The well-planned assassination of the five people including the old monster with a grimace was a failure, and they were infinitely annoyed and unwilling in their hearts, and the unwitting Xiaolu Holy Hand kept asking the three old monsters with a ghostface.

Dao Tuo said negatively: "Originally, everything was going well, but who knew that he would bite the gold halfway." ”

Zhu Yunshi has been silent, she couldn't have imagined that the bastard boy she saw for the first time was so powerful in martial arts, and in addition to being surprised, the scene that she was worried about kept flashing in her mind, and she felt a little at a loss for her inexplicable thoughts.

The Holy Hand of Xiao Pipa was in charge of the explanations of Dao Tuo and others, and only cared about sarcasm on the side.

The grimace old monster covered his injured hands tightly, and for the sake of a thin face, he didn't say more, but just whispered: "I don't know, Kublai Khan has been poisoned to death?"

Dao Tuo saw that Zhu Yunshi was staying aside, silent, so he asked Zhu Yunshi: "I said, Tianzhu girl, what do you think of this." ”

Zhu Yunshi was full of reverie, and did not hear what Dao Tuo asked, so Dao Tuo stepped forward and pushed a handful of Zhu Yun poems.

Zhu Yunshi came back to her senses and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Pa Holy Hand saw at a glance that Zhu Yunshi's face was wrong, and the two exchanged glances, and they knew each other.

The grimace old monster said: "After this assassination, the general around Kublai Khan will inevitably strengthen his defenses, not to mention, there is a young man with strong martial arts beside him, a disciple is already so powerful, not to mention that his master has not really made a move, I think, it is difficult to assassinate again." ”

"What should I do then?" Zhu Yunshi asked, "I'm afraid it's hard to go back like this, right?"

The crowd was silent for a while, and it seemed that they really couldn't think of another opportunity to assassinate Kublai Khan.

"If you can invite those four people, why is it difficult to break into the camp and kill Kublai Khan directly?"

The grimace old monster immediately scolded: "Shut up, how can those four people easily mention it." ”

Dao Tuo immediately thought of the rules of Juxian Pavilion, so he was silent, not daring to say anything more.

The beggar gang Tan Liqiu reported the incident in detail to Shi Zhonglie, the leader of the beggar gang, Shi Zhonglie thought that since the kid saved Kublai Khan, he must be a person from Kublai Khan's side, and at the same time suspected that the vendetta between the various sects was Kublai Khan's ghost.

Tan Liqiu will see that the kid does know the martial arts of the Shaolin faction, the sect sword faction and the Vientiane faction carefully, and will tell Zong Zheng that he has a powerful master, Zong Zheng just wants to be clever, but he didn't know that he would fall into the martial arts grudge deeper and deeper.

Shi Zhonglie immediately ordered Tan Liqiu to quickly send someone to report the matter to the major sects, so that the sects would kill him when they saw this person, and they would definitely remove this scourge for the Central Plains martial arts.

Soon, the news that Zong was Kublai Khan's lackey quickly spread among the major sects, and all the major sects regarded Zong Zheng as a public enemy and wanted to punish him as soon as possible.

Thinking that Zongzheng had a powerful master, and he himself was outstanding in martial arts, all factions sent their powerful predecessors to Ezhou City as representatives of Zongzheng, and for a while, together with the masters of Juxian Pavilion and Beauty Valley, Ezhou City was really full of masters.

The weather has turned cooler, and the weather should be crisp in autumn, but there is always a lingering haze in the sky of Ezhou City, which makes people a little unhappy.

Zong Zheng woke up after resting for an hour, this time for Kublai Khan's healing, it took a lot of true energy and strength, Zong Zheng woke up and still felt a little tired, but, staying in the Mongolian camp, Zong Zheng was a little unaccustomed, so he got up and came to the outside of the camp.

When the two soldiers guarding the camp saw that Zongzheng was awake, they politely saluted to show respect for their benefactor, but due to the language barrier, the two sides did not say much.

Zongzheng's camp tent is temporarily stationed, just leaning next to Kublai Khan's military camp tent, Kublai Khan's residual poison has not been cleared, has not yet woken up, in order to prevent the killer from assassinating Kublai Khan again, Zhang Rou and several other fierce generals take turns to guard Kublai Khan's camp tent, surrounded by soldiers of the bow feather team and scimitar battalion, which can be described as a veritable strict defense and death, not leaking.

Zong Zheng thought about it carefully, those assassins all had outstanding martial arts, and they were unwilling to give up easily after the last failure, but they were so strict that it was not a long-term solution after all, and it was difficult to guarantee that there would be no omissions, so Zong Zheng thought that he had to quickly set up a game to let the assassins leave with peace of mind.

At this time, it was Zhang Hongyan, the son of General Zhang Rou, who was in charge of the garrison, and when he saw that Zongzheng had woken up and was outside the tent, he hurriedly stepped forward and asked: "Are you awake! Why don't you rest for a while?"

Zong Zheng looked at the young general, who was slightly older than himself, and felt very close.

"It was dull in the tent, but I still went out for a walk. Zong Zheng replied politely,

After saving Kublai Khan last time, Zhang Hongyan wanted to ask Zongzheng's name, but before he could ask, Zongzheng fainted and fell to the ground, and now, when the benefactor woke up, Zhang Hongyan asked Zongzheng's name.

"The young man heroically saved the king of my family from the assassins, and did not hesitate to spend his efforts to save him again, great kindness, he has not thanked him, and he has not asked for the name of the benefactor, it is really ashamed!" Zhang Hongyan said, unconsciously lowering his head.

