Chapter 11: Yun Huanqing ( 1 )
Eastern Qianguo.
Mukden.
"Retreat!"
As the shrill voice of the eunuch fell, a group of ministers wearing court clothes, mobile phones, and holding wat boards walked out bustlingly.
They laughed as they discussed what was going on in the court.
One of the men was out of place, he was wearing a light blue civilian clothes, the wind blew, his robe was blown up, and the ministers who passed by nodded their heads in response to him, and he also responded with a smile on the corner of his mouth.
He walked silently behind the crowd, the corners of his mouth smiled away, his eyes narrowed, his deep ink eyes, dark and could not see the light, the bottom of his eyes exuded indifference that rejected people thousands of miles away, and his thick long eyelashes softened the original clear outline of the water chestnut.
This indifferent temperament is in obvious contrast to the image of a gentleman just now, which makes it difficult for people to react.
After a cup of tea.
General Yun's Mansion.
Den.
The Huali marble bookcase is placed in the middle, with a lot of books on it, ten square treasure inkstones, all kinds of pen holders, the same does not fall, and there are two dark boxes that do not match it on the bookcase.
On the wall, there are four big characters written in a conspicuous place, the penmanship is vigorous and powerful, the force penetrates the back of the paper, the dragon and snake race to walk, grind through the iron inkstone, at first glance it is simple and unpretentious, but it is also inclusive, which makes people unforgettable.
Yun Mo leaned back on the seat, his fingers rhythmically tapping on the desk, and his ink eyes squinted from time to time, revealing a bit of danger.
"Hey, you mean something, it's been an hour, are these two urns so beautiful?"
At that time, the man sitting opposite Yunjiushen spoke, only to see that he was dressed in a red robe, his face was too charming, the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, there was a tear mole at the end of his eyes, and his black hair was scattered on his shoulders at will.
For a moment, Yun Moxishen didn't move, stared at his face and continued, "No matter how sad you are, you can't change the fact that you lost. ”
"Seriously, this Wei Changhuan is really amazing, how did he know that we relied on the human body to transmit news, and she actually burned the two of them to ashes."
"How troublesome it is to bring two dead people, only you can come up with such a brainless scheme."
Yun Moxi's deep voice was low and magnetic, and he slowly raised his head with a hint of disgust on his face.
"You didn't object at that time, Yun Huanqing, don't cross the river and tear down the bridge."
Rong Jing slapped the table directly, and the entire Dongqian Guo dared to slap the table in front of Yun Moxibustion Shen was the only poison doctor Rong Jing, and even Yun Moxibustion Shen's aunt had to give him three points.
After all, most of Dongqian's soldiers and horses are in his hands, and whoever has the military power in these years is the king.
"General Ben didn't agree, it's you who make your claims."
Yun Moxishen was not angry, his expression became more and more indifferent, and his voice did not fluctuate without any fluctuations.
"This ......"
Rong Jing sat down dryly as if he had been poked in the vital point, glanced at Yun Xishen's stinky face and continued, "I'm not doing this for your good, it was a sure thing to take South Vietnam, who would have expected that the Wei brothers and sisters would suddenly rebel, and the first thing the boss did was to strengthen the border defense." ”
"South Vietnam is already easy to defend and difficult to attack, plus Wei Changhuan is so stirred, it will take Nanyue until the Year of the Monkey!"
"I just sent two people to find out the news first, and I didn't mean to assassinate them."
"I know."
"What do you know?"
"Knowing you're going to fail."
“……”
Rong Jing rolled his eyes indecently and sighed deeply.
"You can't say something nice, no wonder the weak crown hasn't married a wife for three years, not even a concubine."
"I wonder if your sexuality is really what it is."