Born short-lived

But it's so hard to die, just when he was in the right mood, the spirit inspector who accompanied the army who didn't open the pot came rushing to make people hate him.Seeing the man greet them with a smile on his face, Luo Chi suddenly felt that the air beside him became cold for a while.He trembled in his heart, turned his head to look at Zhou Zirong cautiously, but saw that the man was still smiling steadily.

But the spirit inspector was already warming up to himself, cupped his hands, and said in a straight voice: "Miangui's surname is Jiang, his name is Huaikong, and his name is Congliu. I don't know what General Zhou's name is?"

Zhou Zirong also seemed to be happy to accompany the smile, cupped his hands and said: "My surname is Zhou, my name is Xi, and my name is Zirong. If the spiritual inspector doesn't have any grudges, I will call it Zirong."

"Then I won't be polite," Jiang Huaikong laughed, and then turned his head to look at Luo Chi who had been silent all this time, "This must be Mr. Luo, right?"

Luo Chi was in a daze when he noticed that the eyes of the two people were turning to him, and he immediately reacted, clapping his hands hurriedly and said, "I don't have a name for Luo Chi, please ask the spiritual inspector...uh...call it whatever you want!"

The spirit inspector was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and then laughed loudly: "Little General Luo, what are you talking about? Your brother, General Luo Gengluo, is also a well-known figure. Doesn't this name offend you?"

Instead, he said to Zhou Xi: "Jiang has also studied the matter of the East China Sea. It's a pity for Marshal Zeng. But if you don't remonstrate with him, you can chase after him. Jiang will definitely live up to his high expectations and never let similar things happen again. It’s just that Jiang is humble and has never traveled far, let alone to the East China Sea. When the time comes to a different place, General Zhou will take care of him.”

Zhou Zirong said with a smile: "That's natural. If Donghaijiang treats anyone badly, it won't treat the Lingcha envoy badly... I don't know if the Lingcha envoy is the thing in the cup?"

"Drinking addiction."

Zhou Zirong: "Then we have hit it off, and then we will give Ling Cha Envoy a famous wine from the East China Sea to clean up the dust for Ling Cha Envoy."

Jiang Huaikong's eyes lit up when he heard it, knowing that the fine wine from the world of mortals and golden powder has long been famous, he laughed and said: "Then I will be disrespectful!"

As for the spirit inspector who arrived in the East China Sea, he was greeted with two large carts of famous wine from the East China Sea and a table for a welcome feast. Everyone came here to be overwhelmed, and the next day they were still foolishly happy, and the praise of the name is a later story.

After the Wutan Festival, because of the little princess's tenth birthday, Zhou Zirong had to stay in the capital for a while.

When Zhou Zirong finally returned to Haijiang, the queen will take care of the rest of the mess.The disaster in the East China Sea has been rumored in Sifang Continent as early as, with different opinions, and the number of rumor versions is even more amazing.The queen went to meet the emperor of Panyang in person without telling the countries of the Quartet Alliance. As a result, the two old foxes knew something was wrong as soon as they met.

In October in the capital, Zhou Zirong led the people back to the East China Sea, stationed in the sea, and strictly controlled the six major passes of the East China Sea. The Jianghuai Air Force was stationed with the army to perfect the deployment of the Great Wall.

In December in the capital, the Quartet Alliance sent envoys to Hua Xu to invite him to the meeting.

In January of the following year, Zhou Zirong was ordered to go to the sea to attend the meeting with the cabinet minister Li Chongwen on behalf of Hua Xu.

On the eve of his departure, Zhou Zirong and Jiang Huai Kong returned to the palace early to rest after discussing the meeting period.

He came back almost as soon as it got dark, so early that even Bafu didn't realize it for a moment, wondering if he should have extra dinner.After all, he was usually so busy that almost everyone was asleep when he came back.But Zhou Zirong just didn't want to eat anything and went to bed early.

It's not surprising that the Blessed Ones are making such a fuss, it's really uncharacteristic.

——Zhou Zirong was always busy getting up early and returning home late. Since Dong Sheng left, without the nagging and torment of the little ghost, he has become even more obsessed.

I got up early in the morning before dawn to practice swordsmanship, went to the school grounds to inspect and inspect in the morning, and returned to the palace at noon to discuss the East China Sea with a group of people over lunch.In the afternoon, if Jianghuaikong didn't find something for him to do, he would continue to study and practice swordsmanship. After dinner, he would go to the pass and practice swordsmanship when he came back.

After the practice, if he still has the strength, he will continue to read. He will not go to sleep until the middle of the night, because he can't stand it anymore, and he can't bear it to urge him to sleep.

