The prince is more stable

Chapter 186 The Original Intention of Living on Parents

Ancient people just lacked vision, they were not stupid.

In fact, their intelligence in some aspects is unmatched by modern people.

For example, if a modern person travels back to ancient times, if he is serious about it, he would be lucky enough to survive.

But if ancient people traveled to the present day, they might live a more comfortable life than most modern people.

Zhao Xiaoqian invented the flintlock rifle and also gave the formula for black powder to Zhao Xu.

As a result, the Firearms Bureau on the outskirts of the city was extremely busy, and sudden explosions from the Firearms Bureau could often be heard inside and outside the city of Bianjing.

Zhao Xiaoqian didn't know what the Firearms Inspectorate was doing. If they were just mixing gunpowder, accidents wouldn't happen so frequently. It was most likely that the Firearms Inspectorate was using gunpowder for experiments, and they were trying their best to maximize the power of the gunpowder.

Zhao Xiaoqian didn't dare to ask, after all, it was taboo. Once the gunpowder formula was handed over, everything would have nothing to do with him.

What is the Firearms Inspectorate doing? As the inventor of gunpowder, it is not something you can ask casually. You are always thinking about this national weapon that can kill people on a large scale. What on earth do you want to do with it?
Zhao Xiaoqian speculated that perhaps the Firearms Bureau had quietly invented the explosive pack.

This is inevitable. This is the law of development of things: one gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, and three gives birth to all things.

Perhaps without Zhao Xiaoqian's intervention, the Song Dynasty would have more and more firearms of various types.

But... forget about using gunpowder to blow up the fish. I don't mind if my father wants to be willful, but the question is whether Zhao Xu will let you go.

Fat people consume a lot of calories when they are angry. Maintaining the good habit of being angry every day can also help lose weight.

Zhao Hao sat in the pavilion, breathing heavily, his face flushed red, and staring at the pond fiercely.

Zhao Xiaoqian observed him quietly, and at this time he finally realized that Zhao Hao's vicious eyes really revealed some murderous intent, which was completely different from his usual naive and harmless fat man image.

Once you think about something, you will discover many details that you would not normally notice.

Zhao Xiaoqian didn't know whether Zhao Hao was a cruel and ruthless villain, but he was sure that his father was definitely not a simple fat man.

As for his other side, it doesn't matter. There is a long time to go, just dig it out slowly. Feng was right. No matter how cruel and ruthless he was, Zhao Hao was absolutely doting on his own son.

"Father, you should lose some weight. If you lose weight, you will live longer. Moving more every day will not harm your body." Zhao Xiaoqian advised sincerely.

Zhao Hao chuckled and said, "Yes, I am moving. As your father, I move every day."

"Why have you never seen it?"

"Of course I can't let you see it. I have a concubine under me. I can't move without someone under me."

Zhao Xiaoqian: “…………”

Many obscene and shameless images flashed through my mind involuntarily, and it was hard to forget them.

"My son's question is, could you please stop moving around naked? Get up early every morning and jog around the palace twice. I guarantee you'll lose twenty pounds in a month."

"Early morning? Getting up early?" Zhao Hao was stunned, then glanced at him with disdain: "Can you do that?"

"Of course I can't do that."

Zhao Hao said nothing and continued to look at him with contempt.

Zhao Xiaoqian was silent for a long time, then looked up at the sky: "Father, it is said that it will rain today."

Zhao Hao also looked up at the sky and said, "No wonder I can't catch any fish. It's the weather that's to blame."

The father and son tacitly skipped the unpleasant topic of weight loss.

"I heard that you took your mother away from Yaohua Palace today?" Zhao Hao suddenly asked.

"Yes, I can't just watch my mother suffer in Yaohua Palace. I even begged the emperor for her to return to secular life."

Zhao Hao's face was expressionless, his eyes devoid of emotion. He simply said, "She is your mother. There is nothing wrong with bringing her out. Just find a place far away from the palace to properly house her. It must be far away."

Zhao Xiaoqian laughed. How much did this former couple dislike each other? Last time, due to the flood, they had to meet. Not picking up knives and slashing each other was the greatest restraint for adults.

"I have already arranged for Mother to stay. I have bought her a house next to the Fanglin Garden outside Tianbo Gate and have also prepared a housekeeper and servants. Mother is very satisfied with the house. It will be a blessed place for her to spend her remaining years in peace."

