Kuang Ren and Fan Seng whispered something next to Wuzhong. Wuzhong had woken up, but he was too injured to turn over. They had to wait for him to urinate and urinate. From time to time, they would ask Chang Yu to give him some blood to drink.
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Chang Yu always scolded him because of this, and when the scolding got angry, Wu Zhong also scolded him as ungrateful: "I'm trying to protect you from your injuries, so why don't I drink some of your blood..." Kuang Ren would have slapped him in the face if he wanted to calm down.
, but at this time I can only be angry and funny, always complaining that Chang Yu is too indulgent to his subordinates, which is too unruly!
Fan Seng was always unbalanced at this time. He asked Kuang Ren why Wuzhong could scold the governor, and the governor was not angry. If he scolded him, he would be beaten or beheaded. This is unfair, this is a double standard.
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Kuang Ren also patiently told him: "First of all, Wuzhong is unparalleled in loyalty and righteousness. I died eight times to protect the Governor! Secondly, I happened to catch up with the Governor in a good mood, and you blocked the way for the Governor."
The knife has still been shot, and every time Dian Bei gets into trouble, he is in a bad mood... Who is to blame? It's your fault, Dian Bei."
Monk Fan was still feeling uncomfortable. He pointed to the inner room and asked, "What about the nun? She is pampered and treated favorably everywhere, and that Taoist priest..." What he said was that you are xenophobic and regionally discriminatory...
Kuang Ren told him with a straight face: "First of all, the number of times that nun risked her life to protect the governor was no less than that of Wuzhong, and she was not affiliated with the Dongchang Guards, nor was she under the jurisdiction of the governor. She was the governor's
Friend, secondly, don’t mess with anyone you mess with!”
Fan Seng has been with Chang Yu for a while, and has also dealt with Su Jing. He knows that she is a difficult person to offend. Although he is not afraid of her, he does not want to offend him, but he just can't stand it in his heart.
The more he disliked someone, the more he wandered around in front of him. Su Jing walked out of the room, glanced at Chang Yu and said, "I'm so bored, let's go out for a walk."
"It's cold outside, so there's nothing to do. Besides, I have to read a book." Chang Yu didn't want to move.
Su Jing became popular: "You were reading a ghost book, and you didn't turn a page for a long time, and you even took the book upside down. You are lying to ghosts."
The attendants around him snickered, and Chang Yu stood up slightly embarrassed: "I'm a little bored, let's go out and get some fresh air."
As soon as the cold air hit outside, Chang Yu couldn't help but want to go back inside, but was knocked out by Su Jing. The cold wind was howling outside and the ground was muddy. Su Jing was walking in front, looking around from time to time. Chang Yu suddenly thought of something.
He walked quickly forward and asked in a low voice: "Are you going to relieve yourself? Let me give you a look."
Su Jing said nothing, but her face turned red.
There are latrines in the fort, but except for the large ones, the soldiers urinate anywhere. After all, it is so cold in the weather and they are not so conscious or particular about it. They urinate when they go out, pee when they have it, and they can urinate anywhere.
, the main theme is a free and unrestrained love of freedom.
Chang Yu found a hut, and when no one was around, he asked Su Jing to go in and stand outside to look after the wind.
"Go further away" Zhidou Sujing shouted.
Chang Yu had no choice but to walk further away. When he turned around, he saw several soldiers rushing towards the hut. He told them, "Go somewhere else."
After a while, Su Jing came out and walked ahead with her head lowered, not daring to look at Chang Yu.
If others felt that Chang Yu had to make some jokes because of his obscene peeing, but would not dare to Su Jing, this nun would sacrifice her life for him when she promised, but she would not hesitate to draw her sword and kill him when the anger arose.
"I never ask you about the war. Tell me the truth. Is there going to be a war here?" Su Jing walked in front and suddenly spoke, Chang Yu hummed.
"The Tatars are coming to fight us, or are we going to fight them?"
"We want to hit them, and they also want to hit us, it just depends on who takes action first." Chang Yu said casually: "Why do you ask?"
"If we go to fight them, I will stay. If they come to fight us, I will leave tomorrow." Su Jing sighed.
Chang Yu said oh, he guessed that Su Jing's intention was not that it was inconvenient to be here, but in fact she was afraid of dragging him down here. After all, although she had martial arts skills, she could hardly help or make any difference when fighting in the army.
She came out, and she also knew that if the Tatars came, they would be surrounded by a large army. If anything happened, Chang Yu would be able to break through without any worries.
