Syndicate Growth Manual

Li Qiu asked Zhao Yuan worriedly: "Da Lang, won't we offend the envoys like this?"

"It's okay, you don't have to worry about this," Zhao Yuan frowned slightly, "Order the stove to prepare food and entertain this man. I have something to go back to the camp."

Several people agreed, and Lixia went far away until Zhao Yuan, still looking at it with his head.

"What do you think?" Li Chun tugged her, "Hurry up, there are still a lot of people outside who need to be accommodated, and the hot water and food in the room are troublesome!"

Li Xia hummed hastily, and followed her out, still thinking in her heart.Da Lang is worthy of being Lang Jun's son, obviously she still remembers Da Lang's chubby appearance when he was a child, but now Da Lang only frowned, and her heart trembled as if seeing him.

Zhao Yuan quickly returned to the camp, and Wu Heng leaned outside with a grass stalk in his mouth, watching him come back to save the grass stalk and come up to him.

"Why, are you really against the order?" He walked beside and played around the mane of the big red date, after all, there was still a hint of worry in his eyes.

Zhao Yuan responded casually: "I have a military position, how can I leave the camp at will? Naturally, the only thing I can do is resist the order."

Wu Heng was driven away by Dahongzao in disgust, so he scratched his nose and clicked his tongue: "Seriously, Dalang, we really don't understand what your plan is, based on my family background, I want to go to a Wang Ji only I'm afraid I'll have to wait for my next life... You hate Min Ji so much, and you don't hesitate to offend her? If the monarch blames you, wouldn't the gain outweigh the loss?"

These words fall into emotion and make sense, like a human saying.

Zhao Yuan thought to himself, most idlers think so, but how do they know the grievances between him and Zhao Mian?

He sighed: "You only think about the good side. If I marry Wang Ji, I will have to stay in Jiangcheng. If the king manipulates me, it means he manipulates my father. My father has guarded Xiguan for seven years. If the monarch intervenes, wouldn't these seven years be in vain!" What he said was a bit exaggerated, but isn't that exactly what Zhao Mian had in mind?

Zhao Mian was far away in Jiangcheng, he had never seen the battle situation with his own eyes, only heard the news of success, so he naturally felt that the battle was not worth mentioning.Zhao Guo is a big country, the precedent of Wei Guo is in Zhao Mian's view, but because the king was young and listened to villains, not because of the power of Pan Cheng.So even if Pan Cheng always threatens Zhao's border, he doesn't care, he just wants to change Xiguan Camp for a general who has no foundation...

If his father was still as loyal as before and took him back this trip, he might never have the chance to lead the army again.

Zhao Yuan knew what his father was thinking, if the monarch could really guarantee that he would not move him at all, his father might not want to risk taking him away.However, the monarch can't set a trap, if his father really goes back, one day the military power in his hands will be released, how can he know that the monarch will not go back and kill him?He has clearly become a fishbone in the throat of the monarch, so it's not easy to get rid of it!

The two walked together in the big camp, the sun was high, the sound of soldiers training in the distance, the horses yelling, rows of weapons racks... This is the place they are most familiar with.If they did not come to Xiguan with their fathers, they should lighten their robes at this moment, call for friends, or ride horses, or hunt, or drink and paint.

For them now, the heavy armor, the gleaming long knives, the sound of shouting and shouting, and even the rough food in the simple tent, these things make them feel at ease and live like ducks in water.

"I heard that cold stone powder is very popular in Jiangcheng," Wu Heng said suddenly, squinting his eyes and looking at the grassland in the distance, "Sometimes I want to go back and try, without armor, change clothes, step on clogs, or go out Playing polo and hunting... But thinking about it again, I don't think it's interesting, we are all hunters on horseback, and we can run casually in the grassland for hundreds of miles! That's a fun!"

He turned to look at Zhao Yuan with a very serious expression: "You can't go back, it can drive people crazy."

Zhao Yuan also looked at him, Wu Heng was handsome, but he was sunburned in the sun every day, after all, he was dark, and there were still some small scratches on his face caused by crawling and rolling.He couldn't help being happy, in fact, this is also what he looks like.In addition to not being too tanned, he also has scars all over his body, leaving marks that cannot be removed, and when the sun shines, it will reflect light!

"Okay, you help me send Maomao back to the stable, I have to see my father." He patted Wu Heng on the shoulder, put the rein into the other's hand, and strode towards the military tent by himself.

Zhao Yuan opened the curtain and saw that his father was alone inside.

"Father." He walked in, sat down and snatched the scroll Zhao Chen was reading, and threw it aside.

"How do you see my clothes?"

Zhao Chen had long been used to his son's bandit style, so he stopped reading when he had no books.He tilted his head and looked at Zhao Yuan, with a smile in his eyes.It is said that smug beauty is the courtship method of male animals. Zhao Yuan puffed up his chest to meet his father's gaze.

"I can meet people quite well," Zhao Chen commented.

Zhao Yuan was dissatisfied and said, "That's it? Nothing else?"

