General, please be a loyal minister!

Why do hermits hide from the world?

After all, it's just to avoid some things in the world.

But is there really a worry-free pure land in the world?

People don't make troubles, and the waves of the world disturb others.

Sun Yao felt bad when Liu Yun insisted on saving the pair of master and apprentice by the side of the road, but he didn't expect it to be such a troublesome thing...

Xindi?assassin?Ranger?children?

If Han Zhao is really a ranger as he said, then he is not worth being assassinated by the new emperor, so he has to focus on Zhao Ji.

Combined with the recent rumors outside, the answer is very clear——

The new emperor slaughtered the clan of the next dynasty.

Although he lives away from the world, Sun Yao is not totally indifferent to world affairs, he is still the head of Xuanzong, and he still cares about world affairs.

"Recently there have been some rumors outside—" Sun Yao stopped talking halfway through, but they all knew what the rumor was about.

Sun Yao asked directly: "You were hunted down because of Mr. Zhao?"

Han Zhao's previous avoidance wasn't really because he didn't want to tell Sun Yao the truth. Instead, he retreated to let Sun Yao guess the truth himself.

Your own guesses are often more convincing than what others say directly.

Now that Sun Yao has guessed the truth, Han Zhao also generously admitted: "Yes!"

"Which son is he?"

Han Zhao: "The son of King Zhongshan."

As soon as these words came out, Sun Yao was surprised.Now that Emperor Ling's heirs are still alive, King Zhongshan is far from being an orthodox successor, and Zhao Ji's surname is Zhao, which proves that he has not yet recognized his ancestors.

Is the new emperor so frantic that he doesn't even spare the blood of the next room?

It doesn't matter if someone surnamed Liu becomes emperor, or someone surnamed Yu becomes emperor, as long as the people live well, Sun Yao doesn't really care...

But the new emperor did not do well. The unrealistic policies promulgated in the past few years have disturbed the people's livelihood, and now they are doing such insane things.

However, this does not mean that Sun Yao supports the Liu family. He still remembers the chaos of Emperor Ai's reign.

So Sun Yao didn't express his opinion after hearing this, but just sighed: "Young hero has high righteousness."

Han Zhao bowed his head: "Sir, it's absurd."

He told Sun Yao that these were not for Sun Yao to denounce the false emperor, he was seeking help from Sun Yao, and at the same time he was planning for Zhao Ji's future...

If there is a good relationship with Sun Yao here, it will do no harm to Zhao Ji's success in taking the throne in the future.

Of course, the best way is to let Liu Yun follow Zhao Ji according to the original historical trend. When Liu Yun becomes Zhao Ji's Concubine Liu, Sun Yao and Xuanzong will have to stand in line.

However, Han Zhao is not someone who plays tricks on women, so this matter can only be done according to fate, not forced.

In the kitchen, Zhao Ji was helping Liu Yun peel the garlic, while watching Han Zhao and Sun Yao in the corridor through the window. The distance here was too far, so he couldn't hear what they said.

Liu Yun was about to use garlic, but she saw that Zhao Ji had just peeled off two petals. She stretched out her hand and waved in front of Zhao Ji: "What are you looking at?"

Zhao Ji returned to his senses: "What do you think my master and Grandpa Sun are talking about?"

Liu Yun snatched the peeled garlic from Zhao Ji's hand, and said indifferently, "Whatever they say. That's fine, you can go eat, and I'll take care of the rest."

Zhao Ji was not polite when he heard her say that, he put down the unfinished garlic and left.

On the other side, after Han Zhaogang and Sun Yao finished talking, Zhao Ji came out of the kitchen. The boy had a sullen expression on his face, almost writing "unhappy" on his forehead.

Han Zhao was puzzled: What's wrong with this kid?Do you still have any opinions on staying with a little girl?

1.0: [If he is not enlightened or the girl ignores him. 】

After all, according to the original history, it would be a few years later when Zhao Ji met Liu Yun.

According to the history books, Liu Ji at that time was very romantic, and with a good face, he was invincible in love.

But now this dry and skinny kid made it impossible for anyone to think about it.

When Han Zhao heard it, he felt that he understood what was going on. He looked at Zhao Ji with pity, and picked up a chopstick for him.

