Don’t Pick Up Boyfriends From the - Chapter 190

The face of the young man with the silver helmet and the iron face was vivid and interesting, but Yan Yuanheng had been watching for a long time, and there was always something in his heart.

He looked forward for a moment, his heart was itching, and he couldn’t help turning his head to look again, and there was a white horse on his side.

Yan Yuanheng immediately looked ahead.

Shi Dingyun rubbed his ears and walked in parallel with him, whispering: “Come here to avoid the wind.”

After seeing this, Ah Shu thought that his son and the thirteenth emperor had something to talk about before he stopped and checked the situation of the son-in-law in the carriage behind him.

Yan Yuanheng was a little happy, and turned his head: “Well, it doesn’t matter.”

Chi Xiaochi watched the calyx-like ornament on his forehead.

The man’s decal decoration in the forehead is a popular and elegant thing among the nobles of Wangcheng City. He had been a little curious before. The dress of the thirteenth prince is usually simple and low-key. How can he chase this fancy trend?

Now that we are close, Chi Xiaochi can see clearly. In the vertical line drawing flower, there is a flesh-colored wound that can not be seen clearly.

The scarlet slender pattern, which meets the head and the tail, is intended to look like a yin and yang fish, covering the scar just right.

Chi Xiaochi recalled when he stopped looking at the cloud. It was known that when Shi Dingyun was fifteen years old, Shi’s father looked back at the city to report his work. He brought the rosehip wine from the southern Xinjiang with a mellow taste and tasted the same as the fruit.

Shi Dianyun only thought that he had got something new, which attracted Yan Yuanzhao and Yan Yuanheng to drink.

After the three cups went down, Yan Yuanheng stood up silently and walked out of the door. Shi Zhuangyun and Yan Yuanzhao shouted behind him and couldn’t help, thinking that he had something urgent to go, so he didn’t think much.

After a short while, Yan Yuanheng went back and returned, holding an out-of-print book in his hand, and stopped talking in his arms.

Yan Yuanzhao wanted to take a look at what it was, but was pushed away by Yan Yuanheng.

He said, “You said last time that you wanted it, but I did n’t have any money, so I bought it from my boss, but I could n’t find a reason for you, so I kept it in the bookstore. Today I give it to you. Look around. ”

Shi Dingyun and Yan Yuanzhao were stunned.

Yan Yuanheng solemnly emphasized: “I give you, you are alone, you are not allowed to show it to others, I secretly caught a flower I like …”

As he said, he opened the pages of the book, his eyebrows narrowed slightly: “My flower.”

Shi Dingyun had guessed what happened: “Yuan Heng, you are drunk.”

Yan Yuanheng pulled the cloud out when he pulled it, opened his palm, and touched his belt again: “I’m not drunk. You have hidden my flowers.”

The wind was blowing outside, and the mule outside the window was shaken. A light incense was sent to remind Yan Yuanheng.

He staggered out: “I’ll get another one for you.”

Shi Zunyun couldn’t stop him, Yan Yuanzhao was too late to see the excitement, and Yan Yuanheng drowsed up into the tree, slipped on one foot, and his forehead was cut by a sharp branch.

The wound wasn’t shallow, and it was on the face again. The doctor had examined it, and sighed, it must be scarring.

At the time of the doctor’s inspection, Yan Yuanheng stared at Shi Suyun, muttering the southern Xinjiang language, even when Su Yun did not know when he quietly learned this.

At that time, the army was in chaos, and Yan Yuanheng said something in detail. Shi Yun stopped remembering it.

For a flower that did not know whether it existed, Shi Dingyun had a good meal.

…

Time goes back to now.

Yan Yuanheng was uneasy when he looked at him: “What are you looking at?”

“Within an hour, the thirteenth prince looked back at me with twenty-seven eyes.” Chi Koike said arrogantly. “I don’t look at the thirteen princes. How can I give back this kind of love?”

