As night falls, the night in Huazhou City is as cool as water. The hustle and bustle of the day recedes, leaving behind the sad clouds over Huazhou City that congratulated the prefect for being assassinated. The people in the restaurants and tea shops clapped their hands, praised and whispered, that day.

The public servants of the team were still running around looking for traces of Shi Jin.

During the day, the group of several hundred Western troops was placed in a military camp beside the moat. The leading young general led two confidants into the city to ask for military pay. At night, they were placed in a posthouse opposite the government office.

In a wing room in the post house, a young general of the Western Army was holding a volume of military literature, reading it at night, tirelessly absorbing the nutrients in the military book in his hand. This young general, who was extremely brave when he was young, has gone through several battles.

After years of fighting for supremacy on the battlefield, I now understand more and more the value of the art of war, and this is where the difference between generals begins.

A confidant soldier pushed open the door and walked in. He cupped his hands towards the young general and said, "Deputy Lieutenant, a young master has come outside the post house to ask for an audience."

The young general frowned slightly and thought to himself: I have no old friends in Huazhou, but now someone is visiting me late at night, but I don't know why.

"What else did the person say?" the young general asked.

Hearing this, a close soldier said: "The young master only said one sentence, asking the lieutenant if he still remembers Luda under Yinzhou City."

After hearing this, the young general looked shocked and hurriedly said: "Please come quickly."

The young general certainly remembers Ruda. In the past, when he was not transferred to Liu Yanqing, the general manager of Yanyan Road, he had a similar temperament with Ruda in Yan'an Mansion and had the deepest relationship. At that time, the young general was just a dazed young man who had just joined the army.

Without Ruda's protection, I don't know how much we would have suffered.

The young general was transferred to Liu Yanqing's command a few years ago, and Lu Zhishen was beaten to death in Zhenguanxi for saving Jin Cuilian and was living in exile, so the two lost contact.

Not long after, a trusted soldier led a young master into the room. Their eyes met inside the door, both looking at each other.

Looking at the slightly green young general in front of him, with five long beards, fair complexion, handsome appearance, and dignified appearance, Zhu Biao could only sigh in his heart, who would have thought that this rather handsome young general would be Yue Wumu in the future.

It is difficult to hide his sharp edge, such as the Battle of Hebei, the quelling of Miao Liu rebellion, the Battle of Huangtiandang, the siege of 100,000 Jin troops by 8,000 troops for 48 days, and the great victory at Dayi Town, which led the army to set the first Zhongxing martial arts in the Southern Song Dynasty. He was one of the four Zhongxing generals in the Southern Song Dynasty.

1. King Qi of Han, who was crowned king by a military general.

Zhu Biao cupped his hands towards Han Shizhong and spoke first: "Zhu Biao has met General Han."

When Han Shizhong heard this, an idea flashed in his mind and he said: "Your Excellency, are you the Third Young Master of Shandong Zhu who is called Taishan Lord and is unparalleled in benevolence and righteousness?"

"A person with a low reputation in the world should not be praised by a general. Only a hero like the general who has achieved fame and glory on horseback with real swords and real spears can be admired by Zhu Biao." Zhu Biao smiled slightly and responded modestly.

Although Han Shizhong has been on the battlefield for several years, his nature has not changed and he is still straightforward. Listening to Zhu Biao shouting about generals, he did not feel the slightest bit complacent in his heart. He only said: "Master Zhu, please don't call me any more."

General, Han is just a small lieutenant now, far from being a general."

After hearing this, Zhu Biao just smiled and said: "I heard Lu Tiha once said that if it weren't for the hero Tong Guanbu, you would have been a general in Haopingling. Now you are just a Longyou shoal. You can wait until the future

, once the great roc rises with the wind, it will surely soar up to ninety thousand miles."

When Han Shizhong heard this, his past was brought back, and he felt a burst of bitterness in his heart. They said that fame can only be achieved by riding horses. He has gained a lot of military exploits in these years. He went to Xixia to build the Fokou Valley on Huanqing Road a few months ago.

The Chengde Army stormed the city at night, beheaded the second level, and "cut the city protection felt as a tribute". It was definitely more than enough to be promoted to a school lieutenant. However, due to the suppression of Liu Yanqing, the general manager of the Yanyan Road, he was only promoted to a deputy lieutenant.

It is indeed difficult to fulfill one's ambition.

"I thank you for your high regard for Han Shizhong, but now the world is turbid and traitors are in power, but the past is no longer mentioned. You just mentioned a certain Naruda brother, but you don't know where he is now?" Han Shizhong asked Zhu Biao to sit down and talk for a long time.

Then he sighed and said.

Zhu Biao smiled and said nothing. Heroes stand in the world, or crouch in the grass, or hide in the army, waiting for the wind to blow. A hero like Han Shizhong must be someone who can be named a prince or prime minister.

Zhu Biao took a sip of the tea that had just been served and told Han Shizhong everything he knew about Lu Zhishen. After hearing this, Han Shizhong sighed with emotion for a long time.

"But I never thought that Brother Luda has experienced so many things in these years, but now he can settle down in Zhugongzi Gang and gather with all the heroes every day, but he is also happy."

Zhu Biao looked at Han Shizhong and observed his expression and words. Although he was filled with emotion, there was no trace of yearning for him. After all, he was a famous general who left his name in the history of history. There was a clear difference between him and the reckless hero in the Water Margin.

"Master Zhu came to look for Han at Xingye. Isn't he specifically here to inform Mr. Luda about his brother?" Seeing that Zhu Biao was silent for a long time, Han Shizhong gave him a meaningful look and said quietly.

Zhu Biao heard this, his face darkened, and he said seriously: "Did General Han hear about the assassination of Governor He of Honshu when he entered the city?"

Han Shizhong raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Zhu Biao, smiled and said, "Mr. Zhu, are you going to tell Han that you killed Prefect He?"

"Although he was not killed by Zhu himself, it is no different from the one he killed." Zhu Biao met Han Shizhong's gaze and said with a smile.

Han Shizhong's face hardened and he looked at Zhu Biao. After a while, he smiled and said: "Han is a member of the imperial court after all. Mr. Zhu is so frank, aren't you afraid that Mr. Zhu will catch you and take it?"

"The general won't do that. Zhu trusts Brother Lu's friends and trusts the general's character. If you were really that kind of person who betrayed your friends for glory, you would have been dressed in jade robes by now." Zhu Biao responded.

Hearing this, Han Shizhong pondered for a moment and said: "Master Zhu, if you need help from Han Shizhong, please tell me. Not because of brother Luda's affection, but because of your reputation as Lord Taishan."

I’ll help you.”

"Zhu heard that General Han came here to supervise the transportation of grain and grass. If the general helps, Zhu would like to ask the general to send me and several brothers out of the city when the grain and grass are transported out of the city." Zhu Biao said to Han Shizhong, cupping his hands.

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After hearing this, Han Shizhong did not hesitate and said bluntly: "This matter is not difficult. Tomorrow I will ask Mr. Zhu and his brothers to hide in the grain and grass and leave Huazhou City with a certain Western army."

After saying this, Zhu Biaofu cupped his hands towards Han Shizhong again, said no more, and stood up to leave.

In Huazhou City at night, Zhu Biao slowly walked out of the post house. The bright moon above his head reflected the cool white light. Thinking of Han Shizhong's words just now, Zhu Biao looked up and murmured.
Chapter completed!