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A Jin was holding a unique looking green wooden comb, smiling as she teased the small bean buns on the ground.

No matter how hard he tried, the little bean bun ignored her and focused on picking up the fur of the dog in his arms.

"Don't hold back. If this goes on, the little mutt will get bald."

Zhao Zheng laughed out in a low voice, staring at the two little kids sitting together as if he found them very interesting.

Su Zhi turned around and smiled helplessly. "These are my two mischievous children."

The man seemed a little surprised. "Looking at the little lady's appearance, she should be around 18 or 19 years old. To think that she actually has two children this age."

A decent smile hung on Su Zhi's face as she nodded.

Not new, is it? In this era, it was already too early for women to get married. Even though Little Dou Wu wasn't her biological daughter, A Jin didn't say that she picked her up.

"Madam is so lucky."

In the end, Zhao Zheng said meaningfully.

"What's so good about it? In any case, I just want to earn some money and raise the two children."

Su Zhi answered casually.

Even A Jin's father didn't know who he was. This kid had the surname Nie Rufeng, and his family tree also belonged to the Nie family.

Just as they were chatting, Qiu Hong came upstairs with a cup of tea. She explained to the man, looking ashamed, "I've made young master wait for a long time. There are a lot of guests and the tea is being consumed. I've made a new pot for you.

"No worries, sorry to trouble you."

This man seemed to be so polite to everyone. His demeanor was graceful and his bearing was really good.

With the tea warming his body, Zhao Zheng seemed to feel more comfortable and his movements became more lively. He took the initiative to choose two exquisite hairpins to ask Su Zhi's opinion. Then out of curiosity, he looked at many other things and bought quite a few small items.

Seeing that it was almost time, Zhao Zheng had the thought of returning.

"I'll have to trouble the two of you today."

After settling the bill, Su Zhi gave him a bottle of perfume as a test subject and put it in a bag.

"Young master, there's no need to be so polite with New Year's Day."

Zhao Zheng smiled and nodded, then took the umbrella downstairs.

Qiu Hong followed him out. She saw him into the carriage with her own eyes before returning.

"I didn't expect to meet such an esteemed guest on this day. I wonder which young master he is."

Su Zhi pursed her lips and realized that the man's surname was Zhao!

Qiu Hong saw her expression change instantly and asked worriedly, "Boss, what's wrong?"

She shook her head. "It's nothing. I'll go down and find Brother Li."

Seeing Li Yi, Su Zhi went straight to the point, "Brother Li, are there a lot of people with the surname Zhao in the capital?"

Elementary Scholar Li, who was in the middle of calculating, snorted, "It's not just the capital. There are quite a few families with the surname Zhao Xuan City."

Only then did Su Zhi relax. She was afraid that the person she had just met was that Zhao family from Beijing. Listening to Li Yi's explanation, perhaps she was overthinking things.

On the other side, just as Zhao Zheng got on the carriage, the coachman who was driving the horse said respectfully from outside the curtain, "Third Young Master, the Old Master has just sent someone to look for you. He told you not to go to the manor for now, but to return home first, saying he has something to discuss with you."

"Yeah, I know." He stared at the small items in the bag in his hands, and a hint of darkness appeared in his eyes.

"Uncle Guan, if a woman hadn't met you since she was thirteen, would you still remember her?"

The coachman smiled when he heard this, "Why did Third Young Master suddenly mention this? "Hmm …" This matter is still rather suspenseful. You must know that after so many years, his appearance has definitely changed. However, if there is some sort of imprint on his body, it should not be difficult to recognize him. "

The driver continued: "Think about it. In these five or six years, if you don't see him, his appearance will change, his figure will also change, his height will rise, and his body will be well-developed. Even if you want to recognize him, you will need to put in a lot of effort. Or stay together day in and day out, and only those close to you will recognize you at a glance. "(A/59/2005, para. 2) (OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMN/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG/OMG)

"Yes, Uncle Guan's words are reasonable."

There was a long silence in the carriage as the chained carriage continued forward through the cold and clear streets before slowly entering the capital.

Once they reached the capital, the streets became lively once again.

It was almost New Year's Eve, and many children on the streets were throwing firecrackers at the open space.

The coachman was currently on his horse, swinging the whip in his hand to scare the child who was causing trouble. "Move aside, you're not allowed to throw firecrackers. What are you going to do if you scare my young master?"

As he was speaking, some devilish brat ignited the firecrackers in his hands and threw them towards the carriage as if it was scalding his hands. The firecrackers exploded, and the horses below cried out in fear as they ran forward.

The coachman hurriedly tightened his grip on the reins. Seeing that the horse couldn't stop, he was about to charge into the oncoming caravan.

"Not good, get out of the way!"

Before the driver could finish his sentence, the man had already moved out of the curtain in a blur, his big hands grabbing the reins and exerting force. The horse let out a long cry of pain and then obediently stopped in its tracks.

"Aiya, it was too scary but it was not dangerous!"

After stopping the mad horse, Zhao Zheng returned to the carriage as if nothing had happened. It was as if the accident of almost causing casualties was just a small game.

Uncle Guan was secretly speechless, thinking that the Third Young Master Zhao's internal energy had increased by quite a lot.

As soon as he returned to the Zhao residence, a servant waiting outside immediately came to greet him. "Third Young Master, you're finally back. Master started to talk to you yesterday."

Zhao Zheng got off the carriage, still wearing the same smile on his face and full of intimacy. "I understand, I'll go to father's courtyard now. It's cold enough even after waiting for so long. Go heat up a cup of wine and eat."

The attendant was flattered and clasped his hands in a bow. "Thank you, Third Young Master, for your kindness."

Although the Zhao Family had a secondary assistant, whose position was only second to Liu Zaifu, and a second son, who had just lost his position, in the end, the entire Zhao Family's fortune was with Empress Zhao. The house's affairs were under the third young master's control.

Although Zhao Zheng didn't have an official and a half, his reputation was far greater than his older brother who was an official in the imperial court. Since no one was willing to be apart from him, he was humble and forceful towards everyone, and many people were happy to interact with him, even the servants in the mansion were like this.

Hearing that the third young master had returned, the manor was in an uproar. Especially from the third room, they hurriedly went to prepare hot soup and food.

Zhao Zheng handed the bag in his hand to a servant and instructed: "Send this to the Third Wife."

"This little one will go right away." The servant took the item from him and ran off happily.

Entering the backyard, a maidservant walked up with an umbrella, "Third Young Master, Master is waiting for you in the study room."

When the mama in charge saw that he had arrived, she did not need any instructions from her master and had already returned to the kitchen to serve the soup.

Zhao Zheng knocked on the door and said: "Father, your son has come in to apologize."

Hearing his voice, Zhao Jian put down the brush and ink, got up, and personally opened the door. "It's already snowing heavily and making you go to another village to look at the harvest, it's already hard on you. What other crime do you have? Come in quickly."

When father and son met, Zhao Jian treated them like honored guests with a very humble and amiable attitude. He invited Zhao Zheng into the room before letting out a faint sigh.

"Your brother is in trouble."

"Yes, I heard something when I came back."

Zhao Jian was so angry that he slammed his fist on the desk, "Your brother has always been useless. I've long guessed that this would happen." "However, that kid from the Xiao family is quite capable to be able to grasp so many flaws. This old man has neglected this fact."

Zhao Zheng took a sip of the hot tea the servant had brought in and indifferently said, "I'm afraid that Xiao Qian was planning on pulling those popinjays from second brother's hands from the very start."

"Oh? "How can I see such an extraordinary person?"