The young prince Liu Yi ran out of the city with about twenty guards, and headed south out of Pingyang City, heading straight for Zhao Hanzhang's camp.
The emperor and courtiers in Pingyang City were so busy that they didn't even notice that their little prince ran to the enemy's base camp. It was still evening, until it was time for dinner. After Queen Shan had served Liu Yuan to eat and take medicine, she remembered that the whole day
She hadn't seen her son for days, and when she asked, she discovered that her son was missing.
When she learned that her son had left the palace, Empress Shan was not in a hurry. She thought that her son was bored in the palace and had gone out to play, so she sent someone out to ask him to come back for dinner and waited calmly.
It wasn't until the sun went down in the sky and the last rays of rays of light faded away that her son hadn't been found yet, so she became a little anxious.
It still gets dark very early in the north in the first month of the year. Once night comes, the whole city becomes quiet and all the shops are closed, except for the music shop where the lanterns are still lit.
At this time, most people who went out have returned home, and those who have not yet returned home...
Empress Shan did not think that her son would be in danger in Pingyang City. She only thought that he and his father and brothers had learned bad things and went to places like that to cause mischief at such a young age.
So she sat angrily and didn't move. She even asked someone to find a whip and sat in the hall waiting for her son to come back.
At this time, the young prince Liu Yi ran all the way and finally saw the Zhao army's camp before it was completely dark.
The scouts in the dark watched them silently as they ran toward their home camp without concealment. One of the scouts had already gone ahead and ran back to report.
But... Liu Yi's riding speed was not slow either. He almost followed the pace of the scouts as he approached the military camp. A plume of smoke floated in the dark sky, and then another one was picked up not far away...
Because it's dark, you'll miss it if you don't pay attention.
Shi Hongtu, the captain of the guard who was following Fu Tinghan, looked up and was startled, "Shang Shu, look!"
Fu Tinghan turned around and saw the smoke in the dim night. He frowned slightly and said, "It's so blurry. If it gets darker, you won't be able to see it. It seems that the warning tools need to be improved and they have to be conspicuous."
Shi Hongtu:……
Is now the time to discuss this?
Shi Hongtu and the guard Lu Daxuan looked at each other, stepped forward together, lifted Fu Tinghan's arm, and ran back...
They don't have many guards with them. They are far away from the camp for a while now. If they had known better, they would not have let the minister come out to look for water.
Fu Tinghan was carried away by them, but facing the direction of Pingyang, he said: "Don't run away, everyone is here. The scouts should have gone back to report the news, and the camp has also seen the smoke. Alas, it takes time to light a fire, and the warning tools are still there."
It has to be easy to use and it has to be fast.”
He thought he could try a flare, which shouldn't be difficult to do.
He's not good at making bombs, but can't he make fireworks?
There are firecrackers at this time, but there are no fireworks yet. Flares are a different kind of fireworks. He can also set flammable objects in the device. As long as they are exposed to a sufficient amount of air, they will spontaneously ignite and trigger the flare...
The thought flashed across his mind, and the young prince Liu Yi was already galloping towards him. He also saw Fu Tinghan and the others. He immediately approached and shouted: "I am the King of Beihai of the Han Kingdom, and I want to see your general!"
A man cannot outrun a horse. Shi Hongtu immediately put down Fu Tinghan and led his guards to stand in front of Fu Tinghan with their swords drawn, staring at them warily.
Fu An trotted behind them, using their stalwart bodies to block him, and then pulled Fu Tinghan behind him, looking at Liu Yi timidly.
The night was dark, but Fu Tinghan could still clearly see Liu Yi who was approaching. He was a boy of thirteen or fourteen, still childlike, like a junior high school student.
He pushed Fu An aside and asked Liu Yi, who was reining in his horse not far from them, through Shi Hongtu, "Are you the seventh prince of Liu Yuan?"
Liu Yi was a little unhappy when he heard him calling his father by his first name, but he still nodded and said: "Yes, it is this palace."
