Chapter 3: The Dispute over the Jade Seal

"Huh. King Chen, now the Han dynasty is declining, and the heroes are rising. There is a way, and those who can do it in the world can get it. That Liu Wei is a child, he is afraid of everything, and he has no imperial majesty at all. This throne can't last long. "Zhang Jin usually acts and speaks, very humble, at this time. But his eyes showed a fierce light, and under the firelight, his face was hideous.

"Shut up. My Han room, how can you allow the villain to practice? The nine-year-old child was angry, his eyes were round, his eyebrows were clustered, and his speech was sonorous and powerful.

In normal times, Liu Xie was like this, Rao is Zhang Rang was also a little afraid, but at this time, the group was scattered, and now the night was dark and windy, and there were only two people in the boundless night. Even if Zhang Jin was a little afraid in his heart, how could he give up because of a few words from the little boy in front of him.

Watching Zhang Jin slowly pull out the sword, Liu Xie's heart was full of thoughts, the loss of his life today is a small matter, if the jade seal of the country is taken away by others, under the nine springs, how can he see the emperor.

Seeing Zhang Jinjin approaching, Liu Xie retreated straight back until there was no way to retreat, his heart was crossed, he took out the box wrapped in brocade cloth from his arms, and said sharply:

"Even if I die, you don't want to get the jade seal of the country." With that, throw it into the river.

There was a "bang" in the night, and then a voice sounded: "Damn! ”

Coincidentally, the jade seal was impartial, and it happened to hit Zhao Ye's head, fortunately, there was a tent buffer, otherwise, Zhao Ye at this time would probably have gone to see the king of Hades in his sleep.

Inexplicably, Zhao Ye reached out and touched the culprit, climbed out of the tent and was about to find someone to settle the account. I saw a man approaching a child step by step, and in the faint light of the fire, the cold and shining sword was already half unsheathed.

For Zhao Ye who suddenly appeared, the two were stunned for a moment, and Liu Xieben was surprised, but when he looked at it, he saw a young man with the same figure as himself and dressed strangely, and Xiche's eyes suddenly dimmed a little.

Zhao Ye, who climbed out of the tent, carried the brocade cloth box and said angrily:

"Who are you? I didn't sleep in the middle of the night, and I went to the river to mess around with things. ”

Inexplicably, there was suddenly one more person, Zhang Jin was frightened in his heart, and for a while, he didn't dare to move, but quietly collected the sword and arched his hand:

"A certain Zhang Jin ......"

"Okay, find a good owner." Zhao Ye was holding the box in his left hand, rubbing his head with his right hand and was about to reason.

As soon as he approached, the firelight reflected Zhao Ye's face. Zhang Jin and Liu Xie's eyes widened and they were frightened.

The sword is unsheathed. Zhang Jin trembled and said, "Who are you?" ”

Listening to the humanistic crepe language in front of him, Zhao Ye was very uncomfortable, looking at the clothes of the two of them, there was no shadow of modern people at all. Combined with what happened to him today, Zhao Ye felt as if he had crossed over. Busy at the moment:

"Put away your sword first, it's scary." Seeing that the other party was unmoved, he said, "How many years is this year?" Looking at the frightened and dazed expressions of the two.

"Oh, what year is it?"

A strange person suddenly appeared, Zhang Jin looked at Zhao Ye and then at Liu Xie, and suddenly felt a chill down his spine, and he was shocked when he heard that there was a river god in Luoshui.

Zhao Ye's sudden appearance, and he looked almost exactly the same as Liu Xie, in Zhang Jin's understanding, the river god can transform all things, and saw that Zhao Ye didn't know what treasures in his hands, the light was shining, under the illumination of the treasures, the night was like day, and he didn't dare to make a mistake at the moment, took back the sword, and replied: "The myth of returning to the river, today is the first year of Zhaoning of the Han Dynasty." ”

Zhao Ye was amused in his heart, he actually regarded himself as a river god. But he didn't deny it at the moment, and asked

"What year is this? Who is the Son of the Day? ”

"When today's son Liu argues." When he said this, the young man next to him stared at Zhang Jin viciously, calling the name of the Son of Heaven a big crime of the Zhu clan.

"Liu Wei." Zhao Ye vaguely remembered that there seemed to be an emperor named Liu Wei at the end of the Han Dynasty, and it seemed that he didn't live long before he was killed by Dong Zhuo. However, at this moment, Zhao Ye had no intention of caring about anything else, and now he was only thinking about how he had traveled through almost two thousand years to the Han Dynasty.

Zhao Ye was silent in thought, and Zhang Jin said, "What else does the river god have to ask?" If there is nothing to ask, I will hurry. ”

"Wait." Zhao Ye and Liu Xie said almost at the same time:

Zhao Ye turned his face to look at the young man in front of him, and a trace of tiredness appeared on his clear face. It's just that Zhao Ye feels so strange, how can this face seem familiar.

"Who are you?" Zhao Ye said:

The young man was neither humble nor arrogant, and arched his hand: "I am Liu Xie, the king of Chenliu, the younger brother of the current Han Emperor." ”

"Wow." Zhao Ye's eyes are about to fall, Emperor Liu Xie of the Han Dynasty, throughout the Han Dynasty, I am afraid that he is the most helpless emperor. A group of people at the bottom are calling back and forth when they see the sky, and then he is either held hostage today and ordered the princes, or tomorrow he is held hostage by others and orders are not subordinate.

