"What camp am I in with An Lushan?"

"An Lushan intends to rebel, and the county lord should not contribute to him."

Li Qingheng was stunned for a moment and felt funny.

She is the one who least wants An Lushan to rebel!

If there was no rebellion, if Li Longji had died earlier, or if he had reformed himself, it would not be difficult for the glory of the Tang Dynasty to continue for thousands of years!

She tried to stop it, but failed, no method was used, but Datang's heart was empty!

None of this can be stopped.

The problem of the Tang Dynasty is not only the rebellion, but the suffering of the people.

Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road, this is the Tang Dynasty in the eleventh year of Tianbao.

The people's hearts are scattered, and they no longer have hope for Li Longji!

She looked at Shen Mo, as if she saw the innocent self she had been doing the task.

"Know yourself and know your opponent, and you will not be defeated in a hundred battles. An Lushan and I will never be in the same camp. ”

Shen Mo was shocked in his heart, he looked at her in disbelief, trying to find a trace of lying in her eyes, but no.

What she said was true, she was not in the same camp as An Lushan.

Li Qingheng: "However, how do you know that An Lushan is going to rebel?" ”

The county lord's gaze swept towards him, with the confidence of an insider.

The county lord swore so much, as if he expected An Lushan to rebel.

The county lord has a close personal relationship with An Lushan, and even if he knows, it is not surprising.

Shen Mo opened his mouth: "...... Does he really want to rebel? ”

He couldn't wait to know a definitive answer.

Li Qingheng stared at Shen Mo and moved his lips.

She suspected that he wanted her to get her through, but there was no evidence.

She won't be able to get through the questions!

If this kid wants to stop An Lushan's rebellion on a whim, won't he soon become cannon fodder, and he won't live to be twenty-five years old at all?

She changed the topic: "Anyway, it's come to this, you just have to live well, take one step at a time, you don't care so much." ”

After that, Li Qingheng moved forward: "Get on the horse." ”

The wind passed through Shen Mo's robe, causing his sleeves to tremble and sweep on the grass tips on the ground.

When Shen Mo saw that she was silent, he knew that this was a tacit acquiescence.

He rolled over his horse and sat down behind her.

There is still a long way to go back here, and the horse walks forward in a swaying way, and the two bodies will occasionally fit together, getting closer and closer.

Shen Mo held the reins, and the county lord sat in front of him, and he could almost say that he was half-hugging her.

This made her very uncomfortable.

It's just a rough ride, and the two are always forced to lean against each other by swaying forward and backward.

The base of his thigh was pressed against her, so that he did not dare to move.

The faint scent of her hair lingering in front of her nose is tantamount to a kind of medicine.

Shen Mo's throat moved, and he cooed.

Li Qingheng also noticed the fiery aura behind him, as well as his hot and stiff body.

Only...... It's embarrassing.

In the end, she couldn't stand this kind of situation that seemed to be obscene, and proposed to Shen Mo: "I'll sit in the back, and you will sit in the front." ”

"County Lord, there is no saddle in the back, and it is dangerous to sit." His voice was a little hoarse.

She suddenly turned her face sideways and glanced down: "Then can you control your brother?" ”

Shen Mo: What brother...... junior

Junior.

The roots of his ears instantly turned red, and the tips of his ears were also red, and he didn't dare to breathe loudly, and he was extremely embarrassed.

The toes hidden in the shoes and socks buckled the soles of the shoes, as if they were trying to cut a hole.

"County Lord, Shen...... No offense. He gritted his teeth before he could hold back such a sentence.

Li Qingheng: "I'll sit in the back." ”

Shen Mo turned over and dismounted, standing next to the horse's belly and waiting.

Li Qingheng moved his butt back and moved it under the saddle.

Shen Mo glanced at the saddle in front of the county lord and hesitated whether to sit on it.

Let the woman sit in the back, isn't it...... Inappropriate?

"Hurry up, it's still a long way away, if the county lord can't go back, tell him what you want to harm An Lushan!"

Shen Mo listened to her urging, so he could only hurriedly get on the horse and sit on it.

He sat in front, holding the reins, and the county lord was behind him.

Her hand rested on his waist, making him uncomfortable.

Shen Mo: "County Lord, can you ...... Don't put it there? ”

Li Qingheng: "......" has a lot of things.

Why did he act like he had suffered a loss?

Is that what she wants to put? It's clear that this horse is too small and afraid of falling down.

Li Qingheng: "Then I'll grab your hair?" ”

Shen Mo nodded in agreement.

In the next moment, there was a sharp pain in his scalp, as if it was about to tear his hair off.

The strength of the parents of the body and the lord of the county is to pull out all his hair.

