Drunk King and Minister

Han Zigao felt uneasy because Zhou Wenyu didn't kill Xiong Tanlang.What made him even more unexpected was that the news of his return to Jinkou spread in the blink of an eye.

Zhou Wenyu didn't intend to continue deliberately concealing it!

Han Zigao thought for a while, and he knew that although Zhou Wenyu knew that Xiong Tanlang had betrayed, he didn't pay much attention to it from the bottom of his heart, even more suspicious of him than Han Zigao.

What can Han Zigao do? !

Since Zhou Wenyu was so stubborn, any more words he said would be regarded as having ulterior motives.

Zhou Wenyu's protection and stubbornness will kill him sooner or later!

What Han Zigao can do is to arrange his own army for his own benefit.

After Zhou Di was defeated and Zhou Wenyu was separated, there has been no news.Zhou Wenyu also had the worst plan in mind-----I am afraid that Zhou Di has already been killed in the chaos.

But on this day, I actually received a letter from Zhou Di.

Zhou Wenyu was overjoyed and asked all the soldiers to come to Daying to discuss the future matters.

The moon shadow outside the camp tent was sparse, revealing a sense of bleakness. Han Zigao waited outside the main camp, looked down at the moon shadow, and frowned slightly.

I always feel that tonight will not be peaceful.

"The general lets you in!" The guard who notified came out and signaled to Han Zigao that he could go in.

Han Zigao nodded slightly, took a step, but paused when he approached the tent door.

He turned his head and glanced at the guard lightly.

His eyes were slightly cold.

Turn around and go in.

There were dozens of armored armor standing on both sides, and the familiar general was tied up and thrown in the middle.

A man stood with his hands behind his back, his nails were stained with blood, and at his feet was a dead body that was still bleeding from the neck.

With silver hair and long beard, his angry eyes are wide open, and he will not rest in peace.

Who else is it if it's not Zhou Wenyu!

Han Zigao stood between heavy weapons, with his fingertips lightly clasped around his waist.

"General Han." The man standing with his hands behind his back slowly turned around, revealing a face full of scars, "Don't come here without any problems."

"General Xiong." Han Zigao nodded.

"Why, don't you kneel in front of me and beg me to spare your life?!"

Han Zigao had kept his eyes on Zhou Wenyu ever since he entered the tent. Hearing Xiong Tanlang's words, his eyelashes flickered slightly, and he swept his gaze over Xiong Tanlang's face, and then looked away indifferently.

Xiong Tanlang's expression cracked: "Your life is in my hands now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the dozen or so soldiers rushed towards Han Zigao from all sides.

"Han knows." Han Zigao sighed, "It seems that I shouldn't go back to Jinkou, but it's a pity that General Zhou died between the teeth of a poisonous snake he cultivated himself."

Xiong Tanlang stepped over Zhou Wenyu's body as if he had heard some joke, and laughed twice.

"He is aboveboard? Ridiculous!"

Han Zigao sneered, and looked at Xiong Tanlang with pity: "It's always a thousand times more open and aboveboard than you!"

"Shut up!" Xiong Tanlang took a few thousand steps, his gaze like a wolf, "If you left Jinkou in peace, I planned to let you go!"

"Why are you talking about letting me go? I'm afraid, from the moment I arrived in Yuzhang, you never planned to let me go." Han Zigao finally shifted his gaze to Xiong Tanlang, "Who the hell are you?"

It is Chen Baxian's fault that Chen Jun is unfavorable.

Zhou Wenyu's tragic death cannot be blamed on others.

From beginning to end, Han Zigao cared most about Xiong Tanlang's true identity.

Xiong Tanlang's laughter was a little hoarse and terrifying: "Aren't you very good now? Huh?"

"If Han is powerful, there are already fifteen corpses in this camp." Han Zigao glanced at the soldiers around him, "But in the eyes of Han, they are no different from dead people."

"Idiots talking about dreams!" Xiong Tanlang took two steps, drew his knife and pointed at Han Zigao, "As long as I give an order, you will be chopped into meat! So, you should obediently kneel down and beg for mercy, maybe I can spare your life !"

"No, you won't kill me." Han Zigao smiled resolutely, "Because I haven't guessed who you are? You haven't enjoyed my surprise yet, how could you easily take my life?"

