"That's a fucking thing, thank you!"

In the courtyard, Qiao Niang, who was holding a dustpan to wash rice, heard the complaining man beat his chest and stamping his feet in the courtyard, and saw the husband laughing at her, and shyly drooping his face, and ran into the straw shed as if he ran away, and started supper with his aunt Wang Jinqiu.

In the courtyard.

Geng Qing withdrew his gaze, smiled and patted the crazy Zhang Huaiyi, and stopped him on his shoulder and walked towards the walnut tree.

"That's how scared you just? Just follow and gather the Shence Army. For example, you have a qualification to become an advanced person. Don't you want to be a general and run on the battlefield?"

"Gather a fart."

Zhang Huaiyi looked at the smiling young man, broke away from the other party's hand that was placed on his shoulder, sat on the stone bench under the tree, poured warm water and gestured quickly with both hands.

"I don't know what kind of virtue I have. When I arrived on the battlefield, I didn't scare my pants. I've been a general who has been through a long battle and is still very good. I'm like Zhang Chengfan, the former general of Tongguan, who is in the name of a fleeing general. I'm sorry that you came up with this matter, I don't care. The solution is that you mentioned to Your Majesty, and you have to help me."

He spoke very fast, and the spits splashed out from the opening and closing of his mouth. Geng Qing waved his hand, covered it up, sat next to him, shook his head and smiled, "No, the sage order has been sent, and it is difficult to take it back. You have to go there even if you pretend to be sick or dead, you may even carry you away."

Perhaps Geng Qing saw through his little thoughts about his other way, Zhang Huaiyi was immediately deflated and became depressed.

Geng Qing smiled and poured a cup of warm water. Looking into the vision of the courtyard, the little fox shook his tail and followed Qiao Niang, watching the flames burning out the stove. Dou Wei opened his mouth and squatted out, roaring at the water cup, and the water stains splashed out, and was still a little dissatisfied. At the gate of the courtyard in the distance, a carriage came back, took off the white Yunxiang from the winter clothes, and showed a proud figure again. He twisted his slender waist and stepped on the lotus steps into the threshold. He glanced charmingly at the young man under the tree, opened his red lips and stuttered, and smiled as provocatively, dragged his skirt and went up the stairs.

"Hey, where are you looking, I'm still waiting for you to come!"

Zhang Huaiyi looked at the woman who was upstairs, then looked at Geng Qing, who was looking at the attic next to him. He was so angry that he wanted to hit him with his hand. He glanced at the scholar sitting under the eaves reading, and the cold figure interspersed with needles. He raised his hand and turned it over, put it on the back of his head and scratched it, and quickly urged, "I'll leave if I don't say it."

As he said that, he was about to get up. Geng Qing, who was beside him, turned his eyes and shouted: "Sit down!"

"Why!"

As soon as he left the stone bench, he immediately sat back. Zhang Huaiyi put his legs together and put his hands on his knees obediently. He realized that something was wrong.

"Mr. Geng is so powerful..."

"Do you still listen?"

"listen!"

Geng Qing 'cut'ed, sorted out his clues, and continued to follow the previous words.

"The Holy Destiny cannot be taken back, so I can only find a way to save my life on the battlefield. However, since I just borrowed the name of your father, even if I go to the battlefield, I will not let you go too far. However, Zheng Ting, the governor of Fengxiang, may be gathering these Shen Ce troops. If you see that something is wrong, run back immediately and save your life first!"

"I will do it if you don't tell me."

Zhang Huaiyi "cut" into Geng Qing's expression just now, waved his hand and stood up and left, "I won't say anything, go and have more fun while there is still time. Brother Geng, do you want to go and have a good time together?"

"I won't go."

Here, Geng Qing sent him to the door and watched the carriage leave. If it weren't for the fact that the family could not live without people, he would have gotten on this matter himself, so how could this young master be the turn?

In the following time, in addition to killing a group of scholars who were rude and insulting Huang Chao, Chang'an still showed a lively and stable atmosphere. In March, the quiet movements in the court gradually became louder, with troops, food and fodder, and civilians mobilized one by one, and even the prisoners who were imprisoned in Dali Temple were recruited into the team.

On the fifth day of March, the army had gathered outside the city. Generals who had received the ceremony stepped on the Malaysian horse and led the guards out of the imperial city and separated the streets along the streets to the east and west gates. Zhang Huaiyi, dressed in military uniforms and a solemn face, was also inside, and waved to the people watching the fun on both sides from time to time.

Two groups of troops were sent to the west, and they resisted the Fengxiang army that came first. They were led by Shangrang and Wang Bo, and to the east, they were ordered by Zhu Wen to attack Dengzhou.

