"Brother Zuo, do you know that because you raised troops to Qin Wang, the four towns in Jiangbei were undefended, and Dolgon had taken the opportunity to send troops to Yangzhou."

Yuan Jixian did not pick up the handwritten book in Zuo Liangyu's hand, but stared at him, and his words became more intense.

"Now that the enemy of the alien race is present, our generation should put the national righteousness first. Brother Zuo, I don't dare to agree with your dispatch this time, and I won't be in the same boat with you, please go back. ”

Yuan Jixian's generous speech, Zuo Liangyu's face was red and white, and his hand holding the prince's edict stopped in the air, trembling violently. In fact, his heart has always been contradictory, he urgently needs everyone's recognition, especially his favorite friend Yuan Jixian, even if he knows that he will be scolded by Yuan Jixian this time, he still came hard. Sometimes when a person is hesitant, he loves to 'belittle himself'.

"Brother Zuo, go back and think about it, don't send it." Seeing Zuo Liangyu's expression, Yuan Jixian still didn't have the slightest meaning of 'soft-heartedness', as if the man in front of him was not a good friend who had been friends for many years, but a traitor who everyone hated.

Zuo Liangyu's words reached his throat, but he couldn't say it. He silently put away the prince's handwritten letter in his hand, and walked out of the Chinese military tent with his head down.

This visit hit him so hard that he blackened his face all the way and didn't say a word. He didn't pay any attention to anyone until he got back on the ship.

Zuo Mengeng saw it in his eyes, Huang Shu also saw it in his eyes, the two glanced at each other, they both knew that Zuo Liangyu's heart disease was about to be committed again, he was really 'old', and it was time to 'retire'.

"This Yuan Jixian is also too ignorant of lifting, only our General Zuo can afford him, if it were me, no..." Huang Shu looked back and saw that it was the deputy general Hao Xiaozhong.

"Vice General Hao, this is not angry." Huang Shu saw that some people were unwilling, so he didn't take the opportunity to provoke.

"Huang Jianjun, I'm not worth it for you, and it's not worth it for our General Zuo." Hao Xiaozhong shook his head and stopped talking.

"Vice General Hao has your words today, I have to invite you to get drunk before you rest."

"Okay, today you and I won't get drunk and won't return, once you get drunk to relieve a thousand sorrows, I'll go to his Yuan Jixian's territory to drink, and see what he can do with Lao Tzu?"

Jiujiang is a small city on the Yangtze River, and it is relatively peaceful under Yuan Jixian's governance. After nightfall, in addition to the soldiers who patrol the night, you can also see a crowd of threes, threes, twos, and twos, some who come out to have fun, and there are also people who are drunk and wandering around, not knowing where their homes are.

Huang Shu had already taken advantage of the alcohol to provoke Hao Xiaozhong and wanted to kill Yuan Jixian immediately. At this time, Huang Shu of course retired and returned to the boat early, waiting to see the excitement.

The night darkened, and a man wearing a black tights and covering his face with a black cloth appeared everywhere in Jiujiang City. One by one, they came to the streets with torches in their hands and oil on their backs, and first poured oil on the wooden doors, and then lit them with torches. This is exactly what Hao Xiaozhong took advantage of the wine, called a group of personal soldiers, and prepared to set a fire in the city to teach Yuan Jixian a lesson.

There are not many soldiers on patrol, and when they find out that the fire is broken, it is often too late, so they can only shout for arrest and shout for people to come and put out the fire. But there were too many arsonists, and as long as the flames were lit, they ran away, and the soldiers were overwhelmed, and they could only watch as Jiujiang City slowly turned into a sea of fire.

"There was a fire, a fire." The fierce alarm gong sound in Jiujiang City became more and more urgent, and even the warships staying on the river could hear it clearly.

Zuo Liangyu was finally woken up, his head hurt so much, and when he came back from Jiujiang City, he had been sullen. I finally fell asleep, but I was awakened by the noise of people's voices. Looking out the small window of the cabin, there was a blaze outside. He hurried to the deck to check. The deck was already full of onlookers, and even his son Zuo Mengeng was watching the excitement.

"Why is there a lot of people in Jiujiang City, Geng'er, hurry up and check." Zuo Liangyu saw that all the soldiers were pointing and pointing as if they were watching a fireworks show, but none of them had the intention of going to the rescue, and Zuo Liangyu couldn't help but say no more.

"Dad, then Yuan Jixian didn't give us Zuo Jiajun face at all, why should we save him." Zuo Mengeng looked like he didn't care about himself, and replied nonchalantly.

"Geng'er, now that foreign people have invaded our Central Plains, we Han people are united with the outside world because of the same hatred and hatred. Your father and I have made a big mistake in sending troops this time, do you want to make mistakes again and again? Zuo Liangyu said as he spoke, and a burst of fire attacked his heart, and he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"General Zuo," the soldiers beside him found out and quickly stretched out their hands to support him.

"Dad, why do you bother? My Zuo Jiajun is now strong and strong, and it is the time to take advantage of the troubled times to make great achievements. You are really old and sick, so go back to the cabin and rest, and don't work anymore. ”

Zuo Mengeng saw his father vomiting blood, not only did he not step forward to help, but he looked even more indifferent, in his heart, this father is really old, neither ambitious nor ambitious, and may become a stumbling block for him to move forward, he already looks down on him.

"You..." Zuo Liangyu looked at his only son, even if he still had to say such cool words at such a moment, a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spurt out of his mouth again, splashing directly on Zuo Menggeng's face.

Zuo Mengeng wiped his face and the blood on his hand, and then he panicked.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" He stretched out his hand to help Zuo Liangyu again, but Zuo Liangyu was already bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and his whole person was paralyzed.

"Quick, call the military doctor," Zuo Mengeng shouted.

By the time the military doctor arrived, Zuo Liangyu had already returned to the west. Zuo Mengeng hugged his father's gradually stiff body and cried, he didn't expect that he just wanted his father, who was sick and had no ambition to dominate the world, to retire early, who knew that he would die directly.

"This Yuan Jixian is so angry that General Zuo is dead, we have to avenge him." A voice came out of nowhere, wafting across the deck, and then all the soldiers echoed.

"We unanimously respect the major general as the commander, and enter Jiujiang City to avenge General Zuo."

All the soldiers beside Zuo Mengeng knelt down on one knee in unison.

"Okay, let's keep it secret and enter Jiujiang City to avenge my father." Zuo Mengeng put down Zuo Liangyu's body and stood up, as a new handsome, the first thing he had to do was to be ashamed of his father.