"Ying Kuo~~~"

As soon as he saw Sikong Yi away, Zhao Kuo walked into the courtyard and saw his mother holding a wooden stick screaming. Zhao Kuo shivered, and Zhao's mother said angrily: "What did I say to you before? I said not to talk about political affairs, don't say rude words! What did you say to her?! She was in a hurry to leave without even receiving the gift?" Seeing her mother approaching step by step, Zhao Kuo realized that something big was not good.

Traitors have appeared beside me.

Zhao Kuo looked at the traitor who was standing aside, eating fruit and smiling. He quickly stepped forward, raised the traitor, blocked him in front of him, and directly used him as a shield to block the stick in his mother's hand. The little guy was raised by his father like this, screaming, but to no avail. Zhao's mother just looked at the father and son angrily. Zhao Kuo coughed a few times before saying, "Mother! I don't think she is angry!"

"Oh?" Zhao's mother was stunned. As a mother, she knew her son very well. Although the son had changed drastically over the years, she could still see through her son's thoughts. Many times, Zhao Kuo smiled and spoke to others, but only Zhao's mother could see the troubles and sadness he had hidden deep. At this moment, she suddenly realized that her son seemed to be a little irresistible?

Zhao's mother slowly put down the stick in her hand, squinted her eyes, and asked, "What do you think, what do you think?"

"It's great... I'm pretty and kind... well... Mother?"

Zhao's mother suddenly laughed and threw away the wooden stick in her hand. She was very happy and walked forward, with light flashing in her eyes. "Really?" Zhao Kuo took a step back and nodded. Zhao's mother laughed and said, "Okay, it's great!" She nodded and hurried towards the door. Just as she walked to the door, she remembered something, raised her face again, and looked at Zhao Kuo.

"What's going on with your clothes?"

Zhao Kuo looked down and said, "Okay, the new clothes I just wore in the morning are now muddy. Just now, Zhao's mother was just anxious about her daughter-in-law's affairs, but she didn't notice it. Zhao Kuo hurriedly said, "I'm going to help Pinggong again...", Zhao's mother was furious, "How many times have I told you? If you want to help, can't you change your clothes first?"

"Mother...I'll pay attention next time."

"Before I come back, wash the clothes clean! Let you know how tired you are to wash clothes! Avoid getting tired again... Cough." Zhao's mother didn't say anything else, glared at Zhao Kuo fiercely. Zhao Kuo sighed, lowered his head, put down Zhao Zheng. The little guy stood on the ground and grinned happily. Zhao's mother pointed at him and said seriously: "And you! Eat a fruit clothes with you? Go and wash clothes with your father!"

"Huh?" Zhao Zheng looked at his eldest mother in a daze. Suddenly, the fruit in his hand stopped fragrant.

Zhao's mother walked out of the courtyard and hurriedly asked to prepare the carriage. Ge is now Zhao Kuo's driver, but he can no longer drive for Zhao's mother. Zhao's mother hurriedly ordered her retainers to rush to Xu Li's house in Handan.

In the courtyard, the father and son squatted in front of the bucket and were rubbing their clothes hard. Zhao Kuo looked desperate. Because Zhao's mother's instructions, no one came to him until now. If someone came to look for him, he could use this as an excuse to escape. The little guy next to him was even more so. He pouted and looked aggrieved. After washing for a moment, he looked at Zhao Kuo with grievance, and then he started to act coquettishly and said, "Father~~~"

"I won't wash it, I'll wash it myself, you traitor!"

Zhao Kuo didn't even look at him, so he told him what he thought.

"Father~~~"

"It's useless to act coquettishly."

"My hand seems to be broken..."

“You can get better by washing your clothes.”

“Wow~~”

"Cry, continue to wash after crying."

After the hard work was fruitless, the little guy had to continue to wash his clothes. Zhao Kuo quickly finished his clothes. Although it might not be clean, he shook the clothes hard, and then hung up. He walked to the little guy again. The little guy wiped his tears and was rubbing his clothes hard. Zhao Kuo smiled and picked him up, found a wooden mat, sat down, put the little guy on his knees, and began to help him wash.

The little guy sat in his arms and watched him wash his clothes seriously.

"Zheng... Look, how difficult it is for your eldest mother. It's such a cold day. Every time we help us wash clothes and soak our hands in water, we must pay attention in the future and we can't get our clothes dirty anymore..."

"I get it...father?"

"Um?"

"The person who came today gave me armor. The armor was like yours, with armor pieces, patterns, and tigers..."

"Oh... it turned out that it was given by her, I thought it was..."

"I have armor. From now on, I can fight with you. I want to protect you!"

"Hahaha, protect me? Let's talk big when you're not afraid of the domestic dog in the countryside."

"Father?"

"Um?"

"Di Gong said that you had captured the enemy's general in many people. Is this true?"

"Um."

"Father?"

"Um?"

"Will she become my mother when the person who came today?"

"Maybe."

"After we finish washing, let's go and help Mr. Ping?"

"OK."

