Chapter 84 Great Dynasty Letter Palace 2

Although Zhao Xin's expression was polite, his tone was confrontational. The meaning was obvious, that is, to tell the prince that he was just a left master's post, and he had no right to ask about his reward.

"You..." Gong Zicheng was provoked by Zhao Xin and was suddenly furious, but what Zhao Xin said was reasonable, but there was no way to refute it. He had to point to him angrily and couldn't speak for a moment.

Seeing that the relationship between the two was so rigid, Feiyi beside him was also aware of it in his heart. He was old and important. He didn't want to cause trouble when his father returned to the court, so he came forward and said to Zhao Cheng, "Sir, the memorial that Zhao Xin was awarded at the beginning was indeed sent to me. It's just that the position of captain was not important, so I didn't inform the prince. It was just that it was accurate, which caused your misunderstanding."

After saying that, he looked at Zhao Xin and frowned slightly. The meaning in his eyes was self-evident, that is, let Zhao Xin accept it as soon as he sees it, and don't know how to advance or retreat. Zhao Xin also knew it. He just bowed his hand and retreated, so he stopped talking.

Mr. Feiyi seemed to be belittling Zhao Xin to speak for himself. He felt better, and he hummed and didn't say more.

Zhao He, who was watching the two quarrel immediately, was full of interest, but he was a little disappointed to see that the two did not quarrel. He looked at Zhao Xin again and said curiously, "Are you Zhao Xin? I heard from my father Wang's letter about you. He said that you are smart and very clever. He said that he was my rare talent in the future.

Zhao was moved by his confidence. He bowed and saluted with a smile, "The king praised it. The last general was just lucky. In addition, my cavalry of the State of Zhao was strong, so I was able to make a meager military contribution."

Zhao He saw that he was not much older than himself, but his behavior was decent, and he also had a steady spirit in the army. He couldn't help but admire him. He suddenly felt a good impression in his heart and said gently with a smile: "My father has rarely praised a person so much. You must be a rare talent if you can get such appreciation from him. Don't You're welcome."

Zhao Xin saw that although he was a king, he did not have the air of a king. He seemed to be a gentle person, and he also had a good impression in his heart. Just as he was about to speak, his ears suddenly pricked up, and he suddenly said for a moment, "King, the master's army has arrived."

Seeing his strange behavior, Zhao He's curiosity in his heart couldn't help but rise. He was about to ask, but he really heard the sound of the horn in the distance. A large number of cavalry gushed out at the end of the horizon, like rolling dark clouds, often unable to see the head.

The ground shook slightly. Although tens of thousands of cavalry did not accelerate the charge, the momentum was still terrible, like a surging tide, making people feel like a lonely boat in the storm. When have those scholars and doctors who are usually used to living in Handan have seen such a terrible momentum? Under the pressure of the army, they are suddenly silent. Even the Royal City Guards, who were also cavalry, stayed where they were, holding the rein tightly and didn't even dare to say a sound, for fear of stimulating these murderous cavalry.

In the march at any time, these cavalry gaps are extremely orderly. Seeing that King Zhao's frame is here, the leading general ordered to stop moving forward and form a whole army. Immediately, the soldiers in the front row gave way to a road, and dozens of riders came quickly. The first man was Zhao Yong, the master.

Zhao He hurriedly stopped the driver. He got out of the car and greeted him quickly. Zhao Yong also followed him and reached out to hold Zhao He heavily. He laughed and said, "He'er, I haven't seen you for almost half a year, but you have grown a lot."

At this time, the fat son Cheng and others also greeted him and bowed down one after another. After the ministers saluted, it was the turn of the generals who followed Zhao Yong to salute Zhao He.

Zhao Xi, Han Sheng and others saluted one by one, with a comfortable expression, but when it comes to Zhao Zhang, their expression is a little strange.

