Regardless of the veterans' obstruction, Xiao Hailan once again put on her mask and pursued Zhao Huan's convoy.
All the veterans looked at each other and had no choice but to follow.
They only have different stances from Zhao Huan, but they are both strong-willed men. Naturally, they will not just watch the sister of their comrade die in vain.
Zhao Huan, who was on the carriage, would occasionally lift the curtain and take a look outside.
Xiao Yan'er couldn't bear it anymore, so she asked in a low voice: "My lord, who are you waiting for? Are you waiting for Mr. Wang?"
These words confused Zhao Huan: "Why should I wait for Wang Zhen?"
Xiao Yan'er said with a smile: "Of course we will see each other off ten miles away."
Zhao Huan instantly got goosebumps all over his body, thinking to himself, how coquettish a slut must be to do such a disgusting thing?
"This king is waiting for the Jin people to come and rob the prisoners."
Xiao Yan'er was stunned and immediately covered her mouth nervously: "Oh my god, what do you mean by the prince, the golden man will come to rob the prisoner?"
Zhao Huan leaned against the car window and began to sigh: "When we passed by the foot of the mountain just now, it was an excellent ambush location. If I were Jin Kou, I would definitely launch an attack."
"Unfortunately, safe passage means that Jin Kou will not come."
Hearing this, Xiao Yan'er breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Zhao Huan with a look full of complaints: "Your Majesty, it's true. Isn't it a good thing that Jin Kou doesn't come? Why is Your Majesty still so reluctant?"
"The Jin invaders are coming, and there will inevitably be another war, and people will die if they fight."
"We came to Taiyuan, and eighty soldiers died in the battle. Even Miss Li..."
Speaking of this, Xiao Yan'er quickly stopped talking and stopped talking.
She knew that Zhao Huan must also be heartbroken, but she just didn't want to say it out loud.
After all, these soldiers who died in battle were carefully selected by Zhao Huan and were loyal servants who devoted countless efforts.
Zhao Huan didn't care about Xiao Yan'er's talkativeness. When the post house was attacked before, Xiao Yan'er was not frightened by Shu Huhulu and even peeed his pants. He even helped Zhao Huan to cover up. This was enough for Zhao Huan to regard Xiao Yan'er as his own.
People.
"What are you afraid of in a war?"
"There has always been only competition for the country, how can there be any reason to give in?"
"Although people often say that military affairs are the last resort, compared to marching and fighting, what I hate most is conspiracy."
As the saying goes, if you are not afraid of thieves, you are afraid of being remembered. Even if everyone thinks that Zhao Huan is a living god, only Zhao Huan knows in his heart that he is nothing but a god.
Shuhu Hulu attacked the post house at night and almost beat Zhao Huan to death.
Even if Zhao Huan is as cautious as Zhao Huan, it is impossible for him to be guarded by his own soldiers. He will be ready in armor day and night. Once he relaxes, he may receive a fatal blow from the enemy.
"If Jin Kou doesn't come to rob the prisoner, I will be very unhappy!"
"Since we are bandits, we naturally can't organize a decent large force. If we come with a few hundred people, and they are all second- and third-rate combatants, I will have the confidence to slaughter more enemy bandits."
"Every time one is killed, there will be one less spy in Song Dynasty."
Soldiers like Shuhu Hulu and his elite guerrillas were, after all, in the minority. It would be a headache to meet such elite veterans who were specifically responsible for fighting, but if there were other half-hearted combatants, Zhao Huan would have the confidence to "open unparalleled".
At this moment, the motorcade suddenly stopped.
Zhao Huan's eyes lit up, he picked up the small golden melon and ran away.
"Is Jin Kou here? Well done!"
Seeing Zhao Huan so excited, Wang Ben couldn't help crying or laughing: "My lord, why are you more belligerent than me?"
"Now that we have passed the pass safely, the Jin invaders will not appear."
"The reason why we stopped was because it was time to rest."
Zhao Huan, who had already rolled up his sleeves and was ready for a big fight, was suddenly disappointed. He threw the little pumpkin into the carriage and walked towards the carriage in front of him with his hands behind his back.
This carriage is a "sterile carriage" that Zhao Huan painstakingly built.
It worked, naturally to escort the sick Li Shishi.
Since Zhao Huan had not been disinfected, he could not get in the car, so he shouted through the car window: "How are you? Did you get bumped?"
Faced with Zhao Huan's meticulous care, Master Li in the carriage had a rosy face, but his voice sounded extremely calm.
"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. My family is fine for the time being."
Hearing this, Zhao Huan felt disappointed again: "Hey, I still plan to go up and check your body, so forget it."
Li Shishi's face suddenly turned red. This prince was really nasty, but she didn't find it annoying at all.
On the contrary, being teased by Zhao Huan was very useful.
"Hahaha, it is my honor for my prince to check the wounds of my family."
"Your Majesty can come up to the servant's carriage at any time."
what is this?!
No wonder literati and poets are willing to recruit a few confidants. As long as the relationship is in place, let alone "confidant", they can also "know the enemy".
However, Zhao Huan has no intention of getting to know Li Shishi in depth now.
"The attack on Taiyuan Mansion shows that the Jin Kingdom's infiltration into the Song Dynasty has reached a pervasive level."
"When we return to Kyoto, Hongyan Pavilion will have to work harder."
"Otherwise, my underwear will be exposed by others. On the other hand, my understanding of the enemy will be completely dark."
How could Master Li fail to hear Zhao Huan's off-line intentions? He immediately responded with a chuckle through the window: "Your Majesty really intends to let Tianji Pavilion encompass the world?"
Tianji Pavilion encompasses the world?
This is the effect you want!
Zhao Huan did not hide anything and blurted out: "This makes my management easier and more efficient. I don't want to build a huge, bloated and inefficient organization like the imperial court."
Even though the words had come to this point, Zhao Huan still went round the bush, and Master Li simply broke the window paper: "What price do you plan to pay to let the Red Swallow Pavilion belong to Tianji Pavilion?"
Gee, it saves trouble to talk to smart people.
"Do you still have to be so clear-cut between Hall Master Li and me?"
Master Li put down the book in his hand, rolled his eyes, shook his head and sighed: "Is it possible that the prince intends to do nothing?"
"The slave family and the prince are just close friends at best, not a family. Naturally, we need to settle things clearly."
Fortunately, Zhao Huan is not a stupid young man with a simple mind, otherwise he would have to be held in the palm of Li Shishi's hand and played with at will. This little trick of refusing to welcome is really disturbing.
Zhao Huan did not take the bait, and said shamelessly: "Although you and I are not family members, we have a life-long friendship."
"As the saying goes, it's better to be a family than to be a family."
Master Li snorted: "What the prince means is that the things in the slave's house belong to the prince. The things that belong to the prince...or belong to the prince?"
"You are so good at plundering and plundering, you won't even let me go!"
"We will discuss the matter of Hongyan Pavilion joining Tianji Pavilion later. The slave family does not want to put all their wealth on the prince."