General, please be a loyal minister!

One, two, three...

Zhao Ji counted the orthographic characters on the wall under the dim light, his chapped lips moved, and the sound he made was inaudible.

He was still wearing the battle robe he had when he met the ambush outside Xiangyang City, but now the silver armor is broken, the red clothes are mottled, and the wounds of all sizes are hidden under it, and the infection festers due to lack of treatment.

The handsome juvenile crown that Liu Xuan rewarded him fell out of nowhere, his waist-length black hair fell down, and the dried up black blood formed into patches, covering his dirty face.

Zhao Ji is now in a state of desperation and distress, only those peach blossom eyes are still shining with a faint light.

If others look at it, who would have thought that this is the high-spirited young general Zhao Ji.

That day he was ambushed outside the city of Xiangyang, and led his remnants to break out of the siege. Guessing that there was an ambush in Shangyong, he turned to Jingzhou to ask Liu Ci for help.

Liu Ci is Liu Xuan's cousin, and he is also from the clan of the next dynasty. Liu Ci would not refuse his request for help regardless of emotion or reason.

However, Zhao Ji was ambushed by a group of people who did not know where he came from before reaching the nearest guard city. He was wounded in the battle and traveled long distances. He was defeated and captured. He was then taken to this dark prison and locked up. .

The jailers would come to deliver meals in the morning and evening, and Zhao Ji used this to mark the time on the wall.

Five straight characters and three strokes, 28 days.

Enough to turn the world upside down.

These days, except for the jailer who delivered the food, only in the first few days, someone came to him to ask some questions about his origin.

How is Liangzhou?How is Brother Xuan?Master, what's the matter?

Does Han Zhao know the news of his accident?Are you looking for him in a hurry?

Worry and anxiety tormented Zhao Ji's heart.He was almost going crazy.

There was a whole night of fighting outside last night, Zhao Ji guessed that someone was attacking the city, but no one broke in.

Is a blessing or a curse?Zhao Ji couldn't guess.

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, a "squeak" of the door opening sounded in the dead prison, like the first sound of opening up the world.

Then came the sound of hurried footsteps colliding with armor.

A scribe in dark blue robes quickly came to Zhao Ji's cell. He held on to the fence and said eagerly, "My lord! I finally found you!"

Zhao Ji didn't know what was going on now, and he didn't know why the scribe in front of him called him "Young Master"?I just wondered if this person had misunderstood the person.

Seeing Zhao Ji's embarrassment, the scribe's eyes were red, and he choked up and said, "Master Zhao Ji, you have been wronged."

This time the scribes brought their first and last names, Zhao Ji knew that they had identified the right person, but he still looked numb with a little confusion.

Like Han Zhao, Zhao Ji, who dislikes familiarity, felt that this unfamiliar scribe was inexplicably excited, which subconsciously gave him a sense of alienation and rejection.

After getting excited, the scribe turned his head to the guard behind him and ordered: "Hurry up and open the door and get the young master out!"

Zhao Ji was helped out of the dungeon by the guards. His injuries and dehydration made him unable to even walk.

As for who these people are?Where did it come from?He also didn't have the energy to think, only judging from the other party's attitude, it seemed to be a friendly force, so he didn't oppose the other party's help.

When he was helped to the scribes, Zhao Ji asked the visitor word by word: "Who are you?"

The scribe bowed to Zhao Ji: "This minister is Gongliang Yin, who was sent by the son's father to pick up the son."

"My, father, dear?" Zhao Ji didn't know when he had a father.

"My son's father is Zhongshan King Liu Ci."

Liu Ci, the king of Zhongshan, may not have been familiar with him a few years ago, but now he is one of the most influential heroes in the world.

It is impossible for Zhao Ji, who was born in the military, not to know about King Zhongshan, but he showed an extraordinary indifference to the news, and he had no interest in further questioning, as if he just heard that today is a sunny day, and then turned to the question he cared about Up: "Liangzhou, what's the matter?"

