Chapter 137 Zhang Ji: Honglian, I’m determined!

Han Yun's face showed unprecedented fear, his eyes were wide open, and his whole face was shaking violently.

Tianze turned around and looked at Han Yun. It could be seen from the expression on his face that he seemed to want to scream loudly, but due to the excessive tightness of his muscles, he could not even make a sound at this time and could only squeeze out.

Make a small, short, hoarse guttural sound.

The huge venomous snake suddenly dispersed and reorganized into eight metal chains. Just when Han Yun was about to breathe a sigh of relief, one of the chains extended toward him. It seemed that Tianze just didn't bother to use a bull's knife to cut open his chain.

Rooster in distress.

A chained snake rushed towards him, tied up Han Yun like a real poisonous snake, hung him in mid-air and roughly pulled him in front of Tianze, and then threw him to the ground casually.

Han Yun fell to the ground, and the golden crown inlaid with a sapphire on his head fell to the ground with a clang. His long hair was messily scattered on his shoulders. His red and white clothes were also stained with mud, symbolizing

No trace of the deer and crane patterns symbolizing longevity can be seen anymore.

"Um?"

Tianze frowned slightly, and a smelly breath passed into his nasal cavity.

He looked for the source of the stinky smell with a suspicious look on his face. His eyes finally fell on the puddle of water on the ground and Han Yun's trembling legs. He suddenly had the idea of ​​killing Han Yun on the spot.

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When Han Yun saw the expression on that ferocious blue face, he almost wanted to cry without tears.

From the conversation between Tianze and others, it can be heard that it was probably the reinforcements sent by his father who killed the Hundred Poison King who had previously poisoned a large number of his armored guards.

However, after Ji Wuye and Zhang Kaidi spoke one after another, Han Yu glanced at the two leaders of the Korean civil and military factions, and a look of struggle flashed across his face, and his clenched fists finally loosened.

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But before you kill anyone, please rescue this prince first!

The desire to survive made Han Yun regain a lot of consciousness in his sore legs. He knelt down decisively, and his kneeling posture was extremely standard, and he knocked his head heavily on the ground.

Xinzheng, Han Palace

When Han Wangan heard the news that Honglian had been rescued, his weak body recovered almost as if a dose of elixir had been injected into him. He immediately got up from the bed, put on his normal clothes and went out to take his daughter back to the palace.

Was he the one who rescued his daughter?

In the King of Han's expectation, such a brave man should be a strong man like General Ji Wuye, but in the end he only saw a slim figure in black clothes. He was once famous for telling stories to Hu Meiren.

Zhang Ji, who entered the palace, was greatly disappointed by this. He felt that Zhang Ji had accidentally rescued his daughter by chance.

Of course, he also wanted to see what kind of warrior he was, who could save his daughter from the remnants of Baiyue with just one man and one sword.

Ji Wuye knew Han Wangan when he was still the prince, and naturally knew what Han Wangan's attitude towards scholars depended on.

The first time you kneel down and kowtow to beg for mercy, you won’t care about the second time.

"I once heard from Zifang that Zhang Ji is very talented, probably no less talented than his great-grandfather Zhang Zi." Kaifang followed Ji Wuye's words and praised Zhang Ji's talents.

The Prime Minister on the side frowned slightly. The Zhang family, who had been ministers to Han for five generations, knew the King of Han as well as Ji Wuye. He heard Ji Wuye's true purpose.

King Han was sitting on the throne, looking at Zhang Ji who was bowing down in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

This was something Han Wangan could not accept, even though the relationship between South Korea and Chu was already not good. A few days ago, at the border of Nanyang, a small war involving tens of thousands of soldiers of Han and Chu broke out.

Han Fei shook his head and sighed.

Han Yun struggled painfully, with a look of confusion on his face, and streams of water flowed down his trouser legs and fell to the ground. Tianze looked at Prince Han Yun who was incontinent again, and said coldly: "You give me what I want.

No!"

In particular, Qi and Chu still harbor hatred for Zhang Yi, who played these two great powers alongside Qin in the past. If they heard that Zhang Ji, a descendant of Zhang Yi, was serving in South Korea, their attitude towards South Korea would be different.

Be as friendly as before.

"Kings!"

His father valued talents and their background, but what he hated the most in his life were quibbles like Zhang Yi and Su Qin.

"Your Majesty, Zhang Ji is the head of the Zhang family in Anyi, a descendant of the Zhang family who was famous all over the world."

