After the reward ceremony, King Zhao gave a wine banquet, and when the wine banquet was over, it was already early in the morning of the next day.

When they walked out of the palace, the generals dispersed. Zhao Kuo rode all the way in the bronze royal car given by King Zhao, and Le Yi rode a horse to follow. With the help of wine, Le Yi couldn't wait to ask: "General, why didn't the king mention Lecheng today?" ”

"Le Cheng is the son of the king of Chang Guo, and if he is subject to military law, he will be punished. However, when he was sent back to Handan, the king would not bear to punish the crime, and this is what he meant, and there is no need to mention this matter in the future. Zhao Kuo replied calmly with a horsewhip in his hand.

"The general is generous, but Lecheng may not know." Le Yi couldn't help but sigh.

"Kuo also thinks that his temperament is still good, so that's right! Although Lecheng is a middle talent, after this battle, there may be something to do in the future, and I don't know it. Zhao Kuo said with a wry smile.

After saying goodbye to Le Yi, Zhao Kuo was about to drive back to his house, when suddenly a thin young man hurriedly walked over, a black robe was decorated with various patches, and the bamboo crown on his head was even more dull and dirty, but there was a hint of kingly air in the faint air, which couldn't help but attract Zhao Kuo's attention, and he was secretly surprised in his heart.

Zhao Kuo was about to send someone forward to ask, but not far away, a man in white arched his hand to the vendor next to him and asked, "May I ask who is the one who walked by?" ”

"Him! It was a hostage left by the Qin State in the Zhao State, named Yiren. After coming to Handan, because of the continuous war between Qin and Zhao, the king of Zhao was angry with him, and he was detained on the cong platform, and was guarded by the doctor Gongsun Qian. Living a life without a car, without a wife, without food and alcohol all day long, and being depressed all day long......" Listening to the hawker's introduction, the man in white couldn't help but laugh heartily after contemplating for a while.

"What are you laughing at, sir?" The peddler asked, puzzled.

"Haha, what a strange thing! Odd goods can be hoarded to be sold at a high price! Hahahaha! The man in white shook his head to himself.

Zhao Kuo hurriedly ordered to stop, leaned forward, and glanced at the man in white with a surprised gaze, only to see that this person was in moderate shape, slightly dark complexion, without a beard under his chin, wearing a yellowed linen robe, his long hair was neatly tied into a bunch behind him, there was no crown belt on his head, and there was no jade on his body. That's it, but it's hard to forget at a glance.

Zhao Kuo then walked out of the car, smiled and arched his hands and said, "Strange things!" Can people also hoard goods? Dare to ask Mr. Daimyo? ”

The man in white humbly bowed his hand towards Zhao Kuo and said, "In Xiawei Shang Lu Buwei." ”

"Oh?" When Zhao Kuo heard this, he couldn't help but glance at the other party, "It was originally Lu Gong, a business travel master who helped Qi to resist Yan, and he has admired the name for a long time!" ”

Lu Buwei still had a modest expression: "How dare Buwei be a 'gong'?" If you don't give up, but call me by my name. ”

"It's not appropriate to call him by his name, how about calling him Mr. Brother Lu below?" Zhao Kuo smiled slightly.

"In this way, Buwei will no longer shirk." Lu Buwei leaned up and looked at Zhao Kuo up and down, and then glanced behind Zhao Kuo, "Dare to ask if it's General Zhao Kuo of Ma Fujun?" ”

Zhao Kuo's face suddenly showed a look of surprise: "How did Brother Lu know about it?" ”

"Now in Handan, who can ride the bronze king's chariot, but who is not Ma Fujun?" Lu Buwei still had that signature smile on his face.

"Brother Lu is really sharp, and he has never tasted a big businessman with cold cloth clothes like Brother Lu!" Zhao Kuo couldn't help but tease, and the two of them immediately laughed together.

After laughing, Zhao Kuo bowed to Lu Buwei and said, "Seeing Brother Lu today, I am very fateful, can I enjoy a gathering in the Mansion?" ”

"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey." Lu Buwei didn't shirk either, and walked straight onto the bronze king car.

When Lu Buwei left Mafu Jun's mansion, Zhao Kuo immediately called several family members and said, "Keep an eye on this person for me." ”

"No!" The family then took the order and turned around and followed.

That night, Zhao Kuo got the news: after Lü Buwei left the palace of the king of Mafu, he lingered at the king of Pingyuan for half a day, and then went straight to the Gongsun Qian's mansion, which was guarding the stranger.

