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The next morning, she climbed out of the tent and guarded the soldiers beside her with some care, and then she trotted into her tent, and quickly pulled out a garment from it and put it on, and then she recovered from her nervous state.

She took out the dagger from her sleeve and rubbed it in the palm of her hand, although it was given to her by Xie Yi, but if she really used this dagger for anything, even against a living person, the red waist still couldn't pass the hurdle in her heart.

There was a cold swishing voice in the back of his head: "It's too late to take out your weapon at this time, right?" ”

The red waist was sharp, subconsciously held it in his hand, and turned to face the cold face of the white-faced coachman. I didn't hear any footsteps, and I didn't know when he followed.

The red waist looked at the knife on the waist of the white-faced coachman, and thought of the knife in and out of the blood, and said vividly: "This is not a weapon." ”

The white-faced coachman looked at her faintly, and didn't seem to react. Red Waist looked at his face, and his heart suddenly moved, the question she asked about the age of the nine kings before, she couldn't help but think of the coachman, the coachman's face seemed to be detached from his body, and it was impossible to judge the age. But the red waist remembered that Xie Yi said that all martial arts need to be accumulated over time, with the skills of the white-faced coachman, will he actually be older than he imagined?

Unexpectedly, the white-faced coachman actually agreed with the red waist for a while, stared at the dagger and said, "It's really not a weapon, it's something for women." ”

Redwaist quickly looked at the dagger in his hand, and then looked at the coachman: "Do you know this dagger?" ”

The white-faced coachman said coldly, "Yes, Feng Ming." ”

There was a strange glow in the eyes of the red waist, and he said for a while: "Then have you heard of Feng Ming's blood oath." ”

Talking to the white-faced coachman felt different from the Nine Kings, I don't know if it was because of the face that would never produce expressions, and the words that came out of his mouth had a stereotype similar to his face.

The white-faced coachman skillfully met the eyes of the red waist, and the red waist assured that there was definitely a trace of strangeness in those eyes, and then the stereotypical words sounded: "The blood is an oath, because it is rumored that this dagger is attached to the Yin spirit, and if the two parties who dripping blood oath do not obey it, they will be counterattacked." ”

Redwaist was startled: "Backlash? What backlash? ”

In fact, when it comes to the word backlash, some people will start to believe it or not, and the subconscious reaction of the red waist is too late to doubt.

The white-faced coachman's gloomy gaze swept over his red cheeks and said, "Who knows, it's about a catastrophe from heaven, but death will not break it." ”

Disasters fall from the sky, but death will not break. The red-waisted knot felt the coldness blowing through her heart, and when she looked at the white-faced coachman's eyes again, she saw that the trace of illusion had disappeared, and the cold-faced man said seriously: "It's just some anecdotes, and I don't take it seriously." ”

After saying such a thing, it was not taken seriously, and the red waist did not have much comfort, but hugged the dagger tightly, and broke out in a cold sweat.

It seems that they are not the only ones who haven't slept all night, and the Third Highness Wei Ziying was pushed by someone, and he was a little irritable: "Who let you make a fire on the ground in broad daylight?" Not afraid to recruit the pursuers?! ”

The person who started the fire actually only had a small pile wrapped around the baking tray, and he didn't even have much smoke, but he was angry with Wei Ziying for no reason. He stomped on the fire in a panic and strangled the only spark.

Wei Ziying patted the armrest of the wheelchair while looking at the big tent of the Nine Kings with gloomy eyes.

"Isn't my brother up yet?" He asked the person next to him.

But the people next to me look at me and I look at you, but it's a pity that no one can answer this question, and no one dares to enter the account of the nine kings anymore.

Wei Ziying seemed to want to go in, but because of something, her face became more and more gloomy, and she kept moving around outside the tent with her wheelchair.

On the contrary, the people in the tent were very patient, and did not even let anyone outside hear the slightest movement.

Wei Ziying looked to the side with a gloomy face: "It must have been your actions yesterday that angered my brother, who gave you the courage to assert your own opinions?" ”

He came to ask for the crime at this time, and there was no wronged boss who would rush up to admit it, the middle-aged Confucian man who was pushing his wheelchair swept his eyes for a week, and said softly: "There were no casualties last night, in the end, it was just a false alarm." Since His Royal Highness the Nine Kings is your brother to the Third Highness, he should not be concerned about this matter. ”

Wei Ziying's face showed a green that tried to suppress his irritability: "Then what if he is interested?" ”

The red waist who was also very close to these words was also heard in the tent, and her heart that wanted to get out of the tent also rested, the man in the Confucian shirt didn't know what his identity was, it seemed that he felt that he was qualified to speak in front of Wei Ziying, and the meaning of the words just now, even if it was assassinated, it was not a big deal, as long as there were no casualties, if the nine kings still had trouble with Wei Ziying, it was not generous enough.

The first time Red Waist heard of this theory, it seems that if the highly poisonous desert rose yesterday had been smeared on her body, but it had not successfully poisoned her, it probably could not be regarded as Wei Ziying's mistake.

And they are talking here, don't they think that the nine kings in it are deaf?

Wei Ziying sneered, "Do any of you take me as the boss in your eyes?" ”

The middle-aged Confucian paused: "Where did the Third Highness start with this, don't disturb His Highness's mind for a person who only came yesterday." ”

Wei Ziying snorted from his nose.

