Tuzuo returned to his bedroom, and found that the sweetheart was not waiting for him in time as usual, and when he looked again, he saw that she was sitting on the bed with her clothes, the quilt was on her waist, and she was in a trance, and she didn't even notice him coming in. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Tuzuo hurriedly walked over with a light step, sat down beside her, and gently shook her hand.

"Ahh

It wasn't until Tuzuo held her hand that Sweetheart screamed and woke up in fright. Tuzuo hurriedly apologized: "Oh, I'm sorry, dear, I didn't mean to scare you, what's wrong with you?"

"I ...... Oh, nothing, probably a little tired......"

The sweetheart stopped talking and made an excuse for herself.

Tuzuo looked at his sweetheart's expression, a little disbelieving, but he didn't ask, just leaned over, kissed her lightly on the lips, and said softly: "Then let's rest early." ”

Tuzuo made up his mind, if he didn't wait for the arrival of the three-way army, then even if the khan gave an order, he would delay it as much as possible to avoid fighting alone, so it was impossible for him to purge the army now and enter a state of combat readiness in advance. Otherwise, everything is ready, and the Khan gives another order, but you delay and do not advance, isn't this giving people a handle?

Therefore, he stayed in the city and did not return, deliberately leaving the army he brought behind and slacking off, of course, during this period he was not inactive, in fact he did many things, these things were mainly intelligence gathering, and the fight and rebellion of the Shazhou magnates. In this way, once he launched an attack on the Yuan clan and used him as the main force of the attack, he could avoid the loss of the army as much as possible, and at the same time, he could win as much as possible without provoking the prince's officials and seek the benefits of the war.

Therefore, he did not hunt, drink, and have fun every day, but always found time to do something that was not suitable for public in the company of the city's magnates, such as Khumbu and Trons, and of course, nominally, he still went out with Khumbu as Khumbu's cousin.

On this day, Tuzuo and Kombu came back from outside, and when they returned to their bedroom, Sweetheart had just finished praying, and when she saw Tuzuo, she hurriedly stood up, twisted her fingers tightly, and said to Tuzuo with some anxiety and confusion: "Dear Tuzuo, I have something I want to tell you!"

Tuzuo smiled and held her hand: "My dear, I have found out that something is wrong with you in the past two days, but I didn't ask questions, I believe that you will tell me your confusion." What happened?"

"I ...... I ......"

Sweetheart wrung her fingers and said nervously, "I even thought it was a hallucination at first, but I didn't go crazy, Tuzuo! What I want to say is true, I ......"

Tuzuo hurriedly comforted: "Don't be nervous, sweetheart, just tell me what you want to say." ”

Sweetheart's expression was about to cry, she looked at Tuzuo and said nervously: "Tuzuo, I...... I seem, I heard something...... It's so bad I can't prove it to you......"

Tuzuo said: "My dear, if there is another person in this world who defends me wholeheartedly, it is also you, and I believe in you without reservation." Don't worry, my darling, tell me what you want to say!"

Sweetheart mustered up the courage and said, "Tuzuo, I'...... I heard something unusual, and I was inspired by something!"

The caravans that had been scattered to buy goods had already gathered in the city of Talbugul, and some of the caravan leaders had also stayed in hotels in Talbugul. There was still a day before the return date, but by the evening of the same day, all the caravan members had arrived.

This was never possible in previous years, and there were always caravans that would have to be delayed for two days, and when they agreed to return, they deliberately set aside a three-day delay to prevent such a situation. However, this year's situation is a bit special, the war is imminent, if it weren't for some business that the major merchants had already decided, they wouldn't have taken the risk of going through this at all. Now that Timur's vanguard has arrived at Beshbali, they will attack Pingliang Pass at any time, and if they can't catch this last train and follow the brigade back to the sandbank, I'm afraid they will have to stay here until the end of the war.

Guo Jia was also preparing for the return trip, he bought a few sturdy camels today as a means of transportation for the slaves he bought, and at the same time met Wei Yan, and agreed that he would come back to meet him when he set off tomorrow, and everything was arranged before he returned to the hotel. Guo Jia's strategy has been a great success, Guo Jia found that Tuzuo has been a little restless in the past two days, and the seeds of ambition have been planted in Tuzuo's heart.

Guo Jia put the target on the sweetheart, considering that Tuzuo is alert and brave, and there are always many followers in and out, if he is set as a target, it is easy to be exposed, and it is much easier for the sweetheart to be a woman. And this woman is Tuzuo's most trusted and favored woman, and relaying it through her will not affect the effect at all, and even have a bonus effect.

This task has been stopped since last night, Guo Jia does not expect to rely on this remark alone to make Tuzuo Yan obey, although it is not uncommon in history to be ambitious and even raise a banner to rebel because of a word from a Xiangshi or a plausible sign, but this Tuzuo is obviously not a simple-minded, impulsive person, on the contrary, he is very smart.

Guo Jia only needs to plant a seed of ambition and a sprout in his heart. The intercourse between the members of the Timurid royal family would form the nourishment that would allow this and ambition to thrive, and until then, it would have been a great deal if Tuzuo's selfishness had only strengthened to the point of abandoning the interests of the empire in order to preserve his own power.

