Chapter 360: Rain in the Desert (26)

Early in the morning, Quan Ce woke up from his sleep with a splitting headache. Flash Dance www.. com

A slightly cool jade hand reached over and covered his forehead, and his fingers rubbed it deftly, and it was indescribably comfortable.

Quan Ce opened his eyes, his gaze was a little evasive, and he didn't dare to look directly into Xie Yaohuan's tender eyes.

It's just that I looked away, and I saw that the light yarn was low, and a rose-red chessel was piled up with powder, porcelain white as snow, and there were some blue handprint marks on it, which was very dazzling.

"What do you see?" Xie Yaohuan snorted weakly, and covered up his clothes, but not to cover up the spring, but to cover up the scars.

Quan Ce smiled apologetically, stretched out his hand, took her hand away, stroked it lightly on the handprint, his lips moved, and there was only one sentence left in a thousand words, "I have treated you badly"

Xie Yaohuan's body was soft for a while, and he fell on the bed, supporting himself with his elbows, so as not to press on Quan Ce, smiled sweetly, and rubbed his cheek against Quan Ce's forehead, "Where is the disadvantage?" I'm much luckier than a lot of people."

Quan Ce sighed slightly, and gently hugged her tightly, "I didn't know your mind, it's mine, and I hope you don't mind, and look at the future, and treat each other with your heart."

The corners of Xie Yaohuan's mouth hooked up shallow laugh lines, her ears and temples grinded for a moment, her cheeks turned red, she straightened up, crawled over the end of the bed, and looked at it carefully, her expression was even more cramped, "Lang Jun, it's time for you to get up."

Although Quan Ce was puzzled, he also knew that his daughter's family was accustomed to a little secret, so he obediently got up in his clothes and went out to wash.

When he walked away, Xie Yaohuan immediately jumped off the bed, his legs were weak, he almost fell, he struggled to stand firm, moved the brocade quilt away, and his eyes were red, and he hurriedly put away the whole sheet with a red face, folded it carefully, held it in his arms, and tried to recall his youth, all in the palace, fighting for power and profit with conspiracies, it seems that there is nothing to recall, and then thinking of the clouds and rain last night, Lang Jun did not have a normal and gentle appearance at all, which made him suffer a lot, and he did not feel obsessed. Flash Dance www.. com

"Master, Danzhou Governor Zhang Jiujie asks to see"

A sound sounded outside the door, which woke her up from her reverie, cut her hair, sat down on the brocade pier, and began to take care of her makeup.

"Quan Langjun, Wu Sansi is in collusion with Khitan Li Quanan, please arrange it properly, just in case" Zhang Jiujie carried his robe and stepped into the door in a few big steps, cold sweat on his forehead, and his voice was hurried.

Quan Ce's surprise was not trivial, a sip of tea almost squirted out, jumped up, just about to ask, but then thought about it, Wu Sansi is the nephew of the Great Zhou Emperor, the royal family, the prince of one word, the wealth is extreme, colluding with the Khitan, there are all kinds of harm but no benefit, his mind gradually calmed down, frowning and staring at Zhang Jiujie, "Why did Zhang Dudu say this?" ”

Zhang Jiujie was so anxious that he jumped to his feet, ignoring the etiquette, and rushed to Quan Ce, spitting and splashing stars, "Quan Langjun, Yao Zhu said it himself, Wu Sansi got Li Duan's secret letter, and arranged for him to go out of the city tonight to meet with Li Duan's people, this is not collusion, what is it?" ”

Quan Ce narrowed his eyes, and solemnly told him last night that Zhang Jiujie had arranged a secret person by Yao Zhu's side, and he came to tell Yao Zhu's secret today, is it a coincidence? Or does Zhang Jiujie also have eyes and ears in this Shengzhou Governor's Mansion?

"Zhang Dudu, how did you know about such a private matter?" Quan Ce's eyes flashed with vigilance.

Zhang Jiujie was shocked when he heard this, staggered back half a step, and opened his mouth.

Quan Ce's expression was cold, pressing step by step, "I don't know, how do you want me to believe you?" ”

Zhang Jiujie's eyes turned red suddenly, his tall body knelt on the ground, his voice trembled, and he struggled indescribably, "The subordinate is guilty of doing ghostly things to his colleagues, the law and reason cannot tolerate it, and neither can the sage books I have read."

After opening his mouth, Zhang Jiujie smiled miserably and no longer reserved, "Before Quan Langjun came here, Wu Sansi was in charge of defense, and his personality was very inward-looking, he didn't know anything about military affairs, and he often had the intention of making peace, and the Khitan had a deep blood feud with me, how could I bear it?" It's just that his official position is low, and he can't speak, so he managed to put eyes and ears around Yao Zhu so that he can deal with it in time."

