General, please be a loyal minister!

In the dark night, a river like a jade belt passes through the woodland, reflecting a bright moon.

The sound of splashing water broke the silent river bank, and Han Zhao stepped out of the river with his upper body up, his black hair scattered like a waterfall, clinging to his well-proportioned back due to the humidity.

He untied the hair tie around his wrist and tied up his wet hair.

Nineteen is 20% similar to Han Zhao in his previous life, but he is much younger, probably less than [-] years old.

Perhaps it was because of the unusual sunlight, Shijiu's skin was very fair, and the large and small scarlet knife marks fell on it very conspicuously, exuding a meandering brilliance.

There is also a red tattoo under his left collarbone, which is a deformation of the small seal script of "Shijiu", with the head and tail hooked together, very enchanting.

When Han Zhao discovered this, he deeply felt that the master of Nineteen was very funny.

Han Zhao glanced at the tattoo with disgust, wiped off the water on his face with his hand, and walked towards the place where the fire was shining in the forest.

Before Zhao Ji came back, Han Zhao pulled out his dagger and threw it to the side of the fire, then turned and went into the woods.

When Han Zhao came back with a rabbit.

The front half of the dagger fell into the fire and was also burnt red. Han Zhao went back to the fire to pick up the dagger, and pressed the red-hot back of the knife under his collarbone.

There was a sound of "stab", and the smell of burnt flesh rose.

Han Zhao gritted his teeth and didn't say a word.

When the dagger was removed, the tattoo was gone, leaving only a piece of burnt flesh.

Now Han Zhao was finally at ease, and he took out a medicine bottle to apply medicine to the knife wound and burn on his body.

When the moon rose into the middle of the sky, Zhao Ji came back, holding Han Zhao and his wet clothes in his hands.

Seeing the little skinny monkey limping over, Han Zhao raised the corners of his mouth and said jokingly, "After washing for so long, I thought you were a big girl?"

Zhao Ji glanced at Han Zhao dissatisfied.

Just now this person went to take a bath with him, but when he entered the water, he swam away. He waited for him by the river for a long time, and then helped him wash his clothes. He laughed at himself for taking a long time!

Besides, if we talk about big girls, Han Zhao's face is more like her!

Zhao Ji spread the wet clothes on the clean stones, slandering: Everyone ran away with Han Zhao, if he was a big girl, Han Zhao would have to marry him.

But he didn't dare to say it out, because he hadn't figured out Han Zhao's nature yet, and he didn't dare to joke with Han Zhao, so after holding back for a long time, all he could say was: "You're not a big girl."

The stubborn tone was kind of cute.

Han Zhao laughed, and he waved to Zhao Ji: "Come here!"

Zhao Ji didn't know what Han Zhao asked him to do, but he walked over obediently.

Han Zhao asked him to sit down again.

When Zhao Ji was full of question marks, Han Zhao lifted his calf, took out a medicine bottle, and lowered his head to apply medicine to his wound.

Zhao Ji was taken aback for a moment, as if a certain place in his heart had been poked.

Han Zhao's face was very close to him, his smooth skin was shining brightly, just like the suet white jade he had only seen when he sneaked into the jade shop; and the fan-shaped eyelashes were slightly drooping, reminiscent of nymphs under the sunshine in March .

Zhao Ji stared blankly.

The rest of the medicine was used for the wound on Zhao Ji's leg. Han Zhao put away the empty bottle and rewrapped Zhao Ji's leg.

Han Zhao let go of Zhao Ji's leg, Zhao Ji got up as if he had lost something, and suddenly heard Han Zhao ordering him: "Kneel down!"

He looked at Han Zhao, confirmed that he had heard correctly, and then knelt down obediently.

Han Zhao was surprised by Zhao Ji's obedience. He slightly curled the corners of his lips and said, "Although you have already called me master, you can't be rude. It's just that there is no way to prepare a solemn apprentice ceremony now. Kowtow to me." Head, you will be officially counted as my apprentice."

