Another old man said: "You guys should stop talking. The Yu family has always had concubines in the palace. Yu Cun kept Tinglan, but he didn't give away his own granddaughter. I'm afraid he gave it away in the name of the new emperor ascending the throne."
Although I guessed that he was not good, Yu Cun is indeed a capable candidate to prevent or promote the civil war at present. The new emperor still doesn’t know whose family he will be. Yu Cun’s heart can only be placed on peace and the people.
We cannot allow him to have too many backup options and have random thoughts."
After Zhao Youlin heard this, he pondered for a moment: "As ordered, I will send Ting Xiao to the Yu family tomorrow morning, bringing lots of gifts. When Yu Cun sees it, he will naturally understand that my family will give it to him as a gift and we will give it to him together."
At this time, Zhao Tinggong returned to his seat after some debate.
Today it is no longer the case that you win and we lose, but the two sides debate under the current situation to make peace last longer until the new emperor Youde comes to the throne.
Zhao Tinggong performed with satisfaction, and he was also satisfied with Duan Lin and Duan Qin.
So, he was confused.
Why is it that whenever I decide whether to propose marriage to Duan Lin or Duan Qin, the image of the fifth brother standing with his hands behind his back appears before his eyes.
Fifth brother?
Could it be that she is really a woman?
Should I wait and find out more before making a marriage commitment?
But Sister Duan Lin or Sister Duan Qin will definitely not have to wait long, as there are other children in the Zhao family.
Zhao Tinggong was hard to choose for a while.
Before lunch, Mr. Chen also made a speech on the Feiyu Platform, which was basically a general mobilization before the battle to defend the city. He stated that there was enough food and grass in the city and there was no shortage of everything. Everyone could defend the city with one heart.
During lunch, Zhao Tingxiao disappeared.
...
As the sun set, Zhao Tingxiao put the bamboo hat on his head, looked at the unfamiliar surroundings, and smiled happily.
"Humph, if I don't leave, brother Ting Gong will go out as soon as the marriage is confirmed. What should I do? I'll wait at home for him to go shopping until he's full, and then come back and give me a few stories to tell me, but I won't agree."
I took off the purple bamboo flute from my waist. I liked it so much that I simply took it out.
A person came out from behind him: "Master, no matter how nagging you are, you have to hurry up and stay in a safe place at night. Let's look ahead to see if there is a village."
Zhao Tingxiao is not willful to the end. He knows that what he encounters when he goes out is not necessarily bandits and illegal shops. These are dangers in peaceful times. He may encounter troubled times in one place or another.
He brought out a nurse named Zhao Wuquan, who was very good at boxing and ranked fifth, so he was named that way.
As the name suggests, he also has four brothers, Zhao Yiquan, Zhao Erquan... Zhao Siquan, who followed the other men of the Zhao family respectively.
The master and servant did not dare to delay and hurried on their way.
Even though he had seen Tai Ping's light body kung fu, Zhao Tingxiao still had a mysterious self-confidence. He believed that he could catch up with the young master, and by following the clues, he could catch up with Yu Wu Lei Qi.
Why is he so confident?
Well, Ting Xiao has been confident since she was a child. She is naughty and talented in reading.
...
Guangyang is a large city with many market towns and villages around it. The Zhao family is an aristocratic family in the city, and some villages belong to his family.
In order to avoid the Zhao family's villages, Zhao Tingxiao took a detour after leaving the city gate. He walked on a detour for half a day and did not go more than twenty miles, but left the most important villages and family temples of the Zhao family behind.
There are so many conveniences at home. After I go out, I just want to go as far as possible. To save trouble, I brought out tonight’s dinner.
When the moonlight came up, Zhao Tingxiao gnawed a whole chicken as he walked, and Zhao Wuquan also had a whole chicken in his hand, with a water bag hanging on his belt. They all ate with great satisfaction.