After saying that, Zhang Jiujie froze on the ground, and the blood on his face disappeared.

Quan Ce sat upright and listened, stood up, and helped him up, but sighed this big week, the local officials still have a sense of shame, the center of Lille is deceitful, bloody and bloody, but there is no good person, "act at an extraordinary time, no matter what you do, Zhang Dudu has no malice, you don't have to mind this, at this time, you must not lose your will"

"Thank you Quan Langjun for your relief, the offence you deserve, the lower officials don't dare to escape, but now Wu Sansi's movements are suspicious, although the current battle situation is good, the main Khitan force is there, and it is necessary to guard against it" Zhang Jiujie took the so-called sin with a word, and still urgently persuaded.

"Since I know about this, you don't have to worry about it anymore" Quan Ce looked at him directly, he didn't worry about Wu Sansi, and contacted Li Quanzhong, it was nothing more than to talk about peace and surrender, and enjoy great merit alone.

Zhang Jiujie looked at Quan Ce's young cheeks, nodded, he was convinced, and knelt down three times, "Xiaguan thank you Quan Langjun, but there is a drive, and I am willing to follow the dogs and horses."

Looking at his distant back, Quan Ce couldn't help but sigh.

"Lang Jun, what's wrong with him?" Xie Yaohuan turned out of the inner room, dressed as a woman, with light makeup and heavy makeup, her eyes were shining, and she had a variety of styles, which was very different from her cold and indifferent appearance in the past.

Quan Ce admired it for a long time before turning his face and smiling bitterly, "Good people don't live long, and disasters will last for thousands of years."

"That Lang Jun is a scourge, a big scourge, giggle" Xie Yaohuan put his hands around his waist and said with a crisp smile.

Quan Ce smiled and said softly, "Maybe, last night, I was a scourge."

Xie Yaohuan was embarrassed, coquettish and obsessed, Quan Ce smiled and played with her, deep in his eyes, there was a haze, he had already decided, as long as he didn't involve the fundamentals, he would indulge Wu Sansi once, a new man on the battlefield, and dare to dance with Li Quanzhong, a veteran of a hundred battles, but his courage is commendable.

He bowed his head and sniffed the fragrance in his arms, he really looked like a scourge.

Hongshan Daba, the border land of the Khitan, the people of the Yan Tatar stepped into the Khitan a few months ago, and a few months later, they embroidered the white flag of the totem of Changbai Mountain, and returned to the starting point.

Five piles of dry wood in the shape of a hill buried the five heads who had been poisoned and died last night, lit torches and burned them, and the shaman priests shook brass bells and recited humming scriptures to surpass the souls of the dead.

Da Zuoli personally attended their funeral, and at this moment, he still had palpitations in his heart, if it wasn't for the eldest son Da Zuorong who recklessly broke into the tent last night and knocked over his wine jug, he should have been one of those who burned too much today.

"Chief, the Sumotou and the Black Water Leader have led a fight" The solemn occasion was particularly piercing with a screaming report.

There are seven major tribes, and it is normal for them to have entanglements with each other, but it is very rare for soldiers to meet each other, Da Zuo furrowed his brows, and asked sharply, "Why?" ”

"Someone from the Black Water Department poisoned the water source at the end of the millet and killed the people and cattle of several villages, ah......" The person who reported the news did not even say a word to the chieftain to spare his life, and his head was cut off by Da Zuo.

"Order, gather troops and horses, cross the Red Mountain Daba, attack Liucheng, which tribe is outdated, I will personally destroy him" Da Zuo strode rampantly, and the shaman priest who was jumping around blocked his way, and he kicked him out of the way.

"Father, why is that?" His eldest son, Da Zuorong, a strong young man, was only seventeen years old, brave and resourceful, and was the hope of the tribe.

"Da Zhou, someone is unhappy, I'm sorry" Da Zuoli's face was blue and red, and there was humiliation and helplessness.

"Perhaps, our Shen Ya was involved in it at the beginning, it was all the handwriting of Da Zhou, if you endure it for a while, don't be greedy for the desert land, when there will not be a tiger riding today" Da Zuorong thought he was very clever to make up, the two are indeed very similar, when the Yan Ya attacked the Khitan, it was because dozens of tribe leaders were killed.

I didn't see it, his father's face turned the color of pig liver.

On the north bank of the Huliu River, the Khitan camp.

Fu Tieshi sat on the throne of the military tent as he wished, he didn't have much joy, turned his face sideways, looked northwest, raised his head slightly, and sparkles flashed in his eyes.

There is Shengzhou, the state of victory, and the mysterious master is there, and I wonder if he has drawn up instructions for his next move?

(End of chapter)

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