[Rebirth] The lord wants a minister to die

Ke Balie stood up, two heads taller than Shouke'er, and Shouke'er looked at him with his head up, making his neck sore.He felt a little trembling in his heart, and the hand holding the knife softened for a while, unable to lift his strength.He glanced at He Zhan uneasily: "My lord..."

With a sly smile in his eyes, He Zhan lowered his voice and said to Thin Core: "Don't worry. Do as I say, 'play' him to death!"

Thin Kernel was the one he picked out from Dongying.Thin core is as thin as a pear core, when holding a knife, it doesn't look like he is holding a knife, but it is like a knife holding him.But such a person, when competing with Yang Kun, exhausted Yang Kun out of breath.

Yang Kun wields a spear with majesty, every move is full of strong domineering.Ke Balie was even stronger than Yang Kun, his strength was greater than Yang Kun's, and his weapon was a Liujin hammer. When he played, he was even more powerful. If he was hit by the Liujin hammer, even if he didn't die, he would have to break several ribs.But he was also tired by the weight of the weapon, and his speed was slow. If he met a nimble opponent, he could easily be run around.

Thin Kernel lacks strength and is also thin and small, but when he starts to run, his feet seem to be on a hot wheel, flying around like an arrow with eyes.On the arena, Thin Core Ruo led Ke Balie to run first, exhausting his strength, and then found a gap to kill him with one blow.

Who will win and who will lose is still unknown.

Seeing that Ke Balie was about to take the bait, he had already had a test ceremony with Thin Core, and suddenly a man came in hurriedly, and whispered a few words in Ke Balie's ear, with his eyes still on He Zhan when he spoke. Swipe lightly.

Ke Balie fixed his eyes on Shouhe'er, and gradually clenched his fists.

He backed away and went out with Skinny Kernel. Just as he took a step out of the camp, Ke Balie suddenly held his stomach: "Oh, it's not good! Old man... old man's stomach hurts."

He Zhan closed his eyes, this old guy can act better than Ning Jin.

The general next to him was stunned at first, and then he turned around in boredom, and hurried forward to support Ke Balie, one general at a time, extremely worried.

have to.The ensemble is not bad.

Knowing that this move might not work, He Zhan quickly supported Ke Balie: "General, what's wrong with you?"

"Perhaps... the old man is not good at eating a cold stomach. It seems that today's martial arts competition may not be comparable."

He Zhan replied with empathy: "It's okay, don't be in a hurry, why not talk about it tomorrow, how about it?"

"Okay...okay..." Ke Balie said "Oops" and was helped down.

Thin Core was holding the knife, and was completely stunned, completely unaware of what kind of development this was.

He Zhan didn't think it was a pity. Ke Balie was able to bend and stretch, and he was worthy of being a man in Atole's barracks.He Zhan patted Shouhe'er on the shoulder, and said with a teasing smile, "Okay, young man, you are the first person to scare First General Atole until his stomach hurts without making a move."

Thin Core: "..." Just be happy.

Kebahuye sent someone to arrange for He Zhan to stay.The elite soldiers brought by He Zhan were all arranged outside the barracks. He was framed in the barracks, and the only person available around him was the thin core.

But He Zhan wasn't too flustered, he was still wandering around the barracks at night with a lamp on his hands, and Shouheer naturally followed beside him, as did Atole's soldiers.They won't restrict He Zhan's actions, but they will keep an eye on him all the time to prevent this man from being a moth.

He Zhan looked at one end, looked at the other end, and asked the Atole soldiers behind him, "Why do you have so few people patrolling the camp at night?"

The soldiers ignored him.

He Zhan asked again: "Your place is very fragrant, there is a smell of women's powder in the camp."

Soldier:"……"

He Zhan walked forward with the lamp in hand, and said, "Do you know what a wooden man is?"

Soldier: "...my lord, the night is late."

He Zhan: "Why, the prairie is different from the town, do you have to sleep at night?"

Soldier: "...whatever you want."

He Zhan laughed uncontrollably, it was really interesting to hear Atol soldiers speak Chinese.He Zhan still wanted to tease him again, when a gust of wind suddenly blew by his ears, and the wind shook the lantern three times.

He Zhan signaled the thin core to follow a few steps, he lowered his voice, and said in a deep voice: "The generals of Atole are playing with women in their arms. You go around, familiarize yourself with the terrain, and see if you can find the hostages." Places. If a soldier follows you, you should write down the places he won’t let you in.”

He Zhan gave him his waist card.Thin Kernel took it and nodded heavily: "My lord, don't worry."

The two people who were close to each other suddenly parted ways, and the two soldiers who followed He Zhan had to separate.

He Zhan walked in the direction where the lantern was swaying, and a black figure emerged from the night. The soldiers following He Zhan fixed their eyes, and Su Rong suddenly took a few steps back, not far away from He Zhan. distance.

He Zhan raised the lantern, raised his eyebrows and said, "It's really interesting. People from the Jiang country actually appeared in the barracks of Atole's army." He Zhan looked back at Atole's soldiers: "Don't you arrest him?"

The soldier shook his head very sincerely.

The man came out of the darkness, his eagle-like sharp eyes hooked on He Zhan, it was Xie Laoqi.He said, "The Sovereign wants to see you."

"What if I don't go?"

"None of the people brought by the young master can't go back."

"Hey! It's really frightening." He Zhan smiled, "Then... Please Qi Ye lead the way."

