Daddy!"

Taro is now energetic and makes people feel headache.

As soon as Chen An arrived home, he threw away Huahua and ran over, "Dad, you promised to go out!"

Well!

Chen An forgot about this, and he touched the top of Taro's head, "Ask your mother to go, your mother will make arrangements."

"Mom said I was a debt collector, Dad, what is a debt collector?"

The father and son went in together. Zhuang Laoshi looked at the tall and short father and son from behind, and couldn't help but sigh: "In another ten years, the eldest son will be able to establish a family."

Dalangjun, who is a household in the front door, is still a curious child at this moment, and he keeps asking questions.

"The debt collector... means that children are the debts of their parents. When you give birth to you, you must teach you well, so that you can support yourself and not harm the world."

"Damn the world? Dad, my mother said I'm harming Huahua."

Chen An glanced at Huahua following behind him and felt that the dog was so pitiful.

First there was fruit fruit, then taro, and edamame.

The three children have taken turns to make trouble over the years, and it is really not easy for this dog to survive until now.

After entering the inner yard, Yang Zhuoxue squatted beans next to him with her edamame in her arms.

"What's wrong?"

Maodou looked a little depressed, Chen An went over and saw that, okay, Maodou actually pulled a few pieces on the ground.

"The official is back?" Yang Zhuoxue stood up, "It seems that the edamame has a bad spleen and stomach. The doctor said that he would smell bad..."

It turns out that I want to sniff it!

Chen An squatted down and leaned over and inhale hard.

Once, twice, three times...

"Is it smelly?" Yang Zhuoxue felt that his sense of smell seemed to be a problem.

"It's not stinky." Chen An reached out and said, "Come a branch to see if there are any insects."

Later, he took the branches and pulled the pieces apart. After searching carefully for a long time, he said happily: "No insects."

The child did not notice the parasite, which was good news. Chen An turned around and saw Tao looking disgusted, "What's wrong?"

"Dad, it smells so smelly!"

Taro covered his nose, "My brother is the smelliest!"

"Then you go and smell it?" Chen An acted to pull him.

"No!" Taro turned around and ran away.

"Smelly!"

Maodou also jumped in his mother's arms and shouted.

Very happy little brat!

Chen An felt that it was not easy to be a parent, and his child's stool should be regarded as a rare treasure and carefully observed it and sniffed it.

If the doctor said that he would taste what the child’s babe tasted to distinguish the symptoms, Chen An felt that he would not hesitate at all, so he would taste it carefully like eating delicious food.

"Emodoo, you're so smelly!"

Guoguo is here and is disgusting loudly.

"Not smelly! Aunt, eat it, eat it!"

The aunt and nephew were laughing and making fun of each other, Zhao Wuwu is here, "Mr., the king is here."

What are you doing?

The weather is good, Chen An is in a better mood.

He hummed a song all the way to the front yard and saw Zhao Xu and Governor Zhou talking.

"…Then why don't you go to the academy?"

"Dad said that in the future, let the villain drive the car for the little man and the little lady, it would be in vain to go to the academy."

Governor Zhou looked for granted, and he could not see any depression that could not realize his life value.

This is the rule of this era.

"Don't you want to be an official?" Zhao Xu probably wanted to tease Governor Zhou, so he asked a question with a trap.

It was Chen An who allowed him to study. If he wanted to be an official, he would be suspected of being ungrateful. If he didn't want to, he would be without great ambitions.

"I don't want to." Governor Zhou said frankly: "The villain thinks this is good."

"Those officials are so proud! They have horses and money to spend. When they go out, they have to be respectful. Don't you like it?"

Governor Zhou thought for a while, "The villain also has horses and horses, and money, so respectfully... The husband said that even though the people were respectful to the officials, they would mostly call them bastards behind their backs. When the officials saw the people being respectful, they were naturally proud, but they were actually the emperor's new clothes..."

"What emperor's new clothes?" Zhao Xu felt that Chen An was choreographing the emperor.

"It was an emperor in ancient times, all day long... Everyone said that the emperor's clothes were so beautiful, but in the end, an unknown child shouted, saying that the emperor was not wearing clothes."

After the story was told, Zhao Xu looked entangled.

Well!

Zhao Xu's problems not only did not stump General Zhou, but instead trapped himself in.

He is the prince, and the people scolded officials as bastards behind their backs, and even teased the emperor, you prince, should you express your feelings?

Zhao Xu was a little uncomfortable and fooled: "Your husband is talking nonsense."

"Ahem!"

Is it embarrassing to say bad things about others on the spot and be caught?

Zhao Xu smiled and said, "There are so quarrels outside, you can still sit at home."

Chen An nodded, and Governor Zhou bowed and said goodbye.

After he left, Chen An frowned and said, "Do you want this face if you say something bad about someone behind your back?"

"You have said bad things about officials and emperors behind your back. Do you want your life?"

Zhao Xu suddenly envied Chen An, "You dare to be enemies with the scholars and officials in the world, but the officials dare not, nor the prime ministers dare, otherwise Wen Yanbo would be so free."

"That's because they put themselves in a cage."

Every era has its own rules, and people must live in these rules. The rules of the Song Dynasty were that the scholars and officials were awesome, the scholars and officials were full of blood, and the scholars and officials...

This is the ancestral system. Starting from Emperor Taizu, a series of emperors endorsed the ancestral system. By the time of Zhao Shu, he was considered a rebellious emperor, but he had to be moderate in his own way, so he was still dancing in the big frame.

But Chen An didn't go in at all.

He was squatting on the side, squinting his eyes, which seemed pure and harmless. But in fact, he was digging a hole.

"I felt trapped in the imperial city. I thought it out, but I could do nothing."

Zhao Xu looked a little depressed, which surprised Chen An, "Will you be depressed?"

"Can't it?" Zhao Xu thought this question was stupid.

"You are so dark and melancholy, and you look like a wolf showing your kindness at a sheep." Chen An really wanted to draw down Zhao Xu's appearance at this moment and show him how dark his son was.

Zhao Xu, who smiled proudly, said: "You have to learn both joy, anger, sorrow and happiness. Sorrow is not just about crying, but also about silent sobs that can touch people's hearts..."

Damn!

This is a spirit!

Chen An asked, "Yuan Ze poked a hornet's nest today. What do you say in the palace?"

"He made Wen Yanbo look down on the street, and even Qiao Er said that this person was cruel enough..." Zhao Xu thought about the chicken legs he had prepared before, and felt that the taste could not be tasted at all, and it was colorless and tasteless.

"The official family has eaten an extra bowl of rice."

This is a positive signal.

Chen An thought about it and it seemed that when Zhao Shu stood up, his belly would be wearing clothes, becoming more majestic.

It is inevitable to gain weight in middle age, don’t blame me!

"Lu Hui was reported to have smashed a lot of things on the spot. In the end, the shopkeeper of the restaurant said with a bitter face and said that he could only pay the money with a bad face."

"I bet this is Yuanze's arrangement." Zhao Xu praised: "His plan is always so satisfying."

"I have prepared some things, so I can at least make them happy." Chen An smiled very purely.

...

Wen Yanbo returned home and saw a son kneeling in front of the study room. He snorted coldly and then entered the study room.

He spread out a piece of paper and began to write.

"Alang, Sima Jianyuan asked for a meeting."
To be continued...