Aunt Six tried hard to suppress her inner excitement. She had never seen a modern person since she traveled to ancient times from 2001 ten years ago. "Good sign, tell Auntie, where is your wife now?"
He didn't answer, but stared blankly at the love words written on the paper.
When Aunt Six saw that he didn't respond for a long time, she jumped up in a hurry and simply grabbed the love letter and hid it behind her back.
He still raised his hands in the air blankly, his mind in chaos.
"Zhao'er, talk, where is your wife now?" In order to get him to respond, she had to coax and lie: "Then, you tell Aunt Six, Aunt Six will help you get her, keep her and come back
I won’t leave your side anymore.”
Seeing that he still didn't respond, she took out the love letter and waved it in front of him: "Look, she still loves you very much, right? Look at how touching the love letter is." This girl is too lazy to write.
The love letters were all made up of ready-made lyrics, which really made her sixth aunt speechless and choked. No wonder her nephew was eaten to death, and she was a modern girl who came back from the first century.
He finally reacted, with anger in his eyes: "What's the use? She's a liar, she's used to tricking me with sweet words." He couldn't be bewitched by her anymore, she always used these words to blind him.
, confuses his heart. She no longer belongs to him and has fallen into the arms of that "black coal". He can't indulge in it anymore, otherwise even the last bit of dignity will be deceived by her.
Thinking of this, he made up his mind and walked away.
Sixth Aunt called him hurriedly from behind him: "Hey, hey, don't go, where are you going?"
He turned around and said: "I have returned to the camp. Aunt Six, please tell your parents that I...can't see them now." He could no longer hear other people asking about that woman again and again, just like Ling Chi again and again.
his heart.
Walking out of the house, he quickly turned into an uninhabited corner. He suddenly stopped and walked to the wall. He leaned his smooth forehead weakly against the rough and cold wall, biting his lips and drawing blood. In the end, he couldn't stop the tears from escaping his eyes. They said
Yes, she might really be a witch. And he himself was nothing more than a prey that she stopped to watch occasionally.
Aunt Six was sitting at the desk in a daze, still holding the love letter filled with lyrics in her hand. Suddenly, a person appeared at the door and rushed into the room with the light behind her. Before she could regain her senses, he snatched it away.
With the love letter in her hand, she turned around and strode away like a whirlwind.
She helplessly sighed at Zhao Changyuan's back: "Don't you think it's just rhetoric? Alas! How can you, an ancient silly boy who has never seen the world, be able to fight against a woman who grew up watching bloody romance dramas?"
When I walked out of the courtyard, I saw a bundle on the ground with a piece of paper tied to the knot. It read in familiar font: "Gong Yueyue personally accepts it."
She looked left and right, only to catch a glimpse of the afterimage of a shirt crossing the alley. In her ears, she could faintly hear the rustling sound of armor and leather. She hugged the bundle and hurriedly chased after her. When she turned around the alley, the familiar figure could not be seen.
The familiar figure on the back is already wearing an armored shirt, chasing the autumn sun and embarking on a journey.
"Little pretty boy, you must live." She whispered to his back, her voice masked by the heavy footsteps of his boots.
Sitting on the bluestone steps, she carefully untied the knot of the baggage. The first thing that stung her eyes was the ruby sapphire on the exquisite short knife. Then came his Warm brand "body armor" and the pair of nunchucks.
Big tears fell on the "bulletproof vest". She gently stroked the rough lines, and finally hugged them in her arms, choking: "What should I do...I can't let him go."
Wearing a thick armor and a cold long sword, he walked quickly through the bustling market. In front of him were his war horses and several close combatants. He knew that it was time to put aside the love between his children for the time being. He had his own
Mission, she has her destination. However, he raised his head and reluctantly held back his sadness: "What should I do? I still can't bear to leave her."
Coach Hu took Zhao Changyuan's horse rope and handed it to him: "General, where are we going now?"
He made the decision without hesitation: "Jingzhao Mansion stronghold."
"What should we do over at Baling Mountain?" Coach Hu was curious about how General Zhao would take care of such a widespread war situation.
"I can rest assured that He Yong is in Jiangling. Besides, the rebel generals in Jingzhao Prefecture are all veteran warriors and cannot be ignored by me." He said as he got on his horse.
"In that palace..."
"Master Guo is here in the palace, let's take care of our duties first."
"yes!"
As he expected, the rebel generals Zhao Sude and Li Hu from the northwest successfully captured Jingzhao Mansion in the first battle after the rebellion, killed the general who defended the city and hung his head on the city gate to boost the morale of the army. In addition to this,
In addition to the fact that both of them are experienced killers, the more important reason is of course the lack of troops in the city at this time.
When the rebel generals on the front line came to the city proudly thinking that they were invincible, and when the rebels hidden in the palace secretly rejoiced and thought that the major generals in the court were currently short of troops and could not compete with them, He Yong on the other side was on the hillside in the countryside of Jiangling Mansion.
Numerous crossbows and rolling stones were set up, and they stopped the southern rebels' car. Over there, Zhao Changyuan of Jingzhao Mansion led an army to the city overnight.