Zong Zheng thought that he used the pseudonym used by Mei in Diaoyu City before, and if he continued to use this name, he was afraid that there would be a lot of trouble, so he replied to Zhang Hongyan and said: "My surname is Mei, the plum blossom of Mei, the name is out of interest, it is the interest of no interest." ”

After Zhang Hongyan heard it, he felt that this name was very strange and funny, but in front of his benefactor, Zhang Hongyan didn't dare to be rude, so he followed the number of courtesies and reported his name.

"My surname is Zhang, my name is Hongyan, look, I should be a few years older than you, if the benefactor doesn't dislike it, you can call me Brother Zhang." Zhang Hongyan patted his chest and said,

Zong Zheng felt that it was very kind to call Brother Zhang, so he humbly shouted, "Brother Zhang." ”

At this time, the inner chamberlain came out of Kublai Khan's tent, went to Zhang Hongyan, and came to Zhang Hongyan's side, and the inner chamberlain whispered to Zhang Hongyan: "General Zhang, the king has woken up, and he is going to see your father and General Dong at this moment, saying that there is something important to discuss." ”

Zhang Hongyan replied to the inner superintendent: "Got it!" and then apologized to Zong Zheng: "I'm sorry, Mei Shaoxia, there are some things I need to do now, and I will come to you again when I have time." ”

Zong Zheng looked respectful and said politely: "Brother Zhang is busy first, let's go quickly!"

Zhang Hongyan left with the inner warden.

Zong Zheng stretched his waist and stood at the door of the tent, looking at the sky above his head, he couldn't help but be a little confused. Everything that happened recently was not my intention, and it was really funny to think about it, I had saved General Wang in the Song army, and the king in the Mongolian army, but the Song army and the Mongolian army were incompatible enemies, standing between heaven and earth, I didn't know how to get along, dazed, and confused feelings made Zong Zheng a little unable to see himself, let alone the future.

After a while, Zhang Rou and Dong Wenbing rushed to Kublai Khan's tent. Seeing it from afar, Zong Zheng wondered for a while, and he didn't know what made the dignified king so concerned in his sick bed.

After two days, Kublai Khan drank two pairs of detoxification and health care medicines, and his mental outlook was greatly improved. Zong Zheng also exercises every day to recuperate, although the previously lost power has not been recovered, however, with the medicine prescribed by the military doctor to replenish qi and return to the yuan, he feels full of energy and does not feel tired!

The men of the grassland are all extremely bold and have clear grievances, Zongzheng did not hesitate to spend his true energy and skills to save Kublai Khan, and the generals in the army were grateful to him. After Kublai Khan was in better health, he learned that Zongzheng had saved him twice, and he was very grateful, so he wanted to hold a banquet to thank Zongzheng.

Zong Zheng thought that it was an opportunity to gain Kublai Khan's trust, so he did not refuse.

The moonlight was bright, and under the stars, the Mongolian camp was full of bonfires as usual, and the firelight spread across the world.

Outside the camp, two fireheads were making a roasted whole lamb, and the oily mutton was filled with a meaty aroma, which was the main dish of tonight's banquet.

Kublai Khan did not like the singing and dancing of the warbler, especially in wartime, so the dinner party did not have the joy of silk and bamboo and the enchanting phantom of the woman, which was Kublai Khan's style of governing the army.

Zong Zheng sat in the banquet, not very accustomed to Mongolian hospitality etiquette, under Zhang Rou's warm invitation, Zong Zheng drank a sip of mare's milk wine, just into the throat suddenly felt uncomfortable, a burst of cough, Zhang Rou is no longer reluctant. Instead, he asked, "Dare to ask the young man's name?"

Zong Zheng didn't think about it, and replied decisively: "My surname is Mei, the plum of plum blossoms, the name is out, and the plum is also." ”

The generals couldn't help but feel a little funny when they heard it, but they didn't dare to laugh casually.

Zhang Rou said elegantly and steadily: "Shaoxia's name is really different, but this name is just a person's external thing, what is rare is Mei Shaoxia's righteous and benevolent heart." ”

Between the words, a row of servants walked into the camp with the cut mutton in order, and Kublai Khan immediately said boldly: "Come, send the most delicious leg of mutton to Mei Shaoxia." ”

Ranked first among the slaves, the slave with the leg of mutton carefully brought the leg of mutton to Zong Zheng, this is the treatment of Mongolian guests, Zong Zheng naturally knows, although he does not like to eat meat, but he still knows the principle of following the customs, so he politely thanked Kublai Khan.

One by one, the servants delivered the mutton and retreated in an orderly manner.

Kublai Khan raised his glass and said to Zongzheng: "Meng Mei Shaoxia rescued him twice, this king is very grateful, and I thank Mei Shaoxia in advance." As he spoke, he drank the wine from his glass.

Zong Zheng looked at this King of Monan, and his sassy demeanor made people unconsciously feel calm.

"The prince is polite. Zong Zheng replied lightly, also raised his wine glass, barely took a sip of wine, and choked on his cough.

During the banquet, Zhang Rou introduced the people present to Zong Zheng one by one, from Kublai Khan to the generals of the hundred households, Zong Zheng remembered them one by one.

The dinner did not end until midnight, and after everyone retreated one by one, Kublai Khan retained Zongzheng, as if he had something to ask, and Zongzheng had already known it in his heart and thought of an answer.