Let you be a proton, you chase the empress of the enemy country?

Ever since Zhongpan, the entire Han family has been in an extremely restless and depressive atmosphere.

The young elites lost more than half, but got nothing.

The Zhao Clan's expedition is imminent, everyone in the Han family wished to wash away their anxiety with blood, and only hated that the days passed too slowly.

It is in the courtyard at the very edge of Han Mansion.

With a sullen face, Han Zhe paced back and forth outside the courtyard gate.

I do not know how long it has been.

The courtyard door opened with a "squeak".

Zheng Yuan's eyes were red, and she came out with a sad face.

Han Zhe immediately took a step forward: "How is Juier, are you awake?"

"woke up!"

Zheng Yuan wiped her tears: "But the injury is still serious, these few days you don't... Hey! What are you doing?"

She hurriedly stopped Han Zhe who was about to enter the door.

Han Zhe said with a sullen face, "I have something to ask him!"

Zheng Yuan said angrily: "Why can't we wait for him to recover from his injury before asking him? Do you think his injury is not serious enough?"

Han Zhe stared angrily, and said sharply, "What do you know as a woman?"

"you……"

Zheng Yuan was taken aback by his ferocious eyes. She has been married to the head of the family for so many years, and her relationship with Han Zhe has always been very harmonious. Regardless of how majestic Han Zhe is outside, she just smiles when she sees herself when she returns home.

Never said a serious word.

But today...

Something big must have happened!
She gritted her teeth: "You can ask questions, but if you interfere with Juier's healing, I will never end with you!"

"Ok!"

Han Zhe responded indifferently, then went straight into the courtyard, and locked the courtyard door by the way.

"you!"

Zheng Yuan suddenly felt something was wrong, but it was too late to stop it now, so she could only press her face to the courtyard door and listen to the movement inside.

There was no one in the yard.

Han Zhe pushed open the door directly, and the moment the door opened, he smelled a strong smell of medicine.

on the futon.

Han Juan was sitting cross-legged, crooked, his bloodless face slanted to the ground.

He was still wrapped in the Taoist robe he wore when he entered the tomb, but now it was covered with dots of blood, all of which were blood beads oozing from the pores, some of which had dried and turned brown, and some were still bright red.

True Qi wandered through his meridians.

But people can easily feel the weakness and stagnation of this ray of true energy.

Hear footsteps.

Han Juan raised his head with difficulty. There was no pain on his face, and he still looked lazy. The only difference was that he was much weaker.

He twitched the corner of his mouth: "Father layman, you came sooner than I thought."

Han Zhe's face was gloomy: "Why are you doing this!"

In fact, from the very beginning, he felt something was wrong.

Because he didn't understand, with Han Juan's skill, why he was injured so badly.Especially when I asked the members of the Han family, they all said that Han Juan disappeared when he was avoiding the totem beast, and when he found it, he was seriously injured and unconscious in Zhao Mi's camp.

Before leaving the grave, the Zhao Mi Alliance returned the person.

The reason is that the daughter of the Mi family has a good personal relationship with Han Juan, so he spared his life.

personal friendship?

Have a fart personal relationship!

Obviously there is an opportunity to kill the enemy Tianjiao, but to miss it in vain, this matter itself is very outrageous.

Han Zhe was really afraid that Han Juan would do something rebellious.

But after that, he was too busy with other affairs, so he temporarily suppressed this idea.

But never thought that Zhao Qi's words would awaken the dreamer.

After he came back, he checked Han Juan's sword immediately, and found that the sword was made of a very special material, neither copper nor iron, light as nothing, but extremely sharp.

Even though he was well-informed, he still couldn't distinguish the material of this sword.

If there was one thing that could cut through the Muye Monument, then it must be this sword.

Although it is late autumn, the temperature is actually not cold.

But even so, he was still so angry that his hands and feet were cold and he was shaking.

Han Juan raised his head slightly, looked at his father with a smile, and spit out two words: "General trend!"

"The trend?"

Han Zhe sneered: "What do you know about general trend?"

Han Juan shook his head weakly: "Compared with the ancient sages, I naturally don't understand. But in today's world, when it comes to general trends, I am afraid no one can surpass me!"

Han Zhe was about to be laughed out of anger: "Oh? You mean, no one in this world understands the general situation better than you?"

"Yes!"

Han Juan nodded sincerely.

He is so honest.

Han Zhe couldn't be straightened out.

The father and son were silent for a while.

