Linzhi

I haven't seen him for a few years, but He Zhan's strength seems to be getting stronger. He Rong struggled a bit, but didn't break free, so he didn't bother to move.

"I have a sore throat and I don't want to quarrel with you." He Rong said with a hoarse voice.

Although the doctor said that spitting out his blood would be good for his body, in fact, he issued such a warning because his body had accumulated a certain degree of fatigue. However, after that, the situation became tense, and he had to lead the troops south ,Running all the way, naturally I can't take care of recuperation, my anger has risen for a few days, my mouth is dry, my throat hurts, and I don't want to talk easily.

"How did you know I would argue with you!"

He Zhan originally wanted to say something, but when he heard this, he couldn't help but get angry.

Are you arguing now?He Rong rolled his eyes.

"Have you received my letter?" He Zhan took a deep breath.

He Rong hummed, expressionless.

All the coldness and rigidity that he had supported disappeared at this moment, and He Zhan smiled bitterly: "At that time, I learned that Chang'an fell, and only the second brother stayed behind. It's gone." He Zhan expressed his mood at that time in a flat tone, but the two were close, and He Rong could clearly hear the depression and fluctuations under the flatness.

"At the beginning, I didn't understand why the second brother insisted on going there even though he knew it might be a dead end. Then I thought, maybe he wanted to make up for the shortcomings in the past. Because since he returned to Beijing, he has always wanted to make contributions, but a mistake made him He failed to go to the Western Turks with us, and later wanted to go to the front line, but was blocked by the prince repeatedly, but he couldn't make it. Finally, he had a great victory in Ganzhou, but in the end it was wasted in the internal struggle with the prince. In his heart, he Should have been a hero."

Even without a heroic beginning, I hope to have a heroic ending.

In the dead of night, He Zhan thought of the past again and again. He remembered that when he was in Zhushan, his second brother took him up the mountain and taught him how to draw a bow and shoot arrows and how to shoot more prey.During the Mid-Autumn Festival in those years, the family members sat around the yard, even though they were too poor to afford mooncakes, they could still have fun while drinking noodle soup, sharing the joys and sorrows.

He even remembered the clothes that his concubine Yuan Shi sewed for them at that time, the expression of his father who was blown bearded and stared at by them, his elder brother helping him lie in front of his father, and Shiro spent tens of pennies to win back a pigeon It must be said that the pigeon was psychic, and was chased and beaten by his father for most of the night.

I even remember that the third brother held his hand and taught him to write his name. I remembered that the two brothers fell asleep together. .

All of that flashed before his eyes like a revolving lantern, but the more vivid the memory, the more miserable the reality.

Because most of the relatives who can talk and laugh in memory are no longer alive.

The more grief he felt, the more he needed a vent. In front of outsiders, He Zhan could still bear it, but he couldn't help feeling resentful when facing his closest relatives.

If the third brother can send troops to rescue in time...

If the second brother is willing to leave Chang'an...

In the final analysis, these grievances are nothing but incompetent self-blame.

"At that time, the Xiao family had an alliance with the Turks. When the Turks went south, they would also send troops from Liangzhou, echoing each other. Chen Wei took a lot of people from Ganzhou. The remaining few people alone cannot defend Ganzhou. , if I go south, Ganzhou will face the situation of falling."

He Rongyuan didn't bother to say a word, but he finally spoke because he knew that his heart softened.

Even with a heart of stone, there is a corner that is reserved for special people.

"At that time, the Turkic people were overwhelming, and the court didn't have the determination to fight to the end. You're not wrong. From a selfish point of view, I really don't want to go south."

He Rong sneered, took advantage of He Zhan's strength to relax a little, pushed the person away, and turned to face him.

"Because I know that even if I bring people there, it will only end up like Chen Wei. As the emperor, His Majesty refuses to stick to Chang'an. Before the enemy arrives, he pats his ass and leaves. What's the use? Even if I took people south to stop the Turkic people for a while, if Ganzhou fell, the Xiao family would definitely go straight to the Central Plains from Ganzhou, rejecting wolves at the front door and attracting tigers at the back door, Li Kuan would still encourage His Majesty to leave Jingnan Avoid. Your majesty has soft ears, he would rather trust Li Kuan who gets along with him day and night, than a son who is outside all day and he doesn't like him. What's more, Li Kuan has military power in his hands, and it has become a climate."

