Chapter 308 Between gains and losses

Open the imperial palace in Beijing and Tuo Lei's bedroom.

Everyone who came in and out of the courtyard was worried, but no one spoke loudly. The air was filled with the smell of herbs.

Twenty-four days have passed since Tuo Lei was injured. Tuo Lei's condition is getting worse and worse, and he has been in a coma.

Now it seems that even wanting to survive the month expected by Dr. Hu has become a luxury.

Le Mi, the old and gentle man, has returned to Kaijing one after another. The two of them, one in the south and one in the north, guard the territory of the dynasty.

Meng Ge and Kublai Khan have been waiting in front of Tuo Lei's bed all day in the past few days, seeming to be waiting for that moment to come, and also afraid that that moment will actually come.

"Isn't Zhebie back yet?"

Every time Tuo Lei wakes up, he has to ask Kublai Khan next to him.

Kublai Khan, who was already twelve years old, looked exactly like Tuo Lei. Perhaps because of his years of studying, his temperament was more refined than Tuo Lei.

"Father, General Zhebie is far away. This trip will always take more than twenty days. Calculating the distance, we estimate that we will have to wait a few more days."

If you don't take the waterway from Zhongdu to Kaijing, you have to take a detour through Liaodong. This road is not easy to travel.

Tuo Lei closed his eyes, as if he wanted to speak as little as possible in order to retain more energy and survive for two more days.

Kublai Khan stood guard by the bed, while Meng Ge sat on the chair on the other side.

Chi Lao Gentleman and Le Mi stayed for a while. Whether they thought the room was too stuffy or worried that too many people would affect Tuo Lei's rest, the two of them retreated from the dormitory and whispered in the courtyard.

"General, General Zhebie has sent someone over -"

Suddenly, a guard ran in from outside. Seeing the gentle old man Le Mi in the yard, he hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

"Well, why didn't Zhebie come by himself? Or did he just send someone here at this time?"

Chi Laowen and Zhebie have known each other for many years. Although the two of them do not have a deep friendship, they will not cause him any inexplicable obstacles.

This is not the case with Zhe Lemi. This man is relatively young, just in his early forties this year. He has not been in Tuo Lei's tent for a long time, but he has already secretly supported his eldest son Tuo Lei.

Therefore, Zhebie, who had always been close to Kublai Khan, naturally increased his hostility out of thin air.

Chi Laowen is a neutral faction, or in other words, the person he is truly loyal to has already left this world.

He was sent here by that person, so even if he followed that person's orders, he would only stand behind Tuo Lei.

However, Tuo Lei is like this now.

"Let the people sent by Zhebie come in. Calculating the time, they shouldn't be able to make it. Is there something else that happened by chance?"

Chi Laowen still said something for Zhebie fairly.

Although Tuo Lei may not summon anyone, Tuo Lei has really been waiting for Zhe to say goodbye.

Chi Laowen didn't think much about it. Maybe Tuo Lei wanted to wait until these old ministers were gathered before he started explaining the funeral arrangements.

After a while, the guard came in again, followed by a burly young man.

"General Chi Lao Wen, you're fine—"

As soon as the visitor entered the courtyard, he saw Chi Laowen, whom he had not seen for many years, and a somewhat unfamiliar general.

"Are you Guo Xian's nephew?"

Chi Laowen looked at the visitor and shuddered.

"Haha, the old general still remembers me? Where is the tow mine?"

The visitor was none other than Guo Jing, who had come all the way on horseback.

"Who are you? How dare you call the king by his name?"

Zhelemei originally had some objections to Zhebie, but when he saw a young man in his twenties, who was dusty and tired, he was still dressed as a Han.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, he only said hello to Chi Laowen, but he actually called Tuo Lei by his name?

Zhelemai was a little unhappy, took a step forward, stood in front of Guo Jing, and asked loudly.

Whether it was his tone or attitude, Zhe Lemi did not hide his arrogance and disgust.

If the person who came was Zhebei, he might be a little restrained, but if he sent an irrelevant person, Zhelemie would not be polite.

"Oh, then who are you? I've always been called Tuo Lei by this name since I was a child, but now I can't call you by it?"

If people respect me one foot, I respect others one foot.

Guo Jing is not a trouble-maker. He has been in a high position for so many years and has commanded a "Jing Nan Army" of one hundred thousand people. Naturally, he will not be slandered by others.

"How brave - you are just a pawn sent by Zhebie. How dare you be so presumptuous? I will teach you a lesson for Zhebie."

