From ancient times to the present, no one who loses power will live too well.

This is true when an emperor was usurped, his official position was replaced, and even the children of ordinary families were like this. If the elder who liked him suddenly disappeared, his life would plummet, and the eyes of people around him would change.

Not to mention this kind of merchant family that focuses on interests. If there is any accident with the elders, let alone the same surname or the same ancestor, as long as no one in this lineage can lift it up, they will inevitably be rolled.

This is true for Zhao Feng. The Zhao family has three rooms, from the grandfather of his grandfather. The big room represented by Zhao Tingjian; the second room represented by the third brother, that is, the second room represented by King Zhao Tingye of Jin, and the next one is their three rooms.

The Zhao family is lush with branches and leaves, not only these three rooms, but now it is the time when their grandfather's lineage is strong, so the entire Zhao family is mainly based on these three rooms.

More than 40 years ago, the second house was the most powerful. Zhao Guanghe, the father of King Zhao Tingye of Jin, had a unique vision and a kind person. In addition, he received the love and support of his grandfather, the second house was able to rise.

More than 20 years ago, something happened to Zhao Guanghe. The second wife was immediately excluded, and even the later queen of the Holy Dynasty was almost sent to marry. If Zhao Feng's grandfather had not broken through to the Central Realm of Yaoxing, helped the second wife, and helped the Xuanyuan family with restrictions, there would probably be no Holy Dynasty. In the past few years, her grandfather was about to break through to the Shang Dynasty of Yaoxing, but she had never suffered a thunder disaster, and the big wife began to gain power.

It was also the beginning of the big house's popularity that the three houses' life in the Zhao family became worse day by day.

Zhao Feng's parents were forced to take charge of some small business outside, while her younger brother was forced to go to a second-rate sect to learn from his master. Fortunately, her grandfather was prepared before the tribulation, leaving behind some property and property that others could not move to for Zhao Feng, so she barely saved the three bedrooms. Otherwise, she would probably have to be kicked out.

As for Zhao Tingye of the second dynasty, although the Holy Dynasty was constrained in many places since the establishment of the Holy Dynasty, he never thought of returning to the Zhao family. Instead, the Zhao family hoped that the King of Jin could give them a convenient business trip. In addition, although the Holy Dynasty was not well-founded, it was at least a court, and the people in the big house were too lazy to target him.

The most important thing is that few people in the second house stayed in Zhao's family.

Since the King of Jin went out, only a few old people who had worked hard with the second house were left. It was not very meaningful to target these old people, and Zhao Tingjian, who was in the big house, was not that small.

The only one left is Zhao Feng. Their three rooms have been frequently targeted, and they have even moved to the side courtyard. It would be fine if the food and clothing cost is not as good as before. This time, in order to target King Jin, she directly framed her son.

Zhao Qian sat in the room, holding a piece of white cloth in his hand and sewed it. The furniture around him looked a little old. More than ten years ago, these furniture were so precious that it was tighter, but not everything was more valuable as time went by. The things in the room were expensive in the past. But now, even ordinary households can own them.

It’s not that I dislike these things, but as a third-person in a big family, using these things is really not worthy of her identity.

King Jin walked into the side courtyard, which was not bad in the eyes of ordinary people. But in the eyes of King Jin, he felt a little worthless for his seventh sister.

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"It is said that the family, country and the world are all. Since the establishment of the Holy Dynasty, I have never come back and I don't care about the house. There are indeed some people in this family that I don't like, but there are also people who are good to our siblings!"

The King of Jin sighed and narrowed his eyes.

"Don't worry, you will never be bullied here in the future. I said! Since I am back this time, I will definitely make the origin and give Zhao a bright world! I will never allow Zhao to become a disaster for all the people in the world and be mournful to the world!"

Zhao Qian looked at his brother, with a look of shame on his face and forced a smile.

It’s not that she didn’t believe in King Jin, but in recent years, the couple had already used all their energy to support the third house. Now even their son can’t be kept, so they really can’t help King Jin. The only help that can give King Jin is to silently support him in their hearts.

