Great Husband of the Northern Song Dynasty

Zhao Xu's life in the palace was unstoppable. Sometimes he even wanted to come out to provoke himself and let himself vent.

Yes, just vent.

Since the last time I was taken to the Qinglou, the little rookie was a savage and had some sleepless nights.

However, it is impossible for the Qinglou to go again. This is Shen An's words. It is not frivolous to say that he is going to the Qinglou again.

What can we do?

When dreaming back at midnight, he thought of the ongoing wife seeking procedure.

As the eldest son, the future prince and emperor, his right wife must be cautious, but too cautious, so that his younger brother Zhao Hao said his wife can not be so entangled, otherwise he would rather find a daughter of the people.

Yes!

Too cautious is only entangled, but he can do nothing about it.

Gao Taotao's enthusiasm for finding a daughter-in-law is probably unprecedented. Many women ... No, many girls have entered her line of sight. Looking at the left and right, she feels that the chaotic flowers gradually become charming. Look dizzy.

This is Zhao Xu's marriage, he is now desperate, just don't be too ugly, don't be too stupid.

"King, someone from the official's house is here."

Joe's two-faced waxy came in, his body trembling like a candle in the wind, his eyes full of despair.

After pulling for two consecutive days, he felt that the intestines were pulled out, but fortunately stopped in time last night.

Okay, just fine, but I am constipated today ...

Either you can't pull it or you can't pull it out, which **** is offended!

Qiao Er prayed desperately, hoping that the fairy who had the wrong hand could hear his own voice, and then modify the object.

For example ... Wang Chongnian is good. The man is strong and strong, and the amount of food is as large as a cow. It should be a toss.

Zhao Xu glanced at him and frowned, "Why is it listless?"

"No matter what." Qiao Er did not dare to say that he was ill, otherwise he would be taken out, and God knows whether he can come back.

Noble people can't get sick around them. This is the iron law, and you have to endure when you are sick.

"That's good." Zhao Xu ordered: "Let him come."

After the coming man came in, he told him: "King, today Uncle Cao Guowu will perform martial arts in the palace, and the official family will let you pass."

‘“ Yanwu? ”Zhao Xu was interested and got up and said,“ Go right away. ”

Later he took people to the front, Zhao Shu has arrived.

"Dalang, come here." Zhao Shu looked at his spirit and waved with a smile.

Zhao Xu saluted in the past, and then asked: "Guanjia, what does this mean?"

"sit."

It stands to reason that there is no seat for Zhao Xu next to Zhao Shu, but Zhao Shu is not so strict, so he asked people to set up a pier on the side and let Zhao Xu sit down.

"My mother said that Cao Fei has quite a talent for training. He also went to Fuzhou and killed the enemies in the battle with the Liao. In the future, if he had the opportunity to let him fight, it would be a good story. "

"The wise official."

Zhao Xu laughed when he couldn't help but hear that he compared the national relatives to pigs.

Zhao Shu glared at him and said, "You should also think carefully about how to balance them. This is the emperor's problem."

National kinship, dignitaries, officials, martial arts ... how to balance these relations?

A well-balanced person is Ming Jun. A poorly balanced one is mostly a faint monarch.

This is the basic skill, Zhao Shu is teaching his son this knowledge.

Zhao Xu said, "It is enough to think fair."

"Simple!" Zhao Shu said dissatisfiedly: "If it is so simple, how can I be cautious? The country is different from the dignitaries, and the ones with different shades are different. These should be more detailed, and they are all familiar, so you can handle it with ease. ... "

Zhao Xu got up and crossed his arms and said: "Yes, he wants to be taught."

Zhao Shu nodded with satisfaction: "You are very smart, which is much better than I was back then. But smart is afraid of being proud, and people will easily forget the form when they are proud, and they will make mistakes ... so humility is the reason to be human."

"Yes."

Zhao Shu ’s words were correct, but the fault was that he used the perspective of an old man to teach the young Zhao Xu.

The young man's blood is stubborn, what is it? What kind of boy is it?

Zhao Xu looked very sincere and serious. Zhao Shu couldn't help but caress and smile, and felt that his ability to teach children was probably among the best among the emperors.

Just looking at Zhao Xu's expression, he suddenly felt a little familiar and asked subconsciously, "What should the young man do?"

Zhao Xu was thinking about his own leader's triumph, and heard the words: "When the spring breeze is proud, when the clothes are angry ..."

Uh!

It seems wrong!

Zhao Xu slipped and said what was in his heart. He glanced at his father and saw him sinking in water. He couldn't help regretting his intestines.

Zhao Shu said coldly: "I said, why do you look so familiar with your sincere and serious look? It turns out that you are in the same line with Shen An, looking at honest and pure, but all inside are fake."

The more he wanted to get bigger, he got up and walked around twice, and said irritably: "Young people don't learn well, they learn old tricks and tricks, they learn to be honest ... what kind of truth is this? Miscellaneous?

"When my father was as old as you, I read and write articles all day long. What about you? For your father, I worry that you have gone the old way, so I let you go in and out of the imperial city, but what did you learn? ... "

He glanced at his son and saw that his head was lowered, very annoyed, and he couldn't help but reassure, "Can you tell me something wrong?"

"The minister knows wrong."

Zhao Xu honestly admits his mistake.

Zhao Shu said with satisfaction: "I have to change it in the future ... uh! Just don't change it."

Fathers basically want their children to learn to pretend that they are essential skills in life, and of course Zhao Shu is no exception.

So he was embarrassed.

The son is doing well!

He pretended to be so true, and if he had thought of Shen An, he would not be able to tell the difference.

In the future, he will not lose money when facing the officials, is this not good?

Zhao Shu embarrassedly said: "That ... after ... it will be like this in the future."

