General, please be a loyal minister!

Chapter 34

Zhao Ji's 14-year-old arrived, and the world was constantly fighting.

The false emperor died of illness in the third year of Liangzhou's independence, and the sixth prince Yu Xi succeeded to the throne, and the prime minister Yan Huan was in power.

Hearing this news, Han Zhao was quite surprised. The false emperor died five years earlier than the historical records given to him by the system. It seems that history has begun to change.

The death of the false emperor will inevitably cause turmoil in the world, and the already unstable false dynasty will be even more precarious.

Yuzhou, Yongzhou, Xuzhou, and Yangzhou rebelled one after another, and Liu E, king of Yi in the south, rose...

Shaodi had to call Dou Xiao back to put down the rebellion in the south.

At this time, Liangzhou has quietly developed through the land of Yizhou, and it already has plans to go east again.

……

"So, you want me to go to war?"

Zhao Ji has fully grown, tall and straight, with handsome and suave features, a pair of peach blossom eyes that don't smile and smile, and a slight bend can overflow the romance.

When he said this, he was wearing the black armor of General Zhonglang, leaning his back against the railing of the water pavilion, stepping on the bench, playing with the fish food on the porcelain plate in his hand one after another, but he didn't see any fish food thrown by him. To the schools of fish gathered below.

"It's impossible for you to be a general for the rest of your life."

The one who spoke was a handsome young man sitting behind the desk, with warm eyebrows and gentle demeanor, this was the 20-year-old Liu Xuan.

Zhao Ji curled his lips: "There is nothing wrong with being a general of Zhonglang for you."

It's not that he doesn't want to go to war, but don't look at the prosperity of Liangzhou in the past two years, but the small calculations of each family have never stopped. Zhao Ji knows how hard it is for Liu Xuan to get to this day, and leave him alone in the den of tigers and wolves , Zhao Ji was worried.

What's more, two years ago, someone tried to murder Liu Xuan, and the eldest son born to Mrs. Zhou died because of this, but the murderer has never been found out.

Liu Xuan knew what Zhao Ji was thinking, so he smiled helplessly: "Silly boy, the whole world is at war. Only by going to the front line and earning military merits can you have influence in the court. You and I are one. You have influence , I can have real power."

Zhao Ji stopped talking.

He knew Liu Xuan's hard work, and there were too few people Liu Xuan could use and trust.

Liu Xuan got up, walked to Zhao Ji's side, stuffed something into his hand, then held his hand tightly, and said, "I treat you as my own brother, you have to help me."

After Liu Xuan left, Zhao Ji spread out his hand, and there was a seal of General Wei lying in it. With this seal, he could lead an army alone without being restrained by others.

It turned out that Liu Xuan had arranged everything, but he didn't know how he managed to get this seal.

……

When Zhao Ji came home, Han Zhao was pruning green plum branches, years of time had not left any marks on him, and now he and Zhao Ji stood together like brothers.

Zhao Jitie stepped forward to help Han Zhao, and took the opportunity to say what he had agreed with Liu Xuan: "Master, I want to go to war."

He originally thought that Han Zhao would ask why even if he didn't object, but he didn't expect that he would just reply with two words: "Go."

Zhao Ji felt frustrated for a moment, and asked dissatisfiedly, "Why aren't you worried about me?"

Han Zhao stopped what he was doing, and looked at Zhao Ji with a half-smile: "I'm worried about you, then what?"

Zhao Ji turned his head and thought for a while: "Then, I will be very happy."

Han Zhao curled his mouth and cursed with a smile: "You are poor."

In the past few years, Han Zhao has already imparted everything he has learned, and the rest depends on how Zhao Ji uses it.

If he can use up to [-]%, he will be invincible in front of generals other than famous generals like Dou Xiao.

After tidying up the cut branches, Zhao Ji entered the main room and saw two cups of tea on the table. He turned around and asked Han Zhao who was still in the yard, "Master, have you had any guests?"

"Ah."

"Who is it?" Zhao Ji asked while trying to guess the identity of the visitor through the traces on the table - the tea has not been touched, it seems that the visitor is very particular.

Han Zhao: "Prime Minister Zhou."

Zhao Ji was puzzled: "What is he here for?"

Zhou Yuan has never been to their house since he confirmed that Han Zhao would not be used by him. What is he doing here now?

