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When the sun set, Zhao Wuxian finally caught up with Zhao Ying's pace.

Ji Huan was worried about Zhao Ying's safety, and Zhao Wuxian couldn't rest assured of him, although they had contradictions, disputes, and public quarrels, but which father and son were not like this? Without these, there would be no understanding, reconciliation, or even sympathy.

He didn't take all the army with him, and he could feel the exhaustion of his soldiers and the disappointment in his eyes as he picked his entourage.

Last year, more than 10,000 men from Lu followed in his footsteps, running 500 miles west from Lu State, and then fighting in Hanoi and Handan, fighting hard battles one after another, injuring 3,000 enemies and losing 800 themselves. This year, it was these people, plus the new soldiers recruited from Hanoi and Hebei, who returned along the same path, broke the defense, defeated the army, won unprecedented glory, and then turned back.

After one big battle after another, and the long-distance marches came down again and again, not only the people, but also the horses were physically and mentally exhausted, everyone needed to rest, and Zhao Wuxian also promised to let them rest, at least before the autumn harvest, there would be no large-scale battles.

Zhao Wuxian sighed, this is the limit of the feudal army.

So he only ordered 3,000 elite soldiers, who were recruited into the army, and in a few years, they had already regarded the army as their home, and their loyalty to Zhao Wuxian would not be reduced by physical slackness!

So he said goodbye to Ji Huan, said goodbye to his little sister, took them to the west quickly, boarded Taihang, passed through Yiguan, reunited with Han Hu, and talked about the victory in the east that night, promising to give Han's 3,000 pawns as compensation, and finally painted a big cake for the righteous brothers, he began to enter the tragic battlefield.

Zhao Ying led the army to drive away the Zhijun who were two or three times the number of him, and the entire Taihang Mountain Road became a battlefield, and the corpses were not cleaned up, lying in the bushes and on the edge of the cliff, and even some stragglers who were pulled down by the large army were absorbed by Zhao Wuxian.

From their mouths, Wu Xian learned about Zhao Ying's whereabouts and the ambush battle carefully planned by the Zhi clan.

"If it weren't for Zheng Sishi stepping forward, the lord would almost be lost."

The tall and brave Zheng Long, he swore to defend Zhao Ying's safety, after the last time Zhao Ying was shot, he thought it was his dereliction of duty, and he has always felt guilty.

But this time, he fulfilled his duty and blocked the fatal blow for Zhao Ying, blocking the big rock pushed down from the mountain by the enemy with his mortal body!

"Loyal man, it'......s a pity" Zhao Wuxian regretted it, Zheng Long has always been the most loyal black-clothed guard of the Zhao family, and can admonish in time, he once prevented Zhao Ying from shooting the wild man who strayed into the garden, and kept the reputation of loving the people for the Zhao family, such a person, actually sacrificed here, it is really a sigh.

The ambush killed hundreds of Zhao soldiers and made Zheng Long fall, but fortunately, Zhao Ying was unharmed, and after burying Zheng Long, he continued to wave the banner and advance, until the city in front of him stopped......

The small city of Taigu, the place where another loyal soldier of the Zhao clan, Wu Jing, died.

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The small city has been ruined, I don't know how many battles have been experienced here, every piece of rammed earth has black blood stains, Zhao's Xuanniao banner is re-planted on the highest part of the ruined wall, in order to keep it, in order to let it flutter here again, nearly 1,000 people on both sides of Zhao paid the price of their lives.

Zhao Wuxian had been here, and it was six years ago, when he was escorting his fiancée and father-in-law, Le Qi, to pass by here, and he didn't realize that when he returned here, he was already a human being.

A few miles away from the city, Zhao Wuxian found Zhao Ying, Zhao Zhi's father was sitting quietly on the moss-covered rock, his tall back made Zhao Wuxian feel more cordial, he was looking at the two newly erected tombs in a daze.

The thick meadow of summer sucked away his footsteps, and Zhao Wuxian walked very close before bowing and saying, "Father." ”

Jun Zuo of the Jin Kingdom looked back, and his son, who left home at a young age, had grown a thick beard, and his father also had gray sideburns, and his youth was gone.

He looked up at him. "Shirtless." The tone is vicissitudes and distant. "Is Wen County okay? Are your sisters and nephews all right? ”

"Guangde resisted bravely, and the boys arrived in time, and they were safe and sound."

