Zhao Ye looked at Zhao Fu with a confused expression, the meaning was obvious, do you know that my father is coming back? Zhao Fu saw Zhao Ye looking at him, and hurriedly explained: "Don't look at me, I don't know, and the prince's itinerary is a big military plane, since I have already returned home in advance, I have never told me the reason." ”

"My father is coming back, I don't know, I'm still the master of Qingwangfu?" Zhao Ye said angrily.

"No, the prince and the second master are, take a step back, the prince and the princess are also counted." Zhao Fu replied solemnly.

After hearing this, Zhao Ye said to himself with a stupid face: "Could it be that I can't be raised?"

Or do I have a second dad?

Or am I raised by my stepmother? ”

"The second son only has the prince's father, I am very sure, because when the princess gave birth to the second son, I was guarding outside, and the rules of the Zhao family in Qingwangfu, the wolf king only marries one wife, so the second son was definitely raised by the princess, not the stepmother." Zhao Fusheng was afraid that Zhao Ye would misunderstand something, so he hurriedly explained.

Looking at Zhao Fu with a serious explanation, Zhao Ye pursed his lips and said, "You are just too serious, you can't understand a joke for you." ”

The two followed the flow of people to the avenue of the east gate, and saw that the streets on both sides of the avenue could be described as empty alleys from a distance.

At the gate of the city, a man with a high mountain crown is guarding the city gate with a group of officials, this person is Wu Ju, the Taishou of Daizhou, and behind him, there is also a feminine-looking man, the man looks into the distance from time to time, as if waiting for something?

The streets of the city were crowded with people, but they were very quiet, and they seemed to be waiting for something.

But judging from the steady stream of people, these people should have listened to the rumors and came voluntarily, and there should be no organizers behind them.

Zhao Ye is also very worried in his heart, his father in this life!

What kind of person will he be?

Suddenly, I saw Taishou Wu Ju suddenly knelt down and shouted loudly: "Welcome to the triumph of the prince." ”

As Wu Ju's voice landed, the officials behind Wu Ju also knelt down and shouted loudly: "Welcome to the triumph of the prince." ”

The dense crowd also knelt down, and at the same time shouted, "Welcome to the triumph of the prince." ”

Wave after wave, reaching the sky.

This is the prestige of King Qing in the northwest, no one can match, it can be said that in the land of the three states in the northwest, the majesty of King Qing is even inferior to today's saints.

Because, a prince who protects Xinjiang for the people, a family that has been born and died for the people from generation to generation, naturally wins the hearts of the people.

Unlike the people of the Central Plains, the three northwestern states are very close to the border passes, and it can almost be said that they are separated from the peoples on the grassland.

Every family understands a truth, that is, every expedition of King Qing is closely related to his own fate.

There is no Qing Wangye's trip to the frontier,

There is no stable life,

There will be no laughter and laughter of every household,

The eyes of the people are always bright, and whoever digs out their hearts and lungs will be smeared on whoever they have their livers and brains.

Slowly, as everyone's words landed, the whole city seemed to be frozen, only kicking...... Kick ...... Tap ...... The sound of horses' hooves......

The first thing that caught my eye was a man riding a tall red horse, and the man must be about fifty years old, but he was indeed majestic, and he was not angry.

This person is the guardian of the three northwestern states, the leader of the Zhenbei Army, Zhao Ye's father, and Zhao Luo, the king of Qing in the Great Zhou.

In front of King Qing's horse, a man with a double halberd on his back was leading the tall horse slowly towards the city.

Behind the horse, there was also a carriage, and around the carriage were a group of sword-wielding knights, looking from a distance, a sense of slaughter permeated the air, and it seemed that even the temperature was a little colder, these people should all be killed on the battlefield, otherwise there would not be such a heavy murderous aura.

Wu Gongzi, who was kneeling behind the Taishou, secretly raised his head, his eyes quickly swept over King Qing's body, and when he saw the carriage, his eyes changed instantly, and he said to a guard holding a sword next to him: "Go to Sihai and tell Song Wen not to go to Zhao Ye these days, so as not to show his feet." ”

The sword-wielding guard nodded, and secretly disappeared into the sea of people.

Looking at the grand momentum in front of him, Zhao Ye couldn't help but think that the Qingwang Mansion had such a great prestige and such an invincible army, but someone was so miserable, and there was no evil deed, which made Zhao Ye feel speechless the most.

Although Zhao Ye's name was mentioned in the city, although they were all respectful, Zhao Ye felt that it was more like a joke.

can mention the three words of Wu Gongzi, which one is not a thumbs up?

Look at his cheap brother-in-law, from high-ranking officials and nobles to ordinary people, his reputation in Daizhou City can be described as well-known, and he is more like the lord of a state than his father!

People are more angry than people! Zhao Ye gritted his teeth, and the idea in his heart was even more firm, but everything is in place, and he still owes a little east wind?

Zhao Ye fell into deep thought, he really didn't know that on the entire Dongmen Street, there was only himself who was still standing, so it was particularly abrupt, the man with the double halberd on his back looked at Zhao Ye carefully, and then smiled, looked back at King Qing, and after seeing King Qing's slight forehead, he tightened the reins and stopped.

King Qing looked at Zhao Ye and shouted, "Ye'er, come." ”

Zhao Ye was unmoved.

Zhao Fu, who was kneeling on the ground, secretly pulled Zhao Ye, and Zhao Ye woke up.

King Qing shouted again. "Ye'er, come here."

Zhao Ye looked at King Qing in confusion,

Ye'er?

Is it calling me?

But the footsteps did walk towards King Qing step by step, and when he saw Zhao Ye coming, the man with the double halberd on his back smiled at Zhao Ye, this smile scared Zhao Ye, he looked too ugly! But this man is really strong,

The memory in his mind told him that this person's name was Zhao Wu, one of King Qing's four companions, and the commander of the 80,000 wolf horses.

"Third uncle." Zhao Ye shouted.

The man nodded, pinched Zhao Ye's cheek with his hand and said, "The second son has grown up." ”

Then he lifted Zhao Ye up with one hand, and then put it on King Qing's horse.

King Qing took the reins, held Zhao Ye in his arms, and said softly to Zhao Ye: "Ye'er, this is the glory of your father, my father shares this glory with you, and you will have your own glory in the future." ”

Zhao Ye nodded fiercely, although he didn't understand what his glory meant, but sitting on the tall horse, looking at the dense human heads kneeling below, how could Zhao Ye still have time to think so much?

I was really excited, and I couldn't describe my mood at the moment in words for a while, even if I watched the big military parade in my previous life, I was never so excited.