I'm a Buddhist foster child

The art of war, last time he suffered a loss in the hands of Hao Abao, how could he fall in Hao Abao's hands this time?Besides, they were the ones who attacked the Qi army last time, but this time it was the Qi army who came in with a sneak attack. Without preemptive strikes, how could Hao Abao's small fishing boat go head-to-head with the Qi army's warships with pebbles and rocks?

Hao Abao said impatiently: "This won't work, that won't work either. Could it be that you just watch the Qi army come to your door? I think you are a mess, you can't do anything without the general, useless!"

Hao Abao was outspoken, and his words were not very pleasant to listen to. Yu Wenhui immediately exploded when he heard it, saying: "We are useless? A useless person is better than a surrender like you! You insist on leading the army, is it because of some ulterior motives? I'm afraid it's just a matter of sight. The situation is not right, if you want to take soldiers and horses against the Gozi bandits!"

Hearing him insulting the lord, Wolfpi stopped immediately, stepped forward with staring eyes, and growled, "What did you say?! You have the guts to say it again!"

Yu Wenhui laughed and said, "What's the matter? I'll say it again!? I, Yu Wenhui, can act upright and sit upright, just like you unruly barbarians!"

"That's great!" Hao Abao sneered and said, "Now we are called barbarians? Yes, we are barbarians! Isn't it time for you to rush to recruit you and me? Zhou Jun is a Handy landlubber, without me, I'll see how you guys fight water battles, just go drink water!"

Yu Wenzhou hurriedly grabbed Yu Wenhui and said, "Brother, now is not the time for internal strife, so don't say a few words."

When he reached this point, Hao Abao sneered and said, "I don't think you are a good guy! Every day, you put on a noble face."

"What did you say!?" Yu Wenhui heard him insulting his elder brother, and immediately became angry again. He stepped forward, grabbed Hao Abao by the collar, almost pulled Hao Abao up, and said, "How dare you insult my elder brother?" ?!"

The scene became chaotic for a while, Li Wei and Yu Wenxian rushed to fight, but the crowd became more and more noisy and fierce. Yang Guangwu stood in the chaos with his hands behind his back, squinting, with a cold light in his eyes, and suddenly said: "Everyone! Shut up and stop arguing!"

Little Baozi's voice was grandma's, not too loud, but loud as soon as he spoke, everyone was startled and looked at Little Baozi in disbelief.

Yang Guang is only four or five years old now, but he looks calm in the face of danger, calmer than any of them, and said lightly: "Now my father is lying in bed in critical condition, and the Qi army has already arrived at the door of the house. You are not the bearers of the court!" The minister of the tripod is a well-known hero of the generation, but here he is cursing and arguing in the street, he is worse than a naughty boy like me, don't you feel ashamed?"

Yu Wenhui was still grabbing Hao Abao's collar, and the two of them blushed involuntarily. Yuwenhui let go of his hands fiercely, and instead of looking at Hao Abao, he turned to Li Que and said, "General Li, the people we can use How much in total? When will it be tidy at the earliest?"

Li Wei thought about it for a while, and was about to answer when he heard Yang Guang, the little bun, say, "Don't be alarmed, in fact, before father went to the banquet, he left a good plan in his pocket."

"Brilliant plan?" Everyone was taken aback.

Before Yang Jian fought against Gao Ana, he left a bag of tricks. He was captured on purpose, and he tried to lure Gao Ana to the bait step by step. Take it out at the most critical moment.

Now that Yang Guang said that he had a good plan, everyone subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, but felt that something was wrong. After all, Yang Jian’s last good plan was safe and sound, but this time...

In fact, there is no trick at all. The reason why Yang Guang said this is because he has a way to defeat the enemy, but when he said this way from the mouth of a four or five-year-old baby, others would not believe it, so Yang Guang pretended to be Yang Jian. In the name of his clever plan, in this way, the "long mouths" can be blocked.

"What kind of clever plan is it?!" Yu Wenhui did not doubt him, and said, "Little nephew, what clever plan does your grandpa have, show it quickly."

