As the two of them were running in the mountains, they developed the habit of going to bed early and getting up early. At dawn, the two of them were in the yard, and under the leadership of Zhao Xing, they played his four-way Tai Chi.

When the two Tai Chi were finished, the two men were sweating all over, and the sun had already climbed up to Dongshan. There was a sound of cars and horses coming from outside. The fence was not high, and you could see the situation outside when you stood in the yard. It was a small army, with about a dozen people.

There are three people standing on a two-wheeled chariot, with the general on the left, the right on the right, also called the rushing right on the right, and the imperial in the middle is actually the driver. On both sides of the chariot, there are 5 armored soldiers on one side. It happens to be the organization of a simple chariot in Zhao State.

Just as the two of them looked out and wondered why the chariot could run to this remote place, the other man in the car turned his head and saw Zhao Yong. Without waiting for the chariot to stop, he jumped down and pressed the sword in his waist and rushed towards Zhao Yong. He bowed to salute from afar, his tone was filled with joy and excitement: "Young Master, is it really your chariot?"

Zhao Yong also excitedly opened the fence door and walked out quickly: "It's me, why are you here?"

The general, who was covered in dust and frost, replied excitedly: "The king was critically ill." Then he carefully took a step forward and lowered his voice to report: "The king ordered the prince to go to Qin, but it actually had no intention. The king had already intended to make Prince Jie the king and would help you to help him. He helped Fei Yi understand the king's thoughts, made a quick decision, and sent someone to inform you to return to the country to succeed the throne. In order to prevent Prince Jie from doing anything in the middle of the journey, he asked you to avoid the pursuit of Wei.

The grassland outside the road. But the matter is not secret, so I still let Young Master Jie know your route, which is why this danger is happening." Then I breathed a sigh of relief: "When the news of your murder reached the capital, I helped me go to the battlefield to observe it myself, but I did not see your traces. So I sent countless soldiers to search in the north of the country. I saw that the young general met the prince. You can't delay it. I will follow me back to the capital immediately and prepare to succeed the throne."

Zhao Xing, who was standing aside and listening, was shocked at the time. There were so many twists and turns in his relationship. As soon as he came up, he had a big show of winning the throne, which was interesting.

Zhao Suhou was again a violation of the bad nature of their Zhao family's unruly and willful behavior. It was not to pass the throne to the eldest son Zhao Yong according to the Zhou rituals, but to pass the throne to the nephew Zhao Jie, whom he had inexplicably liked.

Zhao Jie was ten years older than Zhao Yong. According to the principle, it would be beneficial to Zhao State to really pass the throne to a mature person as a monarch when the enemy of Zhao State looked around.

But the rule of the throne is not passed on to the concubine, and the eldest is not passed on to the young is not passed on to the young. This is the rule of the Zhou rituals and the foundation for maintaining the stability of the throne. Zhao Yong has already won the title, and it is a disaster to pass on to Prince Jie again. Zhao Suhou, Zhao Yong's father now has an old problem, laying hidden dangers for the civil strife in Zhao State. Not to mention others, even Zhao Xing will never agree. Even if Prince Jie becomes the monarch, Zhao Xing must kick it over, otherwise the strange thing in his hand will be ruined.

Of course, Zhao Yong was not a good cake. He later passed the throne to his second son, who was born in vain, instead of the eldest son. As a result, he was killed by his eldest son Zhao Cheng and starved him to death, causing Fei Yi to die tragically. Fang Ping had been in turmoil for three years.

It is precisely this kind of failure to follow the rules and is particularly violent and willful, which has caused the 12-generation monarchs of Zhao to disrupt the eleven generations. It is a consequence of the fact that a state of Qin could have destroyed it, but could only resist and eventually be destroyed. Therefore, Zhao was characterized by history as a country of violent chaos.

Zhao Xing didn't know how Zhao Yong got up in history without himself, but when he came, he had to become King Wuling of Zhao, and there was no uncertainty.

So, when Zhao Yong was happily preparing to follow the general, Zhao Xing grabbed him: "Young master, wait."

"Why did the teacher stop it?" Zhao Yong asked puzzledly.

This child is so heartless. Your dad doesn't plan to give you the throne, and Young Master Jie also sent a confidant to pretend to be Lin Hu to chase you. You just followed someone with just a few words. It really makes people wonder how you lived until you starved to death.

