My Empress is My Bad Girl

The high priest sneered: "Because the Zhao royal family are not fuel-efficient lamps. In their hearts, Jiangshan is the most important thing, and only fools like you are giving them their lives!"

"They are for the thousands of people in Da Zhou. Have you ever gone out and opened your eyes to see the tens of thousands of people who died outside because of the plague?"

"That's the people of Dazhou, it has nothing to do with my Uzbek!"

"If Dazhou falls, why can your Uganda survive? The surrounding tribes, countries, which one is not eyeing? If there were no Dazhou guards, it would have been chaotic! Your Uganda would have such a stable life? You wear it. Which one of your clothes, the seafood and the delicacies you eat, was not traded with the Dazhou people?"

"I bought it for money."

"Yes, why don't you think about it, from whom did you earn your silver?" Xiao Zhuang sneered, "Apart from these ancient recipes, what else is there on the mountain? What else is there? Did you know? If the Great Zhou is in chaos, the Uzbek can’t be alone.”

The high priest was speechless.

Xiaozhuang also said: "Prince Lian and the others are really vicious. With the two thousand forbidden troops they brought, they can slaughter the entire stockade."

"You threaten me?"

"I hope you don't know what's good or bad!" Xiao Zhuang shouted in a deep voice, "I'm fine, the eldest princess is also a pure-hearted person. But Prince Lian and Princess Qingzhi, one is vicious, the other is irritable, if they are really annoying. They, you still think about the consequences."

The high priest kept silent for a long time, and said, "I said, I don't care about the prescription. You want it, though take it. But you are my son, and you must stay."

"You still don't see my determination to leave?"

"You are my son after all." The high priest stood up a little irritably, and after walking a few steps back and forth, his eyes were suddenly red, "Why can't you understand the painstaking efforts of an old father? I just want you to be the high priest."

"I can do it." Xiao Zhuang said suddenly.

"You agree?"

"Yes."

"You, are you willing to be the high priest of the Uzbek, have you stayed with me?" The excited voice of the high priest trembled.

Xiao Zhuang sat up with his body and said with a serious face: "We each step back. I am willing to be a high priest, but I will not stay here for long. I can come back to visit you regularly. Or, I can hold sacrifices in the Uzbek. , Come back to host. The rest of the time, I will still be in Da Zhou."

"After all, you still have to go back to Da Zhou to give your life to others!"

"That's not someone else." Xiao Zhuang said softly, "I want to marry the eldest princess and let her be my woman."

"What is so good about a woman who has been married and has given birth to children?"

"The eldest princess's kindness, it's enough for me to know it alone."

"It's up to you!" The high priest slapped the table angrily. "This time you inherited the position of high priest. You must stay for at least half a year to be a high priest. You can't just put a name on it!"

"I promise you."

"...A word is a deal."

Only then did the high priest show a good face.

Xiao Zhuang said: "You write me the prescription first."

"Until now, you haven't even called Daddy, so you want to get a prescription from me?"

"…father."

"Hey!"

The high priest immediately bloomed with joy, turned around and went to the table, picked up a brush and wrote a prescription, and returned to hand it to Xiaozhuang.

Xiao Zhuang glanced and frowned, "What are these things?"