Yang Guang said, "Wait a minute."

He said, turned around and ran into the house immediately, with a "squeak", closed the door with his little feet, and entered the inner room.

Yang Guang was not in a hurry, he first walked to the side of the bed and looked at Yang Jian who was lying on the bed with his eyes closed and lethargic. Although the medical officer said that Yang Jian was not in danger of dying, no matter how he looked at it, Yang Jian was only dying. The whole person is dying, and his face is pale with the same honey scented paper, not only white, but also withered...

Yang Guang stared at that haggard face, and said softly: "You can't die, I haven't become a prince yet, if you die, who will pave the way for me..."

He said, no longer looking at Yang Jian, turned around and came to the side of the table, spread the honey scented paper with his small hands skillfully, picked up the writing brush next to it, dipped it in ink, and held his hand. The small sleeve gown was so as not to rub against it, so I started to write.

Yang Guang finished writing quickly, dried the honey scented paper, folded it, put it in a small kit, and then pushed open the door and walked out without haste.

"Little nephew, how are you!?" Yu Wenhui was the first to greet him.

Yuchi Youqi also said: "Little prince, where are the tricks?"

Li Wei said anxiously: "I can't wait any longer, the Qi army will cross the river!"

Yang Guang still had the same unhurried appearance, with ease, his chubby face raised a smile, and said, "Please trouble Uncle Li to prepare two boats, not too many boats, just two."

As he spoke, he raised his little meaty hand and made a gesture. Two short and thick little fingers and lotus root joints, the meat is very cute.

Li Wei said in surprise: "The Qi army has more than a dozen warships, and we only prepare two?"

Yang Guang nodded solemnly, and said "Yes" in a full-fledged manner, but his voice was soft and milky, and his majesty was greatly compromised.

Li Wei gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! Two ships are not easy, and ten ships cannot be prepared, and two ships are just a matter of talking!"

The Qi army is approaching menacingly, and a dozen warships will definitely not be ready. It is not that there are no warships, but that there is no time. It takes time to prepare the warships. When they are ready, the Qi army may have already landed, but the two warships are not at all. All right, be ready in minutes.

Li Wei acted immediately, and Yu Wenhui said: "Little nephew, show the kit to the uncles!"

But Yang Guang shook his head and said, "It's not right, it's not right, father and father said, it's good to have this kit, and uncles just need to listen to what I say."

"Listen to you?!" Hao Abao said in shock: "Are you a little baby?"

Xiao Baozi smiled sweetly and said, "Only the little milk doll can do this, and no one else can do it."

The Qi army had come to the front, and there was no time to think about unnecessary things. Instead of arguing in the government office, it would be better to fight with them to the death. When everyone heard Yang Guang's words, they all thought it was Yang Jian's idea. Yang Jian can be said to have a clever plan, never missed a shot, so he agreed without hesitation, and they all followed Yang Guang out of the government office.

Li Wei had already prepared two warships. Everyone boarded the warships and slowly drove towards the river without leaving the river bank. Sure enough, they saw the Qi army's warships. More than a dozen warships lined up in that posture. It was unstoppable, and the sails covered the sky and the sun. In comparison, these two warships were so small that they were really not enough to look at.

Yu Wenhui held the saber in his hand, his palm was full of sweat, and his tiger eyes stared at the opponent's warship, as if he was afraid that they would make any movement, and the others would not be much better. what is it.

On the big ship of the Qi army, Hu Luguang was sitting in charge in person, wearing black armor and holding a long halberd, standing majestically on the deck, and beside him was the secretary Lang Zuting.

Although Zu Ting was just a secretary, but he had the secret order of the Northern Qi emperor in his hand, and his status was like an imperial envoy, and Hu Luguang couldn't do anything to him.

Hu Luguang's face was gloomy, and the air pressure in his whole body was very low. Zu Ting smiled and said: "Why is the general, the Zhou thief is about to be conquered, isn't the general happy?"

