"Here!"

The two of them were each cheered up, saluted quickly, and then left in a hurry.

In this way, not to mention that Zhao Guanjia, who has seen too much military information and drunk too much yellow wine in the past few days, was rarely sad. On the other side, Hu Hongxiu and Wanqie hurried down the mountain and turned the corner. When they looked up, they saw that Zhao Guanjia was still looking away with their hands behind their backs. They were also thinking about it.

For example, Wan Qisheng, this man thought that the official family was young, but he was forced to give up on himself by the cruel war, and even had a momentary attitude of enjoying himself... There have been many such things throughout history... However, they did not lose their basic momentum from beginning to end, but they were just some kindness.

This seems not a problem for an official who was originally a vassal king and was only 22 years old this year. Instead, he can be called a "benevolent master".

As for Han Shizhong's advance to the north, it is a new thing for others, but for the newcomers of the Privy Council, they participated in the discussion early in the morning, and it is even less worth mentioning.

However, there is still a major gain today, that is, the poem "response to the scene" pointed out by the Zhao official family... "Is it pity the chrysanthemums in the hometown from afar, and they should open on the battlefield"... Isn't it exactly the Tokyo war? The official family finally made up their minds to let Han Shizhong lead the Huaixi Army into Shunchang Prefecture in advance, which is not consistent with the official family's mentality of caring for the hometown of Tokyo?

But the problem is, didn’t the official fall into the well and forget everything? How could he still cherish the chrysanthemums in his hometown?

"Brother Yuanzhong (Wanqi Er), do you say that the official family really forgot the past when the sun sets down, or pretending to forget?" At this moment, Hu Hongxiu couldn't help blurting out.

Wanqi stopped and looked at the person beside him, speechless for a moment... Can you say this? Can't you keep it in your heart? There are not enough troubles caused today?

Seeing this, Hu Hongjue was about to say something again, but Wan Qien stomped his feet repeatedly and ran towards the mountain as if he was running away.

At the same time, the Zhao official family was completely unaware that his finger-telling poem out of his feelings about the destruction of the people's livelihood actually caused the two officials of the Privy Council to think... He looked at the horizon for a long time, but felt a vastness. Finally, he was drunk and turned around and slowly went down the mountain.
Chapter completed!