Martial Sage

Before returning to the house, Tang Hao saw the housekeeper waiting outside the house anxiously.

Seeing Tang Hao's return, the housekeeper immediately greeted him and said.

"Lord, Lord Eldest Sun is here."

Tang Hao frowned at Changsun Wuji's visit. Isn't this Lord's coming as an idea for his newly brewed wine?

As soon as I entered the North House, I saw Changsun Wuji who was cooked by himself, pouring wine and tasting.

Seeing this, Tang Hao's eyes straightened.

This old man is really well informed!

I knew about my wine so soon!

Seeing Tang Hao coming in, Changsun Wuji waved to greet him.

"Come on, nephew, why did you hide this baby?"

Tang Hao glanced at Chang Sun Wuji and the Chang Sun Chong next to him in an angry manner. It seemed that the two regarded themselves as relatives completely, ignoring Tang Hao's own disagreement.

At this moment, it looked more like this was Changsun Mansion rather than Tang Hao's Viscount Mansion.

Seeing Tang Hao sitting still, the eldest grandson smiled, pouring a glass of wine for Tang Hao, and said casually.

"Brother Tang, I heard that you entered the palace?"

Tang Hao answered simply.

"There are some things to report to your Majesty. Then Empress Changsun summoned and went to Lizhengdian."

Regarding the orphan of the former prince, Tang Hao would naturally not mention it.

Looking at Tang Hao, whose words were vague, the father and son knew well, and they certainly wouldn't ask more.

Changsun Wuji took a sip of wine, put away his smile, became a little serious, said.

"My nephew, you have made too many enemies these days, and now you have no generals in your hands. It is better to be careful in everything."

"But you don't have to be afraid. If someone chooses something, our eldest grandson will take care of you."

It turned out that the eldest grandson and his son came to support themselves.

Now in this Chang'an City, everyone close to him has gone to the north, leaving him alone. The words of Changsun Wuji gave Tang Hao a touch of warmth in his heart.

Ever since that handkerchief, Changsun Wuji had always protected himself intentionally or unintentionally, whether on weekdays or in court, which really made Tang Hao a little unbearable.

And Changsun Wuji seemed to follow the obsession in Tang Hao's heart very much. Outsiders treated Tang Hao for business, but the Viscount's mansion was extremely enthusiastic.

Tang Hao also knew that even if he refused this kindness, Changsun Wuji would not change his mind and simply nodded.

Changsun Wuji looked solemn and said calmly.

"Regarding the matter of the Northern Territory, your majesty's attitude is unclear, and the old man has also beaten him on the sidelines, but the king of Tang did not respond. Now, the old man does not know what his majesty meant."

"However, you have to prepare in advance, no matter if it is from literary or martial arts."

Tang Hao nodded slightly and responded.

Changsun Wuji saw the sadness in Tang Hao's eyes, smiled with satisfaction, and said.

"My nephew cares nothing more than that. From the perspective of the old man, the two military divisions have hundreds of thousands of troops. It is difficult for this battle to end in a short time."

"You have your own advantage. The raid on Yinshan Mountain is a feat not seen in the history of the Tang Dynasty. This time, among the young generation in Chang'an, the nephew is the only one who has the potential of cavalry to rush for experience."

After that, a touch of determination flashed in the eyes of Changsun Wuji, said.

"If there is a chance to play, the old man will definitely recommend his nephew, and will not waste his martial arts."

Seeing Changsun Wuji taking care of himself like this, Tang Hao even felt a trace of guilt in his heart.

How can oneself be so dear to an emperor's relatives!

However, although Changsun Wuji's words were half said, they just confirmed what Tang Hao had been thinking in the past few days.

In this battle, Wei Guogong Li Jing was known as the Great Tang Army God, using soldiers like a god, but the Jie Li Khan could sit on the position of the leader of several tribes, and he was by no means mediocre.

With 100,000 troops on both sides, it is difficult to decide the male and female in a short time, and it is inevitable that they will be in a stalemate.

At this time, Datang urgently needed someone who could break the game, and he was precisely the most experienced of this younger generation, so that he would have a great chance of going into battle.

But so, it's just the endurance of Sun Wuji and Own's guess.

Regarding Tang Wang's attitude, let alone Changsun Wuji, even he couldn't figure it out.

But from the bottom of his heart, Tang Hao still hopes to join the army and get more promotion opportunities, but in many cases, these things are not for him to decide.

In the era of Datang, of course, we must follow the rules of the game of Datang, and the makers of the rules of Datang are the king of Tang.

The eldest son and father didn't linger too much. They relieved Tang Hao a bit. Changsun Wuji poured a pot of wine and left with Changsun Chong.

After listening to Chang Sun Wuji's words, Tang Hao's heart was also a little cheerful.

Standing in the north courtyard, pondering for a long time, said to Wu Tong.

"Half of the eighteen knights were recalled, and a large amount of saltpeter and sulfur were purchased."

After a pause, Tang Hao added.

"In your spare time, you let these brothers relax. As for inquiring about information, it has been handed over to the bad guys, and you just have a rest."

Having said that, Tang Hao looked up at the setting sun that was about to set, and muttered.

"Perhaps, it won't be long before we will be on the stage."

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