"At the end of the day, the world is today, and most of it is Your Majesty's fault. If the second brother has any complaints with those people who died in vain, he should go underground to find His Majesty!" He Rong said coldly.

He Zhan never thought that his third brother would say such unkind and disrespectful words. He looked at him like a stranger, but couldn't find a word to refute.

"Now the overall situation is uncertain. Although Fu Nian is seriously injured, the Turkic army is still there. It is unclear where they will go. You should not underestimate them. If you want to fight with me, wait until Fu Nian and Li Kuan are taken care of before you fight again. I am tired. Go back first."

He Zhan smelled an unusual aura from his sentence "You want to fight with me", but before he could understand, the other party turned around and prepared to ride back to the city, making it clear that he didn't want to talk to him any more.

Naturally, he couldn't let people go away.

After leaving like this, I am afraid that the rift that existed in the first place will never be healed again.

"He Zhenguan!"

He Rong's forehead twitched.

Promising, dare to call with the last name.

But it was not this claim that made him change color.

He Rong said angrily: "Let go!"

"Don't let go." He Zhan hugged his waist tightly, "As soon as you let go, you will definitely leave!"

Without saying a word, He Rong raised his bamboo stick and beat the opponent directly.

He was merciless in his strikes, and He Zhan was beaten so painfully that he had to let go of his hands and run away with his head in his arms.

"I just blurted it out, I didn't mean it!"

He Zhan was hit on the neck and almost fainted from the pain. He had no choice but to dodge the opponent's bamboo stick with his hands, then knelt on the ground and hugged He Rong's thigh. "Third brother!"

He Rong: "..."

He Zhan: "Actually, as soon as the letter was sent, I regretted it!"

He smiled bitterly and said: "I know that it will hurt your heart and our brother's feelings, but I couldn't help it at the time... because I care too much, I care about the friendship between us. If we get along day and night, I must obey you. But we haven't seen each other for a few years, and it's far and wide. In my heart, chaos is inevitable, especially in such a situation! Later, I sent you two more letters, but the situation was chaotic, and I don't know if the letters were not delivered. , or you received it but did not reply, and I never received a reply.”

After a long silence, He Rong finally said: "I do want to fight for that seat, but I never thought of putting your majesty and the others to death, otherwise the elder brother and the second elder brother would have died many times. I am different from Li Kuan, you should believe me mine."

He Zhan felt a pain in his heart, and hurriedly said, "Of course I believe it!"

He never thought that the question he blurted out under his grief and anger would become a knife that hurt their brother's feelings.

If he could turn back time, he wished he could give his past self a slap in the face.

He Rong patted him on the shoulder: "Let go, get up."

He Zhan half knelt on the ground, hugging his brother's thigh, tears streaming down his face, as indecent as he wanted, he didn't care so much just now, now he came back to his senses and couldn't help feeling embarrassed.

But embarrassment is embarrassment, it can make the third brother loose, it doesn't matter if he is more embarrassing, no one will see anyway.

"Then you forgive me?" He raised his head, as if he wouldn't let go until you let go.

"...The bamboo stick is still here." He Rong said angrily, "Xiao Chong is still waiting for me in the city!"

He Zhan stood up with a smile, but refused to hand over the bamboo stick.

"With me here, what more bamboo sticks do you need?"

Involuntarily breaking up, he took He Rong's arm, tied the bamboo stick to the horse's back, and led the horse towards the city gate with one hand.

In order not to be seen with tears on his face when he entered the city, He Zhan wiped his face with He Rong's robe when he got up.

The veins on He Rong's forehead were throbbing violently, and it was hard for him to resist the urge to beat him up.

……

When Li Kuan left Dengzhou, he deliberately left his confidant, Vice-General Jiang, to garrison Rangcheng. He had prepared two rear routes. Let the Turkic people go to fight He Rong or the rebels first. Second, if He Zhan and others pass through Dengzhou, they can look for opportunities to plot behind their backs, so that they can take advantage of the situation to recruit He Zhan's troops.

