It should be noted that what Zhao Jiu said was a story about Emperor Xian of Han.

Back then, Emperor Xian of Han fled east and encountered the chaos of Guo Si and Li Jue's troops. To escape across the river, Dong Cheng held a knife and chopped off the hands of those who were grabbing the boat, resulting in a pile of fingers in the boat, enough to fill a handful. Although Emperor Xian of Han escaped, the accompanying palace servants, ministers, books, carriages, treasures, were all destroyed.

Everyone was smart enough to understand the meaning behind these words, so they were all speechless.

Zhao Ding, after all, was a man of character. Although he arrived in a disheveled state and witnessed his companion being killed, he did not completely lose his composure. Instead, he came to the area within Zhao Jiu's tent and cried only after seeing Zhao Jiu himself. Therefore, at this moment, by the campfire, inside the tent, the core personnel of this exiled Zhao Song court were completely speechless, but the entire camp of the traveling imperial court was completely unaware... On the contrary, because they would be entering the city in a day or two, and it was dinner time, there was laughter everywhere, creating a stark contrast between the inside and outside of a tent.

Amidst the laughter, Li Gang, supported by his son, was the first to break the silence: "Your Majesty is benevolent, and we have nothing to say. However, I also wish to use a story from the Three Kingdoms to advise Your Majesty... The world can be without us, but it cannot be without Your Majesty."

Zhao Jiu shook his head repeatedly. He didn't agree with this statement from the bottom of his heart, but the other party's next sentence made him momentarily moved.

"If so, it would be better to only let Yang Yizhong lead a hundred cavalry to escort you, secretly crossing the river, and outwardly say that Yang Yizhong is being sent to support Liu Zhengyan," Li Gang said slowly. "I will immediately summon Lan Daguan here, and together with the officials here, continue to pretend that Your Majesty is here, separated by the tent, so that people's hearts will not be scattered, and the traveling imperial court will not be completely unprepared when facing the rebel army. And if Your Majesty travels quickly, send reinforcements tomorrow, or if Han Shizhong truly does not rebel and we find him to resolve this matter, then there will naturally be no worry."

Zhao Jiu remained silent. The people around him woke up and persuaded him one after another. A green-robed attendant, named Hu Yin, even began to take off his clothes, seemingly wanting to exchange clothes with His Majesty, but he was stopped by Yang Yizhong... Originally, one side of this tent was facing the Ying River embankment, and it was dark, so there was no need to fake it with clothing.

In this way, Yang Yizhong personally went out to arrange a hundred cavalry, and everyone directly pushed the clueless Zhao Jiu onto a horse, and secretly cut open the curtain facing the Ying River, urging Zhao Jiu to leave quickly and escape from here, following the river beach to find Yang Yizhong.

At this time, Li Gang couldn't bear it anymore, and struggled to break free from his son's support, stepped forward again, and then held Zhao Jiu's hand under the horse at the edge of the tent:

"Your Majesty, I have one more word! The country is in danger, so Your Majesty allows us to be Zhuge Liang, we are ashamed... But Your Majesty should not compare yourself to Emperor Xian of Han, I do not ask that Your Majesty can be Cao Cao, but only that Your Majesty can be Liu Bei!"

Zhao Jiu's heart stirred. Just as he was about to reply, Li Gang released his hand, signaled to someone, and someone directly whipped the horse under Zhao Jiu's crotch. The horse, in pain, galloped out, bursting out of the tent.

Intertwined with the desire to survive and a sense of shame, Zhao Jiu half-pushed and half-yielded, turned around and exited the tent, then leaned over and went up the river embankment... The winter evening wind was cold, and the taste on the embankment was needless to say. This official, blown by the cold wind, got goosebumps all over, and the more he thought about it, the more wrong it felt! The more he thought about it, the more absurd it felt!

That was Han Shizhong!

He, Zhao Jiu, was actually going to avoid Han Shizhong?!

Who was Han Shizhong?

To put it bluntly, Han Shizhong was the biggest reliance for Zhao Jiu to maintain a stable posture since he transmigrated!

Yue Fei was only twenty-four years old this year, thirteen years away from his victory at Zhuxian Town; Li Gang was a good hand at stabilizing the government, and his role as the anti-Jin banner was irreplaceable, but his military skills were obviously questionable; Zong Ze could indeed be trusted unconditionally, but he trusted Zong Ze, and Zong Ze didn't trust him, and at this time, there was no way to join forces with the Tokyo Garrison to add trouble to Zong Ze...

Therefore, for a long time, what had brought Zhao Jiu a sense of security, the trump card that had been hidden in Zhao Jiu's heart and not revealed, was none other than Han Shizhong, who had been shielding the north of the traveling imperial court!

Having come to this era, Zhao Jiu had inquired very clearly that Han Shizhong was thirty-nine years old this year, experienced in hundreds of battles, and unparalleled in martial arts. He was in the golden stage of a historical general! This morning, he said that whether or not he could fight depended on Han Shizhong's word. He was not deliberately competing with Li Gang, but it was the truth from this official!

Moreover, Zhao Jiu knew better than anyone else that this world-famous Han Shizhong and that missing Yue Fei could not rebel!

Of course, the current situation was also clear. Han Shizhong hadn't rebelled, it was the soldiers under him who were about to mutiny... But even so, Zhao Jiu still felt it was absurd!

Li Gang probably felt that this time was likely to be a farewell, and said that he should learn from Liu Bei, probably to persuade him to endure for a while, or to persuade him to learn from Liu Bei and not be ashamed to run away... However, if he, Zhao Jiu, was Liu Bei, then Yue Fei and Han Shizhong were precisely Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, weren't they?

