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"You're talking nonsense. Why would the current Prince's Palace send you here? Maybe he is also a foolish king, and the Zhao country is about to perish."
The old man's eyes were filled with tears. He must be heartbroken at this moment.
Such a great general who has seen countless lives and deaths, but is still able to fight bloody battles. He has retired from the world for decades. He seems not to care about the outside world and only lives his own leisurely life. Just because of such a piece of news, he
There were tears in his eyes, which showed that he still had not given up on the ambition in his heart.
Zhao Zhongru cleared his throat and said quickly, "That's not the case. Sir, please don't get excited. Please listen to me slowly."
The gentlemen looked at him with tears in their eyes, as if they were placing their last hopes on him.
Zhao Zhongru sorted things out and said slowly, "Sir, the current Crown Prince is called Zhao Jin. He has never been favored in the past. Everyone in the palace once dared to bully him, but it is different now.
All the people in the city trust him and respect him."
Let's start with Zhao Jin's life experience. His birth status was not high, and his mother was not a woman from a wealthy family, so the emperor did not attach much importance to him from the beginning.
Until later in the war, he was able to lead the soldiers of the Zhao State to break through the encirclement, defeat the larger forces with a small force, and save the entire Zhao State by himself.
To pacify the world, appease the people, and control floods, these are all things he did in just a few years.
Now he is a prince. If there is no other doubt, he will definitely ascend to the throne in the future, and he will definitely be a good emperor.
He worked hard and never died drunk in the arms of a beauty. Even his only wife and mother were sent to other places in order to avoid these disputes.
After hearing what he said, the old man calmed down his mood again.
He was as gentle as before, but his attitude was obviously a little impatient.
"Your injury is nothing serious. If you feel better tomorrow, you can leave."
Although he wanted to express his dissatisfaction with the imperial court and the ruthless things the emperor had done to him, in Zhao Zhongru's view, he still hoped to serve the imperial court.
Zhao Zhongru kowtowed to him with a very loyal tone.
"Old sir, I know that the former emperor did many things to you that made you sad. But from now on, the new emperor you will assist is an emperor who is sensible and loves the people. He will definitely be able to satisfy all your wishes for the royal family.
I'm looking forward to it. Why don't you come back to the imperial court with me, and we can accompany His Highness the Crown Prince to conquer the world together."
The old gentleman suddenly turned around and cursed him angrily, "Why are you saying these things to me? There used to be many people like you who were sweet-talking and secretive. Now I have taken you in just because you are pitiful. If I had known you earlier
You are the prince of the feudal kingdom, I will definitely not save you."
After saying these words, he wanted to turn around and leave. Zhao Zhongru ignored his injured body and kept kneeling towards him.
"Old sir, this junior is not that kind of perfect person. He is also a king who loves the people and works hard to govern."
The old gentleman turned around, looked at him like this, sighed and said, "It's not that I won't follow you to the court. I have been reclusive in the mountains and forests for decades. The things that happened in the court have also passed. I don't want to go to the court anymore."
Extravagant hope, and I don’t want to get involved in anything, so you’d better leave as soon as possible.”
Zhao Zhongru yelled at his back, "You are a great general who can move forward with a hundred steps. How can your passion allow you to stay here in the mountains and fields? You are a capable person, but you don't dedicate your life to the people. I really
I misjudged you."
As soon as he finished speaking, the old gentleman stood there and refused to leave.
He looked up at the cold moonlight, which was colder than the cold light on the blade of a knife.
After staying quietly for a few minutes, he turned and left.
Although the injury Zhao Zhongru suffered was nothing, the pain still made him feel as if he had escaped from the gate of hell.
He knelt on the ground for a few minutes, the cold wind blowing from outside the door constantly beating on his chest.
Face.
It wasn't until he really woke up that he slowly crawled back to the bed dragging his injured body.
Early in the morning of the second day, just after dawn, I heard something like a noise outside.
The old man ignored the sound and chopped wood to light the fire.
Although the old man acted very coldly yesterday, he was still afraid that Zhao Zhongru's old wound would relapse, so he burned the herbs he picked for him so that he could rest here in peace and recuperate.
As soon as the bandits came to the old man's door, they automatically lowered their voices. Everyone bowed to the old man and left, for fear of disturbing the old man's peace.
My old man clearly knew what they were looking for, but he still didn't make it clear.
He looked at the closed door and sighed heavily, not sure whether he was sighing for himself or for the person lying inside.
These bandits searched all night but could not find the person Zhu mentioned.
Further ahead was a small county town. They were bandits, so they could not enter the county town, so they returned to where they were.
Mr. Zhu was still here drinking tea and enjoying the meticulous care of his servants.
But when he heard that Prince Wang was not found, his tea cup immediately fell to the ground.
"Oh my God, how could something like this happen? If anything happens to him, His Highness the Crown Prince will definitely not let me go."
Qin Tong comforted him, "My dear benefactor, please don't worry. There is only this road in this mountain. If this road is not found in nearby villages and village roads, then this person will definitely go to the county town."
Mr. Zhu really hopes that this is the case. After all, there are many people in the county. If something happens to him, someone can save him.
He immediately gave Zhao Zhao Jin a copy of the revised book, and then stayed here peacefully.
No matter whether Zhao Zhongru is dead or alive, he still wants to intercede with Qin Tong. His Royal Highness is at the time of war. If he can get their help, it will be the icing on the cake.
A few days later, Zhao Jin saw this letter.
He really didn't know what to do. It was so difficult to find someone in this vast world.
But after all, he is the prince of the vassal state. If he can't be found for no apparent reason, then no one can explain it.
What's more, during this period of time, I have seen through Zhao Zhongru, he is indeed a useful talent."