"It's not that I really need to, but my hands are too tired when I write with a brush. Typing is more comfortable."
"Then just use a brush to write. Young people don't need to worry about being tired."
"Do you believe me?"
Zhao Jun made a ferocious expression on his face.
Anyway, he had beaten the emperor before, so what harm would it matter if he beat him again?
"Okay, okay, I'll have Wang Shouzhong bring it to you later."
Zhao Zhen was scared.
This eldest grandson is really a tiger.
He would beat people up if they disagreed with him, and the person he beat up was the emperor.
He had no way to deal with Zhao Jun and was really unable to bear it.
The two of them walked and talked until they arrived at the gate of Xihua.
It was already past eight o'clock in the evening.
The sky became completely dark.
Zhao Zhen sent him to the outside of Xihua Gate as usual.
Zhao Jun got on the carriage and looked at him still standing at the door. He felt a little moved.
In fact, Zhao Zhen was really good to him. It was also his fault that he was too sensitive and there was no need to be too defensive.
However, seeing his brother's pale face and thin body, as if he had excessive kidney deficiency, Zhao Jun still felt sorry for him. He walked back and whispered in his ear: "Brother."
"Um?"
"Take care of yourself and don't indulge yourself too much."
"I'm in good health."
"How about you go back and look in the mirror and see what you look like now?"
"All right."
The last time Zhao Zhen looked in the mirror was the last time. Although he knew that his complexion was not good, he really didn't know how bad it was.
"Okay, don't watch the movie. I'll take the notebook back for now. I'll show it to you when you're well again."
Zhao Jun finally felt uneasy and said, "You can only look at it occasionally."
"Yes, yes, yes."
Zhao Zhen nodded repeatedly.
"See you tomorrow then."
Zhao Jun waved goodbye.
"See you tomorrow!"
Zhao Zhen agreed.
Soon Zhao Jun's carriage slowly drove out of Xihua Gate and headed towards Qingtai Street.
After Zhao Zhen sent Zhao Jun away, he returned to Chongzheng Hall.
It was dim inside the Chongzheng Hall.
There wasn't even a candle lit, only the faint glow from the notebook.
After Zhao Zhen drove Wang Shouzhong out, he was alone in the study.
The notebook will be sent to his eldest grandson soon. He is a little reluctant to part with it and wants to take a last look at it.
"Just one last look."
Zhao Zhen clicked on the Man and Nature folder and moved the mouse tremblingly towards the domestic area.
Compared to the outrageous European and American regions and the censored Japanese and Korean regions, he still prefers the authenticity and naturalness of the domestic regions.
But after clicking it, he hesitated again.
Zhao Zhen remembered what Zhao Jun had said just now. Why not look at his own face first?
After hesitating for two seconds, Zhao Zhen turned on the camera on his laptop. He was now very good at using this thing.
The moment the camera was turned on, a pale, almost bloodless face was revealed, which scared Zhao Zhen himself.
"Is this me?"
Zhao Zhen was stunned.
The last time he looked in the mirror, he had clearly not reached this point.
"I have been harmed by wine and women and have become so haggard!"
Zhao Zhen stared at the computer screen, full of regret. No wonder he felt weak recently.
"No, I must cheer up!"
"Starting today."
"Quit drinking!"
Zhao Zhen gritted his teeth, turned off the camera, and then plunged into the domestic area.
(End of this chapter)
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