Jing County at night is extraordinarily quiet. The evening breeze blows lightly, and the occasional insect chirping makes it even quieter.

When the night was deep, no one slept.

Syllable!

The burning candle burst into a spark, as if to remind the late-night owner that the core was about to be cut.

Chen Sanlang slowly put down the scroll in his hand and looked at the candlelight slightly distracted. If it was in the past, Xu Jun would come up at this time and pour him a cup of hot tea.

But tonight, Xu Jun is not around.

Xu Jun loves to read, and also studied Mongolian studies with his father, but he learned shallow and wrote averagely. Since intersecting with Chen Sanlang, her studious interest has been fully stimulated, and whenever she has free time, she will discuss teaching questions with her future husband, chant poems, compose opposites, and write. In a short period of time, the progress has been remarkable.

At night, the two sat in the same room without twisting.

Xu Jun learned martial arts since childhood, and married Chen Sanlang, and experienced many hardships, but he was not afraid of other people's gossip. Besides, now Chen Sanlang is the leader of a county, and he sits firmly in his seat, gives instructions in governance, and has won the hearts of the people.

The old nerd in the past is long gone.

Reading in the middle of the night, the red sleeves add fragrance, which is the most comfortable. Even if you can't really turn your clothes upside down, ********, you can occasionally look at each other inadvertently, and a relative smile is worth a thousand words. You can also sneak around your little hands, check your body parts, and so on.

Many times, flirting is better than fishing.

Unexpectedly, she finally waited for Xu Nianniang to relax and promised that the two families would officially get married. Xu Jun became shy and refused to come over to accompany him.

It made Chen Sanlang sigh. It's a pity to live up to such a good night.

I calculate the time, and it goes well. Zhou Fencao and the others should be back.

He is not worried about Zhou Fencao's trip to Nanyang, with Xu Nianniang as his companion, he will never make a mistake. He is quite clear about his father-in-law's skills, and it is not an exaggeration to call it supernatural. Martial arts have reached the peak.

This is only the part that Chen Sanlang has been in contact with at present, Xu Nianniang has experienced mystery, and I don't know how many secrets are hidden on her body that have not been exposed.

However, Chen Sanlang didn't care, he even accepted the gods and ghosts, not bad for such a father-in-law with amazing martial arts.

Don't say anything else. Isn't there a little dragon girl living in the well in the courtyard? As for those crab soldiers and shrimp generals, needless to say. In the free view, there is also a Laoshan Taoist priest who has not yet attained enlightenment.

It is precisely because of their existence that this Jing County has been able to operate and develop in an orderly manner. can maintain this rare peace.,Secretly, I don't know how many gangsters who plotted to make trouble.,Unknown people who have hidden with bad intentions.。

Although Jing County is small, it has all kinds of organs, not to mention the strength in secret, and the private soldiers recruited for training on the surface have also reached a certain scale. Both the quantity and quality are far beyond the level of ordinary nursing homes. It's just that the heat is still lacking, and it has not reached the point where it can go to the battlefield. Compared to the armor of the Tiger Guard, it is far from it.

Even so. Chen Sanlang did not waver and continued to recruit young and strong, especially leading talents. It can be described as thirsty.

The problem is that no matter how thirsty it is, it's useless, Jingxian projectile land. I can't find such a talent. Fortunately, the scale is still small, so I retreated to the second. With a general head or something, he can barely do it.

But it's not a long-term solution.

If the armor wants to grow further and become stronger, it must eventually find a handsome person with a strong mind and rich experience, otherwise it will be a pipe dream. Such as Zhou Fencao, etc., all belong to literary talents. It is not a problem to preside over and assist civil affairs; let them manage the military, but they will play the piano indiscriminately.

"Hey......"

Chen Sanlang sighed, reached out and rubbed his brows.

In troubled times, relying on armor, the truth is useless. He knew this very well and it had to be developed. As for the water tribe demon soldiers lurking in the water, as well as the Dao Law and the like, after all, they are only unconventional means and can be used to win by surprise, but they are by no means mainstream forces.

This world is always the world of people.

When it comes to the confrontation between the two armies, thousands of troops and horses charge to kill the enemy, and the demon soldiers and Taoism are obviously not enough.

This is the reason why many sects do not hesitate to put down their bodies and send their right-hand disciples into the red world to seek the Heavenly Opportunity to support the Dragon Court, so as to seek a share of luck;

Chen Sanlang sat in the position of the county magistrate of Jing County, starting from the overall situation, thinking about it for a long time, and slowly had a clear understanding. I also feel that it is not easy for those who are in the top position, and once they grasp the mistakes, it will cause various chain consequences.

