Dandere General and his Lord

Being beautiful and alive, and being a centurion, it only shows that he has paid more than others behind his back.

He was as calm as Mo Qiaosheng and walked silently.

I don't know what the master will reward? Ajia, do you think it could be meat? I haven't eaten meat for a long time. Ayun licked his lips while fantasizing.

I also want to eat meat, and I want to dream. A Jia, who was tall and strong like a bear, swallowed his saliva.

Stop dreaming, your skin is in front of the master, and if you didn't eat the meat accidentally, you lost your life. The gray-bearded old Chang interrupted them coldly.

A group of five people were the biggest slaves who made the most of this time. They were either excited or apprehensive, or they followed a servant beside the master to the camp where Weibeihou was located.

The attendant took them to a water room, and each handed out a brush and a large spoon.

Wash yourself clean, put on new clothes, there are many nobles at the banquet, don't lose face to the master. The attendant pointed to a stack of clothes of the same style on the side with a shrill voice.

Mo Qiaosheng squatted on the ground, scooped up a spoonful of cold water, and poured it down from his head with a clatter. The turbid and blood-red sewage flowed out from under him. The cold water stimulated his drowsy nerves.

For slaves like them, no matter how great the credit, they can't be compared with those genuine generals. With luck, they can receive a piece of cooked meat, a piece of armor or a weapon as a merciful gift from their master.

But if you are unlucky and behave improperly, you may provoke the lord, or provoke a noble person, that is the disaster of killing.

Moreover, their lord, Weibeihou...

Mo Qiaosheng splashed the whole bucket of water on his head with a clatter. He didn't want to recall the wretched and perverted behavior of the lord when he first saw Weibeihou in Chuhuai Pavilion.

Maybe I'm wrong and shouldn't try so hard.

But at that time, crawling on the city wall, if you don't try your best, it means death, which means the death of the brothers who are behind him.

A Feng next to him was the same as him, with a solemn face, gritted his teeth and silently poured water over his body. The two accidentally changed their eyes, and both saw unease and fear in each other's eyes.

After washing, they made sure that their bodies no longer had any odor, and they put on uniform black rolled red-trimmed knee-length shorts. In order to show the neatness and neatness unique to soldiers, they were also instructed to wear tight and lightweight waistcoat-style leather armor.

Ayun touched the fine cotton clothes on his body, tsk tsk admiring, This clothes is really soft and comfortable, I've grown so big and dressed so beautifully.

Ah Feng, who passed by his side, snorted coldly, Idiot!

...

At the celebration banquet organized by Weibeihou, Cheng Qianye watched with great interest the ancient song and dance performance that was very novel to her, and tasted all kinds of delicious food at the banquet.

Beside her were two young men with red lips and white teeth, one Lu Yao and the other Xiao Xiu.

They are Gongziyu's personal attendants, and they have a very close and indescribable relationship with Gongziyu. No matter where Gongziyu goes, he takes them both.

So Cheng Qianye had to take it with him.

They surrounded Cheng Qianye with care and diligence, and looked at Cheng Qianye with watery eyes, which were all full of admiration and tenderness.

In Cheng Qianye's eyes, when Xiao Xiu looked at her, she really exuded a rose-red color that meant love and lust.

And there was indeed a layer of helpless gray-green that enveloped Lu Yao.

So Cheng Qianye understood that Xiao Xiu was sincere with his brother, while Lu Yao was forced to make a false commitment.

Whether it's true or false, I don't need it. When will I be able to get rid of these two uncles logically. Cheng Qianye thought with tears in his heart.

During the banquet, there were many young and beautiful maids and attendants, serving dishes and pouring wine among the nobles. If the guests at the banquet see which one they like, they will wave their hands and stay to serve, and often bring people back to their tents after the banquet.

The Weibei Hou Hua Yuzhi, Han Quanlin, the prefect of Hanzhong, and Yuan Yizhi, the king of Yunnan, each hugged two beautiful Luan Chongs from left to right.

They also classified Cheng Qianye as someone of the same kind who had the same hobbies as themselves, and from time to time they shared with Cheng Qianye jokes, which made Cheng Qianye very depressed.

At this moment, five warriors in soap clothes and black armor slipped in. They knelt down, folded their hands in front of them, slammed their foreheads on the ground, and performed the kneeling salute of slaves.

