laughing soul

It took at most four or five days to arrive at the Jiangnan battlefield from Su Wanyue's naval camp, and Chu Yu and Qiu Sheng led the team on the front of the team riding Xue Qianli. The shadowless legs that entered the gods and gods, walked all the way and whispered some gossips, and gradually forgot about the 30 army behind them. In the end, they didn't even pull the reins, and just went with the snow.

The emperor of heaven and earth is the biggest, this uncle Qiu was born in the notoriously strict Southern Camp since he was a child, Feng Qing has nothing to do except lead an army of five people and six people who are exhausted and run behind like dogs .Countless swear words had been pent up in his throat for a long time, waiting for the end of the two and a half days of running, he struggled and uttered "Master Qiu has worked hard, take a rest."

People have to bow their heads under the eaves. Is there any king in the world? Even if he used to be lawless in the naval forces, he would still be called the king when the tiger is not in the monkey. , can't let Qiu Sheng, whose mind is more delicate than the eye of a needle, see the flaw.

He listened to too many heresy nonsense, but he forgot one important thing - if there was that little boy surnamed Chu swaying back and forth in front of Qiu Sheng, Long Live Lord would never have any extra thoughts to share with others.

I saw Qiu Sheng get off the horse when he got there, and in the blink of an eye, he didn't know how to turn his body to meet Chu Yu, who was unconsciously holding a grass seedling in his mouth, and his movements were smooth and smooth, before he smiled at him: "When did you get this problem? If you are not clean, you will have a stomachache again."

They stopped at the oblique entrance of the coastline barracks, facing Han Jianhua and others neatly lined up in handsome tents. Qiu Sheng had no intention of alarming the crowd with great fanfare, but 30 people walked over in a mighty manner, separated by hundreds of thousands of miles The dust all over the sky can make people frightened, the messenger hurriedly jumped to the face of Han Jianhua who was facing the sand table with a sad face, and after a long time he calmed down and spoke, Lu Chong had already reacted and took Yu Zizhong to welcome him up.

Squinting to see that Lu Chong was about to rush over unhurriedly, Chu Yu looked back at Qiu Sheng expressionlessly, and while he was stunned by big eyes and small eyes, he swiftly took Cao Miaozi out of his mouth. He pulled it out, and then neatly poked it between Qiu Sheng's slightly parted lips in surprise. The man even threatened without any deterrent force: "Hold it, let's see if it troubles your stomach."

Qiu Sheng: "..."

After being molested for no reason, Qiu Sheng slightly bit the grass seedling that had been in Chu Yu's mouth for a long time, and licked the root bud that had been sucked to the point where the juice had been sucked. A little strange and sweet taste came.

Feng Qing, who was brutally shown by these two people along the way, pretended to be blind, Lu Chong and Yu Zizhong also pretended to be temporarily blind, and didn't bother to ask who took the sharp-eyed grass seedling out of it. .

"Master Qiu, Young Master Chu," Lu Chong stepped forward and saluted briefly, ignoring Yu Zizhong who hadn't adjusted yet, and asked when he saw an unfamiliar general following behind him, "Who is this general?" ?”

Qiu Sheng didn't smack off the faintly sweet smell on the grass seedlings, and didn't even want to spit it out for a while, and moved aside to make room for Feng Qing, signaling him to talk about something by himself.

"Feng Qing, the commander of Xiashui, is it possible that your Excellency is General Lu Chonglu?" Both of them are generals with a strong temperament and some subtle tricks. Unable to hold back the conversation, I muttered to and fro for a few words.

The parents of the generals on the battlefield have short stories, nothing more than the 36 tactics in the art of war, the enemy comes and the enemy goes, and the content is roughly the same, but one person has three souls and seven souls, and the thoughts in his mind are countless and chaotic. There were a lot of people chattering in a mess, and there was still some speculative momentum.Lu Chong secretly wrote down this name in his heart, determined to discuss more tactical matters with this person in the future, which would be better than lecturing to Han Jianhua, who was always out of his mind.

