Attack Wei.

Therefore, for the Wei State, the only place suitable for attack is Xilong Pass!

I know how powerful you are, and I believe that after my father breaks through to master level, he will one day become a super master like you.

But no matter how good a master is, can he prevent his own people from stabbing him in the back?

During the Battle of Zhuyi City, I was the one who was taken to the frontier to boost morale. I have a thick skin and I can handle it! My dad doesn’t have those messy thoughts and can’t figure this out, and he is still happy to see his son. You

At that time, he was far away in Qi State and could only compromise with the overall situation.

But what about next time?

What if it’s my and Zhiyu’s child who is taken to the border next time?

I am not as careless as my father, nor do I care about the overall situation like you. No matter which prince was in power at that time and now, if he dares to attack my child, I will do everything possible to kill him!"

The old man's voice trembled with anger: "You, you are rebellious!"

Zhao Hao did not show any timidity at all, but took a step forward: "If it is treasonous for me to protect my family, then I am really treasonous! Anyway, we are going to kill at the slightest provocation. Killing early and late is killing. Why don't you do it now?

Killing me will suit Lao Jiangtou's wishes."

"You! You..."

The old man stared at Zhao Hao. Because of his excitement, his anger overflowed and his beard and hair exploded, like an angry lion.

But after all, he didn't get angry at Zhao Hao, his mood gradually calmed down, and his hair became docile.

He sighed, looking indescribably tired, and waved his hands: "You go back to bed first, I want to be quiet!"

Zhao Hao sighed secretly in his heart. Seeing how distracted he was, it was hard to push too hard.

After all, the old man's three views were formed in feudal society, and the consciousness of blood clan is deeply rooted. How can he be so easily persuaded?

I had no choice but to bow respectfully: "Grandpa! Have a good rest!"

After that, he walked out the door.

Just as he was about to step out of the threshold, the old man's voice sounded behind him.

"Tell someone to bring me some jars of wine!"

"Okay! I have Xinyue in my room..."

"Instead of Xin Yue Xian Yong, I want July Red!"

"Um……"

Zhao Hao responded dully, there is no best wine in the wilderness country, or even in the six countries.

But before Xinyuexian Brewing, the best wine in the wilderness was July Red.

It is brewed from refined grains grown in the most fertile land in the southeastern part of the desert country. Alpine safflower is added to it. The wine is completely rose-red. Only after being buried under the tree for seven months will the red color fade with the astringent taste.

Eliminate them together and become mellow and pleasant.

This wine used to be called the national wine of the Barren Country, but because it was too far behind the five countries, and worried about being looked down upon by the five countries, it was not given the title of "national wine".

But in the deserted country, it is still a good wine that is valued by the people, and can only be enjoyed by the royal family and the families of the powerful.

Zhao Hao heard the old man say that when he was young, his family was not rich and his flesh ached for a long time after drinking July Red.

In his life, the happiest time he drank July Red was only twice.

One time was when he became sworn sworn brother to Jiang Zheng.

One time he got married to his sweetheart.

Both times, Jiang Zheng paid for the wine. The army was in dire straits at that time, and it is said that he got the money by selling the jade pendant given by the late emperor.

well……

Zhao Hao sighed, rubbed his slightly sore nose, and left the Zhenguo Mansion with Lao Yang.

A quarter of an hour later, he personally placed a jar of July Red at the door of the small study, then hid in the distance and waited quietly.

After a while, the small study room opened the door.

The old man took Qiyuehong into the house and closed the door of the small study again.

Immediately afterwards, the lights in the small study dimmed.

Presumably, the old man must have gone to the darkroom.

Zhao Hao sighed and returned to his room.

Practice! Bloodletting! Feed the Imperial Seal!

darkroom.

One table and three chairs.

Zhao Dingbian sat on a chair and quietly cooked wine.

The other two chairs were unoccupied, but each contained a neatly folded piece of clothing.

A wedding dress and a battle robe.

The wedding dress was a red cotton-padded coat with a white fluffy collar. It snowed heavily that winter. This dress looked great on the lady.

The war robe is trimmed with gold, and it looks powerful yet noble. At that time, Jiang Zheng was kidnapped by gangsters in the mountains in order to rob the grain road, but with his excellent eloquence, he took the village under his command, but he didn't have time to do so.

After being incorporated, a battle broke out in the city.

Finally, the down-and-out prince handed over his shirt to his brothers and broke out of the siege one by one, leading a thousand bandits in a surprise attack and relieving the siege.

In the blink of an eye, such a long time passed.

After a while, the wine was ready.

Zhao Ding poured three bowls and glanced at the other two chairs, feeling indescribably lonely in his heart.

One is someone he has let down.

One is a person who has failed himself.

My feelings are so complicated that it's hard to describe.

After a long time, he picked up the wine bowl and poured it down his throat.

"Ahem!"

He coughed up the wine, thinking that he had lived too many good lives.

The July Red, which once had a mellow and pleasant aroma, now tastes a bit bitter when I drink it.

…

Peaceful years are always calm.

No matter how many people are swept away by the undertow under the water, it will not affect the calmness of the water.

Jiang Zheng returned to the palace, which made the whole Zhao family feel angry.

But in the eyes of outsiders, he just went back to the palace for a walk and then returned to Yuju Villa, as if he came back to pick up something.

Overall, it was calm.

He is also a wise king who has great confidence in his good brother Jianguo.

Everything is as before.

The years are quiet and peaceful.

Previously, Meng Shengnan led an invincible army to the rescue of Zhuyi City. Women all over the country were rejoicing for this, and even set off a wave of enthusiasm for women to join the army.

Later, there was the good news that Princess Leyang and the chess master of Huangguo were getting married on May 15th. Yaochi, Xinyue Tea House, Huangguo Bookstore, and Huangguo Winery were all decorated with lights and decorations, and many discounts were given to the couple.

Congratulations to the newlyweds on their wedding.

However, many people still complained, feeling that Zhao Hao was too stingy because so many industries had discounts.

There is no such thing as Tianxiang Pavilion!

Less than this?

Or are we girls from Tianxiang Pavilion not worthy of congratulating Princess Leyang on her wedding?

Can this world still be a good place?

Thinking of this, the talented people in Kyoto were so angry that their hands and feet became cold and their whole bodies trembled.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

No one noticed that a figure left Yuju Villa and quickly headed northwest.

Eunuch Cao is very excited!

I have endured many hardships and suffered hardships for so many years!

The wait is finally here!

God really has eyes.
To be continued...