"Chincha is scared?" The Holy Hand Butcher shook his head repeatedly.

Let's lie to the ghosts, I'm afraid even the ghosts won't believe it.

Besides, the domineering appearance is in everyone's eyes. Just a few words forced the two armies to retreat twenty miles.

At that time, the situation was critical, and the war was about to break out, and even the people in the rivers and lakes watching from the sidelines were terrified. If there is really a fight, I am afraid that no one will be able to escape, and everyone present will suffer from the pond fish and give their lives.

"You also know this, Lord Qincha is a literati, neither a person from our rivers and lakes, nor a military general, where has he seen that battle, he was hard to hold on that day, and then he was scared and sick." Song Zhe opened the river.

Moreover, the extortion of the two tribes of Warat is known to everyone, and it is not a secret, so he naturally became the target of public criticism. The Holy Hand Butcher is different, not revealing a word about his intentions. Song Zhe thought to himself, if you pretend to be stupid, I will also pretend to be stupid.

Of course, the Holy Hand Butcher didn't believe it, thinking that there was an article in it, as the saying goes, thieves have a weak heart, and he was worried that the closure of the camp was aimed at them. Besides, his identity is the commander of the Jinyi Guard, who knows if he will take the opportunity to attack them?

Although they are outside the fortress at the moment, besides, if they are arrested in the name of Jinyiwei, it is estimated that no one will come out to speak for them. No matter how conceited they were, they didn't dare to fight against the 10,000-clothed guards with four people.

Of course, the Holy Hand Butcher couldn't explain what they meant, and they couldn't say that they were here to steal. It's disgraceful to steal things.

Song Zhe couldn't guess their purpose anyway, the butcher was a murderer, and the captain touched the gold was a tomb robber, which had nothing to do with thieves. Generally speaking, people in the rivers and lakes do not act across borders.

"Brother Song, I'll just ask you for a word, will Lord Qincha attack us people?" The Holy Hand Butcher thought for a moment and asked.

"you? What do you mean by that? Song Zhe didn't expect him to ask like this.

"Don't you need to ask, how many of us are not on Jinyiwei's wanted list."

"Oh, your brother is worried about this, then let me tell you, don't worry too much, the minister is here to negotiate with the king of Alta this time, and he will not attack you, and he will not have this idle time. Of course, you'd better not do it at his hands, just don't look for trouble. Song Zhe told the truth.

"Thank you Brother Song, I understand, I won't bother my brother today, I will leave first." The Holy Hand Butcher took a reassuring pill, of course he could sense that Song Zhe was telling the truth, and that Lord Qincha's closure of the camp had absolutely nothing to do with them.

Song Zhe didn't keep him, he personally sent him out, and then looked at the tent where the four Holy Hand Butchers lived.

After the Holy Hand Butcher returned to the tent, he immediately told the other three about Song Zhe's words, and with his analysis and judgment, all three of them were also relieved.

Song Zhe returned to the tent and thought about it for a long time, but he still felt that something was wrong, so he went to the camp to ask for a meeting.

Song Zhe saw the situation in the big tent of the Chinese army, and as soon as he sat down, he said that the Holy Hand Butcher was abnormal, thinking that there must be something greasy in it.

"Childe, will the confrontation in Datong City be repeated here? I feel like we have to be on guard. ”

Besides, I had already vaguely felt that there was such a possibility, and the captain who touched the gold was too conspicuous, so he almost pasted a note from the tomb robber on his forehead.

"What can you do if it's repeated, who's afraid of whom, this is not a post house in Datong City." And sneered.

The terrain is open and protected by a trench outside the camp.

Besides, the idea is that there is a retreat here, an advance can be attacked, and there are six thousand Tatar cavalry guarding there, and they should go into battle in the first round. In such a situation, he is really not afraid of these dozens of masters of the rivers and lakes.

Also, Murong Yanran had already told him that these masters of the rivers and lakes were a whole level worse than those in Datong City, and she hadn't found that there was no shadow of a top master.

Besides, when you think about it, the top master is almost a master outside the world, and he will definitely not fall into the fate of being expelled to the outside world.

"I'm not afraid of anything else, but I'm afraid that there are assassins here, after all, we are in the open." Song Zhe worried.

Besides, the siege and siege of Datong City Post House will not be repeated, Song Zhe thinks there is a certain truth. But whether the assassins will appear or not, it's really hard to say.

Song Zhe has been scouting around, paying attention to the actions of people in the rivers and lakes. These people have been outside the country for a long time, and their whereabouts are very secretive, and it is difficult to say that those who have a hard time will not be bribed to serve as an assassin.

Moreover, the convening of this auction actually gave these people a chance to start.

"Assassins? That's what I'm afraid of the most. Besides, he laughed.

How many times had he been assassinated, and he was the most powerful and famous assassin, and he was still alive and well, so he had a feeling that no matter how he would die in the future, he would never die at the hands of assassins. Of course, it didn't make sense for him to think so, it was just a gut feeling.

"Childe must be guarded." Song Zhe is a little anxious, this kind of thing is often out of carelessness.

During the Han Dynasty and the Han Dynasty, assassins were popular, and many generals did not die on the battlefield, but died at the hands of the assassins sent by their opponents.

During the Tang Dynasty, the assassin atmosphere was still unabated, and since the Song and Yuan dynasties, there have been many fewer such things, but in various security protection measures, anti-assassins are still the first place.