King Jin looked at his sister's appearance and felt a little distressed. He knew what she was thinking, so he sighed and said, "Just believe me, by the way, let's talk about your current situation in recent years. For example, I will deal with your husband, your family, and family affairs."

Speaking of his family, Zhao Feng nodded and said, "You also know that my family is a son-in-law, and it was personally controlled by my grandfather. It is okay to have character or talent, and it is also very good for me..."

When King Jin heard this, he felt confused.

"Since he is good, why doesn't your son come here if something big happened to him?"

Zhao Feng said helplessly: "It's not that he doesn't care about his son, but that since my grandfather passed away, there has not been a single Shake Star Realm, and his status has plummeted. But there are still many people who want to survive. Many men in our lineage are gone, and the remaining orphans and widows cannot abandon them. As the eldest daughter of the third family, I must be responsible for the end. My younger brother is now learning art and can't help. So, if you want to survive, you must manage the business well. My family has been busy with business for many years. The business seems to be done well, but only we know the taste of each person. The money you earn is used to help people in our lineage, and you have to pay taxes from the court..."

Before Zhao Feng finished speaking, the King of Jin frowned.

"No, since the business is good, I know the taxes of the court best. In fact, it is not much, so it's not like this!"

"My family has always been obedient in business. The court does not have much taxes, but the taxes given to the big house are quite high."

"They also collect taxes?" King Jin was angry. He did not expect that Zhao Tingjian would be so shameless.

"Yeah, to put it bluntly, it's the protection fee. Now our three rooms do not have the Star Shake Realm. If you want to do business, you can only accept their protection. As for the few times you have mobilized the Star Shake Realm, it was all the ones that Grandpa forced to transfer when he was awake. Otherwise, they wouldn't listen to you."

This matter is like a tear of bitterness. It is obviously my own brothers, but they oppress each other and fight endlessly.

"If you do business, you can go to Chang'an, and the court will take back some important businesses in the future. As long as you don't bully others, you will be fooled, I can guarantee that no one dares to bully you." The King of Jin could only comfort him, then he thought about it and asked directly: "By the way, how many stars are there in the clan now?"

Zhao Feng thought for a while and said uncertainly: "When my grandfather was there, there were fifteen. Now there should be more, about twenty!"

"Hmph, when there is trouble in the world, they don't come out and are busy fighting in the internal struggle!" The King of Jin became more and more angry as he thought about it, and could only curse.

"Everyone is cleaning up the snow in front of the door, and he doesn't care about the frost on others. These people have nothing good!"

"Okay, let's talk about my nephew's relationship?"

When talking about this, Zhao Qian's face was covered with sorrow.

"Because my family's servant comes to my house, my son also has the name of Zhao, Zhao Luguang. Although Luguang has a poor talent in his cultivation, he is honest and kind, and likes to study. If the Holy Dynasty had not allowed the descendants of merchants to take the imperial examination before, he would have gone to take the imperial examination. Later, he followed my family's servant to do business. At the beginning, he suffered a lot of losses, but because of his loyalty and honesty, he quickly relied on his reputation, made small profits but quick turnover, and his business was also done well."

"But some time ago, Zhao Tingjian suddenly found Lu Guang and said that as long as we drink with him, we would exempt our three-bedroom family from paying the tax to the next year. My child was honest and believed him. As soon as he woke up the next day, he slept in the ancestral hall, and there was a brothel woman next to him with her breasts exposed. Not only that, the second uncle's tablet was also broken." When Zhao Feng said this, he carefully looked at King Jin. The second uncle she said was King Jin's father Zhao Guanghe.

"Continue, it's okay."

"In theory, the descendants of the Zhao family like my son are not qualified to enter the ancestral hall. But that day he was in the ancestral hall, and Zhao Tingjian, who had often not visited the ancestral hall to worship his ancestors, actually went to worship his ancestors early in the morning. When he opened the door, he saw Lu Guang."

A sneer appeared on the corner of King Jin's mouth, it was obvious that this was a frame-up and was coming to him.