As an emperor, Jinkouyuyan is basic, that is to say, he can't regret every sentence he says.

But Zhao Shu regretted it now.

Zhao Xu raised his head and moved in his heart, "Officials, no obstacles."

For the sake of his son, Zhao Shu left those **** Jinkouyuyan aside, this is the heart of pity.

"Officials, Uncle Cao is here."

The father and son are experiencing this rare and warm moment, Cao Fei is coming.

He brought sixty people, this number is not much, just within the scope.

These sixty people all wear armor and hold wooden knives.

Chen Zhongheng whispered: "Guan family, these armor are borrowed from the front of the palace by the Cao family, and the Privy Council has known it."

The Emperor Song Dynasty's greatest concern was rebellion, so these had to be explained.

Zhao Shu looked around and nodded in satisfaction.

Look around. Hundreds of pro-government officials stand below. If those sixty people want to rebelliously, they must pass this level first.

After the salute, Zhao Shu said: "Yanwu Yanwu, I don't know what to practice, but the prince is here, he knows more than I do, you will practice one by one."

This is the foreshadowing.

My son is more powerful than me in military matters.

This is an affirmation.

Cao Fei glanced at Zhao Xu, remembering that he had been with Shen Anxiu for a long time, and was somewhat guilty.

The set of Shen An Nong does not work!

He didn't know, but as a powerful man on paper, he could only trust the great Song Dynasty general Shen An.

"Practice."

Cao Fei stood on the side, his expression solemn.

The sixty people spread out in two batches, standing opposite each other at thirty steps.

These sixty people are the foundation of the Cao family. From generation to generation now, it is the last capital of Cao Bin.

The leaders on both sides were white-haired old pawns. Zhao Shu asked when he saw, "Where did the two come from?"

Cao Fei said recently: "The official family, these two are descendants of the first generation of the Cao family's escort. They also killed the enemy in the border area ... and suffered heavy casualties."

This is the means by which the Cao family cultivates guards, and it is also the heart of boxing.

The guards killed on the battlefield were casually thrown into a certain army, and it was more than enough to serve as a commander, but they suffocated them as guards at the Cao family, and there was no place to use them.

This is loyalty.

"It was originally intended to be used when the Cao family's children came into battle?"

Zhao Shu was very satisfied with Cao Fei's confession, so he was very kind.

But this is also taught by Shen An.

——If you want to talk to the official family, just let me tell you, do n’t hesitate, do n’t lie, you have to know one thing, that is, you are all the key guards of the Imperial City Division.

Cao Fei did so, and it looks good now.

Thank you, Anbei!

Cao Fei was grateful and said, "Yes, the officials are wise."

Zhao Shu said with a smile: "The Cao family originally wanted to do something in military affairs, but then the children gradually lost Wu Yong. Now it is not bad to your generation. If you can make a difference today, I will have the opportunity to go out in the future. I will consider."

Cao Fei rejoiced when he heard it, "Thank you, Guanjia."

Zhao Shu nodded slightly, "Go ahead."

Just now Cao Fei called up to practice, and the two old soldiers didn't move at all. This is the opportunity, at least better than Cao Fei, the owner.

Chen Zhongheng walked over and said, "The official family has orders, let's get started."

In an instant, the eyes of the two old soldiers were all indifferent, looking at each other and shouting: "Kill the past!"

There is no formation, no formation, and small-scale fighting is about courage!

Zhao Shu asked: "Why is there no position?"

This question is very embarrassing!

Cao Fei forgot Shen An's account and said, "Officials, this is the negligence of the officials."

Zhao Shu felt that he had caught Cao Fei's shortcomings, and smiled: "The lady said that you are familiar with the military book, and you want to come to this, so you should pay attention to it in the future."

He felt that he was able to instruct Cao Fei anyway, and his sense of accomplishment gradually filled up.

Zhao Xu frowned: "Small-scale fighting is about bravery, but the situation is useless."

He felt that his dad was also poisoned by Emperor Taizong.

The position is useful, but what is more useful is the general's imperial command ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Zhao Shu felt that he was being fooled by Cao Fei, and immediately lowered his views on this performance.

Cao Fei just wanted to explain that it had already begun there.

The two old pawns rushed together.

The wooden knife chopped lightning, blocked ...

Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang!

The wooden knives of the two continued to block the impact, and the gaps gradually became dense.

The brave men were fighting together, and the wooden sword did not hesitate to kill, and they did not avoid it at all, directly chopping according to the vital point.

Even if it is protected by armor, it is uncomfortable once it is cut, and if it is bad luck, it must not be hit hard.

"Snapped!"

The two old soldiers' wooden knives struggled to chop, but the wooden knife on one side was cut off.

The old **** with the broken knife did not panic, he threw his half-cut wooden knife in his hand, and then flung himself up.

The old **** over there wielded a half-cut wooden knife, and immediately cut it on the opponent's shoulder.

Zhao Shu narrowed his eyes when he heard a muffled noise. I feel too tragic.

The old **** in the sword roared, and his hands hit the opponent's ears heavily.

Boom!

The old pistol of the middle fist lost his eyes, which was an expression of unconsciousness, but he still remembered to throw a fist.

Boom!

The opponent naturally refused to give in, and the two of them struggled to punch, one punch after another, the blood flowing continuously, soaring ...

"Stop!"

Zhao Shu couldn't bear it, and Cao Fe couldn't bear it, but he remembered Shen An's explanation: to be true, to show the most tragic side of the battlefield to the official's house, this is half the battle.

Cao Fei just wanted to stop, but the two old soldiers stumbled and began to retreat ...

Boom!

The two old soldiers fell to the ground, and everyone was horrified.

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Goodnight everybody!

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