Poor Ghost Up and Down 2000

"The army formation is not a place to reminisce about the old days, so I hope you don't blame me."

Gu Nan's tone was a bit serious, and Ying Yiren could hear it.

He opened his mouth, lowered his eyes, silently lowered his hand, and patted on the hem of his clothes.

"Ah, yes, yes, the military formation is not a place to reminisce about the old days."

Thinking of what he had done in the past few days, Ying Yi felt confused.

He understood that it was his stinginess that made Gu Nan treat him like this, but what could he do.

Although they met each other not long ago, Gu Nan was considered one of his few friends.

Ying Yiren remembered when he was a child and asked his father why his grandfather always claimed to be a widow.

Father looked at him and said.

The king, the lonely and ruthless person, is a widow. (This is just his father's feeling. In fact, the correct meaning of widow is a person with few virtues, that is, a person with insufficient morals. It is a humble self-proclaimed.)

He looked at Gu Nan and smiled forcefully: "Brother Gu has never told me that you are a woman, it really shocked me."

"I, I'm tired too. General Wang can arrange a place for us to rest. Brother Gu, let's talk about it in the next day."

Wang Yan nodded, and two soldiers stepped forward to take Ying Yiren and Lu Buwei's convoy away.

Only Gu Nan and her soldiers were left behind.

Gu Nan turned his head, looked at the trapped army, and waved his hand: "The whole army is repairing on the spot."

"Wow." There was a sound of armor colliding, and the trapped soldiers all sat down and took a rest.

Some people began to wipe the equipment, while others took out the cloth strips they had prepared in the morning and started wrapping them around their wounds.

After a night of rapid marching, there was not even time for a bandage.

Really elite, Wang Lu saw all this and nodded secretly.

Looking at Gu Nan: "Uncle Wang knows what you like, come on, Uncle Wang is still prepared."

Talking and laughing, he patted Gu Nan on the shoulder.

The two walked into a barracks in the forgotten barracks.

As a guard, Wang Yan was stationed in a hurry, and currently he doesn't even have his own mansion, so he lives in the army's barracks every day.

In the barracks, Wang Yan brought two jars of wine and put them on the table to sit opposite Gu Nan.

"Come on, Uncle Wang invites you today."

During the Battle of Changping, Gu Nan said every day that there was no drink, and he was often beaten by Bai Qi for this matter. Naturally, Wang Yan also knew the child's habit.

Unexpectedly, Gu Nan waved his hand: "I don't drink anymore."

"Don't drink anymore?" Wang Lu was taken aback.

"Yeah." Gu Nan let out a sigh of relief, and said casually: "My old master often said that drinking is not good, and he didn't listen to it before, but now he is planning to quit."

Baiqi

Wang Yan pursed his lips, patted the wine jar, and took it aside: "Yes, drinking is useless, it's better not to drink."

Seeing Gu Nan's mourning clothes in the armor, Wang Lu smiled and sighed.

But he is an emotional person.

Old friend, you did not accept this apprentice in vain.

Chapter 88: All Businesses

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The convoy was arranged in a small courtyard.

In the middle of the night, Lu Buwei walked to the door of Ying Yiren's room in a loose cloth robe.

Frowning and thinking for a long time, he reached out and knocked on the door of Ying Yiren's room.

"Dong dong dong."

Ying Yi was sitting in the room when he heard a knock on the door.

Who will it be at this hour?

Ying Yiren was a little puzzled, got up and walked to the door, and when he opened the door, he saw Lu Buwei standing outside.

"Sir." Ying Yiren said, with a bit of "respect" in his tone.

Without Lu Buwei, he would not have been able to return to Daqin, and he might have even died under the knife of King Zhao.

Although his appearance is ordinary, his talent is by no means comparable to that of ordinary people.

"My lord." Lu Buwei said with a smile, "I don't know if it's appropriate to talk about something now."

Although Ying Yiren didn't know Lu Buwei's intentions, he still nodded: "Let's go to the side room."

Said to lead Lu Buwei into the room.

The two walked to a hut, Lu Buwei walked in first, Ying Yiren looked around, but there was no one, and then closed the door.

The two sat down, and Ying Yiren asked, "I don't know what's the matter, sir?"

Lu Buwei thought about it for a while, and said: "Then General Gu is an old acquaintance of the young master?"

"This···"

He glanced down at the desktop.

"Yes, a few years ago, the two of us met in the East Hairpin Tower." As he spoke, he seemed to be lost in memories, and smiled: "In those days, she was still a genius. I was really blind, so I called her Brother Gu."

"Oh, you don't know. She wrote her first poem in the East Hairpin Tower. It's not humanistic, neither poetry nor fu, but she has a brilliant literary talent. She was once a famous talent in Xianyang."

"Okay..." Lu Buwei's eyes moved.

He didn't care what Ying Yiren said later.

"Since it's an old acquaintance of the young master, that's good."

"..."