"A pair of sluts!"

Aunt Quan's face was pale, and she slapped her palm on the case. Cups and plates jumped, wine and food spilled everywhere, and oil and water splashed all over.

The little slave in Tsing Yi who rushed back to report was so frightened that his legs weakened, and he knelt on the ground with a thud, just like it was not Cao Miao and Sun Luban who were making love on the boat that angered Quan Da Niang, but himself.

He had a sense of foreboding. Something may happen today, and it's a big incident, and if you don't get it right, you will die.

"Revisit." Aunt Quan waved her hand, murderous and fierce.

The little slave in Tsing Yi got up and retreated as if he had been amnesty, got on the small boat leaning on the side as if he was fleeing, rowed hard, and sailed towards the boat in the distance.

Mrs. Quan walked out of the cabin and looked at the river in the distance. The undulating horizon is like a figure lying on its side, with a moving curve, but when she thinks of the boat under the mountain with the battle flag of the Liberation Camp, Sun Luban is being held in the arms of Cao Miao, a descendant of the Wei State, she can't hold back her anger.

At the beginning, it was just a matter of living in the private room of Xi Shi Fang, but now it is in broad daylight, which is simply shameless to the extreme.

One is after the eunuch, and the other is after the businessman, which is really a good match. If it weren't for Sun Luban and Quan Cong's marriage contract, or even if they hadn't done such a thing under their noses on the Xi Shi Fang, she might have opened one eye and closed one eye, and didn't see it.

But now, she couldn't deceive herself.

Even if the head is in a different place, Cao Miao must be killed.

"You, come here." Aunt Quan beckoned, and a sturdy man at the stern of the boat walked briskly and bowed. There are two words on his face, Wei on the left and Lu on the right, and the ink is still fresh.

"Do you know who you're going to kill?"

The sturdy man shook his head, his eyelids drooped, and his expression was indifferent. "As long as the eldest lady keeps her promise, it doesn't matter who she kills."

"The eldest son of Cao Zhi, King of Junyi of Wei State, Cao Miao."

The sturdy man was stunned for a moment, and raised his head suddenly. "What did the aunt say?"

"You heard it right, the person you are going to kill today is the prince of your Wei Kingdom. But don't worry, he has already surrendered to my Great Wu, and he is willing to be the favored vassal of Madame Sun and the princess, and not long ago betrayed the spy of your Wei State. Your Emperor of Wei has sent an assassin and offered a reward of thousands of gold to take his life. ”

Aunt Quan turned around and looked at the man, with a sneer on the corner of her mouth. "This credit is enough for you to atone for your sins, right?"

The sturdy man's eyes tightened, staring at the whole lady. "What do you mean...... It's all true? ”

Aunt Quan smiled. "And that's not all. Have you ever heard of Wu Boxing? ”

"What Wu Fist?"

"According to Cao Miao, this is the fist style taught to him by the immortals, and the gesture is the Wu character of my Da Wu." Aunt Quan couldn't help but mock. "He is now the auspicious rui of my Great Wu, coaxing King Wu to be happy, forgetting that this world is fought by countless soldiers, and it should really be sent by immortals."

The sturdy man blinked, recovered his woods, and arched his hands. "Aunt Xie."

"Go get ready."

The strong man bowed again, bowed and retreated.

A middle-aged man in a Confucian shirt walked over, looking at the back of the sturdy man, with a hint of uneasiness between his eyebrows. "Auntie, don't hurt the princess, if you track it down, the prince won't be able to protect you."

Aunt Quan turned her head to look at the middle-aged Confucian student. "What does this have to do with the prince? He didn't know about it at all. ”

The middle-aged Confucian was taken aback. "Really? You don't mean ......"

Aunt Quan ignored him at all and turned to enter the cabin. The middle-aged Confucian turned around twice in place, stomped his feet, muttered something, and turned to leave. Unexpectedly, Aunt Quan stretched out her hand from the cabin, grabbed his sleeve, dragged him directly through the window, pressed him to the ground, raised one foot to step on him, untied her belt with one hand, and sneered.

"When I'm dead, it's not too late for you to report back. Now, you must serve your mother well, or else I will kill you first. ”

Seeing that the boat was going and returning again, Cao Miao quietly exhaled.

The fish finally took the bait, and this reality show was not performed in vain.

I just don't know how they're going to attack. But it doesn't matter, the initiative is mine, and the means that the other party can take are nothing more than those few means.

"See the ship?" Cao Miao put his arm around Sun Luban with one hand and pointed to the boat in the distance with the other.

"See. It's just a small boat, what threat can it have? Sun Luban was a little sleepy, leaning on Cao Miao's shoulder, unable to even open his eyes. Although she didn't untie her clothes, she just kissed and hugged her, but she still sweated.

"To be able to approach the warship of the Relief Battalion without any scruples at this special time today, even if this ship is fine, it must be a powerful family, or have a relationship with someone in the camp, otherwise it would have been stopped outside a long time ago." Cao Miao pinched Sun Luban's nose and forced her to look at the ship. "Have you forgotten that when the causeway was ambushed, two ships attacked from the water?"

Sun Luban snorted, suddenly came to his senses, stood up straight, and raised his hand to call someone.

Cao Miao pressed her arm in time. "Can you stop being so tigery? Even if he has a problem, what can you judge if you arrest someone now? He didn't do anything. Besides, I didn't say he had to be a problem. ”

"That'...... What exactly do you mean? Sun Luban was a little confused.

"All things are foreseen, and those who are not prepared are wasted." Cao Miao pointed to Sun Luban's forehead. "If you want to take charge of the Relief Camp, force alone is not enough, you also have to use your brains. You might as well think about it, if someone wants to make trouble, whether it is to be unfavorable to King Wu or to cause trouble for you, what will they do? Do you want to show your banner and attack head-on? Or is it a preset trap that lures you away? If it is an ambush, where is it likely to be set up, in what way, how many troops are possible, and what weapons are available? ”

Sun Luban understood a little, nodded, turned around and went back to the cabin, took out the map, spread it on the case, and ordered someone to call Sun Qing and Zhu Ying.

It didn't take long for Zhu Ying to arrive, and Liu Chen followed closely behind, quietly gesturing to Cao Miao.

Cao Miao's face was calm, and he didn't need Sun Luban to say more, he took on the responsibility of a strategist, and organized everyone to analyze the possible situation and how to deal with it. He specifically asked Zhu Ying for advice, and among the several low-level officers under Sun Luban's command, Zhu Ying had the most experience, and he also inspected the most places last night, and was familiar with the terrain. In the event of an accident, she will also be the first to rush forward.

Cao Miao didn't say anything about the boat outside, he just used it as a sand table to deduce, so as not to make everyone too nervous.

After discussing for about an hour and coming up with several plans, Cao Miao wrote a report and ordered someone to send it to Mrs. Sun. Sun Luban only has one song, once dispatched, there will be a vacancy in the guard position, and Mrs. Sun needs to send someone to replenish it in time, just in case.

When it was getting late, Mrs. Sun's reply came, with only two words on it: Very good.