In this cold autumn, Chongzhen Emperor Zhu Youzhen's mood is not going to get better, even if there is an impeccable beauty like Zheng Yuelin by his side, it is the same.

Dead leaves and cold wind, full of desolation! His mind and body are under a huge pressure on the unknown future!

Although he was not bothered by hunger, how much damage could be caused to people by being forced to hang himself before he died! In the end, what did you get in exchange for such hard work?

Only two or three hours a day, dealing with heavy government affairs every day, worrying about all aspects of a huge empire! Gray hair before the age of twenty! These are tormenting him all the time! Even if he has looked down a lot in this life, it is still impossible for him to treat his life like a game!

It can only be said that his resistance to pressure is better, but it does not mean that his personality has changed!

Chongzhen Emperor Zhu Youzhen often wanders between good and evil! There is an invisible, irrepressible fire in my heart! Let him always unconsciously want to get angry!

If he had a mental health index, he knew that he must fail! Just because he can resist pressure doesn't mean he can ignore it!

Because, the problem he has to face is already unsolvable, and what he is doing now is at most to say, see how to do it, in order to minimize the loss!

From the very beginning, this is a game that is destined to end in failure, life, as it is, not everything, there are winners and losers, many people, once born. Spelled. It's just to see how you can survive. Don't kneel.

Zheng Yuelin's beautiful eyes turned, and she looked very flexible, "You like Zhang Huiyi." ”

Chongzhen Emperor Zhu Youzhen sweated, such a way of speaking, he would naturally think of Wen Dailin, why would an ancient girl occasionally speak in the same way as a modern woman? Perhaps, no matter what era a woman is. They always have a lot in common.

Zhu Youzhen turned his head away, no longer looked at Zheng Yuelin, and stared at the camp of the peasant army, this is a group of peasant troops that are far from being like the army! They are just a group of ordinary peasants who want to eat, and if they are equipped with the same cold weapons, a modern company-level establishment is enough to sweep away these tens of thousands of people!

This is also the reason why at Bali Bridge, the Mongolian iron cavalry of Seng Gelinqin could not defeat the British and French forces, and it cannot be completely attributed to weapons. Weapons never play a decisive role in war!

Morale and training. With a strong economy behind it, and a commander who is not very confused, such an army is already strong enough!

Seeing that Wang Jiayin's big tent has never been opened, all the peasants are staggering around the fire to sleep, Jian Xunlou knows that there is no need to look at it anymore, unless it is a fight, otherwise, if it is a little trivial, these leaders will not come out to deal with it personally.

Seeing Jian Xunlou bending over and standing up, Zheng Yuelin couldn't help but say, "What? Don't observe? ”

Jian Xunlou nodded and said softly, "Don't look at it, let's go, it's a good time now." ”

In fact, Zheng Yuelin has always been very nervous, anyone who is not nervous in the face of such a danger is false, she can't understand, why can this man see such a dangerous thing so freely?

Jian Xunlou also felt Zheng Yuelin's little hand, which was about to stick to him, trembling slightly, which made him can't help but be alert, if he can break through such a heavy danger, it is all pinned on luck and the laxity of the peasant army, it is obviously not possible, or far from enough, he suddenly remembered, don't he still have a lot of anesthetics?

"Don't be afraid, take it easy, I've got something to keep you from being nervous." Jian Xunlou said lightly, and when he saw that there were trees blocking it, he straightened up.

Zheng Yuelin glanced back at the overwhelming fire, the momentum of the peasant army was indeed very amazing, she didn't dare to imagine the consequences of being discovered, which also made Jian Xunlou feel even more pity for this girl, the girls always thought that they were smart enough and strong enough, but in front of real men, they were just a group of objects that needed to be protected.

When she was about to walk to the place where the horse was released, Zheng Yuelin finally mustered up the courage to pull the clothes of Jian Xunlou, "You wait, I want to say something to you, maybe, if you don't say it this time, you won't have a chance to say it in the future." ”

Jian Xunlou was stunned, he didn't know what she was going to say, he knew that the ancient girl was different from the modern one, she hadn't even seen herself, and it was impossible for her to confess to herself like Wen Dailin," he said. ”

Zheng Yuelin's beautiful eyes were brewing with a layer of mist, "You don't always have to be so cold, right?" I heard Huiyi say, you have shown her your face, and I want to see it once, is that okay? ”

Jian Xunlou sweated, it was this matter again, he didn't say that he didn't want to show it, the time he gave Zhang Huiyi was an accident, he hugged Zhang Huiyi, and then Zhang Huiyi suddenly cramped and fell off the horse, he didn't take care of the mask in a hurry, and he didn't untie it for Zhang Huiyi to see.

"I didn't mean to show her, it was an accident, I looked scary, there was nothing to see." Jian Xunlou smiled slightly, although he was in a bad mood, but in the face of a scared girl, he still slowed down his tone, most of the time, he spoke in a very blunt tone, he himself was not unaware of his own problems.

Zheng Yuelin couldn't help but shed two tears, her eyes were slightly red, but it was not the kind of crying method with a red nose, as an emperor, Zhan Xunlou had seen all the beauties in the world, and she had to admit that the way Zheng Yuelin cried was actually very beautiful!

"I just want to take a look, if you die, I'm afraid, I don't know you, and when I get down there, if I get separated from my father, there will be a lot of people I know, someone who can protect me." Zheng Yuelin's speed of speech is also the kind that Zhen Xunlou likes very much, it seems that no matter what time it is, she speaks so elegantly, not slowly, like a euphemistic and melodious tune.

Jian Xunlou smiled bitterly, he had to admit that this possibility seemed to be very large, he had crossed it himself, of course he knew that there was really a reincarnation in the world!

A dead leaf fell between the two people, falling very slowly, and at the moment when the two people were face to face, it seemed to be still stagnant in the air for a moment, and Jian Xunlou took off the mask. (To be continued......)