Wei and Jin Cooks

   Chapter 38 Taking advantage of the situation

  Fu Tinghan was a little worried and said in a low voice: "Fu Zhong... My grandfather said that the King of the East Sea is a little crazy now."

   "I know, but my grandfather has an excellent reputation. It's just that he is still alive. The King of the East Sea can throw dirty water on him, but now... no matter how domineering he is, he has to take care of the world."

   Zhao Hanzhang gambled that the King of the East Sea did not dare to directly oppose the clan clan, and he still needed that little bit of fame to maintain the political balance.

   She took out the memorial in her arms and handed it to him, "Let's go before it's dawn."

   Zhao Ji squeezed up and asked in a low voice, "Nephew, when you came, did your grandfather mention the situation outside?"

  Fu Tinghan said: "Grandfather is already contacting the courtiers and plans to enter the palace to give advice at dawn."

   Zhao Zhongyu frowned when he heard the words, "Then you came to my Zhao family, wasn't it sent by your grandfather?"

  Fu Tinghan did not answer directly, but said: "Grandfather Zhao is seriously ill, and I was worried about his health, so I went to Uncle Zhao to bring me in."

   Zhao Zhongyu pondered and looked at Zhao Hanzhang, "Sanniang, let Changrong take Dalang and Erlang out, just in case."

   Zhao Sanniang lowered her eyes and thought for a while, then raised her head to look at Zhao Erlang, "Erlang, are you leaving?"

Although Zhao Erlang was ignorant, he also knew that his grandfather had just passed away, and his face was still full of tears. He shook his head repeatedly, stepped back into his mother's arms, pulled her and refused to leave, "I want to be with A-Niang. sister together."

Zhao Hanzhang nodded and said to Zhao Zhongyu, "Uncle and grandfather, grandfather has already paved the way for us. As a son of the Zhao family, I can weigh the pros and cons, but I can't be timid. Erlang will stay and follow me after dawn. Let's report the funeral together."

   Zhao Zhongyu frowned, pursed his lips and was silent for a moment, then said to Fu Tinghan, "Then Lao Changrong will send the memorial."

   No more mention of taking Zhao Dalang away.

  Fu Tinghan responded and went to see Zhao Hanzhang worriedly.

   Zhao Hanzhang whispered: "Don't worry, I'll be fine."

Fu Tinghan took out the handkerchief and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said in a low voice, "Sorry and change, don't be too sad, you will feel a lot better if you sleep. Think about it, you still have family by your side, don't you? ?"

   Zhao Hanzhang looked at him.

  Fu Tinghan smiled at her, "Doesn't it make you feel much better when you think about it this way?"

   Zhao Hanzhang looked at the tears in his eyes and nodded slightly, "Yes, don't laugh if you don't want to laugh."

The smile on Fu Tinghan's face disappeared, he reached out and took the person into his arms, patted her on the back soothingly, and whispered: "I understand this feeling, I thought you would never experience it again... "

  I just didn't expect that she would have such affection for Zhao Changyu after only one month in this world that she cried so much.

  The Zhao family watched them silently, and didn't say anything to stop them, but... this was too discordant.

   Zhao Hanzhang was a little surprised when he heard his whisper, "You..."

   She looked at him and asked in a low voice, "We knew each other before?"

  Fu Tinghan didn't answer her, got up with the memorial, "I'll let you know when you're safe, I'll go first."

   Zhao Hanzhang hurriedly got up and sent him out. Zhao Ji glanced at his father, followed him, and said politely: "My nephew, I will entrust the affairs of my Zhao family to you and your in-laws."

   Fu Tinghan glanced at Zhao Hanzhang, nodded and replied, "Okay."

   Zhao Hanzhang looked at Zhao Ju, who was beside him, his eyes were red, and he was hesitant to say anything to Zhao Hanzhang, but he still remembered Ji Yuan's advice, and he didn't say anything under Zhao Ji's eyes.