The night breeze brought a coolness all over his body. Zhao Tingxiao let out a comfortable moan and became inspired by poetry: "The cool night blows the flute over thousands of mountains and moonlight, and the dark road is charming with hundreds of flowers." This is an ancient poem by Ouyang Xiu. Zhao Tingxiao read it
He just felt like he couldn't express his feelings.
Liveliness is about blooming outside the home, and your mood is like an uncontrollable ocean tide, beating the rhythm of your heart.
"Ah, night. Ah, moon. Ah, village..."
Zhao Tingxiao tried to organize a night run.
At this time, he was indeed on the road at night, taking in the time and scenery, and wrote a letter and sent it home, making his grandfather regret not letting the goshawk fly out earlier, and his father regretting his neglect in the past.
His son is obviously a hero in the world, but he has been scolded by his father for being impetuous, scolded for being out of touch, and always being neglected.
"Master! There is a village."
Zhao Wuquan's surprise cry completely destroyed Shi Xing.
"Uncle Wu, you have killed all the scenery." Zhao Tingxiao complained.
Zhao Wuquan understood the concept of "shaking the scenery" and said with a smile: "You can't take it with you anyway. I have already seen it, so there is no harm in killing them all."
Zhao Tingxiao felt that these words were funny again, so he smiled and stopped on the spot in cooperation: "I'll finish dinner here. Uncle Wu, go find a good place to stay and pick me up again."
Zhao Wuquan was extremely satisfied: "My young master is always easy to talk to like this on the road. No matter what, even if someone at home chases me, I will accompany you on all walks of life."
"Haha, my fifth uncle still understands me. It's night, so you should be careful. As for me, I'll take a name while eating..."
Zhao Wuquan hadn't left yet, but Zhao Tingxiao had already begun to think: "The young master is a stingy guy, and he doesn't allow me to use big characters. In fact, he hasn't studied much in private school for three years. Instead of using big characters, he overwhelms the nickname of the young master. There are too many."
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After taking a bite of the chicken, he thought: "How about Tingxiao Juxia? There are no big characters."
"Crazy hero Zhao Tingxiao, I don't care about using big characters."
"Chasing the wind, taking lives, chasing the wind thousands of miles, Zhao Tingxiao, this name is very majestic."
Unintentionally, he turned his eyes and said, "Hey, Uncle Wu is still standing here, aren't you looking for a place to go?"
"Shh."
Zhao Tingxiao became energetic, and there were countless shadow puppet plays in his mind. Are there thieves? Are there thieves? Are there immortals?
It's not unusual to encounter robbers when you go out at night, and it's normal for mountain spirits, foxes, monsters and gods to descend to the earth.
When Zhao Wuquan heard the news, his expression gradually changed: "Master, there is no one in that village."
The sun rises and sets, and the small village in the quiet night is like a hazy dream. Although it is common to save lamp oil, it is impossible to have no lights. A few lights are scattered in the village, which is the normal appearance of ordinary villages at night.
If there are lights, there should be people, otherwise who would light the lights?
However, when Zhao Wuquan took a step forward, he noticed something was wrong and silenced his young master. Still, he did not smell the smell of cooking smoke and dinner in the wind, nor did he hear the sound of clothes being beaten, the firewood door being pushed shut, or the sounds of chickens entering the pen and dogs biting the chickens.
It's also easy to hear.
It's just too quiet.
"Sir, stand behind the tree. If I can't come back, you can stop here and run five miles in this direction, which is our Zhao family's village. You will be safe there."
Zhao Tingxiao didn't like to be stumped by any questions, including emergencies. He rolled his eyes and answered questions: "I should save you first."
How could Zhao Juxia escape on his own? It would be a shame.
"You can only save me after you are safe." Zhao Wuquan was extremely serious.
Zhao Tingxiao had nothing to say in reply, so he gave a thumbs up: "Uncle Wu is right, but good luck has its own destiny. Uncle Wu, you must be fine."
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morning.
Halfway through the week, I hope everything goes well.
I'm a little tired for the special date. I'll update this morning. See you at noon.