Inheritance policy

Chapter 271

Qian donkeys are poor.

This was Xing Zhao's only reaction when he heard about Chen Fangzhi's delay.

What a big man, he actually acted shamelessly.

Pulling and pulling, crying and crying, anyway, I just won't go, don't accept it?Then come and bite my face!

Xingzhao thought, what a pity, Dingjing in the northwest is thousands of miles away, it's beyond reach.

The sixth prince stood by the small bed, looked at Ah Shu cautiously, and talked about it with Xing Zhao, "...If you want to play, everyone should play it seriously. There is no reason to play around halfway through the game. Chen Xian relied on his own My son is stupid, and his reputation is unstoppable. If he wants to be replaced by someone who is smarter, Chen Xianba will have to find another way to protect his only child. Whether it is teaching him to fight me head-on, or using dirty tricks, Anyway, I won't choose this way to avoid Chen Fangzhi by making others think that Chen Fangzhi is cowardly and incompetent..."

Ah Shu felt sleepy, and yawned with his small mouth open, revealing a barely visible grain of millet in his pink gums, the sixth prince's eyes lit up immediately, and his whole body suddenly became excited, "Ah Wu Ah Wu! Come here! Brother Shu has teeth!"

Although excited, his voice was extremely low.

My son has teeth, of course Xingzhao knows that it has been more than four months. It is normal for a child to have teeth. When the child is not feeling well, he will cry when he is uncomfortable. In May, the weather became solidly hot, and he didn't dare to put ice on it, which made it even more difficult for Mr. Xiao Lang.

Seeing that his son was about to go to sleep, Xing Zhao hurriedly beckoned the sixth son to the inner room—in order to let Brother Shu sleep soundly, he specially moved a thick black lacquered wood hollow carved screen from the east side, The voices of the adults are so small that they cannot be heard, but when the children cry, they can know it immediately.

The sixth prince circled around the screen, walking happily step by step, as if he was dancing.

"You said that when I came back from Jiangnan, would Ashu be able to talk? Could he be very articulate and call her parents?"

The sixth prince's eyes narrowed, the corners of his mouth curled up, his eyes were very gentle, and he looked forward to it.

Xing Zhao seldom saw the sixth prince expressing his emotions, nor did he express his longing and expectation for something, let alone such an expression.

I still want to go...

The sixth prince went to the south of the Yangtze River first, and met Chen Fangzhi in the south of the Yangtze River, before discussing future affairs. This proposal was based on the fact that the financial affairs of the Northwest were still unclear, and to paraphrase the words of Chen Xianzao's remonstrance, "... spring floods and summer harvests are not appropriate. Chi, it is urgent to investigate the officialdom in the south of the Yangtze River. It is not only the personal gain of His Royal Highness Duan Wang, but also the blessing of all people." The sixth child left first, and Chen Fangzhi followed, this arrangement is reasonable.

Chen Fangzhi could do such things as rolling around and cheating, but the sixth prince couldn't do it. His identity, his position, and the reputation he had always been scrupled about made him follow the crowd. There are many ways to avoid disasters, there is no need to gamble with your own reputation and reputation.

He didn't want him to be given the prefixes of cowardice, incompetence, and fear of powerful officials in others' mouths.

"It should be possible."

Xing Zhao also smiled softly, "... Mother Concubine said that when you were half a year old, you could clearly call your mother..."

Xingzhao's throat was choked, and there was a feeling of soreness in his heart. He held the hand of the sixth prince, and then said, his throat seemed to be a little bitter, "I will teach Ah Shu to speak well. I will teach him to call the first one." Dad, when you come back, you can hear your son calling you loudly..."

The sixth prince nodded with a smile, put his forehead against Xing Zhao's forehead, and then touched Xing Zhao's with the tip of his nose.

"You have to be well, our family is well, and wait for me to come back."

Waiting for me to return in triumph.

Everyone knows that this will determine the outcome.

The sixth day of May, as calculated by Qin Tianjian, was a good day, and Xing Zhao also felt that Qin Tianjian’s calculation was right—the sky was clear, and the entire sky in the summer sky was like a light-colored brocade dotted with soft floating clouds, laid by the Weaver Girls. Open, stretched to cover the vast land.

They were sent off at the Jianghe port. They walked from the canal, passing through Tianjin, Hebei, Shandong, and then to Jiangsu and Zhejiang. The inland river has been repaired for decades.

The female relatives were all sitting in the carriage, and all the officials who were familiar with the sixth prince, and the men from the family of old friends came. Li Lingqing held the hand of the sixth prince, and explained again and again, "...it doesn't matter if you can find it or not. Hurry up, what matters is your own life! The son is not even half a year old yet!"

This is a heartfelt statement.

There are also some cryptic ones. In the letter, Master Hou Min sent two jars of Huadiao wine and asked the sixth prince to bring them to the boat. "The steam on the boat is heavy. Drinking strong wine and eating spicy food are all detoxifying. Your Highness should pay attention to it." , don’t rely on the water, what kind of identity are you, and what kind of identity are other people, you have to be as tall as you are.”

There were also those who suddenly became enlightened and saw the signs for the first time. The second prince straightened his back and did not go up to explain before everyone. He pulled the sixth prince aside and said quietly, "...we brothers are of one mind, and everyone is the same , don’t fall into other people’s schemes. Xing Zhao and Brother Shu, you just have to rest assured, I, Zhou Ke, have no other skills, only my loyalty is left, even if I risk my life, I will save my nephew and younger siblings. Zhou Quan——not for anything else, but for the love you have never played with me and the fourth child, and for the love we grew up with Xing Zhao!"

