Poison doctor Niangzi Shanlihan

Chapter 1607 I thought the evening scene was bleak

Prince Zhao didn't recognize Ji Yuanshen, but he remembered who it was after seeing his face.

"Master Ji, you are here, how are you doing recently?" Prince Zhao greeted with a smile.

"Greetings to the lord." Ji Yuanshen came back to his senses and got up in fright, about to walk out of the counter and kneel down.

"Excuse me, I'm going out in micro clothes, you don't need to surprise others by saluting, you can just call Master Zhao from now on." King Zhao quickly stopped him, and turned his head to look at the shop.

The two clerks originally led the guests in at the door, and the other set up a ladder behind the counter to wipe the medicine cabinet.

At this time, I heard the commotion here, but I didn't hear what was said clearly. After all, the voices of both parties were very low, and it was also Ji Yuanshen who was alert. He thought of Zhao Wangchang's travel in Weifu, so he was careful.

Hearing that this was indeed the case at this time, naturally he did not dare to give a big gift to avoid revealing his identity as a nobleman.

It's just that he didn't know what to do next, and he lowered his head a little bit at a loss.

It's not that he hasn't seen the world, but after what happened last year, he can't face his uncle and elder brother, and he also doesn't know how to face this noble man who is clearly giving him a chance but secretly hiding murderous intentions.

"I'll drink tea with Mr. Hu, you don't have to be formal."

Although Prince Zhao was using the pretense of going into the shop to get medicine, he took back the prescription as a matter of course when he saw that the shopkeeper was Ji Yuanshen.

Naturally, Ji Yuanshen would not be so stupid as to ask about Fang Zi, so he hurriedly led the nobleman upstairs, but did not dare to report first, for fear of making the nobleman unhappy.

Hu Bugui was already making tea leisurely, so he didn't need someone else to make tea.

But soon, Hu Bugui personally led Zhao Wangye to the backyard, Ji Yuanshen didn't think much about seeing him, just thought he was leading him to Baozhuxuan.

Hu Bugui did indeed invite Prince Zhao to Baozhuxuan.

But soon there were guards looking for Zhao Zicheng and Lin Xiaofu who were looking at the ledger. Lin Xiaofu ran to the west courtyard to find his mother, and brought the child back.

When they arrived at Baozhuxuan, they saw Director Shen looking outside the house, and when they saw them coming, they smiled happily and shouted: "My little master, you are here."

Lin Xiaofu couldn't help curling his lips when he heard this. With this title, the title and attitude are different.

Zhao Zicheng cupped his fists and saluted. Although he didn't say anything, he was being polite to the trusted manager next to his father.

Walking into the small hall, Zhao Zicheng bowed deeply to King Zhao, and then led Lin Xiaofu to kneel down.

Now that he has recognized his relatives, he should give a big salute, but Lin Xiaofu didn't kowtow even after holding the child, he just bowed symbolically and saluted.

"Get up quickly, Chen'an is so big, I haven't seen it before, give me a hug."

Zhao Wang waited for his son and daughter-in-law to kowtow, and they got up quickly, but their eyes were fixed on the child in the pink and blue dress embroidered with purple butterflies.

The child was three months old, and the weather was hot again, so he no longer needed to be wrapped in swaddling clothes, but was wearing a thin apron, and his little hands and feet were still moving lively from time to time.

The eyes can also focus on things, and sometimes I can suddenly open a pair of black eyes and smile at you, which is very cute.

Zhao Zicheng took the child and passed it to Lord Zhao.

Prince Zhao hugged and looked at it, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he said with emotion: "I thought the evening scene would be bleak, but I didn't expect that suddenly my son and grandson are born, it's like a dream."

"In the future, when the house is full of children and grandchildren, there will be troubles." Others dare not answer, but Zhao Zicheng said this with a curl of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)