Zhao Qingyang was responsible for helping the servants arrange all the vegetables and ingredients needed for the barbecue.
The charcoal that was already lit is burning brightly now, so you can grill a batch of food first.
The horses that had gone out for a walk have also come back.
However, there were eight horses following behind them.
Judging from their appearance, those horses were quite obedient, and it was vaguely clear that Zhao Minggeng's horse was the leader.
Seeing that the horse has a saddle and other features, it is probably not a wild horse.
The princess didn't mention losing any horses, but judging from the number of horses, their origins were obvious.
Eight assassins and eight horses—that makes sense.
And I must say, these horses are really quite good; they have strong legs and look like they can run fast.
With these horses, Zhao Minggeng felt that the weather was really nice today, with a clear blue sky and a gentle autumn breeze.
Today is the perfect day for an outdoor picnic; his plans were definitely right.
Even if we don't keep these horses, we could still sell them at the livestock market and they'd be worth several hundred taels of silver.
This is quite a fortune for the "poor" Lord Zhao.
Lord Zhao is now obsessed with making money.
At the age of the eldest son, he should have been married by now in any other family. The youngest son should also be of marriageable age.
As the father-in-law, he couldn't possibly not even be able to offer a decent gift for his two sons' marriage.
With money, one can find land in the suburbs or even more remote areas, and grow enough grain to at least feed the servants in the mansion.
His monthly salary is enough to cover his other daily expenses.
Fortunately, the manor didn't employ that many servants, otherwise Zhao Minggeng would have had all the hair on his head plucked out.
Who can understand the feeling of being the poorest person he ever was as the head of the family?
The reason why Zhao Minggeng is facing these crises is entirely because he separated his family from his two sons a long time ago.
Those two rascals will most likely move out after they get married, and then he'll be truly all alone.
At most, his parents would live with him in the mansion.
But given his parents' love of traveling and having fun, he would be the only master in the entire household for a very, very long time.
For some reason, Zhao Minggeng was surrounded by a desolate aura.
When Zhao Qingbei returned carrying a basket of big fish, this was the scene she saw.
Zhao Minggeng held the meat skewers that his eldest son had personally grilled, but didn't eat a single bite.
His eyes were fixed on the grass, and I wondered what he was thinking.
After handing the fish to his attendant, Zhao Qingbei squatted down in front of Zhao Minggeng, also staring at the patch of grass.
After a long pause, "Dad, the grass here doesn't look any different from anywhere else. You've been looking at it for so long, have you figured out anything?"
Disturbed by the noise, Zhao Minggeng finally came to his senses and saw that it was his youngest son. "Son," he said, "you should get married later."
Zhao Qingbei pointed to her nose, "Dad, are you sure? I'm already 16 this year."
"It's perfectly fine to get married now, so why are you insisting that I get married later?"
Zhao Minggeng looked at his son.
"I'm not prepared to pay the 'change of address' fee, okay?"
Zhao Qingbei was so shocked that she couldn't close her jaw for a long time.
"Father, you can't be serious, can you? You should have said you were short of money earlier. I can just paint a few pictures when I get back and sell them; that will be enough to cover your expenses."
"You may not have money, but your son does. Surely your boss wouldn't stop his son from finding a good match just because you don't have enough money?"
Zhao Minggeng nodded, "I know how."
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