General, please be a loyal minister!

Han Zhao's words are enough to prove that he is not trying to take the credit of Yu Wenxun, but it makes Yu Wenxun have other doubts.

Men go through life and death, not for friendship, but to earn a future.

Han Zhao said that he will not be an official, so why do these pictures?

Yu Wenxun was puzzled and asked, "What are you drawing?"

Han Zhao replied: "I don't want more than that if my master and apprentice can gain a foothold in Liangzhou."

Yu Wenxun asked without thinking: "If you become an official, won't you be able to stand firm and protect your apprentice?"

And Han Zhao's answer is meaningful: "Master Yuwen, every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite. Everyone has his own aspirations."

Doesn't Han Zhao love power?

No, he likes it.

But he will not choose Zhou Yuan.

During the time he came to Liangzhou, he could see that Zhou Yuan, although superficially respectful and virtuous as a corporal, was actually greedy for power. The key positions in Liangzhou were basically divided between the Zhou family and the Wang family.

It's a pity that Yu Wenxun hasn't noticed it after so many years of operating here. No, maybe he has seen it, but because there are too few places for foreigners in this world, he has to stay.

Han Zhao thought that his talent was one of the best in the world. The pearls were waiting for a price in the box. He had no shortage of buyers, so he would definitely not choose a stingy person.

……

Hearing Han Zhao's words, Yu Wenxun looked down at the young man in front of him, as if he was getting to know Han Zhao again.

He was not an overzealous person, and he had no intention of getting to the bottom of Han Zhao's unspeakable secrets, but Han Zhao's words made him feel very complicated.

After a while, he said in a deep voice, "You know what? The sheriff admires you very much. If you become an official, you will have a bright future."

Now he persuaded Han Zhao instead.

Zhou Yuan's appreciation for Han Zhao is not a lie, Yu Wenxun has been watching it.

This is something he can't expect. He wants to be reused and have the opportunity to show his strengths. However, because of his alien origin, unless there is an unavoidable situation, all opportunities will not come to him.

No matter how high-spirited he is, he can't stand such trials. After ten years, he is still unknown, and he doesn't know when he will be the leader.

But this does not mean that he is jealous of Han Zhao, he is not that kind of villain, and he is just trying to win a bigger world for himself to display his talents.

And in this world, if there are other talents competing with him, they will naturally be more forthright and happy.

He has already seen Han Zhao's talent, and now that he has resolved his estrangement with Han Zhao, naturally he will no longer have any enmity.

Heroes cherish heroes, and heroes value heroes. What he said to Han Zhao was sincere. He hoped to conspire with Han Zhao in great things, and hoped that Han Zhao would become an official.

It's a pity that Han Zhao's decision was not made by Yu Wenxun, and naturally he would not change because of Yu Wenxun. He just said flatly, "Then Zhao should be ashamed of the appreciation of the sheriff."

Realizing that Han Zhaoyi had made up his mind, Yu Wenxun sat back on the stool, looking quite depressed.

Originally, he came to seek an explanation, but after Han Zhao made such a feeling, he felt that he was wronged.

He persuasively persuaded: "You don't think about it anymore? It's a pity that you are not an official. It would be a pity if you can use your whole body for nothing."

Han Zhao's expression was indifferent, and he didn't take it seriously: "It's a pity, I'll talk about it later. First of all, I wish Master Yuwen to be famous all over the world."

He was expressing his intention to see off the guests.

Yu Wenxun hesitated to speak, and finally accepted the extra words, stood up and clasped his fists at Han Zhao: "Then thank Brother Han for your kind words, and leave."

Han Zhao nodded and got up to see off the guests.

Yu Wenxun walked out of Han Zhao's house with a heavy face. He always felt that Han Zhao's decision not to be an official was his fault, so he couldn't let it go.

When passing by outside the wall of Wei Yao's house, he looked up in a strange way.

There is nothing bare on the wall, and there is only the blue sky behind the wall.

He looked back and walked straight away.

Not long after Yu Wenxun left, Zhao Ji, who finished his work at Wei Yao's house, also came back over the wall - because the door of Wei Yao's house was on the other side, and Zhao Ji was too lazy to walk the hundreds of steps, so every time Over the wall.

Han Zhao was teasing the horse with a piece of horse grass, when he saw Zhao Ji coming back, he teased: "Today is a little later than usual, what did you whisper to your sister Wei?"

Zhao Ji didn't understand why Han Zhao always felt that there was something wrong with him and Wei Yao.

He was very upset that Han Zhao brought himself together with others, but whenever Han Zhao brought up such topics, he felt nervous and guilty for no reason, so he could only pretend to be confused and avoid them.

"Sister Wei said something delicious tonight, so let me pick vegetables for her."

Han Zhao was puzzled: "What's the good news?"

When Zhao Ji saw Han Zhao teasing horses, who never feeds horses, he guessed that today was going to practice riding skills, so he went straight back to his room to change his clothes.

Before entering the door, he left a sentence as an answer to Han Zhao's question: "Probably the new water bearer in Xiangzhong."

——When he was working at Wei Yao's house, Wei Yao kept humming a ditty. He was in a very good mood, and he knew it was spring/heart at first glance, but he didn't know who it was, and he didn't tell Wei Yao when he asked Wei Yao.

However, Han Zhao didn't react so quickly. He stood there with a puzzled look on his face.

Plumbers?who?Isn't it Zhao Ji who fetches water for Wei Yao all the time?

After a long while, Han Zhao finally figured it out. He belatedly thought: This kid Zhao Ji is not slow!

So Han Zhao had two new confusions: Who did Wei Yao fall in love with?Is it Yu Wenxun?And, is this kid Zhao Ji real wood or fake wood?

