The woodcutter entered the big tent, walked quickly to Ma Xiaotian's table, knelt on one knee with his fists clenched, and reported to Ma Xiaotian in a loud voice: "General Hui, today there is a team of people from outside your mansion, and the pair of people and horses is in charge of a young woman, and the subordinates heard from the conversation between your housekeeper and the young woman who came, that young girl may be your sister, behind your sister's pair, the subordinates found a 'tail', and the subordinates and a few brothers acted separately and followed this all the time." Tail 'went out of the city, and found that this group of people had a foothold in the forest not far from the city, and this group of people was very similar to the group of people who attacked the post station last time, and their dialects were very similar, and their subordinates suspected that they were the group of people who attacked the post station last time. ”

Ma Xiaotian, who lowered his head and continued to paint, listened to the general report of his subordinates, and the painting under his hand was also painted, looking at the finished painting, frowning and staring at the picture for a moment, he did not rush to stamp the inscription of the painting, but put down the brush in his hand, raised his head, looked at the woodcutter in front of him, and ordered lightly:

"Get up and speak."

"Yes, General Xie!" After thanking Ma Xiaotian, the spy dressed as a woodcutter got up from the ground, stood up straight, and his back was straight, no longer like the hunched back caused by long-term heavy physical labor, at this time, he was completely a young hardcover young man.

The momentum emanating from his face and body was incompatible with the woodcutter's outfit on him, and the contrast was very great.

"Zhuo Songbai, your disguise technique is very good!" Ma Xiaotian looked at the changes between the person in front of him and the woodcutter just now, and couldn't help but be happy in his heart, happy that he really received a rare person in his account, he really admired Zhuo Songbai's disguise technique.

That day, he took Zhuo Songbai back to the city, but he actually wanted him to secretly ambush outside the mansion. He didn't expect that Zhuo Songbai still had such a unique skill as the disguise technique.

After returning to the barracks from Youzhou City that day, Zhuo Songbai began to disguise himself into a different identity every day according to the deployment, leading a small team of people to secretly monitor outside the Ma Mansion. Ma Xiaotian didn't expect that he would inadvertently get such a talent, and also helped him improve the disguise skills of the spies in his team.

Zhuo Songbai heard the general praise his disguise technique, he scratched his head a little embarrassed, his technique is a little bit of a witch according to his junior sister, he is just imitating his appearance, Qian Yingying can imitate it vividly from his voice, temperament, and appearance, and even standing with the object being imitated, it is difficult to distinguish.

Thinking of his junior sister's disguise technique, Zhuo Songbai modestly said to the general: "I have only learned a little bit of disguise technique, if it is profound, it has to be my little junior sister, Yingying She not only imitates the shape and spirit, but also the tone of speech, the personality and demeanor of handling things, and the posture of walking can be imitated with the real and fake." ”

Zhuo Songbai's modest words were unintentional, but after hearing this, Ma Xiaotian had a plan flashing in his heart. There was a hint of calculation in his eyes, and in his heart he had a plan.

"Since that's the case, then I'll entrust you with one thing" Ma Xiaotian nodded confidently, then waved his hand at Zhuo Songbai with a smile, signaling him to come forward and come over.

Zhuo Songbai didn't understand why the general said this, so he obediently stepped forward and walked up to the general, Ma Xiaotian stood up, attached one hand to his ear, and whispered a few words to him.

"Tomorrow, you will be responsible for accompanying Qian Junshi into the city, and by the way, this matter will be done." After the whispering ended, Ma Xiaotian's voice returned to normal and ordered Zhuo Songbai.

"Yes, my subordinates understand!" Zhuo Songbai nodded, he was already clear about the general's explanation, and he also agreed with the general's decision in his heart.

"Let's go down and rest." Ma Xiaotian had already explained everything that should be explained, so he asked Zhuo Songbai to go back to rest, but he was tired of this kid for a few days.

"Yes, the general also rested early, and his subordinates retired." Zhuo Songbai knew that this was because the general understood his hard work and didn't let him wait here, so he hurriedly asked An to retreat.

Watching Zhuo Songbai leave, the big tent was quiet again, Ma Xiaotian turned around and paced in front of the table, and after going around the desk, his eyes stayed on the painting he had just completed.

In that picture, a beautiful girl wearing a fairy skirt, sitting sideways in the gazebo to enjoy the flowers, he only painted the soft back of the beautiful girl, and a smiling side face, from the side face can see the beautiful face, willow eyebrows, slightly curly eyelashes, lingering eyes, straight nose, and slightly raised cherry mouth.

The towering hair shows the graceful curve of the neck, and although it is only a back, it still reveals the graceful curve of the shoulders.

Ma Xiaotian stood in front of the desk, looking at the beauty in the painting and being fascinated, I don't know how long I looked for it before I took my eyes off the painting. He sighed a little regretfully, sat back in his chair, picked up the brush and wanted to write something, but when he picked up the pen, he saw that the beauty in the painting seemed to be smiling at him, and he couldn't help but feel a palpitation.

The brush in his hand was suspended in the air, never falling, Ma Xiaotian felt a sense of irritability in his heart, he had no choice but to lose patience, put the brush down, shook his head with a wry smile, raised his hand to pick up the painting that had been dry, and reluctantly looked at it again, and then carefully rolled up the painting, and after rolling it, he looked at the box with the documents on the side, and felt that it was not appropriate to put it here, so he got up and took the scroll, returned to the inner tent, and put the painting in the cabinet where he put his personal belongings.

Zhuo Songbai came out of the general's tent and walked to his tent, and on the way, he happened to meet Qian Kun. Qian Kun deliberately waited for Zhuo Songbai here.

Zhuo Songbai came back much later today than in the past, Qian Kun also noticed that it was very late, and couldn't help but worry a little about his safety, at this moment he was standing here, hoping to see Zhuo Songbai return safely. Since Qian Yingying and him met and the father and daughter were reunited, Qian Kun felt that his life had been completed a lot, and now he would have no worries about choosing a good home for his daughter.

People often say that the children of troubled times are chaotic, and now in this military camp, if you want to choose a husband for your daughter, the only ones who can make Qian Kun into your eyes are Ma Xiaotian and Zhuo Songbai.

Ma Xiaotian is a general who has followed him for many years, although the two have different identities, but they are sympathetic friends on weekdays, they treat each other as old friends, but now Ma Xiaotian has made a marriage, and he has a heart for Tang Haitang, so Qian Kun does not expect to entrust Qian Yingying's fate to Ma Xiaotian.

However, this Zhuo Songbai, who grew up with Yingying's childhood sweetheart, may know more about Qian Yingying's temper than his father.