After lying on the bed for about an hour, Jia Hu got up.
After all, it was a mental illness for his predecessor to lie on the bed.
However, he did not have much of an impression of his predecessor's father. After all, to be so sad for a stranger was probably either crazy or mentally ill.
...
After getting up, Jia Hu put on the armor according to his memory and ordered the people waiting at the door to bring a basin of water into the house.
"Young Master, the water is here."
After a while, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in!"
Jia Hu turned around and sat by the bed.
After seeing Jia San come in, he placed the basin on the table.
Jia Hu said,
"Go out first and wait at the door. I'll call you later.”
"Yes, Young Master!"
After Jia San answered, he went out and closed the door.
Jia Hu took a deep breath, stood up, and walked towards the basin.
An ugly daughter-in-law had to meet her parents-in-law. It was time to see what this body looked like.
Looking at the reflection in the clear water, Jia Hu subconsciously touched his face.
The reflection in the water had thick eyebrows and big eyes. Although he wasn't very handsome, he was the type that could last a long time. He was a young man with a handsome face.
But this appearance really made Jia Hu stunned.
"Is this a coincidence? Or…"
Jia Hu shook his head, dispelling that absurd thought.
The person in front of him was Jia Hu's 18-year-old appearance in his previous life. He was a little immature. Although he couldn't compare to the school hunk, the difference wasn't big. He was definitely the class hunk.
Jia Hu looked at his familiar face and pondered for a long time.
"Since we're here, we'll take it as it is."
"Since I'm already in this world, I'll just stay here in peace. I was mediocre in my previous life, so I'll live a good life in this world. I can't lose face as a transmigrator.”Jia Hu thought to himself.
After Jia Hu quickly washed up with a towel, he let Jia San in to ask questions.
Looking at Jia San in front of him, information about Jia San appeared in his mind.
Three generations of Jia San's family had lived in the Jia Manor's manor. This manor was specially prepared for the personal guards so that they could be at ease and pledge their loyalty to the Jia Manor.
Jia San's three generations of male descendants were even more so. Jia San's grandfather and father died on the battlefield to save Jia Daihua.
This time, if Jia Mu had not stayed behind to take care of Jia Hu and escaped a calamity, he would have followed Jia Mu.
"Third brother, what's the situation outside?”
Jia Hu sat on the stool and asked after pondering.
Hearing this, Jia San hurriedly knelt down and said,
"Young Master, I can't bear this responsibility. Isn't Young Master trying to kill me? Young Master, please take back what you said just now. Otherwise, I will kneel here forever.”
Seeing this, Jia Hu couldn't help but smile bitterly.
He had only said a few polite words according to the words of his previous life, and it had become the current situation.
Looking at Jia San who was trembling and kneeling in front of him, Jia Hu quickly helped him up and said,
"You are my father's personal guard and were sent to me by my father. Three generations of your family have been serving as personal guards in the Ningguo Manor. Even your grandfather and father died protecting my grandfather.”
After Jia San heard this, he sobbed and said,
"Thank you, Young Master, for remembering my father and grandfather. If Young Master doesn't mind, I'm the third child in the family. I have two older sisters.”
"Alright, I'll call you Jia San from now on."
Jia Hu stood up and helped Jia San up. He pressed his hands on his shoulders and said.
"Jia San, tell me about the situation outside first. Did the Tartars attack?"
Jia Hu asked according to the last scene in his memory.
"Young master, the Tatars were scared out of their wits by young master and old master. They have retreated ten miles and most of their rations were burned by old master.”
Jia San's eyes emitted a fierce light as he said fiercely.
After Jia Hu heard this, he gave his predecessor's father the highest respect. This was a ruthless person.
However, Jia Hu also knew that it was not the time to think about this.
With a sad expression, he said,
"Perhaps this is Father's final destination, to be wrapped in a horse's leather.”
"What about the Tartars?”
Jia Hu calmed down for a while and asked,
"The Tartars set up camp after retreating ten miles.”
Jia San replied,
It seemed that the Tartars were anxious. Half of their rations had been burned, and they had fought to the death last night. The Tartars had not taken the city, and they were still not leaving. They were preparing for a final fight.
"Where is General Zhao?" Jia Hu asked.
"Young Master, General Zhao should be on the western city wall now.”
"Come, take me to him."
Just as he left the mansion, it was bleak outside.
Walking on the road, almost everyone wore white silk on their heads. Looking at the scene in front of him, Jia Hu's heart became even heavier.
In a short while, Jia Hu and his group had arrived at the foot of the city wall.
"Is General Zhao on the city wall?"
Jia Hu asked the guards below the city tower,
"General, General Zhao is commanding the defense deployment above. General, please wait here for a moment. I will report it now."
"Sorry for the trouble!"
Jia Hu cupped his hands and replied,
A moment later, a burly middle-aged man strode down from the city tower.
Before he even got close, he heard the burly man's voice,"
"Nephew Hu, are you feeling better? If something were to happen at the city gate, how would I explain this to Brother Mu?”
Feeling the closeness in his words, Jia Hu hurriedly cupped his hands and bowed,
"Uncle Zhao, Jia Hu is fine.”
Looking at the young man who was taller and stronger than him, Zhao Gan's mind was filled with the image of him and Jia Mu in the army.
After being stunned for a moment, he waved his hand and said,
"This time, my nephew's tone has become better.”
Hearing Zhao Gan's words, Jia Hu was instantly shocked.
He had forgotten that the burly man in front of him was a good friend of his father's in the army and often came to visit him. He also knew the temperament of his predecessor very well. It seemed that he had been too relaxed.
Before Jia Hu could reply, Zhao Gan continued,
"Nephew Hu, I have let you down regarding your father's matter. You should return to the capital tomorrow! I can't let Brother Mu's only bloodline be lost.”
When Jia Hu heard that Zhao Gan was no longer looking into his sudden change in temperament, he quietly heaved a sigh of relief.
What he didn't know was that it wasn't that Zhao Gan didn't pursue the matter anymore. He thought that Jia Hu couldn't accept his father's death.
It was normal for her personality to change overnight.
However, after hearing Zhao Gan's words, Jia Hu said,"
"When nephew left the residence, he saw many commoners wearing white silk on their heads and crying non-stop. My father also died at the hands of the Tartars.”
Jia Hu said many things in one breath.
His words were sonorous and impassioned
Jia Hu wasn't saying this just to brush Zhao Gan off.
It was the scene that Jia Hu had seen on the way to this world.
Jia Hu, who lived in the peaceful era of the 21st century, was greatly agitated. He felt that since he was here, he had to do something!
Besides...
Return to the capital?
Back to the Jia residence?
What was the use of going back now? Was he going to be beheaded?
Before he had a certain level of strength, it was best not to provoke that filthy place, the Jia Residence.
When Zhao Gan heard Jia Hu's words and saw the sincerity in his eyes, he felt gratified.
With a gentle expression, he said,
"Nephew Hu, uncle knows that you have boundless strength and are highly skilled in martial arts. However, no matter what you do in the future, you should think twice before you act. If anything happens to you, I really won't be able to explain it to Brother Mu.”
After Jia Hu heard this, he replied,"I will remember it."
"Nephew, since that's the case, go back and recuperate first. There's a big battle coming up!”
Seeing that Jia Hu had taken his words to heart, Zhao Gan instructed Jia Hu to go back and recuperate.
The great battle was coming.
As the general, he still had many things to do. If it wasn't for Jia Hu, he wouldn't have met anyone.
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