Liu Xia just finished speaking, but in exchange for Feige's laughter.

Huangfu Chen didn't answer in front of him, and Liu Xia saw that he didn't get a word of comfort from Feige, so he glared at him fiercely. Then he clamped the horse's belly with his legs, let the horse under his crotch walk a few steps, and drove hand in hand with Huangfu Chen, aggrieved like a little daughter-in-law, and shouted mournfully: "Your Highness......"

In response to him, Huang Fuchen turned around and asked him lightly: "Why is Qi Yu not in the barracks?" There was not even a little superfluous expression on his face, his face was sinking like water, and there was no wave.

Liuxia was completely messy, and looked at his master's indifferent and indifferent look with wide eyes, even if he opened his mouth to ask an inconsequential person, he was bullied like this, how could His Highness turn a blind eye?

But complaining and complaining, Liu Xia was just thinking about it in his heart, he didn't dare to say it blatantly, he was stunned for a moment, he straightened up, coughed lightly, and replied seriously: "Back to His Highness, General Qi has left the barracks for more than a month, and no one in the army knows where he went!" ”

Huang Fuchen didn't speak, just stared at the barracks not far ahead, and his expression remained unchanged. The horse under him continued to walk slowly, unhurriedly.

Liu Xia followed Huang Fuchen's gaze, suddenly rolled his eyes, and said in a sly manner: "Your Highness, although we didn't inquire about Qi Yu's whereabouts this time, I did inquire about his residence, Your Highness wants to go and take a look, maybe you will find something!" ”

"Liuxia! What nonsense are you talking about again?! Feige glared at Liuxia fiercely, "How can Your Highness be like you......"

Before Fei Ge's words were finished, Huang Fuchen's faint, without the slightest warmth, came from the front: "Why not go and take a look?" Lead the way! ”

Hearing this, Liu Xia proudly threw a provocative look at Feige, and immediately hit his horse to lead the way in front, and went straight to the barracks not far away.

Looking at the rapid gallop of the two people in front of him, one after the other, this time it was Feige's turn to petrify, and he would not believe that His Royal Highness would agree to such an unreasonable and childish request of Liuxia, but the facts were in front of him, and he could not believe it.

After standing in place for a moment, Feige also hit his horse and chased forward......

The hut was dilapidated, with loess walls and mottled walls, with only one door and one window on the south side, hanging curtains, and two or three dead grasses on the roof swaying in the cold wind.

If there is a little attraction in this house, it is probably that there is a white paper pasted on the door of the house, on which is written "without permission, idlers are not allowed to enter".

"This is Qi Yu's barracks?" The three of them stopped at a remote corner in the last row of the barracks, and Feige looked at the low and simple small house in front of him with disgust, and asked suspiciously.

"Absolutely, yes! I inquired very clearly, isn't the idle cottage in the corner at the back of the last row of rooms in Xiying here? Liu Xia took the lead in turning over and dismounting, walked to the narrow door, looked at Huang Fuchen happily after checking it, and said, "Your Highness, the door is not locked!" ”

Huangfu Chen frowned and turned over and dismounted, walked to the door of the house, looked at the eight big characters and hesitated, stretched out his big hand, pushed open the small door, and walked in, Liu Xia Feige and the two followed.

The charcoal brazier in the house had long since been extinguished, leaving only the soot that had long since cooled down, and the whole room was dimly lit, cold and damp.

The house was clean and tidy, and the furnishings were simple, only a table, a couch, and two circle-backed bamboo chairs, on which hung a washed gray gray curtain, and two sets of neat clothes at the head of the bed, without the slightest mess of the men's barracks.

On the long table next to the bed was a set of teapots, the tea in which was already cold, and a few teacups were buckled upside down in the tray. On the left hand side is an oil lamp, and on the right hand side is a pen, ink, paper, inkstone, a few miscellaneous books, and a few manuscripts. There is a blank space on the top page of the manuscript, apparently unfinished.

Huang Fuchen walked to the table, picked up the manuscript on the table casually, and only looked at it a few times, he couldn't help but tremble slightly, his eyes narrowed, and his eyes were shocked and shocked.

I saw that the handwriting on the paper was delicate and elegant, and it can be seen that the person holding the pen is like flowing water, and the pen is going to the wind and clouds.

And what shocked Huang Fuchen the most was the content of the art of war above: soldiers, major events of the country, the place of death and life, and the way of survival...... Where the law of war is used, the whole country is the first, and the country is secondary; The whole army is the first, and the army is second...... The soldiers who surrender without a fight, and the good ones are also good. Therefore, the first army is attacked, the second is the enemy, the second is the army, and the next is the siege......

It can be described as unfathomable! A person who can write such an esoteric art of war is definitely like a god with soldiers, invincible in battle, and cannot be cultivated overnight.

If this manuscript is made public, it will become a work of hand-me-down, and there will be no one before and no one after it. However, this General Qi is only seventeen years old, and he has not yet reached the crown, and he has such an opinion, which really shocks him, and he can't move for a long time standing in front of the table with the remnant.

"Your Highness, what's wrong?" Sensing Huangfu Chen's abnormality, Fei Ge couldn't help but turn around and ask, causing Liu Xia to stretch out his head curiously to see clearly.

"Nothing." Huang Fuchen quickly put the manuscript in his hand back on the table, turned around and said lightly, "Qi Yu is indeed not in the army, let's go." ”

When Feige heard this, he turned around with Huangfu Chen and walked towards the door, but Liu Xia saw a small boxy box on the table at this time, reached out and took it in his hand, looked at it carefully, and said funny: "I heard that this Qi Yu is even better looking than a woman, very handsome, do you guess this is a token of love given to him by a girl in the city?" ”

"Put it down! Don't touch other people's things casually, it has nothing to do with you if you are unsettled! Feige turned around and walked to Liuxia in a few steps, wanting to snatch it and put it back in its place, but was dodged by Liuxia.

"What's going on?"

"Put down Big Brother Qi's things!" As soon as Liu Xia's words fell, with an angry shout, the light in the room dimmed, and a figure bent in, glaring angrily at the box in Liu Xia's hand.

When they saw the person clearly, the two people in the room were stunned at the same time, and said in unison: "Why are you?" ”

"Why are you in Big Brother Qi's house? Did you want to steal his things? Mo Yi stared closely at the mahogany box in Liuxia's hand and questioned in a voice.

"Who stole something?! You...... Don't spew blood! Liuxia looked at the box in his hand, and his heart was weak for a while, although he didn't plan to steal it.

"It's not stealing, what are you doing here? Why do you still have his things in your hands? Mo Yi glanced around the room and saw that there was no trace of being turned over, so he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and refocused his gaze on Liuxia's hand.

The space in the house is too small, the two are restricted, they can't stretch their fists and feet, and they are afraid of breaking the master's things, so they chase me like a child playing at home, and run around the house again and again.

Feige was full of black lines, and Huangfu Chen sat on the chair with his clothes on, picked up a book and read it carefully under the lamp, not affected by the two of them at all.