Don't panic, the family boss is busy farming

"How did you eat like this?"

As soon as Xu Nai turned around, he was taken aback by Zhao Heng's dirty cat. Could this person not even take care of himself?

Zhao Heng didn't know the black ash on his face yet, he only thought that Xu Nai was talking about his dirty clothes, so he wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in in embarrassment.

Forget it, Xu Nai no longer has any expectations of him.

Let someone bring in water and let Zhao Heng take a good wash.

Looking at his embarrassed reflection in the clear water, Zhao Heng was stunned, his whole mood sank, he picked up the water to clean his hands and face, then sat in front of the charcoal basin and stopped talking.

Xu Nai didn't have time to appreciate his expression at the moment, he just felt that Xu Jiajun was too kind to Zhao Heng.

If it was him, not to mention killing Zhao Heng, it would be absolute to throw him into the dungeon to soak in water.

Xu Nai's task now is to watch Zhao Heng until the leader Xu Yue wants to summon him.

It's just waiting for half a month.

In the past half month, Zhao Heng never left the tent except to solve his physical problems.

He knew that he was under house arrest in a disguised form, but Xu Jiajun's house arrest was different from what he knew before.

During the period of house arrest, as long as the demands were not too excessive, Xu Jiajun tried his best to satisfy him.

This gave Zhao Heng the illusion that the Xu family army was also coercing the emperor to order the princes.

However, the moment he saw Xu Yue, he knew that he was wrong.

"You are Zhao Heng?"

The bright woman in military uniform took off the helmet and hat on her head, revealing a slightly messy bun. She flipped it with her fingers disapprovingly, then sat down in the big tent, and looked at him curiously.

That look seemed to be looking at a strange creature called "Emperor".

People who can see him like this will never want to "hold the emperor to order the princes".

It was the first time in Zhao Heng's life that he saw a woman like Xu Yue.

You say she looks like a man, but she is a woman.

The armor on her body is not the usual style of male generals, but a military uniform specially made to fit a woman's figure. After removing the outermost layer of cold armor, there is a layer of soft armor inside.

Zhao Heng saw her put her hand on the table, and the soft armor on her sleeve fell on the table, making a dull sound like metal, which showed that the soft armor was not light.

But if it is a woman's frail body, how can it support this heavy armor?
And how much effort does it take for a woman to train her body to be as strong as a male general?

The first time I met Zhao Heng, I felt that the female leader of the Xu family army in front of me must be an extremely resolute person, so that he was able to endure these hardships and achieve this ability to kill the enemy.

And he, who is several years older than her, can't even match her with one hand.

In front of Xu Yue was an epee that was as tall as a person. Zhao Heng heard from Xu Nai that the sword weighed eighty catties.

Not to mention sixty catties, even thirty catties with one hand would be difficult for him to lift.

"I admire them when they lost to you." Zhao Heng sighed sincerely.

Xu Yue frowned slightly, and exaggeratedly dug her ears with her right hand, "If you don't want to die under my sword, you'd better call yourself me."

My dear, she doesn't have an emperor here, she already looks like this, why is she putting on airs of an emperor? …

Xu Yue's words made Zhao Heng's face flush with embarrassment, and his hands hanging by his sides clenched into fists.

"Boss Xu arrested me, what do you want to do?" Zhao Heng gritted his teeth and asked.

Xu Yue pointed to the table and futon on the right, "Why don't you sit down and listen to me?"

Zhao Heng didn't move, just stood there.

Xu Yue simply stood up too. She was not short, and the distance between the two was three meters, and their eyes were on the same horizontal line.

Those bright eyes were like the vast starry sky, looking straight at him, Zhao Heng looked at each other for three seconds, and felt dizzy, as if his soul was about to be sucked in by her, his figure swayed slightly, and he hurriedly looked away. It fell on her gently curved chin.

This person obviously has a gentle and pleasant face, but he never thought that his eyes would be so sharp!
Zhao Hengxin jumped wildly, as if he was about to jump out.

The corners of Xu Yue's mouth were slightly curved, and she asked him with a smile: "Do you know what I have been doing for the past half month?"

Zhao Heng nodded, of course he knew that the news had already spread throughout the barracks.

"Jingzhou has fallen into the Xu family's army, and Yanzhou Banzhou has been taken by you." Zhao Heng felt his heart twitch without saying a word.

This is all Zhao's country!
Xu Yue saw that he was holding back his anger and the veins on his forehead were bulging, and snorted, "Do you really think that this land in the Central Plains is called Zhao?"

Zhao Heng raised his eyes to look up, and met her mocking gaze again.

Xu Yuedao: "Every inch of land in the Central Plains belongs to everyone who lives on this land, not the aristocratic family or the Zhao clan."

"Zhao Heng, I know you are just a puppet, so as long as you reform yourself and rein in the precipice in time, I am willing to give you a chance to start over."

As he spoke, before Zhao Heng wanted to speak with a face full of humiliation, he continued:
"Don't rush to make a decision. I hope that before you make a decision, you will first think about who you are, why you live, and whether those thoughts of restoring Zhao's imperial court are your true thoughts. "

"I think clearly!" Zhao Heng answered excitedly.

But when Xu Yue asked him to speak, he couldn't say anything, he just muttered, "Recover the Zhao family, recover the Qing country, you rebels."

Xu Yue went back to the table again, and spread out a roll of yellow paper, on which were written a few large characters in black - the edict of abdication.

The black ink marks were too eye-catching, Zhao Heng saw it at a glance, as if seeing an evil spirit, he hurried back several steps, blocked by the guards, and staggered to the side.

The guard kindly gave him a hand, but he threw it away, "Let me go!"

"Xu! Yue!" Pointing at the woman in military uniform, he shouted hysterically, "I'm going to kill you traitor!"

"No! The car is cracked! Divided into pieces by five horses, you will die!"

Even Xu Yue had a good temper, so her face darkened.

Not to mention Xu Nai and other guards inside the tent, Xu Dalang, who was standing outside the tent, charged in with a brisk step, raised his iron fist and slammed Zhao Heng's fair and handsome face hard!
With the sound of "Dong", Zhao Heng spun around on the spot, flew out with his head up and fell to the ground!

The red blood mist spat out in one gulp, Xu Dalang turned sideways in disgust, his body was not stained at all.

Xu Yue gasped, her heart tightened.

Brother's fist can kill people directly!
"Stop!" Xu Yue hastily stopped Xu Dalang who was about to make a move.

Xu Dalang's outstretched iron fist brushed Zhao Heng's messy hair around his cheeks, and the gale that blew was bitterer than the coldest snow in the Northeast.

Zhao Heng was so horrified that he held his breath, his eyes widened in horror, filled with Xu Dalang's angry and ferocious face.

Xu Yue rushed forward, grabbed Xu Dalang's fist and threw it out, "You go out, who let you in!"

Xu Dalang was very wronged. Facing his sister, there was no trace of ferocity left on his face, "...he scolded you."