Zhao Gao's sword was seized by Zhao Zheng's men as early as today before entering the post house. Later, he left in a hurry and had no time to get it back. Zhao Zheng only wanted to go out with Zhao Gao and did not bring any self-defense. thing.
Zhao Zheng expected that Zhou Wu was nearby, but he did not know that Zhao Gao had practiced swordsmanship. He was afraid that he would not be able to protect Zhou Wu by himself before Zhou Wu arrived, so he quietly took a step behind, trying to block Zhao Gao's back.
Zhao Gao frowned with a rare expression of solemnity. Although his swordsmanship was weak, he had nothing to fear if he were alone at the moment. However, these people were obviously coming for Zhao Zheng, which had to worry him, so he did not move at the moment. A step behind sensually.
The two of them did not expect such a move from the other side, and were both startled. Before they could express anything, the other side started to attack. Zhao Zheng and Zhao Gaokong were capable but unarmed, so they had no advantage in a close-quarters fight. Fortunately, they both reacted quickly. They aimed to seize the knife from the beginning, and one of them struck ruthlessly, while the other struck decisively, so they did not fall into a disadvantage.
Zhao Zheng was amazed by Zhao Gao's unusual approach, and immediately shouted: "Okay." However, his hands were unable to withstand the four punches, and the assassins came one after another, and the two gradually began to feel tired. If there is a big movement, Zhou Wu will definitely rush over. At such a juncture, they can hold on for a moment, and they mainly focus on conserving their physical strength to avoid injury, and are not reluctant to fight.
"Who sent you here?" Zhao Zheng asked with murderous intent, but the other party was not intimidated by him. Seeing that they were extremely organized and disciplined, and had a strong psychological quality, both of them felt that something was not good: with this style of play, as long as their physical strength was exhausted, there would be only death waiting for them.
"You go first." The two voices overlapped perfectly without any warning. They were originally concerned about each other's safety, but they didn't expect this to be the case. Both of them were stunned. Suddenly they looked at each other and smiled, neither of them mentioned asking the other to leave again, and their tired faces regained some luster.
Seeing the sunset in front of him, Zhou Wu finally rushed over. Seeing that his king was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief and immediately led his men to fight a bloody path and reunited with the two of them. Then Zhou Wu's eyes unconsciously fell on the little white-faced scholar. He saw that he was holding a bloody long knife in his hand. Although he was not walking in a vigorous and vigorous way, when he waved the long knife that was not commensurate with his figure, he actually felt a sense of emotion. He had a carefree and leisurely attitude, and his moves were so crisp that he couldn't help but say "Hey".
Although Zhao Gao doesn't kill people randomly now, he is also merciless. Don't look at him now. The first time he was forced to take action by Wei Liao, he also suffered a lot. After all, the environment he grew up in in his previous life is different from this one. It was different in this life. He was able to let go of the restraints of his previous life and hurt people and even kill people like he is now, and he struggled for a long time.
Dots of blood spattered on his spotless white clothes, like red plums blooming after a sudden snowfall overnight, making his face even more handsome for no reason. Zhao Zheng, who was on the side, accidentally saw his appearance, and his heart was shaken for no reason.
If Xiao Gao looks as beautiful as the melting spring sun when he smiles, then his solemn look now is like the frozen snow on Cangshan Mountain, which is even more heart-pounding. Realizing that he had other thoughts about Xiao Gaosheng, Zhao Zheng felt that he had blasphemed against him. He quickly calmed down and suppressed those charming thoughts and concentrated on fighting the enemy.
The strangeness here attracted the patrolling soldiers, and the huge commotion even alerted the Yueyang Order. Seeing that the situation was over, the assassins did not want to reveal their identities and fled in a hurry.
Zhao Zheng did not bring enough manpower, so he simply revealed his identity. Seeing the darkness surrounding him and people kneeling down, he remained unmoved. He confirmed that Zhao Gao was fine, asked Zhou Wu and his brothers, and then cleaned up the stains on his body. The blood-stained clothes said calmly: "Legyang Yueyang, this matter happened on your territory, do you know what to do?"