Han Zhe said in a deep voice: "For my father, I have never believed in the general trend. For my father, I only believe in the victory of man! This tomb sale is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for our Han family. If you hadn't destroyed the Muye stele, the Ji surnamed alliance would probably be in danger now." It has already been done, why should our Han family submit to others and bow their heads to the Zhao family?"

Han Juan stared at him for a long time, and after confirming that he was not joking, there was a little more mockery in his eyes.

Han Zhe was a little annoyed by this look, especially since the owner of this look was his own son, which made him even more angry.

"why are you laughing?"

"nothing?"

Han Juan panted slightly. With his current body, it was not an easy job to talk so much.

He lowered his head and sighed softly: "Father, a layman, believes that man is determined to conquer nature, but in fact, your words and deeds cannot escape the old rules, and even all the actions you do to make a comeback are adherence to the old rules. And so on , and who is going to win the day?"

"Humph!"

Han Zhe snorted angrily: "Surnames and clans have existed since ancient times, and it is a matter of course that the interests of the clan come first. Is it possible to sacrifice the interests of the clan for the sake of an illusory general situation? Confused, or are you, a son, stunned by the general situation?"

"Ugh……"

Han Juan shook his head feebly.

This feeling of chicken talking to duck made him feel powerless as if he was punching the air with his fist.

At this moment, all he could feel was loneliness.

A moment of silence.

He sighed: "Father, Layman! Let me give you one last piece of advice: Those who follow the general trend will become sages and kings, and those who go against the general trend will become thieves and bandits. The reason why Confucius became a saint is because he was in the midst of the general trend. Among them, if time and space are rotated, it may not be considered a bandit.

With the Muye Monument, the Han family did lose the opportunity to improve their bloodline.

But from the perspective of the general situation, it may not be an excellent opportunity to help the Han family think about the way forward.

I hope my father, layman, will think about it! "

"Ah……"

Han Zhe sneered: "Then tell me, what is the general situation!"

Han Juan said in a weak voice, "Jiuzhou's imitation volume is drawn by Wang Rong of the first generation of Shang Dynasty. Everyone in the world knows how the situation is!"

"Oh?"

Han Zhe's expression became more and more cold: "Are you trying to persuade my father to take the whole Han family to surrender to the Zhao royal family?"

Han Juan wanted to say something else.

But he was seriously injured, and after talking for so long, he was already exhausted.

He could only lower his head and let out a soft "hmm".

Seeing his son's stubbornness, Han Zhe was so angry that he walked away on the spot.

In its place, seek its cause!
Only when the brain is broken can we study the so-called general trend.

Han Juan is really the most stupid son of aristocratic family he has ever seen.

Even more annoying.

This idiot was born on his own.

If it was someone else's life, he would have killed him on the spot!
As a result, not only could he not be killed, but he had to be protected.

Are you saying it's irritating?
When the Zhao Mi Alliance returned the person to the Han family, other people from the Alliance surnamed Ji were also present. The subsequent handling of this matter may be very troublesome!

"Squeak!"

The courtyard door opened.

Zheng Yuan quickly went up to greet her: "What are you asking, are you all right, Juerer?"

"rest assured!"

Han Zhe waved his hands irritably: "Your precious son will not die!"

Zheng Yuan was a little unhappy: "What is 'your precious son', isn't it your son?"

at this time.

A middle-aged man who looked six points like Han Zhe came over: "Brother!"

The middle-aged man is none other than Han Zhe's second brother, Han You.

Han Zhe put on a smile on his face: "What's the matter with the second brother?"

Han You smiled and said, "The elders of the clan invite you to discuss matters in the ancestral hall!"

"Discussion?"

Han Zhe couldn't help frowning.

There are many large and small meetings in the Han family, but there are very few who can go to the ancestral hall to discuss matters, and most of them are initiated by him, the head of the family.

But this time.

It was not only he, the Patriarch, who initiated the meeting of the ancestral hall.

He didn't even know what the meeting was about.

This is a bit not good.

Looking at the smile on Han You's face, he felt a little uneasy, but he still asked calmly, "What's the matter?"

Han You smiled: "It's not a big deal, the first thing is Princess Yuanyang and Young Master Gan get married, our Han family has to prepare a gift."

Prepare a gift?

It's worth fighting for mere rituals?

Han Zhe narrowed his eyes slightly: "What about the second one?"

"The second thing? This..."

"Say it!"

"This is the second one!"

Han You had a half-smile, and pointedly said: "Of course it has something to do with my good nephew, Juer!"

Han Zhe: "..."

Infuriating unconsciously mobilized.

His eyes became a little dangerous.

……

Shangmo Bookstore.

"You said, brother Wuji is going to move to the concubine's mansion soon, do we have to move things away?"