Yan Yuanheng didn’t say anything, and stroked his fingers on the reins a few times, looking very calm.

… Wait a minute, wait till I think of an excuse.

Chi Xiaochi waited for a short while, before Yan Yuanheng prepared to open his mouth, sighed with regret: “The thirteenth emperor does not want to talk to the general, and the general will retire.”

Yan Yuanheng was startled, and when he watched, he stopped Yuntou and left the horse without returning, tightening the reins, his face faintly regretful.

Chi Xiaochi rode in front of the carriage, leaned down and raised the car curtain: “Sir, how is your body, is the car dizzy?”

Lou Ying, wearing loose and comfortable clothes, was reading a book leaning on a soft pillow. He heard the sound, looked up, smiled, and looked good.

This life is different from the previous life. The situation in the southern Xinjiang is stable, and the incident of poisoning is more than half a year later. Therefore, the team is moving at a high speed.

Unlike the sweetness of ordinary spices, the fragrance of bergamot can relieve the discomfort caused by bumps.

Chi Xiaochi let go of his heart, turned over and dismounted, handed the reins to the side of A Shu, and quickly caught up with the slow carriage, assisted in running, stepped onto the chin and stepped into the sedan.

Lou Ying still doesn’t know what the world line is. They left General House early in the morning and set off from Xichengmen for more than 20 miles before Chi Xiaochi found an opportunity to exchange feelings with him.

He repeated the general situation of the World Line to Lou Ying.

Lou Ying bowed his head: “Do you have any ideas?”

Chi Xiaochi asked: “Sir, why do you think that Chu Ziling just took out a piece of jade pendant, and there will be courtiers in the southern Xinjiang to support Chu Ziling as prince?”

“Because he stopped the cloud when he caught it alive, killed Shi Jinghong when he killed him. He said that he was a prince, and someone immediately believed it, and stepped forward to support him?”

Lou Ying understood what he meant: “… Zhu Ziling contacted these people beforehand?”

“Those South Korean courtiers are not bad.” Chi Xiaochi said, “Conceal Chu Ziling’s identity first and keep it secret. If he is a prince and returns with great merit, these courtiers push the boat and speak in support of him. Ministers of the King can get a lot of benefits; if he fails to succeed and dies halfway, these courtiers will not lose anything, but it is no pity that it was a secret agent who died. Chu Ziling’s business is just right They did it. ”

As he said, he clicked on his temple: “Shi Dianyun still remembers the names of those who often come to Chu Ziling’s account.”

In the memory of Shi Dingyun, there were three people who received the courtesy of Chu Ziling.

General Pasa, who faced the North Government at the town’s Nanguan all year round, was a vice general in the general’s account.

General Wu Yichun, a cavalry general who is stationed on the northwest side of Zhennan Pass, does not undertake any combat tasks, and is mainly responsible for military grain transportation.

A Wenchen surnamed Jin, according to their official position in the Central Government, should be from the second grade, the same as Pasa, with no merit, until the forty years old still mediocre.

Of course, these are their pre-promotion positions.

Since Chu Ziling came to power, they have flew to Huang Tengda. With their previous ability, there is little hope unless the ancestral tomb smokes.

After reading the notes made by Chi Xiaochi, Lou Ying was clear: “He chose the right people, all of them have some real power and connections, but still want to continue to climb up.”

In a general sense, Chu Ziling’s origin is indeed not so glorious, so in order to walk smoothly, he must pave the way for himself in advance.

However, he happened to meet Chi Xiaochi such a sudden ground drill.

Lou Ying also said: “Not many people know the true identity of Chu Ziling.”

“Not much. Who doesn’t hold a good poker card, who wants to shake the cards,” Chi Xiaochi said, “but that’s fine.”

Lou Ying: “So you plan to keep Chu Ziling under control so that he has no chance …”

Chi Xiaochi said, “Where can I. I have to hold him well.”