"County Lord, you should hold me as before." Shen Mo politely proposed.

Li Qingheng let go, wrapped his arms around Shen Mo's waist again, treated Shen Mo as a human cushion, and rested his chin on his back.

There was a faint smell of soaphorn on him, which she attributed to the smell of poverty.

The horse walked some distance.

Li Qingheng: "Shen Mo, how old are you?" ”

Li Qingheng was so bored that he counted on his fingers, how long would it take for Shen Mo to be twenty-five years old.

She wants to go home, no matter how big this prosperous world is, it makes her feel that she has no sense of belonging, but when she sees Li Longji's face, she is angry.

If only I hadn't been stuck at the node of the Anshi Rebellion, I could travel back to the Taizong period, or the empress period. That's the real boom.

It's better than an empty shell now.

"Twenty-two." Shen Mo replied.

Twenty-two, that is, there are still three years to go before twenty-five.

Three years later, it was the fourteenth year of Tianbao, and at that time, the Anshi Rebellion had not yet broken out.

Li Qingheng suddenly came to his senses, and his eyes lit up: "Is it a virtual age?" ”

Shen Mo: "Yes." ”

Li Qingheng: "! ”

It was as if she had been split in half by a thunderbolt and cracked on the spot.

Li Qingheng: "That's not a false age?" ”

Shen Mo: "There are still three months to turn twenty-one." ”

Li Qingheng's face twisted.

Is this virtual age too outrageous, how to calculate it?

Not yet twenty-one, twenty-two years old!

That is, she has more than four years left.

I'm going to stay here for four more years, and I can't have a single accident during that time.

Cry to death!

"Shen Mo, you must ...... Many happy returns. ”

Li Qingheng's voice almost trembled.

After listening to this, Shen Mo's heart was touched.

He smiled lightly and said, "The county lord was the first person to say this to me. ”

No one has ever told him that he wants to live a long life.

His life is born to dedicate and live a long life, who cares?

"Thank you to the county lord, Shen also wishes the county lord a hundred years of life." His voice was clear, like flowing water flowing past him.

When the sun was about to set, they finally arrived in the woods where Li Qingheng had been kidnapped before.

There are still two quarters of an hour left before the end of the hunting convention.

Li Qingheng flipped off the horse, hurriedly ran into the woods, found the fainted Jin Yu, and pinched her fiercely.

"Ah, don't rob me of the fish!"

Jin Yu exclaimed in surprise and woke himself up successfully.

When she saw the county lord, she was stunned for a moment, blinked, and then suddenly remembered what had happened before.

In the next moment, she withdrew her thoughts from the sweet dream of eating fish, with tears in her eyes, and cried and said: "County Lord...... Are you alright? ”

"Stop! Take back the tears, wait until you cry, hunt first! ”

Li Qingheng picked up the golden jade and quickly ran over and got on the horse.

"You help me pick up my prey."

As soon as the words fell, the arrow in her hand flew out with a "whoosh" and hit a sika deer.

Shen Mo rode forward, said goodbye respectfully in front of her, and left first.

The people who surrounded the hunting ground, seeing this scene from afar, also left in a hurry and went back to report.

Jin Yu went to the bushes to pick up prey.

Hunting ground stands.

The young talents who had hunted all came back one after another, set up their prey, and placed it on the field, waiting for the sage to judge.

Li Longji glanced at it, but he didn't see Li Qingheng's figure, so he asked Gao Lishi beside him: "Is Qingheng back?" ”

"Back to the saint, no." Colliers replied in a voice.

Li Longji laughed to himself twice and said, "This kid, I'm afraid that he will be embarrassed, he has already sneaked home." ”

"I heard that the people from King Qing's Mansion have come, and they should have picked up the county lord of Qingheng."

"That'll be fine."

Colliers reminded on the side: "Holy Lord, this time is coming, when do you think it is better to decide?" ”

"Wait a minute, I see that the Xu family kid hunts the most, I'm afraid it's the leader this year, I don't know who else hasn't come, see if I can surpass him."

"That's what the sage said."

At the corner of the fence of the hunting ground, a person hurriedly ran over, wiped the sweat from his neck, and talked to the people around him.

"Ouch, you say, guess what I just saw in the woods?"

The people around him looked at him puzzled: "Don't you want to say it?" How do you let me guess again? ”

Subordinate: "......"

I wiped my sweat again and adjusted my mood.

The next moment, his eyebrows fluttered and he spoke, which was called a painting and color.

"I saw the county lord of Qingheng and Shen Rulin riding a horse together, Shen Rulin sitting in front, and the county lord sitting in the back, holding Shen Rulin like that, that posture ...... Tsk, it can be said that it is impossible to imitate, and it cannot be depicted. ”