Aixin Jueluo Liangzhu woke up in the middle of the night because the firewood pile in front of him burned out.

There is no temperature at all, as the old saying goes, the shaved ash is still hot, and this pile of ash is really no heat.

After waking up from the cold, Liangzhu took his hands out of the two closed sleeve pockets for the first time, and then stuffed them into his crotch, and suddenly felt that his hands were extremely warm, which was more comfortable than soaking in the bathhouse in Beijing for 39 days.

This method of heating was taught by their leader, Sauron Marta, don't look at this method, but in the icy and snowy environment, it is the fastest way to restore consciousness to your hands.

While keeping his hands warm, he scratched the itch by the way, and then wanted to wake up the people on the side to find some wood, otherwise they would have to peel off their skins in the second half of the night if they didn't freeze to death.

When he was about to call someone, his expression suddenly froze, and he found that he had an extra cloak on his body at some point.

Liangzhu ancestor is Prince Yu Fuquan, the elder brother of the Holy Ancestor Kangxi, although he is not as good as his cousin Prince Yu Lianghuan, but he is also a third-class auxiliary general, and he belongs to the well-informed and some eyesight world, so he can see at a glance that this cloak is worth a lot of money, and he can't take it without a needlework.

Looking closely, I was even more shocked in my heart, it turned out that the cloak was embroidered with a five-clawed golden dragon, and at first glance, it was from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and I was immediately terrified in my heart, because only Prince Heshuo dared to wear a cloak of this specification!

Could it be that the destiny is mine?

In an instant, the head was clear, and the sleepy insect ran without a trace, picked up the cloak and stood up with a carp, and then the whole person was stunned.

As the camera slowly moved forward, a tall figure could be seen standing at the sentry point where they were supposed to stand.

It's a snowman.

A man covered in snow.

But I saw that this snowman was dressed in armor, with a knife in his left hand and a musket in his right hand.

Just motionless, letting the snowflakes fall on his hat, on his face, between his collar, and letting the wind blow through his majestic figure.

The gaze is extremely firm, as if everything in this world does not exist in the eyes of the snowman, and there is only responsibility - for the responsibility of the Qing Dynasty!

Who is he?

For whom?

Liang Zhu was stunned, and a wave of shame rose from the bottom of his heart for no reason, making his face flush with dryness.

But he soon realized that something was wrong, because not far from the snowman, there were dozens of imperial guards in yellow coats and a group of high-ranking generals of the Eight Banners.

Many of them looked at the bright pillar standing there stupidly, holding a cloak in his hand.

Suddenly, Liang Zhu understood everything, and after a short blank head, he ran desperately towards the snowman, and then knelt down with a "plop": "2467 See the Great General King!" ”

"2467" is the number of Liang Huan in the Yellow Belt Battalion, because all the soldiers are called Aixin Jueluo, and many people's names have the same words, and even have the same name, so in order to distinguish and quickly and effectively command the Yellow Belt soldiers, the number is deliberately used to distinguish them.

It doesn't mean anything else.

“2467？”

The snowman is none other than Wang Jialiu, the second general of the Qing Dynasty, and he is scolding his mother in his heart when he is shivering with cold.

The reason is that after he asked people to extinguish the bonfire of these guys, he thought that they would wake up in ten minutes at most, but he didn't expect to be frozen for half an hour, and as a result, he stood like a telephone pole for half an hour, and it was really freezing enough.

If it weren't for the reputation of a man who loves soldiers like sons, brothers and brothers, and loves Xinjueluo's family, he would never have practiced himself like this.

The rest of the sleeping yellow belts were also passively startled, and when they found a large group of yellow coats at the camp gate, which one didn't know what was happening, they ran over tremblingly and knelt down like a bright pillar.

The numbering varies.

One by one, they were also panicked in their hearts, they were sleeping, but the general Wang stood guard for them, what is the nature of this?

Don't take them as a model again, and do some kind of tricks to kill chickens and make an example of monkeys, then you will be very wronged.

It's not impossible.

