicious means against you. You are his only son. He would never harm you even if he harmed anyone else." "Although I have all kinds of hatred towards your father, I really have nothing to say about the fact that your father loves you. I can't find any fault with him."

At this moment, Zhao Xiaoqian felt his head buzzing and his CPU was about to burn out.

Feng's few words overturned his three views. In an instant, he even felt that the whole world had become unreal.

That amiable and cynical dad is actually a hidden villain?

Life is so fucking wonderful!

Feeling confused and messy, Zhao Xiaoqian took Feng to the new house and walked with her inside and out. He carefully helped her plan and suggested how to repair and modify it.

He also introduced her to a newly hired housekeeper, a dozen servants and guards, and a dozen maids in the backyard. Finally, after leaving Feng with one thousand taels of silver as household expenses, Zhao Xiaoqian hurried back to the palace.

Today's information was too explosive, and he needed to find a quiet place to digest it.

Therefore, Zhao Xiaoqian became more and more curious about what Zhao Hao's unknown side looked like.

He even had the urge to use the Imperial City Bureau to secretly monitor Zhao Hao, but he immediately suppressed the urge.

A son secretly investigating his own father seems... a bit beastly.

Zhao Xiaoqian had no other purpose, he was just purely curious.

What kind of face did Zhao Hao look like as described by Feng? In her description, Zhao Hao was cruel, ruthless, and scheming, a complete image of a terrifying devil.

But in Zhao Xiaoqian's impression, his biological father was rarely serious. He was always addicted to wine, sex, money and anger, and laughed all day long like a child who had never grown up.

So the question is, how can a child who never grows up survive in the turbulent palace affairs and live a comfortable life?

Before and after the death of Emperor Shenzong, there were rumors in the palace, all related to Zhao Hao. Later, the Empress Dowager executed a group of people to suppress public opinion.

There are some things that you can't think about too deeply, because if you do, you'll feel like your brain isn't enough.

After returning to the palace, Zhao Xiaoqian stayed alone in the room for a while, then went out and found Zhao Hao in the backyard.

Zhao Hao was sitting in the pavilion in the middle of the backyard pond fishing. Perhaps he had been fishing for a long time without any fish taking the bait. When Zhao Xiaoqian saw him, he was holding the fishing rod and poking it into the water with gritted teeth. The more than 200 pounds of fat rose and fell with the movement, creating waves of flesh.

Poor Air Force fisherman...

Seeing Zhao Xiaoqian coming, Zhao Hao stopped, threw the fishing rod into the pond, and sat down at the stone table in the pavilion, breathing heavily.

"Qian'er, you're here at the right time." Zhao Hao's face turned pale and he waved his hand to greet him.

"What's wrong, father?" Zhao Xiaoqian walked closer with a smile.

"The flintlock you're making is going to use gunpowder, right?"

"Yes."

"Can gunpowder explode? Let's get more, pack it into a big pile and light it..."

Zhao Xiaoqian was stunned. Who dared to underestimate the wisdom of the ancients? Even such a living father could draw inferences from one example and even think of how to make explosive packs.

"Uh, it should... be possible."

Zhao Hao clapped his hands vigorously. "Excellent! Qian'er, quickly make some! Today, I must blow up this pond! Damn fish, you dare to play tricks on me? Today, it's either you or me who will die!"

(End of this chapter)