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"I would rather be a Han ghost than a foreign slave..."

Chewing this sentence, Zhang Yuan was silent and stared at Dong Zhichun with his eyes tightly. He had to admit that after hearing Dong Zhichun's words, he was really moved. However, his status determined that he could not act voluntarily. He thought rationally and said, "The words are touching, but it is your son who dies, not you, and it is your son who deserves respect, not you...!"

"Yes!" Dong Zhichun did not refute, and a trace of turmoil appeared in his calm words, saying, "He is the only descendant of the Caomin family. In order to allow him to inherit the family business, Caomin sent him to Songshan Academy, which resulted in this result. When the Yuan army learned about Caomin's betrayal, I was afraid that he would never think about it in this life. Caomin only hopes that the general can save Caomin's son for what Caomin did this time, and Caomin is willing to be punished by the five horses to dismember him!"

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Zhang Yuan frowned slightly and said coldly: "Are you threatening me?"

"The grass-roots dare not!"

"Don't dare? What are you afraid of? Tens of thousands of compatriots in Chi Mingcheng can be abandoned. Those compatriots who are oppressed by the Mongols can also cheer for the Yuan army behind their backs, and allow their descendants to continue to suffer. What are you afraid of! Hum?"

Zhang Yuan did not deny that he had ambitions, but if he really had just ambitions, he would not choose to start a war on both sides, abandon the Han Dynasty and expedition the Yuan Dynasty, and face the dilemma of being attacked on both sides.

"Caomin deserves damn! The Caomin's wish can be punished instead of Caomin's son. I just hope that he will not live in a foreign land and suffer the torture for the rest of his life!" Dong Zhichun did not look up, his voice trembling and weak. Zhang Yuan's strength was amazing, and no movement could be hidden from his ears in the surrounding area of ​​100 meters, but at this time he could no longer hear clearly.

"You are a benevolent father!" Zhang Yuan let out a sigh of relief, his expression a little loose, but he still breathed in his heart: "But I don't believe what you said. You can betray me again and again. How can you trust me if you can abandon your life and death and ignore your compatriots?"

"Not trustworthy!" Dong Zhichun had already considered it before. When he heard Zhang Yuan's words, he sighed and said, "Caomin knows that his sins are serious. He never thought that the general could trust Caomin. Maybe the general would not believe it. In fact, the moment before seeing the Shutong, Caomin had decided to betray the Yuan army! However, Caomin's son finally chose to commit suicide to sacrifice himself to the world. Caomin could not think of it and could not accept it!"

As he said that, Dong Zhichun's voice was a little terrified.

"Whether it is true or false, I admit that what you showed touched me!" Zhang Yuan did not hide his emotions and said frankly: "But, I think you know the contradictions in your words, so give me a reasonable explanation!"

If winter knows the spring has no intention, I am afraid that I will not be able to understand Zhang Yuan’s thoughts at this time.

The nine true and one false are the most difficult to distinguish, and the calm words are also difficult to understand whether it is true or false.

However, Dong Zhichun's performance did not allow Zhang Yuan to see any flaws. He was silent for a while, and also took a break, and said, "The prince is not enough to be accomplices!"

Fake, this is Zhang Yuan's instinctive reaction, and then Zhang Yuan woke up. It was false, but such an explanation is more realistic than a flawless explanation.

Everything has flaws, and if it is made up for perfection, it will appear more fake.

Zhang Yuan did not speak, waiting for Dong Zhichun to continue speaking.

"The general may think that since Caomin attaches great importance to his son, but he has to let the world down, how could he kill him!" Dong Zhichun smiled bitterly, lowered his head and never raised it, kneeling there weakly, and narrating calmly: "Originally, I wanted to cut off myself in Chi Mingcheng to save my son. As for betraying the Yuan army, it was just a letter of surrender to the general, in order to leave a way out, just...!"

After that, Dong Zhichun didn't continue to say anything, and Zhang Yuan also understood that Dong Zhichun's son committed suicide, and all Dong Zhichun's plans were gone, but in order to rescue his son who was held in the hands of the Yuan army, Dong Zhichun decided to come to see Zhang Yuan. Even if there was only a glimmer of hope, Dong Zhichun was willing to give it a try.

After hearing this, Zhang Yuan sighed. He was moved by Dong Zhichun's fatherly love for his son, and hated Dong Zhichun's cruelty and ruthlessness. He didn't care about the life and death of millions of people at all. He knew that he was helping the evil, but he did it without hesitation. In the end, he was willing to come to Zhang Yuan for even that little opportunity.

"What's his name?" Zhang Yuan said lightly, without showing his inner emotions.

Zhang Yuan admires Dong Zhichun's son very much. Since ancient times, there are so few loyal and courageous people. Zhang Yuan asked himself that if he was Dong Zhichun's son, he would not be able to commit suicide as decisively as he did to sacrifice his patriotism.

Dong Zhichun understood Zhang Yuan's meaning, suppressed the joy in his heart with difficulty, raised his head full of begging, and said, "Ode to Winter! The Festival of Winter!"

Zhang Yuan said: "Is Songyun's Day?"

"Yes! He Yi, the head of Songshan Academy, took it, but the grass-roots people did not expect, but He Yi was the treacherous and flattering person...!" Dong Zhichun almost gritted his teeth. Who would be willing to bear the infatuation of a traitor? If there was a choice, how could he go on this path?

Zhang Yuan did not express his opinion or mean to continue to get entangled: "Good people, good characters, but it's a pity for the person who took the characters!"

Zhang Yuan glanced at Dong Zhichun, reason prevailed and said, "What you did before cannot get the trust of others. I think you should know this before making a decision. I don't want to say anything else. If it is really as you said, I will give you a chance! People...!"

"Lord!" The guard walked in.

"This is the Tianhuang Sword created by Master Ou Yezi!" Zhang Yuan said as he handed the Tianhuang Sword to his personal guards. The personal guards took the sword knowingly and came to Dong Zhichun. Dong Zhichun looked at the slender Tianhuang Sword and smiled miserably, saying, "The heavenly power cannot be deceived. If you can die under Master Ou Yezi's sword today, it is a blessing for the people! Then let the sword burn all the haze and sins...!"

Before he finished speaking, Dong Zhichun drew out the Tianhuang Sword and committed suicide in front of Zhang Yuan.

At the last moment, Zhang Yuan's heart twitched like never before. He had never had any fluctuations when tens of thousands of enemies died in front of him. Suddenly, Zhang Yuan missed the already very vague past life, the wandering world and the world life he had in his previous life.

"Get a grand funeral!"

He walked slowly over, picked up the Tianhuang sword from Dong Zhichun, felt the warmth coming from it, dispelled the complex emotions in his heart, and finally took a look at Dong Zhichun's body, with a hint of relief on his face, as if telling people that he was not happy when he was alive. (To be continued...)
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