Quick wear: I'm with my nemesis

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If you don't want your family to be ruined, it's better to stay away from King Jin, the great Buddha.

Father Xie's fiery heart also calmed down in his son's words. Looking at his son who had grown so much during this time, he patted his shoulder and sighed softly: "You have grown up."

His son has really grown up.

"It's time to marry a wife." Xie Zhuo didn't have time to be happy with his words, but the next sentence made a black line on his head.

This father, how persistent is he in marrying him a wife? Why does he keep talking about this?

At this moment, Zhao Mo, who came out of the courtyard, also heard this sentence, and his already cold expression added a bit of hostility.

If he didn't have any relationship with the young master in the past, he thought he could accept the young master's marriage and live with his family.

but now……

The son is already like him, how can he marry another wife and have children?

"Young Master." Zhao Mo called Xie Zhuo to stop, and interrupted Master Xie's words forcefully.

He admits that he is Tianzihao's jealous husband, he doesn't want the young master to have anyone else around him, he wants to monopolize the young master.

"Chief Zhao came out?" Master Xie glanced behind him, disappointed that he didn't see King Jin.

"King Jin and Lord Jiedu have something to say, so I came out early."

In fact, King Jin asked him to stay, and he refused.

He has to guard the young master so that he will not participate in the ups and downs of the court.

At this moment, in the courtyard where King Jin was staying, the Jiedu Envoy was also amazed at how much King Jin attached to Zhao Mo.

His Royal Highness Prince Jin is a dragon son, he looks warm on the surface, but he still has a bit of arrogance in his heart, how could he treat Zhao Mo with such courtesy?

"Your Highness, that man..."

King Jin tapped the armrest of the chair with his fingertips: "If you were given three hundred civilians, you might have escaped the pursuit of the Uyghur vanguard camp and killed nearly a thousand people?"

Jiedu shook his head subconsciously, then froze again.

He believed that His Royal Highness King Jin would not say anything useless at this time, so all of this...

"Then Zhao Mo can do this?" Jiedushi exclaimed in surprise.

King Jin smiled lightly: "No, he also saved nearly 10 taels of goods by the way."

"This, this, this..." Although the Jiedushi was a little unbelievable, he was still amazed: "It's unbelievable."

If Zhao Moruo is really as His Royal Highness Jin Wang said, then he is really a rare general.

The first emperor emphasized civility over martial arts, which made the generals pass through the generations. If such generals can be added to the team, it can be said to be a good thing.

"Don't talk about him." Thinking of Zhao Mo's rejection, King Jin felt helpless and frustrated.

Zhao Mo is a capable general, but that guy is so focused on guarding his son that he has no intention of joining the army.

King Jin felt a headache when he thought of what he had asked him that day.

"If you don't want to join the army, why read military books?" Could it be that you want to rebel?

"Young master gave it to me, so I naturally have to finish reading it." The stern man sitting by the campfire replied like this, completely making King Jin speechless.

From that moment on, he knew that if he wanted Zhao Mo to do anything, he had to go to his young master.

A word from that commoner son is more useful than his prince's mouth.

King Jin thought bitterly in his heart, and carefully exchanged news with the Jiedu Envoy about Beijing and China and the border affairs during this period.

He didn't relax a little until he understood the big and small things that happened during this period of time.