Bronze House!

Father and son sat opposite each other.

The black-faced man's face was purple and he was sulking from drink to drink, looking a little gloomy.

He shook the wine jar and drank it all. He raised his head impatiently and said, "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Add more wine!"

"Why!"

Zhao Hao grinned and quickly took out a new jar of wine from the wooden bracelet and filled it up for him again.

Just now he told the black-faced man all the speculations about the Supreme Banana.

Then the black-faced man became autistic and has not said a word to express his stance until now.

He thought for a while and finally said: "Dad! Don't worry about anything else. Tell me first what your attitude is towards that woman, and then I can think of countermeasures!"

"What?"

The black-faced man's rough eyebrows were twisted into two big black beans, and he said angrily: "If I said I'm not that annoying, are you still going to find a sister for your mother? I have been upright in my life, why did I give birth to such a bastard like you?

?”

Zhao Hao was a little helpless.

To be honest, if he had been beaten to death a few years ago, he would never have imagined that the black-faced man could be so loyal.

After all, I, as a father, have wanted to patronize Tianxiang Pavilion's business more than once.

But now it seems...

Tsk! I’m so shallow!

Zhao Hao sighed: "How about we change the topic?"

"What topic to change?"

"Change the topic to the topic about your son being so powerful that he devoured Wei Qi in half a year."

"Why?"

The gloom on the black-faced man's face temporarily dissipated, as if he had broken free from three years of house arrest, and he was slightly excited: "Then tell me about it, starting from the last time you returned from the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons!"

"Okay!"

Zhao Hao nodded, poured him another bowl of wine, and began to talk: "When I went back, the economy of our deserted country was a little tense, so I thought of a genius method. This method is called national bonds.

Balabala..."

In fact, after he returned, he told the black-faced man some scattered things.

But he didn't talk much about the war, because he knew the temperament of the black-faced man. If he didn't fight when he encountered a strong enough battle, he would definitely jump in haste. Isn't this torture?

But now...it's no longer okay not to talk about it.

But from beginning to end, the black-faced man became more and more bored.

"That's it? That's it? That's it?"

He suddenly hit Zhao Hao's head: "Ning Wanli can still understand her husband's family, but why is that little old man Cao Meng cowardly? If he doesn't surrender in a one-on-one battle between real men, he swallows in his heart

Do you have to take that tone? You are so despicable, you don’t want to fight an upright war, you just engage in these conspiracies!"

Zhao Hao was anxious: "You didn't listen to a word of my grandfather's words! No one who is good at fighting has great achievements. The best way is to subjugate the enemy without fighting. How come it turned into a conspiracy when it came to your mouth?"

The black-faced man waved his hand: "Don't use my father to oppress me. We are the only two in this room now, and I am the father!"

Zhao Hao: "..."

have to!

To put it this way, there is really nothing to say.

However, black-faced men have always been like this. When fighting, their tactics are invincible, but their strategies are a bit blind. Therefore, when Jiang Zheng gave his command to Feng Dajun, there was almost no big rebound in the general system.

The black-faced man rubbed his face: "But there's nothing to say. If you can retain so much of Wei Qi's strength, you can destroy Chu after the surrendered general returns!"

"I'm afraid it can't be destroyed!"

"Why?"

The black-faced man was stunned for a moment. Although the Chu State had always been a powerful country, after the fusion of Wei and Qi, its military strength was more than twice that of the Chu State, and it occupied various favorable terrains. How could it not be destroyed?

Zhao Hao sighed and explained the situation in Chu State in detail.

Hearing this, the black-faced man shut himself up.

Buddhist disciples are out in force?

Back then, he led an army of tens of thousands and entered the encirclement of three thousand demons, but fought extremely fiercely. It was not until he broke through to the Grandmaster realm that he could reverse his decline.

What about Buddhism?

In the past, the Buddhist and Taoist families, dancing in chains against the fate of the country, could make the human dynasty extremely fearful, but now they have directly become the monk soldiers of the Chu State.

A grandmaster is not as good as a dog, and the third grade is everywhere.

How to fight this?

He has personally experienced the oppressive feeling of being crushed by this realm.

Zhao Hao thought for a while and said: "But now our country's national destiny is very strong, and it may not be much worse than them, but..."

The black-faced man slammed the table: "I have to go back!"

Zhao Hao spread his hands: "The question is how to get back?"

After three years of the Cold War, Lu Qianqian now has complete doubts about life.

Before the Dinghai Shenzhen appeared, she had no way to verify her feelings for the black-faced man. If she could be the master, she might still agree.

But now, she has a way to verify it, but she doesn't dare to verify it.

Just... screw it!

The black-faced man scratched his head anxiously: "You have a crazy mind, why don't you come up with something!"

Zhao Hao was helpless: "Then tell me first, what is your attitude towards Lu Qianqian!"

The black-faced man gritted his teeth and uttered: "If we don't agree with each other, we can't piss in the same pot!"

"this……"

"I don't care anyway!"

"Why don't you give in to me for a moment?"

"That word is read on the tongue!"

"..."

Zhao Hao had a headache and felt that something didn't make sense.

The black-faced man also lowered his head and sulked for a long time, but he still raised his head: "Do you have any other options?"

The deserted country is now facing so much pressure.

If you can't stand it.

The country is gone.

Home is gone too.

He didn't know how to choose.

When he listened to stories in the past, he felt that those plots about choosing between chastity and righteousness were nonsense.

But now...she is really special!

What's even more outrageous is that this kind of thing actually happened to me.

The corner of Zhao Hao's mouth twitched: "You have finished talking, I can still think of something to do!"

The black-faced man rubbed his face in pain: "How about we make excuses?"

Zhao Hao: "..."

If so, there seems to be some room for maneuver.

But at this moment, a voice sounded in the air.

"No need!"

Both father and son were shocked.

Turning around, he saw that Lu Qianqian had appeared in the room at some point.

Zhao Hao was completely embarrassed, and quickly bared his teeth and said with a smile: "Auntie, don't listen to my father's nonsense..."

Lu Qianqian waved her hand to interrupt, and looked at Zhao Hao coldly: "You don't need to make suggestions, and don't think that what the monkey said is true. Only one person can take away this cowherd!"

"who?"

"Baixiu!"
To be continued...