The Great Wilderness Helping His Wife

"What is this?"

Jiang Zhiyu was a little strange, but the kraft paper bag was slowly opened, and when she saw the poetry collection inside, her body froze for a moment.

Zhao Hao smiled and said, "The property has returned to its original owner."

Jiang Zhiyu subconsciously asked, "Did you read it?"

Zhao Hao curled his lips: "I wrote the key capitals. What's so interesting? I just flipped through them."

Jiang Zhiyu breathed a sigh of relief, that's good...

Zhao Hao asked with a smile: "Test your literary accomplishment, which one do you think is the best among them?"

Jiang Zhiyu said without hesitation: "Of course it's the song Shanyuan Xiaomei!"

"I don't think so!"

"Then which one do you think it is?"

"That's the one, last night the thief broke into the boudoir, and the sweet words flew around..."

Jiang Zhiyu's face froze, she raised her head and gave him a gouging look: "Nonsense!"

After all, he turned around and wanted to leave.

Zhao Hao asked solemnly: "Is it possible that as long as you don't talk sweet words and your heart doesn't wander, you can embrace a beauty?"

Jiang Zhiyu turned her head, smiled and said, "Young Master Zhao is really confused, I can't understand a single word of this nonsense!"

After finishing speaking, he grabbed the umbrella and walked towards the main room, calmly like a lady of a great family.

"I don't even leave an umbrella..."

Zhao Hao made a sound, and followed quickly in the rain.

In the main room, Jiang Zheng was still sitting quietly, looking like a kind old man.

Seeing Zhao Hao, he smiled and waved to him: "Hao'er, come sit next to me. Have you ever been frightened? Are you injured?"

Zhao Hao sat down with a smile on his face: "It's just a few little thieves, just a few broken ribs, with my grandfather's true energy and high-quality medicinal materials, it will be completely healed in a few days. This is a small injury. It’s embarrassing to trouble your father to come and visit in person!”

Jiang Zheng laughed dumbfounded, thinking that this kid doesn't say anything else, he has always been known as the toughest in Kyoto.

When I was young, no matter how badly I was beaten when fighting with others, I never lost.

Wei Guo sent so many masters, but in his mouth, they were just a few small thieves.

His smile became more and more loving: "What does the family say? If I don't come to visit you, why don't you let me see you in the palace?"

"That's true! Father loves me the most! It's just that Feiyuwei is too useless, a spy organization, and finally catches the criminals, and the whole special mother depends on the victim's family. Isn't this fine for two years?"

"Okay! I will punish them when I go back!"

"Thank you, Father!"

The old and the young looked at each other with sincere eyes.

Jiang Zhiyu: "..."

She lowered her head and glanced at her hands silently. The split opening had already healed the moment she got off the carriage, leaving only a thin red line, which could not be seen unless she looked carefully. It was no longer the bloody mouth just now. Miserable.

She felt that the hearts and minds of these two people were more than the opening in her hands just now.

Jiang Zheng asked with a smile, "Where are your parents and your grandfather?"

Zhao Hao rubbed his knees: "Hey! I've been busy all night, it's already afternoon, they're all so tired, they're all resting in their rooms! I'll call them!"

Jiang Zheng hurriedly stopped: "No need, let them have a good rest! This time I came here mainly to see you."

"Hey! You've come to the right place!"

Zhao Hao patted his leg: "Our old Zhao family, I count the best looking, you take this opportunity to look more."

Jiang Zheng: "..."

If it was before, he would definitely scold Zhao Hao with a smile.

But now, those kind words are somewhat unspeakable.

I don't know why, but I feel a little sad in my heart.

Seeing the smiling face of Zhao Hao in front of him, a sense of guilt welled up in his heart. He wanted to swindle out some things about the defense map of Xilongguan, but Zhao Hao told the descendants of those generals directly.

Although this kid has a lot of precautions against outsiders, he doesn't defend himself at all against those close to him.

Such a silly and sweet boy, why do I still doubt him?

Looking at Jiang Zheng's bright white star, Zhao Hao was also a little confused.

This Nima...

Having been able to sit on the throne for so many years, he was somewhat insane, and he was a little confused about what was going on in Jiang Zheng's mind.

If you say his star is bright white, it is indeed a bit scary. In terms of brightness, it is really no worse than the old man's star.

Even though there is a small hole on the surface of the star, there is still a steady stream of black air bubbling out. Although a trace of it was scattered by the white light as soon as it emerged, it is still bubbling out in a steady stream.

Zhao Hao tried to mobilize the power of Mingxin Wenxing to fill the hole, but there was no way.

It's not like others at all, although there is more or less black air, but it all floats on the surface, and there is no such black air.

outrageous...

"correct!"

Jiang Zheng suddenly said, "That kid Qin Zhili has already taken a job at the Huangguo Bookstore, and today he will start publishing literacy enlightenment books to educate the people, and each copy will reach the people at a very low price."

Zhao Hao clapped his hands and praised: "It's a great thing!"

These days, he has also learned about the situation of some of the five countries. Even though these countries are much richer than the barren countries, no emperor has ever been willing to spend a lot of money to eradicate illiteracy throughout the country.

Leaving aside the question of whether it will harm him or not, Jiang Zheng is still competent as an emperor.

I just don't know why I brought this up all of a sudden...

Jiang Zheng smiled slightly: "However, I looked at the enlightenment books of the Five Kingdoms of the Central Plains, but none of them were suitable, so I thought about inviting famous experts from our barren country to compile them together. Tell me... what does this chief editor think of you? At that time, your name will be signed on the title page of the book."

As soon as these words came out, the main room suddenly fell into a strange and quiet atmosphere.