Chapter 260 A woman walking on thorns

Xianqing, the first day of March, is a time for fasting and feasting, and for opening the market.

Zhao Wujiang welcomed the morning glow, rode his horse across the long road, and returned to Chang'an City.

The sky is bright and clear today, and the wind is gentle and gentle. On the first day of March, there is a strong atmosphere that sweeps away the wind of compassion in February.

The East and West markets opened early, with merchants from all walks of life coming and going, and the crowds were noisy and prosperous.

The big bay-red horse ran all the way through Zhuque Street and headed towards the Imperial City.

Zhao Wujiang was a dusty man, and his handsome face was stained with a lot of vicissitudes of life, but his whole person was quite lively.

Yuan Tiangang died on Shannan Road the day before yesterday. The invisible shackles attached to the palace guard sand have been shattered. Zhao Wujiang has broken the palace guard sand.

At the same time, he also avenged his eldest brother Wang Yifang. After a whole night of searching, he also found the sacred bronze cauldron hidden by Yuan Tiangang, as well as a lifetime's worth of magical experience atlas.

Everything went smoothly on this trip.

Now he rushed to the palace city to see Wu Meiniang.

The horse passed the palace gate without anyone stopping him. The imperial guards in the palace had long been accustomed to Zhao Wujiang's willful and arrogant Shangshu Ling.

After tying the horse's reins, Zhao Wujiang walked along the palace road and walked easily towards Qifeng Palace.

As Yuan Tiangang died on Shannan Road and the palace guard sand was broken, Zhao Wujiang promised to meet Wu Meiniang in his heart.

Maybe he hadn't seen her for a few days, and he had a different kind of longing in his heart.

The palace was so deep that the maids and eunuchs all bowed to Zhao Wujiang.

The gate of Qifeng Palace was right in front of him, and Zhao Wujiang, whose clothes were like ink, was about to step in.

"stop!"

A majestic and hoarse voice sounded.

Zhao Wujiang looked for the sound and found a little old man standing behind him.

The little old man was two heads shorter than Zhao Wujiang. He had white hair and a boyish face. He was clasping his hands behind his back with a stern face:

"Little baby, this is not the place you should be!"

Zhao Wujiang's eyes were slightly narrowed, with a strange look on his face. The little old man didn't look away when he spoke, staring directly at Zhao Wujiang's chest, as if he didn't want to raise his head to look up at him.

He put his hands on his sleeves and said with a faint smile: "Old man, who are you talking to?"

"Of course it's you." The little old man didn't squint, staring closely at Zhao Wujiang's chest, as if Zhao Wujiang had two eyes on his chest.

Zhao Wujiang laughed dumbly, he had already guessed who this old man was.

Wu Meiniang once told him that the third grandfather, the elder of her lineage, was in the palace to protect her.

Now that the old man appears in Qifeng Palace, he is full of majesty, and his identity is ready to be revealed.

One of the great masters of the Wu family, Uncle Yan, a warrior, and Wu Santong, a legacy of the Sui Dynasty.

He knelt down, tried to look at the same level as the little old man Wu Santong, and said with a warm smile:

"My minister, Zhao Wujiang, is here to discuss important matters with your Majesty."

"Huh, who am I asking? It turns out to be you!" Wu Santong snorted coldly, but his expression softened a lot, and he stroked his beard and said:

"I heard that your boy beat up all the people from the seven tribes?

Not even the people from the Wu family were spared?"

"The situation forces it, the situation forces it!" Zhao Wujiang said with a smile.

"Humph, you don't have to worry, I'm not a protective person." Wu Santong said slowly.

The next moment, with lightning speed, he slapped Zhao Wujiang with his palm.

Zhao Wujiang smiled warmly, held out a palm, and struck Wu Santong, then released the force and took a few steps back lightly:

"Senior is really not someone who protects his shortcomings. He has never dealt harshly."

