Lan Qingyue had just "sent" the medicine to the prunella grass beside the bed, when she saw Meng Hu, who had just been sent out by him, came back angrily, and there was also an old bear with him. The most surprising thing is that the old bear, who has always been hot-tempered, looks like he is comforting Menghu.

In the past few days, because of his "recuperation", a lot of trivial matters have been involved, and the noisy people are upset. In order to find out the people behind the scenes, they had to swallow their anger for the time being, among these people, the old bear and Menghu were the most upright, and they didn't know how much anger they suffered because of this, just looking at the appearance today, I don't know what happened to the moth.

Lan Qingyue hurriedly smeared the remaining medicine in the bowl between her lips, and only heard their words when she got closer. "Brother Menghu, why bother with those soldiers and ruffians, and no matter how they guess, don't you see the general's complexion, isn't it better than one day?"

Meng Hu's face was full of indignation, and he didn't care to see whether Lan Qingyue's face was red or white, so he just casually took it: "Although it is a fact that the general was injured, I can't allow them to discuss the general's rights and wrongs behind their backs." If it weren't for the general's order, I would have beaten them half to death. ”

The old bear's thick bear paws slapped Meng Hu twice on his back, while not forgetting to squeeze his eyebrows with Lan Qingyue, this expression was made by him who had always been honest, but there was an indescribable funny color. "Brother Menghu is angry, we just wait for the general to get better, and ask those villains who are spreading rumors behind their backs to beat themselves in the mouth. ”

In the past few days, he has not found a chance to explain clearly to Meng Hu, or rather, he has never known how to speak. After such a delay, to this day, Menghu is still kept in the dark.

The corners of his lips were full of bitterness of medicinal juice, Lan Qingyue opened his mouth at this time, he coughed dryly twice, and Meng Hu, who was still in anger, was immediately attracted to attention, and three steps turned into two steps, and when he arrived at Lan Qingyue's window, he smoothed his back with concern.

"Menghu, how many times have I explained to you, now it's just an expedient measure, you are so unbreathable, but it is a rumor that someone with a heart is taking a walk. "I thought I would be able to go out after the injury was healed, but who knew that the assassination incidents came one after another, Lan Qingyue only felt that if she lay down again, she would have hair on her body.

Seeing that some precious medicinal herbs and ingredients were sent into the plant under the bed, serving it with delicious food and drink every day, and watching the speed at which it was thriving, Lan Qingyue couldn't help but feel distressed about it.

He waited impatiently for the past few days, but those people still showed no signs of making a move, so he had to pretend to go down, and only the scholar, Rat Jiu, and Lao Xiong, who knew about it, accepted his complaining gaze every day.

The breeding of rumors often means that the enemy is going to make a move, hearing such news in the army, Lan Qingyue's joy in his heart is indescribable, and he only wants to treat the person who caused the incident as a bodhisattva to express the joy in his heart.

As expected, the patience of the master's envoy behind the scenes will also run out. About two days later, Lan Qingyue's figure in the bed was fat again, and the prunella grass in front of the window grew more and more luxuriant, and they finally couldn't bear to make a move on him.

In the afternoon of this day, after lunch, there was still a lingering smell of meat in the air, and there were gradually figures swaying outside Lan Qingyue's tent. At first, it was only three or five tightly wrapped armor, and after half an hour, such people became more and more.

They turned heads and ears in twos and threes, and exchanged heads and ears in the direction of the tent, such behavior was already contempt for the general's majesty, and if it was on weekdays, it would have been dealt with by military law long ago. The few soldiers waiting outside the tent didn't seem to see it, and let them make trouble.

This kind of situation is what several of them like to see, they have been really wronged these days, and there is nowhere to vent their anger in their chests, if it is not for the sake of the overall situation, even the best tempered scholar may have to go away.

No matter what actions are taken outside the tent, they only pretend to be completely ignorant and let them toss and turn, in order to let them relax their vigilance and start as soon as possible, so that they can end the patience of this nest as soon as possible.

Even now, at sunset on the western hills, after the soldiers gather at dusk. These men wrapped themselves in the seamless, and carried the long knives of the marching and fighting at their waists, but no one came out to stop their movements, and even the commander's tent did not move, so they became more and more emboldened.

From muttering at the beginning to pointing at the handsome account and commenting, the attitude is simply arrogant. Lan Qingyue fed the medicine in her hand to the prunella grass at the bedside again, and the sound of quarrels outside the tent was transmitted into the tent. As early as when the armor gathered, Lan Qingyue had already informed Meng Hu of the whole story.

The reason was that he was so angry that he wanted to cut down those ruffians who dared to make trouble, and several people couldn't stop him with great effort, so they simply explained the whole story. Unexpectedly, after listening to Lan Qingyue's words, Meng Hu did not make a fuss in his imagination, only was silent for a moment, and sat back at the table drinking the pot of cold tea.

Under Lan Qingyue's strong request, the three not towering hills of Scholar, Rat Jiu and Lao Xiong have been in front of him since the beginning, just to prevent Meng Hu from running wild, and Lan Qingyue will suffer unnecessarily.

I didn't know that the matter was clear, but Meng Hu reacted like this, like this, there were no less than three empty pots placed next to him, and the latrine also came and went a few times, and he was not too troublesome, so he just sent the pot of water in his hand to his mouth.

In one afternoon, Meng Hu didn't know how many times he looked at Lan Qingyue, and he didn't see him blaming him, which made people feel sad for no reason. Even Lan Qingyue fed the prunella grass with the medicine he had boiled with his own hands, and still sat there silently, like a wooden man.

Xu felt that these soldiers were almost making trouble, Shaoguan cooperated with the two lieutenants who came to visit the tent that day, and with three unfamiliar faces, slowly walked to the front of the tent from the rear of the entire team, and was swept away by Shaoguan's eyes, and the soldiers who were in chaos immediately stopped the noise, and stood in place with their heads held high.

At this time, another group of people came to the front of the battle with them, led by the other two lieutenants, and the Shaoguan party formed a horn confrontation, and each side was vigilant against each other's every move. One side seemed to be protecting, the other side seemed to be provocative, and the atmosphere between the two sides was already tense, and the thick smell of gunpowder escaped throughout the army.

Lan Qingyue, the main master they were waiting for had already appeared, and if they continued to cower in the tent, they would be a little too much to say. Lan Qingyue put on a moon-white shirt with silver threads, and with the four deputy generals behind her, she confronted the three of Shaoguan from afar.