Hearing this, Zhao Ji kowtowed to Han Zhao without saying a word.

As soon as Zhao Ji finished knocking, Han Zhao heard the voice broadcast by the system: [Mission completed!The system will be updated soon, and rewards will be issued after the update...]

Han Zhao began to follow the procedure and lecture: "When you enter my school, you need to respect the teacher, be diligent and studious, and strive to be the first..."

Han Zhao talked a lot, and after a long passage, he asked Zhao Ji, "Do you remember?"

Zhao Ji nodded without hesitation.

Han Zhao looked sideways. This passage was made up temporarily to complete the system's tasks. He didn't even remember it. Did Zhao Ji really remember it?

"Repeat it for me."

Zhao Ji memorized it immediately, and the content was exactly the same as what Han Zhao just said.

Han Zhao's expression became strange.

He hasn't realized that Zhao Ji is actually a genius who never forgets.

1.0 also looked surprised: [Amazing! 】

Han Zhao: "Shouldn't you know about this?"

1.0 didn't realize that he was incompetent as a system, and asked Han Zhao: [Why should I know this? 】

Han Zhao: ...

[But this is a good thing.Emperor Ming is smart, so it will save you a lot of effort to teach him. 】

Han Zhao is not used to being blindly optimistic like 1.0, so he replied flatly, "I hope."

What does a good master of the emperor look like?Han Zhao didn't know.

Let him help Zhao Ji fight the world, he doesn't say anything, there is no problem.

But the present Zhao Ji is far from capable of being an emperor. He is just a child who is smarter than his peers. What he needs is not Han Zhao to hold the country in front of him, but Han Zhao's patient education and guidance.

Han Zhao didn't know how to do it. He had never been a teacher, and he was not good at being a teacher.

Han Zhao couldn't figure it out, so he decided to ask 1.0 for an answer: "How did the good teachers in the history books do it?"

1.0 thought for a while, and concluded: [Teach students according to their aptitude, and only by teaching can you teach you to be a better person. 】

"What does history think of a ZTE master and an eternal emperor?"

[If you listen to it, you will understand. 】

Very refined answer.

That's right, an emperor doesn't need to know too much, and doing everything by himself is not a clever way of governing the country.The emperor has courtiers, many courtiers, loyal, wise, talented, treacherous, stupid... loyal but stupid, talented but treacherous, wise but pedantic...

What the emperor needs to do is to make good use of them.

Han Zhao: "I see."

—No, he doesn't know anything.

It is easier to know than to do, if everyone can understand the truth and do it, then there will not be so many disputes and regrets in history.

After Zhao Ji finished reciting, a pair of dark eyes looked at Han Zhao brightly, like a puppy wagging its tail to praise.

Han Zhao curled up his mouth amusedly, and raised his chin to Zhao Ji: "Get up."

Zhao Ji was a little disappointed that he didn't get the appreciation, he got up with his mouth flattened.

As soon as he sat down, there was a thunderous grunt from Zhao Ji's stomach, which was clearer than the sound of gongs and drums in an opera. This was a small scene for him, but it made his face burn when it happened in front of Han Zhao.

He looked at Han Zhao in embarrassment, only to see that Han Zhao's eyes and lips were slightly curved - indeed he was laughing at him!

But after laughing, Han Zhao picked up a stick and dug out a lump of mud from the fire.

Zhao Ji saw Han Zhao break open the mud, revealing a roasted rabbit.

He was very surprised. When did Han Zhao catch the rabbit, but also peeled and roasted it?It looks like the heat is right now.

Han Zhao cut off the rabbit meat piece by piece with a dagger, put them in leaves, and gave more than half to Zhao Ji.

Zhao Ji had never seen such a refined person before. He originally thought Han Zhao was a knight-errant, but looking at his speech and behavior, he felt like a nobleman of extraordinary background.

Could it be that his master is actually a remarkable person?

But Zhao Ji quickly denied his idea.

It's not that Zhao Ji thinks that Han Zhao is not that good, but that he doesn't believe that he has such a good life.