Han Zhao responded to Zhao Ji's doubts very straightforwardly and frankly: "Let's go matchmaking."

Zhao Ji raised his eyebrows: "Give it to me?"

Han Zhao corrected: "Give it to me."

It is indeed a bit late for Han Zhao to be unmarried six out of twenty, but Zhao Ji is not happy to have other people intruding into his life with his master, so he has been ignoring his master's lifelong affairs.

But I didn't expect someone to be watching now.

Zhao Ji's heart sank, and he still pretended to be calm and asked: "Which family's girl?"

Han Zhao answered every question: "The eldest daughter of Yizhou County Governor."

"Master agrees?"

"No rejection."

Zhao Ji's face darkened completely. He was calm just now because he felt that Han Zhao would definitely not agree. Although he didn't know the reason, Zhao Ji could see that Han Zhao had no affection for ordinary women, and he would never Because others think that he should marry a wife, he just finds someone to marry.

However, now that Han Zhao did not reject Zhou Yuan's matchmaking, in a sense, this was almost equivalent to agreeing to the marriage.

Zhao Ji was in a hurry: "Then the daughter of the Wang family is arrogant and willful, how can she be worthy of her master?"

Han Zhao glanced at Zhao Ji's appearance of losing his composure, and replied coldly, "Think with your brain."

The seal letter sent by Zhao did not come easily. This is not a change of owner of the item, but also involves a complicated game of rights and people's hearts.

He is Liu Xuan's confidant, and Han Zhao is the person he admires and relies on the most. Someone is trying to deal with Liu Xuan by wooing Han Zhao to control him indirectly.

This internal cause is not complicated, as long as Zhao Ji is willing to think about it, he can think of it soon.

He didn't want Han Zhao to be involved in the turmoil he brought, but in the power field, how many people can stand alone?

If the turmoil cannot be avoided, then only the person who caused the turmoil can be dealt with.

At night, Zhao Ji, who was lying on the bed, silently made a decision and held the seal in his hand tightly.

……

It was March, spring and Jingming.

The road of Daci Temple is full of flowers, and fragrant cars and BMWs come and go like a stream.

In places where the war has not yet affected, the rich and powerful families still have bells and bells, and the anointed beams are beautiful.

In a luxurious carriage, a girl in light yellow brocade dress straightened her sideburns in front of the mirror, and said to the maid holding the mirror, "Oh, you said that Han Zhao looks good?"

The maid thought for a while, and replied: "I haven't heard much about this person, I think he looks average, and he is a commoner six years older than Miss."

After Yizhou was captured, it was managed by the Wang family. This place was a fat job, but it was far away from Liangzhou, so the family members of the Wang family didn't know much about the people in Liangzhou.

Hearing what the maid said, the girl tore off her temples, threw it on the mirror, and said angrily, "Why did my uncle promise me to such a person!"

The maid realized that she had said something wrong, and hurried to make amends: "Miss, don't be angry, the prime minister loves you the most, and the person you find for her will definitely not be bad, besides, this matter has not yet been decided."

I didn't expect that the girl would be even annoyed when she said this: "Once there are rumors about this kind of thing, it won't be much different from the agreement? Besides, how could my uncle care about the happiness of our daughter of the Wang family? Cousin Li was married to the young master, and the result was not at all. Being favored, even the Song family gave birth to a son, but she can only guard the empty room every day."

The maid was anxious: "Miss, be careful not to be overheard."

"Who can listen to it?" Although Wang Ying said so, she didn't say any more.

Daci Temple is a famous temple in Yizhou. It is said that making wishes is very effective, so many family members of dignitaries and dignitaries like to come to worship Buddha.

After burning incense, Wang Ying put on her veiled hat and walked out of the hall led by the maid.

"What wish did Miss just make?" the maid asked curiously.

Wang Ying smiled smugly: "I hope that Han Zhao dies suddenly, so that this marriage will come to an end."

Hearing that Wang Ying's wish was so vicious, the maid froze for a moment, then carefully asked: "Miss, did you really make such a wish?"

Wang Ying gave her honest maid a look: "It's fake. How can I tell you if it's true? It won't work if I tell you."

Although she really hoped that something would happen to Han Zhao in her heart, she would not say such things to the Buddha. The wish she made was to meet the person she liked as soon as possible.