……

After dinner, Liu Yun was in charge of cleaning up the dishes. Han Zhao hadn't recovered yet, so he went to rest after feeling weak.

Zhao Ji had nothing to do, and was dragged by Sun Yao to help him.

Sun Yao carefully took out a bunch of processed remains of severed limbs from a large tank. Although they were very fragmentary, it was not difficult to see that these were all human limbs.Zhao Ji, who came back from helping him fetch the utensils, was taken aback when he saw the things on the table. He took a step back, swallowed, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Sun Yao put down the ink pen for marking, and replied: "Study how to connect the meridians of the severed limb."

Zhao Ji was surprised: "Can you pick up a broken limb?"

Sun Yao proudly said: "Of course. Theoretically speaking, if the operation is good, it can be restored to the same level as ordinary people."

"So powerful?" Curiosity in his heart overwhelmed his fear, and Zhao Ji stepped forward.

"What is this? The old master's master has been taken over by others."

Zhao Ji opened his mouth wide in surprise, and he hurriedly asked, "Have you been saved?"

Being asked such a question, Sun Yao was stunned, and he said dejectedly, "No."

What else to say, Zhao Ji pouted, and put the things in his hand on the table designated by Sun Yao.

After finishing the preparations, Sun Yao washed his hands carefully and began to conduct experiments. He hung his hands and turned around and asked Zhao Ji, "By the way, can you write? I want you to help me memorize something."

Zhao Ji: "No, but tell me."

Sun Yao looked at him suspiciously: "Are you sure if you don't write it down?"

Zhao Ji replied without hesitation: "Remember."

Sun Yao didn't believe that Zhao Ji could remember everything, but seeing that Zhao Ji was so sure, he didn't say anything, and started to do it.

Sun Yao dictated his findings while operating, and there were many terms invented by himself for research, and Zhao Ji said that he had memorized them.

After more than an hour, Sun Yao finished the operation. He put down the tools and washed his hands, sat behind the table and picked up a pen: "Tell me, what did the old man say."

Sun Yao originally thought that it would be good if Zhao Ji could remember one-third of the words, but when he heard Zhao Ji recite what he had said verbatim, his face gradually became surprised.

However, while surprised, Sun Yao did not forget to write down what Zhao Ji dictated.

After putting down the pen, he sighed with a smile: "Good boy! I can't see that you still have such talent!"

Zhao Ji raised his chin triumphantly: "Of course."

Sun Yao rolled his eyes and suggested: "Boy Zhao, do you want to be the old man's apprentice?"

Zhao Ji refused: "No!"

The dignified medical sage was so flatly rejected, Sun Yao was not happy: "What's the good of following your master, he may not—"

In the middle of the conversation, Sun Yao remembered that Zhao Ji didn't know his identity yet, so he stopped in time and changed his words: "I didn't tell you not to want your master, but to worship one more master and learn one more skill. Follow me, I can still learn medicine without learning medicine." Qimen Dunjia, Yin-Yang Hanging Technique... I will teach you all."

Hearing this, Zhao Ji's heart was moved, and he asked back: "Then will you go to the Northwest with me and Master?"

Sun Yao waved his hand immediately: "No, the old man can't stand the climate in the northwest, you have to stay if you want to learn."

Zhao Ji pouted: "Then I won't study."

Being rejected again and again, Sun Yao couldn't figure it out, and asked, "Why do you have to go to the northwest?"

He also looked down on Zhao Ji so he was willing to accept him as a disciple and protect him.Han Zhao is too young to take good care of himself, how can he keep Zhao Ji in this world?

"No reason, just going." Zhao Ji himself couldn't explain why he suddenly became obsessed with the Northwest. Ever since he knew that Han Zhao stayed in the Northwest when he was young, he felt that he had to go to that place too. .

He wanted to see the place that meant a lot to Han Zhao, and also wanted to know what it meant to Han Zhao...

Maybe knowing it, he can get closer to Han Zhao.

Sun Yao also saw that this kid couldn't leave his master behind.

He smiled helplessly: Well, if Zhao Ji hadn't taken a liking to Xiaoyi who would kneel down to every passerby for help in order to save Han Zhao, how could he have treated this kid favorably?

Thinking of this, he didn't say anything anymore, and let this bastard go.

