Hu Peng smiled ambiguously and said, "Hey, Second Master, if you talk with your eyes closed, it would be boring. Who doesn't know that our eldest brother and Yang Yiyi are the most talkative now?"
What Zhao Changyuan did at that time really puzzled many people. Almost everyone thought that he was caused by a man's pride and jealousy, and the evil young man thought so too at first. However, a few days later, Zhao Changyuan rushed in with his troops without hesitation.
The Pan family "caught the adulterer", which greatly surprised the evil young man. If it was really for the sake of face and self-esteem, no one would make things so ugly.
Until the day when the evil young man killed Li Fengyan on Longmen Mountain, the government officials blocked Zhao Changyuan and his wife at the foot of the mountain, wanting to investigate him for secretly leading troops to raid the Pan Mansion.
"Madam, I know I was wrong. Can you...wait for me?" His expression and eyes when he spoke were clearly seen by the evil young man who was hiding in the dark. The evil young man had never studied psychology, let alone studied it in depth.
He had a love affair between a man and a woman. But he was also moved by Zhao Changyuan's true feelings at that time. This noble man abandoned his sense of superiority and his noble identity, ignored the eyes of the onlookers around him, and ignored the disasters he might face.
He gave his heart and future to a woman so innocently and calmly, asking for her acceptance.
In the eyes of most men, this is a kind of behavior that is worthless, faceless, vulgar and cowardly. But the evil young man is not among these most men. In his view, this man only knows how to obey his father and only obey the emperor.
A good young man who obeys his destiny actually has such a down-to-earth and cute side. "It seems that I have to get to know this person again."
As one incident after another added fuel to the fire, the friendship between Zhao Changyuan and Pan Aishao became stronger and stronger. As a bystander, Aishao watched Zhao Changyuan and his wife go all the way to the present, and Zhao wanted to worry about them.
But today, as the only witness in this vast sea of sand, his mood can no longer be described with words such as worry and anxiety.
In just an instant, two living people disappeared from his eyes and were swallowed up in the violent waves.
This was not the fact that shocked him the most. What shocked him the most was witnessing a flesh and blood body that could go to such lengths for the sake of another person. It was really like a flying goose (moth) flying into the fire.
How could it be a shame to burn one's body?
He himself is by no means greedy for life and afraid of death, and he is equally sincere towards his wife. But he asked himself, if he encountered the same situation, he did not dare to say that he would be able to do it without hesitation or blinking an eyelid like Zhao Changyuan.
After all, they are flesh and blood, after all, ants still live in vain, after all, the fear of death is human nature...
Time passed by, and the evil young man stared blankly at the sea of sand in front of him. He watched the waves of sand rolling past the place where Gong Yueyue and Zhao Changyuan disappeared, washing away their hope of survival again and again.
"Big White Goose...Gong Yueyue...are you...still alive?" His voice trembled, and his eyes were blurry. His friends and confidants, the two people he admires most in his life, have continued like this, one after another.
This disappeared on the horizon.
The feeling of sadness went from the chest all the way to the throat. Damn it, the man didn't shed tears easily. The evil young man leaned on the corner of the turret and cried uncontrollably. The wind and sand still blew by his ears mercilessly, bringing him sadness.
The sobs floated in the night sky.
Just when Pan Jingyuan was weeping and sobbing, a huge sand cloud suddenly burst out from the turbulent sand waves like a magma eruption. He stopped his sorrow and looked over blankly, only to see that the sand cloud was quickly blown away by the wind.
They dispersed, but a tall figure jumped out from it, with a person under his arm, and flew towards him.
This figure was all too familiar to Pan Jingyuan. He quickly reached out his hand and pulled them up to the turret when the person approached. "Big white goose..." Before the person could grasp it firmly, he couldn't control his sadness.
With intense emotions alternating between joy and joy, he hugged Zhao Changyuan and cried with joy.
Zhao Changyuan and Gong Yueyue had a mouthful of sand at this time. They were so frightened by the evil young man that they almost missed it and fell down. They quickly hugged Gong Jia tightly and spit out the sand in their noses and mouths again and again.
After all, after holding it in the sand for a long time, Gong Yueyue panted for a long time before she managed to catch her breath. Looking at it in a daze, the evil young man was actually holding Zhao Changyuan's shoulders and crying non-stop, and Zhao Changyuan was also exhausted.
, hugging Heng Gong and clinging to life... She shouted at the top of her lungs: "Young man, please let go of my husband! Take my place."
The evil young man was suddenly shocked to realize how embarrassed and embarrassed he was. How could he cry like this in front of this woman? Will he still have a way to survive in the future? Thinking of this, he let go and jumped up, climbing to the highest observation point.
tower.
Zhao Changyuan finally regained his breath and reached out to pull Gong Yueyue into his arms.
"I thought I would never see you again... Wuwuwu..." As soon as Gong Yueyue leaned on his chest, she couldn't help but burst into tears.
