Dragon Queen

Zhai Xin had been waiting at the place where he was summoned, waiting for Zhao Zhou to come back from court before handing over the military report.

Zhao Zhouxing hastily scanned a page, threw it on the table, and turned to look at Zhai Xin, "Do you know that dismantling military newspapers privately is a crime of beheading."

"Please give me your punishment," Zhai Xin said.

"I'm in a hurry to apologize." Zhao Zhouxing snorted coldly, "Give me a reason."

"The emperor has read the military newspaper first."

Zhao Zhouxing picked up the military newspaper again, looked at Zhai Xin suspiciously, and read it from the beginning.

What is written in the post is that Zhu Chong lured the enemy alone and designed to ambush the soldiers and horses of Beiliang. Zhang He, the deputy general, also captured Murong Yu. Zhu Chong's whereabouts are unknown.

According to Zhezhu's arrangement, after successfully capturing Murongyu, he used Murongyu as a bargaining chip to negotiate with Beiliang to withdraw.

Zhezhu and Zhang Hehuan have explained all the arrangements and the things that need to be done later.Zhang He naturally understands clearly, but the current situation is somewhat difficult to grasp.

Murong Yu seemed to have some backhand, no matter how intimidating and intimidating he was, he refused to let go of the request to retreat.

When he discussed this matter with Zhe Zhu, he once asked what would happen if Murong Yu really refused to let go, but he never expected that the general would only say one word.

"kill."

Zhezhu looked at the topographic map and said.

Zhang He also frowned even deeper. Murong Yu is the prince of Beiliang, and it's good to have him captured. If he is really killed and angers Beiliang, it may not be of any benefit to Zhao Guo.Zhang He didn't think Zhu Zhong would have thought of this with his ability, but he couldn't figure out the reason for killing Murong Yu.

For this question, Zhezhu didn't have any explanation, but just emphasized killing Murongyu again.

"If there is a change, just kill it."

Zhang He didn't consciously read these words, and the soldiers beside him asked in a low voice: "What did your lord just say?"

Zhang He also twitched his forehead, looked at Murong Yu who was tied into a rice dumpling, and waved his hand, "It's nothing. Take him down with me and keep him under strict supervision. Remember, no one is allowed to approach. If something happens , I'll be the first to chop off your head."

The soldiers pressed down on Murong Yu, Zhang He rubbed his forehead and walked out.

These days he has a lot of troubles, apart from retreating to Beiliang, he has to look around for Zhu Chong's whereabouts.The reason why he dare not touch Murong Yu now is also due to this reason.If Zhu Zhong was captured by Beiliang, he could only choose to exchange prisoners.

Now, although Beiliang has lost its commander, there is still Fang Shuo in the army.This person is not simple.He still has to be careful, if the other party comes up with some tricks to turn the situation around, he will not pay back, let alone say that he has done nothing, the fault is serious.

It is said that the spring is cold, but in the north, the beginning of spring has passed, and there is still a vast expanse of snow. The word spring is cold, and only the word cold feels quite profound.

Before he knew it, Zhang He walked outside the camp, and saw the cook sharpening his knife on the stone, with two sick horses tied beside him, lying down in the snow, with half-open eyes, silently watching the knife in the cook's hand.

Zhang He also saw that the horse had tears in his eyes, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

The man heard it, and said in a chatty manner: "This horse, it will be useless when it lies down. Didn't we have a saying that they will not cry when they see the coffin, and they also know that they will not live long."

After speaking, he looked back and realized who it was, he hurriedly put down his work and saluted Zhang He.

Zhang Hehuan suddenly understood Zhu Chong's meaning, he asked the cook to continue with his work, and when he returned to the camp he asked someone to bring Murong Yu up.This time he directly ordered someone to kill Murong Yu.

With the gleaming machete resting on his head, Murong Yu's face remained unchanged.

Seeing this, Zhang He hesitated again.

Zhang He didn't know yet, he thought Zhe Zhu meant to force Murong Yu to retreat.But Zhezhu wanted to force Fang Shuo to retreat.

The bet between Zhe Zhu and Fang Shuo was not made by himself, but for other reasons.It's just that besides winning or losing, there are three other rules, one of which is not to use one's own skills to arbitrarily interfere with human affairs.

Therefore, Zhezhu seldom hurts others, and Ao Shuofang violates the rules repeatedly, but because the incident has something to do with Wenren, it becomes an unavoidable thing.

Now that Murong Yu is in the hands of Zhang Hehuan, all the people involved here are mortals.At that time, Zhang He will kill Murong Yu, Fang Shuo will lose if he saves someone, or if he doesn't save someone, he will lose.

But in order not to lose so thoroughly, of course Fang Shuo still has to save people.He regards the world as a chessboard, and everyone is a chess piece. This handsome chess handpicked by him must never be given to the general.

After taking this step, just as Zhezhu expected, Zhang He really made a death move, and Fang Shuo came to rescue him.If Fang Shuo was saved, it was a violation of the rules. The rules had to be redefined, so Zhe Zhu had the final say.

