Kaiping Weixi City Thousand Households

Shen Xuan stood in the lobby with his hands in his hands, looking at the picture of the tiger descending the mountain on the wall, his eyes were cold and thoughtful.

A scribe waited in the hall, and after a long time, he heard Shen Xuan say, "Call Zhou Rong to see me." ”

"Yes."

As soon as the scribe retreated to the door, Shen Xuan's voice came from above his head, "Remember who I am loyal to, don't do anything superfluous." ”

"Yes, Xie Deputy Qianhu Teachings."

The scribe was so worried that he didn't dare to look up.

Could it be that Deputy Shen Qianhu has already noticed his secret movements?

He must be thinking too much, right?

When the scribe left, Shen Xuan stood still for a moment, then turned around and left the lobby. The hem of the cyan robe swept behind him, and between the actions, it seemed to carry the cold wind of Shuobei.

Kaipingwei commanded the envoy, and the king of Gaoyang looked at the few drawings in his hand, his eyes lit up. Meng had a dry throat and smoke in his throat.

From the bunker to the pit, from the rejection of the horse to the chariot, the king of Gaoyang seems to have endless questions, and any omissions in the details can be pointed out by him one by one.

If you want to get by, it's simply impossible.

Meng was bitter in his mouth, no matter what kind of tragic life this county king will have in the future, now he is the beloved son of King Yan, and he can decide his life and death with a word.

can't continue to refresh his favorability, once he is drawn into his camp, the future is doomed to tragedy. But you can't anger him, or there will be tragedy now.

Headache, unusual headache.

"The king, the chariots and traps used by the lowly are but paths. On the real battlefield fighting, it is still the arrangement of troops and the ......"

"Lonely Zhilu Dao." Zhu Gaoxu interrupted Meng's words, "These orphans have learned, and what you want to ask about is your small path." ”

"Yes, humble."

"Now tell Lone about the use of this firecracker."

"The king of the county, this humble person really doesn't know."

"You don't know what to do?" Zhu Gaoxu raised his eyebrows, his face full of suspicion.

"Back to the king of the county, I really don't know what to do." Meng frowned, and the wound on his shoulder began to hurt, "The humble is just a general banner, and the only ones who know the Tao are what I have seen from the books, such as firecrackers and artillery, and the humble is really unfamiliar." ”

Meng made up his mind and did not let go of the fire in this matter. As long as Shen Deputy Qianhu doesn't leak his mouth, no one can force the segmentation of the fire gun - shooting - hitting - on his head.

The more he came into contact with Zhu Gaoxu, the more cautious Meng became. I always feel that this king of Gaoyang County is very different from what is recorded in the history books.

"That's it." King Gaoyang waved his hand, as if he believed Meng's words, "Then you can tell Gu, if you make this bunker higher and use it on the side wall, how about it?" ”

"Yes."

After another half an hour, the king of Gaoyang County let Meng leave.

Bowing down and exiting the door, Meng's voice was hoarse, the wounds on his shoulders and arms were tearing and aching, and his tense nerves still didn't dare to relax.

walked all the way to the gate of the Wei Command Envoy Division, and only then did he dare to breathe a sigh of relief. As soon as the spirit relaxed, the injuries on the body hurt even more.

Hand the waist card to the soldiers for inspection, looking at their envious eyes, Meng is like a dumb person eating Coptis chinensis, and he can't say anything if he suffers.

They can't be told that unless history changes, the big tree of Zhu Gaoxu can only be viewed from a distance, not climbed. Even if you get caught in a branch, you will die a terrible death. Treating him as a backer is equivalent to registering in the life and death book of Hades, just waiting for the day when his head moves.

"Mr. Meng, you are soaring, and you have to bring more of your own brothers."

"That's nature, definitely, definitely!"

The vague and the border army guarding the door gave up his hand, and after a few words, Meng took the waist card, immediately smeared oil on the soles of his feet, and stayed away from this place of right and wrong as quickly as possible.

After walking for a while, the wound became more and more painful, and I held on for a long time, but I couldn't hold it anymore.

Leaning against the outer wall of a courtyard, I wanted to take a breath, but my eyes were black for a while. Secretly said that it was not good, and seeing a few border soldiers coming towards him, Meng didn't care about anything else, and raised his uninjured arm, "Brother, can you help?" ”

The sound was not loud, but it clearly reached the ears of several border soldiers. Several people paused and looked at Meng.

Meng saw that a few people stopped, and hurriedly said: "I am a ...... under the command of Deputy Shenqian of Xicheng."

Before he could finish speaking, a border soldier who was stopped by him had already walked away, not someone else, but the archer Gao Fu who had helped him before and gave him a piece of horse meat.

"Don't move yet."

Gao Fu squatted down, and his big calloused hand fell on Meng's shoulder, with a jacket padding, and Meng still hissed.