However, Han Zhao didn't spend too much time getting to the bottom of it. In his opinion, love for children is just an elegant embellishment beyond the fame and great career of a man.

And if Wei Yao really wanted to belong to someone else, Han Zhao only gave up on the question of where Zhao Ji's queen would be.

Why does a man have no wife?

……

After Han Zhao's training and more than a month of practice, Zhao Ji's riding skills are already in good shape, and now he can easily run a lap alone in the rugged woodland outside the city.

But he was not satisfied with his filly, and always wanted to try Han Zhao's tall horse.

It seems that the lesson of being surprised by the horse at the horse market was forgotten by him after the fear calmed down.

Han Zhao was quite helpless seeing Zhao Ji's appearance of forgetting the pain after healed the scar, but he himself came over at this age, so he naturally knew the obsession and enthusiasm of young people of this age for these things.

It is better for him to guard Zhao Ji than to have an accident when Zhao Ji is alone.

So after being stared at by Zhao Ji's expectant and pleading eyes for a few breaths, he got off his horse and said, "If you can ride this horse for ten steps safely, I will allow you to ride it back."

After Zhao Ji heard this, he raised his chin and said confidently, "What's so difficult?" He took the horse from Han Zhao's hand as he spoke.

Horses also have their own tempers, good horses and bad horses are sometimes relative terms.

Han Zhao was riding this horse when he came back from Nanyue, and he didn't pick it carefully when he bought it, so he brought this strange temper back.

This beast looks docile on weekdays, but to Han Zhao's subordinates, he is actually a waiter.

If Zhao Ji showed a little timidity and was spotted by the horse, he would suffer a lot.

Zhao Ji quickly got on the horse. Sure enough, before he could sit still, the horse began to restless, stomping on its hooves, and raised its front legs to throw Zhao Ji off.

With the experience of last time, Zhao Ji did not panic.

He still remembered the embarrassing deed of letting Han Zhao off the horse in the horse market, and he always wanted to find a chance to earn his face back.

Facing a similar situation now, he steadied himself, firmly grasped the rein, and made up his mind not to let go.

Losing face in front of Han Zhao made him feel much worse than falling off a horse.

Han Zhao kept his eyes on Zhao Ji, planning to help Zhao Ji as soon as he was in danger of falling off his horse.

However, what he was worried about did not happen. Zhao Ji's toughness made the bad-tempered beast gradually settle down and stop being restless.

Feeling the submission of the poor horse, Zhao Ji was overjoyed and turned to look at Han Zhao.

Han Zhao raised his chin and signaled him to try driving the horse.

Zhao Ji tried to pinch the horse's belly, but the horse paused for a moment, reluctantly walked forward, and easily walked out of the ten steps Han Zhao asked for.

Since Zhao Ji did what Han Zhao requested, Han Zhao would not break his promise, and gave up the horse to Zhao Ji, and led Zhao Ji's filly to follow behind, and considered changing Zhao Ji's horse.

A boy of this age changes everything quickly, his clothes are redone every three days, his bow and arrow weapons will not be long before they need to be replaced, and he eats a lot.

Fortunately, Nanyue and his party received a lot of rewards, otherwise he would not be able to support Zhao Ji.

But apart from Zhao Ji, Han Zhao also spent a lot of money in other places.

Han Zhao is not a extravagant person, but he also has his own way of squandering money. For example, the green plum tree delivered now cost a lot of money by asking someone to find it from the south.

Seeing that Han Zhao spent a lot of money, the merchant even sent a porter to help plant trees.

Han Zhao asked Zhao Ji to write by himself, and he went to the yard to help.

Han Zhao looked at the trees that had been moved into the yard one by one, and asked, "What kind of tree is this?"

The porter didn't raise his head, but replied, "From Jiaozhou."

Han Zhao stretched out his hand and touched the rough tree trunk. The trees in Jiaozhou are delicate, and if he can grow one or two, he will be satisfied.

The hired worker asked curiously while digging a hole at the place designated by Han Zhao, "How did you come up with the idea of ​​planting green plum trees here?"

Han Zhao sighed, "It's just homesickness when you see things."

When I was young, because of my mother's preference, many green plum trees were planted in Han's house, and when spring came, the garden was full of pear trees.

Later, when the Han family was raided and moved back to their original place, only a few green plum saplings could be taken away.

The saplings were planted in front of the hut. Every spring, my sister-in-law always liked to fold a few green plum blossoms and put them in the house. In summer, when the green plums were ripe, they would pick them to make wine.

Han Zhao doesn't like green plums, but he likes this wine very much.

Because of these memories, no matter where Han Zhao went later, he always felt that there must be a few green plums in the yard to feel like home.

The hired worker asked puzzledly, "why don't you go home when you are homesick?"

Because there is no going back.

Han Zhaosuosi is his hometown 100 years ago, be it the Han Mansion or the hut, what he wants is the hometown where his parents, brother and sister-in-law live, but this hometown has long since disappeared.

The seeds blown away by the wind always take root in a new land, and the only thing that can be comforted is a little homeland brought out.

Han Zhao didn't answer, bent down and grabbed a handful of soil from the root of the green plum tree, rubbed it in his hands, and felt the sand flow through his fingers.

The future vitality of this tree will all be in this native land.

At this time, the hired worker has already shoveled the last piece of soil under the green plum tree, stepped on it firmly, and then said with a hoe:

"So, did you remember something to betray the organization?"

The author has something to say:

So, is Zhao Ji really stupid or fake?

Answer: It is Schrödinger's "dumbness"-unless Han Zhao tries his best, he will never know whether his apprentice is real wood...

Statement: General Han Zhao is not a child lover, and Zhao Ji is just a restless adolescent

So the two of you are fine now, clean

The author did absolutely nothing!

(strong desire to survive)