Chapter 11: The Genius of the World
Zhao Siyan sighed helplessly, her father, born in a scholarly family since he was a child, has never cared about silver and other mundane things, although he left home and went to the barracks, and his master and future father-in-law took care of him, he did not miss the expenses, to put it bluntly, he had never lived a life of lack of silver, so that his children were so old, and he still had such an innocent and straightforward character.
Zhao Siyan said softly: "Father doesn't have to worry, even if the imperial court intends to disarm, it depends on how this matter is implemented," After a pause, she glanced at Zhao Tingshan meaningfully: "And like you, there are still many people who don't want to disarm." ”
Zhao Tingshan was stunned for a moment, grabbed his hair, and felt that his brain was a little insufficient, so he asked tentatively: "Who are you talking about?" ”
Zhao Siyan was silent but smiled.
Zhao Tingshan knew that he had guessed wrong, but he couldn't think of anyone else, until Zhao Siyan's eyes fell out of the window.
Zhao Tingshan had a flash of inspiration: "You mean the prince?!" ”
Zhao Siyan slowly bowed his head in his incredulous gaze.
At night, Zhao Tingshan walked towards Li Junze's courtyard with a complicated mood, and when he walked to the door, he stopped, walking back and forth, thinking about Zhao Siyan's words.
He thinks he is an enlightened father, but he still thinks it's a bit too much for his daughter to participate in military affairs?
But Zhao Siyan's words were convincing, and he also felt that it was very reasonable, thinking of this, he finally made up his mind.
At this moment, Li Junze was sitting in the wing room, with a set of chess pieces in front of him, and his escort Jiang Yi was looking around the room.
"Tsk, it is said that the Zhao family is a scholarly family, but there has never been a Jinshi in three generations, I thought it was in vain, but looking at the decorations in this room, it seems like that," Jiang Yi said, looking at Li Junze: "It's completely according to your preferences!" ”
Li Junze dropped a shot in the chessboard, his eyes swept over the room, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile.
Jiang Yi didn't get a response, he felt a little bored, and said: "It's not too early, why haven't you rested after running back and forth for so long?" ”
Li Junze said lazily: "Wait for someone." ”
Jiang Yi couldn't help but roll his eyes, pointed at him and said, "You can pull it down, do you think that this is still Shangjing, and everyone is waiting to see your prince?" Didn't you look at that Zhao Tingshan? I heard that I want to accompany you to listen to Zen, that face almost sank to the ground, and I heard him privately tell people that he thought that coming to the barracks would save him from accompanying the elders' wives and daughters to the temple to incense, but I didn't expect that in the end I still couldn't hide! As he spoke, he laughed to himself.
As soon as his voice fell, he heard a knock on the door, and Zhao Tingshan's rough voice came from outside the door: "Lord Shizi, are you resting?" ”
Jiang Yi's expression was choked, this slap in the face was inevitably too fast, but he was not very surprised in his heart, he and Li Junze grew up together, and they had never seen him miss it.
Jiang Yi got up to open the door, saw Zhao Tingshan, and greeted, "Lord Zhao, hurry up." ”
Zhao Tingshan walked in, and when he saw Li Junze, he instinctively became cautious, he felt strange, he was also a person who had galloped on the battlefield and had seen the world, but every time he faced Li Junze, he would become cautious, and he didn't know what was going on.
"Lord Shizi, I really have one thing in mind to disturb you so late, I have to say it." Zhao Tingshan thought of what his daughter taught him, and opened his mouth and said.
Li Junze's gaze turned on his face, revealing a meaningful smile, and said lightly: "Lord Zhao, please sit down, if you have something to say, speak slowly." ”
I don't know if it's an illusion, Zhao Tingshan felt that there was a slight hint of seduction in his words, as if he was deliberately tempting him to continue.
At this time, Li Junze seemed to be somewhat similar to his daughter, and there was always a feeling of being calm and relaxed, waiting for him to take the bait.
Zhao Tingshan complained silently in his heart, those who read books just like this kind of pretense.
Therefore, Lord Zhao did not abandon literature and martial arts for no reason.