The Fulang's Modern Young Husband Chapter 414 Part 1

Chapter 414 

The imperial guard rode back and ran into the guard Zhao Ger had sent out halfway there.

Zhao Ger waited about half an hour. The imperial guard finally returned and said the Third Young Master and Fourth Young Master were with the Second Young Master, but the two little masters refused to come back. Uncle Tang said he would take good care of the children and told the Lord and Zhujun not to worry.

There was no other way now. Going after them would delay things considerably.

The Fulang's Modern Young Husband Chapter 413 Part 3

Everything was arranged. Just before getting into the carriage, Guaizai got teary-eyed. He kissed Zhao Ge'er, then Fang Zichen, saying he would miss them, and that he would come back after seeing Grandpa Qin.

"Daddy." He sniffled and instructed: "Don't sneak too many instant noodles. If you're going to sneak some, wait until Guaizai comes back. The vegetables Guaizai picks go best with instant noodles. And without Guaizai keeping watch for you, you'll definitely get caught by Father again."

Zhao Ger: "......"

Guaizai's snot was already hanging out.

The Fulang's Modern Young Husband Chapter 413 Part 2

In the evening, Zhao Ger went to bathe Gungun and Dandan. Today at the Yan residence, the four little ones had been led around playing by the Yan family's children for half the day and came back covered in sweat. They had to be washed, and besides, they were setting off back tomorrow. Following the same route as when they came, they would definitely have to spend a night on the road. If they could wash up today, they should.

Zhao Ger was busy, and Fang Zichen wasn't idle either. He was packing things in the room. The children's toys were everywhere. Just as he was picking them up and tossing them into a hemp sack, Guaizai climbed onto Fang Zichen's back and wrapped both arms tightly around his neck.

The Fulang's Modern Young Husband Chapter 413 Part 1

Chapter 413

Yan Shizheng carefully asked about Old General Qin's condition.

Qin Yi said that Old General Qin had been badly wounded this time and still hadn't woken up.

Those words made Yan Shizheng extremely worried. How could he still be in the mood to return to the banquet? But the steward reminded him that he should go back. If Fang Zichen hadn't been there, and it was just subordinates, it wouldn't have mattered much if they weren't entertained properly. But right now, Fang Zichen was still there!

The Fulang's Modern Young Husband Chapter 412 Part 3

The Qin family, after all, was not to be trifled with. 

Lieutenant General Lu had probably already aroused Old Madam Qin's suspicion earlier, so he hadn't dared to move his family away. It wasn't until the day of battle that the Lu family fled north.

To the outside world, it was said they were returning to their ancestral home—the Lu family's ancestral home was in Linjiang Prefecture. Linjiang Prefecture was close to Qin Prefecture, and past Qin Prefecture was He Prefecture.

Lieutenant General Lu had planned it well. Once Old General Qin was dead, the Qin army would surely fall into chaos. As long as he and the Chao Kingdom army kept the entire Qin army trapped at Yanhe Canyon Ridge, his Lu family would be safe.

The Fulang's Modern Young Husband Chapter 412 Part 2

Zhao Ger didn't rely on his father: "My husband is a third-rank official serving in the provinces. The Chief Minister of the Court of State Ceremonial is merely a fourth-rank official. Why should I bow to you?"

Madam Tang: "......"

"Why don't you bow to me?" Zhao Ger looked at her.

Madam Tang was trembling with rage, her finger pointing at Zhao Ger shaking. Her lips moved—she instinctively wanted to invoke the Yan family—but in the end, she said nothing.

The Fulang's Modern Young Husband Chapter 412 Part 1

Chapter 412

Academy Head Zhang watched everyone flattering Fang Zichen, thinking that in a moment Fang Zichen would surely anger them. But instead, he discovered that everyone was actually chatting happily with Fang Zichen, their eyes even reddening.

Fang Zichen's mouth was still that same mouth, and some of his words still weren't pleasant to hear. But he didn't divide people into ranks—he could chat with anyone, not missing a single person, with no airs at all, approachable and amiable.

Their official positions weren't high. Most of their lives they'd been flattering others, watching the expressions of those above them, rarely receiving anyone's direct regard.