Zhao Changyuan actually laughed. It is always a joy to find something lost. He gently stroked her back with the hand that was holding her, and comforted her: "I'm here, it's okay. It's my fault, I shouldn't have left you behind."
The two of them sat on the turret like geckos for a long time, then cleaned the dust on each other's faces and hair. Only then did they remember that there was another person above their heads.
Gong Yueyue quickly kissed his chapped lips and said, "Go up, it's very dangerous here." She completely lost confidence in this shoddy project.
With Zhao Changyuan's foot skills, the two of them quickly climbed up to the observation deck. This small space was only enough for three people to stand. If there was one more person, there would be a risk of falling.
"Are you okay?" The evil young man's eyes were swollen from crying, but now he was smiling shamelessly.
"It's okay, but I almost burped." Gong Yueyue replied with lingering fear.
The evil young man suddenly thought of another companion: "Where is He Yong?"
Zhao Changyuan was busy tying Gong Yueyue's hair. Hearing his question, he subconsciously looked at him and whispered: "He is also very safe, don't worry."
The evil young man nodded: "Hmm. Huh?" I always felt something was wrong... "I'm relieved? What kind of care should I take?"
Although Pan Jingyuan is not as good as Zhao Changyuan in the military field, his martial arts experience is many times stronger than that of his opponent. Coupled with his super high EQ and IQ, overall, his overall quality is not inferior to that of Zhao Changyuan.
Gong Yueyue's advantages and disadvantages are very obvious. In terms of vision, except for Liu Yi, no one in the world is better than her. But she can also be regarded as a transfer student of this era. In terms of her understanding and adaptability to this era,
, she is probably only at the level of a toddler.
As the saying goes, three cobblers are better than Zhuge Liang. What's more, these three people are far more useful than the cobblers. So they quickly entered the state and turned this small observation tower into a small military conference base.
First, the three people talked to each other and sorted out the current situation.
Zhao Changyuan hugged Gong Yueyue, rubbing her arms to keep her warm, and said: "Our most important purpose this time is to help the Mingjiao people and the surrounding villagers escape safely. But the ultimate goal is to force them to retreat.
The Liao army made it impossible for them to gain a foothold anywhere near Yumen Pass, so neither the Mingjiao pagoda nor the cottages could be left to the Liao army."
The evil young man looked at the churning sand waves under the night sky and asked the key point: "But the biggest question now is, how can a few of us defeat an army of tens of thousands?"
Zhao Changyuan didn't answer, he was lost in thought, and it was obvious that he had not yet come up with an answer that satisfied him.
Gong Yueyue sometimes hid her face in her husband's robe to keep warm and sheltered from the wind, and sometimes poked her head out to look at their expressions. Suddenly she asked: "My lord, why can't you tell the emperor's uncle the seriousness of the matter and ask him to agree?"
Are you going to send troops?"
"Actually, before I set off, I had already sent people to rush to the capital to deliver the memorial to the palace. It would take several days to come back and forth. If the King of Tufan is willing to switch and let go, then everything will be easy. Otherwise, your second brother
We have a battle to fight with Tubo first." Zhao Changyuan put his chin on the top of her head and spoke calmly, his trembling Adam's apple tickling her scalp.
She clarified her thoughts and said: "In other words, if the situation develops for the best, we only need to delay for a few days and wait for Song Bing to be released into the desert. If we think of the worst, it will be the emperor's death."
You are not allowed to use troops."
"You can say that." He smiled and kissed the top of her head. This smart wife knows everything.
She thought for a while, then simply got out of his robe, turned around to face him, and said seriously: "In my opinion, we must not put our hope in reinforcements."
"Why do you say that?" The evil young man already had the truth in his mind, but he just wanted to hear her side of the story.
She leaned on the corner of the observation deck, looked at the toes of her damaged shoes, and slowly explained her reasons: "The King of Tufan will never let him go, and this doesn't make sense. Even if we are the United States, we can't just fly fighter jets."
Come to Russia and I'll blow it up for you in minutes."
The evil young man was confused when he heard this: "What are you talking about?"
She raised her head and looked at the bad boy, and explained seriously: "What I mean is that this is a sovereignty issue, which is too sensitive. Let's not have too much hope. And my husband-in-law also said that the Tufan King will guard most of his troops at Yumen Pass.
Nearby, this caused the Liao army to easily break in from the east. What does this mean? It means that the Song army is what the Tufan King is most wary of and afraid of. If my second brother really fights against them, it will not be a matter of a day or two.
"
The evil young man raised his brows and nodded in admiration: "That makes sense, female Zhuge." The expression seemed to be joking, but in fact it was a heartfelt agreement.
Zhao Changyuan saw that she was being shaken by the wind and quickly pulled her to his side, leaning against him in his arms: "Madam, I understand what you said."
"I understand you still..." This time it was her turn to be confused.
"Even if there is no hope at all, I will still arrange it this way." Zhao Changyuan said.
"Building momentum." The evil young man smiled and told him the answer. (To be continued)