Xie Laoqi took He Zhan around in the barracks. He Zhan only knew that the place he came to was relatively remote and there was no one around, and he didn't know whether people would come or dare not come.The camp tents are very gorgeous, and it can be seen that the people in the tents have been treated very well.Anyway, it's just a few grades higher than He Zhan's salary.

The curtain was not lowered, and the tent was filled with bean-like lights, emitting a warm light in the dark night.

Xie Laoqi let He Zhan go in, and patrolled outside with his sword in his hand, not letting anyone approach him.

When He Zhan stepped into the tent, the official robe carried a gust of wind, which made the candle light flicker a few times. When He Zhan stopped at the door, the light gradually stabilized.

Xie Jinghong sat in the candlelight, his surroundings were half-submerged in darkness, only his part was extremely bright.Xie Jinghong had a reddish scar under his eyes, and when the red candle was illuminated, the scar became more conspicuous, the color was as bright red as blood.

The two hadn't seen each other for many years, and they didn't feel strange when they saw each other.The bond called blood seems to bind the two tightly together, and it is difficult to let go.

It has to be said that as long as He Zhan stands in front of Xie Jinghong, anyone can tell that these two are father and son.But if the two are separated, no one will link the two together.They look alike, but their attitudes are completely different.

When He Zhan hadn't grown up before, he didn't think he was so similar to Xie Jinghong. Looking at it now, He Zhan must sigh that blood relationship is really powerful.Now there is no need for Xie Jinghong to prove that He Dazhong is not his real father, He Zhan himself knows who his real father is.

Xie Jinghong raised his eyes and looked over, he even smiled like He Zhan.

Seeing Xie Jinghong, He Zhan suddenly understood why he was so annoying. He also hated Xie Jinghong very much.

This person looks good, but he is old and not as good as him.

Xie Jinghong called him: "Son." His voice was hoarse, almost silent hoarseness, like the hoarse voice of an old man.

He Zhan opened his mouth, not knowing what to call Xie Jinghong, so he could only call him what he used to call him when he was in Duke Zhong's mansion: "...Xiao Xie."

Xie Jinghong was not angry, and left a place for He Zhan to sit over.He Zhan is not very good at talking to people standing up, especially when the other party is sitting, so he sat down calmly.

"My son has really good eyesight, and he's quite good at picking people."

"Oh? You mean Marquis Wei Yuan? It has nothing to do with eyesight. He is indeed a rare figure. Anyone who is blind wants to cling to him. I am the only one who took advantage of him." He had a bad fight with Ning Jin, but he only said good things about Ning Jin in front of others.

Xie Jinghong said in a muffled voice: "Father is talking about the man you picked to compete with Ke Balie."

Of course He Zhan knew who Xie Jinghong was referring to, but he just didn't want Xie Jinghong to be happy.

As the saying goes, there are three kinds of unfilial piety, and no offspring is the greatest. He Zhan especially wants to prove the crime of unfilial piety.

He Zhan said: "That man...he was caught casually. He is the one with the worst kung fu in the barracks. Who would have thought that Ke Balie would not even compare himself to others."

Xie Jinghong said: "That person targeted all of Ke Balie's weaknesses, Ke Balie should be glad that he didn't compete with him."

really.It was obvious that Ke Balie was about to take the bait, but in the end he changed his mind suddenly, there must be something tricky in it.If someone hadn't pointed them out, He Zhan would have been able to take the hostages away smoothly at this time.He Zhan raised his eyebrows and asked, "So, are you making suggestions for them?"

Xie Jinghong said: "Father doesn't want to help them, but just wants to keep you overnight so that we, father and son, can have a good talk."

He Zhan looked at the delicate tent roof thoughtfully: "So you think so? If the people in Atole know about this, they will definitely not let you live in such a good tent."

"Father's house in Jiang Country is much more gorgeous than here, do you want to go back?"

He Zhan said: "Unfortunately, I am different from you. You are a traitor, but I am not."

"I'm originally from Jiang Guo."

"Drink the water of Dajing State, eat the food of Dajing State, marry the woman of Dajing State, turn around and deny it, and sell Luzhou to Jiang Guo. It's really disgusting to be like you. Not much."

The two spoke a word, tit for tat, but the tone was like a joke between father and son.

Xie Jinghong pursed her lips and smiled.

"Damn things."

He waved his hand and gave He Zhan a slap, but the slap didn't fall, and He Zhan grabbed his wrist.

He Zhan said coldly: "My father is not willing to beat me, why did you beat me?"

Xie Jinghong held He Zhan's wrist with his backhand, and cut his hand behind his back with a hard push.

He Zhan's shoulder suddenly hurt, and he groaned loudly. He frowned, and beads of sweat dripped from his forehead.It was his own father who would strike so hard, He Zhan felt that this arm was about to be removed by Xie Jinghong.

Xie Jinghong said: "I am your father. No matter what I do, I am your father!"

He Zhan gritted his teeth, not willing to lose out because of fear of pain, and maintained a self-contained look all his life.

Xie Jinghong didn't let him go: "I have asked Atole to deal with the Qingqi you brought. They didn't plan to negotiate peace from the beginning, so how could they take your mere envoy into their eyes? Now Marquis Wei Yuan can't keep it. You, the emperor of the Great Jing Kingdom cannot protect you, only your father can save you. If you want to live, call your father."

Xie Jinghong's hand was even stronger: "Recognize it or not!"