Hua Yuzhi said to everyone with a smile: This is the slave who made the military exploits under my command this time. The one on the far side is the first warrior to climb the city wall. His name is Mo... oh yes, Mo Qiaosheng.

Mo Qiaosheng raised his head and kowtowed.

Cheng Qianye sat in the room and looked at this humble man, and felt very surprised. In her eyes, this man was like a whole piece of pure sapphire, with a blue as pure and wide as the ocean. Captivating colors never seen before.

Li Wenguang, the Inspector of Liangzhou, the initiator of the Allied Army, stood up, picked up the wine glass on the table and said, Although I am a slave, I have made a great contribution for our Allied forces. I will give you a toast myself.

Everyone at the wine praised Li Wenguang for his virtuous corporal, and they followed suit and gave wine to a few slaves who had made meritorious deeds.

Chapter 5

Looking at the big glass of wine in front of him, Mo Qiaosheng

His face turned pale, he fought hard for a day and a night, barely a drop of water came in, and only had time to take two bites of the wheat cake.

At this time, the stomach is hungry, and the blood loss is too much, so it is not suitable for drinking.

What he was afraid of was that he would be drunk and make a fool of himself, lose face of his master, and cause disaster.

But he had no room for rejection.

He respectfully stepped forward, took Li Wenguang's wine, and drank it on his knees.

He also took the wine given by his master Hua Yuzhi, and drank it all in thanks.

Then there are Han Quanlin, the prefect of Hanzhong, Yuan Yizhi, the king of Yunnan...

Cheng Qianye sat in the seat and looked at the young slave who was drinking. The beautiful blue color around his body gradually became heavier, and a thick red and purple color continued to rise and linger, appearing depressed and painful.

The left arm he took the wine glass was slightly unnatural, with a slight trembling, and the black clothes under the leather armour of his left shoulder saw a patch of water.

No, that should be blood.

Cheng Qianye remembered the spear pierced into his shoulder on the city wall.

Mo Qiaosheng drank the wine bestowed by Yuan Yizhi, the king of Yunnan.

Sure enough, I felt dizzy and rolled in my stomach.

I saw a young marquis again, waving to him.

Mo Qiaosheng knew that he couldn't drink anymore.

But he didn't dare to slack off, he dragged his feet softly to the table, saluted, and took the golden cup handed over by the young Marquis of Jinyue.

In the mouth of the wine, Mo Qiaosheng was suddenly stunned. The wine glass was not filled with wine, but a glass of mellow white milk.

He raised his head in surprise, and saw the young prince of Jinyue Hou quietly winked at him.

Mo Qiaosheng lowered his head and slowly drank this cup of warm ox rǔ quietly. He felt that the faintly tingling stomach was gently soothed by this heat, and slowly calmed down a little.

He kowtowed one more head, and with gratitude in his heart, silently returned to his position.

After Ah Feng received the wine from Yuan Yizhi, the king of Yunnan, he was left at the table.

Instead of her usual icy appearance, Ah Feng showed a bright smile, and knelt meekly beside Yuan Yizhi to serve.

Yuan Yizhi squinted his eyes as loose as fish bubbles, stretched out his pale and bloated hand and pinched Ah Feng's chin: Eunuchs don't know that sometimes the most charming and charming beauty can't compare to this kind of galloping on the battlefield. I feel that conquering such wild horses is the highest pleasure for our heroes.

Ah Feng did not resist, and lowered her head with a smile on her face.

The crowd laughed.

Li Wenguang was a little unhappy, but he didn't take it seriously and didn't say much.

Han Quanlin Chuī, the prefect of Hanzhong, said: Yuan Gong Gao sees, my brother and others can't reach it.

Weibei Hou Huayu beckoned and motioned for Ayun to come to him.

Ayun looked flustered, and knelt down beside his master at a loss.

Hua Yuzhi was displeased in his heart, and pinched him hard on his leg, scaring Ayun's face like a blank sheet of paper.

Mo Qiaosheng knelt in his place and lowered his head as much as he could.

Han Quanlin, the prefect of Hanzhong, sat in the banquet, twisting his beard, as if evaluating a cargo, and looked at him kneeling in the shadow of the door with interest.

Do not call me. Don't call me by my name.