Chapter 83 Da Chaoxin Palace 1

The scorching sun is already in May, and the weather is gradually getting hot. Although it is not as hot as Sanfu, it is also unbearable at noon. Usually, no one will walk in the wild against the big sun.

There is a small forest next to the post road a few miles away from Handan City, but there is a large group of officials from the State of Zhao waiting here. Most of them are anxious. They stretch their necks and look at the distance of the post road, but no one dares to make an impatient complaint.

Under a towering tree, Zhao He was waiting quietly in the shade of the tree. He didn't see much impatience. Instead, he looked at the scenery in the distance with great interest, looking leisurely and comfortable. He stayed in the deep palace all year round. In order to be afraid that he would neglect his studies and political affairs, his father Wang and Feiyi looked at him very closely, so they rarely went out to play. Today, in order to welcome his father's return to the capital, he was able to get out of his busy life.

Not far from him, there are Xiangbang Feiyi and the prince. Probably a little sleepy. Fortunately, Feiyi sat on the ground, leaned on the stump, closed his eyes to refresh his mind, and ignored the outside world. Gong Zicheng looked impatient. He sat down for a while and couldn't help standing up and moving his hands and feet. After a while, he was tired and sat down to rest. After so many times, Zhao He's eyes were dazzled.

The shade slightly farther away is the public ministers such as Li Wei, Zhao Ya and Hu Yi, standing or sitting, whispering to each other, and a few short laughter from time to time. Further away are the general officials below a thousand stones. The number of these people is the largest. Most of them are pulled to support the scenes. Naturally, there is no such good treatment. Most of them sit in the shade of small trees, and even many people stand in the sun with bad luck, but they dare not complain, so they have to lower their heads and keep wiping their foreheads. Sweat, his heart was full of complaints, but he did not dare to show any resentment on his face.

When Zhao He was wandering around, he suddenly saw a rider of Zhao Jun galloping in the distance, galloping his horse twenty steps away and shouting on the horse: "Your Majesty, there is a group of thousands of cavalry galloping in front of them, and the banner is the Lord's Yulin Guard."

Zhao He looked happy and said happily, "But is your father here?"

"I didn't see the master's command. I think it was the former army to spread the news."

Zhao He nodded, looked at Feiyi and said, "Taifu, since your father is coming soon, let's meet him out."

At this time, Feiyi had already stood up and bowed when he heard the words; "Vit's very good."

It took a long time for the vast team of officials with more than a thousand people to be rectified. Zhao He, Feiyi and others took the lead, riding a war horse and dozens of high-ranking officials in the forefront of the team. Behind them were some messy officials, mostly walking, following the royal driver of King Zhao. In addition, there are more than 2,000 guards in the palace, with cavalry, commanded by the captain Xinqi, surrounded by the front and back of the imperial driver.

The welcoming team left the woods. After walking for a while, they heard the warning horn of the scouts in the distance. In less than half a minute, a large amount of smoke appeared at the end of the post road, and a cavalry under the banner of Zhao Jun galloped.

Since Wang drove here, the captain naturally did not dare to neglect it. He quickly ordered the whole army to prepare for the war. The 2,000 troops hurriedly formed a line-up and put on a posture to prepare for the battle. Soon the cavalry on the opposite side also found the men and horses of the brigade, so they slowed down the speed of the horse and changed it to walk slowly. The formation changed from a wedge of the charge to a loose horse to show invincibility. At the same time, he sent a horseman to go ahead, holding the master's rune in his hand to the opposite. Seeing that the Fujie was no different, Xinqi also put away his attention and ordered the whole army to make way.

Several riders drove out in the cavalry, but the first one was the people he knew in Xinqi, who was Zhao Xin.

Zhao Xin also recognized the letter period and hurriedly asked An with a smile, "Master, be safe and sound."

Xinqi saw that he was wearing armor. Zhao Xin, an apprentice with a childish face a few months ago, turned into a tiger general. He couldn't help laughing, patted him on the shoulder and said happily, "Go and visit Wang Shang. Don't let Wang Shang wait for a long time. We have time to talk about the past."