"Hmph." Wu Santong put his hands behind his back and snorted coldly:

"They were defeated because their skills were inferior to others. It also made them realize that there are people outside the world, and that in the Tang Dynasty, it was not only the clans that produced the most outstanding geniuses!"

He then looked at Zhao Wujiang carefully and sighed:

"You are quite a talented person, gentle and elegant. I have also heard that you are talented in both civil and military arts, as well as your superb medical skills. Now it seems that what you said is true.

Just because of my martial arts skills, I can even block my sudden attack. The next generation is to be feared, the next generation is to be feared, haha."

Zhao Wujiang stared at Wu Santong, who was laughing kindly, and while smiling, he grabbed the air on the right with his right hand and caught Wu Santong's palm as he dodged forward.

The two stared at each other, Zhao Wujiang smiled and said: "Senior, what are you doing?"

Seeing that another attack failed, Wu Santong coughed a few times, his old eyes were introverted and turned around, and he changed the subject to cover up his embarrassment:

"I also heard that you and Chu'er have a close relationship. Is this true?"

Chu'er? Is Wu Meiniang's real name? Zhao Wujiang's heart was moved. When he was at Blue Star, he often read history books, such as "New Tang Book", "Old Tang Book", "Zi Zhi Tong Jian", etc., and knew that Wu Meiniang's original name had long been hidden in the vast years.

in the middle, but after inference, it should be Wu Chu, the second or fourth tone.

Wu Chu, Chu, walking on thorns, is in line with Wu Meiniang's process of becoming emperor.

"Senior, I am the minister, and now my wife is in charge of government affairs." Zhao Wujiang clasped his fists and said seriously.

Wu Santong had a straight face and waved his hand impatiently:

"Come here, come here less. I've walked through more salt than you have ever eaten. What haven't you seen?"

You can rest assured that I am not one of those pedantic dogs in the clan!"

There is something interesting about this old man. Zhao Wujiang thought in his mind and thought about his words.

Just at this moment, a figure as petite as a lark ran over with a wide smile on his face.

"Third uncle!"

Qing'er was dressed in a tender blue dress, elegant and refined. She jumped up to the two of them and took the little old man Wu Santong's arm familiarly.

Wu Santong's stern face instantly turned into a doting and loving one, with a smile on his face.

"Third uncle, I have some government affairs to discuss with Mr. Zhao. Please don't embarrass him." Qing'er pouted and kept shaking Wu Santong's arm. At the same time, he kept winking and signaling to Zhao Wujiang.

The little old man Wu Santong had a straight face again and said helplessly in a deep voice: "Go."

Zhao Wujiang nodded and cupped his fists: "Thank you, senior."

"Third uncle, Qing'er will take you around." Qing'er smiled sweetly and dragged Wu Santong outside of Qifeng Palace. Her big eyes turned into crescents and she winked at Zhao Wujiang.

Zhao Wujiang laughed dumbly.

Wu Santong was reluctant: "There is nothing good to see in the palace. It seems that there are walls, trees, flowers, grass, and so on."

"There are many old ladies in the palace." Qing'er pouted.

Wu Santong's eyes lit up and he coughed lightly: "The main reason is that I'm tired of staying in Qifeng Palace, so I might as well go out for a walk."

"Let's go." Qing'er smiled sweetly and dragged Wu Santong away, gradually disappearing from Zhao Wujiang's sight.

Zhao Wujiang straightened his clothes, stepped into Qifeng Palace, and walked towards Wu Meiniang's bedroom.

Zhao Wujiang took a leisurely stroll and came to the palace.

Wu Meiniang is already waiting at the door.

Today, she was not wearing a phoenix crown and a harem, but a sky-blue jade robe. Her eyebrows were picturesque, and her delicate and pretty face was lightly painted with pink and white, making her look as radiant as a fairy in the dust.

Seeing Zhao Wujiang coming, she smiled and her smile captivated the country.

Her eyes were like autumn water, full of water, and her red lips were slightly parted:

"You're here."
Chapter completed!