Li Si sighed, "Although he is not a little hooligan now, he is really a disaster for the world. In the past, China sent troops without women, but now both men, women, old and weak can be used, regardless of the loss of the national clan power, so he still regards the tribe members as a family."

Zhao Langqi was surprised: "Li Si, do you still care about these things?"

Li Si bowed and said, "Yes, my ambition is not a beautiful wine and a beautiful woman, but hopes to help the world one day."

Zhao Langben was eating a small bowl with a meal. Hearing this, he put the bowl on the table and said happily: "I am the same as me!"

So, countless people secretly looked at Zhao Lang.

Those eyes only express two words:

Just you?

However, Zhang Jingtao only looked at Li Si in surprise, but unexpectedly this person was not a pure politician.

But no matter what, Zhao Lang and Li Si had a great chat.

From Zhao Lang's eyes rolling around, we know that this kid is clearly absorbing Li Si's knowledge.

When Zhao Lang occasionally saw Li Si responding to Li Qiushui's speech, he asked in a sarcastic tone: "Do Zhang Zheng have ambition? Could it be that rebellion is your ambition?"

Everyone on the table smiled sarcastically.

Zhang Jingtao stood up, held his palm and replied proudly to the direction of Zhao State, "My son, Zhang Zheng, was the head of the Yu family, Miss Wu Mei, who was dedicated to serving, and was hired by Princess Min, who was born and died, never retreated. He also regarded Mrs. Qiu Shui as my Zhao State's ex-mother. He could stand up in danger, fight against the heroes regardless of his life, and force him to retreat twice as much as my enemy soldiers. May I ask everyone, why did I, Zhang Zheng, rebellion?"

Everyone suddenly lost their speech.

Zhao Lang laughed dryly and said, "I'm just talking and playing around, you don't have to worry about the second half."

Zhang Jingtao retorted: "The ambition of the minister must be achieved by a wise ruler. Please don't ask me what my ambition is. I want to know, does Chunping really have great ambitions?"

Zhao Lang sat upright, raised his sleeves, shook, raised his chin, and said proudly: "Of course there is."

But he said again: "I'll talk later, everyone, drink, drink."

Seeing that Zhao Lang didn't want to argue, everyone suddenly became relaxed, talking to each other or toasting.

Zhang Jingtao was not in a hurry. After everyone whispered, he smiled and said, "It's good that you have ambition. It's important to know that if you have no definite ambitions as a king, how can you attract like-minded talents to serve around you?"

Seeing that Li Si was so devoted to chatting, Zhao Lang nodded frequently, his mother Li Qiushui showed her careless expression again, and smiled and said, "Driven by interests, as long as I have enough power, there will be enough talents."

Zhang Jingtao sarcastically said, "Just like Pingyuan Jun's dead soldiers who have followed Xinling Jun now? Haha, they don't seem to die for Pingyuan Jun."

Zhao Lang probably felt that Gen didn't want to win over Zhang Jingtao, so he was very skeptical about him. He grabbed his palm and said, "It's just that Uncle Gong has been neglecting in recent years. If he has enough skills, he will be able to get it."

Zhang Jingtao smiled: "These talents can't see a good way out, so they have already turned to others. What if the Lord is in danger?"

Zhao Langyidai: "This...at least there are always a few who are willing to take the risk of betting on me that I can win, right? Aren't all the talents in the world like this?"

Zhang Jingtao's expression immediately became very serious and said, "Have you not seen Li Si say this today? Li Si is never moved by beauty in Zhao Ji, and he will not care about fine wine and delicious food, and the fragrant car in the house. He only wants to realize his ambitions. He will not betray his ambitions. If the ambitions of the Lord are really consistent with Li Si, then, a person like Li Si can die for his beliefs and will never betray your true talents. Lord, have you really determined your ambitions?"

Zhao Lang was stunned and thoughtful.

Afterwards, when Zhao Lang talked to Li Si again, his tone was less arrogant than before, and he did not cause trouble for Zhang Jingtao.

Even Zhang Jingtao occasionally respects Li Qiushui, and Li Qiushui's watery eyes always swept towards Zhang Jingtao, but Zhao Lang did not show any displeasure. It can be said that he had parted with joy.

A smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Jingtao's mouth.

Late at night, chaotic voices came from Zhang Jingtao's account.

Zhang Jingtao was alone in the account, and he was just sleeping with his clothes. He was shocked and rushed out of the account.

Under the faint battery light, some soldiers were seen outside Li Qiushui's camp, and Zhao Lang's quarrel kept coming.

As he approached, Zhao Lang said angrily: "You bald donkey, you want to sneak into my mother's tent. After being discovered by the soldiers, you want to break into force and injured two of my soldiers. Could it be that you are impatient to live?"

Zhang Jingtao squeezed away the soldiers and saw Zhao Lang standing in front of the camp, looking angry. Li Qiushui also stood in the inside of the camp entrance, but did not come out.

Master Jin Guang's eyes were fierce and said, "I just want to ask my wife for something, but it's not for anything else. Doesn't the Lord care what I want to say?"

What Master Jin Guang wants to say is naturally the matter of the magical artifact.

Zhao Lang sneered: "It's just some legends, Li Si may know it too."

Li Si had already come out of the tent, put on the side wearing clothes, and said, "I misunderstood some legends, I'm afraid I don't know."

Although Zhang Jingtao always felt that Li Si should know, it was no surprise that after knowing Li Si's ambition, he would conceal the magical artifacts.

Zhao Lang's expression stagnated, and Master Jin Guang laughed: "It seems that only I know it clearly."

"Hmph! What you want to say is just a legend, otherwise the royal family would have been unified in the world! Get out!" Zhao Lang sneered.

"All the world is the imperial land. The royal family has always unified the world, so they don't need to use that kind of weapon. Don't you understand? In addition, my master is a sacrificial wine sect. I hope the emperor will give you the corresponding respect. My sacrificial wine sect can not be humiliated by others, even King Zhao cannot do it!" Master Jin Guang said funny.

Zhao Lang was stunned again and said angrily: "Even so, that magical saying is just a legend. Only the Confucian Sect believes in the divine way can they believe it deeply. Otherwise, how could we let the princes be free?"

"This..." Master Jin Guang did not expect that Zhao Lang had clear thinking and was speechless for a moment.

Zhao Lang snorted coldly again and said, "I will give you respect, get out!"

Master Jin Guang sneered, "I really don't know anything about the goods, it's not enough to make a decision!" He turned around and left.

After the matter was over, Li Qiushui only told the soldiers not to make such a fuss. The farther away post looked at the outer side and ordered them to go to bed.

After Zhang Jingtao returned to the tent, he only felt that this matter was a bit strange.
Chapter completed!