He looked at the horizon and said to himself: “Speaking, my letter arrived the day before yesterday, and the letter sent by Chu Ziling should have arrived.”

He groaned.

If calculated based on the consistent platooning speed of the southern Xinjiang, Dingyuan City would be attacked by a small group of southern Xinjiang troops as soon as the day after and the slowest seven days later.

This is the consistent style of Chu Ziling, and he will never believe in others. Even if he gets the news from the stop of clouds, he will first send troops to test the situation in the far city.

He knew Wen Feiru, who was guarding the far city, just as Shi Dingyun. He has half of the southern Xinjiang descent and lives at the border, but his parents were killed by the invading southern Xinjiang people.

This man is brave and irritable. He will kill his enemies every time he fights. If he is really injured, he will probably send a young man to fight in the face of such scarce forces.

On the bright side, it means contempt, but in fact it hides its pride.

If Chi Xiaochi is not wrong, Chu Ziling will write to the person in charge of contacting him. If Wen Feiru comes out to fight in person, it will be that he is not injured, and he must not fight hard, in vain; if it is under Wen Fei’s seat, If you want to fight in the first place, then you have to consider re-fighting. Wen Feiru is probably not in the city. Zhang Dujun, who is also in Dingyuan City, has a good resource and is difficult to deal with; The main person in the city was still Wen Feiru, so he sent troops to fight, not to seize the city, but to slay Wen Feiru and betray one arm when he was cut off.

This arrangement of Chu Ziling has another layer of magic.

-He can pick himself up clean.

Wen Feiru’s temperament, there are many people who know, it is not difficult to make the above inference based on his response to the enemy.

As for how the information about General Wen Feiru’s injuries was known to the people of the southern Xinjiang, it can be pushed to which detail, and how to suspect that Chu Ziling, who is thousands of miles away, can’t make it.

But Chu Ziling couldn’t think of it anyway. There was also a small pool of ponds set aside a thousand miles away.

What kind of character Shi Jinghong sent his son’s letter, without having to elaborate, he can guess that there is a good way to deal with it.

Since he was a child, Shi Jinghong taught Shi Zhanyun. To fight, one must know how to win and how to lose.

This victory was a meeting gift he gave to Southern Xinjiang in vain.

Looking at Chi Xiaochi’s fascination, Lou Ying simply stopped guessing, looking at him with a book in his hand, his eyes were soft and terrible.

Chi Xiaochi made a rough plan for the next plan. Looking at the time, he felt that he had stayed with his own family for a long time. It was time to go out and let the wind out, so he greeted, “Sir, I’m gone.”

When Chi Xiaochi lifted the curtain to get out of the carriage, Lou Ying suddenly asked behind him, “Did you really count?”

Chi Xiaochi: “… what?”

Lou Ying watched him: “Twenty-seven.”

When Chi Xiaochi understood what he was pointing at, he let out a hand: “It’s a nonsense. He can’t count it himself.”

He asked again, “Can you hear me?”

Lou Ying said, “Some functions of the system have been restored, but I can only hear your voice. I can’t speak, and I can’t see the world line.”

Chi Xiaochi said, after jumping off the carriage, there was something weird in his heart:

Brother Lou asked what this kind of thing was doing?

He voluntarily denied the most reasonable possibility, and rushed to the rear of the team.

After being sent away from the pond, Lou Ying continued to read in the fragrance of the bergamot.

… In fact, he was looking through the world line for clues.

The reading function of World Line has been restored half an hour ago.

Lou Ying just wanted to hear Chi Xiaochi stay beside him and tell his story seriously.

He was thinking about what Iike Koike might do next.

Thinking for a long while, he looked down at the art of war in his hand and said to himself: “… the pigeon.”

I wonder if it was a coincidence. After a few seconds, Chi Xiaochi’s voice came from his ear: “Is the pigeon cage brought?”

