Wu Dongming's heart sank, and his face remained silent: "You say it again." ”

He Ran's voice was faint: "King Zhao is an orphan, is he worthy?" ”

Wu Dongming's eyes were heavy, although he lived in a corner, he had also heard about King Zhao's orphan.

It's just that he doesn't believe it, he doesn't believe that the descendants of King Zhao can still live until now.

"Huh!" Wu Dongming sneered, his voice mocking, "Little girl, you have read too much of the gossip in the market, King Zhao's orphan, why don't you say that Taizu was reincarnated." ”

He Ran's smile was clear: "The reincarnation of Taizu and the orphan of King Zhao, which one do you believe?" ”

The ridicule on Wu Dongming's face gradually faded, Taizu and King Zhao's orphan, which one do you believe? Which one will the world believe?

If you have one or the other, then it can only be the latter.

"You mean, King Zhao is orphaned in your hands?" Wu Dongming's gaze at He Ran seemed to be quenched with poison.

"Yes, he is in my hands, and the person who spread the rumors outside a while ago is him." He Ran seemed to be saying something very interesting.

But Wu Dongming didn't find it interesting, he said: "Is this true? ”

He Ran pointed to the head on the bookcase: "Don't you think that this head was picked up by me when I took a walk after dinner?" ”

But Wu Dongming still didn't want to believe that King Zhao's orphan would be in the hands of the little girl in front of him: "Who are you?" ”

"I've said it all, I'm the master of Hoda." He Ran yawned again.

Wu Dongming: "Which one are you talking about as the orphan of King Zhao?" ”

"His name is Zhou Jian, he is ten years old this year, by the way, his appearance is more like Taizu than King Qi of Jin, and today." He Ran said.

Wu Dongming sneered: "An orphan like this, I can make ten or eight with a wave of my hand." ”

He Ranqiao smiled: "But the person who found King Zhao's orphan is me, not you, what is the use of you being able to make ten or eight." ”

Wu Dongming took a deep breath, that's right, no matter how much he came out, it was useless, because the matter of King Zhao's orphaned life had already spread all over the world, and he was one step late.

"In addition to King Zhao, there is also King Gui, and the first emperor, and"

Without waiting for Wu Dongming to finish the rest of the words, He Ran interrupted him coldly: "But when they are combined, they are not as good as King Zhao." ”

Wu Dongming was stunned for a moment, yes, of course these princes cannot be compared with King Zhao, and King Zhao was also the crown prince until he died.

If there were no rumors that he had killed Taizu to death, King Zhao would have been able to be buried with the rites of the emperor, and he would have left his name in the history books as an emperor, not a mere King Zhao.

Wu Dongming wanted to ask "Who are you" again, but before the words came out, he remembered that this little girl had already said it twice, and she was the master.

Wu Dongming suddenly smiled: "He is in charge? Do you want to be Ho Jinghong? It's up to you? ”

He Ran was shameless: "Yes, it's up to me." ”

Wu Dongming felt that this was the most interesting thing he had heard recently, and he laughed: "Do you know that when Taizu raised his army, in addition to what shocks, he also had the old department of the Zhou family?" He has soldiers, he has Zhou, he has the people and money left by his father, Zhou Jian, what does he have? ”

He Ran waited for him to finish laughing, and then said, "Zhou Jian has you." ”

Wu Dongming was stunned!

He Ran stood up, bypassed the bookcase, and walked in front of Wu Dongming, she was covered in dust, but it did not affect her momentum at all, she stood in front of Wu Dongming, without being cramped.

"Zhou Jian is alone, without a father or mother, without a family or clan, but he has me, and now he still has you."

Wu Dongming's hands were clenched into fists, and he looked at He Ran without turning his eyes: "Can you compare with He Jinghong?" ”

He Ran: "Of course I can't compare with He Jinghong, but what if you are added, besides, Zhou Jian has no Zhou clan behind him, and there is no old ministry of his father, he has nothing, not to mention, you have already reversed, haven't you?" ”

Wu Dongming looked at her and smiled again, he found that he had laughed many times this night.

The little girl in front of her is indeed a pleasant person.

It doesn't matter whether Zhou Jian is the real descendant of King Zhao, the important thing is that he is now the descendant of King Zhao.

The reason why the King of Jin raised his army was that it was not the blood of the Zhou family, but the son of the Min family.

If it is really not the blood of the Zhou family today, then King Jin is indeed more suitable for that position than him.

But what if there is another prince of Zhao at this time?

Where is King Jin comparable to King Zhao, not to mention, there is him behind King Zhao.

He Ran continued: "Ling Zun was one of the top ten fierce generals under Taizu, he became famous at a young age, he was named the general of the dragon and tiger at the age of twenty-five, and after the establishment of the dynasty, he entrusted most of the northwest to him, and at that time no one in the world knew the prestige of the general.

It's a pity that after Taizong ascended the throne, your family's military power was cut in half, and now, there is only one guard in Yulin.

Speaking of which, Ling Zun also grew up watching King Zhao."

The last sentence is not an exaggeration, Wu Dongming's father is more than ten years older than King Zhao, and he can be regarded as watching King Zhao grow up, King Zhao horseback riding is what he taught, and after King Zhao's death, Father Wu secretly cried several times.

Wu Dongming was moved, his father was the person he respected the most, and if his father was still alive, he would definitely not rebel.

"It was King Jin and Cai Jie who forced me!" Wu Dongming gritted his teeth.

"You still have King Zhao." He Ran said.

Wu Dongming was stunned, and then understood that the King Zhao in He Ran's mouth was not the first prince who had been dead for many years, but Zhou Jian, a yellow-mouthed child.

Wu Dongming glared at He Ran firmly: "Why me?" ”

"Because you have an iron-clad father, because you're an iron-clad father." He Ran said.

Wu Dongming suddenly wanted to cry, since he started the army, I don't know how many people scolded him, the officials of the DPRK and China scolded him, the literati and scholars scolded him, and even the ordinary people were scolding him.

They called him a white-eyed wolf, a rebel and a thief, and an ungrateful man.

He rebelled against the Zhou dynasty, they scolded him, he beat the king of Jin, and they scolded him too.

Contrary to the Zhou family, it is ungrateful, and beating the king of Jin is also ungrateful, because the king of Jin is also surnamed Zhou.

Even his wife spoke coldly to him.

They don't remember that his father shed blood for the Zhou family in the first half of his life, shed tears for the Zhou family in the second half of his life, and was still haunted by the fact that he was seized of military power when he died.

They don't remember it, his son was killed for no reason, and he knew who the murderer was, but because he was protected by the Zhou family, the murderer was at large.

None of them remembered that he had an iron-clad father, and that he was a hard-core father himself.

Wu Dongming's heart was surging, but he quickly calmed down.

"But can you be He Jinghong? Don't forget, He Jinghong has worked hard for half his life, and in exchange for being just an eldest princess. ”

"That's why I want to do business with you, I want to be your partner, it's you, not Zhou Jian." He Ran said.

Wu Dongming hooked the corners of his mouth: "You think more thoroughly than He Jinghong." ”