The Great Wilderness Helping His Wife

Even if this kid is not the post-Zhen Guofu, no matter where he is placed, he can rely on this little head to make a living.

Moreover, if a man has a grudge, he must avenge it, and it has been implemented very well, like the Zhao family's seed.

But this kid is too restless, and he must have a personal arrangement in his heart, which will affect his plan sooner or later.

What about this?

This is his grandson, so he can't dig a hole to bury him, what if Kazuki's hob meat grows in the next year?

Zhao Dingbian really had a headache, so he could only follow his own plan first. In fact, if there was a disagreement one day, it would not be too late to compete with this kid.

He rubbed his head: "It's good that you know, you must be young recently..."

Zhao Hao corrected seriously: "It's to tell her to be careful!"

The old man was helpless: "Hey, okay, let her be careful! Although there are no temples or monasteries in our deserted country, there are actually quite a few people from both Buddhism and Taoism mixed in, and there are also demon clans..."

Zhao Hao was stunned for a moment: "The demon clan is also here? Aren't they afraid that the fate of the country will come back?"

The old man nodded: "Of course they are afraid, but they also have ways to avoid it."

Of course there are ways to avoid it.

Zhao Hao actually wanted to ask for a long time, why Hu Guifei was able to marry into the deep palace as a noble concubine, and Jiang Zhiyu was basically the same as a normal person except for having three tails.

I don't know why the old man suddenly mentioned this matter.

Could it be... related to my marriage?

He asked curiously, "Tell me!"

The old man rubbed his beard, and didn't answer immediately, but looked at Zhao Hao with a smile: "Don't you think you're smart, kid? You should first guess for yourself."

Zhao Hao rolled his eyes at the little old man, and felt that the little old man's aggressiveness seemed to have become stronger after he came back.

He pinched his chin and pondered for a while and said: "First of all, there must be one thing, if the demon blood people think that they are the people of the country, even if they are slaves, they should not be backlashed by the fate of the country.

Although there are relatively few examples, Zhiyu is also special, but I read in grandma's notes, it seems that a catwoman killed an official, this catwoman was executed, not the fate of the country. It should be able to support this View.

As for the pure-blood demon clan, anyway, as far as I know, my mother-in-law seems to be the only one in the territory of the Six Kingdoms.Of course, it is not certain that without imperial certification, demons cannot appear in the territory of the Six Kingdoms, but it is almost certain that the restrictions imposed on the demon race are greater than those of Buddhism and Taoism.

If the Yaozu really wanted to do things in the territory of the Six Kingdoms, there would be a high probability that it would be through these demon blood descendants. "

The old man looked at him in surprise: "It's very close, then what?"

Zhao Hao spread his hands: "There are only so many examples I know. I have guessed all that can be guessed. If you want to listen to my making up, I can still tell you nonsense for three days and three nights."

"You bastard!"

The old man smiled and cursed, and slapped him on the forehead, but still took out a stack of documents from his arms, and threw it in front of Zhao Hao: "No! Here you go, keep guessing."

Zhao Hao picked it up and saw that it turned out to be all kinds of monster race-related information from the official statistics.

Hey!

This little old man really hides his private life.

When he went to the darkroom of the small study for the first time, he felt that the information inside might not be complete, and what he could see was what the old man allowed to see. Now it seems that this is indeed the case.

Tsk!Without first-hand power, it is easy to be controlled by others. Even if this person is an old man, he will inevitably be restrained.

He read the information again, and it really opened his eyes.

It turns out that there is really more than one demon, and some folk legends are not purely fabricated.

The national luck gathered in Kyoto is too strong, throwing a brick casually may kill three or five officials, but the national luck is not strong in some remote areas, and there are still some pure-blooded goblins, and the Buddhism and Taoism in the barren country are stunted. It is difficult for ordinary people and warriors to identify them.

As long as there is no conflict with local officials, they are likely to live their entire lives without being discovered.

Zhao Hao smacked his lips: "That is to say, some descendants of demon blood will think that they are ordinary people since they were young, and they naturally have a sense of belonging to the country. If someone suddenly jumps out at this time to expose his blood, it is equivalent to arresting him." It is not difficult to get them to do things for the Yaozu by threatening or luring him appropriately."

The old man nodded in satisfaction: "Not bad!"

Zhao Hao scratched his head: "It's still a bit wrong. If the national fortune is so easy to be stuck with bugs, the monster race must have already infiltrated it?"

The old man was stunned for a moment: "Brother Kaba? What does this mean?"

Zhao Hao said nonsense: "Oh! Brother Ba is one of my father's subordinates, who is responsible for guarding the arrow tower. Any enemy soldiers who want to attack the arrow tower will not be able to miss one by one. So what Brother Kaba means is to take advantage of loopholes."

Hey!

It really makes sense.

The old man suddenly realized: "So that's how it is. I didn't expect your father to have such a brave general under his command. I haven't even heard of it."

Zhao Hao continued to make nonsense: "I heard that when your cultivation base is abolished, you will retire on the spot and go back to your hometown to get married. The main reason is that you are the high-ranking marshal. How can you have time to pay attention to such a small soldier?"

"Ugh……"

The old man sighed and blamed himself: "In recent years, there have been too many wars, and you are so negligent in caring for your subordinates. Even your father called him Brother Ba, which shows how brave this man is. If you knew him at that time, You must give him more credit."

Hey!

Also blamed himself.

Zhao Hao quickly changed the topic: "You should talk about the Yaozu!"

Only then did the old man nod his head: "After all, these demon-blood descendants have strong blood from the demon race. If they were directly ordered by the demon race to collide with the national destiny, they would still be suppressed by the national destiny, but if they fan the flames and confuse ordinary people to do things, the consequences will be much lighter. "

Zhao Hao suddenly realized: "It's no wonder that the folks suppress the shoe sect so hard. It turns out that these things are the dogs of the demon clan!"

I heard that the folks can get [-] big money if they report a person in the shoe education.

Walking fifty bucks.

Isn't this bitch the public knowledge of the Xianxia version?

However, these known combat capabilities should be relatively weak, at least not now.

The old man continued: "Most of these dogs bark and don't bite. If you really want to conspire, you still have to rely on foreign races."

Zhao Hao asked curiously: "Didn't you say before that the alien race is not the dog of the monster race?"

The old man stroked his beard and sneered: "When did I say this, it's just that you misunderstood it. What I mean is that the alien race is not just the dog of the monster race!"

Zhao Hao slapped his thigh, and the more he listened, the more excited he became. He faintly felt that something big might happen recently, otherwise the old man wouldn't be able to compare himself so much with him.

So he took out a handful of melon seeds and peeled them for the old man on the spot: "Go on!"