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Chapter 313 Is it a betrayal?

Altan believed in Tantric Buddhism, was addicted to alcohol and sex, and lost his fighting spirit. The Altan tribe and the Ming Dynasty gradually gained peace. As for the Japanese pirates, famous generals appeared one by one, completely driving the Japanese pirates out of the coast. The Ming Dynasty maintained it like this, and it maintained it well.

As for party struggles, when will the court not fight? Even though Zhao Jin did not understand the political situation of the Ming Dynasty, Wang Zhaojing had said it too many times.

The most important point is that Zhao Jin knew that the Ming Dynasty was about to perish, and that the king of the destruction of the country was Chongzhen, and that Li Zicheng's rebellion army and the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty were. But now this is Emperor Wanli, so he is naturally confident that the world will not be in chaos, but Zhao Jin himself was a little helpless. He roughly understood the process in the past and after, and he did not know at all.

Many of the examples and reasons that Zhao Jin used to refute were all mentioned by Wang Zhaojing, otherwise he would not have known this way of examples like Altan and the like.

Listening to him, Wang Zhaojing was speechless. Zhao Jin smiled and said, "What preparations are you doing? On the ground of Xuzhou, if you want to live a good life, you must have your own strength. Our winery is making money every day, and without hundreds of people, how can you protect it? Those who come here to steal and those who secretly make bad things are not a group. Besides, I am an official in the Wei Dynasty, so why do you go if I don’t do martial arts?"

Of course, Zhao Jin would not admit that Wang Zhaojing said that the world would be in chaos, so he saved up his troops to prepare. The reason alone was the serious crime of raiding the family and extermination of the clan. Although it was his own brother, it would not be an exaggeration to be careful in such matters.

"Brother Zhao, do you think I have to concentrate on the imperial examination and fame, and I am sorry to everyone?" Wang Zhaojing asked, looking at Zhao Jin with a very nervous expression.

Zhao Jin was stunned, turned his head to look at Wang Zhaojing, and laughed and said, "With your family background and your study seeds like yours, if you don't study for the imperial examinations, and carry forward the career of fame and fortune, that is the real weird thing. If we are brothers, what are you going to betrayal or sorry? You have thought too much."

"Big Brother" Wang Zhaojing shouted, his voice a little loud, and it was very harsh at that night. The servant who was watching nearby immediately looked over.

Wang Zhaojing waved his hand sternly, and the servants immediately turned their heads. The servants usually saw Wang Zhaojing, who was gentle and gentle, and the fierce color reflected by the lights was shocking.

"Brother, Dahuang's calm people have said that to each other several times. Everyone was besieged by monks and horse thieves in Hejiazhuang, but I am peaceful and peaceful in the city. What is this not a rebellion?" Wang Zhaojing was a little excited, and he had lost his composure in his words.

Zhao Jin also lost his smile on his face. He turned around and looked at Wang Zhaojing for a while, and said in a deep voice: "We grew up together, lived and died together, and faced the enemy side by side. Of course, we are brothers and friends, but the road is chosen by ourselves and walked by ourselves. You really think too much."

After spending so long together, Wang Zhaojing consciously knew Zhao Jin very well, but for some reason, he always felt that Zhao Jin and everyone seemed to be separated by a layer. This layer did not mean that when they killed the enemy side by side, they would escape regardless of their companions, nor would they betray their friends after they were arrested by officials. Wang Zhaojing knew that Zhao Jin was trustworthy at all times, but he just felt that they were separated by a layer.

At this moment, Wang Zhaojing felt that he seemed to have seen the real Zhao Jin, but Zhao Jin was sincere and he didn't know how to refute it for a while.

"I" Wang Zhaojing said two words without knowing how to continue. He suddenly saw Zhao Jin's hand on the hilt of the knife around his waist. Just as he was about to ask a question, Wang Zhaojing also felt that there was someone behind him.

"Scholars have a lot of heart and mind. You just plan for yourself. Did I say it wrong?" A voice came from behind.

"Dahuang" Zhao Jin raised his voice and said, his hand had moved away from the hilt of the knife.

Wang Zhaojing's face first burst into anger, then became disgusted and embarrassed. Finally, he changed into a bitter smile and looked back without refuting.

"Are you safe in the city? Today the horse died and your face was broken." Chen Huang, who was usually silent, said this rare thing. However, when he saw Zhao Jin's stern expression, he stopped talking. He just walked to the other side of Zhao Jin and sat down. Although the cart that had unloaded the animals was pressed against the four corners with wooden stakes, Chen Han still trembled as soon as he sat down.

After sitting down, Chen Huang did not continue to target Wang Zhaojing, but just looked at the lights on the city wall in the distance and said, "I thought I had overslept when I woke up."

As for this just now, Zhao Jin's words were actually very embarrassing, and Chen Huang's words were even more rude. According to Wang Zhaojing's previous personality, he probably had left long ago, but he sat aside and didn't move. He was silent for a while before saying: "This damn world is the most reliable weapon in his hand."

