"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The old man's voice came from the study: "Who?"

Zhao Hao took a deep breath and said emotionally, "Grandpa! I am your grandson!"

"..."

The room was silent for a while, and then the old man's cursing voice came out: "Get out!"

squeak...

The door opened.

Zhao Hao walked in with a jar of wine in his arms, smiling.

The old man rolled his eyes at him: "Why don't you go back to the house to sleep when you're full? What are you doing here? Why, you also want to read a book so that your body can rest?"

Zhao Hao closed the study door, sat down loudly, and poured two glasses of wine on his own: "Isn't it because you are in a bad mood, how many glasses of wine will I have with you?"

"I am in a bad mood?"

The old man sneered, and waved his hands impatiently: "I just sat on the position of prison supervisor, why are you in a bad mood? I'm in a good mood!"

Zhao Hao climbed along the pole: "That's just right! Since you're so happy, let's have a drink or two to add to the fun!"

Old man: "..."

He was silent for a while, and then said sullenly: "Our old Zhao family, why did you have such a shameless grandson?"

Zhao Hao pushed the wine glass over: "If you want to save face, is it still called grandson?"

Old man: "..."

He shook his head, picked up his glass and drank it down.

Zhao Hao also had a drink with him, and poured several glasses in succession without giving the old man time to react.

While gurgling a few glasses of wine, the grandpa and grandson didn't speak, and the atmosphere seemed a little dull.

Zhao Hao knows.

The old man is sulking.

He smiled: "You old man really doesn't talk about martial arts, how can you cheat your brother like this."

The old man waved his hand: "Don't worry about this matter, just live your life honestly, I have my own plan."

Zhao Hao was a little dissatisfied: "Then you are forcing me to gnaw on the old man? I, Zhao Ritian, have worked hard all my life. No matter what I have, I have obtained everything through my own hard work. If you let me gnaw on the old man, it is a humiliation to me."

The old man looked at him strangely.

He didn't speak, just looked at him like this.

Zhao Hao was a little embarrassed by the look, but he still said stubbornly: "Why? As for this identity, I also got it through my reincarnation efforts. You can't deny my subjective initiative just because I am good at reincarnation."

The old man was also laughed angrily by him: "Okay! Then tell me, what should we do in such a predicament?"

Zhao Hao immediately said excitedly: "Not to mention, this wave of my father-in-law is definitely trying to trick us. If all the civil and military officials cooperate with you to keep the deserted country in order, the consequences of the little old man's jealousy will be disastrous. But if we do not do it on purpose, and it is easy to fall for the truth, we really screw up the country, and we are fish on the chopping board.

In short, this country must supervise well, and cannot imitate him.However, there is still room for manipulation in the specific monitoring method.

So, in my opinion, there is only one way to break the game, and that is Barabara..."

A quarter of an hour later.

Zhao Hao was kicked out of the small study.

"Fuck off!"

"boom!"

The door is closed.

Zhao Hao could only rub his butt and leave cursing.

Sure enough, the purpose of the grandfather and grandson is different, the concept is different, and the means are of course completely different.

The little old man is really stubborn.

But okay.

Now everything in Huanguo is on the right track, even if the old man does nothing but nod and shake his head in Zhenguo's seat, nothing will go wrong in a short time.

At least before the literary meeting begins, it is very difficult for any major disturbances to occur, after all, it is also difficult for any major incidents to happen.

Therefore, there is still a lot of time left for the old man to think about it.

Ugh……

The little old man thought he would blow himself up and die with another little old man.

It is impossible to persuade them forcefully, otherwise, even if they gather all the dragon's blood and phoenix marrow, it will be impossible to save the person.

Still understand it with reason and move it with emotion.

Only then can there be a good ending.

The situation in the deserted country...

Anywhere is fine.

Just a little old man.

Back to the bedroom.

Seeing Zhao Hao coming back, Jiang Zhiyu hurriedly asked, "What did grandpa say?"

Zhao Hao smiled: "Elderly people are more shy, so don't force him yet."

"Um……"

Jiang Zhiyu nodded, and immediately looked a little sad: "I didn't expect it to be so fast."

Zhao Hao hugged her waist, leaned down and touched her forehead lightly, and comforted him: "Everyone will grow old, maybe when we get old, we will even haggle over one thing and quarrel with each other, but Don't worry, I will let you!"

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