Chapter 35 The family and the country and the secretary cannot be burdened

Li Changan looked at the various things of the protector of the country, and his heart was silent, and the word "An" was quietly broken.

Three days later, Zhang Jin returned from the frontier alone, and he was furious when he looked at the general's mansion that was all over the place and had not dried up with bloodstains!

He Zhang Jin led 30,000 elite soldiers to fight on the battlefield for Wen State, and all his subordinates were killed, and none of them were spared.

When I returned to Wenguo, when I saw this scene, my chest ached.

On the palace road, a figure was lonely and low, carrying a long sword all the way.

"Who's coming? The Praetorian Guard waved his spear to stop the approaching figure.

Zhang Jin raised his head, his eyes full of indifference.

"General!" the guard shouted, retracting his spear.

In this way, he stepped step by step into this palace, which symbolized the power of Wen, which exchanged the lives of his subordinates for stability.

Everywhere they passed, the guards shouted loudly, the sound shook the sky, General Zhang, the god of war in their hearts, did not die!

"Why. ”

Looking at the Son of Heaven in front of him wearing a five-clawed golden dragon brocade robe, Zhang Jin lost his previous respect, and his eyes were full of coldness.

Looking at Zhang Jin, who was full of despair and was no longer in high spirits, Wen Tianzi's eyes were full of ripples, is this still the invincible General Zhang of their Wen Kingdom.

"If you believe me, follow me. The Son of Heaven raised his hand, waved away the guards who were protecting him, turned around, turned his back to Zhang Jin, and walked away.

He believed that Zhang Jin would not make a move on him.

It's like he allowed Zhang Jin to carry weapons to the court.

Too Hospital.

Zhang Jin looked at the familiar appearance on the hospital bed, and his heart trembled. At this moment, he let go of that indifference, sat carefully at the head of the bed, gently stroked the pale face, and his eyes were full of tenderness.

Wen Tianzi looked at this scene, sighed in his heart, but also a little relaxed, because this was his general of Wen State.

He remembered what Zhang Jin said. "One is to expand the territory of Wen, and the other is not to live up to the good secretary of the family. ”

Looking at his good wife in a coma, Zhang Jin couldn't speak for a long time, he also knew the intention of today's son, and he also understood some things in his heart.

The general's mansion is gone, but the woman in front of him can't be replaced by any general's mansion.

However, seeing that his Liangqing had become such a sick appearance, Zhang Jin's eyes were filled with endless anger except pity.

"I still remember that you and I were commensurate with each other before, I was the king, and you were the general. I don't know if it's okay now?" Outside the door, the Son of Heaven looked at Zhang Jin, who had changed a little in front of him, and asked in a loud voice.

"If she's gone, there's no king. ”

Listening to Zhang Jin's answer, the Son of Heaven smiled.

"My brother and sister were not abused, but they were poisoned, and this poison, the imperial doctor in my palace is helpless, I am afraid that it is only the alchemist who has a way, but you also know that the identity of the alchemist is comparable to me as a son of heaven, so all I can do is to stabilize the lives of my younger brother and sister and wait for you to come back." The Son of Heaven spoke, speaking softly and slowly, without a trace of restraint.

Zhang Jin glanced at the Son of Heaven sideways, and his heart melted a little, but he didn't open his mouth to ask.

It doesn't matter how the Son of Heaven knew that he wasn't dead.

"It's that I'm sorry for you, I didn't protect the city lord's mansion, and I didn't protect my younger brothers and sisters, but you also know that although I am the son of heaven, I have not been able to lean towards the government and the opposition. The Son of Heaven was stunned, and did not reveal a trace of majesty above the government and the opposition. Because, only in front of this man, he will take off his disguise and no longer be a tired lord of a country.

"Who is it. ”

"My good brother, Prince Wen. The Son of Heaven smiled, full of loneliness.

"Collude with the enemy army and disrupt our government. This time, you let it go. With that, the Son of Heaven turned and left.

"Boom!"

A temple in the middle of the city collapsed and was reduced to ruins.

"Bold!"

"Who is still spreading wild here, don't you know that this is the place of Prince Wen today!"

"Look for death!"

Smoke and dust rose everywhere, and the pavilions that continuously symbolized power were all in vain.

A group of people heard the movement and rushed out, surrounding the initiators who kept moving forward in the smoke and dust.

"For the tiger, you should kill!" Zhang Jin's eyes were sharp, the killing intent flashed, and the long sword on his waist came out, and the blood was all over the sky, turning into a monstrous wave, overturning many people.

"It's Zhang Jin! He's not dead yet, go and report to the prince." Someone recognized the figure, shouted loudly, and ran towards one of the most luxurious pavilions.

The turmoil in the city has long attracted the attention of people with hearts, when they saw that it was Zhang Jin, some people were happy and some were sad, and the people of Wen Kingdom cried with joy when they knew about this incident.

"The protector in their hearts is not dead, he is back!"

As for Zhang Jin's wreaking havoc in the city, all the people in the city are in a wait-and-see state, they are not fools, and they know in their hearts that this is going to be completely liquidated.

For so long, there was no movement in the palace, and it seemed that the one acquiesced.

Zhang Jin incarnated as the god of war, his killing intent surged, and he strode forward, and behind him, a group of people followed.

"Zhang Jin, you are a rebellion, you are right to the people of the Wen Kingdom, are you worthy of today's saints!" An old man with a Confucian spirit spoke, blocking in front of Zhang Jin, righteous and awe-inspiring.

"Rebellion? What a big hat" I, Zhang Jin, fought desperately outside, but the government was raided by the old dog, who rebelled.

"You're just one of his dogs, give you three breaths, get out or die. Zhang Jin's eyes were cold, and he scolded loudly.

"One. Hearing that Zhang Jin was really counting, the old Confucian was stunned, but he puffed up his chest, he didn't believe that General Zhang, who was admired by tens of thousands of people, dared to kill innocents indiscriminately on the street.

"II. Zhang Jin said in a deep voice, and the old man was unmoved.

"Three. When the words fell, the long sword in Zhang Jin's hand rose, there was no aura raging, only the most ordinary sword style, which pierced into his chest in the frightened eyes of the old man.

Zhang Jin drew his sword indifferently and continued to move forward.

"What an idiot. Above the pavilion, Prince Wen looked at Zhang Jin who was walking in his direction from a distance, and scolded with disdain.

"My good brother, you finally have the heart to do it. At the same time, Prince Wen looked at the place of the palace from afar and chuckled, but his eyes were solemn.

"General Zhang, don't mess around, focus on the overall situation!" Someone spoke out, not in front of Zhang Jin's eyes, but hiding far away.

"When my general's mansion was destroyed, where were you, did you ever plead for the dead in my mansion and let them live?

The man who was hiding elsewhere and trying to disturb the situation was thrust in his chest, as if he had been hit hard, and his mouth was spitting blood, which was extremely shocking.

Zhang Jin thought of his 30,000 brothers, the general's mansion that was no longer in shape, and the wife who was unconscious and was poisoned, and he was even more angry.

Today, someone must comfort his 30,000 soldiers who died in battle with blood!

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