Zhao Chengyuan said, "If my uncle really can't make up his mind, why don't you go to the top of Cangyuan Mountain and ask my mother."

King Xiliang stopped, "To see Bao Rong?"

Zhao Chengyuan said, "You are your mother's brother, and it is only natural to worship her."

King Xiliang's mood eased, "Yes, this king should go and see her, I haven't seen her for more than twenty years...... The peach tree on the top of the mountain has not yet fallen to the fruit?"

Zhao Chengyuan said, "That peach tree is on the top of a cool mountain, and it bears fruit late and has a long fruiting period. Uncle now goes, maybe he can still eat the peaches that my mother grew up in care."

There was a soft light in King Xiliang's eyes, "The peach that Bao Rong took care of and grew up......

He was suddenly shaken, picked up his sword and walked out of the hall.

Han Jun stood up and looked at the back of King Xiliang with his hands gone, "He went to Cangyuan Mountain, can he really let go of hatred?"

Zhao Chengyuan said lightly, "Because of his mother's hard heart, he can naturally also be soft because of his mother."

Just like Luo Fuzhang, when facing Youning, he is as gentle as water, and once Youning is hurt, he is as cold and hard as a knife.

Han Jun frowned, "What if he is obsessed?"

Zhao Chengyuan paced out, "The top of Cangyuan Mountain is where he was buried."

Han Jun stood silent for a long time, "creating a ...... of evil"

The two returned to Gedo, and when they passed through a mountain range, Han Jun slowed down.

He pointed to the continuous mountain range and said, "It looks calm here, but in fact, there are 50,000 elite soldiers hidden inside, and their combat power is no less than the 100,000 soldiers and horses in the city. Do you know whose army it is?"

Zhao Chengyuan smiled, "The son-in-law doesn't know."

"Ghostface General. That's really a great character, the northwest border has not been breached in the past six months, and General Ghost Face has contributed a lot. He is like a god in his soldiers, and his martial arts are even better, and he can rescue the prince in the midst of thousands of troops." Han Jun said regretfully, "It's a pity that my father has never had the opportunity to meet."

"This king wants to see what kind of person he is, even this king's father-in-law, he dares to return to the country."

Zhao Chengyuan spoke, and drove the horse in the direction of the valley.

Han Jun's cold face couldn't help but show a little smile, this son-in-law is getting better and better at talking.

He slapped his horse and chased after him, and said earnestly, "Although you are the prince, you can't put on a score in front of the ghost-faced general. Just because he guards the Great Zhou, he deserves your and me's respect."

Zhao Chengyuan smiled, "Lord Yue's protection of the Great Zhou for decades is also worthy of respect. If he doesn't see you, he doesn't understand."

Han Jun pretended to be displeased and scolded, "Don't be so rude to the ghost-faced general!"

"Yes. The son-in-law commanded."

Han Jun laughed, patted the horse and galloped, startling the birds on the side of the road.

When he arrived at the valley mouth, Han Jun thought that he would be stopped, but the soldier saluted respectfully, "Dingguo kilometers away, please, the general is waiting for you inside."

Surprise flashed in Han Jun's eyes, and then he figured out that the ghost-faced general had supernatural powers, and it was estimated that he knew his identity from the time they approached the valley.

When he arrived at a tall tent, Han Jun saw a tall and awe-inspiring man standing outside the tent from a distance, with a ghostly face and fangs on his face, which was very terrifying.

Han Jun couldn't help but straighten his face and quickened his steps forward.

From afar, he bowed his hands to the rivers and lakes, and did not deceive the country at all, "Ghost-faced general, look up for a long time!" ….

Huo Shan glanced at the prince who was slowly following behind Han Jun, and couldn't help but sigh, the prince's son-in-law is becoming more and more qualified. The prince and the emperor are both standing side by side, but now they have to walk behind the old man.

He smiled loudly and bowed back, "Dingguo Gong, look up for a long time!"

