Wei and Jin cooks

Mr. Chen is not afraid of gentlemen, only of villains, but compared to gentlemen and villains, he prefers to have beneficial relationships with smart people like Zhao Hanzhang.

Gentlemen can be friends, but they are not suitable for exchanges of interests, especially the deal they are discussing now has a bit of gray.

Zhao Hanzhang is not lacking in scheming. Even for food and grass, he will try his best to protect his father and daughter and send them to join the army.

Master Chen thought well. After Zhao Hanzhang threw out the fat bait, he took Zhao Ju to the side to discuss who would escort Master Chen tomorrow morning. "Early tomorrow morning, let Ji Ping take twenty people to escort Master Chen to catch up with the army. I will Raise some money for them and buy as much food and grass as you can."

Zhao Ju had a look of disapproval, "Sanniang, Ji Ping is the leader of Yishi. He leads the most elite Yishi. He should be left to protect you and Erlang."

"Aren't you still there?" Zhao Hanzhang said: "And I have no plans to let Zhao Dian and the others leave tomorrow. They need to stagger the time to give Ji Ping a chance to bring food and grass back."

"But Sanniang and Zhao Dian were so unhappy just now. Will he obey your orders?"

Zhao Hanzhang: "He must listen. Since my uncle and uncle are not here, I am the person in charge of the Zhao family. He can only listen to me."

Zhao Hanzhang raised his eyes and looked at him, "Without my order, only my uncle and uncle are here, they give orders, how dare you disobey them?"

Zhao Ju thought about it and realized that he really didn't dare, so he lowered his head and said, "I'll make arrangements right away."

Zhao Hanzhang nodded.

The two of them avoided Zhao Dian and other tribes while talking, but did not avoid Fu Tinghan's master and servant sitting beside him.

Fu An shivered for some unknown reason. He moved gently to Fu Tinghan's side and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Lang, why don't we set off with Mr. Chen and the others tomorrow?"

Fu Tinghan was still perfecting his drawings. When he heard this, he said without raising his head: "Where should I set off to?"

Fu An said quickly: "Go after Master Lang. Master Lang escaped with Your Majesty and the King of Donghai. He must be in the army."

Fu Tinghan shook his head without thinking, "No, I want to send Zhao Sanniang back to Runan."

Fu An: "...Lang Jun, your wedding with Sanniang has not yet taken place, so you are not husband and wife yet, and..."

He scratched his head, hesitated for a moment, and then lowered his voice and said cautiously: "Sanniang is too powerful. If you follow me like this, will this family listen to you or Sanniang in the future?"

Fu Tinghan finally looked up at him and said, "Shouldn't all family matters be discussed?"

"What if we have conflicting opinions?"

Fu Tinghan: "Then listen to whoever has reason."

Fu An: ...We all have conflicting opinions, so naturally the public is right and the mother-in-law is right. How do you listen to this?

He was full of sorrow. When he saw Zhao Hanzhang striding over, he silently swallowed his words of persuasion, moved his buttocks and sat back down.

Zhao Hanzhang sat down next to Fu Tinghan, spread out the cloak that Ting He found and spread it on the ground, "It's getting late, go to bed early."

Fu Tinghan nodded, folded the dry drawings and put them in his arms. Seeing that she gave up half of the cloak, he hesitated and lay down.

There was an arm's length between the two of them. Fu Tinghan's face felt a little hot, and he tried his best to stare at the stars in the sky, looking for something to say, "The weather will be good tomorrow."

Zhao Hanzhang had already closed his eyes. After hearing this, he opened his eyes again and stared at the stars on the sky. He said "Yeah" and said, "It's very good. It's rare to see so many stars."

Fu Tinghan: "Isn't there always so many?"

Zhao Hanzhang couldn't help turning his head to look at him, "Are you serious?"

Fu Tinghan couldn't help but turned his head. The two of them were so close that their breathing could be heard. He looked at her quietly, and it took him a long time to realize what she asked, "What I'm talking about is that after this era, everyone will There are so many stars all day long.”

Zhao Hanzhang also felt a little uncomfortable. He lay down again and stared at the stars above his head without looking at him. "You actually have time to look at the stars every day."

Fu Tinghan: "Didn't you ask me to study the Seven Stars Lianzhu?"

Zhao Hanzhang: "...I'm sorry, I almost forgot about this."

She patted her head and said, "There are too many things going on these days."

Fu Tinghan was still looking at her, and after a moment of hesitation, he asked: "Are you... okay?"

Zhao Hanzhang looked at him, "What can happen to me?"

Fu Tinghan: "Don't you need psychological intervention? After all, this is the first time to face the battlefield and kill people."

He paused and then said: "If you are willing, I can help you. You know, as teachers, we all need to undergo relevant psychological training. I have expanded some knowledge myself, which may not be as good as that of a psychologist, but talking can help." Let you relieve the pressure, and I can also guide you."

After Zhao Hanzhang heard this, he simply lay on his side and talked to him face to face, "Where is Professor Fu?"

Zhao Hanzhang asked in a low voice, "This is your first time experiencing the battlefield. Aren't you afraid?"

Fu Tinghan said bluntly: "What I'm afraid of is that I'm very sure that this is not an illusory person. This is a real world, and those people are real. They just lost their lives in front of me. I'm afraid, and even a little self-conscious." I feel responsible, but I know that these things cannot be changed, so I will try my best to get out of this emotion."

He said: "I am still afraid that I will lose my life in this chaos, and that you will be injured and die, but I have found a point of adjustment. As for you, you have more experience than me and are more involved than me. You have found Have you found a balance?"

Zhao Hanzhang looked at the worry in his eyes, smiled suddenly, and then slowly became serious. She thought for a long time before speaking, "I...maybe it is hereditary, or it may be a real psychological problem. My fear only existed for a moment. , and then I quickly adapted to this war and the fact that I killed people."

Fu Tinghan looked at her in surprise.

Zhao Hanzhang smiled and asked, "It's incredible, isn't it?"

Fu Tinghan thought for a while and then said: "Some geniuses are different from ordinary people. This should not be a psychological problem. As for heredity..."

His voice dropped, "It should be so. Your parents are outstanding soldiers and policemen. Maybe it's a genetic trait?"

Zhao Hanzhang raised his eyebrows, "Professor Fu, you know a lot. How do you know the identities of my parents?"

Fu Tinghan looked at her steadily, his voice barely audible, "I went to their funeral."

Zhao Hanzhang still heard it, and the smile on her face slowly faded, and she looked at him seriously again, "You... our two families are related?"

Her parents died during a joint operation, and the funeral was not small. However, because she had a car accident on the way back, not many people in the school knew about it, only her head teacher and classmates at the time knew about it. information.

She and Fu Tinghan were at best rivals in the middle school across the street, not even friends. How could he know this and go to the funeral.

"My grandfather and parents were both from the Academy of Sciences. My grandfather and your grandfather knew each other and lived close by, so we went there." Fu Tinghan said: "You were sitting in a wheelchair with gauze covering your eyes, so you didn't know that I .”

Zhao Hanzhang thought of something and reached out to grab his palm. He squeezed it and realized that this was Fu Changrong's body, not Fu Tinghan's.

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