"The wound is cracked."

The old border army has long been accustomed to such things, who does not have a few knife marks and arrow scars on his body. It's just that the scabbed wound is the most tormenting thing when it is cracked again, and if it is not well maintained for a few days, sooner or later it will leave the root of the disease.

Meng recognized Gao Fu and wanted to say hello, but was intercepted by Gao Fu, "You are on duty today?" ”

"It's not." Meng shook his head, "I wanted to go to meet Deputy Shen Qianhu, but I encountered something on the way." ”

Several border troops who followed Gao Fu surrounded him, "Xiaoqi, could it be that this is the sour ding in your mouth?" ”

"Can you really kill the Tartars like this?"

"There can be no fakes, and it will be difficult to find the same one after searching the entire health center."

"That's right."

Gao Fu helped Meng to stand up, "I'll send him to his house, Zhuzi, to find a doctor." ”

"Let's go."

A tall and sturdy frontier soldier answered, turned and ran away.

At this time, another team of border troops came to the front, led by a tall and strong person, with dark skin and a strong appearance, who was a general banner under Shen Xuan.

Outside the city, he dealt with Meng Zongqi and reluctantly became a coachman.

"Is it Meng Zongqi in front?"

Meng was stunned for a moment, and thought about it carefully, this person seemed to be surnamed Zhou, and he was also a general banner.

"I am."

"Meng Zongqi, Shen Deputy Qianhu summoned."

Meng smiled bitterly, did he want to see him before, he is like this now, it is difficult to stand, how can he see it?

"Zhou Zongqi, look at Meng Mou now...... Can you repay the deputy thousand households and be accommodating? ”

Without a moment's hesitation, Zhou Rong shook his head directly.

Deputy Shen Qianhu ordered, who would dare to be accommodating?

There was no way, Meng could only signal Gao Fu to let him go, "Then let's go, but please ask Zhou Zongqi to help him." ”

"Done." Zhou Rong took a few steps forward and helped Meng.

"Gao Xiaoqi, thank you today."

"Not necessarily." Gao Fu shook his head, "They are all brothers who have killed the Tartars together, and they are all outsiders." ”

Meng nodded, didn't say more, and wanted to cook a good meal another day to entertain Gao Fu and others.

Zhou Rong left with Meng, Gao Fu and the others didn't stay long, and the doctors found by the pillar didn't come in handy, so they didn't dare to complain after running in vain.

These fierce god-like military men are still less troublesome.

The sky was about to be dark, and Meng was taken to a wing room on the east side of the second hall of the Thousand Households in Xicheng.

A brazier burned indoors, dispelling the evening chill.

After the black case, Shen Xuan was writing something, and his side face was reflected in the candlelight, and his eyebrows were like distant mountains, and his skin was like jade.

"I've seen the deputy thousand households."

Meng knelt on one knee on the ground, the coolness spread from his knee little by little, and the wound became more and more painful.

"Get up." Shen Xuan raised his head, saw Meng's pale face, and frowned, "Zhou Rong, go and ask Doctor Zhao." ”

"Yes."

Before the time for tea, the door of the wing room was pushed open again, and an old man who had read fifty years walked in with a medicine box on his back.

"I've seen the deputy thousand households."

The old man had a long gray hair floating under his chin, his appearance was elegant, and the blue round-necked cloth shirt was very cleanly washed.

"I'm tired of Dr. Zhao."

"Don't dare."

The old man walked to Meng Jin, first looked at his face, didn't speak, and looked at Shen Deputy Qianhu.

"Zhou Rong." Shen Xuan picked up the pen again, stained with ink, and "helped him sit down." ”

"Yes."

Meng was helped to sit on a chair on the side of the table, and subconsciously wanted to stand up, but Dr. Zhao pressed the uninjured shoulder, "Sit honestly." ”

After the words fell, he sat directly on another chair, pressed his two fingers on Meng's wrist, stroked his beard and groaned.

Zhou Rong retreated, and Shen Xuan buried his desk again.

The only thing in the room was the occasional crackling sound in the brazier, the grinding of the pen against the paper, so quiet that even the sound of breathing could be heard.

Meng turned his head and looked at the shadow reflected on the wall, his heart moving slightly.

Wei commanded the envoy to the department, Zhu Gaoxu had eaten, Wang Tingshi brought tea, and the scribe who had been warned by Shen Xuan knelt under the hall.

"Look, the king?"

Zhu Gaoxu lifted the lid of the cup and blew it gently, "It's okay." Shen Xuan won't stab his father, you go down and be careful. ”

"Yes."

The scribe retreated, and Zhu Gaoxu put down the teacup, and a gloom flashed on his face.

Wang Tingshi stood aside, bowed his head, and did not dare to speak.