Zhang Fei is no longer able to do it?

Tao Shang's expression changed, and suddenly remembered that Zhang Fei and Gao Changgong had fought against him before, but he was defeated. Although he saved his life, he was seriously injured. He even had a hole in his waist and fainted as soon as he left the battlefield.

The Taoist merchant was busy chasing Liu Bei and could only ignore Zhang Fei for the time being. Now, after Hong Fu reminded him, he suddenly remembered.

"Let's go and have a look!" The pottery went down to the city without thinking too much.

Hongfu wiped away the tears in the corners of his eyes, and hurriedly followed Tao Shang and headed straight for the military tent.

When he entered the military tent, the pottery saw Zhang Fei lying on the couch, covered in blood and in great pain.

"I pay homage to you... Your Majesty." Zhang Fei was already in pain and had to pretend to be tough. When he saw the Taoist merchant coming in, he forced himself to get up to salute him.

"Yide doesn't have to be too polite, lie down quickly." The Tao merchant hurriedly stepped forward a few steps and pressed him down.

Zhang Fei lay on the couch, with cold sweat rolling on his black face, but smiled bitterly and said with a self-deprecating smile: "I didn't expect that I had just surrendered to Your Majesty for a few days. Before I could make a contribution to Your Majesty, I would die at the hands of an unknown person. This may be God's punishment for me."

"What God's punishment, I am God!" Tao Shang said seriously: "You don't have to be discouraged. If I don't let you die, you will definitely not die. Come, please send Bian Que to come."

As soon as the Taoist merchant's order was passed down, Zhang Fei coughed heavily and vomited several mouthfuls of blood.

Hongfu was both heartbroken and worried, so he rushed over and leaned in front of Zhang Fei's sick body, wiping blood and crying secretly.

After Zhang Fei coughed for a while, his breath recovered a little, and he gasped and said, "Your Majesty, I am afraid that the deadline is coming. I have a reluctant request, and I will ask Your Majesty to be approved."

"Tell me, as long as I can do it, I will definitely be merciful." Tao Shang knew that he didn't know Bian Que's strength and thought he would definitely die, so he was so discouraged. He was ready to give an explanation before his death, so he simply cooperated with him for a while.

"Hongfu..." Zhang Fei raised his hand tremblingly and looked at his daughter, which meant that he wanted her to put his hand in his hand.

Tears filled Hongfu's eyes with bright tears, and he hurriedly reached out and placed it in the palm of his father's hand.

Then, just when the pottery thought that Zhang Fei wanted to explain something to Hongfu, Zhang Fei unexpectedly suddenly grabbed his hand.

Which one is this?

Before the pottery could react, Zhang Fei grabbed Hongfu's hand and put it in his hand.

The moment when the hands and hands touched each other, Hong Fu's body trembled, her face suddenly became dizzy, and she looked at her father with a shocked look, not knowing what it meant.

But she didn't pull her hands, and just let her simple hands be grabbed in the palm of the pottery.

"Yide, are you?" Tao Shang naturally would not be shy, but was surprised.

Zhang Fei gasped and said, "I have no relatives in this world, only such a daughter. After I leave, I am afraid that she will be alone in this world and no one will take care of me. So I want to entrust Hongfu with the rest of his life before leaving, and I will entrust Hongfu with his majesty's happiness, and beg your majesty to beg for your majesty."

"Father-in-Law..." Hongfu shouted softly, and his pretty face suddenly turned red with shame.

The Tao Shang was really surprised, holding Zhang Chuchen's soft hand in his hand, and looked at Zhang Fei in surprise, "Yide, what do you mean?"

"Your Majesty is wise and wise, so smart. Don't you understand what I mean?" Zhang Fei asked in a panting.

Tao Shang was stunned at first, looked down at the crispy hand in his hand, looked up and looked at the owner of the crispy hand. His face, which was blushing and blushing, suddenly realized.

The last words that he wanted to love Zhang Fei to betroth his daughter to himself and let him take Hongfu as his concubine.

This is just the right thing to think...

Hongfu has a divine talent like "speed healing". With this talent, he can heal the wound in a short time. Although he cannot live forever, he also has an "immortal body" at a specific time.

Tao Shang naturally had a determination to win such a god-like talent. After he surrendered Hongfu, he was brewing how to completely conquer Hongfu's heart and make her willingly marry herself.

However, Hongfu has not long been around for a while and has not had enough time to spend with him, the pottery merchant is thinking about what reasonable excuses to keep Hongfu with him after this battle to cultivate the relationship between the two.

