found a fool

Mrs. Li managed to persuade her son, but on the way, he met an angry husband, he stopped him, raised his eyebrows and said: "You just met Xiaoyi's personal guard?"

Old General Zhao nodded and said displeasedly: "What kind of eyes is that of Xiao Yi? No, I have to talk to him properly." Talk with fists!

When treating him, Mrs. Li was not as gentle as she was to her son: "I knew that Xiao Yi followed you in this matter, as if he didn't have a brain, and you didn't even think about it. What outsiders said must be true?"

Being scolded by Fu Lang for no reason, Old General Zhao was quite uncomfortable, and retorted: "The person Xiao Yi sent out to investigate that brother's affairs was his personal guard, how could it be fake?"

Mrs. Li really didn't know what to say about her husband: "It's the personal guard that is more suspicious. Tell me, if you find someone else outside, your personal guard will tell me?"

Old General Zhao hurriedly said, "I'm not looking for..."

"I'll ask you if you will." Mrs. Li squinted at his husband: "This is a family matter, and it is a family matter that will make the family noisy. Outsiders will not interfere. How could Xiaoyi's personal guard tell us so casually?" ?”

Old General Zhao suddenly realized that he was so angry just now that he didn't expect this, so he was a little ashamed, but he thought that if what the guard said was true, then the two babies might be his grandsons, and he said excitedly: "Then quickly let Xiaoyi ask if the child is really his!"

Mrs. Li was silent for a moment, and said quietly: "When it was rumored that I was in love with someone, you went to my house in the middle of the night and asked me directly if it was true... Do you still ask Xiao Yi? Huh?"

"Don't ask anymore..." Old General Zhao shook his head aggrievedly, not daring to mention what happened back then.

On the other side, Xia Liyang went to coax Ah Cha to sleep after lunch, took his eldest son to sleep, and then quietly went to the yard with Ah Yu, wanting to chat with him about some things about Zhao Xiaoyi.

"Ayu, you are too young, I shouldn't have told you these things," Xia Liyang said, "But you are too smart, it's not good if you don't tell you, guessing randomly, so you tell me what I said next." Remember what you said, I'll only say it once."

"Seven years ago, my father just passed away, and I picked up a person who was stupid because of his injury..." Xia Liyang recalled those things back then, and said slowly in front of Ah Yu.

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"...So, don't think of him as a bad person, he didn't do anything wrong." Xia Liyang didn't like to say good things about Zhao Xiaoyi, and didn't bother to smear him, so he quickly changed the subject: "A year later, you If you really like him, you can stay, I will come back to see you often."

Ah Yu hugged Xia Liyang's waist and said in a muffled voice, "I want Daddy..."

Who can tell what the future holds?When he felt that it was impossible for him to marry a man, he met a fool. When he thought it would be good to continue like this, the fool was lost. When he thought he would not abandon the fool, the fool became Zhao Xiaoyi.

And how firm is a child's commitment?

This incident just passed, and when Xia Liyang felt that life had finally calmed down, someone from the palace suddenly came and said that Mr. Xianfeng wanted to see him. Dong Qi is related, and the rumors from outsiders some time ago are really not like it.

But Mr. Xianfeng should not be the kind of person to punish him for rumors, not to mention that soldiers came to cover up the water and soil, Xia Liyang was not very worried, and soon calmed down, and entered the palace with the palace servants.

The building of the imperial palace is majestic and majestic, while the Fengning Hall has more beautiful scenery and decorative patterns than the buildings seen on Xia Liyang Road, but it still has a royal aura. Xia Liyang walked in with his head down, and did not look directly Xianfeng Jun's face.

"And raise your head, let me have a look." It was not Feng Jun who spoke, Xia Liyang raised his head, one of the seats was a gorgeously dressed brother, about twenty years old, and the other was about the same age The man is wearing a black imperial robe——Qingguo is still black.

After thinking about it for a while, Xia Liyang understood that the guy above was not only twenty, not even thirty, Xianfengjun was at least 40 years old this year, and was lamenting that Xianfengjun was well maintained, Xia Liyang heard him say: "It really looks good, no wonder..."

The emperor answered, "How is your family background? Since you have two dolls, where is your husband?"

Xia Liyang was in a dilemma. The first question was easy to answer, but the latter was difficult to answer. If you were not careful, it would be a crime of deceiving the emperor, so he said vaguely: "The grass people were born in the countryside and have no family background. ...there is no husband."

The emperor reassured: "It's fine if you don't have one, or you have to rest..."

Mr. Feng coughed lightly, interrupted his son, and gave him a warning glance, not allowing him to speak again, and then asked: "You have been in the capital for a while, but you are short of food and clothing. You belong to Qier." My friend, I should help you a bit."

"I've never been short of food or clothing." Xia Liyang respectfully said, "Thank you Xianfeng Lord for your kindness, but the grass people have no worries about food and clothing, and dare not cheat Xianfeng Lord's reward."

Mr. Xianfeng nodded imperceptibly, said something, and then asked: "So, what kind of work are you doing now? It's not good for a man in his twenties to be idle at home."

It's still a proposition, you can't deceive the king, and you can't make it too clear. Mr. Xianfeng is obviously helping Ah Qi to investigate him. If he exposes the pseudonym "Shen Wuyan", it will be really bad.

So Xia Liyang thought about it and replied: "Caomin usually writes peach blossom essays for a living, it is really difficult to be elegant, and Xianfeng Jun laughed."

"Oh?" Mr. Xianfeng took a sip of tea and said calmly, "What's your pen name?"

Xia Liyang prayed to gods and worshiped Buddha in his heart, but he couldn't stop Mr. Xianfeng from asking this question, so he had to answer honestly: "Caomin's pen name is 'Zibuyu', and he writes some short essays about ghosts and ghosts."

Because he lowered his head again, Xia Liyang did not see the scene where Mr. Xianfeng was stunned, but only heard Mr. Xianfeng say flatly: "Well, I have read a few articles, and the writing is quite interesting, but the 'flowers' Jun' the ending was too hasty, I don't like it very much."

"...Caomin will write a postscript tomorrow and send it to the palace." Xia Liyang asked, "Is this possible?"

The corners of Fengjun's lips curled up slightly, and he added: "The story of the prodigal son you told a few times ago, let's also write it together, but I am not in a hurry, you don't have to send it too soon, so as not to write the story lost its flavor."

Xia Liyang nodded in pain: "Yes, Cao Min has written it down."

After being asked some more questions, Xia Liyang answered them one by one, stayed a little longer to tell stories with Mr. Xianfeng, and was finally able to go back until someone outside said that General Zhao asked to see him.

After he left and before Zhao Xiaoyi entered, Mr. Xianfeng said to the emperor: "Although he is not greedy for money, he knows how to advance and retreat. As a countryman, he is too tactful. He is really wronged."

"However..." Xianfeng Jun said: "I stopped him from this relationship, and gave him another blessing. You see what kind of idle job is suitable for him, and let him be a little bit in the imperial city." Come on, officer."