Ode to the Dragon

Late at night, in the study of King Chu's mansion.

Chu Tianxiong is lying in front of his desk, half of whom have just finished reading the memorial. The files in front of the desk are still smelling of ink -

his deep eyes are looking at the candlelight in front of the desk, flickering and dim, not knowing what he is thinking.

"Zhiya --"

Weng Bo gently pushed the door open and came in with a few exquisite food boxes for supper. He said in a voice: "Lord, are you still thinking about the eldest son?"

These days he repeatedly persuade, chutianxiong finally see in the little granddaughter's face, promised to see chufeng, take the initiative to show affection.

But I didn't expect that the father and son were more stubborn one by one. They had a good family reunion, but they broke up unhappily.

Chu Tianxiong came back to himself and said in a low voice, "Uncle Weng, do you always want to be a son against Laozi

Weng Bo said helplessly, "as the old saying goes," the enemy in the past life, the father and son in this life. "It's all fate."

"But the eldest son is not that unreasonable person. He just needs time. After all, he is flesh and blood. Is blood thicker than water?"

Chu Tianxiong was silent. He just ate some snacks and picked up a memorial to read it.

There is no doubt that he took a sip of herbal tea, which is different from those bitter and astringent in the past. This time, the taste of herbal tea is refreshing, and the feeling of depression and irritability in his heart is reduced by half.

"Weng Bo, this herbal tea is good. Who made it?"

With a little surprise, Chu Tianxiong is definitely a first-class master of traditional Chinese medicine if he can match this level of herbal tea.

Weng Bo said with a smile, "Wang Ye, this herbal tea was given to me by the eldest son."

"After we left, he sent a prescription by text message, saying that it can clear liver and fire, dispel dampness and cold, refresh and protect brain." In Chu Tianxiong's slightly surprised eyes, Weng Bo continued:

"although he said on the surface that he was filial to me and asked me to pay attention to my body, actually I know that this prescription is for you."

"I'm a rough man. What's the trouble. He's just hard mouthed, but he's still worried about you. "

"Miss? He wants me to die early. Well, on the day of my funeral, he can drink wine for three days and three nights, and he'll be happy to pass his breath Chu Tianxiong eyebrows pick pick, don't think so.

Weng Bo just had no choice but to smile bitterly. He also knew that it was angry words. He saw the paranoid father and son very clearly.

He served behind him in silence.

"Report!"

A rush of footsteps, a guard handed up a secret letter: "Xiye border, 800 Li urgent, urgent military situation."

"Present it!"

Yesterday, Weng Donghua came to the frontier to answer the letter

"Xixia announced that it would stop all economic exchanges with China and implement blockade -"

"this is to deliberately provoke war."

He tapped his fingers on the table. Years of military experience had already given him a premonition of War: "the conflict between Xixia and the Central Plains has existed since ancient times. In the past ten years, Xixia has worked hard to cultivate a large number of elite soldiers. This is to compete with us for the central Plains."

"Hum, a group of clowns. When the eldest son was in Xiye, these Xixia monkeys didn't dare to fart, but now they are dancing happily. There is no tiger in the mountain. The monkey is called the king."

Uncle Weng snorted coldly, and he held his breath in his heart.