"Maybe it's because I've been too tired lately, and because I'm not used to the water and soil - when this period of time passes, it will naturally be fine. ”

Nie Liang rubbed the tip of his sour and cold nose, resisting the urge to sneeze, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Wei Xinchi asked, "Did you really drink the medicine that Lang Zhong dispensed?"

Nie Liang paused, and when he thought of the black medicinal juice, he couldn't help but feel bitter in his mouth, and his stomach was sour.

Although he quickly reined in his emotions, he still did not escape Wei Chen's observation.

Thinking of his best friend's temperament, Wei Chen's lowered brow couldn't help but jump twice.

Nie Liang is an adult in his thirties, not just turned three, and he is afraid of hardship, so he even did a stupid thing of secretly pouring out the medicinal juice.

"I will go down here, ask someone to fry another bowl, and then rest after drinking it. ”

Wei Mi has some old mother attributes, especially Wei Mi, the sick number, who poured out the medicine because he was afraid of bitterness, which led to the prolongation of his condition-

No matter how small a disease is, once it drags on for a long time, it will still become a major disease.

Nie Liang smiled helplessly, "I still don't drink this medicine, I haven't been effective after drinking it for so long, and I'm suffering in vain." ”

Wei Xi paused for a moment, and said with a serious expression, "In that case, I will call Lang Zhong to come over and show you again, can I change the prescription again?"

Either drink the medicine, or ask Lang Zhong to come over and prescribe a prescription that tastes more indescribable, and Nie Liang decisively chose the former.

At the same time, Wei Ci stepped on the moonlight and returned to his residence.

It was pitch black in the room, and he took out a fire breaker from his sleeve and lit the oil lamp on the lamp in the dark.

"Huh?"

Through the orange candle flame, Wei Ci Ying saw a strange raised black shadow on the bed, as if he was leaning down on a person.

"Who's there?"

The candle flame crackled, and Wei Ci shouted at the bed, and the black shadow with his back to him finally turned around.

"Hmm, Zixiao won't come back until now?" Jiang Pengji hugged something in her arms and muttered to get up, "If you don't come back, you will be caught and put in the pot." It's true that the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and if it hadn't been brought back by the next generation, it might have been gone. ”

As soon as Wei Ci heard the voice, he knew who it was, and his heart was relieved, and he continued to light other candles, and the dark room gradually lit up.

Because Jiang Pengji got up by a large margin, the black and white meat ball that had finally fallen asleep sighed dissatisfiedly and opened her big moist eyes.

Smelling a familiar smell, it stretched out its two fleshy paws in the direction of Wei Ci, with a gesture of begging for a hug and kiss.

"Tsk, this thing is a refinement? Even my people dare to rob it-"

Jiang Pengji mercilessly poked the forehead of the black and white flesh ball, poking it upside down.

"Lord, do you still have a taste with the beasts?"

Wei Ci was amused, raised his hand, and picked up the little guy.

Although he raised it, he was taken care of by servants or logistics soldiers on weekdays, and he ate more abundantly than the lord every day.

It's a treasure in the army!

"Eat once in a while, that's fun. How are your family doing in Zhongzhao?"

Jiang Pengji sighed, and her cheeks were visibly flushed from sleep, which made her a little more coquettish.

Wei Ci's heart warmed, and he smiled lightly, "Thank you for your care, I heard that the eldest brother works for the Nie family, I think they are doing well." ”

Nie Liang is a descendant of the Nie family, and now he is highly used by the Nie family, and Wei Chen, as his right and left hand, is naturally not low.

Relying on this relationship, the relatives who defected to the Wei clan in Bianzhou would not have a bad time.

"The lord has been waiting here for so long, is it just to ask this?"

Because of the lessons of his previous life, Wei Ci didn't want to be too deeply involved with Wei, so he just needed to maintain a general friendship.

Facing Jiang Pengji, he didn't want to mention Wei's affairs too much.

Jiang Pengji shook her head.

"Naturally, it's not just a thing, I also have a surprise! No one shares it at this time, and after thinking about it, I'm still looking for Zixiao. ”

Wei Ci thought about it in his heart, carefully thinking about what had happened in the last few moments.

