Chapter 198: Providence

Changshi smiled: "Doctor Cheng also has a side wife, adults marry Mrs. Zheng, all in accordance with the orders of their parents or the emperor, but Mrs. Cheng will marry whoever she wants, and marry if she likes!" Isn't it, Lord Yicheng? ”

"Do you mean that the Lord of the County Mansion wants to marry Feng Nu because he likes her? I can see it, this is easy to do, isn't there a misunderstanding? Tell the adults to speak well, when the words are spoken, the misunderstanding is resolved, and the Fengnu girl naturally wakes up, today I see that the adults are all mobilizing, and the house is cleaning up, where is this going to do. ”

Changshi thought that he was a doctor sent by Fu Jian, and Murong Chong naturally couldn't tell him where he went, so he said, "My lord, I want to send my wife home to save my family!" ”

Doctor Cheng snorted and said, "I don't know, can I use the mobilization of soldiers and horses when I go home to save my family?" I'm old, I can't manage so much, but I've gone through three dynasties, and this Fu clan Daqin is the most politically clear, providence, providence! He shook his head and walked out slowly.

Changshi looked at Feng Nu, thought about Dr. Cheng's words, and decided to find Murong Chong again, Murong Chong was busy with the round, he is now also the garrison general of Pingyang County, Duan Sui and Han Yan are deputy generals, he and the two deputy generals buried their heads in the sand table to compare and draw, Pingyang County is concave shaped, surrounded by mountains on three sides, easy to defend and difficult to attack, but at this time Murong Chong is not to defend, but to go north, and strive to occupy some of Qianyan's hometowns before Murong Chui arrives, and strive to get a favorable base area, and then slowly develop and grow.

They discussed for a long time, and decided to open a gap in Puban, east of the Fen River, from where the northward march was the quickest, but there was a terrible enemy, General Dou Chong. Dou Chong's ability Murong Chong has seen it, the army is well organized, and the soldiers are experienced in a hundred battles, compared to Murong Chong's garrison, few have really fought the enemy with a gun, maybe the war was at a disadvantage from the beginning.

However, it is not without the certainty of victory, if the Fen River is crossed quickly, there is also the possibility of not encountering Dou Chong.

Murong Chong slammed the flag on Pusaka and said loudly, "Pusaka, there is nothing wrong. Just get out of here! ”

Then he said to the two lieutenants, "Go and get ready." We're going to go in a few hours! ”

The two lieutenants went out, and Murong Chong pulled out the flag and pointed at Changshi and said, "You have been standing here for so long, aren't you tired, if you mean her." Please go back! ”

Changshi silently bowed to Murong Chong. Go out without saying a word. After walking five steps away from the tent, he heard the sound of chasing him out from behind, and Changshi continued to walk without stopping. Murong Chong kicked him over, and said angrily: "Changshi, you dog minion, you have a long face now, do you believe me or not......"

"Kill the minions! Kill, kill, anyway, the Feng slave can't live, and I don't want to live the slave! Kill the minion, I don't see it, but I'm happy! ”

Murong Chong stumbled, put his hand on Changshi's shoulder and asked urgently, "What?" You say Feng Nu can't live anymore? ”

Chang Shi saw his two eyebrows hanging in the air, his eyes were instantly covered with red silk, and the strength of holding his shoulders was so heavy that Chang Shi bent down and pointed to his shoulders, Murong Chong woke up and hurriedly put down his hand.

Changshi sighed: "Brother Huang, if you don't care about her and don't like her, why do you have to take her with you when you fight?" Isn't that cumbersome? If you care about her, go see her, talk to her well, and make the misunderstanding clear, and Feng Nu may wake up immediately. She doesn't want to wake up because she's scared, worried that when she wakes up, you'll treat her like an enemy, even if she really ...... It's your enemy, what's wrong with her? She grew up with you! When I was a child, how much she loved and respected you! Please, Brother Huang - I'll wait for you in the West Entrance Courtyard, come when you figure it out! ”

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Murong Chong to reply, he said: "I'll go and clean up, this boat is tired, I don't know when the end will be!" ”

Changshi waited in the west courtyard, fell asleep unconsciously, heard the sigh of the wind, raised his eyes and looked, as if there was a figure of Murong Chong, wandering outside Fengnu's door, Changshi sighed and fell asleep again.

On the evening of the second day, in order not to startle the snake, the team started when it was dark, and 800 women from the 900 women in the 16th courtyard followed, and they were organized into a women's battalion to follow the team, and 800 women's battalions accompanied them, and the Pingyang garrison was greatly encouraged.

The cavalry of the garrison opened the way ahead, and the ranks marched quickly, perhaps because there had never been a formal battle, and the soldiers had an impassioned spirit, as if they were rushing towards victory.

Before the pull, Murong Chong jumped on the high platform and was impassioned, facing the more than 20,000 soldiers below and said: "I, Murong Chong, am the king of Zhongshan in the Great Yan Kingdom, the Great Sima, and now the emperor orders me to restore the title of the Great Sima, you are the king's teacher, follow me to restore the rivers and mountains of the Great Yan Kingdom, you are the vanguard troops, the brave ones in battle, my emperor's brother will give you the title of king and knight, and add officials and Lu!" ”

In front of the soldiers, it seems that Kangkang Avenue is the avenue, which leads to the high-ranking officials that everyone yearns for.

Changshi didn't hear Murong Chong's generous statement, he didn't have the heart to listen, he didn't feel a little angry, and deliberately asked the coachman to drive the carriage slowly, also because he was afraid that Feng Nu would be bumpy and uncomfortable, and he also wanted to see if Murong Chong had taken Feng Nu to heart.

Sure enough, every other way, Murong Chong sent people to urge, never stopped, Changshi originally saw that Murong Chong did not come to see Feng Nu after listening to his words, and talked to her, feeling sad in his heart, but seeing that Murong Chong repeatedly sent people to urge, once he saw that Feng Nu was uncomfortable, stopped the carriage and did not leave, and said to the people who came to urge Feng Nu was unwell, and before he finished speaking, the second batch of urging people arrived, and it was Murong Chong's deputy general Han Yan, Chang Shi smiled secretly in his heart, and he was not angry with Murong Chong, and he drove the carriage to keep up with the big team as much as possible, but within a certain distance, Murong Chong sent people to stop them again, not allowing them to get too close to the team.

It stopped and went like this, and it was half a day, when it was almost ugly, Murong Chong waved his hand, all the teams stopped, Murong Chong rode his horse to Duan Yanran's car, he got into the car, Duan Yanran was overjoyed, Murong Chong was wearing a mask made of rattan armor on his face, flashing with a cold light.

He handed Duan Yanran a silk book, Duan Yanran took it and opened it, it turned out to be a notice, which said: "In the third year of Zijian, Duan Yanran was ordered by the emperor to marry Murong Chong, and he was treated coldly all year round, Murong Chong was sick and could not be married to him, Duan Yanran was still a white jade, and he was allowed to return to his parents' house, choose his own husband, and leave from now on, and the two do not owe each other." ”

Duan Yanran thundered like five thunders, her hands trembled, the silk towel slipped from her hand, and she said with tears in her eyes: "Is my husband going to divorce me?" (To be continued.) )

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