However, this time is not always a good time to make a long speech, so Lu Chong pushed Feng Qing towards Yu Zizhong who had come to his senses: "Old Yu, take Brother Feng to find Han Touer, this buddy is not an idler , let him be a little more patient. I'll explain something to Master Qiu, and don't let anyone come looking for you if you have nothing to do."

The unwritten letter is still in Yu Zizhong's arms. He naturally still remembers exactly what happened in that poor place in southern Xinjiang. mouth, pulling Feng Qing, who was still attached to Brother Lu who pointed out Jiangshan, disappeared in a flash.

Knowing that Lu Chong wanted to talk about something serious, it would not be appropriate for this grass to stay in his mouth in an unsightly manner, but it was as if the grass had been wrapped in honey in its heart, and it seemed that there was still unfinished sweetness after sucking dryly for so long It smelled so bad, but she really couldn't bear to throw it away, and was in a dilemma for a long time. Qiu Sheng looked back at Chu Yu who was standing silently behind him all the time.

Seeing him looking over without warning, the man seemed to be dazed for a moment, but he still raised his eyebrows and smiled at him, with another new grass between his lips and teeth.

It doesn't matter anymore.Qiu Sheng thought, lowered his head and spat out the long-wilted grass seedlings aside, planning to grab the one lying in Chu Yu's mouth when he finished speaking later.

Anyway, what he had tasted was sweet.

The pavilion master, who had been watching from the sidelines, couldn't figure out how he got his profound gaze of unknown meaning, and now it's hard for outsiders to delve into it here, so he raised his eyebrows at Lu Chong and said: "General Lu, what do you want to say?"

Qiu Sheng had been cheating on him for a long time, and after a long period of hard work that he could not eat, he just turned his head and sat upright: "Old Lu, it turns out that Ah Hong did not transfer you to the south of the Yangtze River in the dispatch order. You came all the way from Southern Xinjiang by yourself, is something wrong with Southern Xinjiang?"

Lu Chong was shocked and said: "Who is the order to transfer troops?"

The instigator, Chu Yu, pleaded guilty calmly and said, "It was I who imitated Zizhan's handwriting to deceive General Han, who made him never stamp his military seal when he dispatched troops before."

The betrayed Long Live Lord faltered and said: "But I obviously built it that time..."

"Master Qiuqiu," Lu Chong cheered up for a long time, and commented on him concisely, "You have such a big heart."

"What is my own daughter-in-law worried about? It won't hurt me." Qiu Sheng waved the matter to turn the matter over, "What's wrong with Nanjiang? Did you find out something good?"

It is difficult for an upright official to decide on housework, and Lu Chong is too lazy to deal with his bad lawsuit. He only thought for a moment to sort out his words, and said: "When Tou Han never received the order to dispatch troops and slipped away from Southern Xinjiang, the two of us were in Southern Xinjiang. I found a simple and crude pavilion that had just been built not long ago. There was a female corpse lying on it. The body was full of various Gu insects that were abundant in southern Xinjiang. It was so densely packed that it was terrifying. Afterwards, Mr. Han went to the south of the Yangtze River to suffer under the sea breeze After suffering, I took a brother and demolished the small pavilion, and after the carved beams and painted buildings were all broken, there was a secret room with a lot of space underneath..."

Seeing Qiu Sheng's lips gradually tightened, Lu Chong was still a little confused, so he saw that Chu Yu, who was still pissed with grass in his mouth, came over and hugged Qiu Sheng's shoulders, turned to him and said, "General Lu, come in!" Is there anyone else in the secret room?"

This time, Guang Luchong was a little stunned, but Qiu Sheng himself had begun to calm down with the various abilities of this roundworm spirit, instead he reached out and snatched the grass leaf, and put it in his mouth to suck the faint sweetness.

Chu Yu looked at him inexplicably, wondering why this man was suddenly so interested in the grass in his mouth.

"At that time, there was a capable person next to me who knew Tai Chi Bagua diagram very well, and now he read it to me again: "Dry three times, Kun six breaks; Li Zhongxu, Kan Zhongman; Shake the bowl, Gen cover the bowl; Dui Shangque , Xun Xiaduan' that bunch of useful and useless things, said that this secret room is in a very dangerous position on the gossip array. The gods and ghosts talk about it, and the sun is as big as it is in broad daylight. It’s very scary to say that the wind blows, those grandchildren not only don’t want to go down, but even I want to stop them. Later, I sneaked in and saw the things, Lord Qiu, no one is watching except me, don’t worry.”