Hu Luguang said in a deep voice: "Both the king and the leading general have been captured by the Zhou bandits, and our army has lost two tiger generals. Who wears armor, and how can they break through the enemy?"

Zu Ting smiled and said: "Why did the general say that? Even if there is no King Lanling and the leading general in our army, we only lost two young soldiers. The real tiger general is you, General Chang Sheng." ?”

Hu Luguang glanced sideways at Zu Ting, Zu Ting's smile was extremely gloomy, the morning light had already risen, but it couldn't reach Zu Ting's eyes, Zu Ting said faintly: "In war, there are always sacrifices. Yes, King Lanling and the leading general died before the battle today, but in exchange for our army to win a complete victory, it is their honor to make the Zhou thieves feel ashamed and dare not move forward, isn't it? Of course, this last The glory, of course, should be attributed to you, the down-and-out general who defeated the Zhou thief!"

Hu Luguang listened to Zu Ting put on a high hat for himself, and saw the continuous Qi army warships, but felt a little sad. King Lanling was his long-forgotten friend, and Hu Luguang knew very well in his heart that Lanling It is impossible for the king to rebel, and King Lanling was not wrong at all, but because the emperor doubted King Lanling, he felt that King Lanling might hate him, so he acted preemptively, and simply killed King Lanling.

How can Hu Luguang not feel sad?After all, King Lanling is still a public clan, and what will happen to a Qing clan like Hu Luguang?

There is also Han Feng, although Han Feng is not a good minister, but he did not make any mistakes. Instead, he took the lead every time he killed the enemy. .

"General, haven't you ordered to send troops yet? What are you waiting for?!" Zu Tie raised his voice slightly, raised his face slightly, facing the early morning sun, Zu Tie's face shone with a ferocious light, and his expression could hardly be seen clearly .

Hu Luguang was ruthless, raised his hand, and was about to speak, at this moment, Zhou Jun suddenly began to speak loudly...

Yang Guang is a little bun, but he is sitting in the position of Zhou Jun's chief general, with his hands behind his back, holding the little brocade pouch in his hand, seeing that the Qi army is about to call, so he unhurriedly opened the little brocade pouch, Everyone looked down, and there were only two lines of poetry on it...

——"One hundred liters fly to the sky, and the bright moon shines on Chang'an".

Yu Wenhui was dumbfounded, and said: "This... what kind of nonsense is this, I don't know anything about it!"

Hao Abao also said: "This is the trick in the bag?! Are there other things in the bag?"

He said, grabbed the kit and shook it vigorously, turned the kit over and over again, but didn't see anything else.

Yu Wenxian repeated in a deep voice, "Haisheng? Mingyue?"

Langpi scratched the back of his head and said, "This...these meanings! I don't understand!"

But Yu Wenxian suddenly realized, and said: "Yes, yes... I understand."

Yu Wenhui said strangely: "What do you understand, you just said it!"

Yang Guang was very steady from the beginning to the end, he climbed up by stepping on the box, because he was short in stature, he specially found a few boxes to cushion him, and stood tall enough for Qi Jun to see.

Yang Guang stepped on the box, leaned on the railing of the ship, and said in a childlike voice: "Baisheng flies to the sky, and the bright moon shines on Chang'an!"

He looked like he was whispering something to the other party.

Just as Hu Luguang was about to order the dispatch of troops, he heard the little baby's ballad, faintly coming from the opponent's ship, followed by the resounding shout of the soldiers of the Zhou army, which was also the same ballad.

Hu Luguang frowned slightly, waved his hands to the little buns on the boat, waved at them, and said, "Uncle Hu Lu, father and father said that as long as you say this code word, you will kill Zu Ting and take refuge in your father." Father, Uncle Hulu, when you are crazy, do it!"

When Xiao Baozi said such words in the cutest and most innocent voice, Qi Jun was dumbfounded when he heard it, and they all whispered to each other.

When Hu Luguang heard it, he immediately scolded: "Nonsense! I, Hu Luguang, are loyal to Daqi, so how could I have any secret words with you Zhou thief!?"