Zhao Hao raised his eyebrows. "The house next to Fanglin Garden is not cheap. How much did you buy it for?"

"Fifteen thousand strings of cash."

"Oh, my son is rich now, so wealthy that he can buy things with just over 10,000 guan. I have to bite my teeth to buy them..." Zhao Hao's tone was exaggerated, and it was unclear whether he was really envious or just being sarcastic. Zhao Xiaoqian smiled modestly and said, "It's just a little filial piety. I don't have much money. Fortunately, a kind-hearted person donated money, so I can properly place my mother."

Zhao Hao was stunned: "Kind-hearted person?"

Zhao Xiaoqian nodded, then looked at him innocently, his eyes full of gratitude and deep father-son love.

The father and son looked at each other for a long time, and Zhao Hao couldn't help scratching his scalp.

It’s so itchy, I’m finally going to grow a brain.

So, that kindhearted victim is...

The fat on his face trembled violently, and Zhao Hao slapped his thigh fiercely: "This is my storehouse!"

After saying this, Zhao Hao turned around and ran away in panic.

Zhao Xiaoqian watched his back fly away like a football kicked away, and couldn't help but praise him: "The way he runs is just like a kind-hearted person who does good deeds. So damn handsome!"

Well, I’m relying on my parents again, and I feel a sense of pleasure that comes from getting something for nothing.

…………

The wedding date is getting closer and closer. Originally, both families were busy with it, and Zhao Xiaoqian had always stayed out of it, but in the past few days he had to get busy.

Many things require the participation of two new people.

For example, practicing the etiquette of the wedding ceremony, when to welcome the bride, what are the procedures for worshipping in the hall, how many steps should be taken after entering the door, and listening to the master of ceremonies saying some incomprehensible nonsense.

There was also the trying on of wedding dresses. She changed into one festive red robe after another, which was tedious and lengthy. Over and over again, Zhao Xiaoqian's faith in Taoism was shaken and he wanted to kill someone.

This is the case with the Prince of Chu's Palace, and it must be even worse with the Di family, after all, the bride's attire and etiquette are more complicated.

Suddenly I thought it would be much better to just take a concubine without getting married. Would it be so troublesome for Jiang Miaoxian to come into the house? A carriage came in quietly.

Yuan'er was even more outrageous. I didn't even know how she got here, but she just appeared in the bed with her bare bottom...

After trying on more than a dozen wedding dresses, Zhao Xiaoqian finally couldn't stand it anymore.

I feel like a monkey being watched. I am the one making a fool of myself, while others are watching me make a fool of myself.

How can I, the dignified prince and Marquis of Anle County, endure this?

Surrounded by a group of maids and bridesmaids, Zhao Xiaoqian still found an opportunity to slip away.

I don’t care who you are. I need to rest today.

After sneaking out from the back door of the palace, Zhao Xiaoqian went straight to the room where Zhang Xiaoyi was recuperating.

Still in that simple and dilapidated house, Zhang Xiaoyi was still wrapped in cloth strips, like a mummy that had come back to life.

Zhao Xiaoqian is painting on Zhang Xiaoyi's thigh, creating a new work.

Today's classic masterpiece is "The Divine Bird Phoenix". The painting process is very simple. First draw a chick, and then draw a halo on the chick's head. It's a divine bird, it's simply amazing.

Zhang Xiaoyi's face was full of helplessness. He had protested many times, but the county lord ignored his protests, so Zhang Xiaoyi had no choice but to accept his fate.

"Xiao Yi, your injury is recovering a bit slowly. I'm getting married in a few days. You won't be carried here to eat at my banquet, will you? That's so presumptuous." Zhao Xiaoqian said while painting.

"Don't worry, Marquis. On your wedding day, I will crawl to watch the ceremony even if I have to."

"...You'd better be carried here, at least it's more decent."

Zhang Xiaoyi smiled and bowed, "Congratulations, Marquis. May you and your wife live happily ever after, have a long and blessed life, and have many descendants."

"Don't congratulate me yet. When you're well again, help me with something. It's not convenient for the Imperial City Bureau to handle this matter. You're the most suitable person."

Zhang Xiaoyi suddenly became serious, struggled a bit, and managed to sit up straight: "Just give your orders, Lord."

Snapped!
Zhao Xiaoqian slapped him hard on the thigh.

"What's the rush? I told you not to move. It's such a classic painting, and it's crooked!"

(End of this chapter)