"Aren't you coaxing your parents into the city just to hear this?"

The old man looked at Zhao Hao's smile and felt a little relieved when he wanted to kick him in the face.

This was the first time that the grandfather and grandson talked openly about things, which made him sad and happy.

What’s good is that the Zhao family has no problem with their bloodline. When they quarrel with their children’s grandmother, they were always criticized for their poor bloodline and gave birth to a stupid son.

As a result, what are the problems with the Zhao family’s bloodline?

Sadly...

I have been leading you into the ditch for more than ten years, but end up running wildly in the ditch, faster than running on the road.

Is it a problem with the ditch or mine?

Before misleading, you are a little genius.

After being misled, you are still a little genius.

Then I was misleading?

The old man was depressed. The reason why he brought Zhao Hao into the ditch was because he was worried that his old friend would be in a grudge.

I don’t know how this old guy raised a child, so he taught me a lot of waste.

Look at me, Luan Te Niang taught me a great general and a little profiteer.

Is it difficult to teach children?

My grandson will retaliate. As long as someone provokes him, he will take revenge even if he uses all his tricks. Who are you?

Even Jiang Huai, the eldest princess who founded Feiyuwei and the Military Intelligence Department, dared to take action, let alone others.

Is it fun to take revenge?

Of course it's great!

The old Zhao family is so urinary.

Even if he, a person like Zhao Dingbian, who serves the country and the people, dares to seriously injure Jiang Huai in front of Jiang Zheng because his wife was assassinated. If Jiang Zheng had not stopped him, he would have been abandoned on the spot.

The principle of the Zhao family is that they can be wronged for justice, but they will never swallow their anger because of other endurance.

But if this grandson plays too much, it will be a matter of time before it is exposed.

The old man pondered for a moment: "How do you plan to kill?"

Since his wife was assassinated by Jiang Huai, his relationship with this poisonous woman had already been cut off. The reason why she was not ruined was entirely due to Jiang Zheng's face.

As a result, she never thought that she would dare to do these tricks.

Tolerance is definitely not tolerant, but if Zhao Hao can't give a satisfactory answer, he will not let his grandson take the risk.

Zhao Hao pondered for a moment and asked slowly, "Grandpa, does the MIIS still have anything to do with Jiang Huai?"

The old man narrowed his eyes: "After the MIIT matured, it directly returned it to the army, but many of the veterans in it were brought out by her. It would be impossible to say that there was nothing to do with him."

Indeed, even if Jiang Huai is Jiang Zheng's sister, Jiang Zheng would not allow a royal family to control the two investigation organizations of the MIIS and Feiyuwei.

Otherwise, one person would have the ability to guide the army and shock all officials, and also have a royal status, so why not let her be the emperor?

Returning the Military Intelligence Service to the army is an inevitable choice.

Zhao Hao couldn't help but smile: "That's good!"

The old man looked at the grandson's slutty smile and immediately understood what he wanted to do. He felt a little relieved. This was indeed the most appropriate method.

Then he asked, "What do you need?"

Zhao Hao stretched out three fingers: "I need three things."

"Oh? Tell me in detail!"

"First! I want my grandma to have all the relationships between enemies and friends at home and abroad."

"no problem."

"Second! I lack personnel, I need ten people, I don't need cultivation, I am smart and clever, and I can do things. If outsiders don't know that they are from Zhenguo Mansion."

The old man frowned slightly. He had too many smart and clever people who were good at doing things, but outsiders knew that they were from Zhenguo Mansion...

Yes, but not many.

He waved his hand: "Ten are too many, up to five!"

Zhao Hao was overjoyed: "A word is certain!"

The old man slapped his thigh, his face full of regret, and he gave him more!

He rubbed his temples: "What about the third one?"

Zhao Hao stretched out his finger: "Third, I hope you will act in a play when you come back."

The old man frowned: "What? He still commanded me?"

Zhao Hao smiled and said, "I don't have to give you a price, I will follow the most precious actor in Kyoto. You know, Xu Lingyun, the headmaster of our Chingyue Class, a local tycoon wants to order her to act alone in private, one for a Chingyue Class. How about I give you two Chingyue Class? If you round up, you will be the one for a Chingyue Class."