He looked past Shi Hongtu and others and looked at Fu Tinghan. When he saw that he was tall and elegant, and that he was protected behind him, he knew that his identity was unusual, so he asked: "Who are you?"
Fu Tinghan said: "I'm Fu Tinghan."
Liu Yi's eyes lit up, "Are you Zhao Hanzhang's fiancé Fu Tinghan?"
Fu Tinghan nodded.
Liu Yi Dale said, "Then you can definitely take me to see Zhao Hanzhang."
Fu Tinghan nodded, not too embarrassed, just curious, "Why did you see her?"
"I want to make peace with her!"
Fu Tinghan:......
He looked at the young man on the horse up and down, and after a while he said: "You...shouldn't you hand over your credentials before the peace talks? Where is your envoy from Han?"
"I am."
Fu Tinghan glanced at the confident young man. It seemed that there were naughty children in all eras. He kindly reminded him, "Does your father know that the Seventh Prince is here for peace talks?"
Liu Yi thought he had already reported it to his father, so he nodded directly, "Of course I know, I came here just under orders."
He was so confident that Fu Tinghan believed him.
Although he looks small, didn't Zhao Erlang also go to the battlefield when he was this old?
People in this era are precocious, and many are fighting on the battlefield and in politics in their teens.
So Fu Tinghan asked Shi Hongtu and the others to put away their swords, and asked Liu Yi to dismount and return to the camp with him.
"This is the camp of Zhao Jiajun, and the King of Beihai is not stupid. If he goes against me, he won't be able to leave alive, so why bother?"
Liu Yi glanced at him when he heard this, then glanced at Shi Hongtu and other guards, and said proudly: "Am I one of those treacherous people?"
Shi Hongtu and others then put away their knives and stood guard beside Fu Tinghan, one on the left and the other on the right.
However, Liu Yi's guards were very relieved and did not mind their little prince approaching Fu Tinghan. They just dismounted and followed behind.
Anyway, they are already at the gate of Zhao Jiajun's camp, and they can't turn around and run away, so why bother?
The twenty or so guards, just like their master, followed Liu Yiyong straight ahead towards the Zhao family's army camp.
After the group had taken more than ten steps, Zhao Hanzhang received the news and rushed over, followed by the panting scouts.
Zhao Hanzhang reined in his horse, looked down at the young man standing next to Fu Tinghan, and looked at Fu Tinghan with an inexplicable expression.
Fu Tinghan introduced them, "Han Zhang, this is the seventh prince of the Han Dynasty, the King of Beihai."
Zhao Hanzhang: "Liu Yi?"
Liu Yi immediately said: "It is this king."
He looked up at Zhao Hanzhang and looked at her curiously, "Are you Zhao Hanzhang?"
It was a bit far from the image he imagined in his mind. Did she kill Liu Jing?
Liu Yi remembered Liu Jing. He was one of his father's confidants and one of the five Huns. His father once said that Liu Jing could be his general. If he had not died at the hands of Zhao Hanzhang, he would have been the Righteous King after the founding of the country.
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At this time, Liu Yi still remembered the way Liu Jing fled back to Pingyang, lying in the military tent and confessing his last words to his father. He said that Zhao Hanzhang must be killed, otherwise she would become a serious problem for the Han Dynasty.
Sure enough, she has become a serious problem now.
He thought that a woman who could kill a great hero like Liu Jing was also a majestic woman. However, although she did not have the frailty of a woman, she was not powerful either. Instead, she had a slim waist, but she looked in good spirits, with a rosy face and a heroic appearance.
sough.
While he was sizing up Zhao Hanzhang, Zhao Hanzhang was also sizing him up. He glanced at Fu Tinghan from time to time. Although they didn't speak, they understood each other.
Zhao Hanzhang couldn't help but smile and narrowed his eyes. He got off the horse, threw the horse behind Zeng Yuehou and said with a smile: "Yes, I am Zhao Hanzhang. I very much welcome the King of the North Sea to come to my Zhao family camp as a guest. Please——"