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âIâll go and tell the emperor that Iâll go to war on behalf of Abba!âXiao Baoshu shouted with half of his face swollen like a bun.
Sikong Xiao was so angry that he laughed,â
âYou really think of yourself as a dish! How many battles have you fought, how many victories have you won, and you dare say you can replace me-replace me, youâre far from it! âHe wasnât bragging, but he had never submitted to anyone else in Daliang except for Xue Mu.
Xue Mu was already dead, who could still enter Sikong Xiao s eyes?
It was originally a show of deep love between father and son, but in the Xiao family, it was a show of father and son falling out.
âAfter winning a few battles, I think your tail is going to soar to the sky! North
Wu! Thatâs North Wu!â
The battle between Northern Wu and Daliang was evenly matched, with both sides winning and losing equally. The people who had come out were all elites from all sides. No matter how capable Xiao Baoshu was, he was just a young man who was still wet behind the ears. He dared to challenge North Wu with his own strength. Other than saying that he did not know the immensity of heaven and earth, Sikong Xiao did not know what to say.
His son was too ugly to be said.
However, wasnât he too self-righteous?!
Madam Xie saw that Sikong Xiao was on the verge of going berserk again and quickly pulled her son back.â âYouâre getting married soon. Why are you going to join in the fun? Let the eldest princess of Xuancheng marry a ghost!â
When Xiao Baoshu heard about marriage, he fell silent.
âThen after my wedding, Iâll go and tell the Emperor to help Abba. Oh right, is Northern Wu attacking, or is it coming?â
Sikong Xiao was too lazy to argue with Xiao Baoshu. He wanted to beat him up again.
âBoshu, hurry up and help Master Zhi Hua up.âXiao Baoxin stepped in at the right time. He was really afraid that Monk Zhihua would be scared to death in Sikong Manor. If word got out, it would sound like Sikong Manor was bullying people and silenced them.
She still remembered Zhi Hua, the one that Xiao Baoshu had begged her to acknowledge him as his master.
He didnât expect the two of them to be together again. Oh, and there was also Second Uncle Xiao. What kind of godly combination was this? Was there such fate?
âWhat exactly is going on? Why did you invite Master Zhi Hua to the residence?â
Monk Zhi Hua trembled as he was helped up by Xiao Baoshu. He was embarrassed to say that Xiao Baoxin was too modest. He was really not âinvitedâ here, but was escorted here. If he wasnât tied up, he wouldnât be far from it.
She felt wronged.
â.. Second Master wants to ferry his dead daughter.â
âI want to know if Second Mother will reincarnateâŠâ
âSecond Uncle wants to know if Xiao Jing âai is dead or not!â
The people in the courtyard looked at each other. The three of them had almost set the house on fire when they gathered together. No one knew why they had gathered together.
However, Xiao Baoxin felt that it was actually the same thing. Some were straightforward, some were vulgar, and some were elegant. It was just a matter of different expressions.
Sikong Xiao didnât even want to look at the two of them. He flung his sleeves and went back to his room. đreeđ đđnoveđ.com
Madam Xie quickly ordered people to send Monk Zhi Hua back to the temple. Xiao Baoshu walked out with a bruised face and kept calling him master.
âI dare not, I dare not. General, I dare not. This Penniless Monk doesnât have the fortune to be Generalâs master. General, youâd better find someone else.âAs he walked out, he declined. His fat body trembled, wishing he had four legs. Making friends with others was not suitable for Little General Xiao Baoshu. They were not fated in this life, so it was better to part ways here.
The mountains are high and the rivers are long. We wonât meet again. âMaster, what are you saying? A teacher for a day is a father for life. Master had clearly agreed with me before, even considering his Dharma name! âXiao Baoshu refused to give up.â Iâve decided on you as my master. Donât be a coward, master!ââ
â Youâre my master.â Zhi Hua wiped his tears.â Iâm going to give up my life for that thousand taels of money.â
Who would have thought that a man in his sixties would end up running away from home?
âFarewell, farewell. Weâll meet again if fate permits.âZhi Hua sighed.
Xiao Baoshu lowered his voice, afraid that others would hear him.âMaster, donât be afraid. My father will leave tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. He didnât do anything to you. At the same time, weâll see if Xiao Jing âat is dead or not. Why isnât there an end to it? Sheâs already a scourge to our Xiao family. Master, letâs see what kind of ill-fated fate we had in our previous life and how we can chase her away.â
Old Zhi Huaâs eyes were filled with tears. It seemed that the matter of traveling could not be delayed. Letâs set off today!
Xiao Baoxin looked at Xiao Baoshu from afar. When he turned around, his face was swollen and bruised. He could no longer hold back his laughter.
âYou are really promising.â She rolled her eyes at him and turned around to leave without any intention of attacking him.
Second Master Xiao and Xiao Baoshu,âThis is not the way a niece (sister) does things.â
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Xie Xian entered the palace. As he expected, Anakui took action as soon as he came out of the Xie residence. He killed the Rouran emissary that the new Rouran King had sent over to take over his position.
He died quite tragically, directly soaking in the latrine pit.
He announced to the public that he had drunk too much and drowned.
In the name of a prince, Anakui immediately joined forces with the diplomatic corps to request for the restoration of his identity as an emissary. He also wanted Daliang to fulfill his previous promise to Rouran, all kinds of gold and silver treasures, as well as the three daughters of King Jiangxia, Princess Linhe, who had originally been arranged for marriage.
Yiyang County Head and whatnot, he simply didnât mention it at all.
Prince Jiang Xia was not willing to marry his daughter to Rouran. He was not a kind father, but he was not someone who sold his daughter for glory. However, he had made a mistake with the plebeian Wang family. Although he had later changed to the new Emperor Yongping, his dark history still existed. He did not dare to object to the Emperor marrying his daughter to Rouran.
However, Anakui loved to stink. Although he had embarrassed King Jiang Xia, he still let out a sigh of relief. Afraid that Anakui would come to his senses one day and go back on his word, King Jiang Xia directly arranged a marriage for Princess Lin He. Her husbandâs family was the ninth son of Minister Qiâs manor. He was only thirteen years old, one year younger than Princess Lin He. However, this was nothing. Not going to Rouran was better than anything else. Moreover, Ninth Childe Qi was the younger brother of Consort Qi De in the palace. Although there was a bit of a difference in seniority, the royal family had never paid attention to this. The main thing was that his character was noble.
When Emperor Yong Ping found out about this marriage, both families had exchanged their tokens. Prince Jiang Xia had spoken with conviction, the Rouran Seventeenth Prince had embarrassed Princess Lin He, and the teenage Lil âMiss was thin-skinned and almost hanged herself. She couldnât afford to lose face. Fortunately, their residence had saved her.
How could he comfort her?
Just to quell the rumors and quickly settle the marriage. The mistake lies in the fact that the seventeen princes of Rouran are not honest people.
What could Emperor Yong Ping do? It was originally the fault of the Seventeenth Prince of Rouran. Who would have thought that such a thing would suddenly happen? He was immediately paralyzed and only thought of calling Xie Xian over.
âWhat should we do? Should he accept Anakuiâs request? It must be Anakui who killed him. Do we have to care about this? Or should I turn a blind eye?