   Zhao Hanzhang's eyes were also red, she whispered: "You are outside, everything obeys Fu Dalangjun's orders."

   "Wait," Zhao Ji frowned, and whispered to Zhao Ju: "After we go out, call our family's personnel outside the house to obey orders. Once the soldiers from outside the house rush in, you will immediately come to the rescue."

   Zhao Ju looked at Zhao Hanzhang.

   Zhao Hanzhang nodded calmly and emphasized: "Listen to Lord Fu Dalang and Mr. Ji."

   Zhao Ju understood, listen to Fu Dalangjun and Mr. Ji first, and then listen to Zhao Ji if there is no conflict.

   Zhao Ju took Fu Tinghan away after clasping his fists in salute.

  Fu Tinghan looked back at Zhao Hanzhang when he walked out of the courtyard, and then strode away.

   They didn't die in the elevator, let alone die here. He didn't think they had such good luck. They could change places and bodies and start over.

Fu Tinghan didn't return overnight, and the people who sent out could not find anyone else. Fu Zhen was anxiously walking around in the study, thinking about it, he had a heart attack and couldn't help but get angry, "These two big people are only near Zhao's house. How many paths are there? Why can't I find it?"

   "Lord Lang, Lord Lang is back." The housekeeper immediately opened the door to welcome Fu Tinghan in.

  Fu Zhen turned around immediately and saw that Fu Tinghan was healthy and had no pain or injury, so he asked with a sullen face, "Where have you been this night?"

  Fu Tinghan took out the memorial that he had been holding in his arms, and said sadly, "Grandfather, grandfather Zhao passed away."

  Fu Zhen was shocked, "What did you say?"

  Fu Tinghan presented the memorial to Fu Zhi, Fu Zhi quickly took it with a white face, opened the document and glanced at ten lines, but for a moment, he couldn't help but burst into tears, "Confused, confused, why is this, why is this..."

   Fu Tinghan also had tears in his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Tomorrow, the Zhao family will go out to report the funeral, and I will ask my grandfather to help lift the military ban outside his house."

  Fu Zheng clenched the memorial in his hand, wiped away his tears and asked the staff beside him, "What time is it?"

   "It's almost five."

  Fu Zhi said: "Change clothes and prepare to enter the palace."

   Fu Tinghan breathed a sigh of relief, took two steps back and stood aside.

  Fu Zhen thought for a while and said, "I remember that the eyebrows of the Wang family came to visit you not long ago?"

  Fu Tinghan was stunned for a moment and then nodded, "I'm not familiar with him, so he should have been entrusted by Hanzhang to see me."

  Fu Zhen glanced at him, "Hanzhang?"

   Only then did Fu Tinghan realize that he was talking bald, he opened his mouth and said, "It's Sanniang's small words."

  Fu Zhen nodded and said, "Since the brothers and sisters of the Wang family are close to Sanniang, I will invite them to the Zhao residence today."

   He touched the memorial in his hand and said: "Although Changyu's memorial says that this matter was provoked by people with ulterior motives, but whether the emperor and the King of Donghai really did not participate, no one knows except themselves."

"And if you don't participate, it doesn't mean you don't know," Fu Zhen said, "I may not be able to meet the emperor and the East Sea King smoothly, so we have to do more preparations. Wang Xuan is the leader of this generation of young people, and he can be a good arm. ."

"Today is weak, and he needs the clansmen and clan to rely on the most at this time, that is, the East Sea King, at this time he doesn't dare to tear his face with the clan clan and clan, so as long as you can ask them to help, whether it is the emperor or the East Sea King, you will be scruples one or two. ."

Fu Zhen looked down at the memorial in his hand, and felt sad in his heart, "If Changyu were alive, this strategy might not work, and it might even anger the King of the East Sea, but his death will make his life tragic, and the Zhao family's life will be opened. Ninety percent."

   Not counting Zhao Changyu's life, this strategy can be described as the best strategy, no one can think of this strategy except him.

   See you at 8pm

   (end of this chapter)