Zhao Wujiang first smiled and complimented, and then said in a deep voice:

"Because of this, you know better than others that a kingdom cannot be without the weight of the word king.

Now Datang has hidden worries inside and a big trouble outside, and it urgently needs a person in charge."

Su Dingfang's expression was majestic: "All the kings are here, and the prince is also there, why her?"

"Because it can only be her!" Zhao Wujiang shook his head and smiled with emotion:

"In terms of government affairs ability, who can match her in the Tang royal family now?

All kings are pleasure men, and they do not care about political affairs, and it is difficult to understand the sufferings of the people.

The prince is young, and it is difficult to manage political affairs if he has a heart, and now the Tang Dynasty, if it is not handed over to the Empress Wu, who else can it be handed over?

General Su, time, I can't wait for the prince to grow up."

"Jiangshan... It's the Li family..." Su Dingfang's eyes flickered.

"General Su, you are loyal, and the kid admires you very much!"

Zhao Wujiang clenched his fists and looked serious:

"But on this issue, the boy is at odds with you.

The boy asks you, who are you protecting when you annihilate the enemy army and sweep away the troubles?"

The people of Lebanon ...... Su Dingfang took a sip of wine and coughed slightly, he was difficult to answer, he was protecting Li Min, but his inner loyalty told him that it was Li Tang.

"The world rises and falls, and the people suffer, and when they die, the people suffer.

Under internal and external troubles, the royal family will be damaged, but the people of Li will only die." Zhao Wujiang said in a deep voice:

"The boy rose in Weimo, born in the village since he was a child, not in a noble family, in my eyes, this Tang Dynasty belongs to the people of Limin.

Tang, started in the Li family, but returned to everyone.

Sui, Cheng Chaos, stood in Yang, but returned to the world.

When the Han Dynasty was in power, the people of Li respected the Han and were willing to use the "Han" as their own bloodline and call themselves the Han people.

At that time, the world was not surnamed Liu, but Han, and the word Han was the world itself.

The world has never been the world of a certain surname, nor will it be the words of a family with a certain surname, this world is the world of the people of the world!

This world belongs to you and me, to those courtiers who have worked hard for the Tang Dynasty, to those soldiers who are desperately standing on the front line, and to those Li people who are content to be in one place and bring prosperity to the Tang Dynasty."

Su Huayi looked at this impassioned man in a daze, her eyes were full of color, she was fascinated, and her hands kept rubbing her dress.

Su Dingfang drank another glass of wine, and laughed for some reason, and the laughter was full of emotion:

"Lord Zhao, is this your heart for heaven and earth and life for the people?"

Zhao Wujiang bowed.

Su Dingfang personally poured a glass of wine for Zhao Wujiang and sighed:

"I'm old, give me a smaller reason about you, not Datang."

"About... Me?" If there was something choked in Zhao Wujiang's mouth, his eyes flashed, and his words were a little unfavorable.

"For example, for yourself, for the people around you, for the things around you, not for the people of the Tang Dynasty, a little smaller, it's okay." Su Dingfang didn't look like a battle-hardened god of war at the moment, but like a kind elder, his eyes were full of ripples, and he looked at Zhao Wujiang kindly:

"From the beginning, you have been very relaxed, but the old man can feel that you, Zhao Wujiang, are always like a tight bowstring, ready to go, I don't know where the arrow is going to shoot, but it is absolutely fierce, indomitable, and there is no hesitation!"

"Old Man Su, I am a martial artist, what you just said is a sign of Shen Ying's introvertedness." Zhao Wujiang's hand holding the cup trembled a little.

Su Dingfang sighed, and his eyes were slightly moist for no reason:

"Lord Zhao, when you and I first met, I knew that you were far more mature than people of the same age, less joyful, less jumpy.

You strive to be perfect in everything, and you strive to be perfect.

You are brilliantly written, your medical skills are amazing, and your martial arts are superb, but you are a human being, a mortal person, how can you be perfect?

Your hands just now were trembling, and your heart was in turmoil for a moment just now, the old man said right, in your heart

Something, it's been tense.

At this moment, you are flustered, and you are more like a child.

In the eyes of the old man, you have always been like a painter, like a warchild, a child, you are only in your twenties, this should be your true appearance.

You don't have to strive for perfection, you don't have to put all the burdens on your shoulders, there are old men, and people in the world.

Although the old man does not know what happened, you have saved my life, so you can rest assured to tell me."

Zhao Wujiang slowly buried his head, his chest clenched as if it had been clenched by the big hand that destroyed the world, desperately crushed, and the pain penetrated into the bone marrow.

Pictures of the destruction of the world kept flickering in his mind, and he was silent, just like the tight bowstring in Su Dingfang's mouth.

Zhao Wujiang's face was pale, he buried his head and inhaled deeply.

"Master." Xiao Miaomiao panicked, hugging his waist, her face full of worry and sadness.

"Lord Zhao?" Su Dingfang also hurriedly stood up.

"Uh..." Zhao Wujiang let out a long breath, slowly raised his head, frowned and smiled, "I'm fine."

Su Dingfang was worried, he just spoke, he just hoped that Zhao Wujiang would unload the burden in his heart, but he didn't expect Zhao Wuji's state to become extremely bad in an instant.

"I know, imperfection is true, and it proves that I, Zhao Wujiang, am a living person." Zhao Wujiang's face gradually returned from pale to ruddy:

"Thank you, Old Man Su, I was reckless."

Although he said recklessly, he did not dwell on the topic, but asked:

"Old man, have you heard the news of the strange thing in Ashina Helu's hands?"

Su Dingfang sighed, shook his head and said:

"No... Ashina Helu was saved by the people of the Great Food Country."

"Big food?"

Zhao Wujiang frowned, Da Shi is the powerful Arab Empire in the West, and Yonghui has paid tribute to the Tang Dynasty since the second year.

In the annals, the Great Food Empire had a battle with the Tang Dynasty in the Tianbao period, and the Tang Dynasty was defeated, followed by the Anshi Rebellion, and the Tang Dynasty completely turned from prosperity to decline.

It can be seen that the combat power of Arabia is strong, although the comprehensive strength is not as good as that of the Tang Dynasty, but in terms of military strength, it is not inferior to the Tang Dynasty.

But Zhao Wujiang was not particularly worried, at this time, the Arabs had just taken Persia, and there were factional rivalries in the country, and under internal worries, it was impossible to raise troops across the Pamirs, let alone enter the Tang Dynasty.

"The old man sent someone to find out that Ashina Helu used the news of strange things to exchange life and wealth.

The Caliph of the Great Eclipse (similar to the Emperor) has sent the demi-master gods of the Sect to the Eastern Lands in search of curiosities."

Su Dingfang felt that the food was cold, and ordered the servants to warm it up, as long as Da Shi did not send troops to attack Datang, he was not worried.

Zhao Wujiang's eyes flickered, Da Shi believes in *** religion, the god of the half-master called in this era, and his strength is equivalent to that of a strong man in the realm of martial arts in the Tang Dynasty.

He rubbed Miaomiao's hair and said with a light smile:

"Let them seek it, and let the people not cholera do."