The bearded veteran and others, as well as the captain, all turned to the side of the road, and saw a carriage parked beside the road. Several guards stood on both sides of the carriage, pressing their hands on their waists and their eyes were not turned. As soon as the curtain rolled up, a tall figure emerged from the carriage.

It was Jing Xiang’s romantic and Kuai Yidu!

Kuai Yue walked out of the carriage and slowly walked to everyone with the guards: "What are you doing when you are waiting? Why are all men in the army planning to draw their swords toward each other?"

It turned out that not only the bearded veteran was holding the hilt tightly, but the captain and Sima also pressed their hands tightly against their waists. It seemed that if Kuai Yue had not stopped him on the spot, the gate of the Siheyuan would have to perform a full martial arts immediately.

"Mr. Yidu!" The bearded veteran put down the hilt of his knife in his hand and saluted Kuai Yue, "We are soldiers who are guarding General Huang Zhonglang here by Lieutenant Liu. This group of people claim to be under the command of General Zhang of Xiangyang Navy. Under the order of Lieutenant Zhang, we come to extract General Huang Zhonglang!"

"What did you say? Huang Hansheng is here? Haven't he been imprisoned in prison all the time?" Kuai Yue pointed to the courtyard in front of him and looked at the bearded veteran in surprise.

The bearded veteran nodded and said, "Mr. I came back from the prefecture corps yesterday and said that Huang Hansheng was not in prison according to the lord's wishes, and another courtyard was needed to be taken care of separately. Therefore, the young man was ordered by the commander of the commander and temporarily detained Huang Hansheng here."

Kuai Yue nodded, then turned to the captain and Sima and said, "Since they were guarding Huang Hansheng under the order of Liu Duwei, there is naturally no problem. Then why are you here? What are you doing?"

"Mr. Yidu, we and the other party came to collect Huang Han and promoted to the navy camp under the order of our Xiangyang Navy Army. As for the specific reason, the lieutenant had not informed us, but we really didn't know!" The lieutenant and Sima Qiqi bowed to Kuai Yue.

Kuai Yue stroked the long beard under his chin: "Although this matter is unreasonable, your Governor Zhang is the lord's nephew, while Liu Duwei is the lord's nephew. The two of them are close relatives. Perhaps it is unknown that Liu Duwei wants to take care of Governor Zhang.

After all, Huang Hansheng's troops are also under the command of Liu Duwei, and Liu Duwei should be afraid of leaking the news. Since you are here to extract Huang Hansheng from your naval camp under the order of Governor Zhang, what about the tokens you are waiting for?"

The lieutenant whispered at the bearded veteran: "Isn't this for him? As a result, he still doesn't believe in my identity!"

"Is that token fake?" Kuai Yue glanced at the bearded veteran.

The bearded veteran shook his head: "No!"

"Since the token is not fake, what doubts do you have? Or do you want to provoke a melee between the Jingzhou water and land armies?" Kuai Yue's eyes gradually turned.

While speaking, Kuai Yue covered a big hat lightly on the head of the bearded veteran, but the bearded veteran didn't even dare to let go of his fart.

Although he was not a Sima, a lieutenant, or even a troop chief, he was Liu Pan's personal soldier, so he dared to question the Sima and a lieutenant under Zhang Yun. However, when facing this Jing Xiang romantic, he did not dare to show any dissatisfaction.

Kuai Yue, a famous scholar in Jingzhou, even the lord, the master of Jingzhou, would call him "Mr. Yidu" when he saw Kuai Yue. How could Qiu Ba, who was not even a lord's dog, dared to be disrespectful?

As for the doubts in his heart, the bearded veteran had already left behind his head and hurriedly returned the token to Sima opposite him respectfully.

Kuai Yue nodded and patted the bearded soldier again: "The law and regulations in the army are strict and strictly enforced. Just follow the orders. I will ask your commander and Governor Zhang tomorrow." After that, Kuai Yue waved his hand to the guards beside him and returned to the carriage.

