Wei and Jin Cooks

Chapter 79: smart people

   Chapter 79 Smart People

   "Naturally not," Zhao Song said proudly: "There are no more than ten fortresses in the world like my Zhao's fortresses."

   In other words, among all the castles in the world, the Zhao family can rank in the top ten.

   And how many docks are there in the world?

   Even if there are not tens of thousands, there will always be five, six, seven or eight thousand.

   Zhao Hanzhang couldn't help but sigh, "The fifth uncle is really amazing."

   Zhao Shao shook his head, "This is all the work of your grandfather. If it wasn't for him, the Zhao family wouldn't be able to build a dock like this."

   As the patriarch, Zhao Changyu certainly couldn't just see his own interests.

   The power in his hands is divided into two parts in the eyes of Zhao Song and others, one part is completely in his own hands, and this part should be inherited by Zhao Zhongyu now;

  The other is Zhao's Wubao, which is managed by Zhao Song, but in fact, it belongs to the Zhao clan.

However, Zhao Changyu has always made the most money, and Fang Ce also made it. For example, Zhao Song quietly told Zhao Hanzhang, "When Emperor Hui ascended the throne, because your grandfather persuaded Emperor Wu to abolish Emperor Hui, Empress Jia hated your grandfather deeply and put you on the throne. When my grandfather was demoted, your grandfather wrote to me at that time, saying that the relatives have more power, and I am afraid that the country will be in chaos in the future. If I have the ability, I will gather more refugees, which will not only give them a way out, but also ensure the safety of the Zhao family."

   Zhao Hao took Zhao Hanzhang across the main street to their old house, and led her to the viewing platform, where you can overlook the entire Zhaoshiwu Fort.

   This is the main residence of the Zhao family, and no one dares to occupy it.

   Zhao Hao pointed to the Wubao, which is almost equivalent to a small county, and said: "More than half of the people in this Wubao are refugees who have been gathered in the past ten years."

   He said: "The fortress of Zhao's Wu is today thanks to your grandfather's foresight and ability."

   To raise so many people, of course, we can't just rely on the output of the fields at the beginning. The gap is all made up by Zhao Changyu alone.

  The whole clan knew this, so Zhao Changyu's death made them so sad.

   Lost the helmsman at the helm, and no one knows what the future of the Zhao family will be like.

   Zhao Song was worried, and felt that Zhao Zhongyu was far inferior to Zhao Changyu, and Zhao Ji was far inferior to Zhao Zhongyu, and Zhao's future was worrying.

But there is no need to tell Zhao Hanzhang about these troubles. He suppressed his worries, turned his head and said to Zhao Hanzhang with a smile: "This is the main house. Although your uncle's family inherited the title, Erlang is still the eldest son and eldest grandson of the long house. This is your family. No one can take it away.”

   "Shang Cai is a little farther from the bottom. If something goes wrong, we will be out of reach," Zhao Song said. "You move back here. There is still a study left by your grandfather here. It is also cheaper for Fu Dalang-Jun and Erlang to study here."

Zhao Hanzhang still refused, "I heard that my father prefers Shang Cai, and even Erlang was born in Shang Cai. I was still young when he left, but my love for my father has never been less, and I want to live in Shang Cai. Cai kept filial piety for his grandfather."

   She smiled and said, "You can bring some books, I hope Fifth Uncle will agree."

"That's a book left by your ancestors, so you can naturally take it to read," Zhao Song said with a smile after thinking about it for a while, "Alright, Erlang can't read the book. When he becomes a biological child, it will take a long time for the child to read these books. During this time, when Lord Fu Dalang was there, it doesn't mean that these books were buried."

Zhao Hanzhang understood his hint, and said clearly: "There is nothing to do with filial piety, apart from copying scriptures for grandfather and father to pray for blessings, Lord Fu Dalang and I will tidy up the study, copy as many books as possible, and prepare more sets for Erlang. , so as not to lose anything that has been moved around.”

  The two sides reached a consensus, and they smiled at each other with satisfaction.

   Zhao Hao couldn't help sighing again when he returned home, "If only Erlang could have Sanniang's intelligence, half of it would be fine."

   Zhao Ming asked: "My father thinks who is smarter, Sanniang or Zhizhi?"

   Zhao Hao thought for a while and then said, "Youth out of blue is better than blue. Governance doesn't have this transparency and forbearance at her age."

   Speaking of forbearance, Zhao Song couldn't help but think more.

   He paused and asked, "How is the gift you prepared?"

   "It's all packed up."

   Zhao Song thought for a while and said, "They are having a hard time. Let's put more money in the cage. Ji Yuan actually followed Sanniang, so he can't be wronged."

  Although they are maximizing their interests with Zhao Zhongyu, it is impossible for Ji Yuan to pass through the chaotic place and return to Zhao Zhongyu's side. That being the case, let Sanniang try to keep people behind.

   "Ji Yuan has great talents, and he knows the foundation of our Zhao family, so he must keep people."

   Zhao Ming asked: "What if you can't keep it?"

   Zhao Hao said angrily: "I can't keep it apart from sending people away with a huge sum of money? Can you be mad at me all day long?"

   Zhao Ming: "Father, my son's question is to make you think about all the bad results. This is for your own good, not to be angry with you."

   He muttered: "Looking at what you said, I thought you were going to kill him, and if you didn't get it, you would destroy others."

  Zhao Zhao saw that he arranged himself like this, so he was so angry that he was looking for something to smash him.

   Zhao Ming had noticed in advance, got up and ran away.

   Zhao Hanzhang and Fu Tinghan were visiting Zhao's study. They said it was a study, but it was actually a study. There were two floors up and down.

   Pushing the door and entering, one of the banquet halls has a low table and mats, and a screen on the right hand side. Behind the screen is a wooden couch.

   On the left hand side are five rows of bookshelves, the bookshelves are full of books, the last row of bookshelves is followed by stairs, there is also a wooden couch on the second floor, and the rest are all bookshelves.

   Don't look at the many bookshelves, but only half of the books are paper books, and the rest are full of characters on silk cloth and bamboo slips.

   Zhao Hanzhang took out a scroll and opened it, reached out and touched the words on it, and only recognized the words in his memory.

  Fu Tinghan also flipped through the memories in his mind, and sighed: "If we hadn't had the memory of the original body, we would have become semi-literate by looking at these bamboo slips."

   He looked at Zhao Hanzhang, "I heard that Mr. Zhao read a lot of books in the library, especially proficient in literature and history books. Do these libraries have any records?"

   Zhao Hanzhang stretched out his hand to take it, glanced at it, and found that it was written about Sima Yi keeping a low profile in Cao Wei.

   She raised her eyebrows slightly, curled it up and said, "I can learn from it."

   Now they are also little Miaomiao, and they also need to stay a little longer.

   "But Mr. Zhao is very domineering today." She was talking about her pulling Zhao Hu to be buried with her.

   Zhao Hanzhang apologized, "I didn't hold back my temper for a while, next time you remind me."

  Fu Tinghan couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled, "If you really don't want to change it, don't change it." Can it still be Teacher Zhao?

  Zhao Hanzhang looked at the books in this study and was eager to move. She had been a librarian for two years and had a natural love for books.

  It's a pity that so many books are left here and ashes, she rolled up her sleeves and greeted Fu Tinghan, "Let's go, let's collect some books and go."

See you tonight

  

  

   (end of this chapter)

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