"Back to Handan, let's go to Lin Shangqing's Mansion first." Zhao Kuo said lightly.

Pingyuanjun looked at Zhao Kuo with a calm face, but he was confused? Why are you still in touch with Lin Shangqing? It shouldn't be! Don't talk about you, even your father is more Lin Xiangru and doesn't have any personal friends, and when you are nominated to go to the party, Lin Shangqing has been sick, otherwise you may not be able to make the trip.

"Could it be General Lian Po?" Pingyuanjun thought to himself, "That's not right! General Lian Po has been in the barracks since he set out on the expedition, and has never returned to Handan, how can he discuss the current matter with Lin Xiangru? Moreover, what is it to let yourself go to Lin Shangqing's mansion? Zhao Kuo knows that I have taken over Lin Shangqing's political resources? It shouldn't be......

When he was puzzled, a name suddenly broke into Pingyuan Jun's mind - Zhao Yu.

Right! As Lin Shangqing's proud protégé and an important doctor in the court, he suddenly came to Shangdang County, and it is not reasonable to do what Shangdang County guards.

What's more, after Pingyangjun and others came to the party and released them to the Qin army, the struggle between the pro-Qin faction and the anti-Qin faction was almost on the table. Zhao Yu was not guarding his house in Handan, but he came to the place of the party, leaving only Lin Xiangru, who was almost unable to go to the court, at home, isn't this an obvious opportunity to give the pro-Qin faction? Something is wrong, okay.

The only explanation is that Lin Shangqing already has a plan, a plan that only arose after the contradiction broke out completely, and a plan that he hasn't had time to tell himself.

After Zhao Yu came to Shangdang, he did not go to Guangwolf City for the first time, but waited for several days in Jiepailing, and also saw Zhao Kuo, not only to worship the dock to carry out future work, but more importantly, to convey Lin Shangqing's intentions to Zhao Kuo and reach an agreement with him.

Judging from Zhao Yu's personal send-off when Zhao Yu left, coupled with Zhao Kuo's words just now that he let himself go to Lin Shangqing's mansion, it is obvious that the two have reached an agreement.

In this way, everything seems to make sense. It's just that what kind of situation the agreement reached by the two people, Ping Yuanjun can't think of it: Does Lin Shangqing have any other way to turn the tide? Forced palace? Obviously it's not right, otherwise Zhao Yu wouldn't have been allowed to go to the party?

Although Pingyuanjun couldn't think of how Lin Xiangru would solve this matter for a while, it was obvious that Pingyuanjun still absolutely believed in Lin Shangqing, who was the one who really dedicated everything to Zhao Guo.

Immediately, a question flashed in Pingyuanjun's mind: Will his actions just now affect the resolution reached by the two?

But soon, this question was also pressed by Ping Yuanjun himself, the reason is very simple, when he just gave the order, it was in front of Zhao Kuo, and from his own starting point, he naturally wanted to express himself in front of Zhao Kuo in order to win Zhao Kuo's trust. But now it seems that Zhao Kuo did not say anything to stop it, and it also showed from the side that his actions should also be expected by Lin Shangqing, at least it will not affect the existence of their resolution.

As for how things will develop in the end, Ping Yuanjun looked at Zhao Kuo, whose eyes were already slightly closed, and knew in his heart that maybe only Handan would go to Lin Shangqing to understand.

Pingyuanjun, who had figured it out, immediately followed Zhao Kuo, closed his eyes slightly, and pretended to sleep.

......

In the early autumn of Zhao Kingdom, the flowers have fallen, and the roadside should be full of golden wheat fields, most of which have become barren due to lack of cultivation, and wild grasses are spreading wantonly in them, competing for every trace of nutrients in the ground, taking advantage of the warm weather in autumn, stretching to their heart's content.

In the carriage, which was not cramped, Zhao Kuo leaned on the fence, quietly looking at the grass and trees in front of him, and slowly swept by.

Warring States! It's been a few months since I came to the Warring States, and I couldn't get out of my home because of the raging public opinion from the beginning, so I finally came out, and I hurriedly rushed to the Changping battlefield with reinforcements, and I really didn't have a good look at this Chinese scenery from two thousand years ago, the Warring States.

I vaguely remember that I crossed the horse to the east, and the grass and trees along the way were when the grass and trees were in full swing, and the summer was in full swing, that is, the wind kept pouring into the armor in the gallop, and it still couldn't dry the sweat on the back. Of course, it may also be the situation of the day that makes me anxious, which is why I sweat so much.

Now that he has returned, the Qin army has retreated and risen in vain

committed suicide, when he was extremely happy, he could only enjoy the magnificent autumn scenery in this prison car.

The sun is just right, in the blue sky, from time to time there are eagles circling by, and piercing into the forest, startling a group of birds, with a few sorrowful songs, a few birds become the eagle's mouth, I know that the autumn is killed, and everything begins to wither.

And the sun in the sky is far less warm than that of summer, but it has a more warm feeling. But in the end, the autumn tiger is still there, and there is still sweat on his body. Fortunately, the speed of the prisoner car was quite fast, coupled with the fresh mountain breeze, and soon, the sweat of the whole body was blown dry.

The closer you get to Handan, the denser it becomes, and although many fields are still abandoned, more farmers are showing up in the fields. The dry air seemed to be able to smell the bountiful harvest of the crops, which was in a hurry to make the final accumulation.

Further north, through the old pass, and further on is the territory of Handan County. A Baili Stone Great Wall defense line not only prevented the Qin army's edge, but also divided heaven and earth into two poles. The cold air currents from the north were blocked by the mountains, and here they swirled and blew towards the north.

As soon as I got out of my hometown, it was still a warm autumn day, but it became depressed and cold. The forest, which was still a little green, has dried up and turned yellow here. Even the air gradually lost the warmth of autumn, and there was more of a bit of winter chill.

The prisoner cart went all the way to the north, and in the north, the last yellowed leaf finally could not withstand the invasion of the cold, and with the cold wind, he paced reluctantly, circled and slowly fell, falling under the trunk of the tree that nourished his life, and was buried by the dust brought up by the passing carriage!

Looking at the fluttering fallen leaves, Zhao Kuo had a lot of thoughts in his heart.

After all, Zhao Kuo chose the most difficult path, whether it was resisting Qin, fighting the Battle of Changping, or pitting Zhao, preparing for the uprising, Zhao Kuo knew that he obviously had an easier way to go. And the path you have chosen is not only difficult, but also dangerous.

But Zhao Kuo doesn't regret it, just like those martyrs.

"Born in Si, grown in Si, naturally should die in Si, buried in Si, and can be turned into nutrients, nourishing the coming year, old roots, new leaves!" Zhao Kuo muttered, "If you have a breath, you will light a lamp. Perhaps, this is the romance of the heirs who belong exclusively to China."