Tang Luo has already made a plan for the rise of the Jia family.

When the time is almost over, you can implement it directly.

Now is the rest time, after all, the female general of the Jia family has just returned.

It is natural to go to the battlefield in a short time and beat some playboys from aristocratic families to relax.

"This... really wants to go?" Hearing Tang Luo's words, Jia Mu almost pulled down the armrest of the chair.

"Of course I have to go there." Tang Luo smiled, "At that time, a 20-nation Duke will definitely be very majestic."

"Return to the Duke of Twenty Kingdoms." Jia Mu said angrily and changed her face again, "Can't you live a peaceful life?"

She really doesn't like fighting and killing, and she doesn't want to see her offspring go to the battlefield to fight desperately.

The wealth of the Jia family has been enough for them to slowly enjoy it for several lifetimes.

Now Jia Rong is coming up with a grand master. What is the Thirteenth Taibao of Huaguoshan? Is it meaningful?

As long as the Jia family does not cause any trouble, they can always be a "rich idle person" until they commit suicide.

Calculate the time, there must be wealth for two hundred years, and Jia Mu is unwilling to care about future matters.

In fact, it would be almost the same for her generation Jia Lan, unless there was another "Jia Baoyu" from Grandfather Xiao.

All the way, I saw the road of wealth and peace. Jia Mu really couldn't figure out why the man in front of me must continue to move forward.

Perhaps, this is the difference between men and women?

"Even if the Jia family is willing, they are willing to do it." Tang Luo chuckled, "The other two countries are not willing."

"Where do you start with this?" asked Mu Jia.

The war that left Jia Daishan with serious sequelae was the biggest war between the Three Kingdoms in the past few decades.

From then on, the three kingdoms entered a stage of rest and occasionally friction.

The border defense has never stopped, but the biggest war was a battle of more than a thousand people with the Yin Kingdom (Da Yin) last year.

The battle was won by the Li family Qilin and Li Qi were granted the title of marquis, which was due to this "big battle".

This "more than a thousand people" is not about you and I will pay one thousand, and everyone will add up to two thousand.

But you are five hundred, I am five hundred, and add up to one thousand.

The national war was blown out.

It can be seen that the border is "peaceful".

"Oh, the so-called 'one hundred and eight stars' of Da Yin have already reached the Great Treasure and are ready to go." Tang Luo said casually, "Tiankui Xing Song Jiang took Cheng U (former Emperor of Da Yin) and replaced him."

"how so!"

Jia Mu was shocked.

She has also heard of the name of 108 stars.

Actually, it doesn't sound good, it can be regarded as a "rebel".

It can even be said that the crowd had gathered to rebel, and later the Da Yin continued to appease him and finally recruited peace.

Everyone thought that after recruiting the amnesty, these people will inevitably be divided and dealt with, and none of them will have a good ending.

However, unexpectedly, a few years later, Song Jiang, the leader of 108 stars, won the throne.

The marquis who steals the country?

No, the emperor who steals the country!

"Who knows?" Tang Luo said casually, "It's just a few days, and there will be news coming soon. From a few months to a year or two, Da Yin will inevitably start a war with Daxing."

The news came from Zhu Bajie.

He was in the Three Kingdoms, but after spending a while in Ding Kingdom, he stayed in Dayin to watch the fun.

Various power struggles, open and secret struggles, hidden swords in laughter, stabbing in the back, and bloody killing. Zhu Bajie, who watched the whole process, said that these people were really idle.

"Why?" asked Mu Jia.

"Even if there is the will of the 'Last Emperor', Song Jiang's position as the throne is still unjust and he needs a big victory to secure his position." Tang Luo said concisely.

"Then why do you want to beat me up..." Jia Mu stopped and shook her head halfway through her speech.

Why do you have to fight hard? Because Dading is very powerful and cannot be defeated.

Although the big fight is not weak, it is inferior to the big tripod in terms of "martial power".

Not to mention anything else, in terms of the number of masters at the peak of martial arts, there were eight masters in Dagan Ping before.