"Aren't you afraid that I will be trapped here by the Tatars and unable to fly?" Chang Yu joked.
" "If the Dong Factory Guards can't protect you here, and me alone will lead to death, it's better for me to escape first, and there will be someone to offer you incense on the anniversary of your death. Besides, why bother dragging me to death with you in vain?
Right".
"Hey, you are really good at chatting," Chang Yu said with a smile.
"You just said that either we will beat them or they will beat us. It depends on who strikes first. Why don't you strike yet? Is it because it won't be an advantage to strike first?" Sujing asked.
Chang Yu shook his head: "It's better to strike first." After saying that, he sighed: "I also want to strike first, but Dongfeng won't go with Zhou Lang..." Before he finished speaking, Su Jing suddenly pointed to the city head: "Then
What are you doing?"
Chang Yu raised his eyes and saw a densely packed area of shining lights at the top of the city. He was filled with curiosity, so he went up to the city with Sujing, only to find that Li Muchian had set up an altar there to perform rituals.
But he saw that he was holding a sword in his left hand, making magic tricks with his right hand, closing his eyes and mumbling something. There were many oil lamps on a table in front of him, and there were some random objects that he couldn't name, and there were even two people stuck with paper.
Around him, there were some soldiers watching the fun, all of them with focused and pious expressions.
"What the hell are you doing?" Chang Yu couldn't help but grumbled, Su Jing turned around and glared at him: "Respect the ghosts and gods, don't lie, he is doing this to pray for you."
Moreover, Chang Yu rolled his eyes: "It's better to make the decision yourself than to seek divination from immortals. We never believe in this."
"Whether you believe it or not is your own business, but he is sincere." With a frosty face, Chang Yu stopped talking. Although this nun had no intention of killing people, she was still a member of the Buddhist sect after all. She had been infected since childhood, even if she usually
I used to speak out loudly, but I was still in that circle in my heart.
Song Xiance, who was chatting with Li Guo, seemed to sense something. He stood up and walked out of the room, looked up at the city, and then looked up at the sky. Behind him, Li Guo, who was curious, also looked up at the sky. It was pitch black and he couldn't see anything.
Less than.
"This Taoist priest does have some tricks." After a long time, Song Xiance sighed softly, and Li Guo became even more curious: "What is he doing?"
"practice?"
"What to do?"
"The unspeakable law".
Although Li Guo was very curious, he knew that he couldn't get anything out of the question, so he said, "Why don't the military advisor give me some advice on whether I will be lucky or unlucky tomorrow?"
"No need to push, good luck!" Song Xiance said casually.
"Then I'll leave it to the military advisor to give you good advice." Li Guo smiled faintly and looked towards the city head again.
Li Muxian made various gestures on the top of the city, sometimes exhaling, sometimes playing with fire, which dazzled everyone watching. It took him a long time to finish, and the surrounding soldiers who were watching the excitement were amazed. They looked at him as if they were looking at a god.
"Taoist priest, this is another promotional video for advertising," Chang Yu walked over and joked, while Li Muchian said seriously: "The founder of the Sanqing Dynasty has not gone far yet, so the governor should be careful what he says."
Ah, is that right? Chang Yu looked up at the sky: "Since we haven't gone far, call us back quickly. Let's have a treat tonight and have a good chat..."
Li Muxian's beard was about to smoke with anger, but Su Jing rushed over and raised his leg to give Chang Yu a kick. He dodged it sideways and said quickly: "I'm kidding, I'm kidding." Then he asked Li Muxian seriously: "What was the Taoist priest doing just now?"
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"Zhuge borrowed the east wind, and Pindao borrowed the rain and snow for the Governor." Li Muxian looked solemnly and looked up at the sky: "Three days of rain and snow!"
Chang Yu frowned: "Really?" I thought, don't mess around. This is a historical and military novel, not fantasy.
"The governor will know tonight."
Seeing his confident face, Chang Yu was confused again: "Zhuge Kongming borrowed the east wind to burn Cao Ying. Why are you borrowing rain and snow for our family? Are you going to drown and freeze the Tatars, or drown and freeze me? Really?"
It’s been raining and snowing for three days, isn’t this a mistake?”
"Is it really a mistake?" Li Muchian smiled ghostly: "Is it a mistake about the governor or a mistake about the Tatars?"
Chang Yu was startled, then narrowed his eyes, looked up at the sky, and then looked at the dark night in the distance: "Let's go down and chat."