Zhao Zhang slowly got off his horse and walked to Zhao He. He smiled at Zhao He as if he was a little hesitant, but he still bent down and knelt down. Zhao He grabbed his thick arm and said happily, "Brother, you and my brother don't have to be so polite. You and I are brothers first, and secondly kings and ministers."

Zhao Zhang's face was not moved, but he gently broke away from his hand and said lightly, "The king laughed, the king and minister, father and son, brothers, this is the outline of ethics. I am Zhao Chen, how can I make an exception to abolish the ceremony."

He didn't give Zhao He a chance to speak. He just slowly bent down and lowered his head and said, "Ji Zhao Zhang, join the king."

The original harmonious scene suddenly stiffened. Originally, Zhao Xi and others visited Zhao He as a simple military gift of kneeling on one knee, but Zhao Zhang did a kowtow.

Zhao Zhang is twenty-six years old. He is extremely tall, almost the same as his master when he was young, while Zhao is only thirteen years old, thin and slender, with white skin like a woman. Zhao Zhang knelt in front of him, which made people feel so abrupt. Almost everyone's eyes fell on Zhao Zhang, with sympathy and sarcasm in his eyes.

Because it was too vulgar if there was no identity of the person kneeling on the ground, the abandoned prince of the previous dynasty should have become the abandoned prince of the king of Zhao.

At this moment, Zhao Yong's original smile suddenly froze. He quietly looked at his two favorite sons without saying a word.

What an discordant scene it is for the elder to kneel in front of the young man, while the elder brother kneels in front of the younger brother.

Originally, he should have been a brother and a king and minister, but he became a brother and a king and minister. And all this was caused by myself.

He deposed Zhao Zhang's position as the prince. There is no reason, just because of his own painstaking efforts**. He also regretted and felt sorry for Zhao Zhang, so he always tried his best to compensate him, giving him the best frame, the best bed and food, and all specifications and treatment were the same as himself.

Zhao Zhang also seems to have done a good job. He has always followed him to fight in the south without complaint, and has never made any request. Over time, Zhao Yong confidently thought that Zhao Zhang no longer cared about the gains and losses of the throne and was willing to be a general, but now he found that he still cared about it.

Zhao Zhang didn't say anything or do anything, but he was making his heart ache with a silent protest. Only then did Zhao Yong find that he was really too biased, so biased that he almost made his beloved eldest son suffer.

He loves Zhao He very much, but most of this love is because of his mother - the woman he can't forget in his life, and the beloved woman who is comparable to his ambition. And his love for Zhao Zhang seems to be much simpler. Zhao Zhang is his eldest son. He has always taken him with him to discipline himself. From babology to toddlers, from the fear of the first time to the current battlefield, he has become a qualified general. It is no exaggeration to say that Zhao Zhang is continuing his path and his ideals. He is too much like himself, both in appearance and temper.

Originally, he thought everything was under his control, including his two sons. However, Zhao Zhang protested his preference with this silent behavior, which made him suddenly feel heartache.

Looking at Zhao Zhang's slightly trembling body on the ground, Zhao Yong had an unprecedented self-reproach in his heart. Suddenly, he wanted to compensate his eldest son and tried his best to compensate him, so that he could understand that his father also loved him very much.

The master's mind did not escape from a person's eyes. Behind the generals, Tian Bule lowered his head and carefully observed the change of the master's look. Seeing that he was first stunned, then suddenly felt guilty. Finally, Tian Bulei's mouth couldn't help showing a sneer.

Indisputable is the best fight.

Lord, Lord, Lord, you hero, after all, you still can't pass your own level. You can be ruthless to everyone, and you can't always be ruthless to your close relatives.

Affectionateness and righteousness are advantages for a man, but for a mature king, they are fatal enough shortcomings.

The most ruthless imperial family, power and throne are always the most intoxicating things in the world. When you control this supreme power and enjoy the satisfaction of all sentient beings to submit to your feet, what will you be reluctant to give up?

Unfortunately, Zhao Yong has never been able to see through this.