Because of his young age, he has been following Taifu Zhao, and he was not sent out to fight, he was not convinced at first, and he often made trouble, but later he was inadvertently involved in a small battle outside, and then he knew how bad he was!

He couldn't save his companions, not even himself, he hadn't killed anyone, it was his first real battle, no, to be precise, it was a fight - either you die, or I live.

He still has too little experience.

In terms of fighting, let alone his uncle, he can't even compare to An and Wang Ji.

If his uncle hadn't arrived just in time, he would have died.

He was snatched out of the enemy's sword by his uncle, and watched his uncle run away with a sword.

He has always respected the strong. He had never respected his uncle so much as he did at that moment, and he understood what his uncle said years ago—"You haven't experienced a real fight, not even a real fight." ”

Ann and Wang Ji have experienced a real fight.

Zhao Qing'an also experienced a real fight.

Zhao Yi also heard a lot of words about his uncle yesterday and today, such as: "It's just like this when the gods come into the world." Another example: "Sharpshooter!" Another example: "This is the real one-man pass, don't open it!" ”

What they said was that his uncle was really powerful.

looks proud and uninhibited, but in fact, it values love and righteousness.

Mrs. Zhao looked at Zhao Yi with complicated eyes, and only after a long time did she abruptly speak: "Brother Yi, do you also think that I am not good to your second uncle?" ”

Zhao Yi paused and said with a smile: "Grandfather has high hopes for the second uncle, I understand." ”

Mrs. Zhao's expression was slightly relieved.

Zhao Yi said again: "But grandfather, second uncle also need the care of elders." ”

"Think about it, second uncle, he left home since he was a child, and he didn't enjoy the slightest love from you and his grandmother, and he finally came back for more than ten years, and you always picked his nose and eyes at him, so he must be unhappy. Even if I grew up under my parents' knees, and my parents scolded me, I would be wronged, not to mention the second uncle who grew up outside, he must be more sensitive and suspicious than me. ”

"At that time, he was not accompanied by his parents and brothers since he was a child, and he was used to licking his wounds alone."

"He never told anyone when he was injured, he gave himself medicine, I secretly saw it several times, the second uncle had several wounds on his back, the old elder was long, it must be very painful, and I don't know when he was injured."

Zhao Yi said a lot, and Mrs. Zhao's heart shrank for a while.

He was indeed too strict with his second son.

Mrs. Zhao was ashamed and embarrassed, and when Zhao Yi saw this, he hurriedly asked cautiously: "Grandfather, are you going to see your uncle?" ”

Mrs. Zhao thought about it and nodded with a stiff face.

Zhao Yi grinned and raised a big smile.

"Then grandfather, go see your uncle, I asked the room to prepare a meal, and my uncle can eat when he wakes up, and my uncle has been busy fighting for the past two days, and he hasn't eaten well, so he must be very hungry."

After Zhao Yi finished speaking, he ran out, sighed, and muttered, "Hey, uncle is so pitiful." ”

The deaf and clear-sighted Mrs. Zhao: "......"

Mrs. Zhao looked at the direction of Zhao Yi's departure with complicated eyes.

After sitting for a while, he packed up his paperwork and went to Zhao Ping's room.

The room where Zhao Ping lived had been devastated by the war, the walls were burned black, the door frame was cracked, and there was a danger of breaking, and one or two tiles fell from the eaves from time to time.

Mrs. Zhao frowned and looked at it, and asked the guards behind him, "There are no free houses?" ”

"The good courtyards are used to house the wounded soldiers, and the rest are like this." Defend the road.

Mrs. Zhao clenched her fist and walked into the house.

There was a hole in the roof, and a beam of sunlight shone down and shone on the corner of the bed.

Zhao Ping fell asleep on the bed, the sword was still in his hand, he was only wearing obscene pants, and the quilt was covered indiscriminately on his body, only covering half of his body.

The black armor hung on the shelf that had just entered the house.

The underwear was all taken off and thrown on the ground, the black clothes were soaked in blood, damp and drenched, and the ground was wet, and there was a strong smell of blood in the air.

Mrs. Zhao walked closer.

Zhao Ping slept in a flat position, and could only see that there were many wounds on his chest and legs that were exposed, but they were not serious, and the slight abrasions and cuts were not bleeding much.

Presumably, there is no injury on the back, otherwise it must hurt to have a hard bed board on the back.

Most of the people on the march carried gold sore medicine with them, and Zhao Taifu was naturally no exception.

He stood on the side of the bed and looked at Zhao Ping for a while, then took out the gold sore medicine and began to help him with the medicine.

After taking the medicine, seeing that Zhao Ping had not woken up, he pulled the quilt up.

He sat down on the edge of the bed and looked at his second son.

Speaking of which, he really didn't take a good look at his second son, he looks quite similar to Xiuniang, especially his eyes, mouth, and nose like him.

But this temperament is more crazy than him and Xiuniang combined, and I don't know who I followed, so Wang Shixi is not an arrogant child.

……

Zhao Ping slept until the afternoon.

He was so hungry that he would have slept until tomorrow morning.

Zhao Ping raised his hand to wipe his face, yawned and sat up.

As soon as I sat up, my eyes were stunned.

He squinted slightly at Mrs. Zhao, who was looking over with a document in his hand, "Why are you here?" ”

Mrs. Zhao is now in self-blame, and he doesn't care about his son's disrespect, he looks at Zhao Ping, with a kind smile and a kind gaze: "Ping'er, are you awake?" ”

The voice is also gentle and tight!

Zhao Ping: "......!! "Who is this?

Zhao Ping was terrified, and goosebumps fell to the ground.

He looked at Mrs. Zhao vigilantly.

Hearing the sound inside, Zhao Yi sneaked in and raised a smile: "Uncle, you're awake, grandfather has been guarding you here for a while." ”

Zhao Ping's face was full of suspicion, he pulled Zhao Yi over, and said in a low voice: "What is your madness about?" "Isn't it demon-possessed?!

The deaf and clear-sighted Mrs. Zhao: "...... listen, is this a human speech?"

Is this what a son should say?

Bastard!

Mrs. Zhao tried hard to restrain himself, so he didn't break the brush in his hand.

Zhao Yi heard Zhao Ping's question, glanced at Mrs. Zhao, and said in a lower voice: "Grandfather is worried about you, I have to stay here and watch you wake up, no matter how much I persuade him, he won't leave." ”

Mrs. Zhao, who was caught off guard and listened to it again, suddenly became uncomfortable.

"Brother Yi, what are you talking nonsense!" He reprimanded.

Zhao Yi turned his head to look at Mrs. Zhao, gave him a calm look, and then turned to look at Zhao Ping, raised his narrow eyebrows, his expression was narrow, and he whispered: "Grandfather is embarrassed to be pierced by me." ”

Zhao Ping looked at Mrs. Zhao in surprise and surprise.

Mrs. Zhao was even more uncomfortable, and the words of reprimanding Zhao Yi that slipped to his lips suddenly dissipated.

Zhao Yi then said: "Uncle, in fact, grandfather is very worried about you, you see these injuries on your body, the medicine is the ...... on grandfather."

Following Zhao Yi's words, Zhao Ping lowered his eyes and looked at his body, there were many small wounds on his body, all of which were coated with medicinal powder.