Even if she asked Beiliang to cease fighting for ten years, Fang Shuo would have to do so.

Therefore, the war agreement was re-signed, and Beiliang had a ten-year truce.

The ten-year truce was not easy to come by. The northern coolness has been disturbing the northern border all the year round, affecting the stability of the northern border. For Zhao Guo, this treaty can completely breathe a sigh of relief within ten years.

Looking at the contents of the battle report, Zhao Zhouxing felt that her mouth was too dry to speak for a while. She knew that her speech must be hoarse, and her hands began to shake a little uncontrollably, so she dropped the battle report and walked out.

The dark cloud above the palace hung over his head like a heavy warning, telling Zhao Zhouxing what it meant to be unspeakable and unthinkable.

Zhao Zhouxing went back to the bedroom, and seeing her gloomy expression, all the palace servants fell silent, not daring to breathe.

Only Liuzhu was more courageous and asked carefully.

But Zhao Zhouxing couldn't tell her a word, so he had to digest these things slowly in his heart and couldn't ask others.

But it was Liuzhu after all, and she had a different feeling from the other palace people. When Zhao Zhouxing saw her asking, he said perfunctorily, "I'm a little hungry."

Liuzhu was about to go down to get some food, when Zhao Zhouxing called her to stop, "Do you still have a headache recently?"

"Much better." Liuzhu said.

What happened that day, Zhao Zhouxing approached Wen Renhe, and the "Liuzhu" who wanted to assassinate was a monster driven by people, but the real Liuzhu was somehow thrown into a remote corner of the Lenggong, and it took a long time to find it. .

But since then, Liuzhu often suffered from headaches, Wen Renhe just used a brush to draw a ghostly talisman for Liuzhu, and said that he would not recover until the cloud above his head cleared.

Liuzhu went to get food, Zhao Zhouxing leaned on the couch, closed his eyes and rested.

Light leaked from the window pane and shone on Zhao Zhouxing's face.Just as Zhao Zhouxing was about to get up, a shadow suddenly fell, covering the somewhat glaring light.

"Put your things down and go out," Zhao Zhouxing said.

The shadow did not move for a long time, Zhao Zhouxing felt strange, raised his eyelids to look, and was startled.

She was stunned for a moment, a strange joy rose in her heart, and she deliberately put on a straight face, with a very indifferent look, and said: "You are back."

Zhezhu stood beside her, holding the sword, his hair cascading down to the ground.

Zhao Zhouxing laughed at her, "Your hair can sweep the floor for me."

So he sat up, took a hairpin from his own hair, and stretched out his hand to tie Zhezhu's hair.

Zhezhu let her move, until Zhao Zhouxing asked her why she came back like this, and said: "Take care of trouble."

"Is there any trouble here?" Zhao Zhouxing said with a smile. She thought that this place was under the foot of the emperor, and even if there was trouble in the imperial city, she should do it herself.

Zhezhu nodded.

"What kind of trouble is that?"

Zhezhu took out the Panlong jade buckle from his sleeve, "The thing I gave you that day is called the red jasper plaque. It is made of the ancient jasper to seal the evil spirit of blood. If life and death are in danger, the jade will be broken and people will keep it."

"Blood evil cannot be resolved, it is troublesome." Zhezhu said.

The scarlet jasper tablet is the magic weapon of her natal life, forged from the blood of the golden dragon, it is meant to protect her life and cannot be easily handed over to others.It's just reciprocation, Zhao Zhouxing's gift is not a treasure, but from the perspective of the world, it is already unusual.Zhezhu couldn't find a return gift for a while, so he gave the jade plaque as a gift.It's just that Fang Shuo didn't expect this to be noticed and used instead.She had no choice but to do whatever she could to get out of the war.If not, it would be tantamount to tying a chain to oneself if he was really a triumphant class teacher and appointed general and prime minister.

Zhao Zhouxing didn't know Zhezhu's many thoughts. After hearing Zhezhu's words, he just stared at the dark clouds outside in a daze. A few rays of sunlight leaked through the gaps. It should be a beautiful sunny day outside, "The trouble is over, where are you going?"

Zhezhu showed a strange look, as if he didn't understand why Zhao Zhouxing asked such a question.

"Zhezhu, where did you come from?" Zhao Zhouxing asked.

"From where." Zhe Zhu said.

"Where to go." Zhao Zhouxing said, she sighed, and finally asked what she wanted to ask the most, "If you solve this problem, will you stay?"

Zhezhu nodded as a matter of course.

But Zhao Zhouxing didn't see it, she just went on talking to herself, "Why?"

Zhe Zhu felt more and more strange, walked over and grabbed Zhao Zhouxing's wrist, and said after a while: "Visceral organs are hot, and the blood flow is accelerated, which is a syndrome of heat. You can take lotus seeds to clear away the heat."

Seeing that Zhao Zhouxing's face was pink again, Zhezhu stretched out his hand to explore, but Zhao Zhouxing hurriedly avoided, shook off Zhezhu's hand, and fled away.

Zhezhu looked puzzled, stood there for a while, shook his head and decided not to think about it.

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