In fact, we can't blame Zhao Wudi for being hopeless.

It's really because after donating the pension, the food in Zhenguo Mansion was a bit scary.

Four people, four dishes and one soup are certainly good for ordinary people.

But who is Zhao Wudi?

General Shenwu!

Growing up in a military camp, he had a terrible appetite and would feel uncomfortable if he didn't eat any meat.

Now I heard that my two eldest nephews were coming with meat and cakes, and I was naturally very happy.

Seeing Zhao Wudi nodding, the maid hurriedly went out and welcomed the two young masters in.

After a while, the family of four heard the voices of two dudes from a long distance away.

Meng Longtang was a little excited: "You said we haven't been here for a long time, right?"

Zhou Jiufeng also sighed with emotion: "That's right!"

Meng Longtang: "Remember the last time I came, it was the last time!"

Zhou Jiufeng: "Ouch!"

Meng Longtang: "Do you still remember what happened last time you came here?"

Zhou Jiufeng: "Oh? Tell me!"

Meng Longtang's voice was a little excited: "Women! They are all women! You said Brother Ritian has so many good-looking maids, why do you still visit the brothel every day?"

Zhou Jiufeng beat his chest and said: "Yes! How can this be true?"

Meng Longtang: "Later I figured it out."

Zhou Jiufeng was curious: "Oh? Have you figured it out?"

Meng Longtang sighed: "Don't you think about it, every time Brother Ritian writes a poem, the brothel where he works must be bustling with people. This time I wrote a poem for the princess of Qi, and the Qi embassy was surrounded by literati and poets. I want these poems to be written at home.

, then wouldn’t the gate of the Zhenguo Mansion be broken down?”

Zhou Jiufeng exclaimed: "What a guy! If you sell a maid, you can sell it to the richest man in the deserted country!"

Zhao Hao: "..."

Bai Xiu: "..."

Zhao Dingbian: "..."

Zhao Wudi was so angry that his face turned black and purple, and he immediately pointed at the two dudes and cursed: "You two, Xiaobi Zaizhi, get over here!"

"Hey! Okay!"

Meng Longtang Zhou Jiufeng responded and jumped on the table.

Zhao Wudi hated iron and said: "The four families of Mengzhou, Fengbai and Fengbai were the four famous generals of the wilderness in the past. How come in this generation, there are trash like you two who are full of filth?"

Meng Longtang was dissatisfied: "Uncle Zhao, I don't like hearing what you say!"

Zhou Jiufeng echoed: "Hey! I don't like hearing it..."

Meng Longtang added: "If you want to say that your mind is full of filth, then Brother Hao..."

When Zhou Jiufeng heard this, his expression immediately changed. He quickly covered his mouth and quickly added: "Brother Hao is hanging out with us, which is exactly what he said in his poem - coming out of the mud but not stained, washing the clean ripples without being evil.

!”

Zhao Wudi was already angry, but when he saw Zhou Jiufeng came back, he snorted and said: "That's natural! My Hao'er is the Great Poet Fairy of the Wilderness. You usually stay with him and learn more about composing poems and lyrics.

You’ll also save money on drinking flower wine in the future!”

"Hey, hey! I understand!"

The two brothers nodded repeatedly and hurriedly opened the meat cakes they had brought and put them neatly on the plates.

Zhao Dingbian just ate his meal quietly. Although he felt that these two dudes were a bit out of tune, he was not willing to scold them.

In the past, the four generals of the Great Wilderness were so famous that they killed foreigners with fear.

But he never thought that in the final battle to drive out the aliens, he would fall into their trap.

Lao Feng and Lao Bai died on the spot, leaving Bai Xiu alone in the Bai family.

Lao Meng and Lao Zhou were seriously injured and disabled, so they returned to Beijing to renew their lives. All their sons and grandsons who accompanied the army died in the battle.

The only remaining descendants of the Meng family are Meng Longtang and his sister-in-law, and the only surviving member of the Zhou family is Zhou Jiufeng.

Only the Feng family, with many second and third generations still alive, is still guarding the border to prevent foreign counterattacks.

This ending cannot be said to be miserable.

The reason why Meng Longtang and Zhou Jiufeng were like this was also the result of Zhao Dingbian's discussion with his two disabled old friends.

What's wrong with being a dandy?

There is no better way to live than this way.

Their ancestors have already shed all their blood. Isn't it too much to preserve their bloodline?

Zhao Ding shook his chopsticks and said: "The rice is cold, eat it quickly!"

"Why!"

"Okay!"

The family used chopsticks again.

Bai Xiu was very interested in what they just said: "You said that because of Hao'er's poem, the Qi embassy was surrounded?"

Meng Longtang quickly swallowed the food in his mouth: "Isn't that right? With the sentence 'clouds think of clothes, flowers think of face', who wouldn't be curious about how stunning the princess of Qi is?"

Zhou Jiufeng echoed: "The last time I saw such a grand occasion was the time when Brother Hao wrote lyrics and appointed the oiran at Li Chun Yuan!"

The old man's face darkened and he reprimanded: "This word is specially appointed, and you cannot use it carelessly!"

Meng Longtang made a gesture of slapping his hands, but still said: "But Brother Hao's influence in the Fengyue world may not be lost to the emperor. Otherwise, do you think why every brothel wants to invite Brother Hao to come there? It's because, as long as he

Compose a poem, and a girl’s worth will skyrocket!”

"You two, can you shut up!"

Zhao Hao finally couldn't listen anymore.

This is so girly!

Forget about licking me normally, but in front of my father, my mother, and my grandfather, how brave are you bragging about me in the brothel industry?

Brothel God of War Zhao Ritian?

Does it sound majestic?

Zhao Hao didn't dare to look into the eyes of Zhao Wudi and Bai Xiu, he just wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl in.

Sure enough, Bai Xiu gave him a strange look: "So I, Hao'er, am so powerful..."

Her mood was a bit complicated. As a gentle person, she naturally didn't want Zhao Hao to visit a brothel.

But as a mother, I especially like to hear other people praise my son.

But my son is a little strange, because his biggest highlight is visiting brothels.

It's very contradictory...

Zhao Hao: "..."

Zhao Wudi was a little irritated: "No matter how powerful you are, it's useless! This time I helped Huang Guo a lot, but I didn't get any benefits. I also received twenty big boards. What happened to the brothel's bribery? The Qi State embassy was besieged

So what if it’s blocked? It’s all thankless!”

Zhao Hao: "..."

He also didn't expect that Zhao Wudi's resentment would be so strong, and he was still complaining about the emperor.

After being scolded by Zhao Wudi, the atmosphere became much quieter in the second half of the meal.

After the six people cleaned up the reasonably sumptuous dinner, the old man stood up, went back to the bedroom, took out a spear and a long sword, and stuffed them into their hands respectively.

"This is a replica of the weapon of General Wei. The original has been confiscated to the treasury and will be distributed according to military merit. I can only make a replica and bring it back to your grandpa. They will just like it!"

"Hey! Thank you, Grandpa Zhao!"

"Thank you, Grandpa Zhao!"

The two dandies showed rare serious expressions, carefully put away their unsharpened weapons, and bowed to Zhao Dingbian.

The old man waved his hand: "Hao'er, send them back!"

"Okay!"

Zhao Hao nodded and led the two dudes out of the Zhenguo Mansion.

As soon as he went out, Meng Longtang's eyes shone: "Brother Ritian! Are you free tonight? As soon as the poems you wrote in the court were spread, every brothel would hold poetry appreciation conferences, including Tianxiang Pavilion and Zuimengxiang.

We’re invited.”
To be continued...