The master and servant walked towards the back mountain together. In addition to the wishing spirit, the Daci Temple also has camellias.

It was hard to deal with it, and naturally it was impossible to go back after burning a stick of incense.

However, when the two of them walked to the pavilion on the mountainside, a gust of evil wind suddenly blew away Wang Ying's veiled hat. Just as the master and servant were scrambling to grab the veiled hat, the silk handkerchief in Wang Ying's hand was accidentally blown away by the wind. Walk.

Wang Ying stretched out her hand to reach for it, but she couldn't reach it. She could only watch her silk handkerchief fly away. However, just as the silk handkerchief was about to fall off the cliff, a hand with strong bones stretched out and grabbed the thin handkerchief into her palm. .

Wang Ying watched the tall young man walk in front of her, spread her palms, and slightly parted her thin lips: "Is this yours?"

His voice was low and deep, and it was pleasant to match his appearance.

"Yes... yes!" Wang Ying reached out to take her handkerchief, but accidentally touched the man's hand through the silk cloth. She grabbed the handkerchief and retracted her hand as if she had been bitten.

This appearance made the young man smile, with a pair of peach blossom eyes curved, romantic and affectionate, easy to stir up people's hearts.

Returning the property to its original owner, the young man nodded to Wang Ying: "Farewell."

Seeing that the young man was about to leave, Wang Ying became anxious and called to stop the young man: "Hi! What's your name?"

The young man turned his head and curved his lips into a smile as bright as peaches and plums: "Ji Zixu."

The young man's name is Ji Zixu, a young general from Liangzhou, who came to Yizhou to run errands.

——This is all the news Wang Ying learned from the young man.

When the maid saw her lady staring at the handkerchief in a daze, she knew that her lady was interested.

That season's young general was really handsome, no wonder his own lady, who was a Yan dog, couldn't resist.

While pouring tea for Wang Ying, the maid suggested: "Miss, I heard that young general Ji has an appointment with the nobles to play Cuju at the Cuju field this afternoon. Miss, do you want to watch?"

Wang Ying's eyes lit up: "Go! Dress me up!"

After two hours of dressing up, Wang Ying hurried to the court, and the competition was in full swing.

Ji Zixu with a red cloth belt on his head skillfully dribbled the ball over the man with a black cloth belt on his head, and quickly ran towards Xuanfang's Merry Eyes. Just as he was about to shoot, a young man wearing a black belt rushed forward. Coming out, the target pointed directly at Ju under Ji Zixu's feet.

Ji Zixu gave up shooting and took the ball to avoid Xuanfang youth's attack.

The two fought each other with their feet while throwing the ball.

The fierce competition made the audience in the stands very nervous, and they all sweated for the team they supported.

In the dozen or so rounds between you and me, the ball was almost snatched several times, but Ji Zixu managed to avoid it every time.

Suddenly, Ji Zixu seized the gap, raised Ju, kicked the ball with his side leg, and kicked the ball into Merry Eye.

People in the stands stood up excitedly and cheered.

Ji Zixu won the game, and heard his name being called from the stands, so he looked back and laughed flamboyantly, his amorous eyes were curved and romantic.

Seeing people laughing this way, the girls in the crowd became even more excited, and some boldly threw handkerchiefs and silk flowers in their hands towards him.

Light objects such as handkerchiefs and flowers fell leisurely as soon as they were thrown from the stands, but melons and fruits could be thrown farther, and many of them fell at Ji Zixu's feet.

Seeing so many girls vying for Ji Zixu's attention, Wang Ying became anxious for a while, so she grabbed a fruit and threw it at Ji Zixu.

However, the strength was too great, and it hit Ji Zixu directly, startling him.

Wang Ying was also taken aback, wishing she could dig a hole to hide.

However, she saw Ji Zixu catching Li in a hurry, holding it and looking towards the stands, his eyes stopped when he saw himself.

As if confirming something, he wiped the pear on his clothes, took a bite, and smiled at her.

Then he lifted the pear and shouted to the stands: "It's very sweet!"

At that moment, Wang Ying suddenly felt as if someone had hit her heart hard. She lowered her head and blushed.

The author has something to say: It should not be difficult to guess who Ji Zixu is.

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