Chu Ziling’s reply followed: “It was all taken, all of them were good pigeons picked out from the General’s Mansion, and the worst was to send dozens of letters to Nanjiang. Please be assured.”

Lou Ying smiled slightly over a page of book, silent.

That night, the entire army was stationed in Baiqiu, cooking in a pot.

They originally set out with the food team, and the food is naturally not bad. The meals at night include barley and roast chicken.

When the rice was cooked, Yan Yuanheng made a few degrees, and made great determination, before taking the attitude that he thought it was the most natural and unpretentious, he sat down next to Yun and waited for him to cook the same chicken.

Chi Xiaochi hoeed his head in the last days, and was happy with a meal in the wild.

He turned over the roasted chicken on the iron frame and asked Yan Yuanheng, “Do you eat well?”

Yan Yuanheng calmly said, “I have been on the battlefield. I once drank only horse water for three days.”

He said that when he first went to town Nanguan for assistance.

Iko Koike tore the chicken skin which was roasted and crispy.

Yan Yuanheng held it in his hand without opening his mouth, his eyes moved slightly, noticing that he had a pouch hanging around his waist, frowned, and asked, “This thing is …? I haven’t seen you wear it before.”

Chi Xiaochi looked down and said, “Before leaving Zhaoyuan.”

It was said by Yan Yuanzhao that it was actually sewn by his side consort.

The sixth princess’s concubine is also a strange woman. Her girl name is Jin Rou. When she was sixteen, she learned that she was going to match the sixth princess.

Outsiders thought they were crying with joy or did not give up getting married, but her sisters of the same age, who were also yours, were very understanding and went to comfort.

In Yan Yuanzhao’s **** words, I didn’t know I thought I was dead. She would be widow when she got married.

At that time, Ding Yun corrected him kindly: “If you are really dead, she will laugh.”

Yan Yuanzhao’s response was a kick.

He aggrieved, “Is it so unwilling to marry me?”

Shi Dingyun glanced at Yingying Yanyan who was around him, and said, “Can you go out of the flower house and say this again?”

Yan Yuanzhao is really well-known, and being promised to be a concubine is really not a good home.

However, from time to time, Yun knew that Yan Yuanzhao had drunk horses and cujus and prostitutes. However, in the matter of men and women, apart from the enlightened palace girl given by the emperor, he had never touched anyone else.

Yan Yuanzhao was able to be so happy, he was all blessed by his biological mother, and his biological mother was the late queen. Seeing his father and empathy, Yan Yuanzhao also had expectations for his wife.

He just wanted to let the loved one be his first wife, and the loved one to have children for him.

The night Jin Jin married, Yan Yuanzhao told her that he had no feelings for her, and she did n’t have to have any feelings for herself. She would do whatever she loved to do in the sixth prince ’s house, as long as she did n’t make any mess. Come, his money is enough to support her, delicious and delicious, happy life.

The six-sided princess is also an upright person. She whispered for a few days like an ordinary woman, and found that Yan Yuanzhao did not have any interest in her, and she was happy. She embroidered bandages, squash seeds, planted grapes, and went to the book market. Also happy.

At this time, Zunyun was going to southern Xinjiang, and Yan Yuanzhao went back to the government to speak with Jin Rou. She rushed out of a pair of purses and went to the temple to open the light, one of Yan Yuanzhao, and one of Zunyun.

When Yan Yuanzhao sent the purse, he got a serious one: “Give me this. This object was opened by the master. If you are in danger, this object will have a sense. No matter how many miles, I will save you.”

When Chi Xiaochi took the purse, he held it in his hands and thought, did you guys give it that way.

After hearing that, Yan Yuanheng’s eyes changed.

When he set off in the morning, when he worshipped his father, he spotted the object in the waist of Brother Six Emperor and observed its style, which was exactly a pair with the one in front of him.

…… Isn’t that the favorite person mentioned by Ding Yun is Brother Six Emperor?