Han Zhao knew nothing about the twists and turns in Zhao Ji's heart, he put the cleaned dagger back into the scabbard, and ate his share.

Not long after eating, the system was updated.

[Hi, welcome to the Space-Time Affairs Administration system series, the loyal minister system 1.0 will continue to serve you. 】

[The task of forming a bond is completed!Rewards: Unlock new system functions, Kyushu Raiders (Historical Data Super Edition) x1, general subject textbooks and tutoring materials (including five-year college entrance examination and three-year simulation) x1, wound medicine gift pack x1...]

[Update content: character attribute panel, red name detection system...

The host chooses the master-apprentice line and starts the master-apprentice mission——

Main line: Teach the target to be an excellent leader and send it back to Liu Ci.Standards for an excellent leader: Before adulthood, one of the abilities should reach level eight (top), five abilities should reach level seven (excellent) and above, ten abilities should reach level six (proficient) and above; Superior; Leadership reaches 500 (compared to 50 for ordinary people); Prestige reaches Famous...

Daily task: teach disciples.Item rewards will drop randomly after completion. 】

What do these... mean?

As an ancient man, Han Zhao didn't quite understand the things mentioned in the update.

Only then did 1.0 realize that he hadn't told Han Zhao about this before, so he quickly explained to Han Zhao.Under the guidance of 1.0, Han Zhao called up his own attribute panel.

Character: Han Zhao (26) / Nineteen (19)

Identity: General/Assassin of the next dynasty (defecting...)

Abilities: [-]th level in military art, [-]th level in marksmanship, [-]th level in archery, [-]th level in equestrianism, [-]th level in martial arts (others) ... [-]rd level in power fighting (failing)

Force value: up

Loyalty value: -50

Justice Value: 5

Status: Slightly injured

Han Zhao looked at his panel and fell silent.

Power Fighting Level [-]?

He knew he wasn't good at that stuff, but was his actual level so miserable?No way!Wrong estimate!

Also, do you need to write out the failing grades in brackets?

Why is loyalty value negative?Why is it negative!

1.0 sensed Han Zhao's resentment, and hurriedly explained: [You have rebelled three times in your previous life, so this rating is considered very polite. 】

Han Zhao turned off his panel, and clicked on Zhao Ji's.

Character: Zhao Ji (12)

Status: Son of King Zhongshan, future Emperor Ming

Ability: There is no ability to get on the table~

Force value: slightly larger than chicken (approximately equal to none)

Leadership: 10 (can lead a very small number of human pups)

Reputation: 5 (unknown)

Justice Value: 0

Status: Slightly injured

This time, Han Zhao didn't complain at all. He just closed the interface silently. In the words of 1.0, there are too many slots. The function of this character panel is too bad.

1.0: [1.0 took out a virtual cigarette, lit it, took a puff, exhaled a smoke ring, and sighed melancholy: There are always many things in life that are difficult for people to face directly. 】

Han Zhao didn't quite understand the expression 1.0, but he was successfully persuaded: "Okay, shut up."

While chatting with 1.0, Han Zhao suddenly felt his sleeve being pulled lightly, showing a shyness of wanting to get close but not daring to get close.

It was Zhao Ji, who hadn't fallen asleep yet.Han Zhao regained his senses and looked at Zhao Ji: "What's wrong?"

Suddenly meeting Han Zhao's gaze, Zhao Ji was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly looked away, looking up at the starry sky leaking through the gaps in the trees.In a panic, he asked, "Are we going to Yongzhou?"

Earlier when Han Zhao said he was going to the northwest, Zhao Ji subconsciously thought it was Yongzhou.

Han Zhao also looked towards the sky: "No, it has to go further to the west."

Zhao Ji turned his head and thought about the west side of Yongzhou—"Liangzhou?"

Unexpectedly, Han Zhao also said, "To the west."

Is there any place further west than Liangzhou?Zhao Ji was puzzled, and he asked the same question.

