Zhao Jun snorted coldly when he heard this, "Mao Gui? You don't even mention that stuff outside the grill! Yesterday, I thought he had some conscience and knew to suppress Wen Xuan's arrogance for us, but I didn't expect that he was actually wearing the same pants as Wen Xuan! ”

Peng Da couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "It's really unpredictable! Immediately, he picked up the wine bowl and drank with Zhao Junyong.

Peng Zaozhu's eyes rolled, and he had an idea in his heart again, pretending to comfort Zhao Junyong on the surface, but in fact he wanted to continue to provoke him: "You don't have to be so angry, there is a saying that 'people go to high places, and water flows to low places'!" That Wenxuan has been famous for a long time, and he is favored by the saint, and it is normal for Mao Gui to join him. ”

"Whew!" Zhao Jun angrily threw the wine bowl to the ground, grabbed Peng Zaozhu's collar with both hands and said viciously: "What you say is clearly scolding me for not being as stinky as Wen Xuan!" ”

"Alright, alright, he didn't mean that." Seeing this, Peng Da took the initiative to relieve his son and slapped Zhao Junyong's hands.

Peng Zaozhu saw that the law had been accomplished, so he deliberately said stupidly: "What kind of ability is it to fight with me?" has the ability to go with Wen Xuan. ”

Zhao Jun smashed the wine table angrily, clenched his fists and said: "This evil breath does not come out, I, Zhao Junyong, swear not to be a person!" ”

When Peng Zaozhu heard this, he showed a wicked smile, and re-approached Zhao Junyong, who had taken the bait, and said, "Brother Zhao, I have come up with a way to take this breath for you!" ”

Zhao Jun opened his eyes with tiger eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "Don't say it quickly!" ”

Peng Zaozhu smiled, leaned forward slightly, and said confidently: "This Wen Xuan and Mao Gui are now thinking about how to lead the Yuan Dynasty army to Xuzhou, so as to share the pressure on Liu Futong in the Runing Mansion. ”

Zhao Junyong asked suspiciously: "Is there such a good way?" Tell me, how do we go with the flow? ”

Peng Zaozhu then said his plan: "Aren't they unwilling to reuse us? Then we will simply take our brothers in the city to recuperate and wait for an opportunity. ”

Zhao Junyong scoffed at this: "This is what you said to follow the trend?" Isn't this just staying in the city as they are told? ”

Peng Da said dissatisfiedly: "What's the hurry? You might as well listen to what he has to say. ”

Peng Zaozhu was able to continue to tell: "The concessions we make now are just pretending, otherwise how can we make them relax their vigilance? ”

Zhao Junyong smacked his lips, "You go on." ”

"We have fought with the Yuan soldiers before, saying that they are wine bags and rice bags are just some bold words to comfort themselves, and when we really go to the battlefield and fight hard, the Red Turban Army has not won me very much, not to mention that Xuzhou is the bait they used to seduce the Yuan soldiers, Liu Futong will definitely not send the main force to reinforce this place."

Peng Da couldn't help but praise his son's remarks, "This is reasonable, the Yuan soldiers are all wearing armor, how can it be like we all rely on a pair of flesh and skin to win?" ”

Zhao Junyong also nodded subconsciously.

Peng Zaozhu continued: "I bet that Wen Xuan's people must have already thought of a way to retreat, and at that time, they will run away without a trace in Xuzhou Chengpo, but I am afraid that we will be sacrificed and captured by the Yuan soldiers to ask for merit and reward." ”

Peng Dashen thought so and asked, "Then what should we do?" ”

"Nature can't wait for death! Isn't the reason why we defected to Mingjiao because we fell in love with the reputation of the righteous army? Now that we have become a thousand households of the Red Turban Army, the goal has been achieved, so why bother to get involved with them again? ”

"Before the Yuan soldiers attack, we just need to make sure that most of our men can be safely withdrawn, and then we can part ways with them as it should be, and put the responsibility for the defeat on them!"

Since Wen Xuan helped Han Lingyue rescue Li Xixi from Chakhan Timur, she has always been by her side, helping her to overcome one difficulty after another without danger, even Shang Cai, who wanted to go to the danger alone this time, was also for herself.

As soon as she thought of this, Han Lingyue couldn't wait to immediately throw herself into Wen Xuan's arms and leave him behind, but after looking at Wen Xuan's unwavering expression, her heart was full of bitterness again.

The two have been together day and night for so long, Han Lingyue naturally sees Wen Xuan's thoughts very clearly. The reason why he has always regarded himself as a novice and never sought a decent identity for himself in the Mingjiao and the Righteous Army like other people who are bent on fighting for their own interests is because he has thought too carefully about things.

In order to maintain his image as a saint, he was willing to wronged himself as an entourage to accompany him, and never complained. In order to give others the truth, he refused to hold any position in the Ming Sect and the Righteous Army.

This is not only because of his love for himself, but also because he has a more paranoid personality and the inferiority complex brought to him by his status as a saint.

Although Wen Xuan has always been very bold in doing things, and his gestures exude the charm of masculinity, in fact, only Han Lingyue knows the extremely soft and delicate things in his heart, which not only creates his deep psychological characteristics at a young age, but also makes him always more extreme when doing things.

Although this trip is a life-saving life, if he can be separated from himself and do this seemingly impossible thing alone, he will definitely reap many self-evident benefits. In addition to enhancing his confidence even more, it was also enough for him to accumulate enough prestige in the Ming Sect to arouse the real attention of his father Liu Futong.

As long as Wen Xuan gains a foothold in the Red Turban Army with this matter, his future achievements are limitless with his ability and talent. At that time, even if the father does not approve of this family business, it is not good to forcibly separate himself from him.

Although Han Lingyue is a daughter, she has followed Liu Futong to participate in Mingjiao affairs since she was a child, so she is different from ordinary women, and she has her own opinions on things.

After silently thinking about Wen Xuan, he resolutely abandoned all the reluctance and worry in his heart, and made up his mind to fully support him.

"If this thing can be successful, my whole sect will remember your kindness." Han Lingyue did not leak a drop of water to hide the appearance of her daughter that had been inadvertently revealed before, and said solemnly in the tone of the noble saint of the Ming Sect. After that, he took out the Mingjiao holy decree symbolizing his identity from his waist again and handed it to Wen Xuan's hand.

Feeling the residual warmth on the token, Wen Xuan became more and more determined in his belief in success, straightened his waist and promised: "I will definitely do my best." ”