Zhao Chen smiled lowly, and looked into his eyes: "Okay, and... Anu's clothes make me want to take them off for you... So, can you?"

What color is the ass of a certain instant acting monkey.

Zhao Chen resisted being cowardly from Viper's son, and asked, "Then how did you arrange it for the envoy?"

As soon as this was mentioned, Zhao Yuan's face was full of unhappiness.

"How else can we arrange it? It's nothing more than eating and drinking," he snorted. "I want to make him reluctant to leave, lest he sue and cause trouble for me when he returns."

Zhao Chen raised his eyebrows and said: "Da Rong is ready to move, and soon the monarch will have no time to trouble you."

Zhao Yuan clenched his fists and looked at him: "Father, at this time, we must not let the imperial court hold back. Whether we can wipe out Quanrong in one fell swoop depends on the next battle! If we win, Father, you will be famous! Thousands of history!"

Famous for thousands of years...

Zhao Chen lowered his eyes and remained silent.

What he wants to do, if he is not careful, his name will be remembered forever, let alone his name...but he has to fight.

In this world, scholar-bureaucrats and military generals are the same as courtiers, and their reputation and integrity are greater than the sky. He may not care about his own posthumous name, but he must care about Anu's.What's more, Anu is still young, with such a long life in the future, how can he become a person who is cast aside by the world?Even if he gains power, if he bears the name of a traitor and traitor, he will be easily besieged by various countries, and there is no chance of turning over.

He had to take Anu, and others, and leave in a fair manner.

Jiangcheng.

Zhao Jing was leaning on the pillow, the cold air was emitting from the ice mirror beside her, and two palace maids were fanning her at the same time. That's it, she was still very hot, and the thin white single clothes seemed to be sweating again .

"Go! Bring me a bowl of ice cream!" She stood up irritably, "I want to change my clothes, and I need to change the ice too, the inside must have turned into water, and there will be no coolness at all!"

"My lady..." The maidservant hesitated, "You are pregnant, and the doctor has specifically told you not to be greedy..."

"Shut up!" Zhao Jing couldn't listen at all, and said angrily, "Go if you tell me!"

At this moment, Yuan He opened the bamboo curtain and came in. Seeing her furious look, he was stunned for a moment, and then he looked at the sweat on her head, and he guessed the reason.

"You guys go down first, take a bowl of cheese and chill it with ice water." He walked over unhurriedly, opened the ice mirror and took a look, "The ice in here is not completely melted, so there is no need to change it. "

Several palace maids saluted with relief and left the room, and the room fell silent for a while.

Zhao Jing looked at him coldly and said, "You still want to come back? It can be seen that your confidante is nothing more than that."

Yuan He didn't care about her cold face, smiled slightly, sat down beside her bed, and took out a bead box from his arms.

"You misunderstood. I just got together with my friends. It was too late yesterday when I came back. You feel light now and don't want to disturb you, so you rested in the study." He handed the bead box to Zhao Jing. Some spots, try this, my friend made it for his wife, I heard it is very useful.”

Zhao Jing looked at the thing in his hand in surprise, and reached out to take it after a while.

The bead box inlaid with pearls was only the size of a baby's fist. When I opened it, I found a fat-like substance with a color close to skin color.

Her eyes softened.

"It's still hard work," she said with a soft snort, "I'm ugly now, if you don't want to see me, you can go elsewhere."

Yuan He is a good-looking man, he is very tolerant of Zhao Jing's temper.When the two got along, Zhao Jing was at a disadvantage everywhere. It was completely unexpected that the two were just a fake couple who seemed close to each other a year ago.

Yuan He looked at her tenderly, and stretched out his hands to straighten her temples: "I don't want to see you, and I don't want to go elsewhere... It used to be for the children, but now that we have children, I won't go to other people's places."

Even though Zhao Jing used to have her own heart, even though she used to hate the man in front of her, at this moment, she couldn't help but feel sweet.

She already has a child.

"...By the way," Zhao Jing calmed down, and her tone became softer when she spoke, "I asked you to ask me for me last time, did you ask?"

Yuan He nodded: "There is Wuyou San, but the formula is complicated and requires a lot, and it will take another month to make it."

Zhao Jing sighed: "Tell that Taoist priest to hurry up. Ah Weng's headache has worsened recently and he can't sleep at night. I only hope that this Wuyou powder can relieve his headache. At least let Ah Weng sleep peacefully at night. After a good sleep, people can Get better."

Yuan He comforted her: "Don't worry, someone has tried this Wuyou San a long time ago, and it's really effective." He paused, and looked at her slightly swollen belly, "Let me be honest, if it can relieve Your Majesty's headache, Make a contribution, and our children will benefit from it in the future."

Zhao Jing couldn't help but smile when he heard that he cared so much about the child.

"Don't worry, if Ah Weng recovers, our benefits are indispensable." She rubbed her stomach, "In the future, even if you don't rely on Yuan's family, you can still stand out on your own, my child, you must enjoy the best !"