Alright, Zhang Fei's subordinates made trouble, forcing Liu Bei to abandon his wife and children...

At this thought, Zhao Jiu was in a trance, but suddenly woke up, and finally understood why this road ahead seemed reasonable, but he had always found it difficult to accept!

The worries of the important officials in the traveling imperial court were not a problem, because they did not know the complete reliability of Han Shizhong himself. These civil officials, including Yang Yizhong, the military general, still believed that Han Shizhong himself might mutiny and rebel, and then passively or actively participate in it... However, Zhao Jiu knew that this person would not, because this person was his Zhang Fei! He was the confidant of Zhao Jiu!

So the question arises, Liu Bei waited for Zhang Fei to come to see him, but Zhang Fei's vanguard made trouble (this is very normal in troubled times), so what should Liu Bei choose at this time?

Leave everyone behind, braving the winter wind and wading across the river full of ice to find Meng Da and Wei Yan?

That's not right!

These thoughts, though complex, had already begun to swirl in the mind of our Zhao Jiu. At this time, it was only stimulated by the winter cold wind in an instant, and it was straightened out.

At this thought, Zhao Jiu no longer hesitated, and actually turned back to the tent, glanced at the stunned people in the tent, and immediately pointed to one of them:

"Zhao Ding! You said that you had inquired about the news from Han Shizhong's vanguard scouts, and you encountered the commander in the town before the mutiny began, is that correct?"

"Yes..." Zhao Ding, who had stopped crying, stood up in a daze.

"Then I ask you, where is Han Shizhong himself?" Zhao Jiu held a riding whip, his face slightly ferocious under the firelight.

"At... Jin Gou Town behind Wanshou County!"

"How far is it from here?"

"Forty *li*!"

Upon hearing these words, Zhao Jiu rode away, but after a while, he returned again, and still raised his whip to point at Zhao Ding in front of the bewildered officials: "I don't know the way, and I'm afraid of running into the rebellious soldiers. The imperial guards may also be a little confused. Would it be good for Zhao Censor to be a guide?"

After saying this, probably worried that Li Gang would stop him, or perhaps realizing that he could find other guides on the road, Zhao Jiu hurriedly rode away again, leaving behind only the stunned important officials of the traveling imperial court.

Faced with this situation, Zhao Ding, whose mud had already dried on his body, opened his mouth to speak, but no sound came out. Only the scene of his colleagues dying tragically in the icy river, and the image of his own wife and children in this traveling imperial court, rushed forward at the same time, urging him to escape.

But for some reason, a feeling like divine inspiration surged into his heart, and this person, who was over forty years old and had wasted half his life with Emperor Huizong, almost uncontrollably leaped onto a horse by the bonfire, then went up the river embankment from the cut-open curtain opening, and chased after him!

Following closely behind were Zhang Jun, the Vice Censor-in-Chief, and Yuwen Xuzhong, a Grand Academician of the Hall of Prudence and Consultation, who was nearly fifty years old.

Forty *li* on the plains was only half an hour for a fast horse that didn't have to spare its strength.

However, traveling at night, and unfamiliar with the road, the speed naturally had to be slower; plus, the accompanying imperial guards were all wearing armor, and although the courage and loyalty of the several civil officials were commendable, their horsemanship was clearly inferior to Zhao Jiu and the cavalry, so it had to be slower.

Therefore, Zhao Jiu and his party spent nearly two hours, and only approached the third watch of the night before arriving at Jin Gou Town, and came all the way to Han Shizhong's 'Central Army Camp' in the name of envoys from the traveling imperial court.

The town, which had been quiet, was now in chaos, with lights shining brightly.

On the street in the center of the town, several civil officials were panting, almost lying on their saddles, while Zhao Jiu勉力 maintained his posture and sat upright on his horse with his physical advantage.

As for Yang Yizhong, who was wearing full mountain armor next to him, was no longer as majestic and composed as he used to be, but was covered in sweat, looking around, and gripped the spear in front of him, facing the countless knights, armored warriors, and archers with curious faces... but his hands trembled slightly!

If this Han *Po Wu* had really rebelled, the current situation would be irreversible!

Heaven have mercy, it wasn't that Yang Yizhong didn't want to stop His Majesty, but he once again verified his thoughts, this official's horsemanship was really something! At least he couldn't catch up while wearing armor!

After waiting for about half a stick of incense, a two-story inn on one side of the road, which was Han Commander's Central Army Camp, opened its doors. Then, before anyone could be seen, a burst of cursing came out first. Next, a person wearing only a silk cloth undergarment and shorts, with a white cloak made of some animal fur, staggered out.

The lights flickered, making it difficult to see the person's specific appearance, only that the person had a large frame, a very strong figure, and a faint smell of alcohol could be smelled.

Zhao Jiu looked back at Yang Yizhong, who nodded repeatedly in nervousness.

At this moment, Zhao Jiu completely breathed a sigh of relief, and shouted loudly from afar, his voice echoing throughout the street: "Loyal minister! Han Qing! The vanguard under Han Shizhong, the Commander of the Left Army of the Imperial Guards, has rebelled, killed my censor, and I was forced to have no choice but to abandon my wife and children, and leave behind the civil and military officials of the traveling imperial court, to come and take refuge with you!"

Poor Han Shizhong was first awakened from Madam Liang's arms in the middle of the night. At this moment, he heard these words, and looked up at the person in the round-collared red robe on the horse, and was so shocked that he dropped his cloak on the ground.

ps: Two chapters are over. I got up yesterday afternoon, sat there and wrote, intermittently writing until four in the morning, for a total of 13,800 words... I will definitely make up for sleep when I get back tonight, and I don't know when I will be able to get up, so this is the two chapters for today, everyone don't wait tonight.