MTL - Drunk House-Chapter 504 Catching the Wind (Second Watch)

  Chapter 504 Catches the wind (second update)

  Zhang Yun bathed and changed clothes, rested in the tent for a while, went to the tent next door, and visited Zhang Mao.

  Zhang Mao couldn't move his legs. Although he was able to use crutches, he still lay in the carriage or on the bed most of the time. But he is not boring, and Ning Ze and Zhao Li often talk to him to relieve boredom.

  Hearing that Zhang Yun was coming, he was about to go out to greet him, but was stopped by Su Rong, telling him not to wait in the cold wind for a long time, but to recuperate in the account, anyway, he and Zhang Yun are brothers.

  Zhang Mao naturally listened to Su Rong, but he couldn't bear to wait.

   Fortunately, Zhang Yun came to him soon after taking a bath. When he heard the movement, he was walking out on crutches. The curtain was lifted. Zhang Yun entered his tent from the outside and called out to him, "Brother."

  Zhang Mao stopped, "Third Brother."

  Zhang Yun looked him up and down, his eyes fell on his leg, and he smiled, "Brother, this leg injury, how long will it take to recover? I thought you would stay in Nanping City to recuperate, but I didn't expect you to be in the army."

  Zhang Maodao: "Miss Seven said that it takes a few months to raise her before she can move freely." He shook his head and signaled Zhang Yun to sit down, "I can't stay in Nanping City. If I stay for a long time, I'm afraid I'll lose my life. I'd better follow Miss Seven."

  Zhang Yun smiled, "It can be seen that Miss Seven is a very convincing person."

  Zhang Mao nodded, "It's really rare to be able to follow a master who makes people feel at ease. Moreover, Miss Seven is different from others. She has one thing to say and another to say two things. There is no need to speculate on her mind. It will make people who follow her very relaxed and happy."

   "Did you follow your father before?" Zhang Yun asked.

  Zhang Mao shook his head, "It can't be compared. Even if a son is with his father, he has to think more about which words he will say inappropriately. If he makes his father unhappy, angry or displeased, he will be treated coldly. Miss Seven will not. She is good at employing people, and she will not hide selfishness with her own people. Her plans are all aimed at the outside. She is very casual with her own people. She knows people and uses them well, and performs her own duties. There will be no competition."

  Zhang Yun understood, "That's it."

   He chuckled, "That's good."

  He looked at Zhang Mao, "My brother seems to be a little fatter."

  The wounded person was so seriously injured, and he was locked in a dark prison in the Nanping Hou Mansion for many days. It stands to reason that he should be thinner, even if he is not thin and out of shape, he will be thinner. Who would have thought that he would be fatter?

  Zhang Mao felt a little embarrassed, "I have no heart for my brother. I have already let go of the Zhang family's affairs. Although I will not change my name or surname, I have already kicked myself out of the Zhang family. In this way, I don't think about it, I don't feel depressed, I just focus on following Miss Seven, recovering from illness and making plans for the future of going to Nanchu. My mood is stable and relaxed every day, I eat and sleep well, and naturally I have gained some weight."

   Zhang Yun thinks about it, and Zhang Mao's words are also sincere. He nodded and said to him: "I killed my father."

  Zhang Mao had expected that if his father did not die, it would be impossible for him to take charge of the 250,000 Northern Hebei Army. And he can't let his father die. As long as his father is alive and breathing, he must support his ambition. After all, he has a long-term foundation, many followers, and collaborating with the Great Wei and Nanchu Nangong's family. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, if he is not allowed to die, chaos will arise.

   "He can't live, not even with one breath." Zhang Yun said: "Not only can't he live in Daliang, but also can't let him live in Dawei. And Zhang Jin and Zhang Zun, I also killed them. Anyway, they will die sooner or later. Death by my hands is also a pleasure for them."

  Zhang Mao nodded, had no doubts about his words, and asked softly, "How did you kill your father? Did you do it yourself?"

   "Through Doctor Zhang." Zhang Yun briefly explained the process.

  He finished talking in a few words. In fact, there is nothing to say. It’s simple to say, but every link can’t be wrong. The most important person is Doctor Zhang, and the scene where he cried when we met, he also wanted to test his family.

   "Being unkind to the father, one cannot blame the unrighteousness of the son." Zhang Mao didn't feel sad, after all, the moment he gave up, he had broken the relationship between father and son. He asked: "As for those people in the family, what do you plan to do with them? Do you really want the prince to punish the nine clans?"

   "Look at your brother! Anyway, my mother is long gone, and the rest, to me, life and death have nothing to do with me." Zhang Yun said: "It's the elder brother, you still have a mother and a younger brother."

   "My mother doesn't care much about mother and child, and my younger brother respects me a little bit, but he likes his father more." Zhang Maodao: "If possible, I would like to ask Miss Seven to ask His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to save their lives. As long as they save their lives, that's fine. As for the others, that's all."

  Zhang Yun nodded, "Miss Seven should agree, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has no threats, so if the 250,000 Jibei soldiers are bloodless, he will agree."

   "I still have to thank my third brother for this matter." Zhang Mao said: "You and I are brothers, no matter what happened before, from now on, we are brothers."

  Zhang Yunxiao "Watch and help each other, brothers and sisters respect each other, big brother don't worry."

  Su Rong knew that Zhang Mao and Zhang Yun were going to have some private conversations, so he gave them plenty of time.

  The two had almost finished their conversation, and walked out of the tent together.

  Zhang Mao was not slow to walk on crutches. Zhang Yun glanced at him several times. Zhang Mao laughed at himself, "Back then the best doctor in Nanping said I couldn't keep my leg. At that time, I felt that fate really played a big joke on me. I'm done and become a useless person. It's better to die."

  Zhang Yun smiled, "Brother shouldn't die, so it can be seen that he is extremely blessed and blessed by the heavens."

   "It's really lucky." Zhang Mao smiled and sighed.

  The banquet was held in the big tent of the Chinese army, and the smell of meat wafted out.

   There are twenty or thirty tables in the tent of the Chinese army. There are charcoal pots next to every two tables and a stove in the middle.

  Su Rong didn't take a seat, but sat beside the stove in the middle of the big tent, grilling lamb chops over charcoal fire. The lamb chops sizzled, and there was a burst of fragrance, which made people very appetizing.

  Ning Ze and Zhou Shen followed Feng Ling to take over the Jibei Army, so only Jiang Zhu was there, and no one came yet.

   Seeing Zhang Yun and Zhang Mao coming, Su Rong waved to the two of them, "It's just in time for you to come, my lamb chops are just cooked, come and eat them. There are those who come early, and those who come late don't."

   After all, there are not so many roasted sheep. It is said to kill sheep and cattle, but the soldiers have to taste some meat, so the meat is still limited.

  Su Rong's lamb chop is big, but there is only one lamb chop.

  Zhang Yun nodded with a smile, walked over, and sat down next to Su Rong, "Okay, I just happened to be hungry."

   Babies, monthly pass, what?

  (end of this chapter)