Qiu Sheng was just worried that there would be too many people talking about it. Perhaps there was no evil spirit in there. After the public opinion has been spread for a long time, there will naturally be some distortions and deviations. When the time comes, the alarmist talk will frighten the people all over the world, so it will be difficult to handle. .

He waved his hand to signal Lu Chong to continue, but he paused for a while, as if observing Qiu Sheng's face.

Chu Yu was robbed of the grass seedlings, and he didn't know which corner he went to to make a new one. Without the roundworm spirit to speak for him, Qiu Sheng had no choice but to say in person: "I've checked Su Wanyue's old background, and I'm afraid How exciting is it in southern Xinjiang? You just say it’s okay, as for how to deal with the old fritters in the palace with ulterior motives, it’s a matter after the war, and I won’t be affected by it when I go to the battlefield.”

This man was quite open-minded. It seemed that he had been given a lot of intellectual homework by Mr. Chu along the way. It seemed that he had taken the gentleman's heart away with his petty heart. Lu Chong packed up his clothes and knelt on the ground, saying in a low voice, "Master Qiu." , the owner of the Wugu village in Southern Xinjiang died unjustly."

Qiu Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly.

Lu Chong: "The people in southern Xinjiang, who were nearly exterminated, have no two minds. The so-called disrespectful and disrespectful thing that wants to break ground on the head of Long Live is wronged. When Nan Daying and Shaman Chuanmu competed for the eight counties in the south of the Yangtze River, it was that People appointed Jianghu forces to coerce and lure the village owner to hand over all the property. The so-called not giving confession to the court is also a reason, and it has nothing to do with loyalty and respect. After using the southern border, he planned to kill people and silence him. It is nonsense to issue a military report claiming that the village owner has an evil intention to assassinate His Majesty... This is really..."

He forcibly kept his face still, but the incoherent address in his words had already betrayed him completely.

Qiu Sheng almost guessed it, and Su Wanyue had already heard all about Qiu Wei's most unspeakable crime, so he was not so angry at this time, and his heart was full of anger, compared with the agitated Lu Chong Even more calm and unusual: "What?"

Lu Chong had already gritted his teeth, caring about the special status of the descendant of the emperor, and seemed to be suppressing the sinister curse contained between his lips for a long time, and finally said calmly: "It's really... his heart can be punished. "

"It's not just him who can be killed," Chu Yu, who came back from biting the grass seedling again, added calmly, "It's almost possible to kill the Nine Clans."

Competent idiots eat what is in their mouths and look at what is in the pot. Qiu Sheng looked at the grass leaves dangling in the corner of Chu Yu's mouth, and always felt that it was much sweeter than the one in his mouth right now. But he answered these words abruptly, and Long Live, who should go to hell according to the standards of the Great Pavilion Master Chu, couldn't laugh or cry: "Don't make trouble... the old way?"

"Master Qiu, what's your plan?" Lu Chong lowered his voice and approached, "As long as you speak a word, the entire Southern Camp will only follow your lead. With his mixed powers, you can't beat him to death."

Chu Yu raised his brows when he heard the words, and it seemed that he was holding back a smile all over his face, trying hard to put on a serious look.

Different from both him and Qiu Sheng who have been in the rivers and lakes, this Lu Chong has been honestly staying in the barracks since he was a child, studying military books and growing up, and he has always accepted the stereotypes of those decadent old scholars. With backward ideological education, he thinks that no matter how big and fierce the Jianghu gang is, it cannot be compared with the regular army of the imperial court.

There is nothing wrong with his understanding. No matter how overwhelming the mountain and wild forces are, they will still be tossing around under the mountains and rivers of Dayue. I really can't come up with anything famous.

It's just that once all the sects, large and small, are united and unified, and under the guidance of Qiu Wei, the most malicious person in the whole of Dai Viet, even if the orthodox forces take the lead in the future battle for the throne and imperial power, the piecemeal The enemies in the wild are always staring at each other, and it is enough to make Qiu Sheng feel terrified. How can he be an emperor?