……

After Zhao Ji finished working part-time with Sun Yao, he was finally released. As soon as he went out, he went straight to Han Zhao's room.

Han Zhao was already awake, sitting at the table and flipping through a book.He probably just woke up, his long hair was untied, and it fell down like a waterfall, with the end curling softly in his arms and on the stool.

Zhao Ji noticed that there was a medicine bowl with only residues in front of Han Zhao, so he knew that Liu Yun had come to deliver the medicine again.

He didn't like Liu Yun appearing in front of Han Zhao very much.It's not that he doesn't like Liu Yun, he doesn't have any malice towards this girl who is only two years older than him, not to mention that without Liu Yun begging Sun Yao, their master and apprentice might still be on the side of the road.

He just... didn't like the way Han Zhao looked at Liu Yun.

Perhaps Han Zhao himself didn't realize that when he looked at Liu Yun's eyes, it was different from when he looked at other strangers.Those eyes are soft, warm, even nostalgic and affectionate; although shallow, Zhao Ji can see it.

Han Zhao may not be like that when he looks at him.

Zhao Ji was jealous, but he didn't dare to show it. He approached Han Zhao with his usual expression, and looked down at the book in his hand: "Master, what are you reading?"

Han Zhao turned a page and replied calmly, "The idle book I found in the house."

It should be the book that Sun Yao left here. Although it is related to medical skills, they are all almost fantastic stories. It is not wrong to say that they are idle books.

Zhao Ji couldn't understand too many words, and couldn't understand the pictures, so he could only ask Han Zhao, "What was said above?"

"There was a person who took the elixir and turned into an unkillable monster."

Zhao Ji blinked in surprise: and then? "

"Burn to death."

Didn't it mean that it couldn't be killed?Zhao Ji suddenly felt bored, he pouted and sat down beside Han Zhao.

He felt that old man Sun was like a charlatan, studying these nonsense things all day long.

But he didn't dare to say it out. After all, the old man helped him and Han Zhao. Although he, Zhao Ji, had no rules, he still had the conscience of "not to blame the benefactor".

Bored, Zhao Ji turned the teacup on the table over and over again, making a tinkling sound: "Master, when are we going to leave?"

Han Zhao raised his eyes and looked at Zhao Ji: "You just want to leave?" It seemed that he really didn't understand and had no idea about Liu Yun.

"If we start early, we can reach Liangzhou earlier."

Han Zhao turned his attention to the book again and turned a page: "Tomorrow."

During dinner, Han Zhao said goodbye to Sun Yao, but Sun Yao didn't stay any longer, but invited Han Zhao to the study after dinner, and the two talked for a long time inside.

Han Zhao didn't come out until it was completely dark and began to light the lamp.

Zhao Ji was still sitting on the steps of Han Zhao. There were a lot of mosquitoes at night in summer. He sat there like a sweet pastry. The mosquitoes were buzzing and flying around him.

Seeing Han Zhao coming out, his eyes lit up: "Master!"

Han Zhao stuffed the recommendation letter from Sun Yao into his arms, turned around and joked, "Feeding mosquitoes here?"

Zhao Ji couldn't say that he was waiting for Han Zhao, so he pursed his lips: "I can't sleep, come out and look at the stars."

Han Zhao asked again, "Then what do you see?"

Zhao Ji didn't understand astrology, so he couldn't see anything. He stared at the sky for a long while, and only uttered two words: "It looks good."

Han Zhao also walked down the eaves and looked up at the sky.

The sky is clear, the breeze is gentle, and the stars are scattered like broken jade on the dark blue curtain, very bright.

This night reminded Han Zhao of his time in Yuzhou.

At that time, the sky in summer night always seemed so bright, the insects chirped loudly, the house was very hot, and my nephew was crying because of the heat.

In order for his sister-in-law who had been exhausted all day to have a good rest, Han Zhaohui sat on the steps holding his babbling nephew at this time, and pointed out to him that the sky is full of stars.

As soon as Han Zhao said the stars, Han Tong stopped crying, looked at the sky with a pair of big dark eyes, and babbled along with Han Zhao's voice.

However, when Han Tong first started to remember things, Han Zhao went to the battlefield. Later, when he returned to his hometown, he only met for a short time. Han Zhao deliberately stayed away from his sister-in-law in order not to involve his political turmoil.

