Chapter 111: Mr. Jiulang and Ah Ci are the best match
Chapter 111 Jiulangjun and Aci are the best match
Wu Zheng returned to his tent dejectedly.
Seeing his wilted look, Qin Xiao asked, "Do you understand?"
"Yes." Wu Zheng nodded, "The general said it was to get rid of my knot in my heart."
"You don't believe me when I say that's true. She said it herself. Why are you still so discouraged?" Qin Xiao was puzzled.
Wu Zheng stretched out his hand and tugged at the quilt folded on the bed: "Just because I am her subordinate? Why bother so much? Do you know how dangerous last night was? Yuan Duo ambushed nearly a hundred people in Hualou, and none of them were
Even with my strength, I can deal with four or five people. She killed the enemy while protecting me..."
Qin Xiao frowned when he heard this: "Do you think she shouldn't take you on adventure just because of this?"
Wu Zheng nodded like garlic.
Vaguely understanding what Wu Zheng was thinking, Qin Xiao was a little in disbelief, so he said: "You think she is doing it for some reason, for example..."
"For example, you are interested in me!" Wu Zheng followed Qin Xiao's words and revealed the struggling thoughts in his heart.
The corners of Qin Xiao's lips twitched, and he looked him up and down. When he saw Wu Zheng's firm look, he reminded him with great difficulty: "Let me remind you, her fiancé is Mr. Ying."
It's a pity that Qin Xiao, a handsome man, doesn't have a bronze mirror, otherwise he would really want to leave it to Wu Zheng and let him take a look at himself!
Wu Zheng has thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a handsome face. He is a high-spirited young man, but standing with Ying Wuchen, just as they respectfully call Ying Wuchen Mr., they are not much different in age, and their magnanimity, knowledge, and demeanor are undoubtedly the same.
A world of difference.
Where did he get the confidence to think that Jun Ci would like him if he had such a precious fiancé?
Wu Zheng's face turned red, but he argued forcefully: "Mr. Ying is a weak scholar, and she is a strong military general. How can they fall in love with each other? She is a sassy girl, how can she adapt to Mr. Ying's orderly behavior?"
Qin Xiao's dark eyes stared at Wu Zheng quietly, his gaze was a bit sharp, as if he wanted to see through Wu Zheng: "You, are you interested in her?"
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Wu Zheng was like a little beast whose tail had been stepped on. He just didn't jump up and yelled at the top of his voice, "How could I be happy with such an overbearing and authoritarian girl! I, I'm just afraid that she will treat me badly.
Intentional!"
Qin Xiao didn't believe it, but he had to remind her seriously: "It's best if you don't have such thoughts, she... is not someone you and I can match."
Qin Xiao did feel a little uncomfortable about Jun Ci being a daughter and being younger than himself, becoming the commander of the Central Guard Army. This awkwardness came from the thousands of years of traditional influence of men taking charge inside and women taking over outside. It did not mean that Qin Xiao would
Therefore, he denies Jun Ci's ability.
They are similar in age, and in terms of ability, Jun Ci and Ying Wuchen are obviously not in the same class as them.
Ying Wuchen was indeed a weak scholar, but he was familiar with the art of war, and his lectures on ancient times were lively and interesting. He was also able to master marching and fighting with ease.
In Qin Xiao's view, Jun Ci and Ying Wuchen were an indescribable match. They were equally magnificent figures. They could compete with the sun and the moon. Maybe their culture and martial arts complemented each other perfectly.
Although Jun Ci mingled among men, she never put on airs, but she gave everyone a sense of distance. In front of Ying Wuchen, she was completely different. When she treated Ying Wuchen, she was obviously wanton and more genuine.
Wu Zheng did not refute Qin Xiao's words. He just sat there in rare silence.
Jun Ci naturally couldn't guess what the young man was thinking, but Wu Zheng left Jun Ci's tent and was seen by Ying Wuchen who was coming. He stepped into the tent, swept his quiet black eyes, and looked for himself.
Take a seat.
Jun Ci glanced at him indifferently, lowered his head and continued working at his desk.
Ying Wuchen did not say anything to disturb her, but took a book and read it.
There was silence between the two of them, as if they had completely forgotten themselves for a moment, not knowing that there was someone else beside them, which was exceptionally harmonious.
Until Gao Yi's voice sounded outside: "General, there is a man outside asking to see the general."
"Who is it?" Jun Ci put down his pen and walked down.
Gao Yi replied: "He calls himself Wu and he is a blacksmith."
Jun Ci was a little surprised: "Bring people in."
Gao Yi had just stepped back when Ying Wuchen had already walked up to Jun Ci and handed Jun Ci a gun that was only as thick as a chopstick.
Jun Ci was a little confused. He held it in his hand and played with it. He keenly discovered that there was a mechanism at the joint of the head. She stretched out her hand to twist it, but Ying Wuchen held her hand. Ying Wuchen turned the small gun sideways and held it horizontally.
In front of Jun Ci, he let go of his hand, indicating that she could twist it.
Glancing at Ying Wuchen, Jun Ci twisted his heart slightly with a little expectation, and found that the mechanism actually had two ends. The blade at the lower end opened, and the slender needle flew out and sank into the stakes supporting the tent.
A steel ball the size of a fish ball flew out of the head, bounced on the desk, split instantly, and thin smoke filled the air.
Jun Ci immediately pulled off his clothes and threw them over to cover them, and pulled Ying Wuchen to go out.
But Ying Wuchen pulled him back with a smile: "It's not poison, it's fragrance."
A faint crisp breath drifted away, which was very similar to the breath of snow on the pine trees on Ying Wuchen's body.
"You just want me to taste this thing?" Jun Ci didn't understand Ying Wuchen's intention. He lowered his head and looked at the thing that had been activated and changed beyond recognition. "It is so exquisite that I have never seen it before."
"This thing came from the hands of someone who came to find you." Ying Wuchen took it back from Jun Ci's hand, and with a few twists of his white fingertips, he put back the small gun that looked like a child's plaything.
Just at this time, Gao Yi brought Blacksmith Wu. He was not yet in his forties. Although he looked crazy when he saw him yesterday, he was not as embarrassed and depressed as he was now. He was as depressed as those eyes that were once filled with hatred.
It was as quiet as dead water, and a little bit of gray hair was flying on the temples.
As soon as he entered the tent, Wu Tiejiang didn't seem to see that Ying Wuchen was still there. He made a plop, knelt on his knees in front of Jun Ci, and kowtowed three times with rapid movements.
"What are you doing? Get up and talk." Jun Ci actually had some guesses about his purpose.
"General!" Blacksmith Wu's voice was hoarse, but he seemed to have exhausted all his strength, "The general said that day, if the people under your command harm the villain's daughter, the general will catch them personally and let me skin them alive!
"
"I did say this." Jun Ci did not deny it, "but you should know that it was not someone under my command who harmed your wife."
"The villain knows." Wu Tiejiang's eyes were bloodshot and covered with a layer of restrained water. "The villain begs the general to give my daughter justice. If the villain can be killed, the villain will serve the general in this life.
Don’t give up!”
"Those four people were sentenced to be sent to Beizhen." Ying Wuchen reminded Jun Ci in a low voice.