Chapter Seventy-Seven: Not Dead
"Stop, stop! Where do you want to go, kid? Commander Zhou laughed.
He came out to pee, and he was really happy to be able to bump into Mu Sheng.
Commander Zhou strode over and grabbed her shoulder.
Changning subconsciously dodged: "Commander Zhou, I have an injury on my shoulder." ”
"Ah, look at my memory." Lao Zhou slapped his head and shouted, pulled Changning's right arm instead, and dragged her into front of the bonfire: "Come on, come on, have fun, have fun!" ”
"Mu Sheng? Our heroes. The soldiers saw Changning rushing up enthusiastically.
Changning's eyes wandered through the crowd and didn't see the person he wanted to see.
"Okay." She walked out into the crowd and wandered around like a cat patrolling her territory.
From time to time, a soldier with a wine jar came to toast, and she also drank heartily.
No.
Could it be that she was too careful, Song Yijin just wanted to tame the snow waves and was majestic, and didn't realize her problem?
Changning carried a small wine pot and found a wooden pier to sit on.
The soldiers around them celebrated, and someone beat the drum, and she swayed to the beat.
The girl was drunk, and she slept lightly with her arms half-rested.
"This wooden girl is girly, and the amount of alcohol is also poor." Someone ridiculed her, and they looked away from her.
When Qin Wujiang heard the news that Mu Sheng was here, he kicked the person who was sleeping next to him when he came: "What about people? ”
"Huh? Yes? Not here...... What about people? ”
"Waste." Qin Wujiang squatted down to check the wine bottle on the side, and when he poured it out, he realized that it was just white water.
"It's really unusual." Qin Wujiang threw the wine bottle back, curling the corners of his lips amusedly.
Cao Yu glanced at the red pottery wine pot broken in front of his feet, and Shi Shiran stepped over: "General Zhao is a good general." ”
"But it's only for the generals." Qin Wujiang had a heart-to-heart with him, and through some conversations, he found out that General Zhao could not be the person who could think of Mu Lang.
"It's him." Cao Yu asked in a tone, but used an affirmative sentence.
Qin Wujiang nodded as a matter of course: "It's not easy for a Sergeant Commander to get the respect of the whole army. ”
"Well, it's a talent." Cao Yu approved.
"Why are you going to rob someone with me?" Qin Wujiang raised his eyes.
Cao Yu smiled gently, but did not back down: "It is a man's duty to make meritorious contributions." ”
"Come less!" Qin Wujiang waved his hand, suddenly clenched his fists and bowed again, and politely saluted: "Please also ask the prince to raise his noble hand and let him live." ”
Cao Yu shook his head amusedly.
"You've got me, it's enough." Qin Wujiang punched Cao Yu on the shoulder.
Shi Ziye took half a step back and laughed, obviously unable to parry, and said continuously: "Okay, okay." ”
"It's decided?" Qin Wujiang pointed at him.
Cao Yu nodded helplessly.
Qin Wujiang was satisfied.
It is precisely because they are good friends that he understands each other, and Cao Yu is not a person who will joke about promises because of his friends.
Since he promised to give Mu Sheng to him, he will not break his promise.
"Okay, you all heard?" Qin Wujiang looked at the officers and soldiers around him, and seriously passed the order: "The prince said, transfer your Qing'an County garrison sergeant Mu Sheng to the Sui'an Hou Cao family military headquarters, and listen to the dispatch of this staff officer." ”
"Yes!" The officers and soldiers received the order, and someone immediately reported to General Zhao.
The whole camp sighed.
Cao Jiajun.
It was the top army of Great Chu after the Liu family's army, and although the entire army was only 50,000, it was the most elite army in the emperor's hands.
What's more, it is still under the prince of the world, and he is by the side of Staff Officer Qin.
This can be said to be a popular position in the court of the Great Chu military.
Mu Sheng this time, but it soared to the sky.
How many people are jealous.
But they also know that they can only envy.
Who can win more with less when the strong enemy is still serving, and the three stars catch the moon to behead the Turkic prince.
A silver spear is like a black and white impermanence of life, harvesting the lives of the Huns.
Even if Mu Sheng is a short man in reality, in the hearts of these soldiers, he is an unattainable existence.
"Fang Qian? The people under your account, you decide. General Zhao's face was a little bad.
He knew the value of Mu Sheng very well, and he still wanted to be this Bole, but he didn't want to, he was going to be preempted by Sui An Hou Shizi.
But he also understands that he can't win the world.
And.
People with some eyesight in the big tent can see that the reason why Sui'an Hou Shizi went around to Qing'an is for this talent.
Mu Sheng, they can't keep it.
"General, you can't be her master, so let him choose for himself." Fang Qian said with a tiger face.
Someone in the tent chuckled.
Fang Qian, why is this so difficult.
Who would stupidly give up the elite army of Sui'an and stay in Qing'an County, a border town that will die at any time.
Fang Qian's fist squeaked.
Oh, yes.
He's so stupid.
That's her husband.
Of course she would.
Even, Sui An Hou Shizi may have asked her what she meant a long time ago.
Husband.
The green tendons on Fang Qian's arms appeared, and he clenched his fists suddenly: "The old injury of the humble post has recurred, so I will retire first." ”
He turned and walked away, leaving the tent bewildered.
"He is also reluctant to have such a talent." Zhao Shenjiang shook his hand tiredly, didn't care, just asked Mu Sheng to ask his opinion.
On the other hand, Changning didn't know that he had triggered such a scramble.
She didn't meet Song Yijin by the bonfire, so she made an excuse to get out, and now she is "wandering" on the streets of Qing'an.
There are still some pedestrians on the street because of the bonfire.
The familiar sound of horses' hooves suddenly sounded from the side path, apparently galloping, coming straight for her, and the silver bells on the saddle of the steed were still ringing.
Changning stood still, slammed on the ground, and a beautiful backward flip rose in the air.
At that time, the horse cooperated tacitly and galloped under her.
Seeing that Changning was already riding on the horse, his feet were firmly on the horse, and he grabbed the horse's reins with both hands and pulled it up.
The horses neighed and kicked forward happily.
"Roll the clouds!" An untimely woman exclaimed from behind.
Changning restrained the snow waves that were about to scatter the girl, turned around on the horse, and was chasing Song Yijin from the trail.
Snow Wave sneezed at her twice and shook her horse's head.
Changning touched Xue Lang's mane soothingly, raised his head slightly, raised his eyelids and glanced at her.
"Exactly."
Her voice was cool and cool, but in the hot summer night, it was like a basin of ice water, pouring Song Yijin from beginning to end.
"Chirp," Changning gently urged, and Xue Lang took two steps forward slowly.
Song Yijin's jaw was trembling all the time, and he stepped back unconsciously.
When the snow waves got closer, Song Yijin was already against the wall, and her shoulders were trembling.
Such a condescending overlook, she will never forget it for the rest of her life.
And...... And this time, she felt even more inferior, so small that she felt even stronger.
Song Yijin finally realized.
I really misunderstood Liu Huazhang in the past, and she never deliberately overbearing.
Because.
The current Liu Huazhang is called domineering.
Although Liu Huazhang is only half-covering his face now, those fierce eyes are enough to overwhelm her, and even the breath of the snow wave is hot and hot.
"You...... You didn't ...... Not dead? ”