The Age of Elves: Going to the College Entrance Examination with a Cracked Seat

"Boom boom boom!"

Under the darkness of night, a burst of urgent knocking sounded on the door of Zhao Mansion. The knocking was fast but light and not loud.

The doorman of the Zhao Mansion was drowsy and was awakened by the knocking on the door. He replied impatiently: "Stop knocking. King Zhao Tian has been ill these days and has not seen guests."

After saying that, the doorman turned over and continued to sleep.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Boom boom boom!"

"Boom boom boom!"

The knocking on the door did not stop because of the doorman's reminder, but continued to reach the doorman's ears.

The doorman finally got impatient with the noise and got up to open the door to see who was so rude.

But when he opened the door and opened his eyes, he opened his eyes as wide as walnuts and said in shock: "Master Mu Hongyu! Why are you here, covered in blood!"

Mu Hongyu's hand was still knocking on the door of Zhao's house. She was in very bad condition, her body was stained red with blood, and she had no strength at all.

With her eyes closed, she didn't even hear the guard's exclamation in her ears. Maybe she heard it but didn't have the strength to answer.

Seeing that he was the champion of the Qin Dynasty who was more powerful than their Heavenly King, the guard did not dare to make the decision without authorization, so he quickly asked someone to help Mu Hongyu enter the house, while he went to report to Zhao Jiyang.

Hall of Zhao Mansion.

The lights are bright, like daylight.

Zhao Jiyang sat in the main seat and listened to the report from his son Zhao Hao and the doorman, and then immediately ran to the living room.

When he saw Mu Hongyu, who had just bandaged the wound, he was a little shocked, and also sighed: "Xiaoyu, what's wrong with you? Why is it like this!"

Most of the blood on her body was from the fire-breathing dragon. Mu Hongyu herself only suffered some minor injuries. After supplementing with medicine, her spirits were slightly improved.

However, after escaping all the way from Qingbao Mountain to here, the fire-breathing dragon has exhausted all its vitality.

Mu Hongyu knew that Ying Zhongtian would never stop after defeating her. An inevitable civil war was coming, and she must stop Ying Zhongtian.

Mu Hongyu looked at Zhao Jiyang and begged: "King Zhao, this is a moment of crisis. I need you to mobilize the Shangyang City Defense Army to help me put down the rebellion!"

The commander of the city defense army, Wang Haichang, is Zhao Jiyang's sworn brother. He has always followed his lead. As long as he speaks, he can definitely persuade the city defense army to win!

Zhao Jiyang looked embarrassed when he heard this. Although he did not want Mu Hongyu to be in danger, he did not want to conflict with Ying Zhongtian. He could not match that man in terms of strategy or combat power.

Mu Hongyu did not force Zhao Jiyang, but persuaded: "King Zhao, I know what you are thinking. You think that as long as you hide in Zhao's house and don't come out, you will still be your King Zhao after everything is over, and your life will be better." same as before.

But you are wrong, terribly wrong. Since Shen Min was imprisoned, Ying Zhongtian has attacked the old men of the National Salvation Army one after another. You have always regarded yourself as a bystander, but your indifference is not harmful to your comrades.

The desire to win Zhongtian is getting bigger and bigger. He wants to control the entire Daqin in his hands and will not allow Daqin to have any objection to him. Do you think you can really continue to be the King of Heaven safely after today?

Your relationship with Wang Haichang will become your talisman. He will not let go of you who can control the city defense army and Wang Haichang who has two intentions.

I will only tell you the truth once. Now, you decide for yourself whether you want to go with me to save Da Qin! "

Zhao Jiyang took a deep breath, turned his back slowly, and rolled his eyes at the same time.

He was indeed somewhat persuaded by Mu Hongyu. This was a fact that his desire to win Zhongtian was getting bigger and bigger, and it was something he had seen with his own eyes over the years.

But if he really led the city defense troops to stand in line, if he failed, what awaited him would be death. Zhao Jiyang couldn't decide whether to die now or later.

If he were 20 years younger, he would definitely risk his life to accompany Mu Hongyu, but now, time has long worn away his energy and impulsiveness.

Seeing that Zhao Jiyang was still hesitant, Mu Hongyu understood in her heart, so she broke away from the maid's support and said goodbye: "Since Zhao Tianwang feels that he no longer has the spirit of the past, then treat my visit as a waste."

Zhao Jiyang did not retain Mu Hongyu. He kept her at his home at this time. She was neither an ally nor an accomplice. He would not give Ying Zhongtian any excuse to attack him.

The young Zhao Hao on the side looked down on his father's cowardice and asked aloud: "Father, you always tell me that brothers should be in harmony and love each other, and I often use this as a guideline to cultivate myself.

But now, why don't you stop me when my brother is in trouble? Why don't you help me when my brother is in trouble? Do you really want to wait for Ying Zhongtian to kill her as Mu Guanjun said, and then wait for her to be killed? "

Zhao Jiyang's face turned green and red. In order to save his face, he could only pretend to be angry and said: "How outrageous! What do you know, kid? I really doubt whether you are my descendant. I have not inherited any of the advantages of your father."

With tears in Zhao Hao's eyes, he shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "Dad, how could I not be your son? I still remember that late night 15 years ago.

At that time, you were alone in the study wiping your tears. At that time, I was in primary school and didn't know why. When I asked you why you were crying, you refused to tell me. Later I learned that King Shen Min of Tianshu was imprisoned that night.

Dad, you and I have always been the same kind of people, people who value love and righteousness. It’s just that you yourself have changed unknowingly in the past ten years. "

Zhao Jiyang paused when he heard this, his eyes filled with astonishment.

He had no memory of what happened that night, but what Zhao Hao said was so true. Why couldn't he remember that he cried for Shen Min?

Zhao Jiyang breathed rapidly and shook his head in disbelief: "Impossible, you must have remembered it wrong. My father has never cried, let alone shed tears for a traitor."

Zhao Hao smiled bitterly, looked deeply at Zhao Jiyang with eyes full of disappointment, and then turned around and returned to the house.

Zhao Jiyang did not dare to face his son's eyes. As a father, it was very shameful for his son to look down on him. He lowered his head and said regretfully: "I'm sorry, Xiaohao, I'm doing this all for your future. I can't do it anymore." Let you be as homeless as I was when I was a boy, struggling on the line of life and death."

Zhao Hao stopped, looked up at the sky and was silent for a while, then said: "If Da Qin becomes the winner of Da Qin, I might learn from you and form a national salvation army to build a new world where everyone is equal! "

After saying that, Zhao Hao returned to his room.

In the yard, Zhao Jiyang felt that all his strength had been drained from his body, and he was so weak that he sat down on the ground.

The people around him rushed over to help, but they were pushed away by Zhao Jiyang. Everyone didn't know what to do and could only wait on the side.

He sat blankly on the patterned tile floor for a while, his son's last words repeating in his mind.

He also looked up at the stars, his eyes full of despair, and said helplessly: "Mu Baiyu, Shen Chong, Shen Min, Qin Hanzhong... did you just hear that?

My son said he wanted to form another National Salvation Army to overthrow our Qin Dynasty and build a new world where everyone is equal.

Our efforts have become a joke, and our sacrifices for so many years have no meaning at all. The Daqin we worked so hard to build was stolen by Ying Zhongtian, and it has almost become what we hate the most! "