Posthouse.
"Are you tired, Xiao Gao?" Looking at Zhao Zheng's smile, Zhao Gao knew that he must be brewing something, so he asked funnyly: "What does the king want to say?" Sure enough... "There are few rooms in the post house, and there are not many rooms here today. We can't live in it anymore, so if we occupy two more rooms, Zhou Wu and the others won't have enough, and we can't let them sleep outside, so we..." If Zhou Wu were here at this time, he would hear his king "thinking about himself like this" , I don’t know what I will think.
"Okay." Zhao Zheng didn't expect Zhao Gao to answer so simply. He couldn't react for a moment. Before he could be happy, Zhao Gao said again: "Then I'll just spend the night in the main room." Zhao Zheng's smile froze. On his face, he still refused to give up: "Xiao Gao, I haven't seen you for many years, don't you want to ask me how I have lived these years?"
"How has your Majesty lived these years?" Zhao Gao looked at him leisurely. Zhao Zheng was speechless for a moment and didn't know what to do. Unexpectedly, Zhou Wu and Zhang Jing came over at this moment. Zhao Zheng couldn't say anything more, so he put on a solemn expression and sat upright in front of the case. Zhou Wu felt mixed emotions in his heart when he saw that the pretty-faced scholar was still clinging to Zhao Zheng so late.
Just before he came in, Zhou Wu pulled Zhang Jing and asked: "Brother, you are well-informed. Do you know the background of that pretty boy? How come you never let him leave you since the king saw him?" He finally saw Zhang Jing and came back. How could he come back? Let this opportunity pass. Zhang Jing had always been an expressionless person, and now that he was looking at him coldly, he felt chilled all over.
"It's not your turn to talk about the king's affairs, but I want to remind you that if the king knows that you are disrespectful to that person, you will definitely lose your skin." It's okay not to say it. When Zhang Jing said this, Zhou Wu became even more angry. Out of curiosity, he scratched his head and tried his best to make Zhang Jing explain the matter clearly, but Zhang Jing remained silent. "The king has summoned me. If I don't go, will you bear it?"
At this moment, "Are you saying that these people may all be from the Chu State?" After listening to Zhang Jing's report, Zhao Zhengyou tapped the desk and asked. "My subordinates have inspected the corpses. Judging from their appearance, they are more likely to be from the south. There is currently no movement in Shu, so the only thing I can think of is Chu."
Mentioning Zhao Zheng of Chu State, he thought of a person, and couldn't help but snorted in his heart: "There is no need to investigate this matter anymore, I have an idea in my mind..." Zhang Jing folded his hands and saluted and said: "No."
After Zhao Zheng finished speaking, he didn't let Zhou Wu and Zhang Jing leave. He suddenly glanced at a bamboo slip at hand, picked it up and looked at it. He suddenly laughed at this sight, and he also picked up a pen and wrote a word on the side, handing it to Zhao Gaodao. : "Speaking of which, I learned my handwriting from the teacher's teachings when I was young. Now that I write it like this, I wonder if I have lost the teacher's face?"
Before he finished speaking, Zhou Wu, who was still winking at Zhang Jing, suddenly froze.
In front of others, Zhao Zheng resumed his proper title. The reason why he insisted on calling Zhao Gao "teacher" was because he was aware of Zhou Wu's attitude towards Zhao Gao. He did not want others to underestimate Zhao Gao, so he had to call him "teacher" in front of others. Zhou Wu made this clear in front of him. Zhao Gao didn't know what was going on in his mind, so he simply continued: "Now the king's calligraphy has become quite popular, but Zhao Gao has not made any progress in ten years."
"Clang", this time the fine iron sword in Zhou Wu's hand fell off.
Zhao Zheng glanced at him, then turned to Zhao Gao and said: "Teacher's handwriting has not improved at all, but he has such a strong character when he writes casually. If he takes it seriously, I am afraid it will only make others feel that he is a scumbag."