It would be fine if Zhao Tingjian framed his nephew, but he also threatened him with the elderly, weak, women and children of his own lineage. Zhao did not lack money and he did not fight for power. It would be no effort to support these people, but Zhao Tingjian was afraid that he would not come, so he threatened him with their lives and his nephew's lives.

"Then it should not be difficult if this matter is to be investigated. Since we are drinking together, there must be witnesses. Moreover, the brothel woman can also interrogate her." King Jin was already accustomed to the rule of law in Chang'an, and everything was paid attention to one evidence.

"We haven't thought about checking, but there are no witnesses. As for the brothel woman, she disappeared inexplicably after leaving the ancestral hall. If it was expected, she should have been killed by them."

The King of Jin was frightened when he heard this. Zhao Tingjian really covered the sky with his hands. At the same time, it also showed that Zhao was already rotten to the core.

The King of Jin chatted with Zhao Yan again, and probably knew Zhao Tingjian's trump card, so he left.

However, when he left the yard, Zhao Tingjian waited for him early.

Zhao Tingjian didn't give him any chance to breathe. After a day of busyness, it was time to have supper, and the two of them sat at the table. On a hot day, they started cooking hot pot.

As the sun sets, a small square table is sitting opposite each other, and the sunset and the red soup are reflected.

The red soup in the pot was rolling, and the red oil and spicy food were driven to the edge of the pot by the hot water.

In the pot, the pepper and pepper kept rolling with the rolling water, revealing their heads. Zhao Tingjian pulled over his cuffs, picked up a spoon, swept the red oil in the pot, and dipped himself in water. Then, he looked at King Jin, smiled slightly, and stood up, as if the two were brothers with great relationships, and also gave King Jin a bowl of soup.

"I remember when my second uncle was still alive, he once took you and my sister to eat hot pot. It was a snowy day. I felt sorry for me and could only look at me. As for my useless father, I didn't dare to say a word. Even if my grandfather looked at me greedy, he didn't dare to speak. Moreover, my second uncle ordered me not to eat hot pot."

Zhao Tingjian said, narrowing his eyes, raised his head, and sighed.

"At that time, I was thinking, what does hot pot taste like? Although I later made the decision and had everything I wanted to eat, I still often ate hot pot and ate it when I was tired of it. It's not that hot pot is so delicious, but just reminding myself not to forget the days when I couldn't eat hot pot before."

Zhao Tingjian looked at King Jin, smiling slightly but not smiling. He naturally had other words when he said this.

"I remember watching my sister and I kneel in the snow, my face turned red with cold. I had frostbite on my hands and feet. After I went back, I was seriously ill. My sister and I went to see you. You also raised a big dog in the yard of your big room. Every time I ate, I would show it the portrait of my sister and me until it tore our portrait apart, and you would not give it to eat."

King Jin smiled and looked at Zhao Tingjian and said, without moving his chopsticks.

"As for why you kneel in the snow, you should know it yourself. When you go to a restaurant to eat hot pot, someone accidentally touches you. The hot hot pot is poured on him all at once, and his whole face is ruined. If I do such a thing, my father will not beat me to death. That person is still there, right? I remember that he should have put your big room in charge for the rest of his life."

"Diet, the best way to solve the problem is to solve the problem itself. If you erase such trouble, it will naturally no longer exist." Zhao Tingjian said with a smile, and his hand gestured, "It's still hot pot. On a cold day, the hot hot pot was poured on him, and the oil was sizzling."

Zhao Tingjian said, as if he felt cruel and couldn't help but shivered.

"In the end, I can't even recognize that it's someone. It's so miserable." Zhao Tingjian frowned, as if this was not what he did. He was really compassionate.

King Jin suppressed his anger and forced a smile on his face.

