Tianjin Wei won it without surprise, and it went more smoothly than expected.

It's just that Liu Fangliang's self-sacrifice and loyalty have added a tragedy to this war that did not start in the end.

Jiang Chuan is not a person who kills indiscriminately, he does have a heart of cherishing talents, but he didn't expect this Liu Fangliang to be loyal to Li Zicheng, so strong and loyal, he would rather kill himself than surrender, which made him really a little annoyed in his heart, but after calming down, he was more admired.

If such a person really surrendered himself easily, if it was not a fraudulent surrender, then it would not be worth the trouble for himself, just give the order to open fire.

Although the defenders eventually surrendered before the siege began, he still felt regretful in his heart.

If Liu Fangliang does not die, this time he will be considered a complete merit by winning Tianjin Wei. However, things in this world are always not as good as they should be.

He now finally understands why Li Zicheng will be handed over to Liu Fangliang by Tianjin Wei, because this is a trustworthy person.

Jiang Chuan ordered Liu Fangliang's body to be collected, and buried him thickly, and erected a monument for him.

Even if such a person can't be used by me, he deserves respect.

After entering the city, they have Di Qing and Shanjia to deal with many aftermath matters, and these have rules, so Jiang Chuan doesn't have to worry too much.

He sat in the second hall of the original guard commander and envoy Yamen, looking at the blank pile of letterhead spread out in front of him, but he didn't start writing for a long time, and his eyes looked at a tall elm tree in the courtyard without focus, and there was a bird's nest on the highest branch of the elm tree, and two unnamed birds were chirping on it.

Although Tianjin Wei can be regarded as not bloody, he has a feeling of excitement at the moment.

He didn't know if it was because it was too easy for him to feel bored, or because Liu Fangliang's matter made him feel regretful, in short, he suddenly couldn't lift up everything.

It is said that women are uncomfortable for a few days a month and have a big temper.

In fact, as a man, there will be a few days of low mood every month. I can't be interested in anything, I don't want to talk, I don't want to see people, I just want to be alone.

He thought that maybe he was the so-called eldest aunt.

His eyes were still unfocused, staring into the void, allowing the various emotions in his heart to ferment wantonly.

He began to feel irritable, and the chirping of the two birds in the trees made it even worse.

He walked down the steps and into the courtyard and shouted at the birds, trying to get rid of the birds, even though he was a latecomer and the people were native.

However, the two birds obviously would not give him this His Royal Highness King Qin, but instead flew up and circled above his head, throwing down a lump of green and white filth, which almost landed on him, and then flew up to the top of the tree with a new chatter.

This annoyed Jiang Chuan even more, and he went back to the house, picked up his bow and arrows, walked to the door, and aimed at the two birds.

The bow had been drawn, but in the end he gave up.

Jiang Chuan suddenly felt that he was very ridiculous, and it was really not a glorious thing to have a competition with two birds one day.

He rehung his bow and arrows on the wall, walked over to the large table, and looked at the long sword in front of him.

After a while, he finally drew the blade of his sword, walked slowly down the steps, and walked to the center of the courtyard and made a gesture, and when the long sword in his hand began to dance, he also chanted in his mouth:

"Wu Shan opens, the river dries up, and the three golds are smelted into treasures.

Quenching the green water, appreciating the red clouds, and the five flames are full of light.

The back is inscribed with the word 10,000 years, and the chest is dotted with seven star inscriptions.

The tortoiseshell is jagged white and rainbow-colored, and the wheels are like gold ornaments.

The horrific rhinoceros interrupted Ning Fangli, and the horses were not straightened.

The wind and frost are clear, and the spirit is far away.

The disaster avoidance court wore the Jin Emperor's house, and fled into the Chu King City at night.

Once lucky, the great immortal, the tiger roared and the dragon roared to the sky.

The Eastern Emperor promoted the Ziwei Seat, and the Western Emperor wore the Chicheng Field.

Chengping has been working for a long time, and he is lucky to be full of civil and military equipment.

It is advisable for the king to eliminate disasters and avoid troubles, and to prolong life and prolong the world. ”

With the chanting, the long sword in his hand also began to slash through the void, slowly unfolding.

At first, you could still see the human figure clearly, but later, as the chanting speed accelerated, the sword shadow became faster and faster, and became faster and faster, and finally even the person with the sword completely turned into a cloud of light and shadow.

Jiang Chuan's mind was completely immersed in the sword dance at this moment, and the boredom in his heart was gradually dispelled, and the spiritual platform began to regain its clarity.

All his worries and unhappiness seemed to be swept away by a gust of wind at this moment, and only the sword was left in his heart.

As his sword shadow flickered, even a few fallen leaves on the ground seemed to be swept up by a burst of invisible qi, flying up and down with his sword shadow, and finally simply hovering with his figure.

At this time, what he recited in his mouth had changed from Li Qiao's "Sword Chapter" in the Tang Dynasty to the habitual "Offering Money to Father":

"You are not free, and it is difficult to collect the dragon and the phoenix. The hall is full of three thousand guests, and the sword is frosty and cold in fourteen states.

The drum horn reveals that the sky is cold, and the wind is turbulent. The southeast will always be the golden pillar, who envied the marquis of ten thousand households at that time. ”

Master Gu Long also got inspiration from this poem and created the well-known famous sentence of pretending: "The sword qi is 30,000 miles long, and the light of a sword is cold in 19 states."

The vision of the sword dance attracted the two noisy birds in the tree, and they stopped chirping, and crouched side by side on a branch to look at the strange human intently, as if wondering why the leaves could fly around him.

I don't know how long I practiced, Jiang Chuan felt that his spiritual platform was already clear, and he had completely entered the realm of forgetting things and me.

By the time he stopped, the original boredom had long since disappeared, and his heart was already calm and peaceful.

And a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared all over his body, but the feeling was hearty.

Wiping the beads of sweat on his face, Jiang Chuan called: "Come on, bring a basin of water." ”

He returned to the hall, wiped the sword in his hand and put it back in its scabbard, and took off his sweat-soaked underwear.

When he first came to this world, he was very unaccustomed to wearing this kind of white middle coat, one was that the style made him feel awkward, and the other was that it felt very rough because of the material, and it felt very uncomfortable to wear.

This kind of underwear is made of cotton, not the kind of cotton clothing that is popular in modern society, and it is very rough and uncomfortable to wear. Including socks, they are all made of cotton, which is not breathable and sweat-absorbent, and it is easy to stink your feet when you sweat a little.

If it is made into silk, it is comfortable to wear, but the sweat-absorbing ability is just as poor, and it is not wear-resistant.

At this time, he began to envy those guys who crossed with Taobao or something, no matter whether they could mix well in the past, at least underwear, underwear, socks, autumn pants, and warm pants didn't have to make a living.

Although the armament mall is now open in his base system, there are still no such things as he just said.

If these things can appear, no matter how expensive they are, Jiang Chuan also feels that he can accept them, and he guarantees that he will buy ten sets of eight sets from tank tops, boxer pants to autumn clothes and pants, and sports socks.

Otherwise, speaking of which, he, the prince, is not as comfortable as an otaku in his previous life.

A personal guard brought water, and after washing and scrubbing, Jiang Chuan was dressed again, feeling energetic and full of fighting spirit.

At this time, when it was already dark, he also felt hungry in his stomach, and when he was about to let people prepare meals, he heard the voice of Li Qian, a military commander, outside:

"Lord, the white girl has arrived."