The Three Kingdoms: The Cold Gate World

Chapter 286 The Fate of the Chess Pieces
The next morning, Guo Jia woke up early. The time he fell asleep was always uncertain, sometimes early and sometimes late, but he already had a fixed biological clock when he woke up.

Fingers caressed Xiao Qiao's tender cheeks gently, and Xiao Qiao, who was still asleep, hugged his arm with a look of peace.

The door was gently pushed open, and Diao Chan came in with a washbasin filled with clear water, she tiptoed to the couch, and found Guo Jia in the gauze tent looking at her like greeting in the morning, and smiled.

Carefully pulling his arm out of Xiao Qiao's arms, Guo Jia got out of bed, washed and changed clothes under Diao Chan's meticulous service.

Just as he walked out of the room to have breakfast, Xiao Ren walked over and handed Guo Jia a military report from southern Sichuan.

The [-] Nanman army was defeated, and Meng Huo fled to the south. King Yuejunyi sent someone to be an envoy after returning to Yuejun County, hoping to make an agreement with Guo Jia to formally separate the north and the south.

"All the people sent by Gao Ding will be killed."

Guo Jia's mood is still turbulent.

It is a matter of course for Zhang Yan and others to win the battle in southern Sichuan. If they lose, it will be an anecdote in the world.

As for the Yuejunyi King, Guo Jia couldn't even think of paying attention to it. The clown will be trampled down by his army sooner or later.

After Xiao Ren took orders to leave, Guo Jia stopped, looked at the bright sky, and said, "Zhang Ren, don't let me down."

At the dining table in the lobby of the backyard, the wives and concubines sat around after getting up, and even Cao Xian and Cao Jie obediently waited for Guo Jia to arrive.

Just as Guo Jia stepped into the hall, she turned to Diao Chan and said, "Prepare me two breakfasts, and I'll take them elsewhere."

Then he said to the people in the hall: "I have something to go out, don't worry about me, by the way, Ye'er, you are injured, you can rest in the mansion for a few days, and put your homework aside."

Guo Ye, who is meticulous in his studies, will never slack off due to illness. If Guo Jia doesn't mention it, he really plans to go to Jia Xu's class after dinner.

Carrying the food box, Guo Jia, accompanied by Xiao Yi, went to the prison in the city.

Guo Jia is dressed more casually today, wearing a white robe, without a crown, but wrapping his hair with strips of cloth, looking like a quack scholar.

There are also many kinds of prisons, and different types of prisons hold different prisoners.

The crimes committed by market thugs are at most ordinary prisons, but the crimes committed by Zhu Rong and his party obviously cannot be dealt with lightly. A political prisoner who communicated with foreign enemies.

The light in the dungeon is dim, except for the torches that illuminate it, there is only the morning light from the narrow iron windows on the wall, and the place is filled with a rancid and pungent smell.

In order to prevent prisoners from communicating and planning in private, the cells of this prison are separate rooms.

Guo Jia walked all the way, with the same expression as before, without the slightest expression of disgust or discomfort.

After all, this is a place for prisoners to live, so why not take good care of them with food, drink, and comfort?
Zhu Rong's group of hundreds of men were locked in a cell in threes and fives. As the leader, Zhu Rong was locked in a cell alone.

She hadn't slept all night, her eyes were bloodshot, her spirits were sluggish, and her oblique ponytail was a lot looser. Zhu Rong sat in the corner with her knees hugged. No matter whether she closed her eyes or opened them, Guo Jia's figure appeared in her mind or in front of her eyes. .

"Quick! Kill them!"

"Let's flatten the south, no dog will be left behind!"

Guo Jia seemed to be a nightmare repeatedly appearing in front of her eyes. His wild posture and cold-blooded words kept impacting Zhu Rong's heart.

The door of the cell was opened, and the light reflected into the cell by the iron window above Zhu Rong's head happened to shine on the door.

The bright light shone on Guo Jia's neck, making his face even darker against the background.

When Zhu Rong looked up and saw the person coming, his expression changed, with anger in his eyes, and a hint of ferocity appeared on his beautiful face.

Furious, Zhu Rong threw himself at Guo Jia.

clang clang

The sound of the iron chain hitting echoed, and Zhu Rong was three steps away from Guo Jia, but he was already restrained by the iron chains on his hands and feet.

The ends of the chains on her hands and feet are nailed to the wall, and all she can do is pose with teeth and claws.

Slowly closing the cell door, Guo Jia took a step forward and put down the food box in his hand.

At this time, the narrow light happened to be reflected on Guo Jia's face, clearly showing his gentle expression.

"Guo Jia, if you dare to kill the people in the south, I will never let you go!"

Zhu Rong's mournful scream was extremely ear-piercing, Guo Jia frowned slightly and sighed softly.

In the next second, the softness in Guo Jia's eyes was replaced by a ferocious look.

Guo Jia, who rushed forward suddenly, came to Zhu Rong, grabbed her hands before she could react, and kept rushing forward, pressing her against the wall.