The corner of Yang Guang's lips twitched, that's right, Hu Luguang was loyal. In his previous life, he, like King Lanling, died at the hands of his own people, so naturally he wouldn't talk to them in secret.

"A hundred liters fly to the sky, and the bright moon shines on Chang'an", in fact, this ballad was not "original" by Yang Guang, but from his previous life, the "initiator" of this ballad is none other than Zu Ting!

After Zu Teng gained power, because he hated Hu Luguang for insulting him as a blind person, and was jealous of Hu Luguang's wealth, and wanted to overthrow Hu Luguang to stabilize his power, he wrote this nursery rhyme and let it be circulated among the children in the market.

"Haisheng" is a Hu, and Huluguang's surname is Hulu, so this Baisheng naturally refers to Huluguang, and the meaning of flying to the sky is even simpler, which proves that Huluguang has reached the sky in one step.

"Mingyue" is Hu Luguang's character, Chang'an is the capital of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and the bright moon shines on the capital of the Northern Zhou Dynasty. It can be seen that Hu Luguang is very rebellious.

In his previous life, Zu Teng spread rumors widely in order to overthrow Hu Luguang. Hearing the rumors, the emperor of Northern Qi was very disturbed and vacillated. In the end, he killed Hu Luguang, and a generation of general Hu Luguang fell.

This ballad was originally created by Zu Ting. At this time, Zu Ting was still a secretary, and he hadn't been promoted to prime minister. Naturally, he hadn't made this ballad yet, but it didn't hinder anything. Yang Guang read this ballad in a childish voice. Ting Nai is a rare ghost, extremely intelligent, so he naturally understood the hint.

Yang Guang lay on the railing, waving his little feet leisurely, and put on a childlike appearance, and said, "Uncle Hulu, didn't you say that it is enough for Womeng to send two ships? Womeng's boats will come. Lah, when will Uncle Hulu arrest Zu Ting?"

Hu Luguang yelled, "It's nonsense!!"

Zu Ting was silent for a while, his face was clearly extremely ugly, but he said in his mouth: "General, how can the subordinates not trust the general, this is just a trick of the Zhou bandits."

Zu Ting was very smart. He knew that this was obviously just a trick of the other party, but he knew it was one thing, but what he thought in his heart was another.The ballad reminded Zu Teng that Hu Luguang was a good friend of King Lanling. Zu Teng sent troops to shoot and kill King Lanling. Hu Luguang had many objections. If he kept Hu Luguang, it would be a stumbling block. will be retaliated.

Although Zu Teng is a literati, he also has the ability to lead troops. He has always looked down on warriors. Even if there are no generals like Hu Luguang, Gao Changgong, and Han Feng in the army, Zu Teng feels that he can still lead troops in battle and win more than them. more beautiful.

"Baisheng flies to the sky, and the bright moon shines on Chang'an!"

"Baisheng flies to the sky—the bright moon shines on Chang'an—"

"One hundred liters fly into the sky..."

"The bright moon shines on Chang'an..."

Zhou Jun shouted in unison, one higher than the other, Yang Guang asked for two boats, but there were only a hundred soldiers, all of them were used to sing ballads, and the sound was like a bell, spreading across the water.

Listening to the ballad, Zu Ting suddenly felt a little shaken in his heart. If Hu Luguang was really allowed to command the soldiers and horses, defeat the Zhou army, and win the battle at such a great time, then the credit would naturally go to the general, not himself, the secretary Lang. , who can still remember that he ambushed the main general of the Zhou army?

Zu Ting squinted his eyes, yes, Hu Luguang must not let Hu Luguang win this battle, even if he wins, he must win it himself.

Zu Teng began to repent, so he said to Hu Luguang: "General, the bandits are very cunning this week. They use these catchy ballads to disturb our army's morale, and they only arranged two warships. Maybe there are some ambushes in ambush again, in the opinion of the subordinate officials, it is better to give up today."

