Quick wear: I'm with my nemesis

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Zhao Mo's eyes tightened suddenly, and the hand pinching Xie Zhuo's waist became even harder.

"Young master, don't worry, your subordinates will keep going."

After all, he didn't say a word, and practiced his words that he was very good.

As night fell, Zhao Mo reluctantly came out of the inner room when the steward of the Jin Palace came to invite him.

At this moment, his appearance was completely different from when he came back, and there was even a pleasant smile on the corner of his lips.

King Jin couldn't help laughing when he saw him like this, "What good happened to General Zhao?"

"Young master is looking for me, so it's a great thing." Zhao Mo said with a smile on his lips.

He knows King Jin's thoughts, and even more knows his ambition to control the Northwest by himself.

But what does that have to do with him?

He, Zhao Mo, has no big ambitions, and his biggest dream in life is to stay with his son.

The smile on King Jin's lips froze, and he shook his head helplessly: "Forget it, Mr. Xie is all in your heart."

I don't know how much charm Mr. Xie has, which can make Zhao Mo, as a general, still be extremely loyal to him, the son of a merchant.

"Jin Wang Mingjian." Zhao Mo raised the wine cup in his hand and smiled lightly.

"Forget it, let's not talk about it." King Jin glanced at the things that made him unhappy, and looked at Zhao Mo with a serious expression: "After this time, the father may call you to Beijing, do you have an idea?"

This person is not his, he is a little worried after all.

What if he was pried away by his brothers?

At that time, he will be empty for fetching water from the bamboo basket.

"Zhao Mo's lifelong ambition is just to guard the northwest." Zhao Mo's lips curled up into a smile, and there was some tenderness in his eyes that King Jin couldn't understand: "This is Zhao Mo's home."

Although he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, King Jin could see that what he said was the truth.

"Since that's the case, I won't play around with you," he said bluntly, "You have made great contributions this time, and the emperor will definitely seal you a marquis."

This war is the greatest achievement since the founding of the dynasty. King Jin can already imagine the joy of his father and the treatment of Zhao Mo, the chief minister.

"But if you choose to guard the northwest, you may lose further opportunities, are you willing?"

"It's sweet."

Zhao Mo met King Jin's eyes and spoke quietly.

"Okay." The last effort failed, King Jin patted his thigh: "That's it."

"Your subordinates are still in the front hall, we should go out too."

Zhao Mo silently put down the wine cup and followed behind King Jin.

Before going out, he suddenly said: "To show sincerity, Zhao Mo is willing not to marry for life."

Not marrying for life means that there will be no legitimate heir for life.

At that time, no matter how great the contribution is, it will be dissipated in the world with Zhao Mo's death.

This is a good thing that the emperor in Beijing and the King Jin at this moment dreamed of.

The founding emperor of this dynasty was a general who rebelled, which is why this dynasty has always guarded against generals.

Now that Zhao Mo offered not to leave any descendants, he was undoubtedly showing his loyalty to King Jin.

It must be for the sake of the children and grandchildren, so what if there are no children and grandchildren who have more rights?

King Jin should be relieved, but a strange feeling could not help but arise in his mind.

He unconsciously thought of the scene at the city gate today, the moment when Zhao Mo went up to Xie Zhuoma without hesitation.

Are these two people too intimate?