The sky was getting dark, and the slightest drizzle brought a cool breeze, causing the window lattice to sway.
Luo Ao heard the soft footsteps outside the house and raised his eyes to look at the door. He saw Cui Niang gently pushing open the door, holding a small tray painted red in her hand, and whispered: "Ao Lang, drink
Soup."
Cui Niang has been free since she handed the child over to the wet nurse, but she is also busy making soup for Luo Ao every night.
Luo Ao's nose twitched and he said, "Matsutake mushroom soup?"
Cui Niang put down the tray, opened her red lips, and revealed a row of star-like teeth: "Ao Lang, your nose is so good, you can even ask me this question?"
Luo Tao said: "My wife's craftsmanship is good. I smelled the fragrance as soon as I entered the door. Although I am old, I am still pretty good at it." When he said this, there was a bad smile on his face.
, obviously there is something more than what he said.
Cui Niang smiled tenderly and said, "Well, Cui Niang, I know everything." As she said this, she saw a sad look on Luo Ao's face and said again: "Ao Lang is worried about the purple-robed silver sword on the grassland.
?”
Luo Tao was stunned and asked: "Madam, how do you know about this?"
Cuiniang said: "There are so many people coming and going in this mansion these days. I stopped you to ask a question. Who dares not to talk to me?" She said this beautifully, taking the whole matter on her own head, letting everyone know.
Luo Ao couldn't blame the servant.
Luo Ao sighed and said: "Now that Madam knows it, I won't hide it from Madam. This purple-clothed silver sword is Luo Tao. He has become the purple star falling from the sky on the grassland. He said he wants to revitalize the Qiang people. Isn't it obvious?
Want to go against me?"
Cui Niang nodded, frowned, and whispered: "Master, do you still think Luo Tao is your son?"
Luo Ao said coldly: "Son? I don't have such a son?"
Cuiniang added: "But I heard from my servants that the master thought highly of him before. Did the master say that because I was suspicious?"
"Afraid you are suspicious?" Luo Ao smiled bitterly, "Actually, Luo Tao cannot be said to be my son. He is a cripple and cannot inherit my throne. If he is obedient, I may let him live well in Baiyun Palace, but
If he disobeys me, don't blame me for being ruthless."
As he said this, he made a clenching sound with one fist.
"Does the master disown Luo Tao just because he is disabled? If Lang'er becomes disabled in the future, will you also disown him?" A look of anger appeared on Cuiniang's face, but instead of being scary, her expression of anger made her
People can't help but feel pity.
Luo Ao said quickly: "How is it possible? Cui Niang, you are my sweetheart, and Lang'er is my sweetheart, how could I deny him." As he said this, he quickly reached out to hug Cui Niang, and held Cui Niang with his other hand.
He slapped it on the table, picked up the soup can and drank it all in one gulp.
Cui Niang was made to laugh by Luo Ao's cool movements. She tilted her head on his shoulder and fell into his arms: "You also know how to lie to me by saying these things."
"I lied to you? I won't lie to you." Luo Ao said firmly.
Cuiniang pouted her little mouth and saw the hazy drizzle outside through the window lattice: "Ao Lang, Luo Tao is your child after all. When you meet, why should father and son be at war with each other? You are reconciled, Baiyun Kingdom
We can also have the support of the grassland tribes, so we won’t be afraid of Jiangzuo and Northern Qi?"
"Am I afraid of them without them?" Luo Ao looked stern, "You don't need to say more about this matter. I have already written to the Jiangzuo Dynasty asking them to send troops to strangle the grassland tribes. We don't need to take action in this matter.
.”
Seeing this, Cui Niang nodded and stopped talking. She just put her head in Luo Ao's arms and looked at the light rain outside the window with empty eyes.
What was she thinking? She wasn't thinking about anything. She was just counting the time it took for the soup to travel from her mouth to her stomach and then to her intestines.
Suddenly, the wind blew open the window and raindrops splashed onto the table.
Seeing this, Luo Ao quickly went to close the window, and Cui Niang also put away the letters on the table thoughtfully. The two of them cooperated in a tacit understanding, and both smiled when they looked up.
"Ao Lang, it's time for you to read again. I won't disturb you anymore. I'm leaving first." Cui Niang smiled, picked up the tray on the table, turned around and went out.
Luo Ao watched Cui Niang leave with a smile on his face. But when the door closed, his expression suddenly changed. He tapped his three acupuncture points with his fingers and used his internal energy to draw out the No-Matsu Matsutake Soup bit by bit.
The corners of his mouth were forced out.
Jiangdu City.
Zhao Hanguo received Luo Ao's letter. He looked calm and put the letter on the table: "This Luo Ao is also interesting. He wants me to send troops to help him beat his son. He has something."
He stood up and wrote a letter, handed it to the subordinate beside him and said: "Chen Dongsheng, please go into the palace and give this letter to my emperor, and ask him to do everything according to the letter."
Chen Dongsheng nodded and ran towards the palace. He did not ride a horse or take a car. He only needed three breaths from the Prime Minister's Mansion to the palace. His Qinggong was very good and his martial arts was naturally not weak either.
Yan Xuanji received the letter with empty eyes. Since the last battle in Jiangdu, he knew that he could not defeat Zhao Hanguo and could only be his puppet to save his life. He carefully put Zhao Hanguo's letter away and sent Chen Dongsheng away, his face
His expression was cold and vicious.
"This damn Zhao Hanguo, I must give him a hard death. He wants me to send troops to the grassland, and he also wants to order three thousand forbidden troops. Does this mean he wants to weaken the only troops he has?" He thought like this, and suddenly his heart
A thought came to mind, "Isn't the purple-robed silver sword on the grassland Luo Tao? Isn't he Xiaoyu's consort? If Xiaoyu is allowed to go to the grassland, maybe he can bribe Luo Tao and appease the entire grassland, and maybe he can also bring peace to the grassland.
The tribe has fulfilled the emperor's orders, and with such a strong support, Zhao Hanguo has a good chance of winning!"
