78. Ideal
"Why?" Madrigal looked down at Zheng Qian and saw her intoxicated.
"You see, the lake is so bright, there are so many flowers on the grassland, and the sun is so blue in the distance...... If the samurai find nothing, we will still stand in heaven. Zheng Qian squinted at the clear sky and muttered poetically: "When the invaders and the aborigines start to fight, heaven becomes hell." ”
"War is never necessary, it is only a coercive measure for the redistribution of benefits. But war is always indispensable, because counter-aggression is the supreme integrity of a nation. "I respect the rebels, but I must be insensitive to the orders. ”
"Even as an intruder?" Zheng Qian looked up at the pastoral song, the melon seed face on her back was so moving, showing the naivety and innocence of the girl, although she didn't know how much acting skills she had, but her focused eyes revealed adoration.
"......" Pastoral stopped talking.
"Why did you join the fleet?" Zheng Qian took out her notebook.
This similar question reminded Madrigal of Roujia. His heart was cut and twitched like a skinned frog. He wanted to vomit as soon as possible, but he didn't trust Zheng Qian.
For Zheng Qian, other people's privacy can be exchanged for fame and fortune.
"Because joining the fleet allows me to meet like-minded Chen Guangwu, Tang Xianchu, Lu Yu, Yang Ji, and I can meet the upright Li Zi and the enlightened you. Madrigal replied tactfully: "We are of the same opinion." If we can reach a consensus, we can change the status quo together – isn't that more efficient than fighting?"
"What do you want to change?" Zheng Qian suddenly became interested, poking the notebook into the madrigal's qiguang knife. The notebook burned as soon as it was touched by a knife, and it immediately burned, and the flames licked Zheng Qian and threw away the notebook with a "ah", holding her scalded fingers, and bowing her head to suck.
"What are you doing?" said Madrigal.
"I'll burn the book, and what you're going to say next is a secret between us. I have no right to disclose it to the public until you have given your consent. Zheng Qian explained understandingly, she held her fingers and looked up at him with interest. She has a pair of fawn-like eyes that make people want to be immersed in her gaze.
"What is your idea of joining the fleet?" Zheng Qian saw that he was vigilant, so she grabbed Madrigal's sleeve and shook it gently, and whispered coquettishly.
"The Faun is a great man, and he chooses to live to die. But as a normal person," Madrigal had to say, "if I had predicted my defeat, I would have retained my strength, continued to climb up, and thrived with my ideals until I held supreme power." Isn't this much more efficient than burning jade?"
Zheng Qian nodded thoughtfully: "The Faun God shined in the battle of the plague and is one of the youngest sun gods in history. If he hadn't been so rigid and yang, had a clear distinction between right and wrong, and had a little understanding of advance and retreat, I'm afraid he would have climbed to the position of the commander of the God of War Temple by now. ”
"So, life is like washing dishes, your hands are dirty, for the more important thing is cleaning. Madrigal looked down at his hands, "I will continue to kill until the order of the universe changes because of me, even if the infamy rolls in behind me." ”
If Roujia were to sit here, the madrigor would vomit quickly, and he would sit down and say that the ideal of loneliness is like a person who activates the mechanism to keep out the cold, the blood is cold, and only the heart is hot. The merits and demerits have their own posterity.
But it was Zheng Qian who was sitting here, and Mu Ge bit his lip, and he didn't talk about the rest of it.
Zheng Qian held her heart exaggeratedly and let off her looks: "Wow, my heart is numb." Your ambition is so great, should I hug your thighs as soon as possible?"
"You're not going to put these things into the material, are you?" Madrigal was indifferent to Zheng Qian's seduction.
There was no one around, Zheng Qian seemed to be a different person, turned her head playfully and hummed: "That depends on your performance." You want me to keep it a secret, you have to be nice to me, right?"
Pastoral suddenly thought that if he wanted to please Zheng Xuan, Pastoral should accept Zheng Qian. On the other hand, in order to please Zheng Xuan, Zheng Qian will also consciously approach Zheng Xuan's beloved general - otherwise why would Zheng Qian be so active?