However, he didn't expect that as soon as he was sleepy, Zhang Fei sent a pillow in time, and actually entrusted the orphan to marry his daughter to him on his deathbed.

This is a big pie falling from the sky!

"No problem, I have accepted your daughter!" Tao Shang opened his mouth and wanted to answer like this, but he swallowed it back.

Zhang Fei was about to die, and was entrusting his responsibilities at the end of his life. He agreed happily, and seemed to be a little unremittingly playing cards, giving people the illusion that he wanted Zhang Fei to hurry up and reject his daughter for himself.

After his thoughts changed, the pottery had to suppress the appreciation. His eyebrows frowned and hesitated for a moment.

Seeing that Tao Shang did not nod, Zhang Fei thought he was unwilling to do so, so he coughed anxiously on the spot and gasped and begged: "Your Majesty, this is my only wish. I beg Your Majesty to beg me for the sake of being a dying person, so I must approve my request, Your Majesty."

The Taoist merchant looked at Zhang Fei, then Hongfu, not knowing how to answer.

Zhang Fei was begging there, looking anxious, as if he couldn't rest in peace if the Taoist merchant refused to agree.

Hongfu, who was kneeling beside him, was both shy and sad. Seeing his father begging for him, he felt very uncomfortable.

After hesitating for a while, Hongfu gritted his teeth, knelt in front of the Tao Shang with a red face, blushed and begged: "Although Hongfu looks ugly, he is willing to be a cow and horse for His Majesty and serve His Majesty. I hope His Majesty will accept the request of his father and commander so that he can rest assured."

This scene surprised the pottery so much that he had nothing to say.

Zhang Fei's daughter, the general's tiger girl, now kneels in front of him, begging him to take her as a concubine!

That kind of sense of accomplishment and that kind of conquest cannot be described in words.

"The father and daughter are really considerate. I want to sleep here. As my son, I quickly send me a pillow, and as my daughter, I ask to warm the bed directly. If I pretend to be distorted, wouldn't it be as hypocritical as a big-eared thief..."

Thinking of this, the pottery merchant was no longer pretentious. He hurriedly reached out and helped Hongfu up and sighed: "Miss Zhang, you are so humble. If you are ugly, no woman in this world dares to call herself a beauty. It is my blessing to have a confidante like you. I promised to be invited by the Lord."

"Thank you for your eyes." Hong Fu breathed a sigh of relief, Yingying bowed down, and was praised by the pottery merchant so much, and a hint of secret joy appeared on the corner of her mouth.

However, when he thought of his father's life in danger, the trace of joy in Hongfu's heart disappeared, and another shadow appeared on his face.

Zhang Fei on the couch saw the pottery agree, but was so happy that he almost struggled to get up from the couch and thanked the pottery, but the pottery was finally pressed down.

"With Hongfu's arrival, I can go with peace of mind." Zhang Fei lay there and sighed, looking as if he had a wish and was ready to die at any time.

Just then, the curtain was lifted up, and Bian Que hurried into the room with his medicine box.

The Taoist merchant pulled Hongfu back out of the tent and asked Bian Que to concentrate on treating Zhang Fei.

Time passed minute by minute, and half an hour passed in a blink of an eye, but there was still no movement inside.

The Tao merchant stood with his hands behind his back, standing outside calmly, looking up at the sky and the stars, as if he didn't care about Zhang Fei's injuries at all.

Hongfu paved back and forth anxiously, as if he was worried that Zhang Fei would die at any time.

"Miss Zhang, don't worry too much. Bian Que is my number one miracle doctor in the Wei Dynasty. I can guarantee that Ling Zun is absolutely right." Tao Shang comforted her.

"Really, but the father-in-chief was so seriously injured? Can it be cured?" Hong Fu was half-believing and half-doubted. Obviously, as a Han Chinese, she had never seen the magic of Bian Que's medical skills.

Before he finished speaking, Bian Que had already walked out of the tent and bowed: "Your Majesty, General Zhang is indeed seriously injured, but after some efforts, he finally saved his life. It only takes three or five months to rest before he can fully recover."

"Really, my father can really live?" Hongfu was extremely surprised and excited, unable to believe his ears.

Bian Que smiled confidently and nodded to her.

Tao Shang also smiled and said, "How is it, I'm not wrong. With my No. 1 miracle doctor in the Wei Dynasty, your father will definitely not die."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, thank you so much!" Hong Fu was ecstatic and jumped up, hugged Tao Shang's neck, hugged him and kissed him hard.

(Before the New Year, Yan Zi finally got another chapter. I wish you a happy New Year again.)
Chapter completed!