Regardless of Zhao Yong's surprise, Zhao Xing stretched out his hand: "General, do you have a token of help?"

After reminding this, Zhao Yong also reacted and quietly hid behind Zhao Wuji who had been standing beside him. Zhao Wuji also raised his sword to protect Zhao Yong and Zhao Xing. Although there were more than ten people on the other side, each of them was still warriors. However, as a retainer, no matter whether there were more than a dozen soldiers or thousands of troops on the other side, he had to die in front of the head of the family without hesitation. This is their responsibility and their destiny.

Seeing this situation, the general looked at Zhao Xing deliberately and then bowed to Zhao Xing: "Sir, this time the general gang sent no less than 500 chariots to look for the young master. If he wanted to bring the tokens of his subordinates, he would have to let the subordinates lose everything, so he would not bring the tokens."

Zhao Xing pushed Zhao Yong back a little again and crossed the sword in his hand: "Since that's the case, I will not hand over the young master to you. You will go back now and bring your help token warrant, and we will follow you again."

The general thought about it and then bowed to Zhao Yong: "Young Master is wronged. I will go back to Handan all night and ask for help." Then he unloaded some of the utensils they used from the car and temporarily gave them to Zhao Yong. He also planned to leave a few soldiers to protect Zhao Yong.

Zhao Xing immediately refused. Who knew whether it was protection, surveillance, or custody? "The safety of the young master, Zhao Wuji and my retainer, are enough. You can go quickly." Then he and Zhao Wuji protected Zhao Yong and slowly retreated back to the yard.

The general thought about it and this was the case. Zhao Xing's caution was extremely correct when he was unclear to the enemy.

So they ordered the infantry who followed him to jump onto the chariot and whistle. The soldiers put down their things and put down five weapons, a bow and two pots of arrows. Then they walked away.

Judging from this arrangement, it seems that the general is indeed the one who helped him. But even so, Zhao Xing was cautious and did not ask him to come back.

When the soldiers walked away, Zhao Xing nervously said to Zhao Wuji: "Wuji, are there young and strong companions around your home?"

Zhao Wuji also understood the key point, so he nodded: "After turning the valley, there is a large thirty-five-house village with a strong man of less than fifty."

In this era, such remote places, thirty households, can indeed be called a big village. Fifty strong men can indeed be called a great force.

"Can you summon them?" Then he said solemnly: "You must know that the orthodox Prince of Zhao is the prince of Zhao, now the prince, and soon the king. If you call those strong men to protect the king, and the prince ascends the throne in the future, you will be the heroes."

Zhao Wuji glanced at Zhao Yong and bowed again: "If you don't talk about your identity, even if you are the one brought by the teacher, you are my Zhao Wuji's guest. I can't watch my guest be bullied." Then he ordered his wife and ran away with his sword.

When Zhao Wuji left, Zhao Xing squatted down nervously again, tore off the split skirt that Zhao Yong had sewn, tied him into pants again, tied his sleeves into tight sleeves with ropes, and said to Zhao Yong as he worked, "Crown Prince, the situation outside is strange and unclear. Now, no one outside can believe it except Zhao Wuji and his people. But it is not safe here. Once the news leaks, young master Jie will inevitably come to the door. Therefore, please go into the mountain immediately. Without me to find you, you must not come out. No one can tell you to come out."

Zhao Yong also felt the matter was critical, and his little face had turned pale. At this time, he also understood that being intercepted outside the border was not a chance encounter with Lin Hu, but his cousin, Prince Jie. Since he was so well-informed that he could go out to intercept himself, he could kill himself even more in China. He has always been cruel to seize the throne, and there are too many things that the Zhao family's whole-breasted compatriots fight each other without mercy.

"Everything is followed by the teacher." Then he said solemnly: "When I succeed to the throne, I will be—"

"It is useless to say that irrelevant things at this time, and you don't have to bribe me at this time. It seems superficial. We are brothers, so brothers should be regarded as unyielding. Anyway, I will never let you die here no matter what." Then I called the woman and the child: "Hurry up and take the prince into the mountain to hide it, hide it in a place that only you and your man know, and then wait for your man to come back with others, and we will meet you again."
Chapter completed!