Everything was settled, and Zhang Changzong handed over the military power to control the left and right guards. He just cared about the Jinwu Guard. The affairs suddenly decreased a lot, and the temperature was no longer so high. Mrs. Zheng could go south, but she was still in the village. Zhang Changzong took some time to pick up people in person.

As he entered the house in a dusty manner, the old lady sat peacefully in the hall, setting a small stove in front of her, cooking tea, and sitting next to her, Baoning was putting things into the tea soup with a focused look under Mrs. Zheng's guidance. In a trance, Zhang Changzong couldn't help but remember when he was a child. At that time, when he was a child, he felt that the tea soup cooked by Mrs. Zheng was better than that of Ah Niang and her sister-in-law, so he pestered Mrs. Zheng to teach him. When Mrs. Zheng taught him, it seemed that this scene was the same.

The scene of that day seemed to be still in front of him, but he had grown up, as a husband and a father, and the child taught by Mrs. Zheng became his daughter. For a moment, Zhang Changzong felt mixed emotions and his eyes became a little hot: "Madam, Baoning!"

The old and the young turned their heads together. Baoning was very happy to see his father whom he hadn't seen for more than a month. He jumped up and jumped onto his father: "Aye!"

Zhang Changzong naturally caught his little baby, regardless of the dust, leaned over and kissed her first, and smiled happily: "Do you want Aye?"

"I thought about it! Where is Aye? Do you think of your daughter?"

A pair of black grape-like eyes looked at his father drippingly. Zhang Changzong raised his head and laughed: "I think about it! I'm thinking every day! So, has the baby completed the task assigned by his mother?"

As he said that, he put down his daughter. Baoning naturally patted his breasts and promised: "Aye, my daughter is good at accompanying Zuzu!"

"That's good, I'll give you a reward when I go back!"

"good!"

Baoning responded happily, took his father's hand to see Mrs. Zheng. Zheng smiled and said, "I come to hug the child in dust, and I'm not afraid of being dirty! Now that I'm fine, both the father and daughter are dirty. Come and take the little lady down to change the wash. I know you must be unpatiful and take your time. Look at the dusty body, go down and wash it up, and then come over to drink tea and drink it when you come."

"Oh, my wife hasn't drunk for a long time, I've thought about it. My wife will wait for me for a while."

As he said that, he turned around and changed it.

After changing his clean clothes, washing his head and face, Baoning had already changed. He sat on Mrs. Zheng's right hand, and had his seat on his left hand. There was a small table in front of the table, with a tea bowl on it. He picked it up and took a sip. The temperature was right, and the taste was still the same. It was so missed by people. It was squinting with sip. It was so comfortable that I squinted my eyes.

Zheng smiled and looked at the almost identical movements and expressions of the father and daughter, and the smile on her face became a little deeper. After the father and daughter finished a bowl each, they asked someone to pour it on Zhang Changzong, and then asked: "Is the matter in Beijing finished?"

Zhang Changzong smiled and said, "The new king ascended the throne, and the big thing has been decided. I can't use me. It's time for me to go to Mrs. Zheng to be filial."

Mrs. Zheng didn't know him yet, and ignored his usual hippie smile and smiled: "Even if you act well, I will suffer this well."

Zhang Changzong bowed with a smile: "Thank you, my wife, don't dislike me."

Mrs. Zheng said in a daze: "You have been like this since you were a child and have gotten used to it."

Zhang Changzong laughed loudly, not ashamed, and said a few more words, and then said, "Ah Liu is empty. I will ask her and Ah Song to escort your wife south. If you are afraid of a typhoon later, it will be difficult to go to the island."

Zheng nodded and said, "I have asked someone to pack my luggage. There is no place to prepare. You can rest and rest. We will set off again tomorrow."

"Here, thank you, my wife for being kind, but my wife still feels sorry for me."

"I am used to being good at acting good, don't ruin my Baoning."

Zheng was falsely angry, and Zhang Changzong pretended to be surprised: "Doesn't your wife like it?"

Zheng glanced at him lightly, smiled without saying a word, and asked him if he really wanted to be a bad example in front of children. Zhang Changzong beat him up and stopped talking nonsense.