At this time, the quiet tent finally made a little noise, and the voice of the Nine Kings came: "Your Highness is down, please come in." ”

Wei Ziying immediately changed his face, blocked the hand stretched out by the middle-aged Confucian scholar, and pushed the wheelchair into the big tent by himself.

Inside the big tent, the nine kings had already packed up last night's defense map, and at this moment the table was clean, and the nine kings were tapping their fingers on it.

Wei Ziying took a breath and immediately said, "Brother, the thieves who committed trouble yesterday have been dealt with by me. ”

The Nine Kings smiled slightly: "Yes, how to deal with it?" ”

Wei Ziying's face stiffened, this kind of crime of assassination and sneak attack has always been dealt with by military law, but ...... He muttered, "I've kicked them out of the army." ”

The Nine Kings seemed to find it amused, "Driven out of the army? ”

If there is no missing piece of skin, and there is no loss of meat, it is still a good thing to leave the barracks, at least there is no need to wait for someone to be beaten into a shuttle in this dangerous Yanbei Pass, and you can take the opportunity to run to a far safe place.

Wei Ziying also seemed to feel that his face was gloomy, but he couldn't really deal with those few people, otherwise he wouldn't even be able to be the commander of this little Yanbei Pass, and the grudges of the soldiers in the battalion against the Nine Kings could wipe Wei Ziying away.

Wei Ziying then said: "I have already read the holy decree. My brother is really, really a great honor in our army to be here. Yesterday, the elder brother asked about the position he held in the army, and the foolish brother went back and thought about it, thinking that the brother's willingness to come was already the luck of the foolish brother, and the brother should not be overworked, so the foolish brother thought, the brother can first serve as a staff member in the army, and the foolish brother can ask for advice at any time if he doesn't understand anything, I don't know what the brother thinks, this is good? ”

After listening to such "painstaking" words, the smile on Jiuwang's face was even stronger, some words were really sweet if they were not wrapped in a layer of sugar, and it could be heard that Wei Ziying's words were really "thought about it carefully", serving as a staff member in the army? Anyone who has ever been in the army knows that this is really a mess of eating and waiting for death.

You can't touch anything, you can't control anything, you say a word, others are more air than air.

Jiuwang slowly withdrew his fingers from the table and looked at Wei Ziying with a faint chuckle, Wei Ziying forced his composure and looked into his eyes, as if he was still trying to show the seriousness of his decision.

The Nine Kings suddenly smiled, and yesterday's title came again: "Third brother, do you think that I came here by order to be your staff?" ”

Every time he called the third brother, his tone was gentle, making people feel that there was really brotherhood, and no matter what others thought, Wei Ziying seemed to be really in the play, his eyes were red, and he said: "Foolish brother really doesn't want to wronged my brother......"

Being a staff member in the barracks every day, you don't have to do anything, and it's not good to eat and drink well. That's pretty much what the people out there want.

The Nine Kings looked at him and said, "You are now the third prince of the Wei State, because the Wei State is still there, and when the country is ruined, I don't know how you will show your identity as the commander of the army." ”

It is said that the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, Yanbei Pass is not good, these are also the remnants of the defeated generals, but the remnants are also soldiers, just looking at Wei Ziying can still hug forward and back, being pushed in a wheelchair to serve, you know that he is far from knowing where the end of the road is.

Wei Ziying's face changed, and there was already someone next to him who couldn't bear it: "Your Royal Highness the Nine Kings, even if you are a prince, you can't do it like this!" ”

There is no such curse on people, the country is ruined and the family is ruined, everyone doesn't even think about it in a nightmare, he actually dares to say it, it is really a demon.

Jiuwang squinted and looked at Wei Ziying: "The third brother has been guarding this Yanbei Pass for so long, even if you can't do it with your legs, you can understand it, don't you have a brain, you can't see clearly that the Great Jin in front of you is like a broken bamboo, and the army is about to be overwhelmed, I won't say the four words of the country and the family, don't you feel it?" ”

Wei Ziying's face couldn't hold it anymore after a few changes just now, and he looked at the Nine Kings: "You ......"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar behind him immediately said: "His Royal Highness the Nine Kings is really excessive, even if the Holy Decree allows you to come to the border, he has never given you an official position, with all due diligence to Lin, His Royal Highness is sick, and you will be pressed in every possible way as soon as you come, isn't it appropriate?" ”

Therefore, not everyone will get better if they read more, and sometimes it is very good to scold people.

Especially Wei Ziying frowned, coughed twice on the spot, his face turned blue and gray, and he was coerced by the Nine Kings to usurp the throne, but he was powerless and sick.

Wei Ziying looked at the Nine Kings, and there was a faint mist in his eyes: "If the elder brother doesn't want to be a staff member, the foolish brother is not reluctant." I don't know if there is a position in this army that my brother wants to do? ”

The middle-aged Confucian frowned: "Third Highness! ”

He wants to do it, he's afraid he doesn't want to be the boss directly, does he think that the demon's reputation is in vain, even the king of Wei didn't dare to meet him face to face, and sent them directly to Yanbei Pass, but Wei Ziying is still so weak and easy to handle?