Chapter 101: On the Road
If he hadn't met Liu Ruoying today, Wang Manqiu would have planned to go to work with the boat boss, and he would have walked a little more waterway to Changsha. (8) (1) Zhong Ī© Wen ā” Ī© Net WwćW.*81.In addition to the era of the Soldiers and Horses, these poor people really found a way out, if it wasn't for the fact that Jiang Ning's family had a while to prepare, and then he could bring more wealth and live in seclusion, he was afraid that he would never think of thinking about being a soldier in his life.
When he thought of killing people on the ancient battlefield, killing people was like slaughtering dogs, and he felt uncomfortable in every way. So he is subconsciously a very war-weary person. Recruits are afraid of artillery, veterans are afraid of old guns, that's the reason, because I am too familiar with this history, so I know that I don't want to die unjustly, and the battlefield is even more eyeless, which makes people unable to guard against it, and the background of the war in Xiangyang, what generals are incompetent in command, or those in power collaborate with the enemy and refuse to help, there are too many such things, which makes it painful to think about it.
He sighed softly, feeling a little happy and annoyed. Liu Ruoying saw that he looked strange, and she was even more embarrassed, and she didn't know what to do.
"How about we go to Xiangyang?" Wang Manqiu looked at Liu Ruoying's eyes, and he was a little drunk.
Her heart beat faster and faster, and she hummed softly, and the thought of taking a man to her father was already speechless, and her cheeks were stained with a thick flush, and the burning feeling made her lose her strength. "Childe, are you going to see my father?" After stammering a sentence, she didn't know what she said, let alone the slightest confidence, she hurriedly lowered her head, not daring to let him see her fiery little face.
"That's right, it's almost time for us to meet, you book a hotel and arrange a dinner!" Wang Manqiu said casually.
Liu Ruoying's lips opened. I wanted to say something, but I saw that he had a serious face, but he couldn't open his mouth. Her face was red as if it was dripping, and she bit her red lips. There was a slight hum in his nostrils, and then he raised his head as if he didn't understand it and said, "Why did I arrange a dinner party instead of you visiting?" ā
Wang Manqiu let go of the salty pig hand holding her bee waist and was stunned for a moment, if Liu Ruoying was so tender like water every day, what kind of beauty would it be.
"You've changed a lot lately, and I can't even remember you anymore."
?ā Then you still call me Liu Gongzi! Xiao Yuruo was embarrassed in her heart. I wanted to make a serious appearance, and I tried my best, but I couldn't put on a face anymore, and the little hands that were held were nervously covered with beads of sweat.
"Xianggong, Ying'er doesn't do it." Liu Ruoying's face was bright red, and she hurriedly lowered her head and said in a voice as thin as a gnat.
Liu Ruoying went to the restaurant to pack some belongings, and brought a thirteen or fourteen-year-old maid. They came to the horse shop and rented a carriage, and hurried to the direction of Xiangyang. (Be back soon)