The Great Wilderness Helping His Wife

Zhao Dingbian was looking at his grandson, obviously wanting to ask something, but he glanced at Miracle Doctor Xue in the wing room, and motioned Zhao Hao to return to the main room.

After the grandpa and grandson sat down, Zhao Dingbian asked, "Tell grandpa, how did you get out of trouble?"

Bai Xiu discovered Zhao Hao's trace, and the news reached Zhao Dingbian's ears immediately.

But at that time, he didn't stop the big formation, instead he led Zhen Guowei to rush downstream, because he was worried that even if he found Zhao Hao, he would be restricted by Wei Guo's gangsters everywhere. A higher confidence helped Zhao Hao get out of trouble.

Unexpectedly, after less than five miles, someone came to report again, and Zhao Hao escaped by himself.

This was a bit beyond Zhao Dingbian's expectation.

These people from the state of Wei obviously came for the defense map of Xilongguan, how could they let Zhao Hao leave before they got the defense map?

Even though he watched Zhao Hao grow up, he couldn't understand how Zhao Hao persuaded those thieves to let him go.

Zhao Hao grinned: "It's a long story..."

Although he was safe now, he knew that he still had an extremely important problem to solve.

That is the deployment map of Xilongguan.

Of course, he could attribute this to his extraordinary memory, but what this statement can explain is the ancient version of the defense map he drew.

However, in order to confuse the people of Wei, he integrated several versions of the defense map, which used a lot of common sense in the art of war. If the defense map on their bodies fell into the hands of the emperor, it would not be so easy to explain.

And Jiang Huai, that stinky old lady, was a secret agent, and she was a strong follower, and she must have been following these Wei people for a long time.

So after meeting the black-faced couple, he tried his best to give hints to Bai Xiu, and tried his best to annoy the black-faced man.

Only by rushing ahead of Jiang Huai and blasting all those people into scum, can there be no worries for the future.

"Oh... too!"

Zhao Ding took a deep look at him, and a different kind of light flashed in his eyes.

This boy Gu was the one he grew up with.

He is very confident that his grandson's brain is so smart that he can rub Jiang Zheng's princes and grandchildren on the ground.

Regardless of whether they are studying the art of war or doing poetry and business, their talents are not generally high, and they can often comprehend the truth by just mentioning a few sentences casually.

So at first he was very panicked, but in the end he had no choice but to lead Zhao Hao astray with his own hands.

Zhao Hao's first teacher, Hong Ling, arranged for him.

The first brothel Zhao Hao went to was opened by one of his former subordinates.

It was also a talent he invited from the Qi State that made Zhao Hao understand the truth that "you can prostitute yourself for free by writing poems".

He even let Zhao Hao get in touch with many lucrative industries in the capital, to see if he could be inspired to start a business.

As a result, without exception, Zhao Hao did a great job.

Even the people he arranged didn't teach much, Zhao Hao has already learned by himself.

It can be said that Zhao Hao was misled by him.

He knew that Zhao Hao was a genius, but he was also very confident that Zhao Hao's talents were all under his control.

But now...he was a little unsure.

How did this brat convince the people of Wei to let him go?

I didn't teach it!

Zhao Dingbian even felt that he was a little arrogant in the past, thinking that everything Zhao Hao did perfectly met his requirements. Although it could be explained by another set of logic, Zhao Dingbian did not doubt it, but when he thought of staring at this The kid grew up feeling that this idea was too absurd.

But this time Zhao Hao's behavior.

It was completely out of his expectation, but it could still fit perfectly into another set of logic.

Could it be that this kid knew what I was going to do from birth?

Not only that, but let nature take its course and let oneself guide?

This... is too scary!

If that's the case, why didn't he hint at me?

But on second thought, what's the use of hinting?

For a moment, Zhao Dingbian was in a turmoil, and images of Jiang Zheng and Zhao Hao kept flashing in his mind.

The grandpa and grandson sat there for a long time, and finally heard a voice coming from the gate.

"Father! Hao'er! We're back!"

The black-faced man laughed loudly, ran towards the main room as soon as he entered the door, hugged Zhao Hao up, and spun three times in the air.

"Come on! Let me see my son, I really want to die!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Zhao Hao: "..."

Zhao Dingbian: "..."

Bai Xiu: "???"

The black-faced man's smile froze on his face, he put Zhao Hao down embarrassingly, and carefully reminded: "Father! Do you want to help Hao'er pick it up again? Anyway, our old Zhao's family is strong, with a few broken ribs... ...Ah, it hurts, it hurts!"

Bai Xiu's eyes were red, and she pinched the black-faced man's ears and pulled hard: "You are strong, right? Just a few ribs, right? If you dare to touch me, Hao'er, I will never end with you?"

As he spoke, tears flowed down his face, and he looked at Zhao Hao distressedly: "Hao'er, do you feel pain?"

Zhao Hao looked at the black-faced man whose ears had been pinched and bleeding, and grinned involuntarily.

This... dare I say it hurts?

So he wiped the cold sweat from the pain on his forehead, shook his head and said, "It doesn't hurt at all!"

After a while, the three broken ribs were reattached.

Only then did Zhao Hao ask, "How are those Wei people doing?"