So I sat upright and let the tea cool down.

After about two incense sticks, footsteps finally came.

I heard a loud voice: "I neglected Zhao Zhuangshi, but my military affairs are complicated."

Zhao Yu stood up and saw a middle-aged man wearing brocade robe and official uniform, with a straight face, three-inch short beard under his jaw, just stepped into the threshold.

After a closer look, this man was also powerful and had a sharp edge in his bookish spirit. Although he looked a little haggard, he really looked like a supervisor.

Zhao Yu clasped his fists and said, "Zhao Yu, a grass polite, has met the supervisor."

Just bowed slightly.

Kneeling at the sky, kneeling on the ground, kneeling on the ground, and kneeling on their parents. Apart from that, Zhao Yu did not kneel down, even the emperor in the Golden Lunar New Year, was the same. Zhao Yu had nothing to do with the court, the high-ranking officials, and the emperor.

In addition to the skill of a master, he also has a sense of pride.

Without desire, one will be strong and fearless.

Although Hong Chengchou was displeased, he did not show it. He was also secretly looking at this young man who looked less than a young man. He was tall and handsome, with a simple face, especially in his eyes, deep like a deep pool, calm and unstoppable.

Then I knew that this was indeed not an ordinary person.
Chapter completed!