San Lang hugged her and said, "It's done, let's leave tonight, okay?"

Mu Fushu shook his head: "The army entered the city and blocked the sight of the stalkers, but no one can say whether they will go to the gate of the Wenfu to guard." What if it affects Wen Shiboke? ”

San Lang chuckled: "Uncle has his own explanation in the letter, we don't have to worry." They won't have a bad relationship with Wen Shibo at the moment, and they don't dare to show it even if they doubt it. Let's go back to find Uncle first, anyway, with Dapeng, it's easy for us to get in and out. ”

Mu Fushu nodded. The two waited for it to get dark outside, found an open place to release the Dapeng, and rode it out of the city to find the Sui army camp.

San Lang went directly into the barracks to find Yang Weng, and Mu Fushu found a room outside the barracks to live in. She was willing to stay, but she was unwilling to deal with the King of Shu and the King of Han.

Yang Weng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw San Lang come back safely, and the King of Shu was also pleasantly surprised. He saw San Lang's excellence in his eyes, and felt that it was much better than his own son, and he thought in his heart that this was his son - could King Huai give birth to such a smart son? With his IQ, Saburo wouldn't have died if he was his species.

San Lang's return was warmly welcomed, and both the King of Shu and the King of Han felt that this son was not a thing in the pool. After being trapped in Huizhou City for so long, he was able to come back intact, which is beyond the reach of many people. Didn't you see that the corpse of the scout who disappeared with him had been abused and piled up on the city gate?

King Han actually didn't have much yearning for the throne. He has always been cautious, and his son is also an introvert. Unexpectedly, he died. Now only he and his sick little grandson are left, and I don't know if it is possible to grow up. He had no other thoughts, and only thought about avenging his son. Hanzhong is his fiefdom, but since the usurpation of the throne by the old thief, most of the Gaomen clans have been forced to move south, and natural disasters have made the entire Hanzhong almost ten rooms and nine empty, it is better to do the opposite.

Yang Zhijian, the grandson of the Han Dynasty, nicknamed Leopard, is only the size of a five- or six-year-old child at the age of eight. At this time, he also followed King Han. It stands to reason that the military camp can't take children, but King Han can't rest assured that this little grandson will die, in his words, he will die together.

When feeding, the king of Shu and the king of Han poured wine and wanted to toast with San Lang. Seeing the "son" and nephew so good, the two were relieved. Yang Weng also looked proud, but in fact, he was still secretly admiring Mu Fushu in his heart. Without the eldest mother, San Lang definitely didn't get out of the city so easily.

Regarding the task of San Lang entering the city, the King of Shu and the King of Han only knew that it was to investigate the distribution of each other's troops and the main generals, and the matter of sending a letter to Wen Qinghe was privately ordered by Yang Weng, so San Lang naturally would not disclose it. just told everything he knew, especially the new general - Cui Chongyu.

For a while, everyone's faces were not good-looking.

Yang Weng's feelings for Cui Chongyu are very complicated, they have a friendship in the same department, one champion and one Tanhua; married the same woman one after another, one was to take advantage of the other and to love deeply; Now they are enemies, one is loyal to the Great Sui and the other is loyal to the Great Qi.

In fact, what I hate the most is that Cui Chongyu hurt the eldest princess Yang Weiai. Yang Weng is a frank person, even if he loves Yang Weiai, but he has a marriage contract, so it is good to decide that Cui Chongyu will marry the eldest princess, as long as he can be wholeheartedly devoted to Yang Weiai. At the beginning, he and Cui Chongyu were both famous teenagers and close friends, knowing that Cui Chongyu also loved Yang Wei deeply, but he didn't expect that in the end, he wanted the life of the eldest princess, and it was when Yang Wei's love was clear and attracted to him.

Yang Weng drank sullen wine.

The king of Shu and the king of Han treated Cui Chongyu as a "chaotic minister and thief", "ungrateful", and "damn the erector".

San Lang and Yang Zhihe, the prince of Shu, pretended not to hear and concentrated on taking care of the leopard to eat. This child is very shy and timid, and he is flattered by the care of his two cousins, and his little face is oily.

San Lang knew that the leopard was not in good health, and he also knew that the eldest lady had a way to recuperate, but he couldn't say it. He has always been very sympathetic to children without parents, especially such well-behaved and sensible children.

The anticlimactic eating of a meal, and the elation at the beginning were all washed away by Cui Chongyu's arrival. Yang Weng felt that Cui Chongyu was regarded as a strong rival, and Cui Chongyu could be compared with him in terms of martial arts and strategy, and it was time to think about how to capture Huizhou City.

After the meal, everyone was very affectionate and went back to the room early to rest. San Lang made an excuse early in the morning to come out of the barracks to find Mu Fushu.

The room where Mu Fushu is staying now was prepared by Yang Weng before, and it is very refreshing with few furnishings. There is also a small river pond in the courtyard of the two entrances, the five rooms in the front yard are empty, the three main houses in the back yard and two side rooms, and Mu Fu soothed the middle one. Although she didn't necessarily stay in the house at night, she still had a leather mat on her bed.

