The king will never go to court

Chapter 33 Secret Talk by the Lake (for collection and further reading)
"Second brother, how do you think the big families in the city will react?"

The white-haired old man flicked his finger, and the koi fell into the lake again.

"What else do you think? Didn't you also show up at the scene last night?"

Sitting opposite was another middle-aged man, about 40 years old, with a somewhat similar eyebrow to Zhao Jinyao, but with a more heroic demeanor and appearance. He was wearing a purple brocade suit and covered with a snow-white fox fur cloak.

The whole person leaned lazily on the soft bed, looked at the guardrail by the lake, and turned his head sideways to look at the dense water mist ahead, in which faint traces of purple air could be seen flowing.

This man in purple robe and brocade clothes is none other than the owner of Bohai County of Yan State, Zhao Zongliang, Marquis of Ding Guo of Yan State.

The white-haired old man in a white robe was the old patriarch of the Zhang family, a wealthy family in Bohai City.

It was also the old man who was holding the little boy at the scene of besieging Xie Wufeng last night.

"I heard that your family's Xiaoyao was also there, did she take that boy away?"

The old man in white robe sighed lightly, and casually glanced at the four young scribes in green shirts and long robes standing outside the lake, standing with their hands behind their backs, quietly standing at the entrance of the corridor leading to the depths of the courtyard.

Except for the four secret guards of Gongweihou's mansion, there are only the old man and Dingguohou around the whole lake, and there is no one else.

One is the Marquis of Dingguo who holds the army of Bohai County, and the other is the ancestor of a wealthy family who has been hidden in Bohai City for hundreds of years.

These years, although the two of them seldom moved around, as long as it was a major event related to Bohai City, the several big families and the Dingguohou's Mansion would communicate with each other.

Zhao Zongliang stretched his numb legs, and changed into a comfortable and comfortable posture, "This has nothing to do with me. Xiaoyao never likes me to intervene in things, and I don't bother to care about her. After all, the child has grown up." .”

The old man in white robe frowned slightly, and then quickly relaxed it, but his tone was a little cold, "Master Hou is just joking, Liu Qian was also present at the time, that young man is related to several big families, so he can't be ignorant." The disappearance. This may cause accidents."

Zhao Zongliang raised an awkward smile at the corner of his mouth, and said casually, "Now that the army of the Qian Kingdom is overwhelming, I don't have time to take care of the secret schemes of your big families."

Marquis Dingguo holds a large army, in his eyes, the aristocratic family can use it as much as it can, if not, he doesn't mind getting some more blood from the clan of Yan Kingdom on his hands.

From the generation of Marquis Dingguo's father, they stepped on the doorstep, making all the aristocratic families in Bohai County bow their heads.

This move even attracted Emperor Yan to follow suit, but the opening of the capital involved too much, and Emperor Yan could only end it with hatred.

"It's natural, as long as we put our minds together, how can we do anything for the country!"

The white-robed old man calmly looked at Zhao Zongliang opposite him, put his hands on the sagging armrests, and leaned his back gently on the comfortable Jinxiu cushion.

"Brother is very right. I don't think anyone will secretly trick my brother."

Zhao Zongliang squinted his eyes, those eyes were as soft as a woman's, but what he said came out word by word.

The corners of the white-robed old man's mouth turned up slightly, and there was no wave in the ancient well in his eyes, and he couldn't see the slightest wave in his heart. "It's natural. As long as you do things for the country of Yan, you will naturally be rewarded."

"Then I will borrow my elder brother's auspicious words."

Zhao Zongliang bit the word "big brother" very hard, then slowly got up, flicked the spotless brocade robe, and lay down on the soft bed again, with a smile on his lips.

The old man in white robe clenched his hands into fists and stared at the lake with cold eyes. After the fight last night, the entire Bohai City belonged to this place, and the vitality of the world was quite strong, precisely because of the "Heart of the Ancient River" at the bottom of the lake that weighed a thousand catties.

Under the peach trees by the lake, there are occasional cranes.

The old man in white robe took a few breaths before calming down.

"Since Lord Hou didn't participate in what happened last night, I'll just be an errand runner and talk to the other big families."

Then he beckoned to the distance, and outside the lake courtyard, a figure quickly rushed towards him, and the hidden guards of the Hou Mansion did not stop him.

A young man in a gray shirt walked quickly to the side of the soft bed, handed over a brand new handkerchief, and said in a low voice, "Old ancestor, wipe off your sweat first."

After wiping the sweat from his hands and forehead, the old man in white robe breathed a long sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "Master Hou, please take care, the perfect Pomai Pill is what everyone wants, and if someone wants to take it alone, I'm afraid they will hit their teeth." .”

Zhao Zongliang took a deep breath of the dense mist floating from the lake, and said, "This Yan country is a great river and mountain, and this Marquis doesn't bother to take it, let alone a mere Pomai Pill. Big brother, you might as well tell them that my Dingguo Marquis has no intention of taking it." Get involved, what they want to do, it's up to you."

"Are you dangerous?"

The old man in white robe picked up a brand new cup with his left hand, refilled himself with a cup of Yuqian Longjing, savored the faint fragrance of tea, and suppressed the throbbing in his heart again.

Last night, he was also in a trance and almost snatched it.

If it wasn't for his grandson to stop him, everything would change.

The white-robed old man stood up slowly, and with the support of the green-clothed scholar, he looked at the distant pavilions, rockery and pools.

When he was young, he was raised in Dingguohou's Mansion just like the other sons of several big families.

It can be regarded as a kind of surrender of the aristocratic family to the Dingguo Houfu, and it can also be regarded as a kind of proton.

They were adopted as adopted sons by the previous generation of Dingguohou, so Zhao Zongliang called him "big brother".

The white-robed old man's thoughts were wandering, recalling the past years in the Hou Mansion, he suddenly smiled and said, "Second brother is still so idle, Bohai City will be handed over to you, please take care of me."

The white-robed old man swallowed the warm tea on his lips. There seemed to be a picture of his youth floating in front of his eyes. He nodded and said, "Our Zhang family will never make any mistakes at this time. You can rest assured about that."

"Then thank you, brother. Qianguo didn't move their fingers this time. They really planned to swallow Bohai County. If anyone has other ideas at this time, you can try to see if the knife in my hand is sharp."

Zhao Zongliang stretched out his right hand, horizontally in mid-air, a black and white line was wrapped around the fishing rod, the fishing line stretched instantly, and a fat and big fish was pulled out of the lake, ripples all over the body of the koi were reflected in Zhao Zongliang in the eyes.

The white-robed old man put down the teacup, leaned back on the soft bed, and said, "It's only natural, our big families must be united."

Zhao Zongliang flicked his robe, and the robes that were originally aura calmed down, and the yin and yang energy in his hands also dissipated invisible.

"It seems that this lake water has improved his maintenance a lot. It seems that he has touched the threshold of first-grade martial arts."

The old man in white robe narrowed his eyes slightly, and a trace of worry flashed across his wrinkled face.

He was really worried at this moment, that the other big families would act recklessly, taking advantage of the invasion by the army of the Qian Kingdom.

If this is the case, I am afraid that many people will be killed.

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