The prince is more stable

Chapter 511 Father and son reunited

Zhending Prefecture is about a thousand miles away from Bianjing, and Zhao Xiaoqian and his party arrived there in two days.

Looking at the city wall of Bianjing in the distance, Zhao Xiaoqian's face was full of fatigue, but he let out a long breath.

"Finally back..." Zhao Xiaoqian murmured.

I left Bian Jing at the end of last year. It is summer now. It has been half a year, but it feels like a lifetime.

It was not until he saw the city walls of Bianjing that Zhao Xiaoqian recalled long-lost memories. Those familiar people and things in his memories, those endless gratitude and resentment, with his return, once again entangled him like vines, and he could not extricate himself from them for the rest of his life.

A group of people came from the north and originally planned to go through the north gate of Jingyang City. However, as soon as they arrived at the highway, they saw a group of people standing on the side of the road. They were braving the scorching sun, with their hands on their backs, looking at passers-by.

When they saw Zhao Xiaoqian and his group, the group's eyes suddenly lit up and they hurried forward to block Zhao Xiaoqian's horse.

"The prince is finally back!" the visitor said happily, with a look of relief on his face.

Zhao Xiaoqian looked carefully before he recognized him.

It turned out to be Li Yizhong, the chief secretary of the Prince of Chu's Palace.

The Chief Secretary of the Prince's Palace was originally a subordinate official, a kind of staff member close to the prince, who was specifically responsible for giving advice to the prince and his position was extremely important.

However, the Song Dynasty never allowed clan members to get involved in politics, so the chief secretary of the palace became a decoration. A prince was followed by a group of staff, who were secretly plotting behind closed doors every day. No one knew what they were trying to do.
Therefore, Li Yizhong, the chief secretary, had to demote himself. Although he was an official who received a salary from the court, his position in the Chu Palace was reduced to that of the palace's chief steward, who had to take care of the food, drink, defecation and urination of the whole family.

Zhao Xiaoqian smiled immediately after recognizing him: "Li Changshi, I haven't seen you for half a year. How come you've become much rounder? Such a plump figure, wow!"

"But I dare not follow my father's bad habits. He stuffs all kinds of messy things into his mouth, like a damn slop bucket. He's so fat that he needs two extra urns for cremation..."

Li Yizhong was at a loss for words. "It's already this hour, and yet the prince still has the leisure to joke. I've been waiting for you on this road for two days, glancing at every passerby. Honestly, I've seen more people in these two days than I've seen in my entire life. I'm almost blind."

"What are you waiting for me here for?"

Li Yizhong said, "I am here to welcome the Crown Prince on His Highness' orders. His Highness has said that after we welcome him, we should not rush into the city yet. We would like him to meet His Highness at the Bian River outside the city."

"Father is waiting for me by the Bian River?" Zhao Xiaoqian's expression became serious. He knew very well why Zhao Hao wanted to meet him before he entered the city.

Zhao Hao must have heard about the trouble he caused in Zhending Prefecture.

It's quite interesting. Before they even entered the city, the father showed off his muscles to his son.

A prince knew the news in advance before the court heard it, and found out what kind of power he had under his control.

No wonder he is entangled with so many women. Women like mysterious and ambiguous men.

"Take me there." Zhao Xiaoqian ordered.

Li Yizhong led the way, and the group followed him, turning west, crossing the Guangji River, and heading straight for Kaiyuan Gate in Xicheng.

Kaiyuan Gate is located on the bank of the Bian River, and next to the city gate is the Bian River which flows from west to east.

It is midsummer now. Green willows are shading by the river. Under the scorching sun, a fat man is sitting quietly in the shade of a weeping willow by the river.

The fat man had a round figure and fair skin. He wore a thin, breathable black silk shirt with the front open to reveal a large area of ​​white fat.

Two maids from the palace were standing next to him. Under the fat man's impatient command, they were waving cattail-leaf fans vigorously. The air around them was blown into turbulent clouds, but the fat man still felt tired and kept complaining.

In front of the fat man, a fishing rod was hanging high above the river. The float on the fishing rod was motionless, and the small bucket on the shore was empty. The fat man stared at the water with an increasingly angry expression.

Zhao Xiaoqian and his companions dismounted. Seeing Huodi's expression, they couldn't help but chuckle a few times, gestured to Chen Shou and others, and then Zhao Xiaoqian crouched down and quietly approached from behind the fat man.

At this time, Zhao Hao was sweating profusely, staring at the water with a ferocious expression. The fishing rod in his hand did not move at all, and he was muttering something.

"You bastards! I'm a great man, but I've condescended to come and woo you today, yet you don't know how to behave. When I gain power in the future, I'll issue an order to cut off this damn Bian River, and you'll be damned if you don't appreciate my kindness!"

Zhao Xiaoqian blinked and said, "Well, that's understandable. The Air Force has always had such a bad temper. It has nothing to do with their status."

When he was in the Air Force, the thoughts in his mind were exactly the same as his father's. They are indeed father and son, and they have inherited the same violent nature in their genes.

After waiting for a while, there was still no movement on the fishing rod, and Zhao Hao finally became furious.

Standing up, Zhao Hao roared with his eyes wide open, then held the fishing rod with both hands and poked it hard into the river. After poking it a few times, he simply broke the fishing rod and threw it into the river.

"Come here, send me a few fishing boats to surround this place, and set up some nets to cut off their descendants. I will kill all nine generations of them right here!" Zhao Hao shouted angrily.

