Chapter 4432 He Likes Me

"You're right. But that's not what I meant."

"What on earth are you going to say?"

"I mean, Xiaozhuang won't let me get hurt." Qian'er said.

The high priest suddenly roared: "His name is not Xiaozhuang, his name is Long Bo. I personally named him!"

"It doesn't matter what your name is."

"I really didn't expect that the princess of the Great Zhou Dynasty would be so deviant! Family name is not important? Then can you, the Zhao royal family, just leave the world to others?"

"Yes, those who are capable will live here." Qian'er smiled, "If the high priest is interested, he can lead your two thousand warriors to the capital and overthrow the Zhao family's rule."

The high priest's face looked a little ugly, he snorted and said nothing.

What a joke.

His entire tribe only had a few thousand people, how could it compare with the tens of millions of people in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Qian'er's words were clearly mocking and ridiculing.

She smiled and said: "High Priest, don't be angry, it's just a joke."

Damn it.

He became even more angry.

The high priest was very old and didn't want to roll his eyes at a junior. After a moment of silence, he said: "Now that things have come to this, I will no longer allow you to see Luang Bo."

"How can a mere mortal, the high priest, resist God's will?"

"Princess, you can give it a try." The high priest said coldly, "Since you choose to let Zhao Hui meet Long Bo, with Zhao Hui's appearance, Long Bo may not refuse. I will make the decision immediately and let them get married!"

"Xiao Zhuang will not agree."

"oh?"

"He likes me."

When Qian'er said these four words, her heart palpitated slightly.

The high priest said: "You should know that our Uzbek tribe has some powerful medical skills passed down. There may also be medicines that make people lose their memory. If I feed Long Bo some, will he still remember you and your great Zhou? ?”

Qian'er's face changed slightly: "Do you still think he is your son?"

"Because of this, how much effort have I put into finding him over the years? Why not let him return to the Uzbek tribe and be his next high priest with peace of mind?"

"Xiaozhuang is a general, and you want him to spend the rest of his life stuck in this small Uzbek tribe at such a young age? How can you, as a father, bear it?"

"So, asking him to work for your Zhao royal family is just for his own good?"

"High Priest, since neither you nor I can convince anyone, why not let him decide for himself."

"No need."

The high priest was unmoved, "He is my son. I have been looking for him for twenty years, so he has to stay, take over my job, and be the high priest of the Uzbek people. Maybe you think the Uzbek barbarians are poor. But even if The empress in your palace cannot afford to wear a snow silk skirt like yours. As the high priest, he is the most trusted person of the Uzbek people, but in your Zhou Dynasty, he is just a slave of the Zhao royal family. Long Bo is me My own son, I know how to treat him better."

Qian'er was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "You forced Xiaozhuang to stay with the prescription, right?"

"Princess is smart."

He didn't deny it.

Qian'er sighed secretly in his heart.

No wonder that with Xiaozhuang's temperament and ability, he was trapped in this small Xiaowu tribe and couldn't leave.

He must have known that the high priest had a prescription for relieving plague patients, but the high priest stuck to his old ways and refused to come up with the prescription handed down from the Uzbek people.

And the only way to get this prescription is to take his place and become the new high priest of the Uzbek tribe!