"Give it up!?" Hu Luguang said in shock: "Our army has already suppressed the situation. The life and death of the thief master Zhou is uncertain. How can we give up just because of a few children's songs?! Such a good opportunity must not be missed, and it will never come again! !"

Of course Zu Teng knew that he only wanted to get rid of King Lanling and Han Feng a few days ago, and he forgot about Hu Luguang. Now he was awakened by the ballad, and felt that Hu Luguang could not receive military merits, so he said cleverly Sophistry said: "Think twice, the general. The Zhou thieves are so cunning. Besides, they still have the villain Jihu who turned against him, and they only sent two soldiers and horses. There must be fraud ahead. If our ships pass by, the soldiers will be lost. This kind of thing Son, when the time comes to report to the imperial court, General, can you... afford it?"

Yu Wenhui held the saber tightly. He felt the handle of the saber was covered with sweat, and he could hardly hold it. He did not dare to take his eyes off for a moment. You are all smart people, can you believe in sowing discord?"

Yu Wenxian pondered and said: "It's because they are all smart people."

Yu Wenhui didn't understand what this meant, and Hao Abao and Langpi couldn't understand it even more. At this moment, they heard Yuchi Youqi say: "Look! The Qi army's warships have retreated."

"What?!" Yu Wenhui's eyes widened, he couldn't believe it, he rubbed his eyes several times, and said, "Really... really retreated!?"

Because of a song, did he really just leave?

Yang Guang still maintained the movement of lying on the railing, hooked his chubby lips, and couldn't help sneering. If there was only Hu Luguang in this army, he still couldn't guarantee to retreat. It must be a tough battle, but in the army With Zu Ting, a greedy and insufficient genius, Yang Guang was 120 worried, as long as he used a little trick, they would definitely not be able to fight, and the internal strife was not enough.

Yang Guang said in a childish voice, "Withdraw the troops."

……

Yang Jian fell into a coma, the surroundings were so dark that he couldn't see his fingers. He seemed to be submerged in water, sinking, sinking, sinking into a bottomless abyss.

Tired, sleepy, and powerless, whether it was darkness or pain, all these reminded Yang Jian of the shadows of his childhood, struggling in boundless pain with no end in sight.

If you want... just give up like this, it will be easier.

"You're dead... it's all over."

It seems that someone is talking to Yang Jian, no, the person who is talking to Yang Jian is not Yang Jian himself?

Yang Jian knew from the beginning to the end that he didn't have any dual personality at all. It was just the shadow of his childhood, which created a shadow of Yang Jian. Once he touched Yang Jian's pain, he would act like crazy and let go of his innermost feelings. The most "dark" side.

Yang Jian, who looks gentle and gentle and friendly, is actually an out-and-out... mad dog.

"When you're dead, you don't have to suffer anymore, you don't have to struggle anymore, how peaceful, how happy, how beautiful..." The "dark" mad dog ran out, laughed ferociously, and spared no effort to mock himself.

"You really..." His voice changed, and he said quietly, "You really, do you think so?"

"If you really think so, why do you have to struggle, why do you have to live, why do you have to cry and swallow the disgusting cake, why do you have to fight black fists with your head broken and bloody! Isn't your purpose...is to survive?!"

"Not at all..."

"I don't hesitate to live like a mad dog, and I don't want to give up. How can I give up at this time?"

In a daze, Yang Jian heard himself talking, the rough voice, with ferocious and crazy laughter, said hoarsely: "Yang Jian, remember... you mad dog, before you bite someone , can’t die.”

Yang Jian was in a daze, he was very tired, but he was right, he was a mad dog, he was always scarred, and he would never die before he bit someone...

"Father? Father..."

"Father……"

It seemed that someone was speaking in Yang Jian's ear again, his voice was soft and cute, soft and waxy, with a bit of maturity and stability.

That's right, it's my cheap son Yang Guang...

Yang Jian opened his eyes with all his strength, and the voice in his ears became louder, "Father? Father, are you awake?"

"The general is awake!"

"The general of the town army is awake!"

"My son! That's great, my son is awake!"