The old man kicked him in the butt: "Get out!"

Zhao Hao wiped the mud on his face, rubbed his left hips and stood up, and said dissatisfiedly: "If you don't act, you won't act, why are you still touching? Xu Lingyun only let that local tycoon get out..."

Looking at his dog face, the old man was so angry that his temples thrust out, and cursed: "I will kick you to death if you are disrespectful!"

He glared at Zhao Hao for a while, lowered his voice and said, "Let's talk about it when I come back!"

"Why!"

Zhao Hao nodded with a smile: "You have to come back early. I have to give Zhiyu a gift before the wedding."

Big wedding...

The old man heard his intentions, but what he thought of was another thing. He turned around and looked at the bamboo building and murmured: "Yes... the grandson is almost married! Hao'er, come with me!"

"Why!"

Although Zhao Hao didn't know what he meant, he followed him. The old man took out a key from his pocket, opened one of the drawers, and then took out two paintings.

Open it and take a look.

Good guy!

Zhao Hao was also shocked. It turned out to be two wedding photos... no! It was two portraits of marriage.

The background of the two married portraits are bamboo houses.

However, the background of the first picture is the real wilderness. There is no such lush bamboo forest, and the bamboo building should be smaller. It is estimated that two people live in a big and three people live in a crowded place. A young couple is wearing wedding clothes, loving love.

At that time, Zhao Dingbian had seen vicissitudes on his face, but his grandmother was young and beautiful. She leaned gently on her husband's shoulder, holding a big axe in one hand and stroking her slightly raised belly with the other, with a smile on her face.

There are more people on the second picture, and the background is the current bamboo building.

The young black-faced man smiled and hugged his shy wife. The old man stood upright, with grandma's eyebrows and eyes a little gloomy, but she also had a smile.

Zhao Hao sighed: "Grandpa, you see that you have made grandma angry."

A trace of shame flashed in the old man's eyes. He did not answer the words, but said, "These two paintings were written by a painter from Qi State. I have written a letter to invite him to come over. After you get married with Zhiyu, come to this bamboo building and ask him to draw a picture for us."

"Why!"

Zhao Hao nodded in anticipation and asked, "Will grandma come?"

The old man looked sad: "I'm afraid I won't come! Although the time when the canal transport was cut was not successful, she was still frightened by the luck of the whole country. If she wanted to set foot on the land of the deserted country, she would probably have to pay a considerable price. Moreover, at that time she said she would never see me again in eternal life."

Zhao Hao sighed: "You old scumbag, who won't be angry?"

The old man did not scold people this time, but just rubbed his sore eyes, and carefully rolled up the portrait, put it back into the drawer and locked it.

He patted Zhao Hao on the shoulder and sighed, "The old house is here, I have said everything I should say, prepare to leave!"

"Why!"

Zhao Hao sighed, put the uncooked melon seeds back and tied them around his waist. Before leaving, he looked back at the bamboo building and suddenly asked, "Grandpa! If you are given another chance to choose and expel the alien race, will you continue to stay in the wasteland country, or will you go out to herd horses and herd sheep with grandma?"

Hearing this question, the old man was silent for a long time, and finally smiled helplessly: "I will still stay in the wasteland."

Zhao Hao sighed: "I probably understand what you mean, but I don't fully understand."

The old man rubbed his head: "I will understand in the future, get on the horse!"

"Why!"

The grandfather and grandson looked at each other, jumped onto the war horses together, and with the neighing of the horses, they rode back to the capital.

The sound of horse hooves...

"Grandpa! I still feel like you are an old scumbag."

"You're not much better!"

"You're talking nonsense. Are there anyone in the world who is more filial than me?"

"Come on! Your father took Jiang Huai's apprentice and made your grandma angry. You married Jiang Zheng's daughter again. Fortunately, your grandma was not here, otherwise you would have to be angry with you again."

"...This is really reasonable!"
To be continued...