After exhausting myself to death

Thanks to He Zhang, Gu Chenglin was finally able to look back on the government openly.

The conditions in the mansion are better than those in the military camp. Even a general who considers himself very hardworking has no reason to refuse a more comfortable life.

Across the street from Gu Mansion, there is a small house, which is He Zhang's residence.

Yanling has a lot of land and a lot of money. Unless the emperor personally gives it to him, his salary will only be enough to buy this small house.

In fact, the man selling the house sold it at a low price because he was a general.

He Zhang didn't feel that his living conditions were very poor. He rarely lived in this hard-earned small house. Except for the emperor's summons to return to Beijing for the palace banquet at the end of the year, he would not come back for his usual rest. .

His family is gone, so what difference does it make where he lives?

The small house was quiet, there wasn't even a servant inside.

He Zhang had no close friends, and he was a single-minded general who only knew how to be loyal to His Majesty and had no real power other than being half trapped in the camp. Therefore, no one asked him to do anything or contact him for feelings.

That day, a group of uninvited guests came to a remote alley. They said they were a group, but in fact they were just two people.

It was still early in the morning. He Zhang got up early to practice martial arts and heard the sound of horse hooves outside the door.

He Zhang was confused for a moment, but when there was a knock on the door, he realized that they were indeed looking for him.

But he suddenly became more confused.

With no father, no mother, no friends, who would come to your door?

Could it be a creditor? But he should be debt-free.

He Zhang opened the door and saw a carriage parked at the door. Its magnificence, exquisiteness and luxury have nothing to do with his dusty little courtyard.

Zhuo Feichen, the well-known "God of War" in Zhenbei, was standing under the carriage, patiently coaxing the people inside: "It's my fault that it disturbed Ming Huan's sweet dream. I have at home a copy of the works of the great scholar Wen Xu of the former dynasty. I’ll send you the original copy later to make amends, okay?”

"It's cold outside, just stay in the carriage and don't get out. If you need anything, just call me and I'll be outside all the time." Zhuo Feichen said sincerely. In the eyes of uninformed people, it can almost be called a dog-leg. .

The heavy car curtains were hung down, not swaying in the biting cold wind, and Shen Minghuan inside didn't respond.

He Zhang instinctively felt unhappy.

He and Zhuo Feichen had never had any contact with each other, but they were both excellent generals, so they couldn't help but feel some sympathy for each other, so naturally they couldn't stand the other being "humiliated".

"What's the matter?" He Zhang said coldly.

Only then did Zhuo Feichen notice that the door to the small courtyard had been opened at some point. He Zhang stood sideways and blocked the door with one hand on the door, obviously not welcoming them.

Zhuo Feichen was in a good mood during this period and did not care about the other party's attitude. He said happily: "General He, I came to you to hand over the work. Do you have anything else to explain to the trapped camp?"

It was as if the trapped camp belonged to him from now on.

"General Zhuo has never led troops?" He Zhang said sarcastically.

"Don't you know whether he has taken it or not?"

Shen Minghuan, who had been silent in the carriage, suddenly spoke. He said slowly: "When Zhuo Feichen was fighting bloody battles on the border, you were in Kyoto..."

Before he finished speaking, He Zhang could imagine what he had omitted. He was flattering, servile, and talking down to the emperor like a dog... In short, it was not a good thing.

He Zhang laughed at himself and said, "Yes, I can't reach the level of General Zhuo. If nothing happens, you can leave. I have to go on patrol, so I won't send you far."

Zhuo Feichen hurriedly tried to persuade him to stay: "Hey, no, please don't..."

"Zhuo Feichen." Shen Minghuan stretched out his hand to lift the curtain, and still said in his slow and strange tone: "Are you sure you still want to win over him and let him abandon the darkness and turn to the light and stand on our side of justice? He It seems that they don’t like us.”

Even if He Zhang has a good temper, he will still be angered by the strangeness in these words, not to mention that his temper is not good.

However, he did look down on Shen Minghuan and did not bother to communicate with her. So He Zhang crossed his arms in front of his chest and looked at Zhuo Feichen coldly, waiting for the other party to give him an explanation.

Zhuo Feichen frowned and looked a little ugly.

He Zhang nodded secretly, thinking that Zhuo Feichen was indeed not an unreasonable person.

"Ming Huan, what are you doing to lift the curtain? Didn't you tell me that I would be right next to you? Put the curtain down quickly, it's windy outside!" Zhuo Feichen said in a stern tone.

He Zhang, who listened to this passage:...

The all-powerful God of War also fell.

Shen Minghuan reluctantly let go of his hands and let the car curtains drop to block the cold wind again. However, he still said arrogantly: "Zhuo Feichen, I think we'd better go. I don't care whether he lives or dies."

"You really don't need to worry about He's life." He Zhang looked coldly and sneered at the previous description of "justice".

"General He, listen to me..." Zhuo Feichen wanted to cover his mouth and yell, "Shut up."

He thought that compared to Shen Minghuan, ten He Zhangs combined were not half as considerate as others. General Zhuo rarely showed such kindness. I advise you not to be ignorant of good and bad.

Shen Minghuan snorted coldly, interrupting Zhuo Feichen's unfinished words, "He Zhang, don't regret it, Kou State is not as kind as me."

Kou country? He Zhang suddenly turned his head to look at the carriage, "What do you know?" He took a deep breath, took two steps forward, and said angrily: "Colluding with the bandits, this is treason, Shen Che, you deserve to die!"

