Zhao Defang's road to the virtuous king

"Father, actually... that beggar is quite pitiful... Although he is very bad, but... kill him..."

"Well, yes, death is not a crime, but... this is his life."

Concubine Di pulled Weiling back into the car, "Okay, lord, come out and talk about some happy things, don't keep fighting and killing."

"Madam, Jia Jun started this conversation. Besides, Madam and Ling'er asked me to talk about it. How could it be my fault?"

"Because the concubine thinks this story is not good to tell, is that okay?"

"Hehehe, okay, what did Madam say?" De Fang cupped her hands, "I'm not very good at speaking, so please don't blame me."

Concubine Di lifted the curtain and said with a smile, "No wonder, but the reward is gone."

"Oh, it's so pitiful. I haven't even drank any saliva after talking for a long time, and I haven't even paid for it." Defang looked at Jiajun, "Hey! General Song, you are responsible for this matter!"

Jia Jun turned his head to look at De Fang, "My lord, what will I be responsible for?"

"You start talking, the lonely king tells stories, and the tired lady who has suffered for a long time still doesn't like to listen to them. If you are not responsible, whoever is responsible!"

"Then...you will be punished at the end."

"That's pretty much the same! Go back and hit your [-]th board! Remember yourself!"

"Yes, the general will remember."

"My lord," Concubine Di said, "You forget about it when you return to Beijing."

"I will never forget being able to play Jiajun's board, hahaha" Defang said, "Ma'am, do you know that General Cao once remembered that a person had to play the board for a year, and it took a year for him to actually play the board. "

"One year?" Concubine Di asked, "What board needs to be recorded for one year?"

Defang looked at Concubine Di, "This is what Madam asked me to say, so I can't say it badly."

"I know after hearing it." Concubine Di smiled.

"Oh, what a pity, hehehe"

Defang's group of eight people walked along the river to Jinghu North Road via various state capitals, but the bell yelled to continue listening to Defang's story, and climbed half of his body out of the car door, "Father, how did Old General Cao memorize it on the board for a year?" ? Is someone going to hit him or is he going to hit someone else?"

Defang waved his hand, "Baili, you can hold Ling'er steady."

"My lord, don't worry, the little princess is safe between Xiao and Chongming."

"Baili" Weiling patted Baili on the back, "Sit forward, I won't be able to see my father anymore."

"Ling'er," Concubine Di said, "you are quite comfortable, lying on your stomach to listen to the story, and if you sit a hundred miles ahead, he will fall down. Let your father speak louder, so that you can hear it."

Defang looked at the carriage, "Ma'am, after all, this is the hardest for me."

Concubine Di smiled and said, "My lord, it's called hard work for the capable."

"Father, just tell me, Ling'er beats your back every day and pours tea for you."

"Look, it's better to be a daughter. I know that I feel sorry for my father. Well, my father will tell the little princess a story."

"Thank you, father!"

"Good boy," Defang smiled, "Many generals know about old General Cao beating officials, and it's been about 20 years."

"Father, is the old general Cao going to fight a high official? So you have to wait for a year?"

"It's not a big official, it's just a small official in the state capital."

"Then it must be that this little official offended old General Cao, so I only wrote down the board for a year, but..." Wei Ling thought for a while, "Then why didn't we just call and wait for a year?"

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