From Mr. Xia Ge, Mr. Wang Shu had no other gains except for the curse that if the prince wants to become an emperor, he must use swords and soldiers. He didn't even get the word from Xia Ge, if necessary, the elder son could get the promise of help from his disciples.

When sending Mr. Wangshu to leave, Mr. Xia Ge looked at Mr. Wangshu and sighed, and said: "I know you have great talents, but luck is not good."

One sentence of fortune can explain the many injustices in the world. For example, good people do not live long, good people do nothing, but wicked people can live a long life and have both good luck and wealth. Another example is that there are so many talents, but they fail to get a fame. , Some talents have little learning, but they can hit the first place in one fell swoop and enjoy the wealth of high-ranking officials.

"Go well," Mr. Xia Ge said to Mr. Wangshu.

This sentence is good, one is a farewell language, and the other is a blessing. I hope you can take a steady road in the future and your wish will be fulfilled.

Mr. Wang Shu bowed his hand to the old man Xia Ge and turned to leave. This difference, whether you have never seen it since then, or if you have the opportunity to become a colleague again, or turn your head against each other, really depends on the fortune.

After Mr. Wang Shu followed the housekeeper, Mr. Xia Ge stayed in Beijing. The third son of Xia Gai, who served as the capital of the Imperial Procuratorate, walked around from behind the flower wall and called Mr. Xia Ge: "Father."

Elder Xia Ge didn't look back at his son, and said, "Is the family ready to leave Beijing?"

The leader went to the old house of Ji’s house and found the former Yushi Taoqian who made trouble in Gaoqianli and died in Dali Temple prison. The court thoroughly investigated this matter for a long time. As a result, the people in Dali Temple were fine. He was given a name that was unfavorable and ordered to reflect at home. Until today, Master Xia San has not been able to return to the Metropolitan Procuratorate, even if his father is Xia Zhaoqing, it is useless.

Hearing his father's question about leaving Beijing, Xia Gai became anxious and said, "This is a big family, it will take a few days to pack your luggage, how can you just leave?"

The grievances between the son's words could not be concealed. Old Xia Ge turned his head and glanced at his son and said, "Are you complaining about being your father?"

Xia Gai lowered her head hurriedly when the old father took the central issue.

Old Xia Ge took a pair of scissors and trimmed a plant of winter plum in the flowerpot, and said, "This flower will bloom in the middle of winter, but this year there will be no flowers blooming."

Master Xia San was muttering in his heart, what did you say about winter plum at this time?

Old Xia Ge: "This flower has been raised by the old man for more than 20 years, and it has become spiritual. It will not bloom this year. It can be seen that this flower is telling the old man that it is time to go."

What is the reason for this? Is it because a plant of winter plum did not bloom? !

Master Xia San was anxious, but he dared not attack him in front of him.

Old Xia Ge: "I don't know if this flower can live to our homeland. The road is too far, and the old man is afraid that it won't survive."

Xia Gai said, "Father, the winter plum cuttings can live. You don't have to worry about this flower. It's our Xia family, father, you made this decision. You will have a peace with the sage, but where is the son?"

Old Xia Ge cut down and cut off a branch of the winter plum.

Xia Gai: "Don't tell me anything else. You told your son about Zhou Yong. You know this."

Old Xia Ge: "So what?"

Xia Gai: "Zhou Yong was carrying the life debts of nearly 80,000 soldiers. He also defected and went outside the customs. This is not a trivial matter. Zhou Yong's master is Zhao Lingxiao. If this matter is stabbed out, what kind of face will Zhao Lingxiao survive? Yu Shi?"

Elder Xia Ge was amused by his third son, and said: "The elder son will live, let alone the life of 80,000 soldiers, what about the life of 800,000 samurai? It's just his stepping stone to becoming an emperor."

Xia Gai's spine was chilled by what the old father said, and the hairs all over his body were standing upside down. "How could he do this?" Master Xia San asked aloud.

Old Xia Ge said coldly: "If you want to seize a country that doesn't belong to you, and wade through the dead mountain and blood, this is fate. Even if you are an old man, no, it should be said that everyone in the world is his stepping stone to Zhao Lingxiao's emperor. ."

Xia Gai said in amazement, "Why do you want to seek trouble with such a person?"

Old Xia Ge said coldly: "Why, do you think Zhao Lingxiao is not good?"

Xia Gai looked at his old father, is it possible that he still has to praise Zhao Lingxiao? The vast land of Dayin and the soldiers who guard the territory are regarded as pawns fighting for power. How can such a person be a wise monarch?

Old Xia Ge: "Don't forget, the current saint is also the capital city that led the troops into the city."

Xia Gai said: "The saint did not pass Yufeng off, and the lives of 80,000 soldiers were regarded as chess pieces."

Xia Ge's hand holding the scissors froze.

Xia Gai: "Father, you shouldn't seek prosperity and wealth with this class of people."

Elder Xia Ge turned to look at his son, and argued for himself: "This matter was an accident. Originally, this matter could be controlled."

Gao Qianli should die, Zhou Yongzhou should be the coach of Yufeng Pass and take over Gao Jiajun. This is the first time that King Tu Shan and his sons met the frontier army. They are bound to get their hands. Everything went well, but Gao Qianli did not die. Not only did he not die, but he hadn't been convicted yet, but Zhou Yong became a sinner who defected to his family alone.

So who saved Gao Qianli?

Zhao Lingyun.

Who became the opportunity for the saint to force himself to sue his old man and return to his hometown?

Zhao Lingyun.

Xia Zhaoqing was dull for a while, this Zhao Lingyun was like a nemesis, and it was the same for him and Zhao Lingxiao.

At this time, the old butler sent Mr. Wangshu back, and whispered to Old Xia Ge: "That gentleman is gone, there is no message."

Xia Gai said annoyed: "What else can he say? Our Xia family was implicated by his master!"

The old butler lowered his head and dared not answer.

Xia Ge waved his hand against the old butler and told the old butler to retreat.

Xia Gai didn't wait for the old butler to go away, and said: "But you are an insider, Zhao Lingxiao is cruel, he won't do anything to silence him?"

The old housekeeper shuddered.

Old Xia Ge: "He will."

The old housekeeper's legs weakened and fell into the courtyard.

Xia's father and son didn't care about the old housekeeper who fell to the ground and couldn't get up. The father and son looked at each other, Xia Ge's old face was calm, and Xia San's face was horrified.

"Can't afford to offend, we can't afford to hide now?" Xia Gai asked in surprise.

Old Xia Ge: "But the prince can't do anything to me, because the sage is waiting for him to do so."

Xia Gai: "What, what?"

Old Xia Ge: "The elder son wants to kill me, so I can only betray him. The old man seeks skin with the tiger, and there will still be one or two life-saving things left."

Xia Gai didn't dare to ask his old father, what life-saving thing did you leave? Is this thing life-saving, or is it actually a reminder?

Old Xia Ge: "Uncle Zhang uses this person to be good at guessing questions."

Master Xia San: "What?"

Old Xia Ge: "So Zhao Xilou may not really fail the exam."

Master Xia San was stunned for a while before saying: "What does this have to do with our Xia family?"

Old Xia Ge: "I just talked about fortune with Wang Shu. Now it seems that the world has no fortune. The fortune of Zhao Xilou is very good."

Talent, ability can be obtained by personal hard work, but fortune, this thing, is God's will.

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