There are fourteen Dayin, of course, after some replacement and cleaning, there are still ten left.

There are only 17 or 8 people in the Dading Ding, and only when Dakan and Dayin combined can they be compared.

Da Yin experienced an internal struggle and inevitably declined a little. Only when he was stupid would he tease Dading at this time.

Of course, you have to pick soft persimmons, and the big dry one is the soft persimmon.

"Isn't that very dangerous?" said Jia Mu, "I don't know how many people will die."

Da Yin is bound to win a victory, and the tragic situation of the battle can be imagined. Even if he wins hard in the end, he will probably win miserably.

"The danger is certain." Tang Luo said, "but if there are really many people who will die, it is not certain."

Jia Mu was not stupid. At this time, her mind began to turn. She pondered for a moment and nodded, "There will not be too many people."

There is no other reason. There is a big cauldron next to it, and no one dares to die too much.

Once too many die, the three heroes of the Dading will inevitably make some moves.

Then the situation will be uncontrollable.

"The soldiers below won't die too many, but the martial arts generals above may not die less." Jia Mu narrowed her eyes and was very sharp, "I'm afraid that one or two masters will be within the scope of their tolerance."

"Probably." Tang Luo's tone was casual, without comment.

"You must ensure the safety of those girls, otherwise you won't think about it!" Jia Mu stared at Tang Luo, "If you don't make a promise, I won't agree to this old face."

This old lady is not a good head of the family, but no matter what, for some younger generations, she is definitely a good elder.

If you can protect it, you will definitely protect it.

Especially for Jia Baoyu, it has reached the point where "drunk is like killing a child".

"Hahaha."

Tang Luo laughed loudly, completely ignoring Jia Mu's pressure.

It made Jia Mu red and white, and the mandarin ducks next to her made Jia Mu angry.

After laughing, Tang Luo didn't say anything and signaled Yuanyang with his eyes.

Yuanyang chuckled and said, "Don't worry, ancestors, you can protect us tightly."

"King?" Jia Mu was stunned for a moment before she realized that she was talking about Sun Wukong and Tang Luo had no idea where she invited the "wild monkey".

At least his strength is also a master.

A mountain was built at home and brought her beloved Yingying Yanyan into a group of noisy monkeys, which made her unable to eat or sleep for several days.

I get angry when I think about it.

"Will he really protect you?" Jia Mu asked, looking at Yuanyang.

Yuanyang nodded, it was hard to say how the "king" protected his shortcomings, anyway, it was no worse than Jia Mu.

In the words of Sun Wukong, it is "We only beat others when we go out of Huaguo Mountain, and we have never been beaten."

This style made Xue Baochai and Lin Daiyu learn 90%.

"I'm going too." Tang Luo's words made Grandmother Jia happy, "Go to watch the fun."

The second half of the sentence immediately made her look down and waved her hand quickly, letting this great-grandson who had a headache leave quickly.

The healed injuries and the years I lived would be exhausted.

When I returned to Ningguo Mansion, there was a burst of smoke and fire in the main hall.

Before the Bagua Furnace, flames rose on the firewood, and Sun Wukong and Ao Yulie were barbecuing here.

Yang Jian rarely came out once, with a expressionless face, but he also followed a bamboo pole in his hand, and roasted a pair of chicken wings there.

"Master, when will the second senior brother come back?" Ao Yulie saw Tang Luo coming over and handed him the roasted meat in his hand.

Tang Luo took it casually and stuffed it into his mouth, and said vaguely: "I won't come back, I won't be fighting in a long time. We will meet at the border."

"One hundred and eight generals in Liangshan, hum," Ao Yulie said, "I don't know what they will look like."

"Not one hundred or eight more." Tang Luo said, "many died."

"Master, why don't my men come here? Let's have a piece of barbecue?" Sun Wukong stretched his head and grabbed it, and maintained his Saiyan hairstyle by the way.

Yang Jian and Ao Yulie were strung together with a bamboo stick.

Sun Wukong directly held the baking in his hand, which made Tang Luo and Xiaotian Dog look disgusted.
To be continued...