"There's a lot going on here." Zhao Kuo slowly paced into the bedroom, still thinking about it in his heart.

I didn't want to, after the light gauze curtain, I walked out of a white-clothed woman with eyebrows and blue hair, only to hear the woman whisper softly: "What does the son think?" ”

"Ji Xue, is that you?" This heavenly sound shocked Zhao Kuo's heart, and he turned his head suddenly, and a faint fragrance poured into his nose, and the familiar smell made Zhao Kuo burst into tears.

Ji Xue stared at Zhao Kuo silently, her subtle smile filled her blushing face, like a fairy against the backdrop of the candlelight. Zhao Kuo stepped forward and hugged Ji Xue into his arms, muttering to himself: "You are finally back." ”

"It's been ten years, how is the son?" Ji Xue quietly leaned on the man's thick chest, and her slender jade fingers caressed the slightly haggard face. In the past ten years, as long as she thinks of those eyes that are rippling with deep affection, Ji Xue's heart is inexplicably sour.

"What is good and what is bad?" Zhao Kuo's face changed suddenly, he let go of Ji Xue, turned his head and lifted the curtain, trembling and falling to the edge of the couch.

"Childe......" Ji Xue also knelt down with Zhao Kuo, and whispered softly with hazy eyes, "Why doesn't Ji Xue miss Childe." ”

It turned out that this Ji Xue was originally a member of the Yan royal family, Zhao Hao was killed in Yan due to the rebellion of the sand dunes, and met Ji Xue's father Ji Huan in Yan Kingdom, and introduced each other as confidants. After Zhao Hao returned to China, Ji Huan's family also joined Zhao to avoid war. Zhao Kuo was born six years ago, Ji Huan also got his daughter Ji Xue, less than a year later, a flying disaster, Ji Xue's parents both died, Zhao Hao and his friends adopted Ji Xue. In the next ten years, the two childhood sweethearts had feelings for each other, until Zhao Kuo became an adult, and followed his father to fight in the north and south, and a pair of lovers could not see each other from the end of the world. After so many years, Ji Xue finally couldn't bear the pain of lovesickness, and resolutely left home to go north to find Zhao Kuo, and this time he went for a full ten years, and there was no news.

"Ten years, where are you?" In the past, the mighty general Zhao Kuo was like a child at this moment, quietly leaning his head on Ji Xueyu's shoulder, and a line of tears slowly flowed.

"Don't cry, don't cry." Ji Xue gently patted Zhao Kuo like a child, and then calmly told her bizarre experiences in the past ten years.

It turned out that ten years ago, Ji Xue suddenly encountered the Huns on the way north, and Ji Xue was mixed with the people and was captured by the Huns. That night, Ji Xue took advantage of the unpreparedness of the Huns to escape from the tiger's mouth, not wanting to lose her path, and fell into the river valley, but was fortunately rescued by the disciples of the Mo family. After recovering from her injury, Ji Xue lost her memory, and in desperation, the disciples of the Mo family had to take her to the Mo Family General Courtyard in the depths of Nanshan and began her ten-year ascetic life until she recovered her memory not long ago.

"But it's hurt you." Zhao Kuo listened quietly to Ji Xue finish the story, and then sighed lightly.

"Misfortune and blessing depend on it, but Childe doesn't have to be like this." Ji Xue slowly helped Zhao Kuo, who was sitting on the ground, and said with a faint smile, "It's cold." ”

Zhao Kuo stood up with tears in his eyes, moved two steps forward, suddenly turned around and picked up Ji Xue, threw it on the couch, and then ripped off Ji Xue's skirt. Ji Xue didn't resist, just opened her eyes with tears and looked at Zhao Kuo quietly.

Zhao Kuo took off his clothes three or two times, sat on Ji Xue, lowered his head, and kissed her clear lips.

"Childe ......" Ji Xue looked at the strange but familiar man again with a flushed face, and then closed her eyes tightly with a hint of excitement and expectation.

Half an hour later, when Ji Xue opened her eyes again, she saw Zhao Kuo lying sideways with one arm on his head, looking at him with a smile. Seeing that Ji Xue woke up, Zhao Kuo gently rubbed her slightly hot cheeks with his stubble in a mischievous manner.

Ji Xue blushed and closed her eyes, but she didn't dare to open them again.