The whip was raised lightly, the horse neighed, and the carriage turned a corner and slowly left in the twilight.

Watching Kuai Yue leave, Sima glared at the bearded veteran fiercely and kicked him: "Why don't you lead the way for me!"

"Damn, what kind of thing are you? How dare you kick me?" The bearded veteran didn't pay attention and almost staggered by a kick. His expression changed. The long knife in his waist pulled out and pointed at Sima and cursed.

The soldiers patrolling front and back of the Siheyuan and the guards at the door rushed to the bearded veteran at the same time, pointing at the long sword, short sword, axe, hook and fork in their hands together. The lieutenant and the people behind Sima also held up the sharp weapons and weapons in their hands, and the battle was about to begin.

The captain sneered, pushed everyone away and walked out, walked to the bearded veteran, and slapped him hard on the veteran's face.

"What a fuck? Qiu Ba, the size of a sparrow, dared to commit crimes? Who gave you the courage to be your Liu Duwei? Or did you want to provoke a dispute between the two armies as Mr. Yidu said? If it were in my army, I would have thrown you into the river and fed Death Eight long ago!"

The veteran was indignant, with blue veins rising on his face, and the knife in his hand could no longer control the rapid shaking, but when he heard the captain's words "Mr. Yidu", he was suddenly shocked.

Kuai Yue asked himself just now. If something really happened, Kuai Yue and his lord must have preconceived ideas. He and his brothers will have to die in the world except for going to the guillotine!

Thinking of this, the veteran's heart suddenly became cold, as if a scoop of ice water was poured from his head to his feet.

"You have a habit. I won't just forget about what happened today. Next time I'd better not hit me! Brothers, go!" The veteran touched the fingerprints on his face, suppressed the anger in his heart, glared at the captain and Sima fiercely, and a clanging sword into the sheath, shouted angrily, and walked towards the avenue with a swagger.

"Boss, won't you hand over it with them?" a soldier asked weakly at the bearded veteran.

The bearded veteran smiled and kicked the soldier away with a fierce look: "Transfer? What a big deal! I have never suffered such anger after following the commander to fight for so many years. Do you still want to go back and suffer such anger from a birdman? I am not that cheap!"

...

Watching the bearded veterans leave, the captain and Sima smiled at each other, nodded to the soldiers behind him, and saw everyone quietly scattering around the courtyard, the two slowly pushed open the door and walked in.

Although the courtyard is called Siheyuan and has several ear rooms, wing rooms, etc., the courtyard is really dilapidated.

The sun has set on the hillside, and the twilight covers the courtyard. The main room of the courtyard has only lit two candles, shaking under the whirlwind of the river and can be extinguished at any time.

The two sighed and walked into the main room. They saw a simple wooden bed hitting the side of the lobby. A boy who was about fifteen or sixteen years old was lying on the bed, covered with a thick quilt, but he still couldn't suppress his chills all over. He curled up in the quilt, his face pale, and coughed hysterically, as if he wanted to cough out his lungs.

A middle-aged man who was already in his forties lowered his head, gently patting the boy's back through the quilt, his mouth full of comfort. Unfortunately, his comfort could not relieve the boy's pain, nor could he even relieve his sorrow.

Under the faint candlelight of the red candle, you can still see his sad face and the endless white hair on his head. The dim lights, the desolate courtyard, the only son who can't afford to sit on his bed, and the white hair of the hero's head formed a cold painting, impacting the heart of the captain.

This is the Huang Zhong who said, "Holding a heavy golden mail, double-tight iron bow, and fearing Hebei and famous for its reputation in Shuzhong"! This is the Huang Zhong who killed Cao's general Xiahou Yuan at the foot of Dingjun Mountain!

"The family and country are broken, and heroes have no way to serve their country. Instead, they are plotted against by villains and treacherous people, causing the hero to fall into ruin. This is all our fault!" Looking at Huang Xu on the sickbed, Huang Zhong who was already in front of the bed, the captain sighed slowly, and the song "Climbing the High" by Du Fu in his heart blurted out.