Zhao Kuo soon took the little guy into Pinggong's courtyard. Pinggong walked in the courtyard and whispered to chat with his deceased family. He saw Ma Fujun holding Ma Fuzi, who was still holding some corn in Ma Fuzi's arms and walked into his own courtyard. Pinggong laughed, hurriedly stepped forward, took the little guy from Zhao Kuo's arms. The little guy called out to Dafu sweetly, and then handed him the "gift".

Gong Ping hugged the little guy tightly, and tears filled his eyes. He laughed loudly, and his tears couldn't stop falling.

Zhao Kuo followed the little guy to visit several neighbors, including the craftsman Du. Zhao Zheng liked Du very much. Du was very kind and he liked children very much. He often made some toys for him. Because he couldn't see it, he could only grop the little guy's face and smiled blankly. Zhao Kuo just looked at him. Du's eyesight became worse and worse, and because of his age, his hearing became worse.

Unless he yelled in his ear, he could not hear any sound. He could have seen something vaguely, but now he could not see anything. Fortunately, he lived in the horse costume all his life, and even if he couldn't see it, he could still fumble forward. The horse costume people respected him very much, and people often came to help him, sneak into his courtyard and left some food. After finding these foods, the kind Du would give it to other poor people.

Zhao Kuo respects the sages of this era very much. Similarly, he respects these kind-hearted and kind poor people. Du, who is disabled, is more respectable in Zhao Kuo's eyes than those big-bellied nobles. Du made a few small toys and hugged the little guy. He seemed to remember his children. Du was not married, but he adopted many children, and the boys he adopted... all the boys died in battle.

There are only a few girls who are already married, and they often come to visit Du with their children.

Zhao Kuo took the little guy to these places, and then took his hand and walked towards the school room. As the two walked, Zhao Kuo said, "There are many such people in the world who need help. Now you are in Mafu Township, so you must make these people live better. If you are in Handan in the future, you must let the entire county town have a full meal. If one day you can help the whole world, I hope you don't just think about yourself, don't just think about the country..."

"These people in the country are the root of this country. If you can help everyone, then everyone will support you and love you. No one will hate you, and no one will want to hurt you. However, kind people are also easily exploited by bad people. Therefore, you must distinguish between good and evil..."

"Goodness is not cowardice, benevolence is not stupidity. Kind people can use courage, and benevolent people can draw out their swords to stop the evil people!"

The little guy seemed to understand but just nodded.

"I'll tell you a story."

"OK."

"A long time ago, there was a monarch, and the tribes were fighting in a melee. The king defeated all the enemies and built an unprecedented country. So, he wanted more. He did not cherish the people's strength, built the most luxurious tombs, frequently recruited the people to serve, built the Great Wall and roads for him, and continued to attack the surrounding areas, hoping to make his country bigger..."

"The people lived a very hard life, and they could not forget the hatred of the country's demise... After the death of this king, rebellions occurred everywhere. In the end, this glorious country was destroyed, and the people still could not avoid war... Later, the king adopted the method of rest and recuperation, no longer large-scale conquests and labor service, and did not send troops outside the border for the time being. It took several generations of time to defeat the outside enemies and establish a glorious era..."

When the story was finished, Zhao Kuo walked into the courtyard. The little guy looked around and finally found Han Fei. He hurried over and sat in Han Fei's arms. Zhao Kuo sat in the upper position and seriously told everyone about his knowledge. This time, the knowledge he talked about was not complicated, but only about how the king should make the country stronger and how to avoid the demise of the country. His center was placed on the people.

Unlike Mencius's people-oriented idea, Zhao Kuo did not rely on the moral cultivation of officials to protect the people, but used strict laws to protect the people.

The little guy couldn't understand. He sat in Han Fei's arms and fell asleep soon. In his dream, he seemed to dream of the story his father told.

......

When Sikong Yi sat on the ox cart, he was speechless, absent-minded, blind, and didn't know what he was thinking. The ox cart stopped and her mother was already waiting in the courtyard. Sikong Yi walked down from the ox cart, but she was still a little dazed. Her mother also had a surname of Sikong, because her good man Xu Li was of low origin and took her official position as her surname, so she was named the Xu Sikong, so his daughter and wife were both named Sikong.

This is the same as Bai Qi's descendants' surname Wu'an and Zhao Kuo's descendants' surname Ma.

And this slightly fat lady is not from a simple background. She is a member of the Zhao family. She is a female member of the Zhao family. If she is included in her seniority, she should be the sister of the King of Zhao. When Xu Li fought with Zhao She and made military achievements, Zhao She personally recommended him, so the office was to win him over and take him as her son-in-law. Sikong Yi's mother asked, "Did you send the winter clothes? Does Mrs. Ying like it?"

Mrs. Sikong stretched out her hand and rubbed Xu Li's feet. Looking at the dense wounds on his feet, she asked with some distress: "You took off your shoes and went into the water again?"

"You made this shoe for me... I'm afraid it will be broken..."

"You stupid boy!" Mrs. Sikong cursed, but her eyes looked at Xu Li even more gentle.

ps: Ersanzi, I suddenly received a notice last night that the whole county has been out of power today. I stayed up late last night and wrote half a chapter on my phone in the morning. Then I finished writing... I don’t know when the call will come.
Chapter completed!