He talked about his goodbye to Mrs. Zheng and Baoning, the old and the young. Zheng saw the fatigue that could not be hidden between Zhang Changzong's eyebrows. Although he was in good spirits, he still urged him to go to rest. She also knew the situation in the capital. Although she did not know everything, Zheng could roughly guess the hard work of Zhang Changzong in it.

Zhang Changzong thanked Zheng's sympathy and ran to sleep for a while. When he woke up, it was dark. He looked at the time. Baoning must have been asleep. The servants outside were waiting for him, and there was still porridge under the kitchen, so he waited for him to wake up and drink.

"Have you been asleep?"

Zhang Changzong asked the servant while drinking porridge. The servant replied, "Go back to my husband, the grandmother has not yet gone to bed, and is still waiting for my husband to come."

"That's it, I'll go over."

After saying that, Xili finished drinking a bowl of porridge, wiped his mouth and rinsed it over. Mrs. Zheng's house was still lit with the lights. Seeing him in, she smiled and signaled him to sit down.

"Mrs. Is there anything to say to my disciple?"

Zhang Changzong sat down and asked. Zheng nodded and said, "How did I hear about it in the village? This time the incident in Beijing was led by your mother-in-law and the King of Linzi?"

Zhang Changzong sighed and told Mrs. Zheng about what happened after he entered Beijing. Mrs. Zheng listened to him silently. After hearing this, she sighed, her eyes full of worry: "Liulang, what are your plans in the future?"

Zhang Changzong sighed again and smiled bitterly: "Madam, I don't know in my heart that I have to keep my mother-in-law. Otherwise, what's the point of working so hard for so many years, right?"

Zheng sighed, looked at him deeply, and said, "You are pushing yourself to the point of difficulty."

Zhang Changzong said: "It's probably time and life. At present, I can only take one step and see one step!"

Zheng was silent for a moment, and then said, "As you said, it seems that the prince is the King of Linzi?"

Zhang Changzong said: "It should be that. Among the participants in this palace transformation, my mother-in-law is the eldest princess, and no one can establish her. Although I have made contributions, I am a foreign minister, and the rest is the King of Linzi. When my disciples left the capital, a court official proposed to establish the King of Linzi as the crown prince. The King of Linzi was still rejected. He said that he should establish the eldest Prince of Song as the crown prince. However, King of Song... can only be said to be worthy of being the current son. He is cautious and smart, but he lacks courage and courage. Although the judges are good at the court officials, they are not the candidate for the crown prince. I see, and in the end they will fall on the King of Linzi."

Zheng changed color erectly: "Since you can see clearly, why can you still persist in retreat?"

Zhang Changzong sighed with emotion: "Madam, my mother-in-law is still in it, how can I retreat?"

"The kindness of a woman!"

Zheng rebuked, and Zhang Changzong only sighed but did not defend himself. He has been with Empress Zetian for so many years and is Shangguan Wan'er's apprentice. How could he have no political awareness at all? But because he knew, he dared not retreat. If he retreated, what should his family and his relatives do? Some things cannot be retreated just by wanting to retreat.

Mrs. Zheng glared at him, seeing him like that, but she couldn't bear to scold him, and sighed, "Then do you look like that?"

Zhang Changzong smiled faintly and said, "Madam, do you think I am like a surrender? I have plans in my heart. Please prepare for both hands. Don't worry, ma'am. I will never let you send a black-haired man...Oh!"

But he spoke too unrestrainedly, which made Zheng, who was always calm and self-controlled, was also angry and couldn't help but reach out and slapped him.

Zheng sighed and said, "It's good that you know it in your heart. You just need to remember that behind you, there are not only your mother-in-law, but also your brothers, your master, me, and Baoning. She is still so young, do you have the heart to bear it?"

Zhang Changzong grinned and said, "Don't worry, madam, I really know what I know in my heart."

"It's better to have a good idea!"

Zheng didn't say much. After all, it was his mother-in-law there, and he was very good to treat him since childhood. Liulang valued friendship and let him just watch it. That was something he could not do. Liulang was a smart person. She just wanted to mention some things and some words. When she really wanted to make a decision, she still needed to do it herself. She believed that he could handle it well. After all, there are few such good children in the world, right?

If it really doesn't work, just use your daughter to deal with him! If he faces his master, can he still dare to fool him?
Chapter completed!