The Great Wilderness Helping His Wife

Zhao Dingbian took the wine and drank it down.

For a moment, the two brothers looked at each other.

Both had dyed hair, one white and one black.

Zhao Dingbian's hair was gray, and although his figure was still tall and straight after returning from the battlefield, his body was slightly stooped at this moment.

Jiang Zheng's black hair was combed meticulously, trying to straighten his body, but cloudy spots appeared in his eyes.

The eyes of both of them were indescribably complicated.

Don't accept the old, don't accept the old...

One is dissatisfied in the heart, and pretends to be convinced on the surface.

One is that he refuses to accept it, but he has already accepted it thoroughly.

For decades, the relationship between the two is so good that they can even wear a pair of pants. No one knows what the other is thinking.

But what if we know?

After a long time, we still have to separate after all.

I don't know which special mother's unlucky person doesn't have pants after separation.

"Hahaha! Good wine, Dingbian, you have a good grandson!"

"Your Majesty! You also have a good son-in-law!"

Everyone: "..."

The atmosphere of the celebration banquet seemed to be lifted by the sincere and hearty laughter of the two little old men.

Jiang Zheng took advantage of the situation and looked at Feng Dajun: "Dajun, I will leave the handsome seal to you, you must not neglect it!"

"Here!"

Feng Dajun nodded quickly.

To be honest, he was a little guilty.

In terms of Marshal's qualifications, he thinks he can't lose to Zhao Wudi.

But in terms of qualifications and military exploits, he is far inferior to Zhao Wudi.

But this time, he had to accept the emperor's arrangement.

It can't be that both the position of supervisor and the seal of command fall on the Zhao family, that would be a disaster for Huanguo no matter what, even if everyone in the Zhao family is loyal.

And even if he declined, with Zhao Wudi's character, he would never accept it.

Therefore, as long as Jiang Zheng arranges this way, he has no reason to refuse.

In the era of raging wars, he might not be able to control the army of the entire barren country.

But right now, the two countries of Huangwei and Wei have signed a three-year truce agreement, and there is no problem at all guarding the army of the deserted country without any trouble.

Because, except for the foreigners in the west who have to be on guard at all times, there is no other battle to fight.

You can't prevent the Qi State from calling back from the foreign trade city, can you?

So soon, the celebration banquet ended successfully.

Jiang Zheng got a rest.

Zhao Hao got the opportunity to represent Huanguo to attend the literary conference.

Zhao Dingbian won the position of supervisor of the country.

Feng Dajun got the handsome seal.

Ok……

There are no losers.

Everyone has a bright future.

On the carriage back to Zhen Guo Mansion, the old man was silent the whole time.

The black-faced man took his wife and bragged to the whole family how brave he was on the battlefield.

Zhao Hao acted as a supporter, echoing from time to time.

This road has been so lively.

As soon as he got home, the old man locked himself in the small study.

The black-faced man looked puzzled: "Dad, what's wrong?"

Zhao Hao grinned: "I'm tired from fighting, let's rest."

The black-faced man sneered: "You're talking nonsense! You go to the study during your break?"

Zhao Hao spread his hands: "Did you forget what you taught me when I was a child? Practicing martial arts is to relax the mind, and reading is to relax the body. Let me practice martial arts every day besides reading books, and said that I relax all day long. "

The black-faced man choked.

Before Zhao Hao's dantian was abolished, it seemed to be the case, which made the father and son angry every day.

Damn!

How could I have such a dark history?

He smiled awkwardly: "Hey! That's the reason, but fighting for your father depends on both wisdom and courage. I'm tired today, so go to sleep first!"

Saying that, he quickly ran back to his room.

Bai Xiu chased after her: "You should clean yourself up first, so you don't make the bed stink."

Looking at this scene, Jiang Zhiyu covered her mouth and smiled.

Zhao Hao rubbed her face: "You go back to the house first, I'll talk to the old man about something."

"Ok!"

Jiang Zhiyu tilted her head and looked at him, as if she had already guessed what was going on, she nodded and obediently went back to her bedroom.

Zhao Hao took a deep breath and ran to the door of the small study.