Zhao Huan sighed. Although the officials of the Song Dynasty were the most easy-going, they were also the emperor. This father-in-law had no strength to answer.

"The official family, grandpa is 72 years old this year." A child suddenly answered.

Children's words are rude.

The child is only five years old, the clothes on his face are new, and the shoes under his feet are also solid shoes with a layered sole.

It was also quite warm. The bulging jacket still couldn't stop the chill of early spring, and the frozen child's face was red.

Zhao Huan also smiled knowingly. The little baby was very cute. He asked with a smile: "Little baby, where is your adult? Are you and your grandfather?"

"My father went to the workplace and relief supervision to do work. Every day when he came back, he brought me a lot of delicious food. Yesterday, he brought me the scattered sugar plum and Yue plum. The day before yesterday, he brought back Lidao perilla paste and golden silk plum. They were all filled with plum red boxes, so delicious."

It’s better for a child to have a mouthful of mouth, so I remember to eat it.

The father-in-law finally reacted and said tremblingly: "Children's words are free, and children's words are free, your Majesty will atone for his sins."

"The father-in-law is 72 years old this year. The child's father is in the work relief prison and has some skills. He is assigned to a crossbow to make strings every day."

Zhao Huan nodded. His work relief supervision was still effective. He could make a living by having some skills.

Some workshops, such as this crossbow, are definitely not of any benefit, but other workshops are still very effective.

He chatted with his father for a long time and learned about the specific living conditions of the citizens of Bianjing City. It had nothing to do with what he thought was miserable, but it was a bit urgent, and it was difficult to maintain a life.

The father-in-law opened the conversation for a long time before stopping. It was time for Zhao Huan to continue to set off for Hedong Road.

Zhao Huan looked carefully at the children among the people and found that they were all new clothes and shoes.

The work relief supervision only takes more than twenty days.

It can bring about some changes, but these changes all fall on children.

Which parent doesn’t feel sorry for their children? If you have good ones, you will naturally use them tightly.

Seeing that what he did had a positive effect, Zhao Huan also had some confidence when he faced the huge waves of mountains and seas.

I did a great job! I can afford to drink this mountain and sea!

However, Zhao Huan saw a group of children wearing ragged bodies and no shoes on their feet. Their feet, which were frozen red by the weather, were exposed outside.

"Call them." Zhao Huan instructed the imperial guards to pull the group of little beggars in front of him.

A pungent smell hits my face. My hair is messy, my skinny and bone-skinned, and my frostbite are also blue and purple.

However, the leading girl has a bit of energy.

"The official family, after all refugees, we were separated from our parents during the war. We had no food and could not work, so we could barely live on the porridge shed in the Kaifeng government office. Long live the official family."

The little girl's voice is very crisp and clean, and her language logic is also very meticulous.

It seems that my family is rich, and probably was displaced during this war.

Zhao Huan was kind-hearted and wanted to give her some money, but now he was poor and only the money left.

But after thinking about it, he would just forget it. Such a young girl may not be able to protect this fortune.

Not to mention the failure of a sudden fortune, it will turn into a disaster.

"What's your name?" Zhao Huan asked.

"My daughter Zhao Chen, my husband, lives in Yanjing." The girl replied frankly.

Zhao Huan waved his hand and asked them to leave. The cats have cats and dogs have dogs. If he interferes randomly, it may not be a good thing for these children.

He was sure in his heart that what he did was right and became particularly happy!

Wait for a moment... Zhao Huan stopped.

The name Zhao Chenfu is so familiar. Is he a historical celebrity?

A queen? Zhao Huan wrinkled her head in uncertainty.

No, no, that was Wei Zifu, the empress of Emperor Wu of Han, who wrote a memorial.

I have read a lot of historical books recently, and I always remember them.

After he got into the car, he still couldn't remember where he had heard of the name. He asked with some distress: "Zhao Ying, have you ever heard of the name Zhao Chenfu?"

"I have heard of it." Zhao Ying thought for a while and said.

Hum? Zhao Huan looked at Zhao Ying and waited for Zhao Ying to continue talking.

"The old minister once heard from Command Chen about this person. Your Majesty called him to ask?" Zhao Ying asked tentatively.

Chen Cong-now asked to be an ordinary personal servant and was labeled as a guard with a sword.

He often deserves to pay his salary and should receive his salary. Except for the title of the previous commander, he was deprived of his power.

Chen Cong was shot into the arrow, and His Majesty went to the Imperial Hospital in person. And when he ran every day, everyone knew that Chen Cong was Jian in the Emperor's heart, and this authority would always come back.

It’s just that Chen Cong thought he was an ordinary sword guard.

"The official called me?" Chen Cong ran over and asked.

"Commander Chen, I just met a beggar on the road, named Zhao Chenfu, a five-year-old child who is well-educated and well-educated. Do you know her name?" After Shen Cong asked, Zhao Huan began to call him Command Chen.

If you have nothing to do, you will take it out and tease him.

This has also become one of the few fun things in Zhao Huan's life.

"Zhao's husband? Zhao's husband!" Chen Cong was also a personal official and was also dedicated. Zhao Huan asked about the situation of living in Bianjing City on the roadside. He also observed from afar, looking for eye-catching people.

Zhao Chenfu can no longer be found.

This is the little girl who saved Yuwen Xuzhong's life.

When the Jin soldiers retreated, they left all the prisoners in the original Jin soldiers camp, and Bianjing City accepted these prisoners.

Chen Cong was unable to find Zhao Chenfu among the prisoners, the clever and intelligent girl, who studied ink for Wanyan Zongwang in the Jin army camp.

She saw that Wanyan Zongwang wanted to deal with Yuwen Xuzhong and asked Song Ting to bring Yuwen Xuzhong's family back north.

Zhao Chenfu conveyed the news to Yuwen Xuzhong, so that Yuwen Xuzhong's real relatives and his old mother survived the long-distance journey.

It is difficult to be loyal and filial to be loyal and filial. Yuwen Xuzhong didn't know whether his old mother could untie this knot when she was in danger.

But now Yuwen Xuzhong doesn’t have to choose, it’s entirely because of this Zhao Chenfu!

When Yuwen Xuzhong left, he left a letter and asked Chen Cong to take good care of Zhao Chenfu, but Chen Cong threw Zhao Chenfu away at the beginning.

But it doesn't matter. I know that she is a little beggar, but I can't find her?

"Officials, I want to find that beggar. Zhao's husband is extremely important to me. I agree..." Chen Sheng looked back and forth and knew that there were many people here and there were inconvenient people to speak.

A real man promises a thousand gold, and he will be trusted by his words and will be fulfilled by his actions. He will be sincere and will not love his work. Only when he suffers from troubles and troubles, he will become a righteous man.

"Go and find it." Zhao Huan said. Chen Cong's reaction just now had known the origin of Zhao Chenfu. He just heard Chen Cong mention this little girl.
Chapter completed!