Han Wangan attaches great importance to the origin of scholars, and has an inexplicable affection for those scholars whose ancestors have famous people, so it seems that Ji Wuye is recommending virtuous people to Han Wangan.

Han Yu also sighed and left silently, leaving only Zhang Ji and Han Fei in the hall.

Han Wangan left with the support of Hong Lian and his chamberlain. He never mentioned the reward to Zhang Ji for rescuing Hong Lian, and simply asked Han Fei to entertain him.

Tianze's blood-red eyes narrowed slightly, his brows furrowed, and his expression became very gloomy. He quickly stretched his right hand forward, and the black mist also swept towards Han Yun, condensed into an arm, and held it tightly.

His neck.

Ji Wuye said with cupped fists, a slight sneer on his slightly lowered face.

"I... cough, cough, cough, I am sick, so let Lao Jiu take care of me... cough, cough... entertain sir."

"Zhang Ji, a native of Wei, has met the King of Han."

Han Fei didn't know what to say. Sometimes he really didn't understand what his father was thinking. Today, South Korea only has the last chance to change. Taking advantage of Qin's current weakness, if he could recruit

If a talent like Zhang Ji is given the power to reform, ZTE Korea will have hope. Why do we need to consider the ideas of Qi and Chu?

The State of Qi had long since given up its armaments and closed its country in seclusion. Even if the State of Chu was dissatisfied with South Korea, it would not be able to send out large-scale troops at the juncture of the upcoming alliance.

After all, South Korea is too decadent, and power is too tempting. Even the old prime minister's land has been corrupted, and he does not want anyone to threaten the privilege of the city father Zhang to be prime minister of Korea for generations, and his own

The fourth brother has finally had his edges smoothed out.

Disappointed in Zhang Ji's heart, coupled with his displeasure with Zhang Ji's identity as a descendant of this instrument, coupled with his already weak body, Han Wangan's body suddenly trembled and he coughed violently.

"Father!"

Whether it was true or false, everyone exclaimed, especially Hong Lian, whose pretty face tightened, and she gently patted Han Wangan on the back to calm him down.

Zhang Kai and Ji Wuye looked at the departing Han Wangan, and immediately walked towards the outside of the palace. On the way, the two of them looked at each other, and the corners of their mouths involuntarily evoked a smile. They themselves did not expect that they had always been incompatible with each other.

There was such a silent understanding.

Back then, King Goujian of Yue gave King Helu of Wu a taste of feces, but he just knelt down and kowtowed to beg for mercy. In Han Yun's opinion, as long as he could survive, he would have time and opportunity to kill Tianze in the future.

Alas, even if you are really willing to change the law and don't like Zhang Ji's background, you won't be so humiliating!

Not rewarding meritorious deeds, but treating meritorious deeds with such a contemptuous attitude is a great insult to the scholars of this era!

But Han Wangan only wants the stability of South Korea, and even if this stability requires the sacrifice of certain people or things, he doesn't care.

Han Yu, who had a rigid face, never looked away from Zhang Jiji. Unlike Han Wangan, his eyes were full of surprise and desire.

Han Fei naturally noticed the strong look of disappointment in Han Wangan's eyes. Even though he understood that his father was using stereotypes to judge people by their appearance, he was about to speak out, but Ji Wuye who was standing aside took the lead.

"Don't kill me, please! As long as you spare my life, I can give you whatever you want!"

If there is such a brave man to help, then his son will be rescued soon.

This was not the first time that Han Yun knelt down to Tianze and begged for mercy. When the Prince's Mansion was breached, he knelt down and kowtowed in front of Tianze to beg for mercy.

"Hey, Brother Zhang Ji, how about I accompany you to the Royal Garden later and drink a few bottles of my precious wine?"

Zhang Ji looked at the direction where Wang An Han was leaving with a deep look. He didn't seem to care about Wang An's behavior just now. He just rolled his eyes at Han Fei. "The Royal Garden... Han Fei may not be as familiar with him as he is."

Besides, you just want to get rid of him with a few bottles of fine wine?

Ah!

Although he had no intention of becoming an official in South Korea, that's why Ji Wuye and Kaifangdi, who knew the inside story, were trying to frustrate him in front of him, but Han Wangan's contemptuous attitude...

In the past, Zhang Yi was an official in Chu, but was framed by the Chu commander Yin Zhaoyang for stealing jade, and then he spent his whole life helping Qin "steal" Chu's land.

Although Zhang Ji does not dare to compare with his great-grandfather Zhang Yi, but...Hong Lian, he is definitely asleep!

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