After saying that, Zhelemei was also in a daze. Without touching the riding whip, he reached out and pulled out the scimitar from his waist, and slashed at Guo Jing viciously.

"General Zhelemi, you must not do it. We are all our own people——"

Chi Laowen didn't expect that things would develop to this point. He was still a foot away from the two of them and it was too late to stop him, but he still yelled loudly.

Guo Jing also didn't expect that the person opposite him would directly draw his sword at him if he disagreed?

Seeing the opponent's scimitar coming towards him, Guo Jing turned slightly, stretched out three fingers of his right hand, and with a "pop" sound, he just caught Zhelemei's wrist holding the knife.

"Nephew Guo Xian, for my sake, please don't embarrass General Lemi—"

Chi Laowen knew Guo Jing's skills. Let alone a Zhe Le Mi, even if ten or eight of them were tied together, they would still be far from Guo Jing's opponent.

"Good boy, give me the fuck -"

Guo Jing grabbed Zhelemei's wrist with three fingers. Zhelemei tried his best but could not pull back. At this time, he heard Chi Laowen's "please" again.

Under several stimulations, Zhe Lemi completely lost his mind and cursed Guo Jing.

Guo Jing's brows stood up as he said, "Shua!", he secretly exerted force, moved his right hand to his chest, and then turned his wrist.

"Woo——"

"Click——"

"ah--"

He actually threw Zhe Lemi directly over the courtyard wall, and even brought down a few tiles used for decoration on the wall. Then Zhe Lemi screamed like a slaughtered pig.

"Nephew Guo Xian, you don't want to be like Zhelemi. He is just a rough man. I will take you to see King Tuo Lei. Why don't you go and see General Zhelemi—"

Chi Laowen finally came over, kept explaining to Guo Jing, scolded the guards at the side, and quickly went to see if Zhelemi had been broken.

He suddenly remembered that the Guo Jing in front of him was not only a martial arts master, but also had a hundred thousand "Jing Nan Army" under his command, and he was also the brother of the Crown Prince of the Song Dynasty.

This is a great god, not to mention a Zhe Lemi. Even if all the power of Tuo Lei's subordinates is estimated, it will not be enough for Guo Jing to fight.

"Then I'll trouble the old general."

After all, these are the people who are dragging mines. Guo Jing has traveled thousands of miles and is here to treat those who are dragging mines, not to cause trouble.

The noise in the courtyard still alarmed the people in the dormitory, and even Tuo Lei opened his eyes.

"Father, please don't move. I'll go out and take a look."

Brother Meng also felt a little uncomfortable sitting there, so he just took this opportunity to go out for a walk.

However, before Brother Meng could leave the dormitory, Chi Laowen came in with Guo Jing, and the two parties were facing each other.

"General Chi Laowen, what happened outside?"

Brother Meng glanced at Guo Jing who was following him. He looked familiar. He seemed to have seen him somewhere.

"My eldest prince, this is Guo Xian's nephew, from General Zhebie."

Chi Laowen didn't know how to introduce Guo Jing for a while.

"You're Brother Meng, right? You've grown so big, where's Tole Anda?"

In one sentence, Brother Meng remembered who the person in front of him was.

Tuo Lei and Guo Jing grew up together, but they are seven years older than Guo Jing. Tuo Lei gave birth to his eldest son Meng Ge when he was sixteen years old.

In other words, Guo Jing is actually only nine years older than Meng Ge.

Back then, when brothers Guo Jing and Guo Mo left the desert with their two masters, Guo Jing was eighteen years old and Brother Meng was already nine years old.

A nine-year-old child has changed a lot since he turned eighteen. However, Guo Jing's appearance did not change much from eighteen to twenty-seven.

Therefore, when Brother Meng saw him just now, he felt that Guo Jing looked familiar.

Now that everyone calling him "Tole Anda" is coming, can Brother Meng still not know who is coming?

"It turns out that Uncle Guo has arrived, and my father Khan is inside. Please come with me -"

When he recognized Guo Jing, Brother Meng's first thought was that this person was a martial arts master. Could he save his father?

Tuo Lei has been lying in bed for more than twenty days. Even a tough man has been tortured to the point of being reduced to a human shape.

Even though it was ventilated frequently, the closer to Tuo Lei's bed, the stronger the smell of medicine became, mixed with waves of stench.

"Tow Thunder——"

Seeing Tuo Lei, who was already as skinny as a stick, Guo Jing's heart softened, and he couldn't help but shed tears.
To be continued...