Outside the Desheng Gate last month, this devil six did not take a lot of knives on the children of their clan.

I panicked, and my teeth chattered.

However, I didn't hear the devil six scolding angrily, but saw that this cub who was obviously a banner cub of the Han army but somehow became a thing of the same clan as them, he actually asked the name of Liangzhu very kindly.

When questioning, Jia Liu shook the snow on his body, and his eyes swept over the kneeling yellow belts one by one.

The gaze is full of tenderness.

"Back to the words of the Great General,"

Liang Zhu didn't dare not answer, and honestly said his name, but everyone could hear that his voice was trembling.

"Bright Pillar?"

Jia Liu recalled the family history of studying in the Zongren Mansion, "Could it be after Prince Yu?" ”

Liang Zhu nodded hurriedly and said that his ancestor was Prince Yu Fuquan.

"Okay, Prince Yu is a rare virtuous king of my Qing Dynasty, when the Holy Grandfather asked him to attack Galdan for the general of Fuyuan, Ulan Butong broke Galdan in a big battle, and he was a great martial artist."

After speaking highly of the old lady Liangzhu, Jia Liu was not without joy to step forward to help Fuquan's great-grandson, "This time the country once again recruited the children of the clan to go on the expedition, you can take the initiative to apply, this king is very happy, and I also look forward to you winning glory for the country like your ancestors, fighting side by side with this king, for the sake of our love for the new Jueluo Jiangshan Sheji."

While speaking, the commander of the Yellow Belt Battalion, who got the news, Bal La, rushed over with his people, and when he heard the captain of the Bao Brigade explain the cause and effect of the incident, Bal La's brows suddenly rose, if it weren't for the presence of the general Wang, he would definitely beat Liangzhu's gang of people.

According to the development of the plot, this Liangzhu only needs to cooperate with the general king to say some official words to achieve great happiness, but he never expected that Fuquan's great-grandson felt that if he didn't fight for this opportunity to talk to the general king, he might miss it forever.

So, after playing the drum repeatedly, he decided to tell the truth with the great general Wang.

He stubbornly said: "General Wang, I didn't take the initiative to join the expedition, but I was forcibly pulled by them. ”

"Huh? And what's going on? ”

Jia Liu's face sank, and his complexion was ugly.

"General Wang, we were also forcibly requisitioned."

"I was not on the list of conscripts, just because I passed through Deshengmen that day, I asked the soldiers to be arrested and put into the camp."

“.”

When the other people saw that Liangzhu said this, they also complained one after another, saying that they were all forcibly brought by someone, and hoped that the general Wang would be kind enough to let them go back.

Jia Liu's face darkened when he heard this, he never expected that the people below would be so confused.

If this is true, wouldn't the thieves laugh when they hear it!

It is a big joke that the descendants of the dignified love Xinjue Luo have been reduced to being pulled into strong people!

"This king will investigate this matter clearly, if it is as you say, this king will definitely give you justice!"

Jia Liu said on the spot that he wanted to give justice to Liangzhu and the others, and when he saw the wing commander Bala coming, he immediately walked in front of him with a blue face and a negative hand.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly thought of something and ordered Baozhu to take back the cloak in Liangzhu's hand.

"Balla!"

Jia Liu was extremely displeased and looked at Balla, who he had let go of and took charge alone.

"The last general!"

Balla's face flushed.

Jia Liuwei snorted: "Did you hear what they said just now?" ”

Balla looked ashamed: "The last general heard! ”

"If you hear it, you can investigate it for me if it's true! Hmph, today I love Xinjue Luo's children to be able to ask people to pull strong men, is he going to borrow their heads to invite the court to win military merits in the future! ”

As he was saying angrily, there were suddenly several screams from behind.

Stunned, he looked back and saw that Bao Zhu and several yellow coat guards were wiping the long knife.

The headless corpses of Liang Zhu and the others fell in a pool of condensed blood.

"This"

Jia Liuqian muttered: "It seems that the problem has finally been solved." ”

(End of chapter)