"You and I understand people, so let's talk about it."Han Qi was also a bachelor, and he directly and Wen Yanbo chose to talk.

“All right!”Wen Yanbo did not work hard to walk around with him.

“No shit, let go of the past.Now only you and I can save Jiayan and my indisputable bastard!”

“Oh?”

Han Qi suddenly blurted out, “Where is Tang Zihao?”

The reason why he was stable was because this matter was that Tang crazy people were stirring inside, and he could not save his son, right?

He just needs to save, and Han Jiayan will not be a big deal.

But listen to me, I mean...

“Tang Zihao?”And he grinned.

"He wants to be a saint, son, family business what can't be done?"

“The Saints?”

Decades of officialdoms have made Han Qi not believe that there are still saints in the world.

“You mean he didn’t come back?”

“No!”

“...” Han Qi was silent.

For a long time, "Since Kwanfu is so honest, the old man also said a few words of his heart."

“Please tell me.”

“Doesn’t Kwan thought something was wrong?”

“Ticked?”Wen Yanbo is a treacherous.“How to get upset?”

"First of all, how did Wei Guogong appear in the mountains, and Kuanfu did not know?"

“Qi knows!”Han Qi's eyes light up.“Wei Guoguo went to the call of the Lord.”

“Ah?”

He said, “What is he asking for?”

Han Qi laughed bitterly, "Wei Guogong asked, but to restore the reputation of the ancestors."Let him, for himself, and future generations, be able to throw away the charge of perversion.”

"If there is no Tang Yi, according to the ability of Wei Guogong, as well as the support of the Northwest parties, into the Beijing wave is almost ten nine stable."

"But there was an almost incomprehensible Don lunatic, and his decades of planning were lost."

“He is not willing to do it, he is resentful, and he still wants to do it in his lifetime.”

"So, for the sake of the reputation of the U.S. family, he can let go of everything, even hatred, and dignity!"

“...”

He was surprised, “You mean...”

"Knowing that Tang Zihao is invincible, he retreated, put down his body to ask for the call of the devil, and hoped that through her relationship, Tang Yi helped him achieve his wish?"

“Exactly!”

“That can...”

Wen Yanbo once said, lamenting: Sometimes people can do anything for the sake of faith.

“So...” Han Qi continued."How can a man who wants to be in the Tang family die under the middle of the mountain, and how can he have a heart with Zhao Zongqiu?"

"The old man understood."Wenyan Bo Dao."You mean that Wei Guoguo should really die at the end of his life, not as rumored, and was killed by the Tang family along with Zhao Zongqi?"

This time, Han Qi shook his head, "Qi is just guessing, after all, the dog Jiayan, and the guards in the Wei Guogong government, including everyone present at the time, are controlled by the official family as much as possible, no one can see."No one knows what happened.”

Wen Yan said, “It is not a bad thing, and the official family, in doing so, also wants to control the situation in their hands and make it easier for everyone to sin.”

“Not to mention that, what do you have in doubt?”

“There is!”Han Qi nodded his head.“Did Wang Xianying ever see Tang Zihao?”

"If Wang Xianying catches up with Tang Zihao, he can't not know the interests, let alone go back to Beijing, only to bring a letter."

“So...”

"Qi suspected that the so-called pursuit of Tang Yi back to Beijing, including the letters mentioned by Wang Xianying, are a bureau set up by the official family."

“Just a delay!”

“...”

Yes, I said, I didn’t think of it!

First of all, Wang Xianying's pursuit of Tang Yi is a unreliable thing in itself; secondly, Tang Yi does not return to Beijing, but also bullshit.

This time, it was more than three months, counting the days, the U.S. Army has been coming to East Rome.

Even if the official family sent a letter to Tang Yina three months ago, it is now almost here, if it is delayed for a few months, perhaps Tang Yi will return.

...

"Don't think about it, Xian Ying must have seen Zihao."

At this moment, Guanlan College, Fan Zhongyu and Jia Chang Dynasty, and Fu Hong, are also discussing this issue.

For the guess of Jia and the rich two, Fan Zhongyi gave a positive answer.

"That letter to the official family must also exist, and it must have come from the hand of Zihao!"

“...”

“...”

The Lord and the rich face to face each other.Without a word, they do not understand.

“Why didn’t the big guy come back?”

"Because..." Fan Zhongyi paused, hesitated a little, and finally decided to tell the truth with the two of them.

“There are two reasons.First of all, the state of affairs that this time is really more important than family affairs!”

"No one of us is in his place, and he will not come back."

“Jia is speechless for a while.“Is an Eastern Rome that important?”

“It’s not just East Rome, but...”

Fan Zhongyan laughed, "The second is the most important reason."

“What reason?”

Fan Zhongyan looked up, looked directly at the two people, and said in a deep voice: "Daro is tired, he wants to..."

“He wants to get out!”

“What!”

