"Actually, I never really believe that there are people in this world who can resist the temptation of the throne, especially those with talent, but I believe your words.

Because your eyes tell me that you are a person who disdains to lie."

Tiemul canal.

The middle-aged man's expression has not changed much, he seems to have a default, but he doesn't seem to care whether Timur believes it or not.

Tiemuer smiled, suddenly bowed and said, "Then I will rely more on the help of the sir in the future."

He was already polite and polite. Although he didn't know whether this middle-aged man was really capable, he didn't mind being polite to him.

At least in terms of words and deeds, this middle-aged man does not look like an ordinary person.

The middle-aged man nodded, got up and turned around and walked outside.

Tiemur shouted, "Why don't you just sleep in my tent? I'll have a long chat with you to discuss the situation in the world?"

The middle-aged man said without looking back, "Don't talk about the world, seven or eight out of ten of the world are already from the Song Kingdom, and there is nothing to talk about.

All you can do is hide on the grassland to rest. Without an iron army, it would be useless to say too much."

After saying that, the man had already walked outside the tent, "Just arrange someone to build a tent for me."

That night, Tiemur really arranged for someone to help the middle-aged man set up a tent.

This process is not harmonious.

Most of the people who followed him back to the grassland were the original military honors, civil officials, and their families.

They are all people who have never done any rough work. It took a lot of effort to set up their own tents. Everyone is unwilling to set up a tent for this guy they never know.

Who is this guy?

Why do I have to set up a tent for him?

Does he know what official position I had before?

Just because they were pressed by Tiemur, the tents and other people who saw this scene were not said anything.

But I was thinking in my heart that if this guy's ability is not worthy of the third prince's attention, it will directly result in him.

...The fireworks in the night sky not only did not dissipate, but instead there were more and more stars soaring into the sky, showing signs that Changsha's city was as bright as daytime.

In recent years, it should be the happiest year for the people of the Song Dynasty, especially Changsha.

From the past to the silence of peace and stability, and the changes that have occurred in just a few years, everyone feels happy and glad from the bottom of their hearts.

I will get used to it this year and will not feel the same way now.

Zhao Dongting stayed in the palace. In this huge palace, there should be only those homeless old palace maids, old eunuchs, and others who live in the palace tonight.

Or, it is someone who has a heavy responsibility and has to temporarily abandon his family.

In short, there are not many people.

There are fewer and fewer people celebrating the New Year in the palace every year.

Zhao Dongting sat alone on the roof, and couldn't tell what he felt in his heart.

Dugu is not a question, he is just a little sad.

At this moment, I am really a real lonely person.

I originally wanted to go to Wudingtang, Jun Tianfang and others to be lively, but for some reason, I suddenly didn't want to go.

A person's loneliness is like an abyss, and it will gradually make people silent.

"emperor."

But at this moment, the voice of Eunuch Liu was remembered below, "Xu Fuxing and Miss Cao, Cao, are looking for a meeting outside."

This was indeed a bit beyond Zhao Dongting's expectations, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

He didn't expect that the grandparents and grandsons came to see him late at night on New Year's Eve.

After thinking about it, he said, "Let them come in."

Soon, Eunuch Liu led Xu Fuxing and Cao Pinmaster into the courtyard.

Seeing Zhao Dongting sitting on the roof, Xu Fuxing and Cao Pinmaster bowed below and said, "Long live the emperor..." Zhao Dongting raised his hand and waved his sleeves. The two of them felt a ball of force to lift themselves up, and then floated to the roof and in front of Zhao Dongting.

Zhao Dongting, who showed his amazing cultivation skills, smiled and said, "Is there anything I need to ask me for?"

Cao Zhengwei's pretty face suddenly turned red, and he looked at Zhao Dongting, shy and timid.

Xu Fuxing smiled beside him like a daisy that was about to bloom, as if he was helpless, and said, "The grass people ask the emperor for something, and ask the emperor to beg for permission."

Zhao Dongting smiled playfully, "Tonight is New Year's Eve, are you here to beg me?"

Then he patted his knees and said, "Then tell me, I really didn't expect that you have something to ask me for, Senior! Could it be that I want to go back on my word and ask me to dismiss my plan to invite you to the Royal Disaster Relief Foundation?"

"No, no."

Xu Fuxing smiled awkwardly and said, "On this trip, Cao Min met four old brothers outside Jiading Mansion, all of whom were pitiful.

They have all come to Changsha City now. Originally, the grass people planned to take them everywhere to do good and rescue... This did not agree to the emperor that you will serve at the Royal Disaster Relief Foundation, so I think..." "Accurate."

Zhao Dongting directly agreed: "If they want, let them all go to the Royal Disaster Relief Foundation to be your assistant!"

"Thank you, the emperor."

Xu Fuxing whispered.

Then, he and Cao Zhenma stood there like this.

Zhao Dongting looked at them for a few glances and asked with a smile: "Is there anything else?"

Xu Fuxing turned his head and looked at Cao Zhengma.

Cao Pin and Mat hesitate, "The young woman, the young woman wants to offer a song... I wish the emperor a happy new year."

Zhao Dongting raised his eyebrows and looked at Cao Zhengwu carefully, which made Cao Zhengwu's pretty face even red as the sunset.

Zhao Dongting raised the wine jar to cover up the embarrassment.

"Emperor, Emperor..." Cao Zheng's heart was as if he was thrusting like a deer, and his little face turned red and said, "Is there a... piano in the palace?"

Zhao Dongting had no choice but to stand up and said, "There is something below."

Yunjin and Zhang Ru had guqins in their rooms.

Among his many concubines, more people know how to zither than those who can't.

Cao Zhenwu bit his red lips, "Can you ask the emperor to take me down..." Zhao Dongting grabbed Cao Zhenwu's arm with one hand and jumped down from the roof.

It seems anxious, but when it lands, it feels like a feather gently falls on the ground.

After a while, the clear string sound of the piano "flowing water" came from Yunjin's room.

It is like a big bead falling on a jade plate.

The lame Xu Fuxing leaned against the door, and his eyes seemed to be a little worried and expectant.
Chapter completed!