Everyone disembarked from the warship, before they had time to share the joy of retreating the enemy, they immediately rushed to the Yanzhou Governor's Mansion. When they entered the house, they saw Yang Jian's eyelashes trembling several times, as if he was about to wake up.

Yu Wenhui watched Yang Jian open his eyes, and said pleasantly: "Great! You finally woke up! We are so anxious! Look, little corn is crying!"

Yuchi Youqi rubbed his eyes hastily, his voice choked with sobs intermittently: "My son, that's great, my son woke up, I'll call the medical officer! I'll call the medical officer!"

Yang Guang had a stern face. Although his tone was as calm as possible, he didn't realize that it had turned into a small nagging, asking a series of questions: "Father, are you thirsty? Are you hungry? Does the wound hurt?" Pain? It’s because my father just woke up, it’s better not to talk, rest a lot, self-cultivation is important.”

Listening to what they said, Yang Jian rolled his eyes twice, but with a strange confusion in his eyes, he slowly stretched out his hand and touched it twice.

Yang Guang immediately stretched out his small fleshy hand, held Yang Jian's slender palm, and said, "Father?"

Yang Jian's throat rolled twice. He just woke up with a hoarse voice, with a slight dryness, and whispered: "It's so dark..."

……

Lanling King Gao Changgong and the leading general Han Feng were escorted, with chains wrapped around their bodies and heavy shackles around their necks. After they were brought back to the Yanzhou General Manager's Mansion, they were all imprisoned. People are locked in a cell, two people share one room, and become neighbors across the door.

Han Feng was fidgeting, and the shackles rattled on his body. As he moved, Han Feng sat down on the ground for a while, stood up again, and leaned against the cell door to look out.

There was only the guard in charge of the guard outside the door, so Han Feng slammed the shackles on his neck against the cell door hard, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Come here!! Is there anyone! I'm thirsty, get me something!" Some water! I'm hungry, get me something to eat! I want some meat! Somebody! Somebody!"

Han Feng had a loud voice and kept yelling. The prisoner seemed unbearably disturbed. He walked over and glared and said, "Scream! Eat a fart! The general of the town army is seriously injured, and his life and death are uncertain. Who cares about you eating and drinking? If you're hungry, eat shit and drink urine!"

Gao Changgong, the king of Lanling at the opposite door, was much calmer. He was also wrapped in shackles and ropes, but he did not have Han Feng's restlessness and embarrassment. He sat upright on the ground, as if sitting on the most noble mat. Not bad, he is indeed a rare and unparalleled handsome man. His appearance does not seem to be in prison, but rather like a guest.

Even though King Lanling was so calm, he still moved his eyes when he heard the words "he was seriously injured" and "life or death is uncertain".

King Lanling slowly stood up and said, "Wait a minute."

The jailer said impatiently: "I told you that there is no food, go away!"

Gao Changgong said, "How is the general of the town army?"

The jailer sneered, and said, "It's so fresh, you Qi thief, don't care about our general's situation? You're a cat crying like a mouse, what kind of mercy are you pretending to be? Get lost!"

The prisoner didn't say much, and left quickly. Han Feng stared and said, "Hey! My food! Hey! Don't go!"

Han Feng watched the jailer leave, sighed, and sat on the ground of the Dama Jindao, tugging at his shackles, as if he wanted to adjust to a comfortable posture, because he was bored, he looked up at King Lanling, squinting Squeeze your eyes.

Han Feng laughed suddenly and said: "Why, you really care about the town general of the Zhou people? That's right, it's strange, when the camp caught fire, the general of the Zhou people's town army gave his life to save you. It's all right, tsk tsk, it's hard not to scrap this arm, I don't believe that you have nothing to do with it, you really have a leg?"

In the face of Han Feng's "ridiculousness", Gao Changgong seemed to have seen the big world, and he was very calm, which made Han Feng feel a little boring.

King Lanling was poisoned by Yang Jian's trash talk. Han Feng's petty fights were nothing at all, and he just said lightly, "He is a...weird."

