"Hmph, how could he be so calm when he was in contact with Bei Mo? Are you asking him to intercede?" Chen Tianxiao got angry when he mentioned Jiang Ming: "Let's not care who took the initiative to contact him or the county leader. , neither of them had any good ideas."

"You don't have to speak for him anymore. He still doesn't know that we know his true identity, so he shamelessly comes to find you. It's such a shame. For the sake of our long-standing brothers, I will let him go this time. I just give him a cold shoulder." "Cold, why not?" Juqu Pavilion

Dewey didn't really intercede for Jiang Ming in the first place, but before it was time to break up, he brought Du Ze with him to let Du Ze see more and listen more. The death of the prince made him grow a lot, but let's look at the problem More comprehensive than that.

"The lesson learned by the Marquis is that since he has bad intentions, then teach him a lesson. It would be best if he can rein in his horse from the brink. If not..."

Glancing at his son next to him, Dewey deliberately kept his name blank.

Chen Tianxiao blurted out: "If he really refuses to repent, then there will be no need to keep him."

Du Ze's heart flashed. He had seen the friendship between his father, the Marquis, and Uncle Jiang since he was a child. Now someone actually betrayed and had murderous intentions. That was Uncle Jiang. Although he was disappointed, he didn't want him to die.

After all, Du Ze was young, and the look on his face immediately betrayed his thoughts. Chen Tianxiao still had a slight preference for Du Ze, so he reminded: "Uncle Jiang is not just confused for a moment, he is too smart. If he succeeds, do you know what I am doing?" What will it be like with your father?”

"Do you know what will happen to the Zhenbei Army?" Chen Tianxiao's tone was particularly stern: "The Zhenbei Army does not yet have the capital to become independent. If this incident occurs and all members are labeled as rebels, the court will not tolerate it."

"If we are fully prepared, we can still fight with the imperial court and break out of the bloody battle, but the time is clearly not ripe now. If we forcefully fight, how many people will be lost? Aren't they flesh and blood with families and families?"

"What's more, your uncle Jiang is connected with Bei Mo. You were also born and raised in Beiguan and know a lot about Bei Mo. That Hai Motian is not a kind person. He eats people without spitting out their bones! He is a bloodthirsty person at heart. Disciple!"

"How can he allow me to truly become king? He will definitely swallow us like he swallowed the Twelve Suns. In this way, he effortlessly pushed the country's borders forward, further swallowing up the land of East Vietnam and the sea. This is how Mo Tian’s abacus was calculated!”

"Why did your Uncle Jiang help Hai Motian? Could it be that he didn't think of the mystery behind it? Maybe!" Chen Tianxiao had a look of disdain in his eyes: "Aze, tell me!"

Du Ze was shocked when he was named. Yes, Uncle Jiang has been in Beiguan and Zhenbei Army for so many years. How could he not see through the fantasy? But why shouldn't he do this for the sake of wealth?

He was speechless for a moment, Dewey didn't help his son, and Chen Tianxiao didn't really want to embarrass Du Ze, so it didn't matter if he couldn't answer.

"What he wants to fight for is his own future," Chen Tianxiao said coldly: "If I establish myself as king, he will be the hero. If I am eliminated by Hai Motian in the future, he can still win a share of credit in Bei Mo and still have a future. Wuliang, is this deal a good deal?"

Dewey had thought of this a long time ago, Du Zeze's face was as white as ashes, and Uncle Jiang was so thoughtful!

As for when the Marquis and his father realized this, he had no idea. Du Ze lowered his head slightly: "It's because the younger generation is ignorant."

"Since he has such thoughts, I cannot remain indifferent. Now I am just giving you a warning. This is also for the sake of many years of friendship. If he still can't look back, giving him a quick death will be the last mercy."

After coming out of the Marquis' Mansion, Du Ze seemed to have had a dream, and when he walked he felt that his body was getting darker and lighter.

Looking at his lost son, Dewey patted him on the shoulder considerately: "The world is like this. Everyone has his own agenda. It's hard to say right or wrong. The most important thing for a person is to figure out what he wants. If you can find it, you will be like you.

It’s okay for uncle to do that.”

"Father, don't you think Uncle Jiang has gone too far with his sword?" Du Ze said on behalf of his father and the Marquis: "We don't take our friendship for many years seriously, and we don't take the future of the Zhenbei Army seriously either. We have been stationed at the border for so many years.

Where’s the friendship?”

Dewey didn't say anything, so why did he stay in Beiguan for so many years and lurk next to Chen Tianxiao for so many years? It was for that delusion, which was a blueprint that the emperor and the emperor never developed. It would be a great blessing if one day he could see it with his own eyes.

The ideas of the new emperor were all mentioned in the letter from Lady Meng. These ideas were a step further than those of the previous emperor. These ideas made him inexplicably excited. During these years when he lost contact with the little princess, he originally wanted to join the Zhenbei Army.

Eating and waiting to die is different now.

Dewey patted Du Ze on the shoulder, indicating that this was still the Marquis' Mansion, and if he had anything to say, he could talk about it back home.

The Du family has a courtyard with three entrances and three exits. It is not as tall and spacious as the Marquis Mansion, but it is more than enough to live in. Du Ze also has a younger brother, who is only eleven years old this year. He is not good at martial arts and is good at writing. The family has invited Mr.

I gave lectures at home and learned well.

Mrs. Du was more than seven years younger than Dewey. When the two got married, some people still laughed at Dewey as an old cow eating young grass. However, the seven-year age difference was nothing at all. Dewey did not take any concubines. In the eyes of outsiders, his family

Harmony and beauty are rare.

After all, a man like the Marquis who doesn't care about women has many beautiful concubines in his backyard to vent his anger.

When the father and son came in, Mrs. Du greeted them. It was autumn, and the temperature in Beiguan had changed a long time ago, so the cotton clothes came in handy. Mrs. Du made hot tea for them to warm themselves up, and handed them a letter.

To Dewey: "Please read the letter from home."

The fire seal on the letter had not been touched, indicating that no one had opened it. Dewey did not avoid the two of them, but he opened it and read it, with a touch of tenderness in his eyes: "Everything is going well at home. The younger generation is getting married and making a living.

It’s not bad.”

It turns out that the enthronement and empress conferment ceremonies have passed, the three provinces and six ministries have been established, and the imperial court has begun to appear. From the winter drought to the present, the changes there have been earth-shaking. Dewey wanted to see the changes there with his own eyes, but it is a pity.

The content of the letter seems to be ordinary, but it is rare to find a letter from home. It is extremely long and seems to be a common conversation, but in fact it contains a mystery.

Seeing behind him, Dewey's eyes were brighter than before. The confused Mrs. Song filled another cup of ginger tea for him and asked with a smile: "My lord is so happy, but are there any other happy events at home?"

"The crops have been harvested well. My relatives who are farming are happy, and my relatives who are doing business are also doing well. The only thing that is a pity is that for some reason, the sales of the products have not yet opened up. I asked me if I have any good ideas."
Chapter completed!