"The wind is strong, the sky is high, the apes are roaring, and the clear sand is clear, the white birds fly back. The endless fallen trees are whistling down, and the endless Yangtze River is rolling. The thousands of miles of sad autumn is always a guest, and more than a hundred years have passed.

I am sick and I am on stage alone. I am suffering and I hate the frost of my hair, and I am losing my wine glass."

Huang Zhong was shocked when he heard this, slowly turned his head, looked at the two and said, "Are you not Liu Pan's subordinate?"

"How can the general know?" The captain looked at Huang Zhong in surprise.

Huang Zhong looked at Huang Xu with a loving face, then pinched the horn of the quilt for Huang Xu, and then walked to the two of them: "There is no such person as you under Liu Pan, and your feelings are so big that you take Liu Pan seriously? However, although you are not under Liu Pan, you are afraid that they are also sent by Liu Jingzhou, right?

I have already told you that I resigned just for the sake of my son's body, and I plan to go to Luoyang to find a doctor! Let's go, no matter you are the lotus flowers, no matter what you are going to do, or where you are going to detain me again, this is still just the words in my words. I have never met the former general, let alone any involvement or connection!”

The captain looked at Huang Zhong with his eyes: "Don't you want to follow us?"

"I don't want to do it anymore, I'm tired. Go back and tell Liu Jingzhou that I, Huang Zhong, don't have to worry about this life. If you want it, let him take it, just take it as a reward for his promotion!" Huang Zhong shook his head, picked up a bench with a sad face and sat in front of the bed. A tear fell from the corner of his eyes.

"Elder General, if we are coming for Mr. Ling's illness, would you still be willing to follow us?"

"I have already experienced this famous doctor on Jingxiang, but where can I find a famous doctor who can cure Xu'er?"

"What about Luoyang?"

"Luoyang? Forget it!" Huang Zhong was shocked and bounced up from the bench, his eyes seemed to come alive, flashing with excitement and inquiring, "Where are you talking about? Is it Luoyang? Do you want to say it again? Who are you two?"

The captain and Sima looked at each other and smiled, both stepped forward and hugged Huang Zhong and said, "Bingzhou Wang Deyu, Zhao Zilong of Changshan has met the old general Huang!"

The two people in front of us were actually Wang Deyu and Zhao Zilong, who were famous all over the world?

Huang Zhong's eyes almost fell out, and his mouth was so round that he almost swallowed an ostrich egg. After a while, he came to his senses and hugged the two of them: "I have seen the former general, General Zhendong!"

"Gen. Huang, Mr. Wang heard that you were implicated by Shi Guangyuan and was sent to prison by Liu Biao because of the matter of Prince Ling. He was very uneasy and pretended to be in Jingzhou to take you and Prince Ling to Luoyang for treatment. Are you willing to follow us?" Wang Li helped Huang Zhong sit under the bench.

Send Xu'er to Luoyang for medical treatment?

Wang Li hit Huang Zhong's tears with one sentence. Huang Zhong's long-standing depression and depression seemed to have finally found a break. He burst into tears and two lines of tears flowed out of his eyes as if he was flying.

It is said that men will not cry easily, but Huang Zhong has been holding back his tone for too long, so he has almost forgotten the years.

He could no longer remember how many pairs of shoes he and his wife had broken away, nor did he know how many famous doctors he and his wife had visited, nor did he even know how much debt he owed to others. The only thing he knew was that his wife had passed away, and Huang Xu's body, his only bloodline, was still getting worse and worse, and he gradually couldn't get up.

Now, the former general asked him if he was willing to send Xu'er to Luoyang for medical treatment. How could he not be willing? How could he not be willing? Even if he sacrificed his life for it, what's the harm! Just like a moth to the fire, he must move forward bravely even though he knew he might die, because there is his hope and light!

Xu'er is his hope and light!

Huang Zhong wiped the tears from his face and suddenly knelt down to the ground: "Zhong is willing to take Xu'er to Luoyang with his previous general!"
Chapter completed!