Wei and Jin Cooks

   Chapter 300 Spark

   Zhao Hanzhang's emotions came and went quickly. After being comforted by Fu Tinghan, she was full of energy again. She nodded heavily and said, "You are right, we will do our best!"

   The two of them looked at each other and smiled, and there seemed to be stars in their eyes.

   When Zhao Ming and Ji Yuan came out, what they saw was the scene where they were looking at each other under the lantern, and they couldn't help but stop.

   Ji Yuan was about to find an excuse to send Zhao Ming away when he heard a light cough, and Ji Yuan could only be silent.

   Zhao Hanzhang and Fu Tinghan turned around when they heard the voice, with smiles on their faces.

   Zhao Hanzhang saw the two of them, the corner of his mouth smiled even more, and he called out with a smile, "Uncle Ming, Mr. Ji."

   Zhao Ming felt that this smile was very fake. It was completely different from the smile that came from the heart. It had no emotion at all, so he didn't bother to talk nonsense with her, and said directly: "Let someone open the city gate, I want to leave the city."

   Zhao Hanzhang stayed a guest, "It's already dark, although it's midsummer, but it's a little chilly after all. Uncle might as well stay for one night and come back tomorrow."

   Zhao Ming's excuse was simple and rude, "I'm not used to living outside."

   Zhao Hanzhang didn't seem to be very happy looking at him, so he didn't dare to provoke him too much.

   Alas, Uncle Ming is moody, like menopause~

   But at Uncle Ming's age...is menopause a little too early?

   Zhao Hanzhang could only recruit a carriage and send people out of the city in person.

   Can the closed gates be opened randomly?

   Except for Zhao Hanzhang herself, no one can order officers and soldiers to open the door late at night, and she didn't want to break this rule, so she personally sent Zhao Ming to the city gate.

   The soldier guarding the gate opened a small gate, which was enough to pass a carriage.

   Zhao Hanzhang got out of the car and waved to Zhao Ming, "Uncle, be careful on the road."

   Zhao Ming waved at her. It was not far from Wubao, and it only took more than a quarter of an hour.

   Zhao Hanzhang remembered something and said with a smile: "There is no Uncle Xie Ming yet."

   Zhao Ming couldn't stand her smile and asked, "Thank me for what?"

   "If you hadn't asked Magistrate Gao as a trustee, the meeting with the magistrates today would not have gone so smoothly..."

   Zhao Ming interrupted her directly, "Who told you that I asked him to do it?"

   Zhao Hanzhang was stunned, "Isn't it?"

   Zhao Ming glanced at her contemptuously, "Don't take these crooked ways."

   He threw down the curtain and said to the driver, "Go home!"

   The coachman responded with a loud whip and left.

   Zhao Hanzhang could only take a step back, silently watching the carriage go away, it wasn't him, that Magistrate Gao was... I really admire her!

   Zhao Hanzhang bubbling in his heart, happily said to the soldier who escorted her out: "What are you still doing, catch up."

  The soldiers were busy getting on their horses, and Zhao Hanzhang said loudly: "You must send my beloved uncle back to Wubao safely~~"

  The sound is melodious and lingering far away, and it is difficult to hear the carriage that is not far away.

   Zhao Ming rubbed his forehead with a headache. After thinking about it, he couldn't help laughing. He didn't know who this kid looked like.

   Uncle is such a upright and serious person. Although he is a little out of control, he is also humble, not to mention Wang Shi, who is as timid as a rabbit. How can he give birth to a child so... bold and cheeky?

   Zhao Hanzhang watched everyone walk away, and then turned back to the city.

  The small door was closed behind her. Zhao Hanzhang looked at the soldiers guarding both sides, thinking that they were all coming, so he didn't leave in a hurry, and asked, "When will you be on duty?"

  The soldier said: "Girl Hui, we will hand over when we are ugly."

   Zhao Hanzhang nodded slightly and asked, "Is there any difficulty in guarding the city gate?"

   Although the soldier could see Zhao Hanzhang often, it was the first time he spoke, so he was very excited. He replied loudly: "It's not difficult, not at all."

   Zhao Hanzhang was taken aback by his voice, and when he reacted, he laughed and snorted, reached out and patted his shoulder and said, "Good job, is there anyone else at home?"

The    soldier shook his head and smiled: "If it's gone, I'll survive in my family. I came here as a refugee. The girl has a good heart and took me in."

   Zhao Hanzhang's eyes were slightly wet, and he nodded and said, "Work hard. When I save enough money, I will tell you a daughter-in-law."

   The soldier's eyes lit up, "Really?"

   Zhao Hanzhang nodded: "Really!"

   Zhao Hanzhang returned home, Ting He immediately greeted him, "Girl, do you want to eat or take a bath first?"

   "Have a bath, I have no appetite at the moment."

   She was really exhausted both physically and mentally today, and felt more tired than fighting on the battlefield.

   Zhao Hanzhang tore off his belt, threw it on the couch, and asked, "Have mother and Erlang rested?"

   "The light in Madam's room was still on, but Erlang fell asleep."

   Zhao Hanzhang nodded, took off his clothes, and went into the bathroom with only his underwear, "Go and tell my mother, just say I'm back to sleep, let her rest in peace."

"Yes."

When Mrs. Wang received the news, she did not sleep immediately. Instead, she took Qing Gu to the yard to burn incense and worship. She knelt on the ground and bowed to the incense burner, then half-turned her head to look at the stars in the sky, and said softly: "Govern it, Did you see that our Sanniang has grown up."

Zhao Erlang, who was in a side room in the same courtyard, slept soundly. After talking about his daughter, Mrs. Wang glanced at his son's room sadly, and sighed, his daughter has grown up, but his son is still many years away from Jiguan. , The most important thing is that when he is old, he does not necessarily grow up.

  Wang has been working hard to make Zhao Erlang recognize words, but with little success. Since he went to the military camp, his study has been postponed indefinitely. Until now, he can only barely recognize a few words.

   Zhao Hanzhang did not worry about this. After getting up early the next morning and practicing sword in the yard, she went to bathe and change clothes, and then went to have breakfast.

  Because the Wang family is there, they are used by the family for breakfast, and Fu Tinghan is also there.

   Mrs. Wang smiled and asked Fu Tinghan to use the porridge. She turned her head and saw her son who was eating the steamed buns. After a while, he thought about it and said, "Erlang, do you want to go to the school with your mother today to learn a few words?"

   Zhao Erlang shook his head again and again.

  Wang shi frowned, and looked at Zhao Hanzhang with disapproval, "Sanniang, Erlang should still recognize some words, otherwise, don't say official documents in the future, and I won't even be able to communicate with you."

   Zhao Hanzhang said: "He is literate, but he can't force it. Don't worry, Auntie, Zhao is smart and clever by his side. I have been teaching him, and he will read official documents and letters to Erlang in the future."

   She raised her head and glanced at Lu Hu who was waiting outside, and said to Zhao Erlang, "You and Lu Hu will follow Zhao Cai to read when you are free, and you can recognize as many as you can."

   Zhao Erlang grimaced, but he didn't dare to fool his sister like he did his mother, so he could only nod his head.

  Fu Tinghan glanced at him and said to him, "Let me teach you, you are very smart. Let's find out the pattern of characters together, which may be more efficient."

   (end of this chapter)