A woman with a high appearance will be cared for by the opposite sex wherever she goes, but Xia Hanxue conquered everyone by not relying on her beauty and moon appearance. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The soldiers never imagined that the county lord would be able to walk among them and do something that only a woman born into an ordinary family would do. The daughter of a rich family doesn't even want to look at these things, even if she does it, it's just to learn how to be a good female celebrity to cope with an errand, let alone work for a group of rough people.

Her gentleness is like a spring breeze, blowing the ice in people's hearts in the icy and snowy land of this northern country.

Xia Hanxue is very beautiful, and men love her beauty, but what is even more admirable is her actions.

"What's the matter, the county lord of Guangling came out to let off steam?" Xiao Jing came out of nowhere, and said with a smile: "I heard that the county lord is anxious about what others are anxious about, and Xiao Ke has a chilblain on his back, can you please apply some medicine for me?" ”

Xia Hanxue blushed and said, "As soon as we met, we were not serious, and we came to talk nonsense again." ”

After speaking, she looked at Xiao Jing suspiciously, and said with concern: "You ...... You don't really get chilblains, do you? ”

Xiao Jing laughed and said, "Naturally, it's a joke." You know what? Now everyone here says that it is really ashamed for a manly man to let a beautiful girl take care of him, so everyone is holding back their energy! Oh, a man's self-esteem! ”

Xia Hanxue lowered her head and sighed: "In addition to these dispensable things, what has the slave family done?" If it weren't for the send-off, they wouldn't be stuck here now, would they? ”

Xiao Jing shook his head and said, "What do you mean dispensable?" Morale is also very important, okay? We don't have many people in the first place, and if we don't have the courage anymore, we won't want to escape from this tribe in this car house in this life. ”

After that, he mysteriously called Xia Hanxue aside, and said, "Actually, I have an idea......

An hour later.

Xiao Jing's figure appeared in the yurt where the soldiers gathered. Everywhere he went, he repeated the same words:

"You are well aware of the situation. The Beihu people have been slow to act, and no one knows what they are going to do.

I think if they make a move, we may face a catastrophe. At best, you may have a chance to get out of the way; At worst, only a handful of people will be able to escape, and we may be wiped out. So, to put it mildly, we should prepare for the worst.

It's not about being discouraged, it's about thinking about defeat before you win. We are a great team, and even if we can't go back, we must leave something in the world as proof that we once existed! ”

Someone whispered, "What's the use of saying this?" People don't necessarily get out. Even if I write it out, my family is gone, who can I show it to? ”

As if to answer his question, Xiao Jing smiled and said, "There must be someone among us who can return to Da Rui easily, Xiao is convinced!" Ladies and gentlemen, I am not a member of the Xia family. My name is Xiao Jing, and I am the president of the Mirror Newspaper, and many of you should have heard my name. ”

The soldiers were in an uproar, and the man who had just muttered opened his mouth even more in surprise. As soldiers in the Beijing camp, many people have heard of the mirror newspaper, and some literate people have even read it. Except for a few people who had known about it for a long time, the rest of the people didn't expect that President Xiao of the newspaper was actually in the team.

"Whether you have relatives or not, you can leave a message. Once I had it organized, I would make many copies and carry it with many different people. Once someone escapes back to the Central Plains, these words will be sent to your family. If the person who left the message is willing, the newspaper will also select the part that is suitable for the newspaper and publish it to the world. Don't you have anything to say?

To tell the truth, on the way north to send off the family team, Xiao has made many comments and reports. For Beihu, for Heqin, there are countless pairs of eyes watching in the world! Your words will become the most precious memorial of the family, the evidence of Beihu's indefensible crime, and the proof of my Darui boy's courage and unyieldingness, which will be passed on to future generations! ”

When he had finished speaking, he bowed and went out. Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and it exploded in an instant.

Not long after, Xiao Jing's yurt was full of people standing in front of it.

There was a low table on the blanket, and Xiao Jing sat cross-legged behind the table, listening and recording at the same time, writing very attentively.

Fortunately, the Beihu people, who only love swords and don't like paperwork, can't look down on the worthless pen, ink, paper and inkstone that Xiao Jing brought, so he has the opportunity to write here today.

The people sitting at the table are also strange. Some people said that they exchanged tears at the emotional place, some people scolded Hu Ren, and some people wanted to stuff their belongings to Xiao Jing, but he didn't know if he could go back alive, so he had to refuse with a wry smile.

After a while, there was a sudden sound of small footsteps outside. The soldiers surrounding the door got out of the way one after another, and Xiao Jing, who was writing hard with his head down, smelled the familiar sweet fragrance wafting from his side before he could raise his head.

Xia Hanxue is here.

Her daughter's house was not as "indecent" as Xiao Jing's, so she knelt on the blanket according to the ancient rites. Born in a wealthy family and well-educated, she can be called suitable for movement and quiet, and her slender waist and elegant and moving style have successfully attracted Xiao Jing's attention from the paper to the side.

The two simply looked at each other and smiled, and then went their separate ways.

Xiao Jing had a lot of written papers spread out beside her, and she picked up each one and looked at it. The ink was not yet dry, and she gently blew it dry; It had already been done, and she sorted it out according to the number that Xiao Jing left in the lower right corner, and stacked it neatly aside.

After that, she took out an inkstone and studied the ink gracefully like a maid. President Xiao stopped writing and smiled apologetically, but Xia Hanxue gave him an encouraging look and motioned him to continue writing and not stop.

The beauty is on the side, and Xiao Jing's work efficiency has also improved a lot. He wrote several more pages before he peeked at everyone's expressions.

Envy...... Maybe that's the only word that can describe it, right?

At one point, he even felt like he was giving dog food to a "single dog...... Is this a show of affection?

There were too many people, and Xiao Jing gradually became a little tired. Xia Hanxue simply picked up the pen and made up for him on the side, and the two worked together very tacitly.

Xiao Jing then thought of what she said after hearing her idea: "President Xiao, the slave family is also an editor!" ”

Every now and then, someone coughs in front of the door. At this time, the narrator inside began to talk about it with understanding, because he knew that the Beihu people were coming again.

Ever since the people who sent their relatives had communication with the people of Beihu, there were always all kinds of Beihu people wandering around the camps of the mission. At least on the surface, they are ordinary people.

But in reality?

The Beihu people's surveillance of the mission has not stopped for a day!