Lao Lao Lao Lao...Teacher? Zhou Wu thought about all the possibilities and probably never expected that the king and the pretty boy...ah, the king and this gentleman actually have this kind of relationship. But is this too young? No, I just saw him fighting and I felt like he was in a fairy-like mood. Maybe it’s because the master has the ability to control his appearance? In fact, he is already over 70 years old, but he still looks like a young boy...well, he still looks like a handsome scholar?
Zhou Wu suddenly realized that he was actually looking down on others from the beginning to the end, and when he came in just now, he nodded to him again. Although he didn't smile at him like the first time, he still had the attitude he should have. On the other hand, he I, on the other hand, seem to be too small-minded. With such a broad mind, he might actually be a good-looking senior!
Zhou Wu thought seriously and looked seriously. Zhao Gao didn't have deep contact with Zhou Wu, and he didn't know that Zhou Wu always thought like a runaway wild horse when he thought about things. Seeing him staring at me with suspicion for a long time, he thought that he had just returned and hadn't washed the lotion off his face. He couldn't help but laugh and asked: "The guard has been looking at Zhao Gao for so long, but there is something on Zhao Gao's face?"
"Ah, no, no, no, no, sir... is very good." Zhou Wu originally wanted to call out "Senior", but seeing that his face was more than ten years younger than his own, he couldn't say it, and he felt too high. The senior man definitely didn't like this kind of address, so he quickly changed his name to "Mr."
This time Zhou Wu's attitude changed drastically, which made Zhao Gao find Zhou Wu even more interesting. He thought to himself: His temper comes and goes quickly. He is a gentle person. But Zhao Zheng knew from the look on his face that he was going in another very bad direction, and he suddenly doubted whether his decision just now was wrong. Zhao Zheng rubbed his eyebrows with a headache, waved his hands, and asked Zhang Jing to take the person away quickly with some "disgust".
As soon as Zhou Wu and Zhang Jing left, the study returned to its original calm. The chirping of insects outside the window seemed to suddenly amplify several times. Zhao Gao saw a faint look of exhaustion on Zhao Zheng's handsome profile, and contacted He rubbed his brows just now, and immediately advised him with gentle words: "Your Majesty, it is better to rest early."
Zhao Zheng did not move, just looked at Zhao Gao and said in a negotiating tone: "There is no reason to let the teacher sleep in the main room. The students occupy the inner room, so Xiao Gao will sleep with me tonight?" Look at Zhao Zheng's face. With an expectant look on his face, Zhao Gao couldn't help but shake his head and said, "Okay."
Lying together again, Zhao Gao and Zhao Zheng both felt a little emotional. The first time Zhao Zheng was a baby less than ten years old, the wooden couch in Zhao Gao's house seemed a bit cramped for two people. Seeing that he couldn't fall asleep, he simply turned sideways and held the plush chicken-like doll in his arms. , let him sleep peacefully.
At present, the couch in the post house is more than enough for three people, but Zhao Zheng can't sleep even more. "Has Xiao Gao slept?" Zhao Gao slowly opened his eyes but did not look at him. Thinking of what happened during the day, a smile suddenly appeared on his lips and he said proactively: "During the day, I remembered something about the king's childhood." Zhao Zheng Looking at his smile, you knew it was definitely not a good thing, but he was willing to listen to whatever Zhao Gao said, so he still asked: "What did Xiao Gao think of?"
"The king lost his teeth and couldn't pronounce clearly when he was a child..." The words did not need to be finished but were more meaningful. Zhao Zheng coughed in embarrassment and said dullly: "You are not allowed to laugh." Zhao Gao smiled perfunctorily: "Okay, I won't laugh. ..." As soon as he finished speaking, he was hugged into a hug domineeringly, and he couldn't help but asked in astonishment: "Your Majesty?"
Zhao Zheng took a deep breath in his arms, rubbed it gently, and spoke with a thick nasal voice: "Xiao Gao, I'm very happy today." Zhao Gao's expression froze, knowing that Zhao Ji's incident must have hurt him deeply. , that’s why I am so worried about gains and losses like now. After being silent for a long time, he softly said "hmm", then patted Zhao Zheng's back gently, and comforted him in a low voice: "I won't leave anymore. Your Majesty, please sleep peacefully."