The old Jaden stood up, “Does he want to get out?”What get out?How to get out!”

“What, call, get out, get out of here?”

“Does he want to put down the hustle and bustle?”“Like you, who’s not dead, eating?”

“How?”I looked at him.“No, okay?”

"Dahron, for the sake of the Song, worked hard for more than 20 years!"From boy to white hair, is that enough?”

Let him, like the old man, wither the oil lamp, and spend the last little time on this chaotic platform?"

"But..." Jia Chang said in a word, Tang Zihao's dedication is indeed enough, this is a matter of obvious to all.

However, the Great Song Dynasty was used to the Great Song Dynasty with Tang crazy people.Even his old and adulterous little man felt that if Tang Yi was not in the morning for a day, his heart would not be practical for a day.

Now Tang Yi wants to pick a pick, how can the old Jia accept it?

“Van Shiwin!”

"You know, the great Song is not a peaceful world, there are big Liao in the north, there are a bunch of moths in the country, he promised the emperor's thousands of generations there is no shadow!"

"At this time, you said that he was tired and didn't do it, so what about the big Song?"“Is he worthy of the first man?”

“What do you call him sorry, Lord?”Fan Zhong did not do it.

Don't look at the usual he counted Tang Yi, outsiders say a word, Master Fan absolutely can not bear.

The eyes stared, "Everything has been done by Zihao alone, what do you want?"

“Are you right about the first emperor again?”Is it right for the first emperor?”

...

"All right . . . rich ." said the rich man, knowing that the two old men had met and pinch, and only came out to persuade him.

"Zhao is not a person who does not care, he will arrange it, son urgent what?"

He turned to Fan Zhongyi, “Sichvan’s words are serious...”

“Young man with white hair?”

"I don't think that boy is old at all, let alone white hair."

He who does not smile, the rich man still has to listen.

Slow down the tone: "Zhao from the age of fourteen or fifteen, after the saddle of this court, he just wanted to make his own day, do not live this life in vain."To be said later, there is only great merit, but there is no human taste.”

“Excessively?”

"Besides, he thought of a simple little day, and did not say that it doesn't matter at all, what are you hurrying about?"

“...”

Hearing that Tang Yi did not completely leave his hands, Lao Jia relaxed a lot and knew that Tang Yi was wrong.

To be honest, he was just worried that without this crazy big Song would go the old way.

But in the face of Fan Zhongyi, how can old Jia be soft?

He turned his old face, looked at Master Fan, and muttered, "You teachers and disciples, there is no one who is right."

“It’s all weird and weird!”

Mr. Fan is not doing it again, this Jia Chang Dynasty, why is it so ugly to speak?

“Who do you say is amazing?”

“Hm!”Old Jacqueline is cold.“Tell me about you!”

“Aren’t you amazing?There is a son who does not recognize it, throw it to the state of the world, and he will not return to Beijing."

“He found it himself!”

Mr. Fan's anger, especially when it comes to Fan Junli, actually married the daughter of the Jia family.

"If he doesn't marry the show, can the old man let him go back to Beijing?"

“What happened to the show?”The old man wouldn’t let him.“Isn’t the show worthy of your home?”

Lord Fan choked back, "The show is naturally a daughter-in-law, but he has a bad father, then say something else!"

“Hey!”Old Jia can't bear it, if it doesn't work, it's necessary to pinch Master Fan.

“I will...”

The rich man had a headache on one side, how could he say that he quarreled again?

“Come on, okay...”

"Say, you two are old and unrespectful, how did you get to the pure courtesy?"

Quickly change the subject and say, “Say the right thing.”

“Jiao Hao wants to get out, does the official know?”

Lord Fan was indeed brought back by the rich man, "I don't know."

“But something should be noticed.After all, he did not return to Beijing, and sent letters, and the mind of trying to get out of the DPRK is already clear."

“Well, really.”Mr. Jia also took back his mind and groaned in the words of the two of them.

"In this way, it is not difficult to open the door now."

“As long as Zi Hao has the heart of decentralization, no matter who it is, it will no longer be difficult for those few children.”

The rich man said, but there is no peace of mind, "it is difficult to say!"

“Oh?”

Only the rich said: "Zhao wants to get away, the official will let him get away?"

“Wen Yanbo, Guanlan, those officials, including the door, want him to get out?”

“Say the door.”Fan Zhong flooded his eyebrows."Not surprisingly, soon there will be no door for the Song."

"A few Cao Pan and Zihao are single-minded, Zi Hao retreat, they will not follow."

“As for the officials of the Department of Guanlan...”

“It’s hard to say, but...” I couldn’t help but show my pride."The old man's students, the old man knows, they will not be for their own career, hard to pull on the son."

“To the official...”

Fan Zhongyi's worry gradually began, "It is not necessarily willing to go out."

Old Jasper, “So that’s it?“Will the officials stop it?”

“How can we stop it?”

...

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