When Han Zigao saw the hilt of the knife in Xiong Tanlang's hand tremble and then calmed down, he knew that he had made the right bet.

"Put them all down!"

Han Zigao looked at Xiong Tanlang's furious appearance with some amusement, let the guards wrap a few ropes around him, and walked down calmly.

He was taken to a more spacious tent.

Han Zigao looked around, feeling flattered.

Is it not in line with the status of a prisoner to monopolize such a camp as a prisoner?

The feeling of being tied to the rope was not very pleasant, Han Zigao twisted his wrist, glanced at the door gods standing outside the tent, and simply lay down on the bed to rest.

In fact, his palms were already full of sweat.

When the guard let him in, he felt something was wrong with that person's expression.

Zhou Wenyu summoned the generals because of Zhou Di's letter, but died at the hands of Xiong Tanlang, who knew he was a traitor.

Apart from being surprised and regretful, Han Zigao felt more helpless.

Good luck tricks people, that's the destiny.

It's just about Xiong Tanlang, he must figure it out!If you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you get a tiger cub!

Han Zigao didn't wait long.

"You are very leisurely!" Xiong Tanlang kicked Han Zigao who was lying on the bed, but Han Zigao turned around and dodged deftly.

"General Xiong has a bad temper. The recent weather is not suitable for getting angry." Han Zigao sat up and turned his stiff neck, "I don't know how long the general is going to tie this rope."

"Drink it and I'll unlock it for you." Xiong Tanlang pressed a small celadon bottle to Han Zigao's mouth.

Han Zigao raised his eyebrows: "Han has no right to choose."

Seeing Han Zigao's half-open lips, Xiong Tanlang obviously did not expect that Han Zigao would be so obedient.

"What's your idea!" Xiong Tanlang suddenly stopped Han Zigao's jaw, "Don't think you can escape!"

"Han doesn't have the right to choose." Han Zigao pressed his lips against the edge of the porcelain vase, opening and closing, Xiong Tanlang's heart was agitated.

Xiong Tanlang snorted coldly, pulled the red cloth from the mouth of the porcelain bottle, and put it on Han Zigao's lips: "Drink!"

Han Zigao drank it all, and he didn't forget to taste it: "It tastes good, but it's too weak. Adding some sugar will definitely..."

"Enough!" Xiong Tanlang was almost furious at Han Zigao's pretending to be crazy, "How can you? How can you be so indifferent! So calm!"

"Do you know who I am!" Xiong Tanlang's eyes were red, his teeth were gritted, and his hand was tightly stuck on Han Zigao's shoulder, "I'm Cao Qingping! I'm Cao Qingping!!"

Cao Qingping, Xiong Tanlang, Yuzhang, Jiankang, Hou Jing's rebellion, Liu Mansion, Cao Mansion, beheading, defeat...

Many things are connected in an instant.

Han Zigao had guessed many people, but he had never guessed about Cao Qingping.

Sure enough, he was still too narrow-minded, thinking that if he would kill everyone, he would really be able to kill everyone.

Look, isn't this one missing?

In order to avoid disfiguring his face into such a state, he still underestimated this person.

"Do you know what you just drank? Brothels are the most effective for dealing with ignorant people!" Xiong Tanlang began to untie the rope on Han Zigao's body, and the smile on the scar was a bit pervasive.

Han Zigao closed his eyes, frowned, and did not answer.

Weakness, dryness, emptiness...

He had already mentioned it once before, how could he not know what it was that he drank.

"It's useless, even if you stab yourself ten knives, it's useless." Xiong Tanlang raised Han Zi's chin, "This medicine can make a chaste woman change. What you owe me, you have to pay me back today!!"

"I don't owe you anything, but you owe me half my life!" Han Zigao suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Xiong Tanlang fiercely.

Xiong Tanlang was startled by the chill in Han Zigao's gaze, and quickly recovered.

"Why, are you still thinking about your brother Cheng?" Xiong Tanlang tightened his hands, leaving red marks on Han Zigao's bright and fair chin, "Tonight, I will let you miss Cao Qingping for the rest of your life!"

The author has something to say:

Han Zigao won't be so stupid as to drink alcohol regardless, so don't worry.

However, I'm going to ask for leave again, for Chinese New Year.Hehehe, you know, when relatives come to visit, there are very few opportunities to update the text.

Try to update it, maybe one day there will be an article.