In the past, Zheng Qian was like a weak and panicked deer, which made Muge feel love and pity and couldn't bear to hurt it. But after experiencing Wu Yu's smiling tiger, Muge's vigilance grew, and he found that Zheng Qian's heart was extremely strong, and she could calmly reverse many unfavorable situations. And those pitiful shots are just a veil for her to fool the world.
No matter how cute Zheng Qian is, naughty and coquettish, Mu Ge can't wait to stay away from her, he wants to stay away from all acting schools. He couldn't tell Zheng Qian's truth from falsehood, and when he was confused, he suddenly remembered Shuna who was far away in Xia Xing - how safe and happy it was to be able to embrace that kind of hot sincerity.
Pastoral warned himself that he must not be moved by Zheng Qian. When he was silent, Tang Xianchu rushed over to relieve the siege: "Report to the centurion, this lake is strange." ”
"What?" Madrigal stood up, the gas knife in his hand scorching a piece of grass.
Yu Long also led seven or eight chiefs to rush over and immediately reported: "A large number of empty cans, old uniforms, scrapped weapons and bullet casings belonging to the rebels have been found, which proves that the information of the superiors is correct, and there have been a large number of rebel activities here. However, after searching the lakeshore and confirming that all the rebels had disappeared, the trail came to an abrupt end. ”
Zheng Qian pulled out the brooch and poked it in Yu Long's face to record: "Let's be clear, what is the evaporation of the world?"
Tang Xianchu gasped and said: "The supplies and baggage have been abandoned, and the vehicles and personnel are all missing. This is called the evaporation of the world. ”
"There are thousands of acres of grass, and there are countless dangers, why did the rebels choose a lake...... "Pastoral Song pinched his chin and thought, and suddenly looked up and asked: "Ask the flags, do you see a strange reflection on the lake?"
Zheng Qian didn't expect Muge to ask strange words.
"That's this weird!" Tang Xianchu panted and approached, pointing to the lake side by side with the madrigal: "There are no clouds, there should be no shadow on the lake!" However, some people reported that they saw the shadows patrolling on the lake, and I confirmed it many times, and more than ten people witnessed the strange shadows on the lake......
"What's the matter......" Zheng Qian didn't know what was going on, but she couldn't interject into the words, holding the recording brooch and frowning anxiously.
Madrigal tilted his head to the microphone on his face and said: "Report the fortress, there is an enemy situation in the lake to the north, suspected of being a base for the people in the wall, and apply for further investigation of the connection between the people in the wall and the rebels, over." "Wen Xuanji modified the network command system of the rebels, so that calls no longer consume light dust, but consume batteries, which invisibly improves the endurance of the legion. Although the light dust system is powerful, the daily necessities of the rebels are more convenient.
"People in the wall?!" Zheng Qian desperately sorted out the ins and outs.
"Centurion, do you suspect that the ...... in this lake" Yu Long's "man in the wall" had not finished speaking, when he heard the regiment commander Yuan Hua retort sharply in the microphone:
"If you have no evidence, don't make strange arguments! How can a lake be a base? You don't know anything about the people in the wall, do you have other motives to make people sensational......
Zheng Qian opened her mouth wide. She knew that Yuan Hua and Muge were at odds, and she didn't come to trouble Muge because of the pressure of the chief of staff yesterday. Now that Pastoral suddenly made a radical judgment, even Zheng Qian found it difficult to accept, and Yuan Hua's rebuttal seemed reasonable.
Pastoral ignored Yuan Hua's reprimand and raised his head and shouted: "All flags obey the order! Withdraw to the land, repeat, withdraw to the land!"
Under the clear blue sky, a huge reflection suddenly appeared on the surface of the lake, like a deep-sea giant kun rushing straight up from the bottom of the lake. The shadow magnified dramatically, blooming into a large gulp of blood, as if it was about to drink the entire surface of the lake in one gulp.
Zheng Qian's face turned white with fright, and the brooch slipped from her hand and sank into the grass. The pastoral dialogue she secretly recorded was also in it.