Qi Kuo

Perhaps those people also thought that Chen Ke could wait, so he finally received the letter before the explosion on the third day.

Liang Song finally breathed a sigh of relief when he read the letter, thinking: Finally, I don't have to endure this low pressure anymore.

Chen Ke hastily scanned through the contents of the letter, sneered, picked up the outer robe that was put aside, and said, "Call Qi Ze over and let him go with me."

Liang Song nodded, picked up the pen and ink on Chen Ke's case and started writing the letter, and then sent it out in a gray voice.

He hesitated and asked, "What should I do?"

While tying up his clothes, Chen Ke said, "Soldiers will block you, and water will cover you. What can you do?"

Liang Song remained silent and said no more.

Everyone has their own destiny.

As a friend, he can express his thoughts on some things, but he is also powerless to intervene when it comes to feelings.

Although in troubled times, there may be too many things mixed with a feeling, which should be pure, but it is no longer the original feeling.But Chen Ke never lets go of what he wants.

Zhao Jun opened his eyes in a daze, and there were bursts of pain in the back of his neck. His eyes were covered with a black cloth, and fine and unevenly distributed light faintly penetrated in, showing the situation outside.

He slightly opened the corners of his chapped lips, wanting to call someone over.Before he could speak, the light outside the black cloth began to flicker, and then someone said: "Wake up, write to Chen Ke."

His voice was hoarse, and he couldn't tell who it was.

He forced his consciousness, and said in a hoarse voice: "Why don't you show your true face to others, what's the point of covering it up?"

The man smiled and said, "What good does it do me?"

Zhao Jun smiled: "Your Excellency thinks there are benefits."

Hearing this, the man suddenly burst out laughing loudly, and said, "As expected of...the one I liked."

He couldn't hear the name of the person in the middle, so he probably knew him too.

In a moment, he felt that someone came over, squatted in front of him and stretched out his hand to untie the black cloth covering his face.

He frowned deeply, waited until he was familiar with the dazzling light in front of him, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a sweater's unique clothes.He was slightly startled: this person didn't even have the slightest intention of concealing his identity.

Zhao Jun took a slight breath, looked at the person in front of him, and said, "Your Excellency?"

The visitor smiled and said, "What do you think?"

"Shanghanzang?"

The visitor smiled and said: "It seems that my third brother has told you a lot of things."

Needless to say, the third brother in his mouth is Mo Xuan, and Mo Xuan did tell him this. At that time, he said that there was no need for this, but Mo Xuan said: "It's okay, take precautions before it happens, in case you use it someday!" Come on, it’s always good to have more things, too many skills don’t overwhelm you.”

Zhao Jun originally wanted to decline, but Mo Xuan abnormally ignored his opinion, and directly began to describe to him the personalities of his brother, his father, and some important people in the royal family of Shanghan, his favorite appearance, etc. And tell him he must remember.

He left him a way out, but it wasn't what he wanted.

Looking at the situation in front of him, Zhao Jun couldn't help but smile wryly. He still really doesn't want this kind of predictability. Once some things happen, he can't hold back anymore.

He stood up and said to the human in front of him: "Second prince is thinking too much, I just happened to know about your heroic deeds."

Shanghanzang smiled and said, "I understand my younger brother's temper, and you don't have to hide it for him."

Zhao Jun looked at him fixedly, without blinking, he said: "I'm really not covering up for him, it's just that I happened to hear it."

Shanghanzang didn't want to say anything more, the other party had made up his mind, and he couldn't pry it open if he wanted to. Besides, the current situation didn't allow him to get to the bottom of the person in front of him.

There is Chen Ke in the front and Mo Xuan in the back.

It's really not a good thing.

He didn't know much about Chen Ke's methods, but he felt that he could not be too afraid, but it was Mo Xuan who pressed him every step of the way, which made him a little overwhelmed.

Thinking of this, his eyes couldn't help but become a bit ruthless. What qualifications does Mo Xuan, an illegitimate child who is not valued, have the right to threaten him? Is it a decoration to be the big brother behind him or a decoration to be his father? !He really underestimated him.

When Zhao Jun was taken out, the mountains were shrouded in smog, and the thick fog obstructed the sight ahead. The trees were busy hiding in the thick fog, and there was only a shallow shadow in the past. Holding a pipa and half-hiding her face, her body appears like a beauty in the heavy fog.

timid.

He was pushed forward slowly, and saw a tree in front of him that could only be hugged by ten people, so he asked Shanghanzang behind him, "Does the second prince know how long this tree has grown?"

Shang Khanzang felt that this man's heart was really big, so he said impatiently: "How would I know."

Zhao Jun shook his head, regretting: "Unfortunately, the second prince is unwilling to guess."

Shanghanzang knew in his heart that this was an aggressive method, and he didn't know what Zhao Jun wanted to do, so he kept silent and continued walking forward.

Zhao Jun was not annoyed at him either, he just continued his own words and said slowly: "I remember my master said that the aged tree has spirituality and should not be disturbed. Let me see you. If you pay respects, maybe you can ask for a favor." hope."

Shang Khanzang laughed and said, "Do you think you still have hope now?"

Zhao Jun smiled: "So I ask for something. For hope, for right and wrong, for right and wrong."

Shanghanzang felt a little naive, and asked him without turning his head: "What is hope? What is right and wrong? What is right and wrong?"