"It's not so good on my side." Zhao Ying shook his head in dismay, pointed to the two tombs and said: "This is Zheng Long, and Wu Jing's tomb, they all died for the Zhao family, I heard that Wu Jing fought until he was the last person left, and he still guarded the Xuanniao Banner and did not fall, and Zheng Long died a few steps in front of me." In the last years of the strong man, it's a pity. ”

Zhao Wuxian also felt something, he was stunned when he learned of Wu Jing's death, Wu Jing, the right-hand man from a low background, dark-skinned, shy and not like to talk, carrying the shame of betrayal, and always trying his best to complete the tasks assigned to him, just went.

The veterans under his command, Mu Xia and Yu Xi were all sad, and Tian Ben, who was originally in conflict with Wu Jing, cried so much that blood flowed from his eyes......

From this, Zhao Wuxian personally felt that war is a double-edged sword, hurting others and hurting himself.

But in addition to being sentimental, you must also hold on to the long sword and make the enemy pay the price.

"Father, I don't know where Zhiyao is now?"

"After dragging the old man in an ambush, he quickly retreated and retreated to the party."

Zhao Ying pointed to the sealed soil on the left and said, "Speaking of which, the grave of Wujing was erected by the Zhi's boy. ”

"I thank him for that, and I hate him for it."

Zhao Wuxian took a deep breath and swore: "People will die, either lighter than a feather or heavier than Mount Tai." Wu Jing and Zheng Long are all loyal ministers of the Zhao family, the death is earth-shattering, I will not let them sacrifice in vain, I will recognize the sons of the two of them as righteous sons, raise them with my own hands, and want to build an ancestral hall for them in the Zhao family temple, and also for the retainers who have made great contributions in the past dynasties, depict portraits, as the companion of the heads of the family in the past dynasties, what does my father think? ”

Zhao Ying nodded: "This idea is good, it can allow the loyal retainers to enjoy the Zhao family's blood food all the time." ”

What should be the name of the ancestral hall? Lingyan Pavilion? Zhao Wuxian thought about it, or is it a gimbal? Who will be the twenty-eight generals of Yuntai who are he?

However, he would rather have more congratulations in the hall on the day it is done, and the voice of wealth and nobility with him, and less heroic souls in the ancestral hall.

He clenched his sword tightly: "Not only that, but one day, I will also use the demise of the Zhi clan to pay tribute to the loyal soldiers!" ”

Zhao Ying laughed, and the laughter resounded through the mountains: "Well said! People will die, and the Zhishi will also pay the price. ”

His voice lowered in vain: "But, not now......"

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Zhao Wuxian was stunned: "Father ......"

Zhao Ying waved his hand to stop him from speaking: "I like to be angry, Wu Jing's death makes me angry, and I can't wait to catch up with the Zhishi kid immediately and cut off his head to make a drinking vessel." But Zheng Long's death woke me up again, just as he did when he stopped me from shooting the wild man who scared away the prey...... At the end of the day, it was my presumptuousness that killed him. ”

"Don't blame my father......"

Zhao Ying shook his head and held Zhao Wuxian's shoulder, "You know better than me what kind of situation the Zhao family is in now. The higher the tree climbs, the more frightened people feel, and the higher the official position, the more they feel the crisis. The first year is a good harvest, and the next year must be a disaster year. Zhao's soldiers are exhausted, Fan, Zhongxing, Handan's newly conquered territories are not very stable, this year Jinyang, the eldest son is afraid that there will be no harvest, Handan has also suffered a military disaster, Zhao can only rely on the fertile land of Hanoi to maintain military food, generally speaking, a year of war will consume the usual three years of food, Zhao's treasury has been empty......"

Zhao Wuxian bowed his head, Zhao Ying was right, Ji Ran had already calculated this account for him, the Lu State relied on the food snatched from the Qi State, or the food obtained in exchange for the captured doctor, at most it could achieve self-sustainment, the food gap of the Patriotic State was very large, thank God for not having cannibalism, and the Song State also tightened its belt, so the Zhao family's Jin State territory must also achieve self-sufficiency.

This is the limitation of the times, even if the management of the Shiwu system is strengthened, and even if the agricultural officials are allowed to implement the method of substituting fields and alternate planting of corn and wheat in various localities, the grain yield per mu will reach the level of the early Han Dynasty at most, and the scale of the war that can be maintained will be limited.

