He was very panicked, as if something was going to happen, and he didn't want to see it.

Qiao Qiao frowned, "The last time we met was the county lord's mansion at night, not the Sanweizhai during the day."

Yun Zhihao's face turned pale, cold sweat flowed, and his head was blank.

Qiao Qiao didn't care about comforting his emotions and issued instructions one by one, "Go and check the Golden House first."

"yes."

"Search it all in the mansion to see if there are any missing."

"yes."

"Take the book boy in charge of cleaning and ask for all the details."

"yes."

"Go and call the two Yun family masters."

Yun Zhihao fell in the mist, and his heart was tightened by an unknown big hand, "Do you doubt them?"

Qiao Qiao looked at him expressionlessly, "The stakeholders are questionable. If something happens to you, who will inherit this huge family business? Your legitimate son is still a child who can't speak. Without your protection, you may not be able to live to adulthood."

"I..." Yun Zhihao had countless words to say, but his throat felt like a block of salt was stuffed.

Her analysis made sense. If something happened to him, it would be the most beneficial to the two concubines.

As for the concubines, before they got married, Yun Zhihao was their support and their confidence.

Qiao Qiao looked at his green and white face and continued to speak slowly.

"Although the emperor doesn't like your concubine's son, maybe for my sake, he will be particularly rewarded and allowed to be inherited by the concubine's son. Of course, if you take a step back, even if you don't have a title, the Yun family's property will be quite large."

Although it was searched, when Dongfang Zetian returned the title of Chang'an Marquis to Yun Zhihao, he returned part of the property, which would allow their family to live a comfortable life.

Yun Zhihao's heart was as if soaked in the cold sea water, trembling coldly, sitting in a daze, eyes dull.

Qiao Qiao took out a handful of green beans and squeaked them, ignoring him at all.

A knock on the door sounded, "Father."

"Here you." Qiao Qiao sat upright and threw the last green bean into her mouth.

Yun Zhihao's mouth twitched, he was all adults, why are he still so naughty?

The two illegitimate sons of the Yun family walked in and "I've seen my father."

"I've seen Your Highness."

Looking at the red lips, white teeth, beautiful eyebrows, and polite behavior, he was not like a bad guy with ulterior motives.

Yun Zhihao couldn't help but wonder if Qiao Qiao's inference was wrong?

Seeing that he was speechless, Young Master Yun San asked, "I wonder what is important about my father summoning the children?"

Yun Zhihao moved his mouth, but didn't know what to say, so he pointed to Yun Qiaoqiao, "It's her that she wants to see you."

He threw the hot mountain 生 to Qiao Qiao, and Qiao Qiao rolled her eyes, "I heard from Master Yun praise you, saying that the handwriting is good, I want to read it, so I can copy a Buddhist scripture."

She waved her hand and said, "Bi Mo served."

The two brothers looked at each other and were a little confused. Could it be that she wanted to test them?

When they thought of this, the two of them were shocked. This was a good thing.

If you can catch her eyes, it is not a dream to be successful.

Brother Jia Qi came over with the four treasures of the study and placed them respectfully in front of the two young masters Yun.

Mr. Yun's eyes narrowed, and then he smiled, "Songhua Ink? This is my father's favorite thing. Don't let us ruin it. Please change it."

The Fourth Master Yun's expression remained unchanged and he could not see any abnormality.

Yun Zhihao smiled lovingly, "No need, you are my sons, what can you bear to leave with my four treasures of study?"

Young Master Yun San smiled embarrassedly, "Father, I can't bear to give up if you can. This ink is worth hundreds of taels of silver."

He repeatedly refused, Yun Zhihao's heart was cold. Could it be... "No matter how expensive the ink is, it is still a dead thing. My feelings for you are priceless. Okay, don't be delayed. County Lord Ruyi has no patience."

Young Master Yun San pursed his lips and looked at Brother Jia Qi. "Please help us grind ink."

Brother Jia Qi stood still, not their slave.

Yun Zhihao saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart, but he did not show it on his face, "How did I teach you? You have to grind the ink you use yourself, and don't let others do it for you. Only in this way can you know what level of ink is most suitable for writing yourself."

Mr. Yun's eyes were floating around and hesitated, "Father, I fell just now, and my hands hurt so much." wavv

He rubbed his wrists, his face full of pain.

Yun Zhihao's heart sank and he looked at his other son, "Come on Junxuan."

But unexpectedly, Mr. Yun Si, who was still calm just now, was stunned, "Father, I..."

He looked embarrassed and reluctant, Yun Zhihao's heart rose, his voice a little heavier, "Do you hurt your hands too?"

They all pushed and stopped each other, saying that they had no problem, who would believe it?

The Fourth Young Master Yun quickly smiled and said, "No, I can grind the ink, it's fine."

Even so, I still hesitated for a while. I was very careful when grinding ink and did not dare to touch the ink directly.

The same is true when writing, for fear of splashing out, and very cautious.

You know, a little bit of brush will splash.

No matter how well they conceal, they are still too tender in front of the human spirit.

The ink became deeper little by little, and Yun Zhihao's heart became heavy little by little.

Qiao Qiao really sympathizes with him. Look, no one is worry-free. Now I can’t pretend to be confused anymore, right? “Write slowly, don’t worry.”

Yun Zhihao felt cold in his heart. He had never treated them badly. What was they not satisfied with?

"You guys are careful and don't let me down. By the way, Qiao Qiao, why not judge the winner, right?"

Qiao Qiao looked over strangely, "Just judge the winner?"

Yun Zhihao's eyebrows and eyes frowned slightly, and his expression was very complicated, "Yes, the winner, you should give me something."

The two Yun family members' eyes lit up. This is a great thing.

Qiao Qiao saw his thoughts and agreed, "Yes."

"Why don't you thank me?" Yun Zhihao looked at his two sons meaningfully and encouraged, "Write well, I can only help you get here."

This is equivalent to a hint that we should strive to win Yun Qiaoqiao's favor and let her promise them a good future.

The two young masters of the Yun family understood and were immediately excited as if they were injected with chicken blood. With the protection of the future queen, they had a bright future.

When I think of the ladder that climbs to the sky, my heart feels hot.

A trace of light flashed in Yun San Shao’s eyes, and the opportunity was his!

He glanced at the Si Shao Yun beside him with a gloomy look.

He took a deep breath and tried his best to write the best words.

I was writing with my heart, but suddenly my right hand hurts, and the brush rushes forward, leaving a long stain, and the words are broken.

He glared at Qing in anger and shouted viciously, "Fourth, why are you touching me? My words!"

He was so angry that the fourth family was the most sloppy, the most honest, but actually the most treacherous.

He is the one who does bad things, but he is always the one who is caught.

Mr. Yun looked at him blankly, with a look of ignorance and a look of condition, "I'm not careful, sorry, third brother."
Chapter completed!