After Transmigration: Building a Kingdom in Turbulent Times-Chapter 668 - 662 Mediation

Zhao Hanzhang did not answer why, this was to maintain the beautiful image in Zhao Ming’s mind.

Why else would she do it? Of course, for money.

Yet she did not know, in Zhao Ming’s mind, her image had never been beautiful.

He glanced at her indifferently and did not continue with the topic.

The family rarely gathers to have a meal together, yet they still sit separately.

In front of Zhao Song and Zhao Hu, Mrs. Wang appears very modest, her eyes only brighten slightly upon seeing her daughter, and she stands and bows slightly when she sees Zhao Ming.

Zhao Ming nods at her, and then sits down at his seat.

Zhao Hanzhang sits at the lower end of Mrs. Wang.

This is a family banquet, she is the junior, so she must sit here, but Fu Tinghan, being the "son-in-law" of the Zhao Family, is arranged to sit in the upper seat.

He turns his head and smiles at her.

Zhao Hanzhang lifts her chin slightly, telling him to sit by himself, Fu Tinghan then walks over and sits opposite Zhao Ming.

Zhao Song and Zhao Hu sit in the main seats.

Zhao Hu acts as if Zhao Hanzhang is invisible, disregards Zhao Cheng, and directly waves at Zhao Zheng, "Zheng’er, come to Grandfather’s side."

Zhao Zheng glances at his father and bows, "Grandfather, the upper seat is for elders, grandson does not dare to overstep, I prefer to serve by my father’s side."

Zhao Hu is somewhat angry, "You serve him but not me?"

Zhao Zheng looks at Zhao Cheng with a troubled expression.

Zhao Cheng glances at Zhao Hanzhang, purses his lips, but still says to Zhao Zheng, "Go ahead then."

Zhao Zheng is surprised, he didn’t expect his father to let him go.

What Zhao Zheng knows is that, due to Grandfather’s eccentricity, father fears he will pick up bad habits from Grandfather, hence he always disapproves of him getting close to Grandfather.

This is also one of the reasons Zhao Cheng has always been criticized.

Preventing a father from enjoying grandchildren and family happiness is a considerable offense.

In the eyes of current society, this is an even bigger offense than not having heirs.

Zhao Zheng paused for a while, confirmed his father was not joking, then walked over and kneeled beside Grandfather.

Zhao Hu was startled too, he had just habitually opposed his son with a comment, who knew that he would actually allow Zheng’er to come on up.

Zhao Hu carefully examines Zhao Cheng’s expression, seeing he has little expression on his face, he can’t help but feel uneasy.

Zhao Song does not mind him and directly says, "You have been busy all day, surely you are hungry, let the kitchen serve the dishes."

What Zhao Hanzhang said at noon today had spread early, Zhao Song is very supportive of Zhao Hanzhang’s business, so the kitchen today served mixed grain buns mixed with wheat bran.

Others might not care, but Zhao Hu frowned and directly asked, "Fifth Brother, is your family short of money? Why eat such buns?"

Zhao Song said, "Third Lady advocates thrift."

"She can be thrifty, why must we suffer with her?" Zhao Hu said, "I won’t eat this, I want white flour buns."

Zhao Song frowned.

Zhao Hu said, "My teeth aren’t good, I can’t swallow these coarse buns."

Zhao Hanzhang kindly reminded him, "Seventh Ancestor, it’s your throat that isn’t good, not your teeth."

Zhao Hu was still angry with her, he lifted his eyelids to glance at her, snorted, and turned away.

Zhao Song then glared at him, then nodded to the servant.

The servant hurried to the kitchen and asked, "Any white flour buns? Seventh Grandfather wants them."

"Yes, yes," the chef immediately lifted the steamer lid, picked out a basket of white flour buns, and asked, "Only Seventh Grandfather wants them, no one else?"

"No one else wants them."

The servant brought the buns to the dining hall and swapped out Zhao Hu’s coarse grain buns, only then did Zhao Song pick up his chopsticks to eat.

After dinner, Zhao Song left Zhao Hanzhang and Zhao Cheng to talk, Zhao Hu also naturally stayed behind.

Zhao Song is here to mediate, he started doing mediation work since he was young, and is highly skilled at it.

He first asked Zhao Hanzhang, "Third Lady, what happened between you and Old Seventh? He might be difficult, but he is an elder, you should yield to him somewhat..."

Before Zhao Song could finish, Zhao Hu already stomped his foot, "Fifth Brother, why is it me that’s difficult? You haven’t even asked what happened."

Zhao Song snapped irritably, "Then tell me what happened?"

"She tricked me into going to Luoyang, then sent Zitu back to Chen County. Wasn’t this deliberately separating father and son?"

"You went to Luoyang not for Zitu," Zhao Song said, "You went to Luoyang for the new money, didn’t you?"

"Speaking of new money," Zhao Song frowned slightly and looked disapprovingly at Zhao Hanzhang, "Third Lady, you shouldn’t have minted new money. If you lack money, you should petition the court, asking for the right to mint according to the court’s currency. Instead, you privately minted coins and had the audacity to stamp them with the ’Zhao’ character."

Before Zhao Hanzhang could speak, Zhao Hu already hastily said, "What’s wrong with the ’Zhao’ character? If there weren’t a ’Zhao’ character on those coins, I wouldn’t have exchanged them."

He continued, "Her new money is lighter than the old money. Even though she says in Luoyang and Yu State the values are the same, once it circulates in the market, a market this large, can she control everyone? Without that ’Zhao’ character, I wouldn’t exchange it even at one to one two, at least it would have to be one to one five."

Zhao Hanzhang: ...

Zhao Song: ...

Zhao Song angrily, "What do you mean?"

Zhao Hu said, "Isn’t it simple? When this money is taken out, people outside know it’s minted by the Zhao Family. Who am I? I am Zhao Hu! My surname is Zhao! With this money, people outside can see the power of the Zhao Family, they would be cautious, allowing me to roam freely and unimpeded."

Zhao Hanzhang nodded repeatedly, unable to resist clapping for him, "Seventh Ancestor speaks rightly."

"Stop flattering," Zhao Hu turned and said to Zhao Song, "Fifth Brother, you must speak properly to her. People within the clan should be open and honest, yet she specializes in deceiving and scheming against clan members."

Zhao Hu spoke almost with tears, "I was originally angry, unwilling to exchange more money with her. But then I discovered that according to the agreement we signed earlier, if I don’t exchange enough money, I must pay her a penalty fee. Simply outrageous."

Zhao Hanzhang exclaimed aggrievedly, "Seventh Ancestor, I reminded you about the penalty fee. I intended the penalty fee to be minimal, it was you who raised it, saying if I cannot mint enough new money within the stipulated time to exchange with you, I must compensate you."

"Both parties have this right mutually, if I break the agreement, I must pay you a penalty fee. If you break the agreement, naturally, you have to compensate me, correct?"

Zhao Hu said to Zhao Song, "So you don’t need to mediate for us, the agreement is set, I will give her what she deserves, but as for giving her a pleasant expression, don’t even think about it!"

Zhao Song was almost stifled, then turned his head to Zhao Cheng and asked, "What about you and your son? What happened?"

Zhao Hu looked puzzled, "Haven’t we always been like this?"

It’s not the same, the people returning this time are clearly different one by one.

Zhao Song turned to look at his son, hoping for his support, only to find Zhao Ming unknowingly sat down, leisurely holding his cup and sipping, when he saw his father looking over, he lazily said, "Father, such trifles leave to Third Lady, why should you worry?"