For Northern Qi, the King of Lanling was a member of the public family and his own people, but his own people were suspicious of his own people, and his own people entrapd him.To Yang Jian, King Lanling was just an outsider, but Yang Jian helped him as an outsider again and again, not only saving his life, but also letting him go back to Yecheng.

Several times, King Lanling felt that his ignorance might anger Yang Jian, and it would be good to die, but Yang Jian was not angry at all.

It was the same this time. The King of Lanling saw the arrow of Leng Jian piercing Yang Jian's shoulder at a close distance. This is a fatal injury for a general. Even if the wound can be restored, it is absolutely impossible to restore it to its original state. ideal look.

Taking a ten thousand step back, Yang Jian is not a serious military general, he can let others go to battle and kill the enemy, and he can command by himself, but King Lanling knows that Yang Jian himself is good at cooking, and he always does some novel things in different ways. When the delicious food comes out, if there is something wrong with his arm, how can he handle the food?

King Lanling was in a daze, and said, "Why do outsiders seem more friendly when our own people frame our own people?"

"Heh!" Han Feng sneered and said, "My own person? Who is your own person? It means that you treat your own person as your own person, just wishful thinking!"

Han Feng is tall and looks like a martial artist on weekdays. As long as he can fight, he doesn't care about others, but now he said something so clear, and continued: "You said that General Zhenjun is a weirdo, and you Isn't he a weirdo? The arson this time was obviously the idea of ​​Zu Ting's grandson. You and I know that Zu Ting is just a little secretary. How can he be so bold? Take a step back and say, he Even if you have such courage, General Hu Lu can sit in the middle army, the general can't stop Zu Ting, can you guess the reason?"

Han Feng said faintly: "What other reason can there be? It must be the owner... who wants our lives! Of course, what the owner wants is probably your life, and I, Han Feng, are just being killed by you." I was implicated, and half of it was Zu Ting who thought I was not pleasing to the eye and wanted to eliminate dissidents. To put it bluntly, literati are his mother's troubles, insidious and cunning, and it will be hard to find them! Bastards, if I go out from here, I will definitely pick them up Only by biting his skin and gnawing his bones can he relieve his hatred!"

Han Feng just sighed, and said: "Alas - now that we are in the hands of the Zhou people, your so-called own people may not come to rescue us, it's a good thing not to stab the knife in the back, I don't think you will either." Too many expectations, we should eat and drink, the key is that we don't have to eat or drink now, what a fucking bad luck!"

Speaking of this, Han Feng suddenly heard the sound of "Tatatatah...", Han Feng's eyes lit up, and he immediately said, "Is the food delivery person here?"

Following the sound of the footsteps, the jailer's attitude was very respectful: "Little son, General Hussars, Duke of Qi."

It turned out that it wasn't the delivery man who came, but Yang Guang entered the cell together with Yu Wenhui and Yu Wenxian.

When the three of them walked into the cell, Yu Wenhui's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot that hadn't been cleaned in 100 years, and even Yu Wenxian, who had always been calm and calm, looked serious.

Yu Wenxian said coldly: "Open the cell."

The jailer stepped forward to open the cell door, and King Lanling immediately stood up and said, "How is the general of the town army? How is his injury?"

"You fucking have the face to ask!?" Yu Wenhui's face turned red instantly, his eyes were bloodshot, he strode forward, grabbed King Lanling's lapel, yanked it fiercely, and said viciously: "It's all You mediocre dogs! I will kill you today!"

When King Lanling heard this, his heart skipped a beat, he ignored Yu Wenhui's tone, and asked, "How is the injury of General Zhenjun?!"

Yu Wenhui snorted hard, but did not speak, Yu Wenxian's face was also gloomy, his lips trembled twice, but he also did not speak.

Seeing the expressions of the two, King Lanling was even more confused, and heard the little bun say in a milky but calm voice: "The injury you are referring to is father's leg injury, shoulder injury, or Eye injury?"