Zhao Ji is struggling to speak now, and Gongliang Yin persuaded him softly: "Master, heal the injury first, and I will report to you later."

While leaving, Gong Liangyin and Zhao Ji explained the ins and outs of how they found Zhao Ji, omitting Han Zhao's part, and focusing on how Liu Ci cared for Zhao Ji.

But Zhao Ji didn't respond to this, lying on the padded shoulders, he only thought about Liangzhou and Han Zhao.

Suddenly, Zhao Ji interrupted Gong Liangyin's words: "I want to see... a person, you... find him."

Gong Liangyin: "Who?"

"Han Zhao."

Zhao Ji wanted to fly to Han Zhao if his body didn't allow him. Since Han Zhao fled Liangzhou in the name of a fine work, he never heard from Han Zhao again. He wondered if Han Zhao was doing well now. Okay, have you cleared up the suspicion, so as long as Zhao Ji is free, he will worry and miss Han Zhao.

Now that Zhao Ji is about to escape from death, he doesn't want to see anyone except Han Zhao.

Hearing this name, Gong Liangyin paused for a moment, and then responded with all his mouth: "Okay, the son will treat the wound first, and the minister will do it later."

During the recuperating time in Changnan, Gong Liangyin treated Zhao Ji as he would a prince, and made people treat him like a prince.

Give him the best life in Changnan City, invite the best doctor for him, use the best medicine, care about his injuries, and take time to talk to Zhao Ji from time to time during the rectification of Changnan's government affairs. The uncaring father Liu Ci and his brothers...

When Zhao Ji asked about Han Zhao, Gong Liangyin only said that there was news and he just waited to be contacted.

However, after more than ten days, Zhao Ji did not receive any news about Han Zhao.

Finally, Zhao Ji, who was waiting impatiently, pushed aside the guards, broke into the mansion where Gong Liangyin was staying temporarily, and found Gong Liangyin who had been avoiding him.

Gong Liangyin, who announced to the outside world that he had something to go out, was playing chess alone in the study. Zhao Ji stepped forward and slapped the chessboard, disrupting Gong Liangyin's chess game.He asked Gong Liangyin sharply: "Where is my master?"

Although the injury is still not fully healed, after half a month of training, Zhao Ji has regained his energy and spirit, and he has become that young general who is so flamboyant that he is almost aggressive.

Looking at the disturbed chess game, Gong Liangyin's eyes darkened for a second, but he lowered his head, Zhao Ji couldn't see it, and when he raised his head, he was that sincere and sincere counselor again, he stood up and bowed deeply to Zhao Ji: " Please forgive me, my lord, in fact Han Zhao has already been here before."

Zhao Ji was surprised: "When? How could I not know?"

Gong Liangyin slowly explained: "Before the destruction of Changnan City, he came to discuss a deal with the minister, and then left. In order for the son to recover from his injuries, the minister did not immediately tell the son about it."

Zhao Ji only captures the information he cares about: "Did he know that I was in Changnan and left?"

"Yes."

"Impossible!" Zhao Ji denied it sharply. He didn't believe that Han Zhao would leave him alone. After thinking about it for a while, he blamed the unreasonableness on Gong Liangyin, "What did you talk to him about? Did you lie to him?"

Gong Liangyin felt innocent and aggrieved when he heard Zhao Ji's endlessly biased question. He patiently explained to Zhao Ji: "I didn't lie to Han Zhao. It was your master who came to send you back to the lord and leader." Take the lord's thank you gift, and then return to Liangzhou, he said that you don't need to go back in the future."

This news was like a bolt from the blue to Zhao Ji. He didn't believe it and didn't accept it. He only thought that Gong Liangyin was telling the truth: "Impossible! You can't lie to me, I will go to him and ask him."

As he said that, he was about to walk outside.

