Outside the ward, Chen Yue stopped the medical officer who had just changed the young man's medicine and asked in a low voice: "How are the people inside?"

The medical officer replied in a low voice: "I just woke up. I am very weak and will need to be recuperated for a while, but my consciousness is still clear and I can speak."

"Can you survive?"

"Yes! I have to say that the person inside has a very strong desire to survive, and he can survive this."

The medical officer's tone was a little surprised, and it was obvious that he did not expect the young man to wake up.

"I know, thank you for your hard work. Let's go down and have a rest." Chen Yue waved his hand gently.

"No." The medical officer bent down and left.

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The man on the hospital bed was leaning on the mattress with his eyes blank, and the wounds all over his body didn't show any signs of strangeness on his face. He just stared blankly at the head of the bed.

I don't know whether he was overly sad or had something on his mind, but his expression didn't change at all from the beginning to the end.

"Crunch~"

A slight sound opened the door, and the man turned his head to look, only to see two young men slowly walking into the house.

One person wears a black robe that looks like ink, and the other person wears a white dress that looks like snow. This combination is quite strange.

The man just glanced lightly and then turned his head away, as if he didn't care who came in.

It was Chen Yue and Xue Leihan who entered the door. Chen Yue looked at the young man who was half lying down. He and Xue Leihan each moved a chair to the bed and sat down. They did not speak to the man the whole time.

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"I want to see the Marquis of Beiliang. I won't say anything until I see the Marquis of Beiliang."

The man uttered a sentence coldly without even raising his head.

Chenyue didn't mind such a cold and rude look, he just asked casually while straightening his clothes:

"What do you want from me?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, turned around and said, "You? Are you Chen Yue?"

His eyes were full of surprise, as if he didn't believe that the person in front of him was Chen Yue, but he also hoped that he was.

"How dare you!" Xue Lei shouted coldly: "How dare you call Prince Liang by his name!"

"King Liang? Isn't he Marquis of Beiliang?" The confusion in the young man's eyes deepened. He obviously didn't know that Chen Yue had been crowned a king with a different surname.

Xue Leihan clasped his hands together and said in a deep voice: "Listen up, the person sitting in front of you is the Prince of Liang who was personally conferred by the Emperor of the Zhou Dynasty. He leads the two governors of Northern Liang and Liaodong, and is the general of Zhenbei! No matter you are

No one has the right to call the prince by his first name!"

"Prince Liang, Prince Liang. That's right. After making such great contributions, it's time for him to be promoted." The man murmured a few words, then raised his head and asked:

"Your Excellency is really King Liang?"

This time his tone was much more polite, with a little hope.

"What?" Chen Yue raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Do you want me to put on a python robe and show you? Or tell you how my Liang army regained Liaodong and annihilated Tiefu Tu?"

Chen Yue's calm tone contained a heavy sense of pride and an air of indubitability.

When he heard the words "annihilate the iron pagoda", the man felt a tightness in his chest and his face turned red. After holding it in for a while, he laughed self-deprecatingly:

"Who else can be so arrogant except the Marquis of Beiliang who defeated me, Prince Beijinlong, haha."

Chenyue smiled slightly, "I am Prince Beijinlong?" That means this guy must be from Liaodong and not a spy of Yanrong.

Xue Leihan said calmly: "Okay, let's talk about who you are, right? Why do you want to see Prince Liang? You must know that a nobody is not worth the prince's time. I hope what you say can make us happy."

interested."

The man touched the edge of the bed, looked around, and after searching for a while he asked, "Have you taken my jade pendant?"

Xue Leihan nodded noncommittally: "But in the whole of Beijin, there are many people named Yelu."

The young man stared straight at Chen Yue. After a long time, he lifted the quilt with difficulty, clasped his hands in his fists, knelt on the bed and bowed, saying:

"The grandson of Yelucai, the master of the Northern Jin Dynasty, Yelu Baoji, the slave of the subjugated country, pays homage to the prince! He has traveled thousands of miles to the Liao Dynasty and is willing to serve under the prince!"

Yelu Baoji's somewhat hoarse voice echoed in the room, with a hint of sadness.

As soon as he spoke, Yelubao lowered his head and his attitude was very sincere.

Unexpectedly, the young man in front of them, who seemed to be in his early twenties, turned out to be Yelucai's grandson, which surprised Chen Yue and Xue Leihan.

Although they had never heard of Yelu Baoji, Yelvcai's name was still well known to them.

It is said that Yelvcai's status in Beijin is almost lower than that of one person and more than ten thousand people. Even Wanyan Aguda respects him. Most of the wealthy and distinguished families in Beijin follow Yelvcai's lead.

Yelucai and Wanyan Agu fought each other in both civil and military affairs, and they could be regarded as Wanyan Honglie's right-hand man.

Chenyue looked at Yelu Baoji who was prostrate on the bed with great interest, and said lightly:

"Your surname, Yelu, belongs to a wealthy family in Northern Jin. It has been passed down for a long time. Our Liang army killed no less than 100,000 Jin people in Liaodong. We are a place of death and have a blood feud. You want to seek refuge with me? What's the reason?"

Yelu Baoji's rhetoric is obviously unreasonable. He came to join his former enemy? Who would believe it?

"Your Majesty!" Yelu Baoji straightened up and said: "The Liaodong army was defeated, and the battlefield was also conquered. Even Prince Long was defeated. We are convinced that we will lose.

But Xiao Xiao, Yan Rong, betrayed his faith and sent troops to sneak attack on our mainland, killing my parents and exterminating my race. He is the only opponent to protect our country in this life! I don’t hate the Liang army, I only hate Yan Rong! I only surrender to the prince so that I can one day avenge myself!"

"Treachery?" Chenyue suddenly snorted coldly: "It seems that you, Beijin, made this covenant to destroy me, Dazhou, right?"

"Yes, your hundreds of thousands of troops invaded our border. To put it bluntly, you can only blame yourselves for everything today." Xue Leihan also said with a hint of ridicule.

These two people seemed to be deliberately looking for trouble with Yelu Baoji.

Yelu Baoji's face became very bitter, and he opened his chapped lips and said:

"Yelu Baoji is just a white man from the Kingdom of Jin, and he is soft-spoken. He has repeatedly advised my grandfather Yan Rong not to start a war, but he can't believe it. But His Majesty the Emperor has his own way, and I really have no other choice.

The Jin Kingdom made a mistake in sending troops to conquer, and I have nothing to say. If you two want to kill me to vent your hatred, I will never frown."

Chen Yue's palm held his chin as if nothing had happened, and said nonchalantly:

"Okay, even if it has nothing to do with you to send troops to attack our country, why should I help you deal with Yan Rong? It's good for us to live in peace now.

After Yan Rong defeated Jin, the country was strong, with thousands of miles of fertile fields, cattle and sheep everywhere, and it could raise an army of 700,000 to 800,000 in an instant. Why did our Liang army want to provoke such an enemy?

You want to use the lives of my soldiers, Liang, to avenge your country, Beijin. Are you a little fanciful? I can't do the wedding dress for others."
Chapter completed!