"Qiyu is all in charge, and all of them have been checked, and the fat sheep from Dali Temple in Chang'an have already slept, and the last general has already ordered someone to send a message to the king of Tibes of the Persian Empire. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

In the dim study, Pei Xingjian with a sad face was lying on the simple desk, accompanied by the flickering candlelight, which set off his mood at this time.

"It's a pity that such a good little girl, if the brutes of the Persian Empire rushed in, she would definitely be doomed. ”

"This is also no way, now the two saints on the side of Chang'an City don't care about the life or death of the soldiers in the Anxi Dadu Protectorate, if we don't show weakness and hand over this group of people from Dali Temple, I'm afraid that they will be razed to the ground in a few days!"

The subordinates persuaded Pei Xingjian, who was condemned by his conscience, and after a little hesitation, he explained his next plan.

"The subordinates think that this is an opportunity to show goodwill with the Persian king Tibes, and while the fat sheep in Dali Temple are now sleeping, we quickly detain them and send them to the other party......"

"No, we are doing bad things, and if the people in Chang'an know about it, I'm afraid we will really become traitors. ”

"All of them... We are doing this for the lives of the more than 7,300 brothers who are still alive in the city!"

"The group of court officials in Chang'an City eat and drink spicy food and spicy food every day, singing and dancing every day, have they ever thought that we would have more than 10,000 brothers who sacrificed their lives in the Anxi Metropolitan Protectorate earlier!"

"The subordinates knew that Dutong wanted to take this opportunity to find out Chang'an City's thoughts on the Anxi Metropolitan Protectorate, and also hoped that the eldest lady could get out of this barren place. ”

"But you can also see that the chief envoy in charge of the escort is a weak scholar, and there are only more than 100 reinforcements in the entire Dali Temple, and even women are used as divine escorts among them, isn't this just a clear indication that they don't take us seriously!"

To be honest, Pei Xingjian's attitude towards the two saints of Chang'an City was also a little disheartened, originally thinking that there would be a team in Dali Temple this time to send supplies and new replenishment of soldiers, but unexpectedly, at the moment when he opened the city gate, what he saw deepened his confusion about the future.

Outside, from the day he left Chang'an City and led his troops to the Anxi Metropolitan Protectorate, he was already mentally prepared to stay here for a lifetime, guarding the territory and relatives of his hometown behind him.

But he didn't expect that one day, he realized that this so-called frontier protectorate was so dispensable.

Pei Xingjian sighed and walked to the window to look at the dim cemetery under the moonlight, and pondered for a long time before finalizing his mind.

"If you want to do it, at least after the dinner that will be spread out tomorrow evening, at least I want to leave a little bit of dignity as a general of the Tang Dynasty......"

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This place was different from the other places where Mo Wushuang once lived, the so-called guest room was dark and damp, and the sour air felt like it was sticky when sleeping under the covers.

What the hell is this place, it is really difficult for those soldiers who are guarding the town to live here for five years, Mo Wushuang thought about it and shook his head helplessly.

It's impossible to sleep in this environment, but I'm a little tired after the fatigue of the car, so it would be nice to have a place to take a shower.

Mo Wushuang sighed here, inexplicably remembering the vague gestures of a group of obscene soldiers on the road towards him, even if there was some shuddering.

If you take a bath in this place, you may be surrounded by thousands of hot-blooded men, and this kind of scene is a little creepy no matter how you think about it.

"Squeak~"

There was a small sound of the door pressing at the door, if ordinary people were afraid that they would not pay attention, but a half-demon body like Mo Wushuang was extremely sensitive to the surrounding environment, and immediately found the door and pulled hard, just as he saw a girl in an apricot yellow dress, "Eh!", and fell straight to the ground.

It's strange, there are girls in this wilderness?

Mo Wushuang squatted down in surprise, looked at his panicked pretty face with cold eyes, and asked in a calm voice at the moment.

"Who are you? Why do you crouch in front of the door of the god in the middle of the night to snoop, could it be that it is a fine work lurking in the Anxi Metropolitan Protectorate?"

"This sister should be angry, and listen to the little sister's explanation!"

The latter saw the white internal force on Mo Wushuang's body, and he was so shocked that he hurriedly waved his hand and retreated to the door, looking frightened.

"She is Pei Tingting, the daughter of Pei Dutong in the Anxi Dadu Protectorate, and today I heard that one of the guests who came to Chang'an has a sister who looks like a fairy Sai Tianxian, so I came here to make friends with my sister!"

Saying that, with trembling fingertips, he pinched out a brand, and Mo Wushuang fixed his eyes and saw that it was really the pearl of Pei Xingjian's palm, and immediately his tone became a lot more polite.

"I didn't expect it to be Pei Dutong's pearl visiting, so I asked the eldest lady to forgive me for the offense. ”

As he spoke, he hugged his fists, kicked the sleeping Luo Xiaojiu to make tea, and then pulled Pei Tingting's amateur hand into the seat.

"Where is it, Fang Cai is actually a politeness that people don't understand, so he disturbed this ink god to rest, and people should apologize here!"

While speaking, Mo Wushuang obviously saw Pei Tingting's gaze constantly scanning over him, and then stroked the placket of his clothes, which was like a washboard, and sighed faintly.

"It's not a disturbance to rest, after all, the environment here is a bit oppressive and uncomfortable, if there is a place to wash down, maybe you can sleep peacefully." ”

"Ah! I was negligent before, if you say that you want to wash your body, it is really difficult to find it in this capital protection house, why don't you go back to the embroidery pavilion with your little sister, where there is a bath water that is boiled every day, and then tell your little sister about the interesting things of Chang'an, the capital of God, in your spare time?"

"It's... The Metropolitan Protectorate is a confidential place, so it's not convenient for me as an outsider to use it......"

Mo Wushuang excused himself, but in his heart he was actually happy, and now he made up a belly of anecdotes at sea and no one confided in him, since there was an automatic delivery to the door, he naturally had to seize this opportunity.

"This sister doesn't need to worry, it's hard to encounter any major events in the Duhu Mansion for a year, no matter how bad you are, I will pull it in, as long as you cry to my father, he will always be soft-hearted. ”

Looking at the appearance, the little girl in front of her belongs to the kind that is particularly sticky, and Mo Wushuang on this side heard that there was bath water, and there were flower petals and a soft big bed in the description After resting, he completely fell.

"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey your fate!"

Before Luo Xiaojiu could be informed, Mo Wushuang took a few quick clothes and fled with Pei Tingting, only to wait for the yawning girl doll to appear at the door, and her two big eyes rolled out tears.

"Sister, this is taking Xiao Jiuzhi away, and then accompanying that little to escape and play!"

"I'm so angry! I must write a letter to report to the Holy Maiden, complaining about all kinds of bullying that my sister has been doing to us during this period of time!"

After that, Luo Xiaojiu took out a pile of letter paper from his arms, and began to write hard by the dim candlelight......