Wu Dan sat on the stone table, talking with several Mohists at the top of his voice.

They were all sent by the Mohist Guild to protect Ying Wuji, but since Ying Wuji entered the palace, he was taken over by the palace, so they could only chat here.

Zhai Yun glanced at Wu Dan.

I feel that this little brother has been in a mental state since he went to Li's other courtyard to meet that scumbag girl.

It feels like, obviously already sleepy to death, but insists on pretending not to be sleepy.

The performance is very excited.

Since coming back, that little mouth has been chattering, very noisy.

He shook his head: "I said Dan! If we are too idle, we can recite "Mozi" a few times, there is no need to rack our brains to think of some nonsense to torture brothers."

Wu Dan was a little unhappy: "Who's talking nonsense? Brother Wuji's property is here, shouldn't it be moved?"

Although Zhai Yun is his boss and has a higher level of cultivation than him, there are not so many rules for the two of them to get along with each other in daily life.

Zhai Yun crutched his neck and walked to the side, lowered his voice and said, "You are stupid! Younger brother Ying is now the son-in-law. You don't know how much dowry will be given by Qian State, and how much dowry will be given by Li State, right? ? Are you missing these three melons and two dates?"

Wu Dan thought it made sense, but he still insisted: "Isn't everyone nostalgic for the past?"

"You can't move if you are nostalgic!"

Zhai Yun sighed, somewhat resenting the fact that iron cannot be made into steel.

Wu Dan was a little puzzled: "Why?"

Zhai Yun pointed to the opposite window: "In the past, when we were bragging in the yard, Miss Hua Chao would chat with us, do you think she came out today?

If brother Ying's things are still here, then there is a reason to come back. Even if he doesn't come back, he can still leave a memory for Miss Hua Chao.

If you move things away, what's the difference between taking the life of Miss Hua Chao? "

Wu Dan: "..."

He looked along.

It was found that Huachao's window was closed.

It was obviously still open just now.

Although Miss Huachao is the daughter of the prime minister, she has been at the bottom for many years, and she does not have the arrogance of a daughter of a family at all.

When I'm at home and have nothing to do, I usually open the windows so that I can chat with everyone.

But today...

Wu Dan scratched his head, feeling a little uncomfortable: "Did I say something wrong?"

"You didn't say something wrong!"

Zhai Yun cursed and said, "It's your mother's fault, she gave you a mouth."

Wu Dan: "..."

If before.

He also had to talk to Zhai Yun a few words.

But forget it today.

Everyone has been together for so long, the things about Ying Wuji and Hua Chao can be understood by anyone with a discerning eye.

I really want to see the two of them together.

But I just don't know why.

These two people never pierced the window paper.

"You are getting married, and the bride is not me."

This kind of pain can be felt by everyone.

Wu Dan knew he was in the wrong, so he could only bow his head and spread his hands: "From now on, I won't talk anymore!"

The two leading brothers stopped talking, and the other Mohists shut their mouths wisely, and followed them into the staff dormitory for silence.

After about an hour or so.

The courtyard door creaked open.

Ying Wuji looked around, a little puzzled: "Oh shit! Is there no one today?"

Although he didn't plan to move it completely, there were still some important materials that needed to be moved, and manpower was needed.

Just now Zhao Ning wanted to send someone.

In order to brag about his popularity, he said that there were [-] Mohist brothers behind him, but when he returned home, there was not a single one.

"Forget it, don't worry about these!"

He shook his head.

Go to Huachao House.

Looking at the closed doors and windows, it was even more strange.

The aftermath of the Hundred Familias Festival is about to pass, and the troupe should be out of business after intensive work. Hua Chao shouldn't be at home!
Look and say.

He pushed open the window directly.

then.

A peerless beauty with a phoenix crown and xiapei came into view.

Her skin is fairer than snow, her red lips are charming, her frowns and smiles have both the shyness of a young girl and the gentleness of a good wife and mother.

At this moment, he was facing the bronze mirror, his eyes were full of anticipation and loneliness.

"what!"

Hua Chao exclaimed, got up subconsciously, and took many steps back.

Seeing that it was Ying Wuji, his face suddenly turned pale.

She hurriedly took off the bride's unique headgear, and hurriedly explained: "I, I, I, I wrote a new playbook, which contains a wedding scene, and I haven't set up the makeup yet, so I'm looking for it on the bride's makeup. Looking for inspiration. Nothing else, really nothing..."

The more she explained, the lower her voice became.

My eyes were red at the end of the explanation.

Turning his face sideways, he wiped the corners of his eyes unobtrusively.

Ying Wuji: "..."