Song Zhe also knew that now there was no master around to protect him, although Murong Yanran was a master, he had to monitor the whole audience, and several of them had to help monitor all the people in the rivers and lakes. If you want to be airtight, you need a few of them to protect you, but you don't want to.

Once an assassin approached within ten steps, if he wanted to kill someone suddenly, besides, these guards around him were simply decorations.

Speed is the most effective killer, instant kill! This word is the most vivid explanation.

Besides, he smiled: "It's okay, what I'm most interested in now is, what does this combination of butcher and tomb robber want to do?" They don't come without a purpose. ”

"I just talked for a long time, but the water can't be splashed, these people are old fritters in the rivers and lakes, and their mouths are very tight." Song Zhe smiled bitterly.

"Then leave them alone, whatever they want, the principle of this trip is, as long as you don't make trouble." Besides.

He really doesn't want to attack these fugitives now, first, he doesn't have the time to spare, and second, he feels that people have already fled to the outside of the Saiwai, and there is no need to drive people to a dead end, as long as they don't return to the mainland to commit crimes, they can do whatever they want outside the Saiwai. If you can harm the king of Alta, it can be regarded as a contribution to the court.

In the past three days, he has returned to his old leisurely days, completely let go of himself, and grinds with Li Xiangjun's ears and temples every day, but it is just a heart-to-heart relationship, and now Li Xiangjun is pregnant, and he doesn't dare to come nonsense, Xiangjun's stomach is his blood and bones, and there must be no accidents.

Now everything is false, creating more talents is the most important thing, whether it is the Marquis of Wucheng or his own family, the biggest problem is that people are not prosperous, if you want to become a big clan, people are prosperous is a hard indicator, and you can't be fooled.

Of course, he also knew that population expansion was not a good thing for a nation, but this was a problem that only arose in later generations. In ancient times, this was not the case, all kinds of natural and man-made disasters came from time to time, people's life expectancy was limited, the mortality rate was still very high, and the population was always controlled to a certain extent, so as not to swell to the point of threatening the survival of the race.

He also looked for Zuo Ling a few times and wanted to live a married life, but unfortunately Zuo Ling didn't bother to pay attention to him.

Zuo Ling followed the devil, thinking about the cooperation with the three ladies every day, it can be said that he was thinking about it, and he was almost crazy, and when he thought of any projects that could be exchanged with each other, he immediately rushed over to negotiate with the three ladies.

Generally speaking, Zuo Ling and the third lady negotiated well, except for the transaction amount of iron tools and military horses, other projects were basically negotiated, and most of them were made by the third lady herself, and she didn't have to go back to ask her father for instructions.

Li Xiangjun knew that he had hit a wall with Zuo Ling, but she felt a little sorry, she was inconvenient now, so she wanted Fei'er and Wan'er to sleep for the sake of the situation, although Fei'er and Wan'er also had some kind of phobia, but they also knew that they would be sad sooner or later, so they agreed shamefully.

Xiangjun proposed this, but he resolutely refused to comply, saying that he was doing chores and had no intention at all.

Li Xiangjun persuaded him several times, but he was politely rejected, and there was nothing he could do.

Besides, his thoughts are very clear, it's not a matter of being lustful or not, he feels that he has too many women, and any more will harm the youth of other girls, and he won't do this kind of thing.

He is not Mr. Taoism, but he can do what he can't do, and he can still completely keep the bottom line. Besides, he didn't have this mind about Fei'er and Wan'er from the beginning, and he was only forced by the bitter tricks of the Salt Gang to accept them as gifts.

Besides, he didn't really have any strong desires, but he just felt that he was busy with business these days, and he was a little snub to Zuo Ling and Li Xiangjun, and it was time to fulfill his obligations as husbands.

I don't know if it's because his body and mind are completely relaxed, but at this moment, he is cultivating and improving quickly. Murong Yanran said that the progress of his family's ancestral Great Zhou Tian Exercise has been significantly accelerated, and there are starlight spots in all the acupoints in his body, and his body seems to have become a sea of stars.

What was amazing was that he seemed to see that all the acupuncture points seemed to be evolving into one space after another, he didn't understand what it meant, and he didn't know if it was good or bad, after all, his family's ancestral kung fu was different from Murong Yanran's cultivation, and Murong Yanran couldn't provide him with this experience.

The ancestor of the Guo family only left this volume of cultivation secret methods, but he didn't have any cultivation experience or experience codex, and there was no explanation about the level, heat, etc., and he also relied on himself to explore the cultivation process.

Moreover, when his father taught him this exercise, he made it very clear that he would only rely on natural retraction, as long as his body and mind were relaxed and free to practice, he didn't have to worry about anything else.

Moreover, he has always practiced like this, until the old man of Qianji drew a golden dragon on him, and since then he feels that his exercises have changed a lot, at least those stars that are integrated into the whole body are not there originally, because these stars are gathered together and happen to be completely integrated with the golden dragon.

What the hell is going on, he can't think it through, and wants to ask the old man Qianji to understand, but that's impossible, that kind of immortal character doesn't bother with him at all, and it's useless to call for a thousand calls.

Moreover, sometimes there was an inexplicable fear, fearing that if he continued to cultivate like this, he would completely deviate from his ancestral exercises, and he had also thought about returning to his original state, but unfortunately it was too late and could not be changed.

Since it is something that I can't reverse, I can only let it go, but fortunately, there is no discomfort yet.