Chapter 183: The Angry Sanskrit Sound

"Take more people with you, and reply to the ministry at any time, at least once every eight hours, and at most three days. As soon as the three days are over, you will return to the ministry immediately, and no matter what you find, you can't stay in Jingyue Lake for long, you know?"

"Got it, don't worry!"

The Northern Tang Dynasty left, and everyone from the Ministry of Military Affairs stayed in the conference room, waiting for instructions.

"Big brother, you can't stop Ah Zhi, and we won't be able to reach the north in a short time. Beitang Muxi said this, but his heart was uneasy. But in any case, the chief general of the Ministry of Military Affairs cannot leave now, Beiming has not returned, and the Ministry of Military Affairs cannot leave the two generals in an unguarded situation.

For three days, the ministers did not leave the conference room for three days. Nan Kun, the head of the fifth division, also rushed to the conference room after learning the news, and Nan Fuyao followed him.

"Kun, you leave for the south today. North Tang Musi commanded. Nan Kun didn't stay any longer, and set off with Nan Fuyao. Before leaving, Nan Fuyao wanted to say hello to Fanyin, but she saw that Fanyin had a solemn face, and she hadn't slept in the conference room for two nights, and wanted to interject, but she didn't know where to start, and finally just left quietly.

On the third day, sixteen o'clock had passed, and the Northern Tang Dynasty did not return on time. The ministers here don't even drink water. Beitang Muxi ordered all the column commanders to attend the meeting in the conference room.

Fanyin's eyes were heavy, and he walked to Mu Xi's side: "Adjutant General, take a step to speak." ”

Musi got up and stepped aside with Sanskrit. "Adjutant General, can Beiming still come back?" Fanyin asked, his face did not change, and Beitang Muxi was stunned. "You're not just waiting for the minister, you're also waiting for Beiming to come back. Beitang Muxi never expected that Sanskrit Yin had taken this into account, and it was exactly the same as his thoughts.

"In this situation, I think the Lord will definitely go to the north. There is no reason why the minister will not send the letter back. "The Northern Tang Dynasty has not sent a letter back to the Ministry of Military Affairs for a long time, and everyone has long had hidden worries in their hearts.

"What do you think of Sanskrit. Mu Xidao, he knew that Fanyin's art of war was not weaker than Tiankuo, and it was more than enough for her to be his deputy.

"Even if the North Underworld returns, you can't let him accompany the Lord to the North. Sanskrit is conclusive, meaning that he does not intend to accept Musi's denial. In fact, Musi had long known that he would not be able to send the North to the North. On the first day of the departure of the Northern Tang Dynasty, Mu Xi sent a message to the Northern Underworld, asking him to return. But two days have passed, Beiming has not been able to give him accurate news, if it weren't for Beiming's own situation, why is it so far, Beitang Muxi has long been worried in his heart.

Beitang Muxi looked at Fanyin, since she learned the news of the spirit a few days ago, Muxi had been secretly observing Fanyin, and her reaction was calm and abnormal, even better than before. "Adjutant General, I," Sanskrit had just started to speak when he heard the soldier outside the door say loudly.

"The Lord, the head minister is back!"

Everyone was shocked and even looked at the door. Fanyin also didn't expect that she hadn't sent another letter to Beiming in the past few days. A lot of thoughts went back and forth in her head.

"Father, I'm back. "Listen, Beiming has already entered the conference room.

"Hmm. The main general, Beitang Muren, only nodded slightly, and the commanders signaled to Beiming one after another.

Bei Ming walked into the house. Only the Sanskrit voice standing on the side of the deputy general did not say a word, and her sharp eyes have been with her since Bei Ming entered the house. When Bei Ming walked into the room, he found that Fanyin and Muxi were standing in a corner, avoiding the range of everyone.

Bei Ming's gaze met that of Fanyin, and at this time, the last trace of warmth on Fanyin's face after hearing Bei Ming's return also disappeared.

A voice came from outside the conference room again, and a soldier said, "General Secretary Mo, the chief general is in a meeting, and it is inconvenient for you to go in." Also, who are you? ”

"Get out of the way!" Modolly pushed open the door to the conference room. Because Beiming came up too fast, she and Hu Qingqing were left behind.

"Commander!" Mo Duoli politely addressed Beitang Muren for the first time after pushing the door in. She didn't know that something big was going on in the Ministry of Military Affairs.

"Mr. Mo. Go down. The Lord will signal to Modori and let the soldiers out. He was very grateful to Mo Doli for carrying the message for Beiming, and did not let her leave for a while.

"Father, what's going on in the north?"

"Still waiting. Beitang Muren's words were heavy.

Fanyin stared at Beiming, and her heart couldn't help but jump: "What's wrong with him." A voice tugged at her heart.

At this moment, Fanyin saw a thin figure walking towards Beiming, a barefoot girl in white clothes silently walked to Beiming's side, looked at the people around her with some trepidation, and she took Beiming's hand in fear. Beiming was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly turned around, Hu Qingqing had already put her hand in his palm, and everyone's eyes widened. Even Yan Tong beside Beiming was surprised. Such an intimate gesture has never been done by the Minister with any girl.

Fanyin's gaze flashed back and forth over the three people who came in, Beiming, Modolly, girl. Her gaze was cold at this point. Beiming turned his head and collided with the light of Sanskrit's eyes, and his heart was cold. I only heard a petite voice whisper: "Beiming, I'm afraid." Hu gently and cautiously walked next to the North Underworld.

Fanyin's eagle eyes suddenly came back to her senses at this moment, only to see her pupils tightened, and said indifferently: "Hu lightly." ”

The girl was also shocked when she heard someone calling her, and hurriedly looked in the direction of Sanskrit Yin, the conference room of Nuoda, they were far apart, "You, who are you?" Hu whispered softly.

I saw Fanyin dodge, returned to the hall suddenly, stood in front of the girl and said coldly: "You are really Hu Qingqing!"

The girl shuddered in the face of the sudden arrival of Fanyin, and hurriedly approached Beiming, not daring to speak.

"Speak. At this time, Sanskrit Yin's face was completely cold.

"Her name is Hu Qingqing. Beiming opened the girl's mouth, "You know?"

After hearing the answer, Sanskrit only felt his heart beat wildly. She turned her head to look at Mo Duoli again: "You took the pill?" Sanskrit's words changed from the previous style, and it only felt depressing to hear.

"You, how do you know?" Mo Doli was also caught by the momentum of Sanskrit, and was stunned for a moment.

Fanyin looked at Beiming again, only to see that his face was a little blue. Fanyin only felt that she had a splitting headache, frowned, and closed her eyes. "You bring the pills to the conference room immediately. Sanskrit said, holding the letter card.

After a while, I saw Yaya running to the conference room with the medicine box on her back. At first glance, she saw that so many commanders were there, so she didn't dare to be rude, and quickly nodded. I only heard the Sanskrit voice inside: "Come in." ”

"Xiaoyin, what's wrong!" Yaya received the message from Sanskrit, and did not dare to delay for a moment, so she hurriedly ran over.

"You take a look at Beiming, hurry up. Minister Bai, I'm sorry for you. ”

"Isn't it you?Xiaoyin?not you?" Yaya was confused.

"It's not. ”

"I'm fine. "Bei Ming wanted to interrupt Sanskrit's move.

"Hurry up!" Fanyin suddenly said loudly! Since she came to the Ministry of Military Affairs, she has never lost her temper with anyone, let alone be so emotionally corrupt as she is at this moment.