"So what we need most is not fast, but slow. I came west this time in order to keep Yiguan, extend the area under my control to Taigu, plus the eldest son, Jinyang, we have three nails west of Taihang, and we have the initiative of war, and we can attack west at any time and disrupt the spring and autumn harvest of the Zhi clan. As for the east of Taihang, it can sweep away the Zhongxing, stabilize the territory, and accumulate strength. At least let the Zhao family survive this disaster year and usher in another bumper harvest in order to fight this war to the end! ”

Zhao Ying held Zhao Wuxian's hand tightly, Wuxian could feel their coldness, Zhao Zhifu's words, how could it sound like a person was about to die, and his words were also good?

"Shirtless!" He said, "Promise me! ”

"Yui, don't dare to forget!" Zhao Wuxian nodded heavily, Zhao Ying, an old horse, had been impulsive all his life, and when he was old, he finally calmed down and began to guide his son home.

Zhao Ying breathed a sigh of relief, pulled Zhao Wuxian up to the valley, and stood in the place where Wujing had fought, looking out to the west.

The scenery here is as intoxicating as Zhao Wuxian's memory: to the east is the Taihang Mountains, a cliff full of weathered rocks and uneven peaks, a dense forest sea spreads out not far from the city, pale green water flows through the place, and when you look up, you can see the boundless sky and clouds, dyed blood red by the setting sun.

Zhao Ying seemed to be tired, leaning on Zhao Wuxian's broad shoulders, pointing to the sun, and his tone was slightly sentimental.

"The world often compares the head of the Zhao family to the sun. Zhao Chengzi is the sun of winter, he has a humble personality, and he is good at dancing in the complicated relationship between the Qing clan of the Jin State after the return of the prince, as gentle and weak as the winter sun, and people look forward to his patronage and do not see it as a threat. Xuanzi Zhao Dun has a strong personality, named Jin Qing, who is really a monopoly on Jin power, he killed Linggong, promulgated the law of Yi, and even opened a precedent for presiding over the princes' alliance as a doctor. It is as hot as the summer sun, which makes people avoid, and the scattered light makes the secretaries of the Jin State eclipsed, and they can only bow to their ears, so they are called the summer sun......"

"My grandfather Zhao Wenzi, as his nickname, was a humble gentleman, who has been low-key and cautious after experiencing the difficulties of the lower palace, with his own virtue and hard work, against the times and the trend, and trying his best to create and maintain a peaceful and prosperous era for the Jin Kingdom and Zhuxia, just like the sun of spring, and also symbolizes the rebirth of the Zhao family, just like the sun of spring."

"My father is also unsympathetic, he is my sister, and I am the sun in the eyes of my sister and grandchildren! It's the autumn sun! To the enemy, it is as fierce as an autumn tiger, but to the family and subjects, it brings a good harvest! The Zhao family has been in the Jin Dynasty for two hundred years and has reached its heyday in the hands of his father! As far as the sea in the east, Jinyang in the west, Bai people in the north, and Zhou Room in the south! It is already a 2,000-mile country with a territory of 2,000 and more than 2 million people! ”

"You included Lu Guo? Ninety percent of this is your credit, and it would be good if you relied on me alone to prevent the clan from perishing. Zhao Ying smiled weakly, he forcibly set out on the expedition, the journey was tiring, even if he had Bian Que by his side, but the lamp was exhausted.

"But the name of the autumn sun, the old man likes it, hahaha......"

He stroked his shirt and said: "Legend has it that Xihe drove six dragons in the early morning, carrying the sun from the Tang Valley and arriving in the west in the evening, Yuyuan fell, the sun rose and sunset, and the turnover was endless, but there was a day when it fell......"

"Father, don't be discouraged."

Zhao Ying shook his head very firmly: "No, I have made many wrong decisions in my life, and I have done a lot of right things, the most wrong thing is that you ignored you when you were young, and the most correct thing is that you finally did not go blind to the end and saw that you are the best family head of the Zhao family!" "He was tired, fighting, sick, reminiscing, resentful, and haunted."

"I told Ji Huan in advance, this is my last expedition, and after I go back, I will also retire from the position of head of the family."

He smiled very happily: "Spring, summer, autumn and winter, the Zhao family has gone through four quarters and ushered in its heyday, but this is not over, the old sun sets, the new sun rises, from now on, the Zhao family, it will be handed over to you!" ”

"And your sister, my father has also handed it over to you with his own hands!"

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End of Volume 3!

Book IV, Listed as Princes

The Zhao family is in charge of the Jin dynasty, and the three families are divided, and the history you are familiar with will be unrecognizable!

(To be continued.) )