With a loud splash, a huge stone was thrown into the river, which scared Zhao Hao so much that he shivered and his fat body trembled uncontrollably. He turned his head in anger and saw Zhao Xiaoqian standing behind him, looking at him with a smile on his face.

Zhao Hao was startled, his angry expression instantly changing. He said in surprise, "Qian'er!" Zhao Xiaoqian said seriously, "I heard that my father wants to kill Yu'er's entire clan. I, a humble child, am willing to serve as a vanguard officer and lead the charge for my father. That stone hit me hard just now, and I'm sure Yu'er must have been seriously injured."

Zhao Hao laughed heartily, walked quickly forward, put his hands on Zhao Xiaoqian's shoulders, and looked him up and down with a happy face.

"Well, he's a little darker and thinner. My son has suffered a lot while guarding the border for our country." Zhao Hao said with red eyes and heartache.

Zhao Xiaoqian suppressed his excitement and looked him over. "Father is getting fatter and fatter. You really should lose some weight, or you'll be plagued by illnesses when you get old."

Zhao Hao laughed heartily and said perfunctorily: "It's decreasing, it's decreasing..."

"Father, don't be perfunctory. From today on, you will only eat two meals a day, and reduce the amount of meat you eat, and try to eat more vegetables. How about that? I'll give the order when I get home, and I'll also personally teach the chef how to make a fat-reducing meal."

Zhao Hao glared: "Unfilial thing, do you want to starve me to death and then inherit my legacy?"

Zhao Xiaoqian sighed.

Forget it. At worst, I can just spend a little more money a hundred years later and build a super-large coffin for Zhao Hao, a XXXXXL version.

When the father and son reunited, the air was filled with joy. They sat down by the Bian River and chatted about their daily trivialities.

After a long time, Zhao Hao finally got to the point and his expression became serious.

"I heard that you killed Han Wei, Wang Yuan and 42 other officials in Zhending Prefecture?" Zhao Hao asked in a deep voice.

"Yes, I ordered their beheading in public. When I returned to Beijing this time, I brought their heads back." Zhao Xiaoqian said frankly.

Zhao Hao frowned and opened and closed his lips a few times, as if he wanted to curse, but looking at his precious son, he couldn't bear to say anything harsh, and just sighed.

"Just kill you, you..." Zhao Hao shook his head and smiled bitterly.

After a pause, Zhao Hao asked sternly, "I only have one question for you: are you right in killing these forty-two people?"

Zhao Xiaoqian nodded: "My son has no regrets. Han Wei and the other forty-two people deserve to die. If time were to come back again, I would still order them to be killed."

Zhao Hao hummed, a look of relief on his face. "As long as the truth is in your hands, it's fine. If you have the truth, you can conquer the world. We are not afraid of anyone."

Zhao Xiaoqian asked curiously, "Father, do you trust me so much? Don't you suspect that I killed someone in a moment of impulse?"

Zhao Hao said without hesitation: "You are my son. Anyone in the world may not believe you, but I will definitely believe you."

Zhao Xiaoqian lowered his head with emotion, took a deep breath, and suppressed the emotions surging in his heart.

We are already so familiar with each other, why are you being so sensational? Just suppress it.

Zhao Hao then revealed a worried look and said, "Killing forty-two officials without a ruling from the Dali Temple is a major event. If the court gets wind of it, there will be an uproar. Now we just have to hope that we can resolve this matter before it explodes and keep it small."

"Does my son have any countermeasures?"

Zhao Xiaoqian shook his head and said, "I only brought the confession of the criminal official and evidence of his wrongdoing. If the court does not recognize the confession and evidence, then I have nothing to say."

Zhao Hao nodded and said, "With the confession and evidence, at least we can have the upper hand. Before you came back, I had already visited Zhang Dun, Zeng Bu, Xu Jiang, An Tao and other ministers..."

After a pause, Zhao Hao showed a look of pain for some reason, and the fat on his face trembled violently.

"There are many people involved in this matter. The best way is to take the initiative and expose those behind-the-scenes figures involved in the case in the court. First, we must create public opinion in the court and the country. Whoever speaks up for Han Wei and others is a bird of the same feather and has poor character. He must be severely punished." Zhao Xiaoqian said slowly.

Zhao Hao smiled: "As expected of my son, I knew you had an idea."

Zhao Xiaoqian looked at him and said, "Father visited Zhang Dun, Zeng Bu and others. What did they say?"

Zhao Hao snorted coldly, "The news hasn't reached Bian Jing yet, so they're still unaware of it. I've been subtle in laying the groundwork, but I don't know how they'll react once it happens. They're all a bunch of old foxes, and it's not easy for them to take sides. Anyway, I've already sent you my generous gift. If you dare accept it and refuse to do your job... humph!"

Zhao Xiaoqian's expression tensed. "A heavy gift? How heavy is it?"

"Most of the palace's wealth is so valuable..."

Zhao Xiaoqian was stunned for a moment, then he shouted angrily, "You... you're already old, and you're still such a spendthrift! You gave me such a valuable gift, but you didn't even say a word of truth. What's the difference between this and throwing meat buns at a dog?"

I'm so angry. How easy is it for the Prince of Chu to save money? They work so hard to earn their money, from snow salt to tea, and they don't even bother to eat, drink, or gamble, but this guy just gives it all away...

Zhao Hao subconsciously lowered his head and looked away guiltily. After a moment of silence, Zhao Hao gradually came to his senses.

Hey? That's not right. I'm the boss, why am I acting like the grandson?
Besides, who am I spending money for?
"Mr. Zhao, do you want to rebel against Tiangang?" Zhao Hao said angrily.

(End of this chapter)