Rebirth: The Journey of an Heiress novel Chapter 784

Chapter 784: Chapter 781: Strong Contradiction_1

Once, in his youth, Zhao Sheng went on expeditions with his grandfather and father. He had seen the Bai family’s army.

The soldiers of the Bai family had an unmistakable sharpness about them, something he couldn’t find in other Jin Kingdom armies. It made them easily identifiable.

"Let’s go!" Zhao Sheng said.

Zhao Ran led Zhao Sheng, half-soaked, out of the dark and cold dungeon. As they passed the cells, the captured Daliang commanders spotted Zhao Ran and crowded to the gates, shouting General Zhao’s name.

But Zhao Sheng, facing death with equanimity, did not turn his head. He guessed... that the Princess of Zhen might interrogate him using the same methods his grandfather once employed against the Bai family army. He expected something similar to what his brother had faced.

However, much to Zhao Sheng’s surprise, he was not brought to a blood-smelling interrogation room. Instead, he was taken to the barracks at Qingxi Mountain Pass, the very place he had recently recaptured.

The supposedly dying Princess of Zhen, Bai Qingyan, was kneeling at his desk, holding an oil lamp and carefully examining the maps he had stored in his chest.

Zhao Ran entered first to report that Zhao Sheng had arrived. He also informed Bai Qingyan, "Last night was a fierce battle. All the defeated Daliang soldiers have eaten the sent biscuits without leaving any crumbs. Yet Zhao Sheng here, has not touched a single one."

Bai Qingyan nodded, set down the oil lamp, and asked Zhao Ran to bring in Zhao Sheng.

After a night’s battle, the exhausted Zhao Sheng looked disheveled, with bloodshot eyes and a stubbly beard. In contrast, Bai Qingyan had changed into clean clothes. Although his eyes were also red-rimmed, his fair and snow-like face made the dark circles under his eyes more prominent. But Bai Qingyan showed no sign of disarray. With a straight back, his demeanor was calm and elegant.

Seeing Zhao Sheng enter, Bai Qingyan lifted a teapot from the red clay stove and poured him a cup of tea. "General Zhao, please."

Zhao Sheng walked over, knelt opposite Bai Qingyan across a desk, and his gaze swept over the meticulously marked maps. His palms tightened.

The Jin Army’s sudden city assault had left him no time to destroy these.

However, these maps were not of much consequence. They were merely maps of Daliang, Jin Kingdom, Xiliang, Wei Kingdom, Rong, and Yan, marking the important passes of each country.

"I wonder what the Princess of Zhen wishes to ask?" Zhao Sheng stared intently at Bai Qingyan. Despite his disheveled state, he remained proud like a fallen king.

"I would like to ask General Zhao for a favor..." Bai Qingyan folded the map and set it aside, meeting Zhao Sheng’s eyes and speaking gently. "Some of the Daliang soldiers in the treatment center have contracted a plague and refuse treatment. They are resolved to die for their country. I hope General Zhao could persuade them to take the medication."

Zhao Sheng was taken aback. Since the onset of the plague in Jin Kingdom and Daliang, the price of medicinal herbs had skyrocketed. Would Jin Kingdom really use such herbs on Daliang’s captured soldiers?