The Great Wilderness Helping His Wife

Therefore, it is also reasonable for the barren Wei to cease fighting.

Wei Guo was hurt, wishing that something went wrong with the foreign race, so he was happy to hold up the card of avoiding the battle.

After the great war, Huangguo originally wanted to restore its national strength, but now that it was facing alien harassment, it didn't want to have too much entanglement with Weiguo.

So... I guess this time it's just a joke.

"Sword Qi spans thirty thousand miles, and a sword's light chills nineteen states!"

Every time the common people shouted, Zhao Hao could feel wisps of literary energy pouring into his brave literary star. Although there were not many, the light of literary star was indeed growing slowly, and he didn't know when it would light up.

Soon at the gate of the city, the carriage stopped, and there were still people coming to greet him.

And if this person's identity is studied deeply, he is still a member of the royal family.

Jiang Yueqing?

But at this time, Jiang Yueqing was wearing royal clothes, standing side by side with Qin Zhili, blew a lot of rainbow farts at the old man, then took out his pen and ink, put a tray in front of the old man to sign something, and then told Qin Zhili, a fool Thank you happily, and then welcome the group of people into the city gate.

When he arrived at the gate of Zhenguo Mansion, Zhao Hao jumped off the carriage, cheerfully went to help the old man off the horse, and asked with a smile, "Grandpa, what did you sign just now? Let me be healthy!"

The old man glanced at him, then took out a booklet from his pocket and threw it to him.

Take a closer look.

Oh open!

"Great Wilderness Poetry Collection"!

On the cover, there is a line of flying dragons flying and phoenix dancing, which is exactly the poem that praises the old man.

Signed, two little old men, one does not pull.

In the lower right corner, there is also a sign of Huangguo Bookstore.

No wonder the pair of Tie Hanhan were so happy, it turned out that the sales volume of the poetry collection was guaranteed.

The two top idols are linked together, even in modern times, the sales of the new album will be incredible, right?

As soon as she got home, Bai Xiu dragged the black-faced man to listen to the opera. After all, a master died, and she tried to kill her own family.

Although she was accompanied by Luo Shui these days, she was not in a good mood and just came back to listen to the play to relax.

The old man glared at Zhao Hao: "Come with me to the little study."

"Hey!"

Zhao Hao replied with a smile, and then entered the house with the old man.

This is the old man's private domain, without permission, even black-faced men can't enter.

Of course, even if allowed, the black-faced man would not come in.

The grandfather and grandson sat opposite each other, and the old man examined Zhao Hao for a long time, waiting for him to speak first.

Zhao Hao also looked at him with a smile, but he didn't speak first, looking at his appearance, he even waited for the old man to praise him first.

Wide-eyed and small-eyed, staring so hard that nothing matters.

The old man could only shake his head. It's impossible to expect him to show his cards for this little hobbit.

He sighed: "Good job!"

Zhao Hao immediately beamed with joy: "They are all from my family, don't be shy, you have to think about it for so long if you want to compliment me."

The old man gave him a blank look, and knocked on the table with his index finger: "Tell me! How did you do it? Why did that girl listen to you so much?"

That girl was naturally referring to Huang He.

Zhao Hao spread his hands: "There's nothing obedient, it's just that she wants to kill Jiang Huai, and I want to kill him too!"

"What about the hind leg of the pig?"

"She arranged it."

"fart!"

The old man cursed: "If she had that ability, the Six Kingdoms would have been counterattacked by the sects outside the territory."

Zhao Hao smacked his lips, as if it was true.

Without the influence of national destiny, the fighting power of the six nations would be nothing but scum.

Although in this match, the master used his own strength to fight against the two great masters of Buddhism and Taoism.

But there is only one Zhao Dingbian among the six kingdoms, but Yuanzhen monk and Chonghe Taoist are only the agents of Buddhism and Taoism in Wei.

What about other countries?

What about the sects outside the territory?

From the perspective of the number of masters, the two sides are not of the same order of magnitude at all.

The old man was silent for a while and asked, "When did you master this method?"

Zhao Hao grinned: "I didn't grasp it, and I don't know when she mastered it. It must have been recently, otherwise grandma would have returned."

"You little brat."

The old man knew that he was talking nonsense as soon as he heard it, so he gave him a blank look and said: "Then you tell her on behalf of Grandpa that you must not disclose this method, otherwise it may lead to a fatal disaster."

Zhao Hao grinned: "Hey! Okay, I've conveyed it for you. She said what you said makes sense, and she will definitely pay attention to it."

Old man: "..."

The grandpa and grandson stared with wide eyes.

After a round of nonsense, everyone, old and young, expressed their attitudes.

Zhao Hao's meaning is obvious, I have a secret, but don't ask, lest we both be embarrassed.

Judging by the old man's reaction, he can only acquiesce.

What can we do if we don't acquiesce?

Zhao Ding glanced at his cynical grandson, feeling both proud and helpless.

Although the plan to trap and kill Jiang Huai this time had some flaws, it was harmless.