"Don't be so discouraged, the Eighth Division of Cheng Zhou Gong Wei Dongdu and the Central Plains have a great deal to do with it, and people who are not close to it cannot be used. Ziliang should not be too careful." Zhao Bohu persuaded like this. There were also mixed feelings in his heart, Zhou Gongding had left Hojing two days ago to go to Qufu to mediate, but he didn't feel much lighter. The new grandmother of the third prince, the young Sheren Boyan around him, especially the attendant Rongyi who Ji Huxin relied on, ------ were all over the place, and he seemed to be trapped in a carefully woven cobweb, and he could feel its existence, but he couldn't see or touch it. Who is it? Who weaves this web? Is it Zhou Gongding? Or is it the unpredictable Rongyi?

Seeing that the atmosphere in the banquet was stagnant, Father He, as the host, couldn't sit still, and changed the topic and said: "In this case, it is better to choose a day than to hit the sun, and Brother Ziliang might as well not go ashore, and wait for Tianming to go straight to Weishui with me in the same boat, and go along the big river to Luoyi, how about it?"

Duoyou was stunned: "What? Brother He, is he going to leave tomorrow?"

Father He laughed loudly, his face full of joy when he was about to return home: "Yes, all my luggage and belongings have been loaded on the boat, does Ziliang need to go home at dawn to pack his bags?"

"Hey—" Ji Tayu waved his hand nonchalantly, "Where do I have any outfits?" It's just a horse on the shore, and I don't plan to ride it anyway, so I ask Zimu to bring it back. The world is big, there is no body to worry about, just leave. Okay, when I send Zimu ashore at dawn, I will borrow Brother Zihe's Lan Zhou and go down the wind!"

"What? Are you two leaving?" Zhao Bohu was obviously not mentally prepared and muttered.

"Zimu," Duoyou said with a rare face, "I know your intentions, but what does it matter if there is one more day or one less day, the friendship of best friends is not the length of time together. Why be stupid?"

"Alas! I envy you for coming and going like this without worry, not like me, it's hard to move your feet." Zhao Bohu thought of his sick wife at home, and was a little discouraged for no reason.

Tayo teased him: "Jealous of me? Remember, you still owe me a wife!"

"Speaking of this," Zhao Bohu patted his forehead, "I really don't care about it, please ask Brother Zihe to look for it in the Central Plains." I must marry Ziliang to a beautiful woman who is beautiful and wise, and knows the righteousness!"

"No need, it's here now!" Father He pursed his lips and smiled, and glanced at Ji Duoyou: "It's just that I don't know if Ziliang is willing to be a little low and call me a father-in-law?"

"What?" Zhao Bohu almost thought that he had misheard: "You want to recruit Ziliang as a son-in-law?"

Ji Duoyou's eyes widened, but a joke, I didn't expect it to be such a result? How does it end? Father He Zhengse said: "The daughter born to the wife in front of me is about to be young, her appearance is acceptable, and her temperament is smooth, which is just right. If Ziliang is interested, we will exchange tokens."

After speaking, he untied the jade belt hook around his waist and solemnly held it, and Duoyou was dumbfounded. Zhao Bohu hurriedly pulled his sleeve: "What are you stunned about? Pick it up!"

Duoyou looked at the jade belt hook, and instantly shook the pretty faces of Likui, Eyao, and even Uncle Fei, there are many beautiful women in this life, I thought I should be lonely and old, but I don't want to ------, he can't bear to brush the face of Father He and his best friend, anyway, he will eventually marry a wife, maybe this is fate! Gritted his teeth and took the jade belt hook.

"Alright, alright!" Zhao Bohu slapped his palms and laughed: "Don't you want to have the fate of this son-in-law? Ziliang, what are you still doing in a daze? Hurry up and give back the watch!"

Duoyou smiled wryly, what could he have? The big yellow bow "Golden Servant Aunt" on her back and the Tianyue Sword beside her are all self-defense tools and cannot be given away. Seeing that his face was embarrassed, he summoned Bohu to relieve the siege and said, "Do you remember it? It's just a matter of leaving evidence, and there is no basis for what you say. Since Ziliang can't take it out, can I give it on my behalf?"

Father Ho smiled and said, "Yes!"

After getting the approval, Zhao Bohu immediately took off the long sword at his waist. The scabbard of this sword is wrapped in bronze, the sword grid with a width of three points and the hilt of six inches long are all made of bronze casting, the sword body is about four inches wide, about four feet long, and weighs about ten catties.

Father He shook his wrist with his sword, only to hear the sound of gold and iron, a blue light flickered, and the copper lamp in the cabin immediately dimmed. Z.br>

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Good sword!" Father He and Duoyou praised in unison.

"Is it a dowry?" Zhao Bohu asked deliberately.

"Well deserved." Father He He smiled: "On this trip to Hojing, I made a profit, not only got a powerful son-in-law of the god of war, but also got a rare good sword. It's a pity that a certain scribe, this sword is like a pearl in my dark compartment, and when the little girl comes out of the pavilion, she will use it to add makeup. Ziliang, don't look at your neck sour!"

The three of them looked at each other and laughed, and the laughter drifted far and wide in the night with the sound of the lake------

In the early morning of the next day, the green fields on both sides of the pickaxe pond are boundless, and the willows and willows are breezy in the south of the city.

