Zhong Shidao, who was so happy inside, could only keep a straight face at this moment, patted his own son on the shoulder and told him to listen to your uncle Yao Xiong's words honestly.
Perform your duties well. My dear father, I and your second brother Zhong Xi will reluctantly go to Xingqing Mansion to fight to the death. If anything happens, the old Zhong family will rely on you.
Zhong Hao, who had a dark expression on his face, looked at his second brother Zhong Xi, who was standing behind his biological father with an overjoyed expression, and felt so upset that he couldn't bear it.
"Dad, why don't you talk to Commander Gao and let the child go with the army? The child also wants to make contributions."
"You kid, how can you say that? The Yao family has kept people, so our old Zhong family can't all leave, right? It's not like you don't know what kind of temper your Uncle Yao has?"
"Originally, my father wanted to stay, but my father has been away from the army for many years and is not familiar with the soldiers. If he stayed, he would easily make a big mistake that would be detrimental to his command..."
Seeing his father's serious explanation, Zhong Hao could only lower his head in frustration with a pulled face.
On the side, Cai Laoliu went through a fierce inner struggle, and finally felt that there was no need to kill himself on the northwest border.
After all, this trip to Xingqing Mansion was deep in the enemy's country. I was really afraid that I wouldn't be able to survive this journey.
On the contrary, Tong Zhisheng, that vulgar warrior, did not hesitate to follow his senior brother forward and retreat together.
"Junior brother, if you don't want to go, that's fine, but... I'm afraid I won't be able to get the credit for you in seizing Xingqing Mansion, the capital of Xixia."
"After all, there are tens of thousands of people watching, but you are not even there. Even if I tell you my merits, senior brother, you will be ridiculed by everyone in the world..."
He looked at the serious senior brother in front of him, and then looked at the contemptuous Tong Zhisheng next to him, that vulgar martial artist.
Then he thought about his own father who was on the same level as him, who might be waiting for him to retreat and then kill him.
Cai Laoliu tried his best to wrap up his cotton coat, gritted his teeth, and nodded vigorously.
"In that case, I will sell these hundred pounds to senior brother and brother Zhisheng."
Seeing Cai Laoliu finally nodding his head, Gao Zhang finally felt that the scapegoat group around him had become complete again, and then he smiled happily.
"You said it's not shameful to weigh over two hundred pounds. After all, I'm not putting you on the scale."
"..."
"Don't worry, you just follow the team. If you can't walk anymore, I'll put you on the car. Even if it means dragging you, the Sa family will drag you to Xingqing Mansion."
Feeling the power of Tong Zhisheng's big slap on his shoulder, Cai Laoliu glanced at the white snow on the mountains in the distance and felt that he was asking for trouble.
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In the end, Yao Xiong was the main general, and several Western Army generals such as Zhong Hao were deputy deputies, leading an army of 20,000 to guard here.
Gao Zhang even shouted to Weiming Yeguang on the city again that he would lead the army directly to Xingqing Mansion.
I will definitely capture the capital of Xixia within ten days. If you don’t surrender after ten days, I will bring the head of your Xixia leader Li Qianshun to see you to see how long you can hold on.
The response Gao Zhang got was a lot of curses from the angry and frightened Xixia soldiers on the city wall.
Gao Zhang ignored this and announced the departure of the army, leaving Yao Xiong and others to guard the troops.
With the flying thunder cannon, and the advanced boat that can be launched into the sky, it can detect the enemy hundreds of miles away, and clearly see the movement of soldiers and horses in Weizhou City.
Yao Xiong couldn't figure out how he could lose. The only dissatisfaction he felt was that he could only squat here and watch helplessly as Commander Gao led his army straight to Xingqing Mansion.
"I don't know if Marshal Gao and the others will be in danger and be forced to withdraw their troops and return..."
A general of the Western Army scratched his scalp, looked at the team that was drifting away, and murmured in a low voice.
As soon as these words came out, several generals also subconsciously thought about nodding their heads, but they felt that something was wrong. They were friendly forces after all. It was normal to be jealous, but it was a bit excessive to be jealous to the point of twisting their hearts.
Yao Xiong exhaled, and with a straight face, he shouted at a general.
"More than 10,000 cavalry responded, and there were multiple battalions of flying thunder cannons in the army. The Xixia armies were either pinned down or lured away from Xingqing Mansion."
"Tell me, why did Gao Shuai lose? How did he withdraw his troops?"
After scolding these guys, he turned around again, but he could no longer see the army that was drifting away.
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Zheng Juzhong felt that he had become a fake Shaanxi Road Economic Strategy appeasement envoy.
Gao Zhang, the boy, rushed to Shaanxi Road early, while he himself stayed in Tokyo for almost half a month due to illness before leaving Bianliang, Tokyo.
In this regard, Zheng Juzhong wished he could continue to be ill. After all, it was a hard journey, and there was no way he could be as comfortable as at home in Bianliang, Tokyo.
As a result, not long after I left Bianliang, Tokyo, I received news that Gao Zhang, the young favorite who was good-looking, well-spoken, and deeply loved by the officials, had actually captured the Xishou Baotai Army of Xixia. Si, capture his general.
When he received the news, Zheng Juzhong felt that the boy was too crazy and bragging was unreasonable.
But after seeing the content in the Di newspaper, Zheng Juzhong was silent for a long time.
Especially after that, I heard that the officials sent people to give Xiao Gao, deputy envoy, Shangshu sword, and the governor of the military.
Zheng Juzhong wished he could just ride back to Bianliang, Tokyo, and lie down and count balls. What's the point of riding a horse?
I am the one who provides guidance and comfort, okay? You didn't give something as interesting as Shang Fang's sword to me, but you gave it to the deputy envoy. Isn't this a foolish king or something?
Zheng Juzhong, who was very unhappy, became more and more angry as he thought about it. When he arrived in Chang'an, he immediately became "sick".
I decided to let the emperor understand that if the treatment and attention of me, an important minister of the Song Dynasty, were not improved, I would just be a salted fish in Chang'an and never move a step north.
As a result, after lying in bed for several days, Zheng Juzhong received the emperor's edict and a bunch of precious medicinal materials, and asked Zheng Juzhong's body for a while.
Moreover, Zheng Juzhong was specifically allowed to stay in Chang'an for one month to recuperate. If his illness did not recover after one month, he would return to Bianliang, Tokyo to recuperate.
But don't worry, Zheng Aiqing, I am a very considerate emperor. If you work even though you are sick, I will definitely not take away your important task of comforting the Shaanxi Road Manager.
"Is the official crazy?"
After the angel left, Zheng Juzhong took off the white towel tied around his head and threw it aside, shouting angrily.
"Proprietor, please calm down. Doesn't this prove that the officials value and care for you, proprietor?"
"Furthermore, the official family has already given Privy Councilor Gao a Shangfang sword. If he is given another sword, it seems too...well, he will definitely be criticized by the courtiers."
"...Hmph! Then I'm just lying here in Chang'an. I want to see what tricks that lawless boy can do."
After saying these words, Zheng Juzhong put himself back on the bed, turned over in a very awkward manner, and then became motionless...
(End of chapter)
