Princess too Young, Prince too Old

Lu Zhishan also nodded: "That's right, how many soldiers does Zhao Jingting have now?"

"General Qiu, there are only 50,000 troops in the Coulomb army in the face, but there are already 130,000 in the secret. Those soldiers are natives of the Northwest. They are loyal, simple and strong, and are good candidates for recruitment. And we It ’s good to be a soldier, to work when the farm is busy, to train in the off-farm, and to have a military army. The soldiers at the screwdriver are grateful to the general. Dade is loyal, ”Du Heng added. Sharon is training, and our Northwest base is very large today. "

Lu Zhishan is very satisfied: "Zhao Jingting is a good hand in training, and now he has brought Xie Lun back, it has never been disappointing."

Du Heng laughed: "Over time, this little General Xie must have made us shine."

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Jiasheng 23rd month of the 23rd year

Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Cheng Yuanbo braved the goose feathers and snow to enter the palace to see long live, but was blocked by Zhao Ruhai outside the Taihe Hall.

"Uncle, Long Live and King Baojun are discussing the administration of the court in the Imperial Study Room. I'm afraid I don't have time to see you today, so please go back." Zhao Ruhai enthusiastically persuaded Cheng Yuanbo to go back first.

With an expression of grief and anger, Cheng Yuanbo shook his head and said, "Long live now, the old minister is waiting outside."

"Uncle, why are you doing this?" Zhao Ruhai sighed, shook his head, and instructed a little **** to raise a parachute for Cheng Yuanbo to snow, and he turned back to the hall.

Zhao Ruhai carefully picked the curtains in. The atmosphere in the Royal Study was a little dignified. Lu Mingwei sat up and stared at the memorials on the table. Baojun Wang Luzhihe waited carefully, not even breathing.

"Long live, Cheng Yuanbo is here, and I'm waiting outside the hall. See if ..." Zhao Ruhai said with some difficulty.

"No! No! Let him go back!" Lu Mingwei frowned impatiently, paused and then slowed his tone, "This cold day, Cheng Yuanbo is old again, and I send someone to give birth to my uncle. Return to the house. "

"Yes, the slaves obeyed." Zhao Ruhai agreed a little hesitantly, then bowed back.

Cheng Yuanbo's face was a bit waxy, maybe it was frozen, his lips were pale, Zhao Ruhai couldn't bear it, and he once persuaded him: "Uncle, long live Lord, I really have no time to see you today, even if you When it's dark, you can't see Viva, so please go back. "

Cheng Yuanbo shouted: "The ... the little girl ... the bones ..."

Before he finished speaking, Cheng Yuanbo was already crying and couldn't say any more.

Zhao Ruhai sighed in a low voice: "Uncle, you have been careful all your life, don't go, wrong idea, princess Heshuo's death in a foreign country is pathetic, but uncle, you have more than one princess, isn't it? You ca n’t just be a princess Thinking alone, isn't it? After all, the deceased has gone, and Uncle should think more about the living. "

Cheng Yuanbo's complexion was stagnant, and his eyes were even more desolate. After a while, he wiped his tears, and said dumbly, "Thank you for your mention."

"The uncle talks a lot," Zhao Ruhai said busyly, taking the parchment and handing it to Cheng Yuanbo to wipe his tears, and called the apprentice Xiao Anzi under the gallery. "Have a few people raise the soft and tender, and send the uncle back to the house. in."

"Yes, the slaves obey."

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