I don’t know who to say this or to myself, but Zhao Jin and Chen Huang didn’t answer the conversation. The three of them sat side by side in silence, looking at the lights on the city gate.

Zhao Jin was awakened by the pungent smell of fireworks and noisy voices. When he woke up, he found himself lying on a big cart with a felt covered with his body.

He opened his eyes and closed it quickly. The sun was dazzling. The sky should have been bright. The air was filled with a pungent smell. At first, it smelled a little smell, as if the barbecue was burnt. Then Zhao Jin realized, feeling his abdomen churning and wanted to vomit.

When I sat up, I saw the expected scene. The open space between the camp and Xuzhou City was full of busy officials and people. The bodies were transported together. After enough, they were piled with firewood and burned.

The weather in Xuzhou is already very hot in May and June. The corpse is prone to rot one day and one night. If it is not burned, it will easily cause a major epidemic. At that time, the people of Xuzhou will suffer. Everyone knows this truth inside and outside the city. It is very simple to mobilize the people of the people and the people who are brave enough to train. Everyone is active.

Most of the refugees who fell to the ground yesterday were injured but couldn't survive this night. Even if the weak and weak were not injured, they could destroy their false beliefs from Shandong to Xuzhou. There was nothing that could allow them to continue and they died silently.

Many other groups of trainees who followed him everywhere had already woken up long ago. The city grew stronger and stronger, so naturally there was no reason for the benefactor of the labor reinforcements. They were also idle and had been waiting by the Zhao camp for a long time. Seeing Zhao Jin wake up, they came to flatter him.

After hearing their introduction, Zhao Jin felt relieved. Under such circumstances, the escaped refugees would not have to worry about anything. They would continue to weaken as they go.

As for the "bone" in the refugee brigade, the fierce battles in yesterday had already killed a lot of them, and the combat effectiveness of these people was troublesome when they were surrounded by a large number of refugee cannon fodder. If they came to fight alone, Zhaoziying would not be afraid at all.

"Mr. Jin was working hard yesterday, so he would go to the city to have a good rest. It would be enough to have us outside the city," said a group training leader attentively.

When he spoke, the others agreed, and the clever character even said, "The young people who received great kindness from Master yesterday will definitely thank you very much. Then, they will definitely prepare a generous gift to repay you."

When others heard this, they suddenly realized that they were a martial artist, led the local troupe to train the village heroes, and they were also a local figure, but there were also patriarchs, heads of the family and others in charge. Jin Ye’s status is so high, what is the use of their thanks? It is their elders and the masters’ appearance. Although their identities are not equal, they are at least closer.

And consider it a little deeper. Seeing that Jin Ye is so brave and invincible, the number one person on Xuzhou will never think of anyone else. It is better to come here earlier than to kowtow later. Look at Tian Yinglin Er. Who knows who they are in the four counties? Now they are actually Jin Ye’s subordinates. The team training under his command is also quite good. You can’t look down on them in the future.

Zhao Jin stood up from the carriage with a smile and glanced around first. The teams in Zhaoziying were in order. The partners were in charge of their own. When they saw him, they waved to say hello. Wang Zhaojing did not leave, and led the team in the city to the camp.

But the cavalry and cavalry had already spread out. From a distance, more than a dozen cavalry were running towards this side, and the one who seemed to be Dong Bingfeng.

Seeing that the brothers and subordinates were there, Zhao Jincai clasped his fists to everyone around him and said, "Everyone is so disgusting. Zhao has not thanked you all for your help yesterday. We are all fellow villagers in Xuzhou. We were busy in the past and had no time to interact. We should get closer in the future."

The people around were quiet at first, and then the atmosphere became more intense. The capable strong man would not have a younger temper. Zhao Jin must be younger and more energetic at this age. Everyone was mentally prepared, but they never thought that Zhao Jin was so kind. Everyone was surprised first, and then they were all happy. It was easier to deal with such people than to deal with reckless men.

Before the people below could flatter him, Zhao Jin waved his hand and said, "Everyone is a brother who shares life and death. If you are polite, there is no need to say anything. In the future, when you come to Hejiazhuang, you will have enough wine and meat. Zhao has no other ones. There is so much good soy sauce. If you come, drink it happily."

The following immediately burst out. This style is more popular than the sentence just now. Those who come here are fighting men who dance with swords and guns. They like to be rough and arrogant, and they feel closer.

"You can't drink that good soy sauce in Jin usually, but you can get it this time." I don't know who said, everyone burst into laughter.

Zhao Jin laughed immediately, and then said, "They don't rush to leave. I'll go back after I took the money and food this time. I put in such a lot of effort. Is it reasonable to go back empty-handed? I still have a lot of good wine in the city. I'll take some back and let everyone at home taste it."

"Okay" someone shouted again, and everyone cheered, and the atmosphere was so warm that it was extremely warm.

Everyone was happy. They gathered here to flatter, for the sake of pleasing, and for the sake of rewards and burning and burying, but Zhao Jin agreed to all these things in a few words, making everyone feel at ease and happy.
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