Bidding farewell to the two friends and leaving Beijing, Zhao Bohu was most in a tumbling mood, and he and Duoyou kept drinking bitterly, and when he saw the red sun rising and getting on the boat, he sighed: "As soon as you two go, I should be isolated in Kyoto again, and sigh in the wind!"

Duoyou's eyes were also red, but Father He laughed: "The times are also powerful, I am equal to a husband, I want to do a career in heaven and earth, I am worthy of my ancestors, and I am not guilty of my children and grandchildren, how can I be confined to a square inch of land? This is the avenue of heaven and earth, why should I be sad when I call my brother?"

Zhao Bohu choked up and just nodded again and again: "The two of you have to get married, and you have a time together. But I'm going to ------ Ziliang, and my heart is empty!"

Duoyou couldn't help but sigh: "Zimuhe, what is the use of me staying here in such a situation in the pickaxe capital? Friendship is only in the heart, so why do you need to be by your side?"

The crowd was silent for a long time. King Zhou Li's closest people around him now, such as the inner servant Jia, Qi Zhong, and Rong Yi, seem to be crowding out Ji Duoyou, and it is indeed more harmful for him to stay in the capital, which is something that everyone understands.

A retainer stepped out of the cabin and looked at the hour, and the father said, "If you don't set off again, you two will be endless." With a wave of his sleeves, he separated Duoyou and Zhao Bohu on one side: "Brother Zhao, let the son-in-law go on the road!"

Zhao Bohu hurriedly strode forward and grabbed Duoyou: "Brother Zihe, slow down, I have something to give to Ziliang."

After saying that, he waved his hand, and Uncle Mi, who was already leading the horse on the side, held two snow-white silk bags that were bulging. Ji Duoyou's eyes flashed, weighed his weight, and immediately stuffed it into Zhao Bohu's arms: "Zimu, I'm going to be angry if you have too many things."

Zhao Bohu met his gaze and smiled frankly: "But two hundred gold, what should it be? Even the sages must have food, clothing, shelter and transportation in order to worry about the world. Now you are going to the land of Chengzhou empty-handed, and you have to marry a wife and start a family, where do you not need money? If you don't help me at this time, what use do you want me?"

Ji Duoyou felt that what he said was true, so he took it: "Okay, Zimu's two hundred gold, I will accept it!"

Watching the tall masted white-sailed ship gradually swing into the pickaxe water, looking at the direction of Weishui and drifting away, Zhao Bohu and Uncle Mi strode up the hill, and stared at it stupidly for most of the hour.

It was already the middle of the day when I returned to the West City Gate, and it was the peak time for the flow of chariots, horses, and people inside and outside the city gate.

A group of men and horses galloped out of the city at this time, and dozens of figures who looked like guards and servants surrounded the son and brother of a freshly dressed and angry horse, and raised their whips to urge the horses to rush to the drawbridge. It is strictly forbidden to gallop horses in the pickaxe capital, and these people seem to be suffocated, and as soon as they get on the suspension bridge, they can't help but whip the leather whip in their hands.

For a while, those who entered and left the city, and those who were still carrying burdens on the suspension bridge, avoided one after another, complaining, "Whose son and brother is this? Why are you so arrogant?"

For a while, women and children wept, and people turned on their backs, but they also blocked the way of this pedestrian.

I saw the boy in the big red brocade robe raising his horsewhip, pointing at the people who were crooked on the ground and scolding: "If you blind your dog's eyes and dare to stand in the way of Benhou, you will be trampled to death with one foot, just like trampling on a few grasshoppers!"

A man beside the horse's leg helped up his mother, who was hit and covered in blood, and said angrily, "This is at the feet of the Son of Heaven, don't you have a royal law?"

As soon as the man in the red brocade shirt whipped down, the man had a bloody face and bowed his head to protect his mother. The man in red scolded even more vigorously, "Who is the master? Ye is the younger brother of the auxiliary government Zhaogong! The Yan Hou canonized by the king is also! The master is the king's law, don't get out of the way!"

The man was stubborn by the whip, and stepped forward to hug Zhao Zhongbao's thigh and died

refused to let go, and summoned Zhongbao to whip down one whip after another in order to get out------

Suddenly, his whip was frozen, and his wrist was clenched tightly by a stronger arm, and he could not move. Zhao Zhongbao was angry and anxious, and when he looked back, he was even more angry: "Okay, you uncle, you are just a retainer of my family, and you dare to stop me? Hurry up, sir, expel both of your brothers from the house, see what you do?"

Uncle Mi didn't let go, and only replied coldly: "Master Hou, the old slave is acting on the orders of the grandfather of the country. Please forgive me!"

"You don't use my brother to press me! He's not here!"

Zhao Zhongbao couldn't go on, because following the direction of Uncle Mi's finger, he clearly saw that his brother Zhao Bohu was standing at the end of the suspension bridge, his face was blue, and his legs and stomach trembled.

Although they are brothers of the same father and mother, Zhao Bohu and Zhao Zhongbao have no similarities except for their appearance. Zhao Bohu is dignified and self-restrained; And Zhao Zhongbao acted much more perversely and willfully. The reason for this is probably because his parents urinated and knew that this second son was going to spend his life in the land of the icy and snowy Evil Swallow, and they couldn't help but feel ashamed, and they indulged him in everything, so they caused him.

But no matter what, when his father was alive, Zhao Zhongbao still dared to laugh a few words in front of his father, but in front of his eldest brother, he could only stand honestly with his hands down, and he didn't even dare to move his eyebrows.