Han Zhao sighed: "Yes! Yumen Pass." Strictly speaking, Yumen Pass belongs to Liangzhou, but this place is too special, so I have to mention it separately.

"Also, Loulan, Qiuci, Wusun, Shanshan..." He once led an iron cavalry to break through the royal courts of these countries. Since then, the imperial court has set up the Western Regions Protectorate to bring all the countries under its jurisdiction.

Although the puppet dynasty has not unified the world now, its power should not be underestimated. It will be a very difficult time in the middle. He has to take Zhao Ji to a place beyond the reach of the puppet emperor, even to a foreign country.

Zhao Ji hadn't even heard of the legends west of Liangzhou.He wasn't afraid to go to such a far place, but he still had doubts in his heart: "Why don't we go to Yuzhou?"

Yuzhou is Han Zhao's hometown, logically speaking, they should go back there.

Han Zhao replied perfunctorily, "No reason."

Hearing that Han Zhao was unwilling to answer his question, Zhao Ji flattened his lips and changed the subject: "What is Liangzhou like?"

"Day sun, long river; cold moon, yellow sand; never-ending wind, never-ending spring breeze..."

Han Zhao's answer was short and concise, but it was enough for him to recall many things.

Although he rose to conquer the Huns, the most memorable thing is Yumen Pass.

From entering the army at the age of fourteen to nearly 17 years old... Every night, he sat on the Great Wall, watched a cold moon, wiped a silver/gun, and endured the lonely and boring years.

It was a very difficult time. He had the great ambition of the Han family, but he could only be a small soldier, guarding the beacon tower every day, with no way out, no future... He could only live in silence day after day. The world is polishing itself.

One thousand 130 seven days...

Before his east wind came, he waited there for three years and polished himself for three years.

Zhao Ji frowned after hearing Han Zhao's description, and said in disgust, "It sounds so desolate."

Yes, very desolate.

Looking back now, Han Zhao can't tell whether he loves that place more or hates it more, but there is no doubt that he left the purest period of time there, and there is no Han Zhao without that period of time.

He sighed and said, "It is indeed desolate, but not necessarily."

"Shoot geese in the daylight, graze horses along the long river; set up a bonfire under the moon, pour wine and toast yellow sand. Do you know? When the new wind blows across the Great Wall, it is the clang of weapons, sharp, chilling, and pure; the spring breeze is too strong for that place. Soft, like a little girl who can't stand on stage..."

Zhao Ji heard an indescribable emotion from Han Zhao's voice, and the scene Han Zhao described made him gradually have a strong curiosity and longing for that place.

In such a desolate place, what is it that deserves Han Zhao's nostalgic and melancholy look?

Han Zhao's deep voice continued, he talked about the days and nights beside the Great Wall, and the people of all kinds living there, and at the same time, he recalled grinding the youthful and impetuous him into a truly invincible spear the dreary years...

Zhao Ji tried hard to listen, but felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier. He had been in high tension and excitement since the evening, and now he was tired and could only fall into a deep sleep without any resistance.

Sensing that Zhao Ji was asleep, Han Zhao stopped. He tore off the dry clothes on the stone and put them on Zhao Ji.

Then quietly watching the bonfire, waiting for the evoked old memories to fall silent again.

Zhao Ji fell into a deep sleep, and didn't wake up when he was cold, so he leaned against Han Zhao desperately.

Han Zhao was not used to someone sticking so close to him, but after he pushed Zhao Ji away for a while, the kid came up again.When he was about to push Zhao Ji away again, Han Zhao touched the boy's cold forehead.

Thinking of the deeper exposure, Han Zhao sighed helplessly, raised his hand and pushed Zhao Ji down in his arms.

Now Zhao Ji finally settled down.

Han Zhao was not in a hurry to sleep, he had to plan for the next journey, this place is not close to Liangzhou, even if there is no accident, it will be a very hard journey.

They should be able to go to the next town tomorrow, and they have to buy some things. They don't have dry food, horses for transportation, and even their clothes are torn...

Han Zhao knew what they needed.

But there is a problem -

What about money?

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