In the Snow: The Prince of Beiliang Rebelled at the Beginning

Zhao Wu returned to his residence, still in shock.

at this time.

There was a noise outside, followed by messy footsteps.

Sudden.

A maid shouted outside the door:

"Your Highness, the Queen is here!"

Zhao Wu wiped his tears, put away his depressed mood, and hurried out to greet the queen.

"My son pays respect to the Queen Mother."

"A thousand years old, a thousand years old, a thousand years old!"

Zhao Wu knelt on the ground, lowered his head, and did not look at Zhao Zhi.

Zhao Zhi looked at Zhao Wu, "Get up, Wu'er."

"I heard that you were besieged and even your playmates were killed. I came to see you."

"Thank you for your concern, mother." Zhao Wu said respectfully. Zhao Zhi was a little helpless, "Wu'er, I know that you hate me in your heart, but..."

Before Zhao Zhi could finish, Zhao Wu said in a deep voice, "I dare not."

Zhao Zhi narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhao Wu, "Are you really not sad?"

"What do you mean?" Zhao Wu asked suspiciously. Zhao Zhi said calmly, "Jiang Fuding is dead."

"I'm very sad." Zhao Wu suppressed his grief.

He knew that all this was Zhao Zhi's plan.

He also found out about this later.

in other words.

That’s what Xu Ping’an said.

He just knew it.

Zhao Zhi said: "I am also very sad. After all, he is the child of the Emperor's teacher."

Zhao Wu was stunned.

Zhao Zhi glanced at Zhao Wu, "I know what you are thinking. How do I know that? Right?"

Zhao Wu said nothing.

But who is Zhao Zhi?

She knew it all.

For whom.

She only took one look and knew what he was thinking.

What about Zhao Wu?

Around him, there were countless pairs of eyes staring at him.

It’s hard not to be known.

Zhao Wu said nothing.

Zhao Zhi continued: "They will only hold the hatred against Xu Ping'an."

When Zhao Wu heard the name Xu Ping'an from Zhao Zhi again, he couldn't help but clench his fists and grit his teeth, but Zhao Zhi didn't notice any of this.

"only……"

"Somewhat unwilling?"

Zhao Zhi narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhao Wu.

The latter remained silent.

I couldn't see his face clearly when I lowered my head.

Zhao Wu said in a deep voice: "I will be returning to the front line soon."

Zhao Zhi smiled and said, "Wu'er, it's good as long as you figure it out."

"The Zhao family needs one scholar and one warrior to support each other. You and Zhuan'er are brothers, so this is how it should be."

"I'm happy for you too."

Zhao Wu responded, "What the Queen Mother said is very true!"

"You should go back too. I see you are still in shock, so I specially called you here so that you don't panic. I will take care of the rest for you, you just need to go to the military camp."

Zhao Zhi said.

Immediately, he waved his hand and let Zhao Wu leave.

"Yes, I will obey your mother's order. I will set out tomorrow."

Zhao Wu stood up, took a few steps back, then turned around, paused, and a hint of coldness flashed across his face.

Then he left the hall where the queen was.

Zhao Zhi withdrew his gaze.

She stood up and paced back and forth in the hall, feeling annoyed.

"come."

"Prepare the car and go to Jiujiu Pavilion."

Zhao Zhi looked towards the door, and a maid immediately responded and ordered someone to prepare the carriage.

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Jiujiu Hall.

In Tai'an City, it is definitely not the most eye-catching, but it is one of the most famous taverns.

Although it is not as luxurious as other taverns, it is definitely one of the best in the capital.

Aunt Hong from Jiujiu Pavilion.

He is a very powerful person.

Even the great prince like Zhao Wu and the dandies in the capital did not dare to neglect the proprietress when they saw her.

Not to mention causing trouble in Jiujiu Hall.

I dare not even more.

Aunt Hong asked Zhao Wu to leave.

The latter can only leave.

Seeing that Zhao Wu had left, the others naturally did not dare to stay.

at this time.

A horse-drawn carriage was parked in front of Jiujiu Pavilion.

Today, a sign saying "Closed" was hung on the door of Jiujiu Restaurant.

There was no one in the pub.

A graceful woman in gorgeous clothes walked out of the carriage, followed by another woman.

The woman opened the door and walked in.

There was no one inside.

The woman looked around.

She turned around and glanced at the woman. "Wait outside. I'll be here when I say something."

The woman bowed deeply: "Yes."

After the girl left, the woman found a stool, swept the dust with her sleeves, and sat down slowly.

"You haven't changed."

Just as Zhao Zhi sat down, a woman walked out from behind the screen. She was graceful but not fat, and had a kind look.

"How could it be that I haven't changed? I've gotten older."

The woman who entered the room first smiled and said.

He looked up at the proprietress of Jiujiu Restaurant and said, "You are old too."

Aunt Hong, the proprietress of Jiujiu Restaurant, smiled but said nothing.

She also chose a seat and sat down. "I was surprised that you came in person."

Zhao Zhi was in the Jiujiu Pavilion, not acting like a mother of a country, nor was she dignified. Instead, she was casual, crossing her legs, with her hands on her knees, as if talking to herself:

"I just came out to get some fresh air."

"Come and see you by the way."

"I didn't expect that your Jiujiu Hall is still the same as before."

Aunt Hong smiled and said, "I like stability and don't want to be too tired. One Jiujiu restaurant is already a headache for me. If I open a few more branches, I will be even more anxious."

Zhao Zhi stopped talking and stared at Aunt Hong: "Have you seen that child?"

Aunt Hong nodded and said, "I have seen it!"

Zhao Zhi narrowed his eyes and asked, "What?"

Aunt Hong thought about it, as if she was trying to recall the details of meeting Xu Ping'an, "It's Wu Su's child."

Zhao Zhi was stunned.

Aunt Hong continued: "It's also Xu Xiao's child."

Zhao Zhi fell silent.

The Queen of Liyang Empire, as the mother of the country, naturally knew what Aunt Hong meant.

Xu Ping'an looks like Wu Su, but more like Xu Xiao.

Wu Su is a kendo genius, and Xu Xiao is a human killer.

There is no description more apt or concise than Aunt Hong’s.

Zhao Zhi said quietly, "He killed someone in Jiujiu Pavilion, aren't you afraid?"

"I am afraid, but if you think about it carefully, there is nothing to be afraid of. Let the young people solve the problems between them."

Aunt Hong said.

Zhao Zhi asked back: "But what if young people want to disrupt the adults' plan?"

Aunt Hong continued, "That depends on whether they have the ability to do so."

Zhao Zhi said "oh" and stared at Aunt Hong.

The latter saw Zhao Zhi's expression and knew what she was going to ask, "Don't ask me this question, you know, I just like to stay in this tavern."

"tired!"

"Tired and old!"

Yes:

Tired!

At the same time, I also got old!

Since Wu Su left, Aunt Hong has faded out of Tai'an.

I have always been a law-abiding proprietress in Jiujiuguan.

This is her only long-cherished wish.

Zhao Zhi wanted to say something but stopped.

Aunt Hong continued: "That child wants to see you."

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The night is quiet.

In a side room, the candlelight was cold.

An old man, with a beard as white as silver.

He sat with a candle until late at night, looking at the bed from time to time.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Suddenly, the dying boy on the bed coughed hard.

Followed by.

"I, am I not dead?"

The boy was a little confused.

But when he saw the old man sitting not far away, tears welled up in his eyes.

"Can't die."

said the old man.