Chapter 146: Strategists

Yang Zhihe saw that the person waiting in the living room was Xiao Jiu, who was known as the Ninth Master, where did he dare to hold on to him? This one ranked ninth among the thirty-six guards beside the master, which showed the size of his ability. He hurriedly greeted him and politely bowed his hand, "I didn't expect you to come, I missed the welcome, and I was guilty of sin."

Xiao Jiu returned the salute with a smile, "General Yang is polite and just passing a message for the master, just because I am afraid that there will be a delay on the road and disturb your rest." ”

"The master has commanded, but he said. Where do you dare to say anything to disturb?" Yang Zhishen's heart was relieved, and he could let Xiao Jiu come over, which showed the importance of the master.

"The master wants to see the general, let you go to the Shuai's Mansion early tomorrow morning. Xiao Jiu also accepted the polite words and got down to business first, "If you don't have anything important here, it's not too late to have breakfast." The master must accompany the group of cubs to train every morning. After that, I had breakfast, and I didn't have time to meet guests after breakfast. ”

This is to show favor Yang Zhihe accepted this kindness, "Thank you Nine Brothers" After speaking, his expression was a little hesitant.

Xiao Jiu said with a smile, "The master has a good temperament, so the general can rest assured." If there is anything you have to ask, just ask, and I will not hide what I can say. ”

"It's nothing else, it's just my face, I'm afraid of scaring the little master. Yang Zhihe was a little embarrassed, "The master is young, and it's a girl's family, I'm afraid of scaring the master." So, arrange a meeting or something, just through the screen. ”

Xiao Jiu suddenly realized, it turned out that this was the reason why Yang Zhihe had never worshiped his master. This person is really interesting, thanks to the fact that the master is not a small-minded person, otherwise he would not be blamed for considering the master, and he did not leave a name, this person was right, he couldn't help laughing, "The general is thoughtful for the master, this is a good thing, but you have to look at the temperament of our master first, the little master is different from what you think." He couldn't help but think of the news he saw from the boss Xiao Da when he was in the capital before, on the way to escort Prince Rui's prince into Beijing, this girl is afraid of your face if she can kill the assassin with her bare hands, isn't it a joke?

Yang Zhihe was stunned for a moment, as if waiting for Xiao Jiu to reveal some more information.

Xiao Jiu smiled and said in a low voice, "Our little master's skills are good, not only did the killer not take advantage of her, but lost his life." He made a motion to wipe his neck with his hand, "A knife kills, crisp and neat." After speaking, he didn't look at the other party's expression, got up and walked out, "The words have arrived, stay and don't send them." ”

When Yang Zhihe came back to his senses and threw him out to give it away, Xiao Jiu was no longer visible, and he couldn't help muttering, "It's really good kung fu" I don't know who he praised.

Early the next morning, Zheng Qingluan came back from morning practice, and his head was hot. After the embroidery and the clever calculation were finished, she quickly sat down for breakfast. Fritters, tofu brain, eggs, a few plates of pickles, it's simple, and the people who eat it are very comfortable. Thinking of meeting guests, she was a little anxious to eat.

Baiyi persuaded, "I have already ordered to go down, if General Yang arrives, let someone lead him to the study in the outer courtyard." There is a special person to serve and will not neglect the guests. Breakfast is important, you should eat slowly, eat more. Don't worry. ”

Zheng Qingluan really relaxed, and nodded appreciatively at Baiyi, it was really much easier to have a shrewd and proper girl.

Yang Zhihe sat in Zheng Qingluan's study in the outer courtyard of the Shuai Mansion, with hot tea and snacks at hand. He didn't care about any of this, just looked at the layout of the study for a moment. It is sparse and open, without the slightest smell of fat powder. There was a note on the bookcase, which was obviously just brought today, and it didn't pile up much. This alone can see that this little master's temperament is vigorous and resolute, and he doesn't like to procrastinate the most. In addition to the military books on the shelves, there are more books and five classics, showing that this person is also a serious reader. In addition to the map, there are also a few weapons hanging on the wall, but there are no banners, calligraphy and paintings, etc., this is a low-key and pragmatic person. It was only then that his heart truly let go.

When Zheng Qingluan came in, he saw a tall and strong middle-aged man with a scar on his face standing at the front of the map and looking at it. It's the same place she's corrected on the map.

Zheng Qingluan didn't seem to see the scar on his face, "Do you think it's accurate to change it like this?"

Yang Zhihe was fascinated by it, and he didn't notice Zheng Qingluan's approach, so he couldn't help but be startled. Although he watched attentively, it also proved that this little master's skills were clever, and it was not easy to get close to him without being noticed. He hurriedly bowed his hand, "Please master An" He deliberately lowered his head, afraid that the scar on his face would hit the little girl, "From the perspective of his subordinates, the change is already very close." ”

Zheng Qingluan nodded and sat on the main seat, "Sit down, don't be polite." Seeing Yang Zhihe leaning sideways, not letting him face her, he smiled and said, "If I can come to the border city, you should know what kind of person I am." No diamonds, no porcelain work. It's really on the battlefield, it's not the same to cut people and kill people, your scar, you can't scare me, you have to feel uncomfortable, I asked people to send you scar removal medicine, although it will not completely remove the scar, but it will become shallower and smaller, and you can still hear that you have never been married, then it is time to pay attention to it and let the medicine pestle deliver medicine to you on time, I don't believe that there are no beautiful women who know heroes."