"What... what?" At first, King Lanling thought that the wound on Yang Jian's shoulder was serious, but now he heard that it was not only the shoulder wound.

Yang Guang's voice was flat, and he said: "Father's legs were broken and his shoulder bones were pierced. You have achieved the goal of Qi people. From today on, he is a cripple who can't walk, and can't even hold a cup." ..."

King Lanling was stunned in place, but he heard Yang Guang say again: "Yes, the arrowheads are poisonous. Although the poison is not fatal, it hurts the eyes. From now on, father will never have to see you and other troublesome people again." .”

"Why..." The chains on Lanling King's body made a trembling sound, he was stunned for a long time, and suddenly staggered, if he hadn't leaned on the prison door, he would have fallen, and he murmured: "Why...how? It will be so..."

Yu Wenhui heard this, "Boom, boom, boom!!" He slammed the cell door three times with his fists. His arm strength was amazing. These three blows even split a fence of the cell door, and shouted angrily: "You dogs!! I will use your flesh and blood to pay back today!"

Yu Wenxian said in a cold voice: "Come here, take these two Qi thieves captive and escort them to the martial field...for execution."

Han Feng laughed out loud when he heard this, and he didn't seem to be afraid, and said, "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, I, Han Feng, didn't die on the battlefield, but I was going to die in a scheme."

He didn't struggle either, so he let the soldiers step forward, escorted him out of the prison and walked forward, preparing to go to the martial field for execution.

It seems that King Lanling has not recovered yet, and was escorted out of the prison gate by the soldiers. It was already noon, and the late summer sun was so dazzling that it was thrown down from the sky, shining on King Lanling.

The prison was dark and there was no sunlight. It was still dark when King Lanling was imprisoned, but now it was bright. His eyes couldn't help the strong light for a while, so he couldn't help but squinted, but he raised his head and looked up against the sunlight.

King Lanling suddenly stopped in his tracks and said, "Wait a minute."

Yu Wenhui sneered and said: "Why, afraid of death? Don't worry, you won't be killed so easily. The soldiers wish they could peel your skin, constrict your tendons, eat your flesh, and gnaw your bones. They will slow you down. Slowly torture you, let you also enjoy the pain of severed limbs and blind eyes!"

King Lanling's expression did not change, but he said in a calm voice, "Chang Gong has long been a dead man, but a walking corpse. What is there to be afraid of? Chang Gong has only one request... Before the execution, I want to see the general of the army again." .”

Yu Wenhui snorted coldly and said, "You haven't harmed the prince enough!? Want to see the prince, it's a dream!"

But Yang Guang raised his little hand to stop Yu Wenhui from talking, and said in a childish but mature voice, "It's good to let him meet."

Yu Wenhui retorted: "Little nephew, don't be too kind! Your grandpa was murdered by him. Let's save him again and again. As a result, let's see what happens to your grandpa!"

Yu Wenxian said: "Let him go."

Yu Wenhui stared and said: "Why are you facing the thief!?"

Yu Wenxian said indifferently: "I am not facing the thief, but because I am facing the son, it is good to let him meet, I think... I feel guilty for letting him die."

Yang Guang put his little hand on his back and said flatly: "Come with me."

Yanzhou General Manager's Mansion, the door of the house where Yang Jian stayed.

When everyone walked to the door, they immediately smelled the bitter taste of soup. Neither Gao Changgong nor Han Feng made a sound.

The noon sun came in from the room, plating a warm golden rim. Yuchi Youqi was in the dormitory, holding a bowl of soup and medicine, and was feeding Yang Jian.

Yang Jian woke up, just fell into a coma for a while, and now he woke up again, his spirit was not very good, his complexion was pale, because of his injury, he couldn't hold the medicine bowl by himself, Yuchi Youqi carefully gave it to him. He is feeding soup medicine.

Yang Jian's lips were covered with ashes, and he coughed twice subconsciously. He couldn't cough too hard, because coughing too hard would affect the wound. Pain is inevitable. Sometimes I can’t help but want to cough, but coughing is even more painful.