Qingshan entered the house, and when he saw that the house was dim, Bu An and Yi were sitting on the bed, and he didn't even light the oil lamp, so he knew that he had something on his mind, and said softly: "Childe hates Song Yin Ting and is timid?"

Bu An got up and lit the lamp, and said with a smile: "He thinks too much, but he can't think of ideas." Maybe I have too many sage books in my head, and I can't fit anything else. ”

Qingshan said: "Childe, this is a Confucian student in the world, and all of them have been scolded." ”

"Am I still scolding less? Bu An smiled and turned his head to look at her, then the fire fold in his hand flashed a few times, and finally lit the oil lamp: "How are the brothers? Do you think they want to withdraw?"

"The brothers all listened to Gongzi, and Deng Xiao gossiped a lot, and when I first came in, I still heard him scolding. Haruman sat down across the table with the oil lamp on his side.

"It's okay to scold. Bu An shook his head and smiled: "If the qi is blocked in the throat, it will not be happy." ”

Qingshan covered his mouth and chuckled, and then asked seriously: "Does that son really want to fight with Zhangzhou Xuanqi with real swords and real guns?"

"He abandoned his horse and went into the mountain, and he could not be called a horseman. Bu An snorted lightly, and then looked at Qingshan and said: "As long as we can win this battle, the Seventh Division and the Dingmin Army will be reborn, otherwise it will still be a grass platform team." ”

"I'm afraid that a lot of people will die again. Haruyama lowered his head.

Bu An knows that she has a good heart, but she also knows that with her own position, she must not be soft-hearted, even if she is the same for her own people.

"It is better to die than to live. He looked at the flames of the oil lamp, as if talking to himself: "When the brothers came out with me, they probably didn't want to eat and wait until they died, so they thought about sacrificing their lives to fight." Like the flower priest, if he didn't force him, he would just stroll around Chunyan Tower, and he would die drunk on the street one day. ”

"I understand the reason," Qingshan lowered his head and bit his lip lightly: "I'm just worried about Childe's ......"

Bu An looked at her side face under the dim oil lamp, which was incomprehensible, and only felt that her heart was shaking, and she tried to make herself smile calmly, and said softly: "I'm fine, but you have to be careful." ”

"Childe, go back, can you stop rushing ahead. The commander of an army should sit in the middle army. If you have three long and two short, I, I ......" Qingshan wanted to speak and stopped, hurriedly glanced at Bu'an, and his voice became softer and softer: "The seven divisions are also dispersed." ”

Bu An wanted to know what she wanted to say when she wanted to speak and stopped, but he couldn't bear to ask her again, so he deliberately put on a straight face and said, "Such an unlucky word, don't say it in the future." ”

Qingshan pursed his lips and nodded vigorously, his sideburns hanging down on his neck, and his skin became more and more delicate and snow-white.

Seeing that she was taking it seriously, Bu An immediately smiled and said, "I still want Ming Media to marry, and I'm dead now, thanks to it." ”

I don't know if it's because of the oil lamp, but Qingshan's side face looks more and more red.

As early as when he was in Yuezhou, there were many misunderstandings between the two, so that at that time, Qingshan thought that Bu'an was a disciple. It was also at that time that Qingshan held back tears and said that his condition was that "Ming Media is marrying".

She didn't expect that Bu An would still remember it.

At this moment and that time, when he said these four words, it seemed that his liver and intestines were broken, and now when he heard him mention it again, he only felt ashamed and happy.

"Childe is tired on the road, rest early. Qingshan was so ashamed that he couldn't sit still, and when he got up, his eyes didn't dare to look at Bu'an.

When she went out, she turned back and closed the door, and the chair she was sitting on was replaced by a female ghost.

"The little sister is ashamed, and the Ming media is marrying...... I also want to ...... candles in the cave room" Yu Ji pretended to sit in a clear mountain posture, but her neck was twisted like seaweed.

"When you encounter this kind of thing in the future, you don't eavesdrop on the sidelines. Bu An took off his boots and didn't even look at her.

"Do you want to hear it?" Yu Ji raised her legs, returned to the sitting position of the royal sister, and snorted softly: "It's so sour that my front teeth are about to fall out." ”

"You are a female ghost, where did you get your front teeth?" Bu An threw both boots on the ground, then took off his Confucian robe and threw it towards the chair here.

"Miss Song stayed up all night to get better, why don't you know how to cherish things?" Yu Ji disappeared from the original chair in a flash, dodged the thrown robe, and sat on another chair in the blink of an eye.

"Do you know that people who can't keep their mouths shut have a short life. Bu'an lifted the quilt and got in.

"I'm a female ghost, I don't even have front teeth, how can I still live?" Yu Ji snorted coldly.

Bu An rolled his eyes, turned his back to her, and wanted to say, "I finally know why the overlord of Chu killed Wujiang", but he still held back and didn't reveal her scars.

This female ghost has a poisonous tongue, and she can't afford to quarrel with her.

I woke up the next day and was refreshed.

The Dingmin army also returned to Ningyang County overnight, and what Ling Bu'an didn't expect was that this army already had more than 1,300 people.

Not only is there a large number of people, but also the mental outlook, organizational structure, and logistical supply are also present. It seems that Ma Yuanwai is indeed a talent.

After hurriedly inspecting the new army, pretending to say words of encouragement, Bu An was about to return to the inn to discuss the enemy's strategy with the people of the Seventh Division, only to see Su Su leading a person to run over.

"Childe, look, I also have a bird, and I also have a bird's ......"

Bu An was in a cold sweat when he heard this, and said in his heart that if you had a bird, you wouldn't have eaten so much vinegar!

Su Su ran to Bu'an, and without saying anything, he shouted to the person behind him: "Quick!

I saw that the man opened his arms with a "whoosh", and then his head shrank suddenly, soared into the air, and turned into a sparrow, standing on the palm of Su Su's hand, trembling all over, but he didn't dare to fly away.

Someone on the street saw this scene and immediately collapsed to the ground in fright.

Bu An hurriedly pulled Su Su away, and asked as he walked, "Where did you catch it?"

"You don't need to be caught, this guy is mixed in the baggage team, I don't even know that he turned out to be a sparrow!" Su Su said happily.

"Be careful, don't break it. Bu An saw that she held the gray sparrow in her hand, and was worried that she would be excited for a moment and kill the monster.

Su Su smiled and spread his hands and said, "I didn't make any effort, you see, childe, you're still alive." This guy is very small, he can only eat food, he can't do much work, I almost thought he was useless a while ago, and strangled him to death. ”

The gray sparrow trembled when she heard this, and looked at Bu An with a pair of eyes begging for mercy, obviously it felt that it was useless to beg for mercy from Su Su.

"How can it be useless?!It is useful to be able to fly, and it is of great use!" Bu'an reached no one's place, smiling and fiddling with the bird's head, "Come, change back!"

Su Su didn't speak, but the gray sparrow still didn't dare to move.

"Are you deaf, didn't you hear Childe tell you to turn back?" Su Su glared at it.

The sparrow suddenly flew away from her palm, swelled in the blink of an eye, and turned into an ugly boy dressed in strange gray clothes, with a frown and eyes, and did not dare to look up.

"Can you speak?" asked Bu An at him, his tone quite soft.

"Yes...... Yes...... A little ......," replied the ugly boy, his voice still trembling, showing how little courage he had—or how terrible Su Su was.

"Okay, follow me from now on. Bu An nodded with a smile, and then touched Su Su's head: "This time you have made a great contribution again." ”

Su Su looked up at him and laughed so hard that she couldn't close her mouth.