Zhao Xin also knew the priorities, so he nodded with a smile, and then crossed the letter period. He was single and rushed to the royal driver.

In their spare time, the Zhao soldiers who swept to both sides of the army saw that although they were tall and well-equipped, their formation was not strict. Many soldiers wanted to know that they were friendly troops, so they didn't even get the bows and arrows. Although he was on alert, he looked lazy. Zhao Xin estimated that if he suddenly launched an unprepared attack, the feather forest of less than a thousand people would be enough to kill these palace guards.

This is the difference between the border army and the palace guard. Although the palace guard is also a cavalry, most of the selection is from the children of nobles. Most of them are well-looking and tall. Usually, they will hardly encounter wars in the palace, so most of them are work of honor guards, so naturally they can't work with The border troops who have experienced hundreds of battles are compared with each other. Although Yulin's sequence does not belong to the border army, he has been following his father to fight on the battlefield for many years, which has long been no different from the border army. So it's clear at a glance.

He was thinking about it, but he had arrived in front of the king's car. From afar, he saw a large group of people waiting there immediately. At first, he was a young man in black clothes who was about the same grade as himself. Although his appearance was a little tender, his eyes were extremely clear. Feiyi and Gong Zicheng were on both sides. There was no doubt that this person must be the king of Zhao.

He hurriedly urged him to move forward, flew out of the horse twenty steps away, and quickly stepped forward and bowed down; "Participate in the king."

Zhao He has been the king of Zhao for nearly two years. The king's manner has been similar. Hearing the words, he raised his hand slightly and said gently, "Fall."

"Thank you, Wang Shang." Zhao Xin stood up and looked up behind Zhao He. Sure enough, he saw his father and uncle looking at him in surprise in the team. Although Zhao Jian looked solemn, he still had a straight face, but it was difficult to hide the smile in his eyes. Li Wei looked at Zhao Xin with a smile and saw Zhao Xin nod slightly.

Before Zhao He could ask a question, the prince Cheng beside him had already said with a frown: "Where is the master now?"

Zhao Xin bowed slightly and said, "The master is leading a large army on the way here. He is afraid of disturbing the king, so he ordered the last general to pass on to the king first."

Mr. Cheng snorted and looked a little unhappy, but he didn't say anything. His eyes glanced at Zhao Xin's face and suddenly felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was for a moment, so he blurted out, "Who are you?"

A trace of hatred flashed in Zhao Xin's low eyes, but his expression soon recovered as usual. He just straightened his waist and replied neither humble nor arrogantly; "Zhao Xin, the last general, have seen the prince."

"Zhao Xin." The prince was stunned and immediately remembered Zhao Xin, who had a conflict with his son. He looked at Zhao Xin with a strange look.

In just a few months, Zhao Xin's temperament has changed a lot. His original impression of him was just a stubborn and thin teenager. Now he is dressed in armor and looks steady. If he is not as frivolous as before, his face is also faintly dusty. If he didn't know his identity, it would be really difficult for him to connect him with the previous Zhao Xin.

Naturally, he doesn't know that the battlefield is undoubtedly a place where a boy can quickly become a man. There is no training of life and death in the world that can make people determined. At the beginning, the hairy boy had a calm after several times of life and death.

Gong Zicheng suddenly remembered what Zhao Xin had just said and said suspiciously, "Do you think you are Lieutenant Yulin?"

Zhao Xin lowered his eyes and just said lightly, "Exactly."

The prince's face sank in an instant, and his expression was a little ugly. Since the founding of the State of Zhao, there has never been a precedent for becoming a general at such a young age. Although there are many positions as captains in the army, there is no need to say what Yuling lieutenant means, and it is not comparable to those border lieutenants. Even the captain of Xinqi, who holds the guard, is probably not as important as Zhao Xin, the captain of Yulin, who often accompanies his master. This made Mr. Cheng not be surprised and afraid, and he was also wary of this teenager who had always despised him.

As Mr. Cheng thought in his heart, he said angrily, "Why don't I know when this Yulin Duwei was sealed?"

Zhao Xinyue looked up slightly and said, "The end will be awarded for military merit, and the grace given by the Lord seems not to be approved by the prince."