When I saw my "father" for the first time yesterday, Mu Fushu's mood was very low. I wasn't in the mood to do anything else, so I just made a few sets of summer clothes in the space. There are their own and there are Saburo's. The sewing machine used to make clothes is naturally fast and good, but the embroidery on it is to be embroidered by hand.

The two had breakfast together, and Mu Fushu took out a newly made summer dress. The pale blue twill light gauze robe, with a cuff and hem embroidered with green bamboo, has almost become the trademark of Saburo's clothes. Hanging a sky-blue purse and two pieces of jade around his waist, Mu Fushu took two steps back and took a closer look, and nodded with satisfaction: "The size is just right, the shoulders are a little tight." ”

San Lang moved his arm and said with a smile: "Where is it tight, just right." ”

Mu Fushu was wearing a sleeveless dress and a pair of slippers on his feet.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, anyway, there are only two people in this house, and Mu Fushu is not afraid of others seeing it. Even Saburo likes to wear a tank top and big shorts in the house.

Mu Fushu is very glad that Saburo was not taught to be pedantic, the fact is that Saburo was hit by Mu Fushu's "past life photos", and felt that no matter how he wore it, it was not too much, and no one else saw it anyway.

The two closed the door and hid in the space for a long time. Mainly because Yang Weng drank too much and said some drunken words yesterday, San Lang felt the need to ventilate with the eldest mother.

Mu Fu dredged Guò Saburo's relay, and realized that his father was not a little white face who relied on his face to eat. He is extremely proficient in Wen Taowu and is no worse than Yang Weng. This time, Emperor Qi Huan sent him to bring 100,000 troops, plus the remaining 70,000 or 80,000 remnants in Huizhou City, and he probably decided to fight them to the death.

Listening to the worry in San Lang's tone, Mu Fu held his chin and thought about his thoughts.

can make Yang Weng jealous, Cui Chongyu still seems to have two brushes. The 100,000 troops he brought with him saw it himself yesterday, and it is still very imposing from a certain point of view, it should be trained, not the remnants of the weak generals who were indiscriminately filled before, nor the refugees who were indiscriminate in the Shu army.

Mu Fushu was very entangled.

She didn't know anything about ancient warfare, and she hadn't seen it. Subconsciously, I feel that it is a group fight with thousands of troops, and there is no technical content at all. Even if there is the legendary art of war, there is a large open space in the middle of the confrontation between the two armies, and there are no mountains or woods, so you can see each other at a glance, and there is no zài to use the terrain or anything.

It's hand-to-hand combat!

Mu Fushu had a headache. She has killed wild beasts and men. But the beast eats man, and if you don't kill it, it will eat you. Those who kill are also bad people, and if you don't kill them, you will be unlucky, and if you kill them, you will still wear here.

But she couldn't watch the death of someone she had no grievances with. Those people are the sons of their parents, the husbands of their wives, and the fathers of their children.

Seeing that her face was not good, San Lang said in a deep voice: "Uncle means that you go back first." It may rain recently, and Uncle said that there may be a decisive battle before the rainy season begins. ”

Yang Weng was still concerned about Mu Fushu's identity. No matter what, Cui Chongyu is her father.

Mu Fushu sighed and said, "I don't worry about you and Mr. when I leave." ”

Saburo smiled: "What's not to worry about, we are wearing soft armor." ”

"I knew I would have knitted my arms too." Mu Fushu pointed to the place where he was injured.

The woolen clothes that Dapeng fell off were vests, and he couldn't do it if his arm was injured.

Saburo touched her head: "I'll be careful." You'd better go back to your aunt, she must be worried about the break. ”

Mu Fushu shook his head: "Forget it, I'm here, let me see what the war is all about." ”

"It might frighten you." Saburo said in a low tone: "I was stunned when I first went to the battlefield, and I was almost hacked to death. Fortunately, Uncle pulled me ......"

"Didn't you go to war?" Mu Fushu raised his eyebrows, and poked San Lang's chest with one finger: "Didn't you say that you were staying in the camp?" When did you go to war? ”

San Lang said that he leaked his mouth, and hurriedly flattered: "Just one time, Uncle said let me see it." It's just that I was stunned when I saw someone being split in half, and I didn't sleep well for a few days when I saw someone being chopped in half, and the intestines and blood were all over the ground. ”

Mu Fushu stopped him with some disgust: "Don't say it." ”

San Lang hugged her with palpitations: "Auntie, I think it's too simple, I think that a man has to go to the battlefield to reflect his value." You're right, once the work is done, the dead are innocent, they don't even know what they're doing. It is really sad and ridiculous that people who have no grievances and no enemies treat each other as enemies and never die. ”

Mu Fushu said quietly: "Yes, war is actually a game of those in power. ”

San Lang sighed: "Yes, they want to consolidate their throne and grasp the greatest power in the world, in their eyes, there is no innocent or innocent, only the top of the power is not in their own hands." ”

Mu Fu said quietly: "If you want to stop the killing, there is only one way......"

"What's the solution?" San Lang's eyes lit up, and he knew that the eldest lady had a way.

Mu Fushu smiled coldly, looked at San Lang without blinking, and spit out four words softly: "Kill to stop killing." ”R1152