Zhang Huaiyi rode on the horse he prepared from home, looked at the backs of the two generals in front of him, and hurriedly stepped forward and clasped his fists, and talked and laughed at each other. Then he felt a little relieved. After all, the war was about to begin soon, and his life was tied to the two of them.

The troops going out gradually went away from the streets, watching and watching the fun of the city, the people in the city dispersed in groups of three or three. Geng Qing also returned to the carriage and asked Dachun to go to the large mansion that the consultant Fu sent him.

"I've been busy during this period and haven't asked much about it. I wonder if Princess Guangde and my 'women' are having fun."

The soft joke relieved the gradually tense nerves and spread it outside, making Dachun laugh. They were both from the same village. They never thought that Dazhu could reach today. By the beginning of last year, both of them were still in Feihu County. In the blink of an eye, their identities changed, just like dreaming.

"The people in the village never dreamed that Dazhu ate every day. There were so many people he met, even the wives, and I don't know what his expression would be."

Thinking of the beauty, Dachun blew his whip and drove the carriage through the streets and alleys. After half an hour, he stopped in Guangdefang.

Geng Qing got out of the carriage and knocked on the icing red door. After a moment, a crisp woman inside asked, "Who?"

"Open the door and give it warmth."

This is the code that Geng Qing made with the women inside. If someone else knocked on the door, it would probably not be opened and he could only speak through the gate of the courtyard.

Opposite, the door slowly opened a gap. A beautiful eye inside saw Geng Qing outside, and shouted in embarrassment: "Husband."

Then the door was opened and the young man was allowed to enter, and then slowly closed it.

Outside the closed Qihong gate, there was a pair of eyes watching in the corner. The figure crouched for a long time. After a long time, the courtyard gate opened again. Seeing several women sending Geng Qing out and standing at the door to say goodbye to him, the man grinned. When the carriage left, he stood up and entered the nearby dark alley.

Where the figure quickly left, above the courtyard wall, a figure stood with a sword in his hands behind his back. He watched the other person walk through the streets and alleys, snorted coldly between his mouth and nose, lowered the wall, walked to the direction where the carriage left, turned over the street intersection in front, and the carriage that left was waiting there.

After getting into the car, Qin Huaimian put down his sword and drank a sip of water.

"Sure enough, someone is staring at you, seeing that you don't care, you already know who it is?"

Geng Qing swung the clear water in the cup and curled the corner of his mouth like a fox.

"You still need to guess? I have too few enemies..."

.........

The figure who ran through the market hurriedly walked into the side door with the "Cui Mansion" hanging, and whispered to the manager's whisper. He was then led around the eaves and water pavilions to a loft in the atrium. Cui Yu was standing at the desk, writing a good handwriting, and blowing away the undried ink. The manager of the mansion had brought people over.

"The master's family, the sixth son is back."

"What's wrong?" Cui Yan didn't look at the two people who entered the threshold, but just outlined and polished the words in the shortcomings, "What did Geng Qing find on him?"

"Qi, my husband!"

The thin man with a sharp mouth called Liuzi did not dare to show his usual slutty smile, and bowed respectfully: "I have been following me for a few days. He has lived in simplicity, has regular schedules, and has made many friends. He has not acted like to get out of the house. But today, I discovered that the man actually kept a lot of outdoor rooms outside."

Cui Yan stopped writing and frowned.

"Better?"

"It's just a lot..." The man racked his brains to think, and continued, "...Looking at the women's behavior and expressions, they are very different from ordinary women. I wonder if this is a handle?"

These days, men with status and wealthy wives and concubines are all there, and Cui Yu has several concubines. If he hadn't been in a bad state as good as when he was young, he would have to take a few more young and beautiful rooms in.

Hearing the sixth son say this, he waved his robe suddenly, glanced at the other party, and scolded him loudly: "Get out."

"......Cui Xiang, wait."

The thin man who was pushed by the housekeeper suddenly remembered something while raising the door frame and shouted to the angry prime minister behind the desk: "Cui Xiang, I remembered it. There is a familiar face in the woman who sent Geng Qing out. She seems to be... Princess Guangde!"

Cui Yu, who was about to drive away, lowered his hand and turned his face slightly. The swaying candlelight reflected on his face, flickering and dark, remembering something.

‘It would not be abrupt to let Princess Guangde live with those women unless...the group of women were the concubines who escaped from the palace before!’

Thinking of this possibility, he smiled even more.

'Geng Qing, Geng Qing, even if you are good at doing good, it will be easy to explain to Your Majesty now.'
Chapter completed!