Yu Marquis in the army, in charge of discipline, law, and spying, cannot be appointed by a person who is not upright and resolute.

Duan Xiushi, who is now three years old Chinese New Year's Eve, is such a person, since he appeared in the history books, he is not known for his martial arts.

In his tent, on the large case in front of him, there were several stacks of discs several feet high, four small ones on the left and right, also piled up with tall papers, and several military scribes were burying their heads in writing something, and when they saw someone coming in, they didn't move.

It was himself, who slowly stopped the pen in his hand, raised his head from the copy, and looked at the young man standing in the tent.

At this glance, I immediately found something unusual, but after going out, after ten days of hard work, Liu Wulang, who was flying and jumping off, and the corners of his eyes were eager to go to the sky, how could he look like a different person, much calmer?

Duan Xiushi became interested all of a sudden.

At this time, Liu Ji had not recovered from the shock, he finally knew his name, and the same as the future generations, he felt like grasping a straw in a desperate situation, he thought he had lost everything, but he didn't expect fate to leave him a little thought.

Even for the sake of this name, he can't easily give up his life, because this is the only thing left to him by his family in later generations.

"My subordinates have seen Marquis Yu, and this time I was ordered to go out of the enemy's territory, and I have found out the truth of the Tubo people, and the situation may not be the same as we expected, they ......"

Before Liu Ji's words were finished, he was interrupted by him waving his hand: "Gossip Huti, did you really kill Da Nang?" ”

This question again, Liu Ji felt that his head began to hurt, since the crossing to the present, he had seen a total of four people, three of them asked the same question, and the remaining one was probably dragged away before he had time to ask.

Is this beggar famous? He really wanted to ask, but when the words came to his lips, he just nodded: "Yes." ”

"It stands to reason that there is a confession as evidence, Yang Pre-'s words are proof, this credit should be yours, beheading the fifth level, and also contains a famous warrior, the method of going to the battle, even if it is to take the number of wins, it is common for the three times to be transferred to the first level of the officer, but after all, it is behind the enemy, the two of you fled all the way, weapons, horses, and armor were lost, and there was no evidence on the side, so it was really reported like this, it is difficult to ensure that some people in the army are not convinced, do you know?"

After saying this, Duan Xiushi stared at his face without blinking, as if there was a flower on it.

He was waiting, waiting for Liu Ji's defense, and even ready, this son would be mentally prepared to be angry and scolded.

But what is disappointing is that the young face is still calm, and there is no trace of waves in his eyes: "Nine people went out, only two people came back, no need for others to say, I feel guilty myself, what kind of Lao Shizi merit, it is better to turn it into a generous gift to the deceased, if it can really be so, the subordinates are full of hospitality." ”

Duan Xiushi's surprise was even worse, but it was not revealed on his face, and he still said in a deep voice: "In the battle of Fujiqiao, you bravely climbed first and broke the formation of hundreds of people, don't you want this kind of jumping work?" ”

"When a person is about to die, he should survive, and he just escaped with his life, how dare he take credit?"

Aggressive and strange things, Duan Xiushi can no longer hide the surprise in his heart, who doesn't know that in this Anxi land, whether it is the previous generation of Jiedu envoy Gao Kaifu, or this generation of Jiedu Liuhou Feng Changqing, they all love this son very much, and they can still rub a little bit if they have no merit, who dares to erase the real merits?

The big defeat last year, because of the cover of Li Xiangguo in the DPRK, everyone who fled back was rewarded, this fifteen-year-old boy who didn't have any hair, jumped down and rose three levels in a row, becoming the youngest general in the Dadu Protectorate, I don't know how many people envy the eyes.

Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered that it was this experience that this son was like a different person, acting perversely, dissolutely, and becoming a harm in the house!

Could it be that after experiencing life and death again, he has turned his temperament around?

This realization actually made him feel uncomfortable for a while, and just as he was about to say a few words of comfort, a very loud voice, along with a black shadow, suddenly rushed in.

"Duan Laosi, is Gorou here with you?"

The movement was so great that even Liu Ji couldn't help but want to look back, but the scribes on both sides turned a blind eye, obviously not surprised.

