"That's good!" Zhang Zixiang didn't seem to see He Ruobi's reminder at all, and said to himself. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He Ruobi was about to give another hint, but a cough suddenly came from the side. He Ruobi sighed, said no more, and invited Zhang Zixiang into the big tent to rest.

"Division...... Master, you have suffered. After He Ruobi welcomed Zhang Zixiang into the big tent, he brought a cup of tea and served it, "Drink...... Quench your thirst with a cup of tea. ”

Zhang Zixiang took the teacup, put it to his lips, remembered something, but put it down again: "By the way, when I came over, I saw Nan Chen's army withdrawing." What's wrong?

When Zhang Zixiang raised the teacup, He Ruobi's expression was inexplicably very nervous, and seeing that Zhang Zixiang did not drink tea, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yes, the peace treaty has been reached, and we will withdraw to Jiangbei in a few days. ”

He Ruobi's casual answer obviously could not satisfy Zhang Zixiang.

"Then how can I see that all of you are so nervous as if you are facing a great enemy? Who are you dealing with now?"

He Ruobi came back to his senses suddenly, raised his head, and met Zhang Zixiang's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"Master, you ......" He Ruobi stopped talking and hesitated.

"Forget it. Zhang Zixiang picked up the teacup again and put it to his mouth.

He Ruobi's face suddenly changed greatly, and he raised his hand and knocked over the teacup in Zhang Zixiang's hand: "Master, don't drink it!

The teacup was knocked over to the ground, and the tea inside slowly flowed out, showing a solid liquid that did not seep into the ground, but condensed on the ground, like a pool of crystal, crystal clear.

"Tianyi Shenshui! What a big deal!" Zhang Zixiang clapped his hands and exclaimed.

He was knocked over the teacup in his hand, but he didn't seem surprised, but showed a relieved smile: "Uncle Fu, you are still my good apprentice!"

At this moment, a team of people suddenly rushed in from outside, and the stout man led by him rushed into the tent, seeing that Zhang Zixiang did not fall, and there was no trace of reduction in Tianyi Shenshui on the ground, he couldn't help but be stunned.

"What's the matter? Didn't you say that you slammed the cup? Why haven't you cleaned him up yet?" the stout man was furious, grabbing He Ruobi, who was limp on the ground, and roaring loudly.

He Ruobi was speechless, closed his eyes, and waited for punishment.

But the expected pain did not come, but the stout man who grabbed him was pushed away by a pure and powerful true qi, fell to the ground, and couldn't get up.

"My apprentice, I can only fight it. What kind of thing are you, dare to hit him in front of me!"

It was Zhang Zixiang who made the shot!

He Ruobi was ashamed for a while, standing in front of Zhang Zixiang and facing those menacing soldiers.

"He Ruobi, do you want to rebel?" The stout man Han Baohu spat out a mouthful of blood, and did not dare to get angry at Zhang Zixiang, so he turned to He Ruobi and shouted violently.

"I ...... I ......" He Ruobi didn't answer, but his body stood firmly in front of Zhang Zixiang and refused to get out of the way.

"What the hell is going on, can you tell me now? Zhang Zixiang asked behind his back, his tone was calm and his expression was flat, and he didn't know what he really thought.

"Master......" He Ruobi's lips trembled slightly, and he hesitated again and again, but he couldn't bear to reveal the truth.

"If you don't say it, I'll say it!" Han Baohu hurriedly replied. What he likes to watch the most is this kind of betrayal and separation drama, especially when the protagonist is He Ruobi, who he has always hated, which is even more interesting.

"Your Majesty made a secret order to make peace with Nan Chen. And Nan Chen's request for retreat is you!"

"Oh, yes. Listening to Zhang Zixiang's tone, he didn't seem surprised, should he say that his heart was like ashes, or did he know it a long time ago?

Of course, such an attitude could not satisfy Han Baohu. He angrily asked, "Why aren't you surprised at all......?"

"What should it be? Screaming? Killing people to vent their anger? Stop making trouble! There are enough things going on today. Now even if you say that you came to tie me up to Nanchen for the sake of peace in the world, I wouldn't be surprised!" Zhang Zixiang sneered, walked to the side of the chair and sat down slowly.

"Just a few of you? Who else? Let's come out together!" Zhang Zixiang felt the familiar fluctuation of spiritual power, and looked directly outside the tent and said.

The curtain of the big tent was pulled up again, and Laihu'er walked in slowly with a face full of shame.

"Yes, and you. Fu Bo was because he was in the imperial court and could not resist the emperor's orders. Then why do you want to help them deal with me?" Zhang Zixiang smiled self-deprecatingly, facing this "former apprentice" who had severed the master-apprentice relationship, he always hated it, and always hoped that he would betray him if he had a hard time.

And the truth is no different.

Lai Hu'er walked up to Zhang Zixiang and respectfully kowtowed a few times to this mistake.

"Master! Disciples are not filial. Today's disciple must bring you to Nan Chen!"

"Your second apprentice's aunt, Wu, is now in Chang'an, and he has to obey us. Han Baohu was addicted to the explanation, and he didn't care about the atmosphere at all, and proudly hit the sore spot of Laihu'er.

Lai Hu'er threw a mouse bogey, dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak, but looked at Han Baohu's eyes more and more unkindly.

"Last question, why did Yang Jian agree to Nan Chen's request? Didn't he want to be an emperor through the ages? How could he do such a thing that was loved by relatives and enemies?" Zhang Zixiang saw that when he said it, he let go and expressed all his doubts.

"Bold! Your Majesty's name is what you can call!" Han Baohu shouted violently, bound to seek justice for Yang Jian, who was thousands of miles away!

"Hehe, don't you all know? It seems that I'm going to Chang'an and ask him in person!" Zhang Zixiang scoffed at this, not taking Han Baohu's bluff in the slightest.

"Do you think you can still go back to Chang'an?" Han Baohu sneered, suddenly turned back, and saluted respectfully, "Master, I'm sorry, it seems that you have to take action in person." ”

"Is that all the people of the Great Sui have this ability to? Just let the old man do it himself!" An old voice sounded, making everyone in the tent palpitate.

There are still people outside the tent!

Zhang Zixiang only showed a surprised expression at this time, he had already sensed it with his six senses just now, and there should be no one outside the tent. This so-called "master" can actually evade his search, it must not be an ordinary person, who is it?

The curtain did not move, and no one even noticed it, and suddenly there was an old man in the tent, as if he had been in the tent from the beginning.

I saw that the old man had a childish face, refreshed and bright, and there was a faint fairy aura lingering on his body, with a little cinnabar in the center of his eyebrows, and his whole face looked even more kind and kind. But the temperament he exudes now has nothing to do with his countenance, giving people the feeling of a sword, sharp and impossible to look at.