Legend of the Orchid

In 979 AD, Zhao Guangyi made a northern expedition to Jinzhou. His eldest son Zhao Yuanzuo, younger brother Zhao Tingmei, nephews Zhao Dezhao and Zhao Defang accompanied the army.

It was February, and the westerly wind in the north was bitter and the cold air was biting. Li Zhonglan's body was still unbearable, and she wanted to sneak into Zhao Tingjie's arms as soon as it got dark. Li Zhonglan was with her.

Zhao Defang hated Li Zhonglan to death, because the latter turned his second brother who was perfect in his eyes into a hard-working slave. Zhao Tingjie was too used to Li Zhonglan now, and had completely obeyed the little fox's unruly nature, and no longer asked him to be obedient. Sometimes Zhao Tingjie himself finds it interesting that one of the two people will always change, but he never thought that he would be the one who changed in the end.

Zhao Tingmei has not appeared since Li Yu's funeral. This time, he returned to Li Zhonglan's sight this time, but he surprised the latter severely.

But seeing that his originally plump baby face had lost a lot of weight, his round face was almost triangular, and there was still a blue stubble on his chin, making him look very decadent.

In the barracks, Zhao Tingmei hardly spoke, and the warm and generous King Qi had long since disappeared without a trace, living as a gloomy shadow.

Li Zhonglan wanted to take the initiative to talk to Zhao Tingmei, but the other party was like his insulator, and immediately bounced off when touched, leaving Li Zhonglan without a chance to say hello.

"Your fourth uncle is so strange, why did he hide from me?" During the rest in the camp, Li Zhonglan couldn't bear it anymore and asked Zhao Tingjie for advice.

"I guess he feels guilty that he killed your 'Royal Father'!" Ting Jie said half-teasingly and half-seriously.

Zhong Lan thought, it seems that Zhao Guangyi has not announced his identity to the world, what the hell is this emperor planning, and now his attitude is changing from ambiguous to arrogant, which really confuses him.

"Besides, Li Yu's wife also died later, the fourth uncle should blame himself even more!" Zhao Tingjie suddenly threw a heavy news to Li Zhonglan.

"Zhou Jiamin?" Zhong Lan's eyes widened in disbelief. Xiao Zhouhou was only six years older than him, and he didn't believe that the other party would die of illness.

"Shortly after Li Yu's death, his wife was so sad that she hanged herself from the beam." Ting Jie said, "Before you didn't take care of yourself, I was afraid that you would be sad, so I didn't tell you."

Li Zhonglan's eye circles were slightly red. Although he didn't like Xiao Zhou's being loved by others, he recognized Zhou Jiamin's straightforward personality, and her affection for Li Yu also made Zhong Lan feel good about her. In two years, the beautiful woman has become a cup of loess, and she has been separated from him ever since.

"It's a pity that I didn't go to see her. If someone was with me, maybe she wouldn't seek death." Li Zhonglan sniffed.

Ting Jie patted Zhong Lan on the shoulder, and comforted him: "That's fine, I'm not lonely if I have someone to accompany me on Huangquan Road."

Zhong Lan leaned lightly on Ting Jie's chest, and murmured: "If I die, will you also accompany me?"

Zhao Tingjie knew what answer the little fox was waiting for, but he still couldn't give it, so he could only say firmly: "You won't die, I won't let you die!"

Li Zhonglan frowned in disappointment and didn't speak any more. The two were cuddling each other when a figure suddenly jumped into the camp and said, "Second Brother, Your Majesty wants us to go to the school field for a martial arts competition."

The person who came was the reckless Zhao Defang. When Li Zhonglan saw the evil star approaching, he quickly kept a distance from Zhao Tingjie and sat upright. He didn't want to find himself in long-term trouble during the long journey.

But it was still too late, Zhao Defang sternly stared at the copper bell, and yelled at Li Zhonglan: "Li Changshi, you have no strength to restrain a chicken, are you going to the battlefield to embroider?"

Li Zhonglan was furious, and retorted: "I can't tie a chicken, but you can!"

"You!" Zhao Defang strode forward angrily, trying to grab Li Zhonglan's lapel, but was stopped by Zhao Tingjie.

Zhao Tingjie scolded: "The battlefield is not a place for infighting!"

He grabbed Li Zhonglan's hand and said, "Lan'er, follow me to the school grounds."