Timur sat in the middle army, and the left army's A-Asia and the right army's Tuzuo were his two iron pincers, and now, Tuzuo had arrived at the predetermined place on time, while the commander of the left army, Tuzuo's cunning and sinister uncle, had set up all kinds of obstacles for himself along the way, and he was still stumbling on the road. That's it, he also sued the wicked first, and attacked his nephew Tuzuo in front of Timur.

Guo Jia has reason to believe that as long as the commander of the Right Route Army, Tu Zuo, has the same mind as his uncle, Timur's two iron tongs will not be clamped. In the face of the equally powerful eastern army, the two commanders of the Timurid army had their own scheming and deceitful intentions, did they still want to win the war?

Tonight, Guo Jiaxing is very high, after nine deaths, he can finally embark on the return journey, Zhou Shi he successfully instigated Tuzuo's ambitions, so that this originally Taoguang obscure, blindly only seeking self-protection of the army commander began to covet the throne, which made him very happy, since arriving here, this is his most relaxed, most down-to-earth night. So it's rare for him to have a few drinks, his mind is tense for such a long time, and it's easy to break if it's a string, it's rare to be so happy, the ghost makes the god send a moment, he knows the names of two beauties: Chunhua, Qiuyue, and Chunhua and Qiuyue because their families have been ruined, lonely, on the grassland, women basically can't live independently, and always need strong men to shelter...

Chunhua and Qiuyue seemed to be infected by the happy mood of their master, Qiuyue happily snuggled in his arms, and the mature and round buttocks wrapped in silky silk sat on Guo Jia's lap, she was half-twisting her delicate body, and was sending the wine glass to Guo Jia's lips. And the spring flowers are dancing gracefully on the soft carpet with their bare white feet.

There was no accompaniment, but the brass bells between her wrists and ankles made a pleasant sound as she danced, making up for the sound. When a delicate and dynamic dance posture and a charming and sexy expression jumped into his eyes, the sound of "ringing" also entered his ears at the same time, forming an indescribable enjoyment of sound and color.

Qiu Yue in his arms squirmed gently like a snake, and her hips grinded between his crotch intentionally or unintentionally, gradually attracting Guo Jia's attention from dancing and wine. There is no one else in the room, only a man and two women, no matter how intimate and in what way, as long as they like each other, it is the pleasure of the boudoir, even if there is frivolity, who knows?

Guo Jia was slightly drunk, and a big hand took advantage of the wine, and probed into Qiuyue's stiff chest, and faded her spring shirt between half pushing and half pushing, and untied her chest. Two white and moist snowballs on top of two red cherries, trembling and revealing themselves, rippling in the light of layers of waves, looking at the eyes of the flower man.

Qiu Yue was a little ashamed, a little happy, and a little excited to be pushed to the table by Guo Jia, and the round beautiful buttocks were also liberated from his obscene pants, and the snow was greasy and shining. Qiu Yue's waist sank like a hunched back, but she arched her hips and endured the caress of her master in a completely surrendered posture. Seeing the two of them wandering, a blush climbed up the cheeks of Chunhua, who was dancing, and her legs began to weaken a little... It was dawn, and Chunhua and Qiuyue got up early to clean up and dress up.

After a night of rain and dew, they became more and more beautiful, their pretty faces were delicate, and there seemed to be a layer of water in the flow of their eyes.

Guo Jia also got up early, inspected his entourage, and prepared to go on the road.

"Let's go, let's say goodbye to Mr. Truns and Mr. Tuzuo!"

An older caravan leader made an offer, which was approved by everyone, and everyone rushed to the meeting.

"Mr. Guo Jia, please wait a moment!"

When everyone expressed their gratitude to Tuzuo for his warm hospitality a few days ago and said goodbye to him, they said goodbye one after another, but Tuzuo suddenly opened his mouth and kept Guo Jia alone.

"Mr. Tuzuo, who are you?"

Tu Zuo smiled and took off the rhinoceros horn handle from his waist, and the scimitar with diamonds, gems and jade on the scabbard, held it with both hands, and solemnly sent it to Guo Jia: "Mr. Guo Jia, I am very happy to meet you this time. I, regard you as my friend, my brother, this knife is my possession, I give it to you, I hope we still have a time to meet, if not, I also hope that you can see the knife as if you see people, remember that in the far west, there is a loyal friend!"

Guo Jia was a little moved when he heard this, Tuzuo got acquainted with the heroes of Shazhou, of course, he had ulterior motives, but among all the people, his "businessman" was the weakest, it can be said that Tuzuo was close to so many people, and the only one who approached without utilitarian purposes was himself. If it weren't for the two countries being enemies, maybe they could really be good friends, but ......

Guo Jia secretly sighed, stretched out his hands, took the knife, and said: "I have a little secret, I actually wanted to treat you when I hunted last time, I am ......"

As soon as he said this, a somewhat high-pitched voice came from the door: "Stop! You can't go in! Mr. Tuzuo is receiving guests!"