"Okay, I won't talk about the past, come and eat." Zhao Tingjian greeted King Jin and put a few side dishes in. Looking at the pepper and pepper that were churning with the boiling water, he continued to say: "Although the hot pot tastes not that delicate, it is very interesting. Just say that the pepper and peppers sink to the bottom at the beginning, but when the time comes, they make their mark. Do you think it looks like life? Life has ups and downs, just like this pepper, there are peppers, and at the beginning, they are peppers, but they can get up quickly; of course, some people are on the upper layer at the beginning, like coriander floating above. But soon, it is either picked out or there isn't. Do you think this hot pot is very interesting, like life?"

The King of Jin looked at the proud Zhao Tingjian and nodded slightly.

"But, floating on it is easy to be picked out by people. After all, this peppercorn cannot be swallowed and cannot be left in the pot for a long time." King Jin said, holding a spoon and scooping it out directly, and finally spilling it on the ground.

Zhao Tingjian looked at his third brother and laughed in anger.

He used pepper to tell the King of Jin that life should not be proud. The King of Jin also used pepper to tell him this truth, and secretly told him that he would eventually die.

Before Zhao Tingjian could counterattack, King Jin continued: "If you want to say something can be left in the hot pot, I think it is a bone. Because he is hard, it is difficult for others to chew. As for the cordyceps, it has been eaten by someone."

The King of Jin smiled. The meaning of this was self-evident, which was to say that Zhao Tingjian was a cartilage.

Seeing that he could not take advantage of his words, Zhao Tingjian snorted coldly and simply put down his chopsticks.

"I didn't expect that you were still sharp-tongued after not seeing each other for many years!"

"I didn't expect that you will still be the same if you haven't seen each other for many years. You like to kneel down and bow your head." King Jin retorted.

"Okay, I'm too lazy to have a quarrel with you. Today you should reminisce about the past and the people you should meet, and tell me what you think."

King Jin shook his head and took a bite of the meat. It seemed to be a bit hot. He said vaguely: "It should be to talk about your thoughts. I am too lazy to check Lu Guang's matter. According to your personality, there should be no one who can check it, and all the clues are broken. If you really check it, there will be traces, but it's too troublesome. Why not just come and see what you want."

King Jin was not that stupid, he would be led by Zhao Tingjian.

"Okay, that old thing can be given to you, and Zhao Luguang can be safe and sound. As for the people in your room, I will naturally serve you well."

"What are the conditions?" King Jin put down his chopsticks and took a little more seriously.

"It's very simple. Now Xu Chang'an is injured. I have a friend who wants to go to Chang'an to meet him. You just need to find a way to get Qi Fengjia out of Chang'an. This is not difficult for you. He is not willing to guard Chang'an, but he was plotted by Xuanyuan Chutian. Then, in the name of your King of Jin, let the generals of each border guard remain unmoved. The most important thing is not to alarm Sun Tianming and Chu Liang. Finally, open the city gate and let my friend take a look at Xu Chang'an."

When the King of Jin heard this, he laughed coldly, "You should have two friends, right? One is Xuanyuan Rende and the other is Zhanxu. Why, the Langlang Qiankun is uncomfortable now? But it is true that things that are shameful are always shameful. They don't like the blue sky and the sun, and they can't stand the Langlang Qiankun!"

"So, do you disagree? You just have the heart to watch the old guy and Zhao Luguang die, and the stinky girl Zhao Feng's room, just watch them starve to death!"

He said, and stood up.

King Jin sighed, shook his head, picked up the chopsticks, and gently tapped the edge of the hot pot.

"Talking ruthlessly, you must have the strength. If your two friends don't come, you may not be qualified to talk to me. There are about twenty people in the clan's Shake Star Realm, but as long as I catch you, they will not dare to do anything randomly! In addition, my identity as the eldest son of the second family, I am afraid they will not fight for you."

Zhao Tingjian snorted coldly, "So, do you have the confidence to take me? Stop being funny, I am now the Zhongjing Shake Star..."

He didn't say anything, but saw that the hot pot was knocked over with a wave of his sleeve, and he rushed towards him, pouring him all over. The already boiling hot pot made Zhao Tingjian so hot that he screamed. Before he could react, he felt that someone had been pressed down on his neck and lifted him up.
To be continued...