After thinking about it, Luo Zhaoyun decided to build up the economy of the four northern counties, accumulate grain, build high walls, and slowly become kings. This is his established policy. The situation in the world is still unclear. As the Duke of the court and the son-in-law of the current dynasty, if he rebels first, it would be a joke and despised by scholars.

We must find a good opportunity to stand up at critical moments, half-super and half-receive the banner of raising troops to fight against the Sui Dynasty, and make enough plays to block the leisurely mouth.

The so-called benevolent lords, those who have no true benevolence and righteousness are all exaggerated when they should be benevolent, such as not killing loyal ministers, not killing ministers because of their likes and dislikes, opening up a wide range of ways of speaking, and being compassionate to the people. This is the benevolent lord. Treating those ministers who may block their own paths, you must not be rude. In history, those so-called benevolent monarchs are all black-bellied, Liu Bang, Li Er, etc., have the reputation of benevolence and righteousness, but they have killed many people.

Luo Zhaoyun has been changing his mind and cannot let himself think too much modernly. Otherwise, he will be out of place with the ancients and does not understand the customs of the times and the thoughts of people, and will easily be regarded as alternative or even crazy.

Over the years, Luo Zhaoyun has grown up, walking on thin ice, fighting on the battlefield, his mind has been matured and his scheming has also been developed.

At this time, he felt that although Dou Jiande wanted to fight, he could not fight too fast or too fiercely. It would not only cause both sides to lose their strength and damage his strength, but also cause a dog to cook. His achievements would also shock the master. In such troubled times, with Yang Guang's capricious neuroticism, perhaps just after suppressing Dou Jiande and stabilizing the north, he might be provoked by slanderous ministers and falsely accused of being treacherous of rebellion.

"Don't worry, fight slowly, strengthen yourself first as the key task." Luo Zhaoyun knew it.

………

Three days later, Xiao Yiyi and Ning Muhe brought people to the general's residence in Jicheng, and as a concubine, he paid homage to Princess Ruyi.

Ruyi had long heard that Luo Zhaoyun had two beautiful concubines. Although they were both mediocre and even had a bad background, they had lived with him and had a deep relationship. Ruyi also understood it very well. After all, in this era, men had three wives and four concubines too common. She lived in the palace and even saw beauties in the harem, with so many concubines, and had strong immunity. It was no wonder.

Besides, Luo Zhaoyun has always kept the position of his wife, and she feels very grateful, because if she is not in a real position, she will not be able to marry him as a fair wife if she is not in a real position.

"Everyone get up, we will be a family in the future, and we can be called sisters in private." Although Ruyi has a kind of royal nobility, she has a gentle expression, and the corners of her eyebrows and eyes are mixed with the happiness and sweetness of newlyweds.

Xiao Yiyi and Ning Muhe were orphans since childhood and have suffered a lot since childhood. Then one grew up in the fireworks and the other was a maid. Compared with Ruyi, it was too bad, so when I wanted to see him, I was inevitably a little restrained. Fortunately, after staying in the Luo family for a few years, the two girls each gained power, and their temperament and courage also increased. They quickly adapted to the princess' identity, talked and laughed, and became harmonious.

Although Ruyi has no scheming, she grew up in the palace since she was a child. She has not experienced the whirlpool of power and intrigues in person, but has heard a lot of them, so she has experience with others. She communicated with the two girls for a moment and was secretly surprised because these two concubines have elegant conversations, knowledgeable knowledge, and speak without any inferiority or timidity. She is neither humble nor arrogant, and her words also make people feel like they are in the spring breeze.

Luo Zhaoyun sat aside, leaning against the wooden chair, and glanced at the three girls in the passionate communication, as if they were a family, all of whom were so beautiful and charming, with a graceful and bright appearance, and their hearts were warm.

Holding a murderous sword in his hand, he lies in a beautiful knee drunk. This is a true portrayal of the ancient heroes, which makes people yearn for. Now, he has realized that he has aroused his grudges and guided the country, and it is worth traveling through time by himself.

If a modern person comes back from time to time and is dedicated to being a slave, that would be too unreasonable.

That night, Luo Zhaoyun first accompanied Ruyi to make a fuss, satisfied the little girl's need for bed fun, and then slipped into the room where Xiao Yiyi and Ning Muhe lived in the middle of the night, which made her feel even more in a terrifying way.

After the tranquility, Yiyi and Mu He lay on both sides of him, comforting the pain of longing for these days.

"Young Master, it must be very exciting to go to Yanmen Pass to rescue the siege. After we learned of the withdrawal of the Turks, we were relieved. Otherwise, we would be really worried about your safety."

"It's safe."

Ning Muhe said: "Now the story of the young master's unraveling Yanmen has spread, but it has become more and more exaggerated. Some storytellers say that the young master and the eighteen cavalry rushed into the army of 100,000 and fought a bloody way to rescue the lord, so that the Turks did not break the city. Then the army sent troops when they saw the young master Wuru, and cooperated inside and outside, defeating hundreds of thousands of Turkish cavalry."

Luo Zhaoyun smiled sweetly: "Haha, storytelling is all about art processing. Putting other people's credit on one person and legendizing it. Other people are just a bucket of money. How is this possible!"

"My husband is a legend in himself!" Xiao Yiyi smiled like a flower, her cheeks pressed against his chest, her waist slightly bent, and her snow-white buttocks were like ripe peaches, round and perky.

"Where is Miss Qingshuang, have you been back?" Luo Zhaoyun asked Gu Qingshuang's whereabouts.

"Not yet, maybe I've been delayed on the road." Ning Muhe shook her head.

Xiao Yiyi said: "I guess she may not be worried about whether the Turks will withdraw their troops, so she has to stay there for a while and wait for the news to be accurate. In addition, it will take some time to return from the depths of the grassland."

"It's almost time to calculate the time. You can send more spies into the grassland and ask for information about her." Luo Zhaoyun had a bad premonition in his heart, worried that she would be assassinated by the assassin in Louwailou and assassinated all the way.

In addition, I was worried that the Butian descendant would not give up and was still wandering in the grassland, and that green frost appeared, which was another hard battle.

However, what made him a little relieved was that Qingshuang had already broken through the innate Gangqi realm and practiced the swordsmanship of Guigu Sect. When he met Ye Junxi, he also had the ability to fight alone.
Chapter completed!