Mr. Luo Xiangye and his friends were secretly shocked. They couldn't understand that even if Zhao Changyuan was ordered to do so at the critical moment, his response speed and efficiency were so damn fast, as if he had been waiting for a long time. How could he have imagined that something went wrong?
On my two precious daughters?
Zhao Jiajun blocked the entire Jingzhao. Zhao Sude and Li Hu could only take advantage of the current high morale to open the city gate to fight.
As soon as they saw the dazzlingly white and tender young general on the opposite horse, the two rebel generals looked at each other and smiled in unison.
"Haha, it seems that the imperial court really has no one available. Even a baby girl was sent out to deal with our two brothers." Zhao Sude shook his head in an arrogant manner.
Li Hu also smiled and responded to him: "Brother Zhao, I have heard of this Zhao Changyuan. He is twenty years old and is no longer a baby."
Zhao Sude was even more proud. He pointed at Zhao Changyuan, raised his eyebrows and mocked loudly, telling Li Hu and the rebels behind him: "So what, look at him, with thin skin and white flesh, he is more beautiful than my mother-in-law."
Peugeot, doesn’t it break at the first touch? Hahahaha.”
This voice was quite loud. Not only did the rebels enjoy it, but the Zhao Jiajun people also heard it clearly and were so angry that they filed their teeth.
Zhao Changyuan didn't take his words seriously. Anyway, it wasn't the first time he heard an enemy general criticizing his appearance in front of him. "Are you two going to fight? If you don't dare to fight, just go back to the city and rest. I
There will be enough patience to wait.”
Hearing the thorniness in his words, Zhao Sude couldn't bear it: "Haha, little baby, do you know who your grandfather is?"
Zhao Changyuan responded impatiently: "I don't know." Should we fight or not? Why is it that every enemy general encounters him and calls himself grandpa so uncultured? Where are there so many grandpas? Does he look so immature?
"Grandpa, I am Zhao Sude! Do you recognize it now?"
"I don't want to know someone who is about to die." This was not a lie. Zhao Changyuan was born with a kind heart, and holding a butcher knife was his destined fate. He could not escape it, but he always tried his best to make himself feel better.
His simple words made Zhao Sude fume with anger: "Humph, you pretty boy are so arrogant! Grandpa sees you as fair and feels pity, but you are so ignorant..."
Zhao Sude cursed a lot more, but Zhao Changyuan didn't even listen. Because he kept saying "little pretty face", which already made him furious.
If it had been in the past, he wouldn't have cared about this title at all. But now... this title reminded him almost immediately, instantly, of his wife being taken away by a piece of "black coal".
"Report——" A loud and dragging voice woke up a group of ministers who were wandering around in the main hall.
Since it is currently a war period, any frontline battle reports can be reported to the palace at any time, even if they are in court.
"Xuan!" The emperor was already upset after listening to several officials talking about the renovation of the Ancestral Temple all morning. At this time, when he heard the battle report outside the palace, he couldn't help but trembled and woke up.
"Your Majesty, Zhao Changyuan captured the traitor general Zhao Sude alive in the battle at Jingzhao Mansion yesterday! Now he has been escorted back to Kaifeng as quickly as possible."
The reporter's clear and clear words made everyone in the palace feel their blood boiling. Zhao Sude was a famous tiger general who had killed countless enemies. Xixia soldiers were frightened by him, and even Zhao Xiong praised him for his incomparable bravery.
Now, he was caught alive by Zhao Changyuan, who had just emerged at the age of twenty...
"Hahahaha! Okay! Zhao Xiong, your son is indeed outstanding, and he has given you the honor of Mr. Zhao again!" The emperor beamed with joy, and he was indeed right.
Zhao Xiong hurriedly stepped forward: "Thank you for the compliment, Your Majesty!" This was not the first time he heard that his son had made military exploits. He had been the pride of the Zhao family since he was a teenager. But at this time, Zhao Xiong was still so excited that he could not control himself.
My son has suffered a lot of hardships and grievances recently, and I hope this honor can bring him some comfort.
The emperor announced loudly: "Draft a decree for me to immediately restore Zhao Changyuan's hereditary title, and grant him the title of General of the Guards of the Third Rank. This time he goes on an expedition to quell the chaos and receives the seal of General Guide!"
Zhao Xiong immediately kowtowed and thanked him: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness!"
At this moment, the mood of the people in the hall was extremely complicated. Zhao Xiong was naturally proud and excited, needless to say. Mr. Luo Xiang was so frightened that his face was pale and his lips were bloodless.
Tong Guiren felt sour and unbearable, Zhao Changyuan was his idol in his heart. From now on, he could only look up to him from afar.
Yang Guodong sighed softly in secret, his daughter was really unlucky to be with such an outstanding man.
At this time, Master Pan also thought of his two sons. The eldest son is still not married. The younger son... seems to have heard that he has become a lot more honest in recent times. He stays at home most of the time and doesn't go out much. Even if he goes out, he just goes everywhere.
It was a great comfort to him, Pan Yu, to go shopping and no longer hang out with friends and prostitutes.
Before he could recover, the emperor turned his attention to him: "Master Pan, this General Zhao is also an old minister of mine. I miss him so much after not seeing him for so long. Please bring him back for me."