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However, in this city of the king of Haojing, Zhao Shudai can only live in a simple place, and often has to suffer from the cold eyes of King Zhou because of his outspokenness, but he still insists on staying in the court, this ambition is incomprehensible.

How can this matter be incomprehensible to Bao Xi alone, how many people have advised Uncle Zhao to take his edge and retreat to the land of princes, but he blocked these persuasions one by one. Now that even the Marquis of Shen has retreated to his fiefdom, Zhao Shudao is still stubborn about staying in the court, at least one of them should become his jealousy when King Zhou is absurd and uninhibited.

There is a deck of cards on the table in the lobby, there is almost no furnishings in the room, Zheng Boyou and Uncle Zhao sit on the ground, playing chess, Dr. Zheng plays white chess, and Uncle Zhao takes the black piece.

The white son seems to be scattered and cloth on the chessboard, and the black child is pressing forward step by step, seeing that the white child will have no power to parry, and the black child has the upper hand, like a bamboo, as if the winner is immediately decided.

Twenty-seven's eyes were fixed on the game of chess, because she didn't know where to put it.

Zheng Boyou raised his eyes and looked at Bao Xi who entered the house, got up and stood up to ask Uncle Zhao to resign, Uncle Zhao nodded slightly, Zheng Boyou turned around and left, this tacit understanding has seen that they are friends for many years, before Shen Hou resigned and went into hiding, these two idlers in the capital Xu Yu cherished each other's New Year's friends.

"Niangniang worked tirelessly to come to the cold house, I don't know why?" Uncle Zhao looked at Bao Xi and asked, his words were the same as he said when he first met Bao Xi, but his tone was not as blunt as that at all.

"What happened when my uncle entered the Qiongtai Hall yesterday?" Bao Xi looked at Uncle Zhao and asked.

"You don't know?" Uncle Zhao asked rhetorically.

"Dazai-sama of Dazaigu went the night before yesterday, I don't know if it's because of this?" Bao Xi asked.

"Not bad!" Uncle Zhao admitted.

"Who does Uncle want to promote?" Bao Xi asked neatly, without any tactfulness.

Uncle Zhao responded with a cold eye, "This matter has nothing to do with you, you do your duty in the harem, women have always been not allowed to interfere in politics, and women will have trouble if they interfere in politics." In the last sentence, Uncle Zhao muttered to himself, as if reminding himself.

"The person my uncle wants to recommend is a virtuous person jointly recommended by the old ministers of the DPRK and China?" Bao Xi subconsciously looked out of the door when she said this, and she had already guessed this candidate. From the idlers in the capital to the head of the heavenly officials, the ministers seemed to question whether they wanted to get along with the king of Zhou, and the so-called exhortation was actually just hoping that the king of Zhou would behave according to his own ideas.

In this way, Ji Gong Yan is not Ji Gong Yan.

"Praise!" Uncle Zhao scolded in a low voice, "If you still treat me as an uncle, I will have a word to advise you, tempting the monarch to be condemned by the ministers and the people one day, and he will not die well." Yuxi and Daji have a good end, what do you think you are better than them? ”

"Uncle," the color on Bao Xi's face did not move at all, and slowly confided the words in his mouth, "Do you think that if I am not in the court, the king will be content with the government?" ”

"This red face can be anyone, but it must not come from my Zhao family!" Uncle Zhao roared, but Bao Xi replied with a cold color, "It turns out that this is the righteousness of loyalty and filial piety in my uncle's mouth." ”

Uncle Zhao was blocked by Bao Xi's words, and he couldn't refute it for a while.

"What's more, my father has long since denied that I am a member of the Bao family," Bao Xi's tears dripped and sprinkled on the gray and black floor, reflecting a water stain.

"You've seen your father?" Uncle Zhao asked nervously.

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