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Chapter 189 Father and Son Talking (3 more)

Ximen Hao felt happy. It seemed that his performance in the court today had been recognized by Di Hu.

Although the queen is his sister and the prince is his nephew, he is his son-in-law, and Di Yingying is his daughter!

It was said at first that the two were not helping each other, but it seems that the other party still couldn't let go of his daughter!

If the prince loses, the queen will be protected by the emperor and will still be a concubine.

If you lose, you can imagine Di Yingying's fate!

"What my father-in-law said is absolutely true. My son-in-law will definitely work hard."

Ximen Hao saluted again, and the father-in-law's screams became smoother and smoother.

Di Hu looked at Ximen Hao for a while, then nodded slowly:

"Your Highness, I hope you won't live up to what my little girl has done to you, and don't let our Di family become the laughing stock of the Qing Dynasty."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the hall.

"Father-in-law, don't worry, Yingying will be happy if you follow me!"

Ximen Hao made a promise to Di Hu's back.

The other party did not stop, but called Dean, the second son at the bottom, and left together.

The remaining officials also treated Ximen Hao politely, and even two marquises took the initiative to invite Ximen Hao to their residence.

Ximen Hao dealt with them one by one. Although he seemed calm and composed on the surface, he still had some difficulty.

These officials in the DPRK are all masters of politics, and I sometimes really figure out their thoughts.

It seems that Ji Wubing and I will be very busy in the future.

In the end, only Ximen Hao and the Jin Yiwei standing guard were left in Qingyang Hall. The huge Qingyang Hall became deserted.

"Oh~ this time is more tiring than fighting a battle!"

Ximen Hao sighed, took off his golden armor and put it away, then fanned vigorously with a folding fan.

Because, after such a while, his body was already soaked.

"Eunuch Wu, come out." He suddenly said calmly.

Sure enough, a figure flashed out by the screen behind the dragon chair. It was none other than the Emperor's closest Martial Saint, Eunuch Wu.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty is summoning you from behind."

Ximen Hao closed the folding fan and held it in his hand.

At this time, he took off his armor, wore a white robe, held a folding fan in his hand, and looked like a handsome young man.

"Thank you for your work, Eunuch Wu."

Wu Sheng smiled slightly and took Ximen Hao across the screen to a lounge at the back.

The lounge is not big, but it is fully furnished and lit with soothing sandalwood.

Ximen Potian had already taken off his imperial robe, taken off his imperial crown, and was wearing brocade clothes.

Sitting in front of a low table carved from solid wood, which was filled with tea sets and a small stove, I made Kung Fu tea by myself.

Ximen Hao took off his boots, stepped on the soft carpet, and bowed:

"My son, I pay my respects to my father."

"No need, sit down."

As Ximen Potian spoke, he placed the tea he had just brewed opposite.

Wu Sheng carefully closed the door from the outside, leaving only two people in the room.

Ximen Hao lifted his robe and sat opposite, looking slightly nervous.

Of course, this trace of nervousness was deliberately pretended by him.

"Come and try some of the new tea that your second uncle just sent as tribute a few days ago. It's really good."

Ximen Potian no longer looked like an emperor at this time, but a kind-hearted elder.

Ximen Hao glanced at the tea cup. There was light yellow tea in it, and a faint fragrance penetrated his nose, which immediately made him feel refreshed!

This kind of tea from another world is indeed extraordinary.

I picked up the tea cup and drank it in one gulp. The fragrance immediately entered my throat and made me feel much calmer.

"Dalang, your heart is not calm, this tea can calm it."

Ximen Potian said, and then he personally helped Ximen Haoman.

"Thank you, Father."

Ximen Hao salutes.

"Hahaha! If you don't hate me, I'll be satisfied."

Ximen Potian smiled, but it was a bit self-deprecating.

Ximen Hao is very unwilling to be alone with the other party. In front of the other party, it seems that he can expose himself at any time, which is very fucked up.

"Father, how could I hate you? If you hadn't asked me to go to Donglin City, I don't know where I would have been impeached by the ministers."

Ximen Potian glanced at Ximen Hao and suddenly sighed:

"Oh! Fortunately, I let you leave that day, so you have achieved what you have now. It seems that the god has been helping you!"

Ximen Hao felt a chill in his heart, but there was a hint of helplessness on his face:

"Father, that god is erratic and only occasionally gives me something for no apparent reason. My son and I are especially worried about what the other party's purpose is."

"Purpose? Haha~ Dalang, it's better to be alive than to be dead." Ximen Potian smiled.

Ximen Hao was stunned for a moment, then realized:

Yes! Being alive is better than being dead. No matter whether the system girl has any purpose or not, she is alive now and living well!

"Dalang, let me ask you a question!"

Ximen Potian's expression suddenly became serious.

"Father, please ask me."

"Did that god ever say that he would help you conquer the world?"

Ximen Hao stood up suddenly and saluted:

"Father! I just said that the immortal son has never talked about it or communicated with it. He just got some things to assist his cultivation inexplicably. Also, what I lost will be taken back with my own hands. No need.

Divine help!”

Ximen Potian looked at his eldest son, trying to see something in his eyes, but he still failed.

"Sit down."

"Thank you, Father."

Ximen Hao sat back down again, with a trace of anxiety flashing across his face.

"Haha~ Don't worry, I have sent people to clean up your prince palace, and the number of palace maids and eunuchs has also been increased. As for your subordinates, I have also ordered people to settle them in the prince palace. Your task today is to accompany you.

I will chat and then have a meal with my family in the harem later."

Ximen Potian didn't know why, but wanted to know more about his eldest son.

Because, he always feels that the other person is no longer the son he used to be and feels very strange.

Ximen Hao became nervous by the other party's words. He urgently needed to discuss it with Ji Wubing, but Ximen Potian was so anxious to have him come into contact with the concubines, princes, princesses, etc. that he was a little frightened.

"Dalang, are you sure about the Tiandu Order?"

Ximen Potian suddenly changed the topic.

Ximen Hao took a deep breath and asked:

"Then I wonder what topic Father asked?"

"Hahaha! What kind of topic can there be? Literature, martial arts, pointing, and governance. These are also important subjects that a prince should learn." Ximen Potian said with a smile.

"Civil and military guidance?"

Ximen Hao frowned at first, then understood.

Wen is a test of literary talent, Wu is a test of martial arts, referring to a test of commanding and fighting, and governance is a test of how to govern a country.

"Da Lang, I don't know if you have made any progress during this period of time, but your martial arts value is amazing. You have also participated in two wars with the orcs, and you should have some experience in commanding operations. As for the way of governing the country...

…Dalang, you should also know the importance of Tiandu Ling, I hope you will not be careless."

Ximen Potian really wanted Ximen Hao to get it, and it seemed that he really wanted to change the prince.

But when it comes to changing the prince, where can I just talk about it?


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