But it was the person in front of him that made Zhao Ye feel familiar inexplicably.

Without waiting for Zhao Ye to ask, Liu Xie said: "The things in your hands are the treasures of my Han Dynasty, can they be returned to me?" In addition, if the river god helps me kill this chaotic minister and thief, when I return to the palace, I will tell the royal brother and set three animals to be offered. ”

Unexpectedly, Zhao Ye was secretly surprised that what he was carrying in his hand was a national heirloom jade seal, which was a peerless treasure. No wonder, Fang just crossed the knife, it turned out to be for this treasure.

Although Zhao Ye didn't have the heart to seize the treasure, he wanted to see what the legendary jade seal looked like? After listening to countless versions of the legend, I have always regretted not being able to witness the honorable face.

"You can, but you have to let the god see what this jade seal looks like?" Zhao Ye said, borrowed a flashlight, and wanted to open the box and take a look.

The jade seal of the country is the symbol of the emperor of the Han family, Rao is Zhao Ye wanted to see it, but Zhang Jin on the side took an arrow step, rushed up, grabbed the jade seal, turned his head and ran. Seeing this, Liu Xie hurriedly said:

"The river god help me stop him." Liu Xie hurried a few times and chased straight away. and the state of being pressed step by step is like two people.

"Hey, it seems that they are relying on me." Zhao Ye shook his head helplessly, he suddenly appeared, and was regarded as a ghost by others. In the current state, don't say it's two people, even if it's three or five people, don't want to help snatch the jade seal from that man's hands.

As everyone knows, Zhang Jin was originally afraid, grabbed the jade seal, and ran in a panic. Running in the dark night is the most fatal, and by that little bit of fire, the road has not been seen clearly, and the feet have already stepped up.

Before he could run out of Zhao Ye's sight, Zhang Jin stumbled, his whole body popped, rolled a few times, and fell dizzy.

Liu Xie, who caught up later, took out a dagger from his arms and stabbed Zhang Jin in the back fiercely.

Zhao Ye, who caught up, looked at this scene dumbfounded, and before he could stop it, Zhang Jin, who had been hit by a sword, suddenly turned over, the sword in his hand was unsheathed, and in the dark, only a childish voice was heard screaming for a while.

Zhao Ye hurriedly took the flashlight out of his backpack and followed the light.

At this time, two people, one big and one small, were lying on their sides on the path, Zhang Jin was stabbed in the back, piercing the lobes of the lungs, only coughing a few times, and then opened his mouth and spit out a large stream of blood, his neck was crooked, and he was dying.

Liu Xie was hit by a sword and fell to the ground wailing.

Seeing Zhao Ye coming up with a shiny thing, Liu Xie hurriedly called for help: "The river god save me!" ”

Zhao Ye hurriedly caught up, the flashlight shone, and suddenly took a breath of cool air, the sword was inserted diagonally from Liu Xie's lower abdomen, the tip of the sword came out of the back, Zhang Jin finally fought hard, using the strength of his whole body, such an injury, even if it is a modern immediate operation, it may not be able to be saved, in this ancient wilderness, Zhao Ye shook his head helplessly.

Seeing the river god shaking his head, Liu Xie's eyes dimmed. "Can't the river god save me?"

Zhao Ye said: "Your injuries are too serious, I can't save you, but I can make you suffer less." ”

Since the river god said that he couldn't save it, Liu Xie knew that he was powerless to return to the sky, so he had to nod and say: "Then it's good to bother the river god, and it's good to have less pain." ”

Liu Xie was hoarse and grinning because of the pain, a little boy of eight or nine years old, in the face of this situation, was either scared and cried, or screamed in pain, and now that he was able to say everything, Zhao Ye couldn't help but admire Liu Xie's endurance.

Zhao Ye took morphine from his backpack and injected one at the edge of Liu Xie's wound. Since he couldn't be saved, let him go peacefully, for some reason, Zhao Ye had a vague inexplicable grief in his heart, probably because he looked similar to Liu Xie. Let him have a family-like illusion for a moment.

The pain-relieving effect of morphine was immediate, and Liu Xie's distorted expression became calm, and his sloppy gaze refocused. Zhao Ye knew that this was a return to the light, and said without thinking: "Do you have any last wishes, you need me to help you complete them." ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Ye immediately regretted it.

Liu Xiedao: "Since the river god is willing to help me, ask you for something, give this jade seal to Emperor Wu, be my emperor's brother's assistant brother, and protect my imperial brother's life." ”

"I don't have the skills." Zhao Ye said, this is the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the heroes rose together, it was really like the back waves hitting the front waves, and the front waves died on the beach. In this era, it would be good to be able to guarantee his life, and he tried in vain to protect Liu Wei, the emperor who was about to be killed.

collided with Dong Zhuo, who was about to enter Beijing, and used his mantis arm as a car, and the end would be miserable.

"I can only promise you to return the jade seal to your imperial brother. I can't help anything else. ”

Liu Xie was already at the end of his crossbow at this time, listened to Zhao Ye's words, shook his head slightly, and then nodded helplessly, and issued a weak response:

"Well, let's do... Your king of Chenliu is going to ..... bar. ”

Two lives, this is the first time Zhao Ye has heard and touched in the Han Dynasty, what era is this, human life is like a mustard. Zhao Ye just wants to stay away from this era, even if he hides in the deep mountains and old forests and grows old slowly, he doesn't want to have any contact with this era.