The Great Wilderness Helping His Wife

Zhao Hao didn't want to cause trouble either, but he couldn't stand this kind of aggrieved.

Trust is the greatest thing in this world, but it is also the most unreliable thing.

The little old man did this because he didn't want to kill himself.

But at the same time, he tied himself firmly and let the next emperor decide whether to kill or not.

Unfortunately, he has a solution to these two constraints.

Mingxin Wenxing can reduce the side effects of Xinyu, and Kurong Wenxing can also fight against the backlash of the national destiny.

He hesitated for a while, and said, "Zhiyu, do you want to be an empress?"

Jiang Zhiyu suddenly opened her eyes wide: "Huh?"

She remembered the analysis of the situation in Qi that Zhao Hao asked her to say that day. In fact, she had already had some vague guesses at that time.

But when Zhao Hao said that, he still couldn't help being a little shocked.

Zhao Hao turned sideways, looked her in the eyes, and said seriously: "If possible, I also want to live like this with you for the rest of my life, but living like this at home, sooner or later someone will appear outside the door with a knife in hand."

Jiang Zhiyu panicked: "Yes, but I won't..."

Zhao Hao said with a smile: "The useless princes in the palace, they don't know how, let alone they don't have a backer."

Jiang Zhiyu was silent, and she knew very well that this was indeed the best choice for the family.

But after all, a little guilty.

She looked at Zhao Hao: "You will help me, right?"

"Of course it will help!"

"That's not what I said!"

"That……"

"I don't want to be a loner in that position. When I was in Zhongcui Palace, my mother wanted to help the emperor, but she didn't dare to. Sitting in that position is really pitiful. I don't want to..."

Looking at her worried look, Zhao Hao couldn't help laughing: "I will help! How can there be any reason in this world to let a wife work and hide behind to enjoy life? I will always be with you, I just want to ask you what do you think? Yes, are you willing to sit on it? If you don’t want to, I won’t force you, let’s just run away and fly away.”

Jiang Zhiyu asked back: "Then are you willing to wander without a place to stay?"

Zhao Hao: "..."

Jiang Zhiyu hugged him even tighter: "As long as it's good for our family, I'm willing to do anything."

"Ugh……"

Zhao Hao sighed, thinking that the description of Xinhu in grandma's notes was not wrong at all.

I just want to live my little life, but I can do anything for this little life.

He kissed Jiang Zhiyu's forehead: "We don't need to be so bitter and bitter, anyway, it's still early, let's get dressed first, let's finish unwrapping the presents first."

"Ok!"

Jiang Zhiyu responded lightly.

An hour later.

Zhao Hao moved all the things he liked into the spacious underground secret room, most of them were things that were good for cultivation and spiritual cultivation.

All were arranged according to the instructions provided by the gift giver, and the bedroom immediately became the treasured cultivation place that all practitioners dream of.

Invigorate Qi and blood and nourish the heart.

Of course, the two most powerful things are Bodhi seeds and merit pills.

Looking at these two things, Zhao Hao couldn't help scratching his head frantically.

Does this mean that the weaker the chicken, the luckier it is?

He felt the faint Buddha power contained in the bodhi seed, as well as the tiny vitality, and knew that under normal circumstances, this thing would definitely not grow into a bodhi tree.

"Zhiyu, you may not believe me when I tell you, but I can make this thing grow into a tree."

"..."

Jiang Zhiyu didn't speak. Although she felt that Zhao Hao was bragging, she had already seen Zhao Hao's ability to speak out.

It obviously doesn't look like someone with cultivation base, but this mouth seems to be open.

First, "Luohong is not a ruthless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers", and then "When autumn comes and September [-]th, I will kill all the flowers."

Seeing her silence, Zhao Hao couldn't help being a little dissatisfied: "Can't you question it? You make me feel very unfulfilled!"

Jiang Zhiyu suddenly realized, and denied it seriously: "Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"Hey!"

"You don't believe it, do you?"

"Don't believe me!"

Zhao Hao suddenly became excited, and directly buried the bodhi seed in the Avalokitesvara soil of the pottery basin, urging Kurong Wenxing to infuse life crazily.

After a while, a thin sapling grew out of the potted plant.

Although the sapling is thin and small, it has a faint Buddha light.

Zhao Hao was ecstatic in his heart, although it only grew such a little bit, it was the bodhi tree that all Buddhist cultivators dreamed of.

Legend has it that this thing is a fetish that enlightens wisdom and enlightenment, and even the Buddha had an epiphany here.

I have Qizhi Wenxing, so I don't need this thing.

But Qizhi Wenxing can only be used as itself, this thing is a range buff!

No needling for needles, no needling for tree planting at home!

He didn't notice that there were several wrinkles on his face out of thin air, and his black hair became a little gray. At this time, he was looking at the Bodhi sapling, smiling like an idiot.

"Hey hey, hey hey..."

Jiang Zhiyu: "..."

Although he didn't know what kind of evil technique Zhao Hao had mastered, he roughly guessed the wonder of it.