When he was ten years old, there was a well-known riot in Liangzhou, and then the barbarians led troops to take advantage of the situation to rob and rob, and the Jun family was both enemies inside and outside.

One after another, the excerpts who asked for support wept blood and sent them back to Beijing, but they sank into the sea like a stone and did not get the slightest response.

In the end, Liangzhou was saved, and the border pass was also guarded. The prestige of the Jun family was spread among the countries, and even the barbarians were greatly injured, and they had to retreat hundreds of miles to recuperate for several years, and until now they did not dare to jump in Liangzhou, or dare not appear in front of him.

All wars come at a cost. After that battle, he was the only one left in the Jun family, and the rest of the men in the family died in battle and died of illness.

The huge general's mansion ended up withering. He often thinks that if the imperial court could have sent support in time, wouldn't so many Jun family members have died unjustly in vain?

He didn't understand, the only thing that reminded him at all times was the Jun family's family motto - swearing allegiance to the Qi royal family. Shen Cong'an's father also died in that war, but he looked at it more indifferently than Junchen.

"Over the years, you have avoided going to Beijing, and rarely stepped out of the Liangzhou region, and that battle was too tragic, and everyone in Beijing kept silent. Ten years ago, the crown prince was only five years old, with His Majesty's temperament, he would never make a big deal about the delay in the military situation because of his misjudgment, in my opinion, the prince knows very little about the events of ten years ago, and he can block a sword for you today, which is enough to show his pure heart. ”

"Child's heart?" The corners of Jun Chen's mouth twitched, and he suddenly asked from his soul: "A highness the crown prince who set fire to the mountain and intended to slaughter the city, do you say she has a pure heart?" Thinking of the calmness in her eyes when she asked about the slaughter of the city, even Jun Chen, who was used to seeing life and death, couldn't help but be silent.

He has made great achievements in this life, and he is invincible everywhere he goes, and his prestige is far and wide, even as long as a child's night cry.

However, no matter how mad Rao was, he never thought of slaughtering the city and shaking his reputation. Zhou Shiren, who was buried in the quilt, couldn't pretend to be dead, and rolled down from the soft couch one by one, just rolling to Junchen's side, but he was as excited as he grabbed the enemy's handle: "Your Highness wants to slaughter the city?" It's ridiculous, and she is ashamed of her name as a virtuous prince! Different from Zhou Shiren's shock, Shen Cong'an's eyes were deep, and he agreed: "It's time to let those miscellaneous things teach a long lesson, so that no one wants to bite Dajin." Zhou Shiren glared at him twice and complained: "You deliberately disagree with me again." Shen Cong'an Pi didn't smile: "You and I have different political views, how can you say that I did it on purpose." Seeing that they were about to quarrel again, Junchen stretched his waist, looking bored, and said indifferently: "The two of you continue to fight, and tomorrow I will tell me who loses and who wins, I haven't closed my eyes for a few days, I will go first and rest later." With that, he bent his legs and stood up immediately.

Shen Cong'an called him after himself: "General, if a holy decree comes from Beijing to summon you back to Beijing, what should you do?" Junchen clenched his fists, hesitated for a moment, and said unhurriedly: "There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge, and then we will talk about it." As he spoke, he walked towards the bedroom in the back.

When Zhou Shiren raised his head again, there was still the shadow of Junchen in front of him. He didn't care about continuing to argue, and complained to Shen Cong'an: "You know that he doesn't have a good impression of Shangjing, why don't you open which pot and which pot." Shen Cong'an added a few more pieces of charcoal, shook his head: "Look at it, it won't be long enough." He will eventually return to Beijing. ”