Chapter 144 Surge 3

The long bell echoed over King Zhao's Palace for a long time, a large number of birds foraging on the roof, flapping their wings and flying towards the morning sun in groups, disappearing at the end of the sky.

In the cheers of dozens of wrestlers, the heavy palace door slowly pushed open. On both sides of the long corridor, a large number of Zhao soldiers wearing armor and swords stood on separate sides, and each person was in each of the five steps. At the end of the corridor is the tall and towering Linjue Palace, just like the owner of it, high above and despises the world.

Outside the Linjue Palace, Jingwei is clearly divided into two rows of guards. On the right are the imperial guard soldiers with dragon embroidery on their shoulders. They are tall and straight. They stand in front of the hall with a serious face with a sword in their hands. On the left, most of them are 17 or 18-year-old teenagers. The Peugeot is that there is a male pheasant feathers on their helmets. Most of these teenagers are not as tall as the guards, and the marching ranks are also casual. Many, which can only be barely qualified.

Zhao Xin long yawned and stretched out. He looked like he hadn't woken up yet, and did not shy away from the contemptuous eyes of the guard on the opposite side. Most of the guards are from poor border troops. Whether it is military posture or martial arts, they are the best in the Zhao army. Naturally, they look down on the Yulin army composed of a group of children from a family, and their contempt is unconcealed. Zhao Xindu is also aware of it, but he is just too lazy to care about it.

After all, Yulin is different from the ordinary Zhao army. Most of them are prepared to train future officers. People who can enter Yulin are not rich or noble. Although their martial arts skills are not bad, most of them have been cultivated since childhood. If you let them practice as strictly as those guards, I'm afraid Yulin will mutiny in a few days. Naturally, Zhao Xin will not do this kind of thankless thing, but he is strict in some big aspects. As for these details, he mostly turns a blind eye.

Today is the five-day court meeting. It happened that it was Zhao Xin's turn to be on duty, so he came to the palace early before dawn. Most young people are thirsty for sleep, and Zhao Xin is naturally no exception, so when he stands there early in the morning, he looks depressed and depressed, yawning from time to time.

Just as Zhao Xin was dozing, a cough sounded. Zhao Xin opened his eyes and saw a thin and white old man outside the door looking at him, as if there was something in his eyes. Zhao Xin then came to his senses and hurriedly whispered. The Yulin soldiers under him quickly cheered up, imitating the ordinary posture of the imperial guard, and the military posture was not bad at all.

Seeing this, the old man couldn't help smiling and smiled at Zhao Xin. The old man is about 50 years old. Although he looks kind, he is a little strange. His gray hair is smooth and has no wrinkles. The most eye-catching thing is the whiteness under the jaw. If you have seen a wide range of people, it is not difficult to see that the old man is a famous eunuch.

He is the eunuch of the State of Zhao, leading the eunuchs in the palace and other big and small affairs. He is also an old eunuch who served the Martyrs, the Lord, and the three dynasties of Zhao He. Although he is a eunuch, he is humble and peaceful, and does not spoil others. He has a good reputation among scholars and doctors. As soon as he saw that Zhao Xin was a little lazy, he made a warning.

Sure enough, not long after, there was a noise of carriages and horses on the left side of the palace gate. Zhao Xin looked at it, and it was the owner's frame that arrived. Almost at the same time, Zhao Wanghe's frame also appeared on the right. Although the palace gate is spacious, it can't accommodate two teams of people and horses to enter at the same time, so the flag bearers of the team grabbed the rein and looked at each other hesitantly.

Zhao Hezheng was tied up in a king's suit and sat upright with a crown on his horse. Although his figure was a little thin, his face already had a trace of depth that he did not have at this age. When he saw that his father's frame also happened to arrive, he couldn't help but be stunned. Then he urged the horse, got off the horse and walked to the frame and saluted respectfully; "See you, father."

There was no movement in the carriage, and Zhao He couldn't help showing a trace of hesitation on his face. At this time, Han Sheng had already urged the horse to come. He turned over and got off the horse and saluted Zhao He, "The last general will see the king."