Han Tong was not much older than Zhao Ji when he died, but I don't know if he still remembers his second uncle who he hasn't seen since he was 12 years old?

Thinking about the past, Han Zhao felt heavy, so he simply lifted his robe, sat down beside Zhao Ji, and looked at the sky with him.

He sat very close, and the drooping ponytail even fell on the back of Zhao Ji's hand. His hair was slippery and the tips of his hair were itchy, but Zhao Ji didn't want to take his hand away.

Han Zhao suddenly stretched out his index finger and pointed to a place in the sky: "That's the Big Dipper."

Zhao Ji looked in the direction he pointed, but couldn't see anything, the stars were shining brightly there, dazzling people's eyes.

"Where?" Zhao Ji asked.

Han Zhao moved closer to Zhao Ji, and drew a curved line in the sky: "Seven stars that look like spoons, do you see them?"

Zhao Ji still didn't recognize it, his mind was completely attracted by Han Zhao's light smell, and his eyes followed Han Zhao's ivory-white jade-like finger, only looking at the fingertips, forgetting about the stars.

Seeing that Zhao Ji didn't speak, Han Zhao thought he knew each other, so he clicked around: "Tianshu, Tianxuan, Tianji, Tianquan, Kui!"

Then he pointed three places to the south: "Yuheng, Kaiyang, Yaoguang, dipper; dipper guide, for summer."

Han Zhao's voice was very low and slow, with a bit of uncommon wantonness and spontaneity, which seemed extraordinarily provocative in the twilight night. When he heard it, his heart felt itchy, and Zhao Ji's nerves couldn't help resonating with his ending voice.

After talking about Beidou, he circled another place in the sky: "Ziwei."

Then circled a piece northeast of Ziweiyuan: "Taiwei."

Finally, there is a piece in the southeast: "Tianshi."

Han Zhao didn't talk about it anymore. In his memory, his nephew often fell asleep when he mentioned this place.

But Zhao Ji did not fall asleep, and was still waiting for Han Zhao's next content with piercing eyes.

Han Zhao was not in the mood to continue talking. He patted his clothes and got up, and said perfunctorily, "There are also 28 constellations, four elephants, etc...but it's too late today, and it's time to go to rest. I'll talk to you again when I have a chance. Let's go into details."

Zhao Ji was originally regretting leaving Han Zhao, but he became happy again when he heard his last sentence, and he blinked: "What did you say?"

Han Zhao nodded: "Yes, I said so."

Zhao Ji looked at Han Zhao suspiciously: "Then don't forget."

Han Zhao said it casually, but he didn't expect Zhao Ji to be so serious, but he didn't bother to care about such trivial matters, so he simply followed Zhao Ji's wishes: "I will never forget."

Zhao Ji originally wanted to talk about pulling the hook, but felt it was naive, so he had to give up unwillingly.

He pursed his lips and said, "Master, good night!" He quickly hugged Han Zhao, then ran away with red ears.

Han Zhao, who was left behind, looked puzzled, thinking why Zhao Ji was so strange?

Just when the small courtyard was quiet, there was a sudden "ding" out of thin air: [Daily mission completed, copper coins +100. 】

Han Zhao's train of thought was interrupted, he: ...

The sudden mission notification sound reminded Han Zhao that he still had a daily mission.

etc!Lost money?How generous is this broken system?

Han Zhao was immersed in doubts about whether there was a bug in the system, and completely forgot to care about Zhao Ji's weirdness.

The author has something to say: Han Zhao: How can I, Han Chongguang, lie to you, a child?

Two two and a half: Then there was goo-goo.

Han Zhao: Shut up!

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Backstage interview——

Two and a half: May I ask what General Sogo thought when he unrestrainedly released his charm and seduced a 12-year-old child?

Han Zhao: I don't, I'm not, don't talk nonsense.I'm just pointing at a star.

Liu Ji: Master is shy, let me speak.In fact, Master and I were in love at that time, but Master did not take any action because of my age. He also promised to wait until I grow up... You see, I have grown up now, and we are together...

Han Zhao (looking for a gun): I'm going to stab him to death, don't stop me

1.0 (hugging Han Zhao's thigh): Greatly calm down QAQ

General Sogo's reputation was compromised.