Zhao Jun raised his hand and touched the tree trunk, saying: "Hope is up to people, right and wrong are up to people, right and wrong are up to people. Everything is up to people."

"Since that's the case, what's the use of asking?"

"You have to be lenient with one heart, and you have to seek benevolence and get benevolence."

"..."

Zhao Jun looked at the footsteps in front of him, and Shanghanzang paused for a while, the corners of his lips curled up, and he said softly in this silent mountain forest: "Is that right?"

Is it right?right or wrong.

Right and wrong are up to the person, and seeking benevolence will result in benevolence.

He couldn't answer.

The air was a little silent, and there was a faint sound of sword pulling.

Shang Khanzang clapped his hands suddenly, and said: "Young general is very imposing, but now that you are a prisoner, how can you seek benevolence and gain benevolence?"

Zhao Jun smiled: "I overstepped."

Having said that, the outcome has already been decided.

Although Zhao Jun has been walking around with Chen Ke out of tune for so long, he has learned some things through his ears and eyes.

The scheming and methods depend on who they are targeting.

Be well-behaved and trustworthy, it depends on who you are facing.

He is not a very well-behaved person, nor is he an obedient person. Most of the time he does things according to his feelings, but since following Chen Ke, the world he has come into contact with has changed a lot, and he also knows how to restrain and hide , react differently to different people or things.

Anyway, I can't live up to Chen Ke's teachings in the open and in the dark.

Shanghanzang and Zhao Jun didn't know what they were thinking after talking about it, and they didn't speak again, and Zhao Jun didn't say anything more, so they just accepted it.

The light and shadow flicker in the woods, and the truth cannot be discerned.

Mo Xuan listened to the news reported by the people below, his eyebrows and eyes did not change, they were still indifferent, but the words he said were different.

He stroked a square scarf in his hand, and said, "Follow me, let's see what to do...Since they are merciless, no wonder I am ruthless."

The man in black was stunned for a moment, and hesitantly said: "Prince, we..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard Mo Xuan say abruptly: "Who is the prince?"

The man in black trembled all over, lowered his head deeply, and said: "This subordinate has neglected his duty, please forgive me." He paused for a moment, and then continued: "In this way, will we offend the eldest prince and the second son? Prince?"

Mo Xuan looked up at him, his eyes were full of indifference, and said, "Do you think I need to be afraid of them?"

The man in black was silent, Mo Xuan said: "Okay, let's go down."

The man in black saluted and retreated. Before leaving, he heard Mo Xuan order: "Protect him."

His footsteps did not stop, but Mo Xuan knew that he heard it, and knew that these people would not go against his wishes.

What he meant to him was like what Zhao Jun meant to him.

driftwood.

Mo Xuan looked at the overlapping mountains in Shuzhou, surrounded by countless green leaves and rotten grass, with vitality and death, restraining each other, and no one can be separated from the other.Just like where there is light, there will be darkness, it is inevitable.

But they also promote and transform each other.

Whoever is in hell doesn't want to go to heaven.

Mo Xuan sighed, clenched the square scarf in his hand, his face was full of determination.

In the past, he was too weak, and what he wanted to keep passed away because of his weakness and incompetence, but now, what he wanted to keep must be kept, even if he gave up everything.

Chen Ke insisted on the whip, hitting the horse with a slow rhythm and rhythm, walking in the courtyard, walking towards the agreed place as if he usually went out to see the scenery.

Shanghanzang took Zhao Jun to stand on a high place and watched Chen Ke pass by them. He couldn't bring a trace of dust. He looked at Zhao Jun who was standing quietly beside him, and said, "How about it, what do you think now? Are you important to him?"

Zhao Jun was unmoved, as if he didn't see Chen Ke, and said: "The second prince thinks that a running dog under him who works for you is important to you?"

Shanghanzang shifted his gaze to look at Chen Keyuan's back, and said, "Are you this kind of lackey?"

Zhao Jun smiled: "I don't know if it is, but I know they are all of the same nature, there is no difference."

He spoke flatly, without a trace of waves.

It is as leisurely as peach blossoms in the flourishing age.

Shanghanzang smiled softly: "You are really sober."

There was a flash of light in Zhao Jun's eyes that he couldn't understand, and he said coldly: "We are in troubled times, we can't put ourselves too high, it's too easy to fall, and it hurts too much."

Shanghanzang was silent, why didn't he lower himself, he was not a dog in the end, shaking his head and tail.

But ideals can only be defeated by reality.

He bowed his head himself.

Can't blame others.

Some hate.

Shang Khanzang looked at Zhao Jun again, and said, "Little General Zhao really sees clearly."

Zhao Jun nodded slightly, still indifferently: "The second prince is absurd, but it's just a small skill, where it catches the eye, it's on the table."

Shanghanzang looked at the person in front of him who was about to be broken by indifference, and suddenly felt that his emotions were a little out of control.Shouldn't have said so much.

Just like his aloof father said: "There are so many mistakes, why talk so much."

Yes, why talk so much.

Zhao Jun looked at Chen Ke's receding back, and sighed in his heart. Others couldn't see his trembling heart under his remarks about running dogs, but he could deeply feel his nervousness.I am afraid that one day, a word will become a prophecy.

I am afraid that one day, I will really be abandoned.

The author has something to say:

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, happy Mid-Autumn Festival, I have accepted the kind eyes of many people today, maybe I did something relatively youthful (sa) spring (bi).

Make it clear, sweat zang