Gong Liangyin didn't agree with Zhao Ji's leaving like this. He stood in front of Zhao Ji and blocked Zhao Ji's way: "My lord, if you have cultivated well, you should prepare to meet your father first. My lord has been waiting for you for a long time."

Zhao Ji had no interest in his father who didn't know if it was true or not, and he didn't intend to put any thought on Liu Ci. Facing the Gongliang Yin who was blocking the way, Zhao Ji said two words coldly: "Get out of the way!"

While not believing that Han Zhao would abandon him, Zhao Ji was also afraid that Han Zhao would abandon him. He was not as confident in Han Zhao's friendship with him as he thought.

Gong Liangyin didn't move, he asked Zhao Ji instead: "What capacity does the young master go to Liangzhou?"

Is it Liu Ci's third son?Or General Zhao Ji?

This question reminds Zhao Ji of his current identity, but Zhao Ji hates this fact very much.

How can a father who has never raised him change his identity?So what if it was Liu Ci?If he doesn't recognize it, he doesn't recognize it.

Zhao Ji replied coldly: "You don't care."

Gong Liangyin replied calmly: "The minister is the teacher that the lord pointed out to the young master, I'm afraid I can't ignore it."

Zhao Ji was angry, and he pointed at Gong Liangyin: "Don't call me son! Who Liu Ci is has nothing to do with me, and I don't have you as a teacher. Don't think that you can manipulate me because you saved me. If you continue to stop me, I don't mind touching you."

He is an orphan, and only one master is Han Zhao, one husband is Jing Xiu, and one brother is Liu Xuan. What's the matter with him, Gongliang Yin?What's the matter with Liu Ci?What's the matter with those Liu Ci's sons who don't know how tall, short, fat and thin?

Facing Zhao Ji's accusation, Gong Liangyin lowered his already bowed body: "I dare not manipulate you, but I just give you the best advice I think. You are now the son of Jingzhou, go to Liangzhou It's not suitable, and it's not suitable to find Han Zhao."

What earnest exhortation, what thoughtful consideration.

Even Zhao Ji had to admit that Gongliang Yin really looked like a conscientious and good-tempered minister, but his too perfect performance always made Zhao Ji feel hypocritical, and he always felt that this person had another face.

Jing Xiu is good-tempered enough in Zhao Ji's heart, but sometimes he will make things difficult for Zhao Ji in his studies because of his rudeness.The bottomless magnanimity of Gong Liangyin only made Zhao Ji feel that he had other schemes.

Zhao Ji gritted his teeth: "Shut your mouth! I don't recognize your unilateral decision!"

He served Han Zhao for eight years, and was wounded and bled for Liangzhou. Why would he not be Han Zhao's disciple or Liangzhou person any more with just one word from them?

Do they regard Zhao Ji as a weak, deceitful and arbitrary wretch?

What he doesn't recognize can't be done!

Gong Liangyin always bowed in front of Zhao Ji and refused to let go. Zhao Ji simply grabbed his lapel, lifted him up, pushed him aside, and then strode out.

The strength of Zhao Ji's push was not small. As a frail scholar, Gong Liangyin took a few steps back until he hit the coffee table before stabilizing his figure. The pain made him gasp.

Just now when Zhao Ji broke in, the guard who had chased up and guarded the door saw this and wanted to go forward to help Gong Liang Yin, but he stretched out his hand to stop him.

Gong Liangyin propped himself up, stood up straight leisurely, and neatly arranged his skirt.

When doing this series of actions, his eyes flashed with excitement: Since this Zhao Ji is so fierce and unruly, what happens next will be very interesting.

Zhao Ji who rushed out of the mansion didn't even return to the place where he stayed, grabbed a horse, turned his head and left the city.

Hearing the announcement, the guards all looked at Gong Liangyin, waiting for his order.

Gong Liangyin sat down again and took a sip of tea before slowly opening his mouth: "Follow up and protect the young master, make sure he realizes that he is now the honorable third son of the king of Zhongshan."

The guards commanded in unison: "Yes!"