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"Zhu Rong, can't you be quiet?"

It was the first time for Zhu Rong to have such close contact with a man, especially when the man was pressing on her body, her thighs were awkwardly hanging in the air, and her most private part was also attached to the man, and the friction caused by a slight twist would make her feel ashamed and angry Death, and Guo Jia's breath was inevitably passed into her senses, there was no disgusting smell of sweat, only an indescribable light smell.

"You, you want to humiliate me, dreaming!"

No matter how stubborn Zhu Rong was, the trembling of her body had already betrayed her heart.

Guo Jia raised her head slowly, and brushed Zhu Rong's smooth facial skin, Guo Jia said coldly in her ear: "In your eyes, I am a brutal, bloodthirsty, lustful and promiscuous person? Hmph, you think too highly of yourself! "

Suddenly, Guo Jia let go of Zhu Rong, turned around and walked back. Zhu Rong slid off the wall like soft mud.

I thought it was a bolt from the blue, but I didn't expect it to be a bright moon in the sky.

Zhu Rong expected that the defilement would not happen, so he looked at Guo Jia dully.

Holding the food box and walking in front of Zhu Rong, Guo Jia opened the food box, brought out a simple breakfast, and sat down cross-legged.

"Let me tell you first, if you want to vent your anger by overturning this bowl of porridge, then please think about the consequences first."

With two bowls of porridge and four dishes of side dishes, Guo Jia picked up the bowls and chopsticks, and started to eat casually as if eating at home.

He is not afraid of Zhu Rong's attack, and Zhu Rong is definitely not someone who can instantly kill Guo Jia with his force value. Even if Zhu Rong is not bound by iron chains, Guo Jia is not afraid at all. It is easy to subdue her.

After experiencing the scene just now, Zhu Rong clamped his legs and knelt halfway in front of Guo Jia. His brain seemed to have lost his ability to think, and he didn't know how to deal with this sudden situation.

"Are you not hungry or are you afraid that I will poison things? Or do you disdain to eat with me, or is your fragile self-esteem driving you to refuse to accept my charity?"

Guo Jia held the bowl and sneered.

Zhu Rong seemed to wake up suddenly, he picked up the chopsticks hesitantly, staring at Guo Jia, for fear that Guo Jia would suddenly attack her when she was not prepared.

After eating breakfast in peace, Guo Jia still sat cross-legged in front of Zhu Rong after putting the dishes into the food box.

"Now, we can talk."

Guo Jia said softly.

Anger appeared in Zhu Rong's eyes again, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I have nothing to say to you!"

Guo Jia tilted his head and said lightly: "Zhu Rong, you are in my hands. I want to kill you. It's easy to kill you. If I want to humiliate you, you can only let me do whatever I want. How many people do you have in the south? What about your people?" Supporting your family is not a threat to me. Meng Huo's [-] army has been defeated by my generals. Now, whether I will cross the Lushui River and sweep the entire south is up to me. Is it possible? , do you and I have nothing to say?"

What kind of status Zhu Rong will have in the south can be known only by her name. A person who can be named after the god of fire Zhu Rong will never be an ordinary person.

No matter if it was Zhu Rong or Meng Huo, Guo Jia didn't pay much attention to their fame.

These people are nothing more than forces respected by some marginal nations, and compared with the Han people, their gods and kings among them are not worth mentioning.

If it was in the past, Zhu Rong would have scoffed at Guo Jia's words. How could Meng Huo fail so easily when he struggled with an army of [-]?

But after seeing Guo Jia's army yesterday, especially the Tiger Guard's equipment that Zhu Rong couldn't imagine, she firmly believed in Guo Jia's words.

Guo Jia has nothing to deceive her. The man in front of him is absolutely rational and calm, facing threats, beauties, and the weak, he is always in control of the initiative and the direction of the overall situation.

People have to bow their heads under the eaves. No matter how proud Zhu Rong is, he can't make fun of the lives of his people.

Whether to sweep the south is up to Guo Jia.

"Guo Jia, what exactly do you want? My people in the south are all loyal to you, but you deliberately make things difficult for us. We can't beat you in a war, but can we just sit back and wait for you to kill us? You want to drive all the people in the south to a dead end, life and death The power is in your hands, why are you talking nonsense with me? You want to kill people, go ahead, you want to let the southern tribes die, go ahead, you want to kill all the southern tribes, go ahead. But, I I implore you, kill me first, don’t let me watch my homeland being trampled by you, and my relatives die before my eyes..."

Zhu Rong, who was half kneeling, suddenly bowed and fell on the ground, weeping bitterly, his trembling body seemed helpless and humble.

In the dark cell, Zhu Rong wept heartbrokenly in front of Guo Jia. Guo Jia closed his eyes, stretched out his hand and gently stroked Zhu Rong's head.

"The saddest fate in the world is a pawn being used without realizing it."

(End of this chapter)