However, he didn't expect that his appetite was too big, but his mouth was too small. Vice General Jiang plotted against He Zhan, but He Zhan and He Rong joined forces to kill him.

The first thing Xiao Zhong and Tan Jin did after they entered the city was to understand the remaining forces of Vice General Jiang in the city, and to hold Rangcheng firmly in their hands as soon as possible.

Vice-General Jiang was dead, and the rest were just headless flies without a leader. Tan Jin wisely did not compete with Xiao Zhong for the right to dispose of him, and let Xiao Zhong's men quickly control the entire Rang City, because in his opinion, if there was no With King An present, King Xing naturally has the means of luck to become the overlord of one party, but with King An present, in that position, King An is still expected by all.

By the time He Rong and He Zhan entered the city, the city had basically stabilized.

Intentionally or not, He Zhan didn't question Tan Jin why he allowed Xiao Chong to control the power in the city. He just comforted the soldiers and asked them to go out to clean up the battlefield. Tan Jin said a word: If you are undecided, you can ask King An.

Tan Jin understood and felt that the two brothers should have reconciled.

That's good too, so that they don't get caught in the middle, and it's difficult to do right or left.

Everyone yearns for the position of supreme being in the world, but how many people can really sit firmly?

Thinking of Emperor Jiayou, the crown prince, and King Ji, Tan Jin couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"I heard that Mr. Tan used to work in Fangzhou?"

A questioning voice came from behind, Tan Jin turned around, instead of looking at the scene of ruins under the tower, he looked at Xiao Chong who was walking towards him.

"General Xiao is too polite, you can just call me Biaozi Zhen." Tan Jin didn't like Xiao Zhong's strong killing spirit, but it was very likely that everyone would be officials in the same court in the future, so he didn't want to show his face too much. "I did serve as the governor of Fangzhou for several years."

Xiao Chong smiled: "Na Zhenshi also called me Zhiyuan. It's a coincidence that my ancestral home is Fangzhou. Unfortunately, the war broke out and my family was separated. Later, when my father returned to his hometown to find me, the family was alone. I'm all alone."

Tan Jin sighed: "Since ancient times, there have been many ups and downs and hardships, and the hardships are common people, but Brother Zhiyuan has outstanding talents, no matter what, there will always be a bright future."

Xiao Chong smiled and said: "Rise and fall are more difficult than disaster. This is a good saying. I hope His Highness Wang An can regain the old rivers and mountains, and restore the world to a stable and peaceful one."

Hearing these words, Tan Jin thought to himself that this person was different from ordinary military generals, he was not bloodthirsty and greedy for meritorious deeds, and he always implied that he was the destiny of King An. .

"To be honest, I am here today because of His Highness Wang An's kindness." He smiled, and finally turned out his trump card. "I also believe that only His Royal Highness King An can turn the tide!"

……

After all, it was a long-distance horseback ride, and he was not a warrior. After arranging some aftermath, He Rong felt a bit overwhelmed, and before he had time to have a long talk with Tan Jin, he left the trivial matters to Xiao Chong, thinking about lying down for half an hour, so that he could recover his energy before talking. .

Unexpectedly, this sleep will go straight to dark.

When he woke up again, the candle on the table was flickering brightly, and he didn't know who lit it.

There are insects chirping outside the window, the moonlight is faint, and the night is just right.

He Rong was sitting on the bed, he couldn't remember how long he hadn't listened to the wind at night like this, letting his mind go quietly.

The door was gently pushed open, and He Zhan was holding a bowl and wanted to come in, but he probably didn't expect that he had already woken up, he was slightly taken aback, somewhat in a dilemma.

He Rong frowned: "Do you want me to have a cold tomorrow?"

He Zhan came to his senses, hurried into the room, and closed the door behind his back.

"I asked the kitchen to make some lotus seed soup, thinking that you would be hungry after waking up..." He Zhan felt a little uncomfortable.

Seeing that He Rong didn't speak, he was secretly disappointed, put down the bowl, forced a smile and said, "Then third brother, eat slowly, I'll go out first."

"Did I let you go?"

When He Zhan pressed his hand on the door, a slow voice came from behind him.

"Go and boil some hot water, I have a leg ailment."