"Don't you think it's strange that Lord Hou's face is full of wrinkles, and he is called Master Zhao?"

"The master is the teacher, in the past, Zhong Ni still worshiped Xiao'er as a teacher, Lord Zhao is young and promising, what is wrong with Lord Hou worshipping him as a teacher?"

"I have to sigh, it has to be Lord Zhao Wujiang Zhao, such a poet is worthy of being my Tang Dynasty poet.

Even Lord Hou chanted poems of this level under his teaching..."

"I also want to worship Lord Zhao as a teacher!"

"And me!"

「....」

Zhao Wujiang hugged Xiao Miaomiao tightly, felt the wolf-like gaze around him, and coughed dryly.

Xiao Miao Miao hugged Zhao Wujiang's neck, listened to everyone's words, looked at everyone's burning eyes, she pouted and shouted, "This is Miao Miao's master, you are not allowed to rob!"

Lin Ruhai shook his head and laughed, looking at the stunned Hou Shanye, he stepped forward and patted Hou Shanye on the shoulder, and sighed:

"I used to blame you by mistake, but I didn't expect you Hou Shanye to abandon the secret and worship Lord Zhao as a teacher, I have to say that this move is the most correct thing you have ever done in your life!

I have to say that this is the greatest luck in your life."

"yes. I really didn't expect that good karma, you are a little hidden."

"Could it be that you are against us, and everything is arranged by Lord Zhao?"

"Mo Yuanji, after you served as the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, you have been transparent, and you have discovered it.

If you think about it carefully, this is Lord Zhao creating the illusion of factional strife in the court, firstly, it is to enliven the atmosphere of the court and prevent it from becoming a pool of stagnant water, and secondly, it is a fine work to confuse other countries that may exist in my Tang Dynasty.

The secretary of the military department and the secretary of the Ministry of Rites also echoed Lin Ruhai, the secretary of the ministry, and put forward their own opinions.

"Even Lord Hou's half body... These half a hundred people can worship under Lord Zhao's door, and so can we."

Among the candidates waiting for the exam, some people sighed, a bald young candidate looked excited, and he slapped the indifferent white hair chaos beside him:

"This virtuous brother, you are a young man with a white head, you don't need to be sad, only like Lord Hou, worship under Lord Zhao, with Lord Zhao's superb medical skills, you will definitely be able to cure your young man Bai, and return your hair like mine!"

Chaos grimaced, looking at the bald head in front of him, the killing intent in his heart couldn't be controlled and quietly rising, he took a deep breath, and kept telling himself that he was a good person He was a good person, and then the killing intent disappeared, and he nodded kindly.

The surroundings are lively and noisy, but this excitement seems to have nothing to do with Hou Shanye.

He stood in place with a bitter face, as if struck by lightning, and did not move for a long time.

"Look, Lord Hou has a bitter face, what's wrong?"

"Are you stupid, then you still need to ask, I must have heard that we all have to worship Lord Zhao as a teacher, and we are afraid of losing Lord Zhao's teachings."

Hou Shanye's heart twitched, and he couldn't wait to give two punches to the talented and beautiful woman who opened his mouth, he hooked the corners of his mouth with difficulty, raised a smile, and wanted to tell everyone that this was not the case.

"Lord Hou laughed again, so weird."

"I can worship Lord Zhao as a teacher, it's you, do you smile?"

"Nonsense, it's me, not only do I have to laugh, but I also burn incense to worship my ancestors. It's just that do you think that Lord Hou's smile is a bit far-fetched, and it is more ugly than crying?"

"Huh? I think so, it seems like this."

"What could be the reason? Could it be—"

"I think you're thinking too much, is there a possibility that Lord Hou is ugly..."

「...」

Hou Shanye had ten thousand horses galloping in his heart, ten thousand horses and forty thousand hooves, trampling on his heart fiercely, he wanted to cry without tears, he couldn't refute it.

Once you refute it, you are deceiving everyone before telling them about yourself.

He only accepted, he only kept an ugly smile and froze

The candidates entered the venue, and the talented and beautiful women who were relatives and friends were waiting outside.

Zhao Wujiang naturally became the focus of everyone's eyes, and people kept coming forward to talk

Knowledge.

Su Huayi mixed in the crowd, still like last year, wearing an apricot yellow long skirt, green silk like a waterfall, with a light smile on her pretty face, gentle and lovely.

"Lord Zhao." She blessed slightly, and bluntly told her intentions:

"It's been a few days since Grandpa returned, and I want to invite Lord Zhao to go to Su Mansion to talk about it."

Zhao Wujiang bowed his head, General Su Dingfang swept away the Western Turks, chased Ashina Helu to Shida Kingdom, and now returned, he did not understand many details of this battle and some points that worried him.

Usually entangled in everything, he didn't have time to go, but now General Su took the initiative to invite, and it happened that he had nothing to do recently, so he nodded and agreed directly.

Regarding this war, although the Western Turks were pacified, judging from the battle report, Ashina Helu was saved, which means that Miao Miao's portrait is very likely to be leaked by Ashina Helu.

......

Seongdong Su Province.

It has been a year since Zhao Wujiang last came to Su Mansion and was to see General Su Dingfang.

The old butler of Su Mansion enthusiastically led the way in front and ushered Zhao Wujiang into the guest hall.

He was very impressed by this handsome young man, who not only cured his master's old illness, but also became a minister in the court, and his reputation was far and wide.

Zhao Wujiang took Xiao Miaomiao's hand and sat down together, and above the main seat was Su Dingfang, who had not seen each other for a long time.

His white hair is still white, and the wrinkles on his face are as deep as a trench, and he does not rely on his military exploits, nor does he rely on his old age, but smiles sincerely:

"Lord Zhao, I haven't seen each other for a long time, Langyi is the same as ever."

"Old Man Su is the same, his demeanor is still the same."

Zhao Wujiang gave up.

"I heard two days ago that Empress Wu dismissed Lord Zhao from your post as Shang Shuling, and I felt that it was a little inappropriate and a little unfair.

But Lord Zhao, you have no objections, which really surprised the old man, and the old man was quite puzzled, so he took this opportunity to talk about it." Su Dingfang motioned to Su Huayi to pour wine for Zhao Wujiang:

"First, it's because I'm worried about your current situation, Lord Zhao, and secondly, I want to see if there is an old man who can help."

Zhao Wujiang cured his old illness, he was very grateful, and often remembered it, and heard that Zhao Wujiang's demeaning edict made him feel a pity for talent.

"Thank you, Girl in Paint." Zhao Wujiang took a sip of his wine glass and said with a smile:

"There is also more concern for General Su, but there is no need to worry about this, the edict of Shang Shuling is exempted, I suggested it to Niangniang."

"You?" Su Dingfang's deep eyes widened, and he was surprised: "Why is this?"

Su Huayi also lightly covered her red lips, she couldn't believe it, how could she have her own suggestions to belittle her.

Zhao Wujiang drank the wine in the cup and smiled, Su Dingfang asked about this, but for him, there was less trouble.

On the road to the throne of Wu Meiniang, she needs the support of a general like Su Dingfang, and he originally had the idea of lobbying Su Dingfang.

Now that the matter had come to this, he pushed the boat down the river and told his intentions.

After listening to this, Su Dingfang drank three glasses of wine in a row and was silent and did not answer.

"General Su, you are a veteran, fighting for the Tang Dynasty, and it is also appropriate to call you the God of War of the Tang Dynasty."