Yang Zhihe was old and was at a loss by these words. "Little master, you can really make fun of the little ones. ”

Zheng Qingluan smiled, didn't mention it anymore, and turned to the topic, "I received your congratulatory gift." Did you put that information together?"

When Yang Zhihe saw that he was down to business, he hurriedly explained, "The master's forgiveness of sins is not collected by his subordinates. I'm just borrowing flowers to offer Buddha. ”

"Oh?" Zheng Qingluan frowned and asked, "Whose flowers did you borrow?"

"Huang Hua. Yang Zhihe looked at Zheng Qingluan's expression carefully, "My righteous brother." ”

"It's not from the Xiao family, right?" asked Zheng Qingluan with a sip of tea. Otherwise, why let Yang Zhihe hand it over.

"Not exactly, not quite. Yang Zhihe couldn't see anything from the look of this little master, so he continued, "This person was promoted at the age of sixteen, and he was a serious scholar, and at that time he could be described as having a bright future, but his hometown was robbed and a town was destroyed. He was also thrown down from the upper floor, broke his leg, and was not good at walking, and his future was ruined. That's when I rescued him. Huang Hua's family all died in that bandit, and he felt that he was a powerless scholar who couldn't even save his family. Determined to join the army. But in his case, his legs could barely stand, how could he join the army? In the end, it was the old master who spoke and asked him to stay in the camp to write and do some clerical work. Therefore, he can be regarded as Xiao Jiajun's person. ”

"I see," Zheng Qingluan knew in his heart. smiled, "Since you have been prepared, I'm afraid that people are still waiting in the carriage outside the Shuai Mansion?"

Yang Zhihe smiled embarrassedly, "You can't hide anything from the master's eyes." ”

Zheng Qingluan instructed Xiao Er, "Invite Mr. Huang over"

Xiao Er left in response. Mr. Huang, who suddenly appeared, couldn't walk, but he had to make arrangements.

Here Zheng Qingluan told Yang Zhihe about some trivial things in the army, and Xiao San carried people in over there.

The standard middle-aged scribe may look a little pale because he is often indoors. He sat down on the couch, bowed his hand, and said, "Such a mutilated body has stained the eyes of his master." ”

"Some people have strong and healthy bodies, and some people have intelligent and tenacious personalities. Zheng Qingluan sighed, "Where are the perfect people and things?"

The man who said this was extremely considerate in his heart, did not look down on him, did not sympathize with him, but only regarded him as an ordinary subordinate, and it was this that moved him. Sometimes, being sympathetic is what hurts the most. And being able to be treated as an ordinary person at least shows that people treat him as a normal person.

Some people have well-developed limbs and simple minds, and some people are wise and intelligent, but they are not in good health. Who is more pitiful?

Huang Hua understood the meaning of the other party's words, and felt that he had really found the right person this time, "Thank you, master"

As for thanks, he didn't say, and she didn't ask. tacitly, this is revealed.

Zheng Qingluan smiled, and while playing with the teacup in his hand, he asked casually, "Does Mr. know why the Xiao family has not kept staff members?"

Why? Can why? Isn't it just that you are afraid of the suspicion of the superiors?

Huang Huaxin pondered for a moment before he said, "Know" As for what to know, everyone knows it.

"In that case, then why is Mr. here now?" Zheng Qingluan kept a smile on his face, making people unable to see his thoughts.

"This time is different from the past" Huang Hua's face was full of confidence, "From the little master, the subordinates can't see the surrender to the superior. So can the Hou Ye, who can rest assured that you come, really willing to surrender?"

Zheng Qingluan's hand holding the cup tightened, and what he said was heart-wrenching

It's almost impossible to say that Xiao Yunfeng has a rebellion against her.

It is true that he can't grovel to the royal family, but if he has the heart of rebellion, is there really no way that some of his actions have made others misunderstand? She raised her eyes and looked at the person sitting on the couch with a straight waist, "No wonder there is a mouth of a literati in all dynasties, and if you are not careful, you will either kill yourself or others." You say, 'Who can you kill with this mouth?'

The cold sweat on Yang Zhihe's body instantly flowed down his back, and he scolded secretly in his heart, don't care who kills, anyway, before killing others, he has to be scared to death.

Huang Hua's face was silent, but a drum was already beating in his heart, "The subordinates speak falsely, and the master forgives the sins"

put a plausible sentence and immediately retracted it. He is really a person who understands current affairs.

Zheng Qingluan smiled, the meaning was unknown. After a long time, he said, "You are a person, regardless of whether your talent is different, just looking at that information, it's really a pity not to use you." She put down the cup in her hand, as if she had made some kind of determination, "I have an errand here, and I guess it's a little different from what you expected."