Lu Zheng left with the formation map, and soon someone from the county government came to invite him.

"The prince of the world invites Qing'an Hou to go to the big tent to discuss the military situation!"

"There is labor." Yang Dehai clenched his fists and returned to Song Yisheng.

Song Yisheng curled the corners of his lips and looked happy, "Dehai, what do you think is the reason for this time?" ”

"Subordinates are foolish, because you showed up last time?"

Song Yisheng raised his chin.

"Naturally, but there is a bigger reason," he sank his face: "It's a formation diagram." ”

Yang Dehai hung his head and did not answer.

Song Yisheng snorted coldly and turned over on his horse, "Is it not, I'll know when I go." ”

"Drive!" He rushed to the county office with a few people.

However, just when Song Yisheng was chatting with the crowd, he realized that there was still a person missing in the big tent this time.

Qin Wujiang.

Song Yisheng frowned, but did not mention the matter.

At this time, Qin Wujiang secretly climbed over the wall and entered the Song family, Song Yijin's boudoir.

"Ahh Song Yijin screamed, and Qin Wujiang booed fiercely.

"You're bold!" Song Yijin drank vigorously.

"Miss?" The big girl banged on the door.

Qin Wujiang snorted: "If you want everyone to know, just call her in." ”

Song Yijin gasped slightly, glaring at Qin Wujiang fiercely.

However, she also knew that although Qin Wujiang hated him, he was a serious son and would never do anything like ** captivity.

Meng Langjun's name, she has also heard of it.

"It's okay, you go down." Song Yijin sent the maid away, with a far-fetched smile on his face: "What do you want to do?" ”

"This is for you, what do you want to do?" Qin Wujiang sat down on the chair with a grin, and shook Erlang's legs.

Song Yijin narrowed his eyes and didn't speak.

"You pretended to be Mu Sheng, deceived the king, and clearly couldn't even draw the formation map, and you dare to say that you are Mu Sheng?" Qin Wujiang picked up a fruit and threw it into the air, stretched out his hand to grab it: "When I return to Chang'an, I will ask Your Majesty to see you and let you explain in court." ”

"You!" Song Yijin stood up and smiled: "What is Staff Officer Qin talking nonsense, I don't understand." ”

"You don't understand? It's okay, this strip of cloth, you know, right? Qin Wujiang took out an envelope from his arms, which contained a scraped flower cloth.

Song Yijin's face stiffened, and he subconsciously reached out to grab it: "I'll take a look." ”

"Hey!" Qin Wujiang has no skills, how can he be caught by her.

As soon as he turned around, he shook in mid-air as if he were a dog, and then reached out and put the strip of cloth back.

Song Yijin hated itchy.

She couldn't recognize it, this was the dress she was wearing when she was rescued by Cao Yu that day.

"The flower cloth is similar, what Second Master Qin means, the little girl doesn't understand." Song Yijin raised his chin: "I am now the county lord of Qing'an personally sealed by His Majesty, although the second master of Qin is the grandson of the Taifu, but in the end he is a foreign man, and his position is not more than eight grades, so he should greet me and retire quickly." ”

Qin Wujiang snorted, "Joke, your order is not over yet, you have to pay homage to Your Majesty in Chang'an and receive the seal court clothes, and now you will put up a fight with the master, it's too early." ”

He put down his crossed leg and smiled: "It's a blessing or a curse, it's not necessarily." ”

Song Yijin grinds.

"Staff Officer Qin, you can conclude that I am not Mu Sheng based on a strip of cloth, is it too abrupt."

"It's a wooden strip, and a formation diagram for you to draw." Qin Wujiang raised an index finger and shook it in front of her eyes: "Let you draw, you refuse, in the end, it was Qing'an Hou who sent the real formation map, and this matter was reported to Your Majesty, guess what Your Majesty will think of you." ”

Song Yijin clutched the armrest of the chair and gritted his teeth.

