The incense of the burning thread in the middle hall seemed to float here, making people's chests stuffy.

Li Zhang took a sip of tea to hide the surprise on his face. Zheng Shuwei's eyes were staring straight at him, waiting for an answer.

"After all, it's a clan, isn't it too much to do this?" After a moment of silence, Li Zhang spoke: "Although there will be blood to regain power, it can be more relaxed. ”

Zheng Shuwei's fingers pressed on the table, I don't know how much strength she used, and the joints showed a seeping white.

"Brother Zhang, do you think I'm too cold-blooded to do this?" She looked sad, tears slid down her eyes, and broken threads left a mark on her beautiful face. "I have definite evidence that my parents died at the hands of Zheng Xie. Is this reason enough for me to kill him in the second room? ”

The look of surprise on Li Zhang's face deepened, and he quickly figured out why Zheng Shuwei would take the initiative to agree to this family business. She is for revenge and has no merciless love.

Although the previous surging self-satisfaction and joy slowly faded, he quickly accepted the situation.

If she marries herself, she can control the island smoothly, and even, if the island is returned to Dahiro from now on, he can be regarded as doing a great thing that can make a name for himself. And all I need to do is help her get revenge by the way.

It's good business.

As for his mother, even if Zheng Xie is willing to be loyal to his mother, he is always an outsider, and he is a bloodthirsty outsider, and he is unreliable.

"You're going to give me time." Li Zhang's voice was low, and he said softly: "The county lord should know that since the island was loyal to the imperial court ten years ago, the imperial court let go. Now it is not easy to subdue Zheng Xie, who has already controlled the island. ”

"It doesn't matter." At this time, the corners of Zheng Shu's mouth finally smiled a little. She stood up, saluted respectfully with her hands in front of her, and said with burning eyes: "Then His Highness Lao will bother." ”

"The county lord is polite." Li Zhang also stood up, looked at her and said, "Actually, Her Royal Highness the Queen is quite troubled because of your marriage and mine, and now that this king has the blue eyes of the county lord, it is better to go back to his life." ”

A trace of hesitation flashed in Zheng Shuwei's eyes, and she lowered her eyes and said, "Please ...... you and my deal."

"Don't worry." Li Zhang stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on her cheeks and soothed, "There won't be a third person who knows." ”

……

Flying horses' hooves leaped over the tip of the grass, and a boy of fourteen or fifteen years of age unmistakably controlled the reins of a tree branch that had been blown down by the wind and was lying across the road.

"Report ......," he shouted, waving the blue flag in his hand, and the people were already in the front line. The team is very neat, everyone has a solemn face, and there is no laughter and scolding. The procession of 1,000 people marched quickly on the plain, silently like an ink color dragged by a brush.

The boy sighed in his heart.

It's only been five days, and their team of grain and grass escorts has been trained to such an extent by the Auxiliary Guogong.

The horse stopped not far behind the Duke of Fuguo, and a sturdy man of forty years old came forward to check his identity, and led him to see Cui Xu, the Duke of Fuguo.

"Serve the country," he said loudly: "Our army has been drawn the day before yesterday, and now it is heading in the direction of Jingbei Third Road." ”

Cui Xu's eyes narrowed under the clear sky: "Oh? His expression was slightly surprised, and the corners of his lips smiled: "Is it the prince's will?" ”

"Returning to China," the young man said, "the prince is in the army." ”

Cui Xu nodded: "Good job, you continue to go to the rear to investigate." ”

The boy retreated, got on his horse and turned around without stopping, and went straight to the rear.

Cui Xu's fingers gently patted the long knife on his body, and he was a little distracted for a moment.

"Father," Cui Wanyan, who was on the short horse beside him, put down the book in his hand, looked up and smiled: "It seems that this prince is not like my father said, he is a wine bag and rice bag." ”

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