When the group returned to the camp, the sage immediately came up and hugged He Zhichun and cried bitterly, and after crying, he knocked her head violently, "If the gentleman does not stand under the dangerous wall, what kind of hero is your three-legged cat!" He Yu is upright, and he has taught Wu'er to be like this! ”

The British man coughed, where is Li Tianbao upright?

He Zhichun's eyes turned red, "My brother was taken away by the enemy, how could Tianbao see death and not save ......"

When the sage heard this, he was really happy, and touched He Zhichun's head, "My son is kind!" ”

The King of Jin who was lying on the couch was cold in his heart, and the sage really had a grudge against him.

"Daddy!" He called softly.

The sage glanced at King Jin and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this is the will of heaven! He couldn't make a choice, so God helped him make a choice.

Master Zhiyuan is indeed a person with great wisdom and real ability.

The people present are all human spirits, and the saint's mind is a little obvious at the moment, and now Princess Tianbao is really going to soar.

Many people looked at Xue Guitong Yuankui with envy, how much virtue did these two people accumulate in their previous lives, so that they could be able to see the pearls when the British master was in decline, and it would be a step to the sky in the future!

Cui Yu looked at Cui Jiu with a constipated expression, what should he do if his son returned to Chang'an and was about to become a princess......

He shuddered.

Cui Jiu was secretly happy in his heart, but there was one thing he cared about very much, "Sage, the person who captured the King of Jin is strong in martial arts, and he is not under a certain level." And he has a magic skill, as soon as he whistles, he will call all the horses of a certain and Ah Qiao......"

Now the people in the tent are all upright, they also have a lot of cavalry, He Zhichun and Cui Jiu's war horses are well-trained and good horses, he can summon them, what about ordinary horses?

Think about it, just after the battle, as soon as he whistled, all the horses ran away disobediently, isn't that a gift to the enemy? How else to set up?

At this time, a crisp voice sounded at the door of the tent, "This person's name is Yang Wanchun, he is the city lord of Anshi City, and he is extremely good at defending the city. When I went to Silla, although I was known as the god of war in Goguryeo, in fact, there were three people who really made meritorious contributions, and the other two were Yang Wanchun and Anu, and Anu also came to the aid of Anseongseong. ”

When He Zhichun heard Cui Yun's voice, he was overjoyed, great, she was not Su Yuan, she was Cui Yun!

If she was Su Yuan, then the Cui family's status would be embarrassing, after all, they brought the enemy into the army, which is an unshirkable crime.

Without waiting for everyone to speak, Cui Yun continued: "Everyone also saw on the battlefield today, although Anu is a woman, she has no arrows and can pierce Yang in a hundred steps!" At the time of the big war, the best thing is to behead the boss and break the flag! ”

If the boss dies, then it is almost equivalent to winning without standing, and if the flag is broken, then morale will plummet.

This move is the same as He Zhichun's idea of taking Pyongyang directly.

"And Yang Wanchun is good at defending the city. He has a lot of experience, and when Su Kun commanded the Goguryeo army, he had already served under his command and was a veteran. In Goguryeo, he was nicknamed the god of horses, because he was born as a horse breeder, and during the attack on Silla, he once summoned five enemy horses at the same time. ”

Although Cui Yun didn't say it in detail, everyone understood it at once.

Although she is strong in martial arts, she is too young, only slightly older than He Zhichun, even if she is a genius in war, it is impossible to have the prestige of the god of war all of a sudden.

This Yang Wanchun must be the person behind the scenes sent by Empress Dowager Jiang to Cui Yun to help her establish her prestige, and he is the real god of war in Goguryeo.

No wonder after Cui Yun left, Empress Dowager Jiang's position as the queen mother still sat firmly, because she still had Yang Wanchun.

Cui Yun stopped at the point, did not say anything in detail, and the sage did not ask, just looked at her with a smile, and then asked He Zhichun to go down to rest first, and found the British prince to treat the legs of King Jin.

He Zhichun returned to his tent and suddenly screamed, where was he still a little calm before!

"Yunxia Yunxia, my feet are blistered with blood, and half of my life is gone! I don't dare tear off my shoes and socks......"

Don't break and stick to the socks, otherwise you will pull the sour taste! Don't dare to think about it, don't dare to think about it

Yunxia hurriedly fetched water for He Zhichun, and walked over with silver needles and medicine.

"Let's come, you go and change Ah Yun's clothes." As soon as Yunxia set the needle, Cui Jiu walked in.

As soon as He Zhichun heard his words, he looked at him and smiled, Cui Jiu had such a tacit understanding with her, and the first thing she thought about when she came back was to strip Cui Yun naked to verify her body, they had already neglected the first time, and they couldn't neglect the second time.

But judging from Cui Yun's performance just now, she should indeed be Cui Yun.

He Zhichun's feet shrank back, a little embarrassed, "It's better not to, after walking so much, my feet may stink!" You're so clean. ”

Cui Jiu had already lifted He Zhichun's feet and put them on his lap, "It's all on the battlefield, no matter how clean it is, there is no way." Just fight a fight, your whole body is dirt, your whole body is full of blood, and you are still poor! ”

"Besides, Ah Qiao's feet, haven't you seen them a long time ago? White and fragrant. ”

He Zhichun's face flushed, can you talk well? You think it's eating steamed buns!

No, when she thought about it, she was hungry and wanted to eat pig's trotters.

Cui Jiu took off his shoes for He Zhichun, ripped off his socks again, looked at them carefully, and said, "Fortunately, it's not broken, you soak your feet first, and then give you some medicine to puncture it, and you will get up tomorrow." Don't get up tonight, if there is anything at night, tell Yunxia to do it. ”

He Zhichun looked at Cui Jiu's serious appearance, his heart moved, and he called softly, "Cui Jiu." ”

As soon as Cui Jiu looked up, he felt a soft thing fall on his face, and then left quickly.

Cui Jiu touched his face and laughed happily, "Ah Qiao! When we return to Chang'an City, let's get married. ”

He Zhichun nodded, "Okay!" ”

She is already fourteen years old, and basically the saints can only choose her as the prince! When the dust settles, you can marry Cui Jiu at any time.

He Zhichun thought and hummed a small tune from Yuezhou.

Cui Jiu was full of joy, and with a needle, he pricked the bubbles on He Zhichun's feet......

Later, when He Zhichun thought back at night, he always felt a little embarrassed, is this your way of celebrating that you are going to marry your daughter-in-law? Piercing her feet all over the holes?

But now her whole body is immersed in that tacit understanding, and she didn't think of this at all.

"I plan to ask for the saint's life tomorrow, take 5,000 elite soldiers to bypass Anshi City, go to Pyongyang, and wait for the destruction of Goguryeo, we can return to the court, I am already homesick and miss Daddy. You see I missed my sister-in-law's birth and my second brother's marriage to Ah Nuo...... Maybe when she returns to Chang'an City, Ah Nuo is pregnant...... I really want to go home! ”