As soon as Han Jun heard this person's laughter, he was full of energy, he must be a bold person, and he couldn't help but praise, "The general is a frank and unrestrained person at a glance, and he is also a true hero."

"Dingguo Gong has passed the award. The demeanor of Dingguo Gong has long been heard of and admired. It's an honor to see you today!"

Han Jun laughed and patted Huo Shan's shoulder, "Although this duke has not seen the general's true face, he also has a feeling of familiarity with the general at first sight. What if you and I become brothers of the opposite sex? You don't have to show your true colors, and I won't ask you for who you are.

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Huo Shan smiled, "I don't dare to call Dingguo a brother and a brother."

The real ghost-faced general is the prince, the old man and son-in-law worship the son, it's not appropriate, right?

He looked at Zhao Chengyuan, but saw that his expression was indifferent, and he didn't give him any hints. Should or shouldn't?

Han Jun laughed loudly, "You and I are based on the rules of the rivers and lakes, and we don't have to care about our status! That's it!"

The prince was respectful in front of the Duke of Dingguo, and Huo Shan naturally did not dare to refute the face of the prince's father-in-law, and bowed to him with fear.

Han Jun grew up a little longer than Huo Shan, and became the righteous brother of the ghost-faced general.

After kneeling down and bowing to the ground, Han Jun remembered his son-in-law.

He was a little arrogant, and pointed at Zhao Chengyuan and said, "This is the son-in-law of this father, King Jin. When he heard of the general's demeanor, he had to accompany his father to pay a visit."

Huo Shan secretly tugged at the corners of his mouth, clenched his fists and saluted, "I've seen the prince."

Zhao Chengyuan smiled, "General Ghost Face, you continue."

Han Jun saw that his son-in-law was cold and indifferent to the Ghost Face General and not enthusiastic enough, so he couldn't help but glance at him unhappily, "In the future, the Ghost Face General will be the brother of my father, your uncle, you still have to have the respect you deserve."

Zhao Chengyuan bowed his head, "What Lord Yue-in-law taught me is that my son-in-law wrote it down."

He saluted Huo Shan, "I've seen Uncle Shi."

Huo Shan wanted to avoid it, but Han Jun pressed his shoulder, "Eh, you can stand it!"

Huo Shan took the gift of King Jin hard.

Entering the big tent, Han Jun and Huo Shan exchanged tactical experiences on the sand table, and the more they talked, the more they agreed, and they had a feeling of hating each other.

And Zhao Chengyuan always stood behind Han Jun, giving him enough face as an old man.

Han Jun suddenly felt that it was enough to have a good son-in-law in life.

When Weng and his son-in-law left the camp, it was already evening, and Huo Shan sent them out of the valley worriedly.

The sound of Uncle Shi before King Jin left made him even more frightened.

Return to the Gordor Palace.

As soon as I entered the courtyard, I heard Youning's cheerful laughter.

"You two are big brothers, one grew up with me, and the other is connected to me by blood, why do you have to separate relatives?"

Han Sixing snorted, "Naturally, the bloodline is the first, no, you have to be closer to me!"

Luo Fuzhang smiled warmly, "What the prince said is right. Youning will live in the capital for a long time in the future, and he will also have the brother of the prince to protect him."

Han Sixing patted Luo Fuzhang on the shoulder, "You are a good person, much more approachable than my brother-in-law. In the future, if you encounter them on the battlefield, I will definitely show mercy to your men."

Luo Fuzhang smiled, "As long as Youning is safe and sound, you and I won't have a time to meet each other."

"Not now?"

"Princess Baorong has not been let down, and my father will not kill Da Zhou."

Han Sixing raised his eyebrows, "You are not the King of Xiliang, how can you be so sure?"

Luo Fuzhang looked at his sister who was blinking while eating grapes and listening to them, and chuckled.

At this time, he is the king of Xiliang.

Shen Momo