A simple sentence of "I can't live anymore" made Zhu Jun's previous momentum pause, and then it obviously dissipated like a balloon punctured by a needle.

Obviously, Zhu Jun is not a completely cold-blooded soldier.

Different from the wealthy families, nor compared with the local wealthy families, he was born in a poor family and really had the opportunity to get to know the world and see what the life of the ant people was like. The other party was right, in the past few decades Over time, the place he saw became more and more chaotic, and the lives of the ant people became more and more difficult.

During these years, when Zhu Jun was young, he was like a passionate young man looking for a way to save himself.

It's a pity that Zhu Jun was unlucky. He happened to run into the fiercest resistance of the hundreds of schools after Dong Zhongshu proposed deposing all schools of thought and only respected Confucianism. The first thing waiting for him was the famous calamity of party imprisonment.

Zhu Jun initially thought about getting closer to Confucianism so as to realize his dream.

It is a pity that during this process, the disaster of party imprisonment broke out, completely cutting off the path Zhu Jun had envisioned at the beginning. The word party member is really scary. In the end, Zhu Jun completely chose the military strategist. Perhaps that was the only way to achieve success. opportunities to realize their own political ideas.

"..."

Looking at the action of the young Taoist priest holding the sword in front of him, Zhu Jun knew that his answer made Yue Yuan have the intention to kill him.

It's a pity that things are fickle. He has experienced too much over the years, and what finally emerged is the seemingly ruthless military strategist Zhu Jun, because this is how he grew up in that situation, a young man from a poor family, to what he can now A kind of self-preservation in the process of calling myself an old man.

"I heard that the general supported his mother when he was young. He was famous for his love of justice but not wealth. He was respected by the villagers. He was born as a filial and honest man. He had many political achievements when he governed the local area." Yue Yuan looked at the right middle man who suddenly fell silent in front of him. General Lang, he fiddled with the long sword at his waist, and while rubbing the hilt with his palm, he really evoked the story of the other party's past.

Of course, Zhu Jun's ambition was as high as the sky at that time, but later he was awarded the title of Marquis due to his military exploits.

The changes in between...if you think about it carefully, you can roughly guess the other party's psychological changes.

Maybe Zhu Jun got something called growth, which also wiped out his original ambition.

"..."

Zhu Jun was still speechless, but when Yue Yuan mentioned the story of his youth, a look of memory appeared on Zhu Jun's face. A look of emotion appeared, and a hint of bitterness flashed across the corner of his mouth. Zhu Jun looked at the people in front of him. The young Taoist priest suddenly said: "Many people know that the common people are the most important thing, but how many people actually care? What can one person do?"

Today's emperor sells his official position at an open price, and hundreds of families fight to the death in secret. This world is so dark.

Zhu Jun couldn't find a way forward. After joining the military, Zhu Jun only thought that maybe he could use his sword to cut the dark world into blood red and add a bit of red that represents hope to the world.

People are most important!

This is a good thing to say, but how many people actually mean it and keep it in their hearts?

It is never easy to unite knowledge and action.

Along the way, you never know whether you will get muddy or whether you will maintain your original intention when you reach the end.

"Then do you still remember?" Yue Yuan did not deny the topic, but looked intently at the gray-haired man in front of him, met his gaze, and asked this sentence.

"Did you think about this when you gave the order?" He stepped forward. When he came to Zhu Jun's side, Yue Yuan glanced at him and said, "Is your knife really that sharp?"

"From your answer and expression, I roughly understand your situation."

Before Zhu Jun could refute, Yue Yuan continued: "Unfortunately, in my opinion, your temperament is not in line with you at all."

"They say Zhu Jun has a strong temper, but all I see is cowardice."

"You are escaping. Your cowardice towards those people eventually turned into strength towards the people below. If I were you, seeing this situation and knowing the source of this situation, I would be ashamed to death. ."

Every word is like a heart-piercing arrow, piercing Zhu Jun's heart.

Sweat was pouring from his forehead. It was clear that Yue Yuan's tone was not serious, but in Zhu Jun's ears it felt like a huge weight, and it hit him head and face. For a moment, his straight waist felt like he could not hold it. The feeling of getting up.

Zhu Jun understood that it was not just an illusion, but a clear feeling.

Kacha!

The stone slab under his feet showed cracks under the inexplicable force, spreading in all directions along Zhu Jun's feet.

"You only know that I am a Taoist who comes to clean up the family, but I forgot to tell you last time that anyone in this world can be counted as a member of the family, including the emperor Liu Hong!"

"rest assured."

Reaching out and patting the other party's shoulder, Yue Yuan said in a comforting tone: "I will not kill you. Although I am very angry and want to make you an accessory on my sword, but now I just want to General, please regain your original intention, but don't be the guy I saw before who was strong on the surface but weak in reality."

The implication is that Zhu Jun is not qualified yet.

With this sentence, Zhu Jun finally took a serious look at the long sword at the opponent's waist. Looking carefully, Zhu Jun found that on the side close to his body, the scabbard had seven circular hollow holes. It seemed to be a man-made sword. Well, but I didn’t prepare the corresponding accessories.

"General, please take care of yourself."

After patting him again and gently wiping the invisible dust on his shoulder, Yue Yuan turned around and walked outside.

He got on his horse, and amid the sound of light hooves, the lame and thin horse slowly walked away carrying the man.

Half a moment.

It wasn't until Yue Yuan's back disappeared from sight that Zhu Jun finally reacted.

With a muffled groan, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

His body was dripping with sweat, his brocade robe had already been soaked unconsciously, and the feather crown on his head was shattered unconsciously, leaving Zhu Jun alone with disheveled hair and hunched body, standing motionless on the spot.

"This man!"

Zhu Jun murmured, but he was unusually lifeless. Instead, his eyes were a little absent-minded, and he looked blankly at the empty space in front of him.

He was confused.

…

Without anyone stopping him, Yue Yuan rode out of Wancheng on his lame and skinny horse, safe and sound.

Zhu Jun thought that he could understand his good intentions for his previous actions.

Perhaps with his words, he might play an unexpected role later.

After all, with his martial arts skills, he could see the dusty heart of the other party.

After wiping myself clean, I might be able to recall my former ambitions and use them to atone for my sins, which would be perfect.

The person he wants to meet next is his real target.

It's time to meet the leader of Taiping Road - the General Tiangong who wants to replace the sky with yellow sky.
Chapter completed!