"General Han is flat." Zhao He stood up, slightly stretched out his hand to hold Han Sheng, and looked at the carriage, showing doubt.

Han Sheng took a step forward and said in a low voice, "Wang, the master is hunting in Yunze these days. He only rushed back to Handan last night. He was really sleepy at night and couldn't hold on, so he rested in the carriage for a while."

Zhao He nodded and was about to say something, but was interrupted by a thick middle-aged male voice from the carriage.

"Who said that I can't stand it anymore? Han Sheng, you have the courage to speak ill of me behind my back. I really don't want to live."

The curtain slowly opened. It was the lord's angular face, but he looked a little tired. I think it was because of poor sleep.

Han Shengxin knew that the master was joking with him, so he also laughed and said, "Yes, it's my subordinate's fault. Don't care about the last general.

Zhao Yong looked at Zhao He, and his eyes were a little complicated. After a while, he smiled and said, "He Er, you got up very early. There is still half an hour away from the court. Why don't you sleep more?"

"My son knows that the burden on his shoulders is very heavy, so he doesn't dare to slack off after ascending to the throne. After a long time, he gets used to it."

The smile on Zhao Yong's face was stronger, and he said intentionally or unintentionally, "With your father to share your worries, you don't have to work so hard."

Zhao He nodded, and the smile on his face was a little reluctant. "What my father said is very true, but after all, as the king of Zhao, his son naturally does not dare to neglect the affairs of the court. Otherwise, it will cause the loss of the State of Zhao. Then he is really ashamed of his ancestors and ashamed of his father."

Zhao Yong was silent for a moment. The seemingly ordinary conversation between the two was actually more obvious. Zhao Yong suddenly found that this little son, who had been extremely dependent on him, had quietly grown up and had his own opinions. He was no longer in charge of everything by himself as before.

Zhao Yong's mind was a little complicated for a while, and he didn't know whether it was good news or bad news for him. As a father, he is naturally happy to see his beloved son grow up and become sensible. But now this son is vaguely standing on his opposite side, which has become the biggest obstacle for him to regain control of the State of Zhao. This feeling seems a little subtle.

Zhao He looked up at his father, but saw his father looking at him with a complicated expression. Somehow he felt that the once kind face suddenly became a little strange. An unexplained grievance surged up in his heart, and his voice choked and shouted softly. Father."

Zhao Yonghu's body was for a while, and his eyes gradually softened when he looked at his son. Soon he was refreshed and reached out to him and shouted to him, "He Er, come on, get in the car."

Zhao He looked happy and quickly stretched out his little hand. The carriage was more than half a foot tall, but Zhao Yong was so powerful that he pulled Zhao He up without any effort. The master's motorcade began to move forward slowly again, crossing the palace gate and entering the palace.

The two sat shoulder to shoulder. Zhao He looked at the wall of the carriage curiously and asked, "Father, haven't you never taken a carriage?" Why is there an exception today?

Zhao Yong smiled and said, "This is true. Compared with free riding, sitting in this carriage is really hard. But this time I came back overnight, and I was a little tired in the middle of the night. That's why I have to leave the car."

He couldn't help sighing and said with a lonely look; "It seems that I can't accept old age. Over the years, my spirit has been getting worse and worse, and I can often fall asleep while talking about political affairs."

"Father, you think too much. You are so strong, how can you be old-fashioned."

Seeing that Zhao Yong was a little depressed, Zhao He avoided this topic and asked with a smile: "Father, you are hunting in Yunze these days."

Zhao Yong nodded and said, "Indeed, after staying in Handan for a long time, I was a little uncomfortable all over, so I simply hunted outside for a few days. Unfortunately, the wild animals in the south are not rich in the north after all. I played for three days, but what I got was not very rich.

As if he remembered something, he smiled and said, "Don't you like the game I baked? Come to my father's bedroom for dinner in the evening, and he will let you have a full meal."

PS: I have been preparing for a very important selection exam during this period. I just passed the written examination last week and will have an interview soon. I'm trying my best to prepare, so I'm a little unable to update it. It's a single update for the time being. This is a major event in my life. I hope everyone can understand.