In fact, Li Zhonglan didn't really want to show his face in public. He knew that those soldiers would talk about him behind his back, and what he said was very unpleasant, but because of this, he needed to stay by the court all the time, so that others would not bully him.

Forget it, gossip is not as important as court rank, so Li Zhonglan stood up, gave Zhao Defang a demonstrative look, and was dragged out of the tent by Zhao Tingjie under the latter's glaring gaze.

The school grounds are not far away. When Zhao Tingjie and Li Zhonglan came over side by side, they experienced another baptism of attention. Zhonglan vaguely heard someone muttering words like "Jun Ji", and couldn't help feeling like thousands of pricks in his chest. The steel needle smashed until the atrium was dripping with blood.

Zhao Tingjie noticed it and went to hold Li Zhonglan's hand, but Li Zhonglan quickly avoided it.

Zhao Guangyi saw Li Zhonglan walking from a distance. Although she was dressed in a black military uniform, her skin was as soft and smooth as a white orchid, her lips were also cutely red, and her soft waist was tightly bound by a belt. Those who didn't know thought that a beautiful woman came to the battlefield, but compared with the rough men with swallow jaws and beards, it was like a fairy descending from the earth.

After appreciating Li Zhonglan, Zhao Guangyi shifted his gaze to Zhao Tingjie. The latter is imposing and graceful, and although he is in armor, he does not have a strong aura. Standing with Li Zhonglan only makes people feel that they are very suitable. This is what Zhao Guangyi is very concerned about. .

"Pan Mei, let your son compete with the county king." Zhao Guangyi said to his confidant.

Pan Mei was a famous founding general of the Song Dynasty. He was once used by Zhao Kuangyin. Now that he is over half a century old, he is still capable of both military force and tactics.

Pan Weiji is actually the son of Guo Rong, the emperor of the Later Zhou Dynasty. Guo Rong's martial arts are world-renowned, and his son must also be a dragon and phoenix. adventure.

Following his father's order, Pan Weiji picked up a Fangtian painted halberd and walked to the center of the school grounds. Zhao Tingjie also walked into the school grounds carrying a shuttle gun. The two saluted each other and began to exchange weapons.

At the beginning, the two were relatively restrained and only fought on the flat ground. Later, when the fight reached a height, they began to fly in the air. When the gun is on, sparks will burst out.

Li Zhonglan had never seen Zhao Tingjie use a gun, but he was not at all worried that Tingjie would lose. After all, he had seen the contest between the opponent and the ghost king. The power of lightning and thunder in the sky above Tokyo City was enough to move the hearts of the people in the city.

Sure enough, after a hundred rounds, Pan Weiji's physical strength was gradually exhausted, but Zhao Tingjie's expression remained normal.

"Okay!" All the soldiers burst into applause. In terms of martial arts, the county king is a well-deserved hero in everyone's hearts. If he doesn't have Li Zhonglan's weakness, he will be more perfect.

Li Zhonglan was happy watching Tingjie fight with ease, the corners of his mouth were curved, and his face was full of admiration. Bounced away, but he stopped him: "My lord!"

Zhao Tingmei nodded, her eyes flickered, and Li Zhonglan took the initiative to show her favor: "Can I take a step to talk?"

The two walked far away from the crowd, and Li Zhonglan asked with concern: "My lord, it's been a long time, and you don't seem to be in good spirits."

Zhao Tingmei said what the other party meant, sighed, and said: "Mr. Li, I am not the murderer who killed your father. I was also deceived by others. The reason why I feel guilty is because I indirectly killed your father. On the one hand, if it wasn't for your father, I'm afraid I would have already become a dead soul."

Li Zhonglan was shocked: "Why did the prince say such a thing?"

Zhao Tingmei said gloomily: "A few days before the incident, Your Majesty heard me talking about celebrating your father, so he asked me to bring a jug of wine for your father, saying it was a reward. Your father is happy. Your father is a cheerful person. After I clinked glasses with him, he drank the poisoned wine first, but he ignored the pain and immediately told me that the wine was poisoned. I owe your father my life. If I have a chance, I will pay you back. for you!"

Li Zhonglan had mixed feelings in his heart. He thought that Li Yu was not a straightforward person, but Li Yu and King Qi were true friends, and now he had a new understanding of Zhao Guangyi's viciousness. Zhao Guangyi even wanted to kill his own brother with poison. The throne is insane.

Wouldn't that court rank, which was also a threat to the throne, be a thorn in Zhao Guangyi's side?Li Zhonglan began to worry again.