Thinking about it, there is only one thing that can make the lord so happy-

"Is there any news from Jingrong?"

Jiang Pengji smiled and nodded, "Zixiao is exquisite, and nothing can escape your control." Jingrong led troops into Chenzhou, and he also treacherously calculated Xu Pei's forces in order to confuse Bogao's ears and eyes in Chenzhou. Now that it's done, why don't you rush to invite credit?"

She has endured it again and again these days, pretending that nothing is happening, isn't it this good news?

Fortunately, Yang Si lived up to her high expectations and successfully completed this plan to hide from the sky and the sea.

Otherwise—

Hehe, Yang Si can't blame her.

Yang Si, who was trying to cross the Song River, sneezed, and the cold snot hung down, and he hurriedly took out a handkerchief to cover his nose.

"Who is talking in the middle of the night?"

Yang Si twisted his nose and suddenly felt the air fresh.

The black and strong Dianyin carefully brought a bowl of black medicinal juice, "Strategist, the last general is here." ”

"Hmm-"

Yang Si hid the veil, sniffed, and suppressed the moisture surging in the corners of his eyes.

It's a time to get a cold, not to mention how bad it is.

The body is uncomfortable, and the mood is not bright.

Dian Yin stepped into the tent, his sturdy body lined the tent a little cramped and crowded, and he carefully brought the medicinal juice to Yang Si's table.

"Strategist, the last general also brought you candied fruits, each one rolled with a thick honey sugar coating, absolutely sweet." ”

Yang Si took a sip carefully, and the unpalatable medicinal juice spread in his mouth, and his whole face was wrinkled.

"Candied preserves—"

Yang Si grabbed a handful indiscriminately, threw two into his mouth, and only suppressed the bitter taste for a while, and his frowning brows gradually relaxed.

"Agent, is there any news coming back?"

After drinking half a bowl of medicine, the drowsy brain was comfortable, and Yang Si's temper was much milder.

Dian Yin said, "The secret agent in front sent back the news that the envoy of the Nie clan of Zhongzhao entered the customs, I am afraid that it is uneasy and kind." ”

Yang Si chewed the candied fruit and said vaguely, "The lord has a strong temper, and no matter how uneasy the Nie family is, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get a bargain from her." Have you counted the manpower? Tomorrow we will cross the Song River, and we must arrive in Mengjun County, Cangzhou before the Nie clan attacks-"

Dian Yin hesitated on his face and asked, "Military Division, if you only bring two thousand elites into Cangzhou, once Huang Song attacks us-"

"The lord still dares to bring five thousand elites into Cangzhou, but we are not as good as the lord, and it is enough to bring two thousand. If it weren't for the pressure on the Nie Clan's mission, these two thousand people shouldn't have been brought with them. Yang Si smiled, "Give Huang Song three more guts, he won't dare to kill him at this time." ”

The relationship between Huang Song and the lord is tantamount to a cold lip and a cold tooth.

The two can only form an alliance, they can't tear their faces, Huang Song dares to assassinate the lord by means at this time, and the Nie clan will definitely take the opportunity to kill.

At that time, the praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind, and Huang Song's own life can't be saved, what is he trying to do?

"And besides—if there are too many troops—"

Yang Si's eyes were cold, and he pointed in the direction of Zhejiang County.

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid, someone takes advantage of the situation. ”

Chen Zhou's troops are empty, if there are not enough troops to sit in the town, who knows that Han Yu, who has a black heart, will not take the opportunity to stab him?

Dianyin was bluffed, "This—isn't it?"

In order to help the lord secure the rear, Yang Si and Dianyin formed an alliance with Xu Pei of Zhejiang County as representatives, and the forces of the two sides were in frequent contact.

Because of the plot of the scumbag's yearning for the scholar, Dianyin respects Han Yuman.

Yang Si sneered, "Why not? The alliance is not a long-term plan, it is just a paper agreement, and it can be torn up at any time." ”

This applies not only to Jiang Pengji and Huang Song, but also to her alliance with Xu Pei.