Wu Song was immediately puzzled and asked: "Why can't it be Prince Ying, or the Empress of Shu, or the Prince Xiaoyao who has never appeared?"
"Isn't the young master cooperating deeply with her?"
"Why did she suddenly send someone to meet you, young master? Is it because of the news that you asked Miss Blue Bird to release?"
Zhao Hao smiled and said, "Don't worry, you will know soon."
After eating, Zhao Hao went back to his room to rest. Although the battle last night did not affect his essence, it still consumed a lot of his physical strength.
For three consecutive days, Zhao Hao did not leave the villa.
And during these three days, the blue bird seemed to have disappeared and did not appear.
As for Li Yu.
He never came back after he went back.
I don't know if he was really hurt or just scared.
Zhao Hao didn't take the initiative to look for him.
Anyway, he knew why Li Yu was delivered to his door.
So, he didn't care about it.
Now that you are here, let’s have fun.
It doesn’t matter if you don’t come.
He's an old scumbag anyway.
However, at dusk that day, the leader of the Iron Palm Gang, Qiu Qianren, suddenly came to the villa.
Seeing Zhao Hao said nothing, he said with a gloomy face: "Lord Zhao Hao, three hundred carriages have been prepared for you."
“You can enable it at any time.”
"I can take care of it for you, or you can send someone to take it over now."
When Zhao Hao heard this, he was overjoyed. He quickly stepped forward and hugged the gang leader.
"Boss... No, Brother Qiu, you really helped me a lot this time."
"Don't worry, I have already discussed this matter with Mr. Qiu, and I will never go back on my word."
"Please go back and tell Mr. Qiu that Zhao Hao thanks you!"
The gang leader quickly struggled to get free and then gave Zhao Hao a fierce look.
With a cold snort, he turned and left.
After watching Qiu Qianren leave, Zhao Hao turned to Wu Song and asked, "Second Brother Wu, those merchants should not have paid their grain yet, right?"
Wu Song said, "Except for the first few merchants who sent a batch of grain, since the young master spread the news of Da Gan's defeat, those merchants have not come to deliver grain anymore."
“It’s like we had discussed it.”
"We sent people to urge them, but they made up all kinds of excuses."
Zhao Hao nodded gently: "Not surprising, this is the effect."
Wu Song couldn't help but frown and said, "But sir, if you continue like this, the food problem will be unsolvable."
Zhao Hao smiled faintly: "It doesn't matter, someone will help us do it."
Wu Song was puzzled when he heard this.
Zhao Hao didn't explain much. As soon as the two finished talking, a servant walked in quickly from outside.
"My Lord, there is a young man outside, claiming to be from Xiaoyao Palace, and wants to see you."
Hearing this, Zhao Hao's eyes suddenly lit up. He looked at Wu Song beside him and said with a smile, "Second Brother Wu, the helper has arrived. Please invite him in on my behalf!"
Wu Song nodded and left.
A moment later, a young man in a green robe and holding a folding fan in his hand walked in.
As soon as the young man came in, he bowed respectfully to Zhao Hao.
Then he said softly, "Greetings, Lord Marquis. I am a waiter in Xiaoyao Palace. I am here today on behalf of our Lord to give you a special invitation."
"Our prince sincerely invites you, the marquis, to come to our house for a chat tomorrow."
Zhao Hao simply returned the greeting, then said softly: "Zhao Hao thanks the prince for the invitation."
"Please go back and tell the prince that Zhao Hao will come to see him tomorrow."
As he spoke, he motioned to Wu Song beside him to take the invitation from the young man.
The young man bowed again and said, "In that case, I will take my leave first. Tomorrow, I will accompany the prince and wait for the arrival of the marquis in the mansion!"
After saying that, he turned and walked out.
Wu Song handed the invitation to Zhao Hao. When he opened it, he saw only two lines of simple invitation sentences inside.
Although the text is simple, the writing is extraordinary.
He has muscles and bones, energy and spirit, yet his edge is restrained.
From these two strokes of the pen, it was as if the old prince was already standing in front of Zhao Hao.
After reading the invitation, Zhao Hao said, "Brother Wu, get ready and follow me to the Xiaoyao Palace to meet the Xiaoyao King!"
Wu Song hurriedly asked, "Sir, didn't that man just say that you should come over tomorrow?"
Hearing this, Zhao Hao smiled softly and said, "There is no such thing as tomorrow. The person who came said tomorrow, and the invitation also says tomorrow."
“But actually, it’s today.”
"This is a small test given to me by the old prince."
"Okay, get ready, we'll set off immediately."
Zhao Hao went back and changed his clothes, and Wu Song also prepared the carriage.
Because the blue bird had not returned, the two of them got on the carriage and headed to Xiaoyao Palace.
When they arrived at the gate of the palace and reported everything, someone immediately led Zhao Hao into the palace.
There was a vegetable garden in the backyard of the palace. When Zhao Hao came over, he saw a short old man weeding.
The servant who led Zhao Hao over was about to call the old man, but was stopped by Zhao Hao.
The servant was startled, then nodded and retreated on his own.
The old man was still hoeing the ground and did not notice Zhao Hao's arrival. Zhao Hao did not say anything either. He just stood by and watched with interest.
After watching for a while, he rolled up his sleeves and the hem of his robe, picked up a hoe beside him, and walked into the field.
He had indeed never done this kind of work in his life.
But he had done it in his previous life.
There is still a lot to do.
Although it has been a long time since I started doing it, it still feels familiar when I actually start doing it.
Hearing the voice coming from his side, the old man straightened up and turned to look at Zhao Hao.
After looking carefully for a moment, the old man's mouth curled up slightly, and then he didn't call Zhao Hao, but turned around and continued to hoe the ground.
The two of them were like this, one at each end, more than thirty meters apart, neither of them paying attention to each other, each doing their own work.
After about half an hour, the sky had completely darkened and there was no need to listen carefully to the buzzing of mosquitoes.
Zhao Hao stopped what he was doing and stretched himself.
Turning to look to the other side, I found that the thin old man who was hoeing the field had disappeared.
However, out of the corner of his eye, he just happened to see an old man sitting on a stool by the wall not far away, puffing on his pipe and looking at him.
Seeing this, Zhao Hao couldn't help but smile softly, and then walked towards the old man.
When he got closer, the old man asked, "Little guy, you are quite skillful at this job. It's really surprising."
The old man looked exactly like a rural old man, wearing cloth shoes, with his trouser legs rolled up and his feet resting on a stool.
Zhao Hao also pulled over another stool next to him in an ungraceful manner and sat on it.
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