After thinking about it for a long time, I gradually settled down, cleaned up a little, blew out the lights, and went to bed. If nothing else, when I wake up, I will be able to see Zhou Fencao and them tomorrow morning.

......

Yangzhou, the lights are still bright in the middle of the night. It's just the lights of thousands of homes, but they can't compare to a copper lamp in the study of the Assassin's Mansion.

Under the lamp, Yuan Wenchang was wearing a cotton robe and light clothes, and his hair was rarely spread out and not tied up. On the bookcase in front of him, the scrolls were displayed, and letters and secret letters were placed on it so messily.

This kind of scene is quite rare for Yuan Wenchang, who is strict with himself.

Since the incident of the Shi Po Army, the general trend of the world has been turbulent and unpredictable, and the intelligence of military aircraft from all over the country has flown into Yangzhou like snowflakes and flew to the hands of Yuan Wenchang. It can be said that he can now be called "a great opportunity", and he is not much better than the emperor who sits on the throne of the Jinluan Palace in the capital.

No, now the emperor's hospital bed is lingering, and he can't get up, and most of them can't be governed.

Yuan Wenchang was holding a secret report that had just been sent in, the secret report was from Nanyang, and it belonged to Yuan Huacheng's report.

After reading it, Yuan Wenchang crumpled the secret report, threw it on the ground, slapped the case, and shouted angrily: "Presumptuous!"

The palm was surging, and a good sandalwood bookcase was slapped apart and fell to the ground.

"My lord, what happened?"

The two pro-soldiers guarding the door broke into the door, and when they saw Yuan Wenchang standing, they couldn't help but be stunned, and suddenly remembered that the taboo had been triggered, and they quickly knelt on the ground, not daring to speak.

Yuan Wenchang glanced at them and shouted coldly: "Don't give orders, trespass into the study, behead! ”

Whoosh, several people rushed in from outside, and immediately escorted the two pro-soldiers away.

Yuan Wenchang put his hands behind his back, and his eyes could not be concealed: "Since you are seeking your own death, you should be perfect." Okay, let Shi Pojun do it and pull out this nail. Hehe, presumably the rebel coalition side can't bear it. However, Li Hengwei wants to enter my Yangzhou under the banner, but it is wishful thinking. ”

Li Hengwei, the general of Zhenguo, is the commander of the coalition army ordered by the imperial court to come to exterminate the Shipo army, he led an army of 300,000 mighty, and has now settled in Zhongzhou to prevent the barbarian army from invading the capital in the north. He issued an order from King Qin to send troops from all over the country to besiege the Shipo army.

Yuan Wenchang had already received the will, but he did not move and ignored it. Not to mention him, there are very few other feudal assassin histories that really respond, and they all take a wait-and-see attitude.

Yuan Wenchang received Yuan Huacheng's secret report and knew that something had happened in Nanyang, and he really couldn't bear it. You must know that Nanyang is the capital city under the jurisdiction of Yangzhou, and it has always been strictly governed, and such an accident under his own jurisdiction is equivalent to a slap in the face.

As the saying goes: on the side of the couch, how can you allow others to snore.

It's good now, he Chen Sanlang went directly into the room and stepped on the bed.

Although there is no direct evidence to prove that Chen Sanlang did it, it is not far from ten. Moreover, what evidence is needed, whether it is the actions of Jing County or not, it is not the fundamental reason to get rid of the other party.

Jing County Order, it is long overdue to change the seat.

The delay until now, on the one hand, is too busy to pay attention to the affairs for the time being, and on the other hand, it also leaves some face for the imperial court.

But now, it's time to rub off that pesky grain of sand.

"I have long heard that the barbarian army Shura is famous for its murder, and everywhere he goes, everyone flees from the wind, leaving no chickens and dogs all the way. Let's let Jing County give it a try and see how it goes?"

After thinking about it, Yuan Wenchang sat down slowly.

At this time, someone had already entered the room, cleaned up the tattered bookcase, and sorted out the documents and letters scattered all over the place.

Yuan Wenchang sat in front of the new bookcase, spread out the pen and ink, and began to write: Brother Pojun, see the letter like a person, don't be polite, and do not talk politely, today's ......

The stars and moon are setting, and the night is getting deeper. (To be continued.) )