"Staff Officer Qin, you misunderstood, I can also draw, but my brother will hand it over to you first." Song Yijin maintained a stiff smile and took out the mechanism map that Song Yisheng handed over to her in her arms.

After hesitation, he handed it over.

"Look."

Qin Wujiang sighed and took it.

Sure enough, it was exactly the same as Song Yisheng gave them.

Qin Wujiang laughed, and stopped suddenly, this is Song Yijin's boudoir after all.

He didn't want to have something with Song Yijin.

"What are you laughing at?" Song Yijin looked at him coldly, and glanced at the formation diagram in his hand again.

She said in her heart: Brother, I believe in you.

You won't lie to me.

You won't lie to your own sister and take advantage of your own sister.

"I laugh," Qin Wujiang raised the formation map casually, and the piece of paper rushed into the air with a bang, fluttering again, and the feathers seemed to fall, but in Song Yijin's heart, it was as heavy as Mount Tai.

"I laugh at this kind of bullshit sketch, you dare to take it out, Qing'an Hou didn't help you fake it, teach you the truth?"

Song Yijin's eyes widened suddenly, and he sat back in his chair with a puff.

"You're talking nonsense, my brother!" She clutched the handle of her chair, unable to speak.

No, it won't.

How could my brother be, how could he play tricks with her.

"Hmph, then how do you explain that what you handed in before was a complete formation diagram, but now it's such a ghost thing?" Qin Wujiang pointed to the paper on the ground and snorted coldly.

"I don't want to help you because of Qing'anhou, but also, if he wants to participate in the discussion, he must have the ability to convince people, since this matter is his credit, of course he has to receive it." Qin Wujiang said

Song Yijin closed his eyes, tears rolling in his eyes.

"Hey, hey? It's useless for you to cry! I will still report it to Your Majesty truthfully, unless you can draw a real formation map like Qing'anhou, and the master will believe that you are real. Qin Wujiang couldn't see the woman crying, waved his hand in disappointment, and turned over with an unreasonable expression.

Song Yijin finally couldn't hold back, pushed off the tea bowl on the table, and cried on it completely.

"Brother, brother! How can you do this to me, how can you! "Song Yijin hated it.

Qin Wujiang was someone who had seen the complete formation diagram, and he couldn't be mistaken.

What Song Yisheng sent was a complete formation map.

What he gave her, however, was a sketch.

Song Yijin snorted, threw himself on the ground, picked up the sketch, and tore it to pieces.

"I'm your own sister, and you're using me!" Song Yijin cried, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.

She has already won the title of county lord, and she must not lose it again.

She Song Yijin can't afford to lose this person!

"If you don't give it to me, I won't take it myself." Song Yijin grinds.

This is her home.

What Liu Huazhang can find, why can't she find it.

Song Yi stood up with a bright eye.

At the same time, Qin Wujiang, who jumped out of the window, shivered, touched the goosebumps on his shoulders, and glanced at the room behind him unreasonably.

This woman is too competitive and competitive, like a jealous devil.

Qin Wujiang sneered at Song Yijin, raised his smile again, and turned his head to the Qingnuan Pavilion.

But he wasted some time when he entered the door.

The Iron Guards are quite tightly guarded by the Sunny Pavilion.

"I also said that there is no problem, a maid's room, and the guards are heavier than the young lady." He muttered, flew up the wall, and jumped in through the back window.

Changning was changing the medicine for the divine roar, and saw the man in black jumping in, his figure was a little familiar, and the color in his eyes disappeared.

She turned around, and her roaring black eyes reflected Qin Wujiang's appearance.

Snoring.

It is very hostile to strangers, and immediately arches its body and prepares to attack.

Qin Wujiang pulled down his mask and looked familiar: "It's me, it's me." ”

It's a pity that the god didn't buy it, the snoring was louder, and the front legs were still propped up.

"This dog is so stupid, why doesn't it know me!"