Bafu really didn't understand why this person tossed himself so ferociously, he almost couldn't stop for a moment.I always feel that if I continue to burn the oil like this, even the rough-skinned and thick-skinned people will be finished.

But this reason is only understood by Zhou Zirong himself, but it is not enough for outsiders.

In the afternoon, he was dragged away by Jiang Huai Kong, a flea who feared the world would not be chaotic. The guy pointed to the Great Wall defense map that had been changed many times and said this was not good, and then said that was not good. All good enough.

On the way back, Jiang Huaikong didn't know whether it was a sudden blessing to his heart or deliberately not to mention which pot, so he suddenly chatted with him about the missing His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

As a result, the name and those things that Zhou Zirong forcibly suppressed in his heart and did not dare to mention them seemed to have been backlogged for too long and finally burst the embankment, becoming out of control.

He bid farewell to the spirit inspector with a look of hesitation, swayed back almost out of his mind, and then he didn't want to do anything, and went straight back to the bed to recover the corpse.

But people who are used to staying up late will definitely not be able to fall asleep if they suddenly go to bed early.

Fortunately, Zhou Zirong had the self-knowledge that he would not be able to sleep, so he stopped tossing and turning to make pancakes, but lay quietly on his back to dry the salted fish.

In the past, when the two of them bowed their heads and looked up, they didn't have such a heart-wrenching feeling.Now that this person is missing, a big piece of his life is suddenly missing.Every day I feel empty, and I even feel a little anxious-is that person still okay?How would he survive without himself and the marshal to shelter him from the wind and rain, and when the sky collapsed and the earth collapsed to support him?Will it... be in danger?

Or will he come back?Will he be a stranger in the world like this?

When he thinks of this, he will feel powerless for a while.

Originally, I thought that this life would make him Chang'an forever. Whether he stays in the East China Sea to be mediocre or not to be famous in history, he has made enough achievements in his previous life. In this life, he just wants to make him safe...

Zhou Zirong still clearly remembered the days when he first met the little prince.

At that time, the little life-threatening ghost didn't have the demeanor of the great emperor thousands of years ago, and he didn't know a single word. Zeng Fenglei was afraid that he would fail the emperor's trust, so he invited the best gentleman in Donghai to teach him.The old man devoted himself to the mission of preaching, teaching and dispelling doubts.Even a well-known teacher may not necessarily produce a high-quality apprentice, and the little devil who didn't enter the oil and salt almost drove the old man to the sky, and Zeng Fenglei beat him countless times for this matter.

Seeing that the old man who was like a candle in the wind was about to "become a fairy", but who touched which of the crown prince's inverse scales, Dong Sheng's unshakable two-skinned face was successfully stimulated—enlightened .So he suddenly worked hard while everyone was stunned, and in the end he really managed to learn decently.

When Dong Sheng didn't understand something, he didn't want to ask his husband, but instead he always went to Prince Beizhao's mansion to ask Zhou Zirong.He almost made Zhou Zirong out of his fault of being a good teacher.

Zhou Zirong lay on the bed and thought about it for an unknown amount of time, and he fell asleep in a daze until midnight.His thoughts were too complicated, so that when the dream that haunted him for several months resurfaced again, he didn't realize it.

In fact, he has often had the same dream in the past few months, but every time he fell into the dream, he was unconscious, as if he was being led away by something...

In the dream, there was an endless fire, but he couldn't feel the slightest heat.The raging fire turned the earth into scorched earth, and there was a person standing in the midst of the flames.

The man turned his back to him, holding a blood-stained epee in his hand, wearing black clothes and armor, the heat wave was roiling, and his clothes flapped.

There was a pool of water in front of that person, so calm that there was no wave, it was dead silent.The raging fire that filled the sky could not reflect a gleam of brilliance on the water surface, all the light and heat seemed to be sucked in, the pool was as black as ink, bottomless.

Zhou Zirong wanted to approach almost instinctively, but there was always a vague distance between them. He wanted to try to reach out for a hand, but his knees made him kneel down uncontrollably.

The knee suddenly touched the ground, but the expected stiffness and pain did not come, instead it was a soft touch.

Zhou Zirong's scalp tingled for a while, and a strong bloody smell wrapped in a strange burnt smell unexpectedly filled his entire nasal cavity, causing his stomach to churn.

He looked down and found himself kneeling on a corpse—one of countless corpses.

Looking around, he found that under the raging fire, corpses were strewn across the fields, blood was flowing, and they were crackling like firewood.It was only then that Zhou Zirong realized that the hem of the man's black robe had already been soaked in blood, and the sleeves of the robe flew up, revealing a small section of slender wrist—a large scar from the fire.

Gradually, the figure of that person was also obliterated by the flames, and disappeared without a trace...

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