There are also those who are blindly optimistic, and the specific person is Fang Qi's family.

"Both young and old are waiting for you to come back! Don't embarrass your wife!"

Fang Qi's voice resounded like a bell.

Xing Zhao's eye circles were originally extremely red, but when he vaguely heard Fang Qi's words from afar, he felt that he couldn't cry at all.

Sending you off for thousands of miles requires a farewell. Qin Tianjian not only counts auspicious days, but also auspicious times.

The warm sun will rise to the top of the head at noon, the suona blows, the drums start, and after offering sacrifices to the Dragon King, and kowtowing three times in the direction of the imperial city, the big boat swings the oars, sails, and sets up the momentum. More than a dozen ships The fleet of ships then headed southward with mighty strength.

Xing Zhao lifted the curtain of the car by a small gap, and saw two straight lines of water slowly rippling on the water surface of the Jiang River like a jade belt, and finally disappeared gradually.

Sitting beside Xing Zhao, Min Jirou quietly looked at the corners of her tightly pursed mouth, red over and over again, but there were no tears falling from her eyes, and sighed, "Cry if you want to cry, just hold back your tears." What's more, no one else saw it."

Xing Zhao held the car curtain tightly with his hands, and shook his head lightly after a long time, "I don't cry, only children like Ah Shu should cry, those who are scheming and mercenary should cry, and those with ulterior motives should cry." I should cry, why should I cry?"

"Yes, what's the use of crying..."

Min Jirou poked his head over, the fleet was drifting away, the sails raised high showed vigor, "If... I mean if..."

Min Jirou paused for a while, but didn't ask any questions after all, smiled lightly and shook his head, waving his hands as if nothing happened.

Xing Zhao knew what she wanted to ask.

Know better what your answer is.

If Lao Liu can't come back, if Lao Liu can't enter Dingjing, if Lao Liu has an accident...

She must live on stronger, death is not terrible, but living is terrible, she must grit her teeth and bring up Ashu, and live as much as the sixth child!

He was very confident outside, but when night fell, Xing Zhao tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep, and was afraid of waking up the sleeping Ah Shu outside, so he had to lie on his back in a regular manner. Did he fall asleep, and woke up again in a daze, his eyes could not be opened but his head was awake.

There were some rustling noises outside.

She seemed to hear Ah Shu crying?
Xing Zhao turned over, a little uneasy.

The warm light outside was a halo, through the hollow carved screen, flickering bright and dark, left and right, Xing Zhao didn't want to admit that she was flustered, sweat dripped down her forehead, and her ears were "buzzing" All are Ah Shu's cries.

Huang's mother hasn't come in yet, which proves that Ah Shu didn't cry...

Xing Zhao closed his eyes, turned over again, and couldn't sit still after all. He propped up his hands lightly and crawled out. Halfway through the climb, he found that the outside of the bed was empty, and the sixth child had already gone to the south of the Yangtze River. , sighed, got up and put on a coat, went around the screen to have a look.

Little Ashu pursed her lips, sound asleep.

The news of the fleet is not easy to get back, there are only a few outposts on the shore, Xing Zhao thought that within eight or nine days, the news from the sixth side would not be able to get through.Unexpectedly, on the eighth day of May, news came from the Tianjin Camp and Guards Department that the river was silted up, and the fleet was stuck in the Tianjin area, and it was difficult to go south.

Xing Zhao understood instantly.

In the few months before the sixth prince left, he socialized every day and got drunk every day. Shao Shiqi's eldest son, Shao Yuan, the chief of the Tianjin Camp and Guards Department, was a well-known young master in Ding capital. In the game of drinking together...

With a backhand, the sixth prince easily kicked the ball back to Chen Xian.

If you want to play tricks, okay, I won't play tricks, I just cheat.

Anyway, I decided to get out of the capital, and I won a good reputation. It’s not that I don’t want to leave. It’s that the river has never experienced such a large fleet in decades.

How close is your Chen Mansion to the imperial city, and how close is Tianjin to Dingjing? If something goes wrong, if I get on my horse, I can rush back to the capital in half a night!

It's all up to you whether you want to give up your son or not, and whether you want to gamble with big names.

The Sixth Prince stayed in Tianjin for three or four days. The war in the southeast has not been settled. It seems that the war situation is extending to the north again. The soldiers brought by He Xingjing...

Those are all iron-blooded men transferred from the Northwest!

Chen Xian gritted his teeth. His son was mentally prepared to give up early in the morning. He didn't worry about not having a son. In this life, he will talk about this life, and in the next life, he will talk about the next life.
However, the old wife kept crying, so he had no choice but to make a stupid move absent-mindedly, at least temporarily calming down the old wife's resentment.

The longer the Sixth Prince stagnated in Tianjin, and the southeast war moved further north, Chen Xian's whole body was like a taut string, he was inadvertently pulled suddenly, and bounced back to himself.

——Chen Gelao transferred overnight to Ren Hexian to take over the northwest affairs, and Chen Fangzhi rushed to the south of the Yangtze River for three hundred miles to meet Duan Wang.

Chen Fangzhi's face turned pale when he took Zhu's transfer of Huang Ling.

(End of this chapter)