Who can rampage without scruples in such a strict place, even Duan Xiushi, who is known for his uprightness, just smiled bitterly?

Qiuci Town is located at the southern foot of the Tianshan Mountains, on the northern edge of the Tulun moraine, which is the Tarim Basin in later generations.

There is Khotan in the south, Shule in the west, and Yanqi in the east, and the three towns plus the Tianshan Mountains are strictly covered, so it will become the seat of the Anxi Metropolitan Protectorate.

Qiuci City is the original Qiuci King City, the city is divided into two sides, inner and outer, the inner city has many official offices, and the family of the powerful is the core of its rule.

On the official road leading to the inner city, two columns of honor guards walked slowly, and the knights held high the dragon and tiger flags painted with gold and copper plates on one side, and a long tail on the other side, and the yellow and white leopard prints danced like a spiritual snake.

Behind these guards of honor, the two horsemen walked side by side, and on the left was a seven-foot-tall man, and the Turkic horse, like a big dog, made an expression of attentive listening, but his eyes kept staring ahead.

"General Cheng's envoy this time, he has been going for several months and traveling thousands of miles, it must be very hard, right?" The one who spoke was a middle-aged man, with deep hair and eyes, but he was dressed as a Tang Dynasty, wearing a purple dark-grained round-neck court dress, and a three-beam Yuanyou crown, looking like a wealthy person.

"It's just a little bit of effort, it's not worth anything."

The big man owed, and replied respectfully, this answer was too formal, which made the old man frown a little.

"The general is humble, the hard work is high, the dust has not been washed, the little king has prepared a thin wine in the mansion, it is better to go with me first,"

"Zhongcheng is still waiting, he doesn't dare to take a break, he can wait for a while, he will come to the door to disturb one or two, please don't blame the governor."

This Cheng maniac! The man didn't get the answer he wanted, and he wasn't annoyed, seeing that the inner city gate was in sight, he lowered his horse's speed.

"Then let's say it, and when the time comes, I'll catch up with you."

"Duo Cheng Du Shengyi."

The big man saluted him with his fists clenched, and his speed did not slow down in the slightest to keep up with the honor guard in front of him, and behind him, a cavalry of nearly a thousand toothed soldiers rumbled by, like a giant dragon with teeth and claws.

It wasn't until the whole team disappeared into the door that the man and the people he brought with him slowly turned around, and they were going to the Governor's Mansion of Qiuzidu, which was located in the center of the outer city, which was originally the Thorn Mansion in the city.

The reason why I want to say it was originally because this man was the leader of the city sergeant clan, the leader of one side.

The hereditary governor of Qiuzi and the king of Qiuci Bai Xiaojie sealed by the Tang people!

"King, Madman Cheng's mouth is so tight, is the matter done? Still didn't work out? The governor of the Governor's Mansion was also another man who was also a member of the royal family, and opened his mouth in puzzlement.

Bai Xiaojie dragged the head unhurriedly, and said meaningfully: "This king just tested him, and he refused without thinking, and he didn't even hit him, isn't the result obvious." ”

"That is, it is done?"

"If it is done, it may not be a good thing, and if it is not done, it may not be a bad thing." Bai Xiaojie shook his head, with a worried face: "Wang Zhongcheng has a few days, less than a year of hard work, Anxi is going to change the master again, whether it is good or bad, only God knows, you had better restrain your subordinates and don't cause trouble." ”

After admonishing him, he suddenly thought of something: "What about the seventh?" ”

Everyone was a little dazed, but the man just replied: "Yesterday, I led the troops out of the city, as if I went to the east." ”

He and his servants are silent, the current Tang Emperor likes to work on the side, and changing a border commander means that the war is going to start, last year's defeat, the elite soldiers in the palace were swept away, and this Wang Zhongcheng, the previous envoy was gathering soldiers and horses, and the money and food were all from them.

For these local scholars, any achievements are nonsense, only the land under their feet is real, after all, this place has been ruled by the Tang people for more than 50 years, and they even use official dialect for private conversations.

The mountain rain is about to come, and the wind is full of buildings, Bai Xiaojie looked at the dark clouds in the sky and sighed silently.