The Great Wilderness Helping His Wife

Jiang Zheng closed his eyes half-closed, and said sluggishly, "Nonsense! Before going to the front line, why don't you arrange the government affairs in Kyoto?"

Zhao Hao beat his chest and stamped his feet: "Why are those civil servants so useless! Let you come for everything?"

Jiang Zheng turned sideways and sneered: "Yesterday I just said some angry words, why do you take it seriously? You boy, don't you really think that those civil servants are all free?"

This kid really doesn't understand politics at all.

Zhao Hao smiled: "Looking at you scolding them so hard, I wondered why! You must be exhausted last night, so get some rest!"

"Um……"

Jiang Zheng closed his eyes halfway, and let out a voice lazily through his nasal cavity.

Zhao Hao also lay down, and added: "I also take a rest, I was exhausted last night too!"

Jiang Zheng: "???"

He admitted that his good mood for the day was spoiled by Zhao Hao.

came back!

The feeling of cabbage being arched by a pig is back.

For a while, he was no longer sleepy, and sat up, only to see Zhao Hao with his eyes closed, looking like he was about to fall into a sweet dreamland.

Jiang Zheng was so angry that he kicked Zhao Hao's crotch: "Don't sleep! Chat with me!"

Zhao Hao rubbed his eyes: "Let's sleep for a while..."

"Hurry up and get me up!"

"Hey!"

Zhao Hao grinned, so he had to sit up obediently, and looked at the little old man obediently: "Say it!"

Looking at his smiling face, Jiang Zheng didn't know what to talk about with this dog for a while, and couldn't help but feel a little stuffy in his chest: "You start!"

Zhao Hao curled his lips: "Why don't you talk about the alien race? I heard that the mother and concubine of Brother Taisheng and Dongsheng are both from the alien race. You and the alien race must know each other well. Tell me about it."

Know everything?

Jiang Zheng always felt that these four words in Zhao Hao's mouth seemed a little weird.

But he didn't pay too much attention to it, he waved his hand and said: "Anyway, I'm idle, so I'll just tell you. Where do you want to start from?"

Zhao Hao smacked his lips: "A girl from a foreign race, is she pretty?"

"It's not a question of whether they are beautiful or not..."

Jiang Zheng stroked his beard, as if caught in a distant memory: "Let me tell you, there are many tribes of foreign races. Although they have different appearances, they are actually the same as our survivors of the Han Dynasty. They are tall, short, fat, thin, beautiful and ugly. Everything is there. Of course, Taisheng and Dongsheng's concubines are still very beautiful, after all, they are all descendants of tribal leaders, so how could they be worse?"

Zhao Hao: "..."

He suspected that Jiang Zheng was in Versailles.

Jiang Zheng glanced at his expression, and couldn't help showing a smile: "You have been wandering around for more than ten years, and you claim to have seen all the beauties in the world, but if you put it in front of me, I can only say that you know nothing about beauties."

Zhao Hao curled his lips: "You are right!"

Looking at his deflated appearance, Jiang Zheng felt extremely happy in his heart.

Although he brought Zhao Hao out because he had other thoughts, in fact he didn't have any opinion on Zhao Hao. On the contrary, he liked this son-in-law who was out of tune in trivial matters and understood the righteousness of business.

There is indeed a sliver of risk in this trip, but only a sliver.

Now, there is no barrier between him and Zhao Hao, and he can speak more freely.

Jiang Zheng was half lying on the soft couch, looking extremely at ease, Youzai Youzai said: "Of course, I can't say I like them, but you can estimate how many foreign tribes there were at that time. You have also heard your grandfather say that all of them It is impossible to drive them out, so we can only recruit some to attack the other. You know, the emperor, you can only sacrifice your own body to give them some sense of security."

Zhao Hao smacked his lips: "Your sacrifice is really big enough!"

What's wrong?

This is a loss of how many elite soldiers.

This little old man really knows how to fill a cup.

But the united front was understood by him.

He thought for a while and said, "But you are not afraid that the descendants left by the foreign race will have unfavorable thoughts on our barren country?"

Jiang Zheng smiled, and looked at Zhao Hao with caring eyes: "Why do you think they have thoughts that are not good for the deserted country?"

Zhao Hao curled his lips: "They have the blood of other races on them!"

"Then they still have the blood of our survivors!"

"Ah this..."

Jiang Zheng smiled: "You bastard, you are so shrewd when you do business, why can't you turn your brain around when you think about big things?"

Zhao Hao was a little embarrassed: "No one taught me what you said!"

"No one teaches you how to do business!"

"But I often go out to spend!"

"Tsk tsk..."

Jiang Zheng smacked his lips, thinking it made sense, so he didn't make things difficult for him, and continued, "Just make an analogy, don't you care about going out for consumption or doing business on your own, don't you only do things that are beneficial to you?"

Zhao Hao thought for a while, then shook his head solemnly and said: "No, I often go whoring and am happy, so I wrote a poem for the oiran."

Jiang Zheng: "???"

He felt that talking about this kind of thing to Zhao Hao in a persuasive way might not be as effective as he imagined.

Then he shook his head, and skipped the topic directly: "It's actually an interest! In our barren country, there are actually quite a few people with alien blood, but most of these people actually want to be a barren country person honestly. Do you know why?"

"why?"

"Because of the blood! We Han survivors and foreign races have their own advantages and disadvantages, but in fact there is no essential difference. Of course, there is a prerequisite, that is, there is no monster race. The reason why foreign races are alien races is because they can easily take the blood of the monster race as their own." Use, as long as you get closer to the Yaozu, their strength can be improved. Just like when you do business, do you like people who provide you with supplies, or people who don't provide you with supplies!"

"The designation is willing to provide!"

Jiang Zheng nodded: "Yes! That's the case with foreign races, but as long as foreign races marry our Han survivors, the offspring will no longer have this ability. Mixed blood can't benefit from the monster race, and it doesn't have any benefits from the monster race. use value.

Although they still inherited some abilities to use demon magic, they are no different from us in essence, so why do they still fight against the deserted country?You see, in Zhuyi City, there are a few people randomly pulled out from the street, at least half of them have alien blood, don't they still live honestly and pay taxes honestly? "