"He Zhang!" Zhuo Feichen shouted, his expression instantly condensed.

The old general, who was used to seeing life and death, would not allow anyone to curse his little friend with this word.

Shen Minghuan didn't take it seriously. He said casually: "General He, you must speak with evidence."

Then he knocked on the carriage and said, "Zhuo Feichen, let's go back."

Zhuo Feichen glared at He Zhang, turned over and sat in the coachman's seat. He thought that no matter how outstanding and powerful Shen Minghuan was, he was still a child who had just reached his prime. He would still be sad to hear others scold him like this, right?

So Zhuo Feichen tried his best to make him happy.

The carriage moved very slowly for stability.

With He Zhang's sharp ears, he could still hear the intermittent conversation between the two.

Shen Minghuan's voice sounded a little muffled through the thick car curtains, "Even if you say so much, I won't teach you the art of war. You should give up on this."

"You've taught me so much, you don't have to worry about breaking willows..."

"No, it just won't work."

He Zhang ignored the following content and left the house in a hurry, regardless of the sudden change in the sky and the snowflakes falling on his shoulders.

Shen Minghuan belongs to the second prince, and the second prince Jian is in the Sacred Heart. If he is really related to the Kou State, then Da Qi... is in danger.

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Although Zhuo Feichen just wanted to say something nice at first to avoid Shen Minghuan's sadness, now that Zheliu was mentioned, Zhuo Feichen had no reason to let go of this opportunity.

"You have no reservations about the more precious tactics. Why don't you teach me how to break willows?" Zhuo Feichen asked sadly.

Shen Minghuan was ruthless and ruthless, "Zheliu is a strategy of defeating the strong with the weak and destroying both the jade and the stone. I have the ability to protect the soldiers to the greatest extent, but I can't trust you."

"I'm not stupid." Zhuo Feichen said funnyly: "I won't use it unless it is absolutely necessary."

"When it comes to last resort, I hope you don't take risks. It doesn't matter if you avoid fighting or just live quietly. Anyway, I will always save you." Shen Minghuan didn't hesitate at all, with a tough tone and a determined attitude.

Zhuo Feichen drove the carriage, his lips opening and closing at a loss, and finally he just sighed, "Ming Huan, are you so responsible for everyone?"

He thought, Yanling is really a very good place. He has never experienced such a warm winter in Mobei for so many years.

"Why are you talking like that? He Zhang will misunderstand you." Zhuo Feichen couldn't help but feel worried again. He felt that his child was going to be a promising person, but he was also quite bearish.

Shen Minghuan said indifferently: "What does it have to do with me?"

"But if you have done good deeds and others don't know about it, isn't it a great loss?" Zhuo Feichen followed the instructions.

Shen Minghuan's tone suddenly fluctuated, as if he was remembering something bad, and he sneered: "Is it my fault?"

"Ming Huan?" Zhuo Feichen was stunned for a moment.

Shen Minghuan closed his eyes, "Sorry, I lost my temper."

"No, there is no need to apologize. What I mean is..." Zhuo Feichen stopped the carriage and considered: "If you have anything, you can tell us. I...your grandfather cares about you very much."

Shen Minghuan looked like he was smiling again, "What can happen to me? Who in the world can let anything happen to me."

Zhuo Feichen wanted to speak again, but was interrupted by Shen Minghuan.

The man yawned deliberately and said in a sleepy voice, "Zhuo Feichen, let's go back."

Zhuo Feichen didn't dwell on it anymore and secretly kept this matter in his heart.

As soon as they returned to Shen Mansion, they heard from Shen An that Li Chengzhuo was in Shen Minghuan's courtyard and had been waiting for a long time.

Li Chengzhuo often came to see Shen Minghuan, but he never came so early.

Zhuo Feichen frowned and suddenly realized that it had snowed unknowingly during the time they came back. It was clear that there was still warm sunshine when they set off.

Zhuo Feichen felt vaguely uneasy for some reason.

Before they could enter the small courtyard, Li Chengzhuo, who heard the news, had already come out to greet them.

Li Chengzhuo's eyes showed anxiety, and he forced himself to calm down, "Ming Huan, I'm going back to Lilan now, please help me."

"Is it because of the Kou State's invasion of the Lilan border?" After Shen Minghuan got off the carriage, he returned to the familiar state of Zhuo Feichen and others. At this moment, his face was calm and his tone was casual, as if he didn't think what he said was a big deal. , revealing a reassuring confidence.

Li Chengzhuo calmed down unconsciously, "You already know?"

It's not surprising that Shen Minghuan doesn't know anything.

Shen Minghuan nodded, "Don't worry."

Perhaps knowing the importance of Li Lan to Li Chengzhuo, his tone was rare and serious: "Li Chengzhuo, believe me, give me three days."

It had only been three days, and the Kou State was strong, so Li Lan was not helpless to fight back. If things go well, maybe within three days the two sides will still be talking harsh words without starting a fight.

Li Chengzhuo breathed a sigh of relief and nodded solemnly: "I believe you."

If someone had ever told Li Chengzhuo that one day he would trust someone so much that he would trust him with Li Lan's life and death, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Li Lan would definitely let that person get as far away as possible.

Even Li Chengzhuo himself was wondering at this time, why did he trust Shen Minghuan so firmly?