The God-Level Prodigal Son of the Tang Dynasty

Miracle Doctor Zhao, even if it was like this, the British father stopped responding again.

Obviously, the British father also knows that he has no way to change the reality. Sun Simiao and Zhao Chen said.

He still didn't quite understand why Zhao Chen thought Xu Shiji had a way to cure him.

Chen'er, how are you going to treat the British Duke? Queen Changsun also didn't expect how Zhao Chen was going to do it.

Master Xu Jun suffered from mental problems because of the emperor's reproach.

Unless the emperor can be told to Commander Xu, what he said before was nonsense.

Of course this is even more impossible. Zhao Chen said.

Queen Changsun rolled her eyes at Zhao Chen.

Of course this is impossible. If the emperor is willing to apologize to Xu Shiji, then there is really a big problem.

Since he knew it was impossible, Zhao Chen still said this, clearly speaking to her as the queen.

It was just to express Zhao Chen's dissatisfaction with the emperor.

But the emperor's affairs were not her eldest grandson's business.

Now there is only one way to cheer up Military Advisor Xu from another matter. Zhao Chen continued.

Cheer up my father?

What can your Highness, the King of Han, do? Xu Zhen came over with the soup and medicine, his face full of anticipation.

…

Night falls.

Xu Shiji was lying on the bed, feeling that he was about to die.

All day today, he only drank the medicine prepared by his son Xu Zhen.

The medicine was very bitter, but it was not as bitter as Xu Shiji's heart.

Thinking of leading the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty to fight against the invasion of the Goguryeo army on the front line.

However, he was defeated again and again in every battle.

As a result, countless soldiers of the Tang Dynasty shed blood on the battlefield.

Even the Tang Dynasty fell under the iron cavalry of Goguryeo because of his incompetence.

Thinking of Qin Qiong's death in battle, Xu Shiji felt extremely guilty.

If it weren't for him constantly losing battles, why would the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty keep retreating.

If you don't retreat

, Qin Qiong would not lead his soldiers to stop the pursuing army of Yeon Gaesumun.

If it was for the retreat of the army, why did Qin Qiong die in battle outside Cangzhou City.

If Qin Qiong had not died, why would Qin Huaiyu be living outside?

Thinking that Qin Huaiyu is currently on the front line of the Tang Dynasty, he doesn't know when he will be sent to Shacheng in the future.

Finally fight to the death in Shacheng!

Xu Shiji only felt that his head was dizzy...

I vaguely felt the door being blown open by a dark wind.

Clang- The door burst open.

Dimly, a man wearing armor slowly walked into the room.

military adviser--

military adviser--

The voice of the armored man came faintly, and Xu Shiji sounded familiar.

Who are you? Xu Shiji's voice was hoarse.

Military advisor, it's so-and-so...

Look- The armored man held two maces in his hands.

Uncle...Uncle Bao!

You're not... Xu Shiji stared at the boss. He clearly remembered that Qin Qiong was dead.

Then why did he appear in his room again at this moment?

Military advisor, someone is dead. I came here today in a dream to ask for military advisor's help. The armored man's voice was faint.

At first glance, it sounded like it was coming from under the Nine Netherworld.

help?

Uncle Bao, I'm going to die too. I'm afraid I won't be able to help you.

If you want help, you have to go to Zhao Chen, he will help you. Xu Shiji sighed, his eyes still blurry.

Boy Zhao is too young. He won't think about many things as carefully as you do.

Huaiyu is my only son. Now that he is staying on the front line, I am really worried about his safety.

Military advisor, you must help me. The armored man

The sound continued to come.

Xu Shiji's eyes were hazy. Under the flickering candlelight, he could clearly see that the armored man was full of blood.

Soon, the smelly blood gathered into a pile on the ground.

Uncle Bao, how did you become like this? Xu Shiji asked.

After so-and-so passed away, the King of Hell said that my heart was still tied, and I had to wait until Huaiyu got married and regained the prestige of my Qin family before I could be reincarnated. ??

Otherwise, you will always be wandering in the underworld.

Military advisor, Huaiyu, please. After the armored man finished speaking, he turned into a strong wind and disappeared outside the door.

Uncle Bao! Xu Shiji shouted loudly, but suddenly felt boundless darkness coming.

Faintly, I seemed to hear the door slamming shut.

…

The next morning, Xu Zhen came to his father's room early.

Last night, Zhao Chen told him that he didn't need to stay in the room.

Xu Zhen was also worried about this.

After all, his father almost killed himself because he didn't stay at home.

However, Xu Zhen had no other choice but to listen to Zhao Chen's words.

But I was also extremely worried.

Very early in the morning, Xu Zhen ran to Xu Shiji's room.

When he opened the door, there was a faint smell of blood in the room.

But Xu Zhen was shocked.

Fortunately, when Xu Zhen ran in, he saw his father sitting on the bed, his face full of contemplation.

Father……

How are you? Xu Zhen stood beside the bed and asked in a low voice.

Xu Shiji seemed to have recovered, his voice was slightly hoarse, and he said: Zhen'er, your Uncle Qin was here last night.

Uncle Qin?

That Uncle Qin? Xu Zhen was stunned for a moment.

I thought that the Uncle Qin my father mentioned was not Qin Qiong who had died in the battle.

Shu Bao said he is in the human world

If your wish is not fulfilled, you cannot be reincarnated.

He wants me to help him take care of Qin Huaiyu. Xu Shiji said slowly.

Thinking of seeing Qin Qiong last night, Xu Shiji realized that he owed Qin Qiong more.

Qin Qiong died in battle because of himself.

Now it is even more difficult to reincarnate.

After thinking about it, Xu Shiji slapped himself in the face.

Father, what are you doing! Xu Zhen was also startled by his father's actions and quickly went up to stop him.

As a father, I feel sorry for Shu Bao and the Qin family. Xu Shiji shouted.

Xu Zhen didn't know what happened last night.

Just as he was about to speak, he saw Zhao Chen walking in.

Commander Xu, Uncle Qin gave me a dream last night, asking me to help you take good care of Qin Huaiyu.

Do you know? Zhao Chen spoke with an extremely serious look on his face.

Xu Shiji opened his mouth, and then nodded: I also met Shu Bao, and he told me the same thing, but...

Commander Xu, you are also responsible for Uncle Qin's death.

He is here in a dream now. If you have any conscience, you should do what he says.

Qin Huaiyu is on the front line now and will be sent to Shacheng at any time.

You also know that Shacheng will be taken back by Goguryeo at any time.

If Qin Huaiyu dies...

He can't die! Before Zhao Chen could finish his last sentence, he was interrupted by Xu Shiji.

Whether Qin Huaiyu dies or not is not your decision, nor is my decision.

If no one helps him, he will die.

Commander Xu, if you have figured it out, come to Chang'an Military Academy to find me.

If you haven't figured it out, let Brother Xu Zhen prepare your funeral arrangements.

When I see Uncle Qin below, I also ask Military Advisor Xu to explain to Uncle Qin that Qin Huaiyu's death was not due to me, Zhao Chen, not saving him.

Farewell! After Zhao Chen said this, he turned around and left without any delay.