Lu Chong couldn't think of these things, and Qiu Sheng didn't bother to explain to him at the moment of the war, so he simply said: "You have such a big army tent, and one or two fleas will be enough to make you feel like you're on pins and needles for a while, let alone Said that this is still a nest of fleas from the big family who want to attack your ears with ulterior motives. If there is a conflict, neither of us will feel good... Where is Lao Han?"

Lu Chong was ordered by the Long Live Lord for a long time, and he seemed to understand some truths by inference. Before he could nod his head and answer, he saw a figure suddenly appearing from the side. Han Jianhua.This man was also wrapped in a full iron sand fur, which made him look extraordinarily tall and mighty, and almost immediately blocked Lu Chong from head to toe: "Master Qiu."

Whether it was Qiu Sheng who was a superior descendant of the royal family back then, or now he is more than ten thousand people in control of the power of life and death in Dai Viet, the two who grew up together under the old General Han have always had no concept of inferiority, carefully calculated and calculated , Han Jianhua can barely be called Qiu Sheng's fellow apprentice, and the two of them have been tossing and playing since they were young, and it has been as natural as drinking water and eating.On weekdays, Qiu Sheng, who was used to Han Jianhua calling him by his first name and teaching him a lesson, suddenly answered the phrase "Qiu Ye", and was immediately smashed to the ground, wishing to kneel down to Han Jianhua.

"You..." He stroked his tongue with difficulty, "Old Han, when did you make trouble?"

Chu Yu, who seemed to be out of the way, was still on the ground crouching on the horse's back holding grass seedlings. Han Jianhua glanced at him vaguely, ignored Qiu Sheng's protest as if nothing had happened, and said seriously: "I guess it won't be long, Yaer Husband will know about the return of the two of you to Jiangnan, a big war is inevitable, it is time to discuss countermeasures."

Qiu Sheng was also happy to take advantage of him, so he added in passing: "I have seen the soldiers of the dead soldier army, although this army has been rectified for a long time with its excellent military skills, in the final analysis it has not even returned to the real one. I have never participated in any fierce sea battles. The so-called strategy and tactics are still more on paper after all. And General Nafeng was the chief general who led the troops on the front line of the Shanghai War. Old Han, I feel sorry for you. There is still some room for improvement.”

Han Jianhua knew that the phrase "progressive" meant that he had to improve his skills as a commander, and that he needed the dead soldiers and those in the Southern Camp to train and hone their skills so that they would be able to go to the battlefield in the future.

Ordinarily, the commanders who have personally led the troops for many years are somewhat arrogant. People in positions like the President of Nandaying should have a bit of arrogance and aloofness, and they are probably unwilling to bow their heads to colleagues with lower seats. of.

Human beings eat whole grains, and have seven emotions and six desires in their hearts. Among them, there are tens of thousands of intractable knots in their hearts that have been trapped to death. The law of benevolence and justice has been talked about a lot since childhood, but only one bloodbath on the battlefield is enough to overthrow and rebuild the heart and nature.I have seen blood and flesh flying to fight for life, I have seen bullets and cannons coming over the sky and covering the sky, twisting each and every living life into fragments of flesh and blood, dripping blood and brains all over my body, and I have narrowly escaped death. What is it before death, keep the courage of the heart to reflect the history, without the wind, frost and sword, first grind away the three points of arrogance.

People are born selfish, and children can be taught step by step after birth. The time, place, and people are harmonious, but he was born with a little heroism that will not bump into the south wall and never look back. one person.

Han Jianhua was very happy to accept this: "What's wrong with this? Yu Zizhong brought someone to me just now, and within a few sentences, he knew that he was a talented and powerful person. It's really a waste of money. These days, the Dead Soldiers Army and the Southern Daying Camp are training him. I went to see how the Navy Army is doing. I also learned a few tricks... Yes, there is another thing, the prince sent a letter Come on, it is said that 10 troops from the Northwest Army will be dispatched to southern Xinjiang as reinforcements. This team is led by Wang Deng; there is also Miss He, who is rushing all the way with a big bag and a small bag. How slow is the little white bird, it will be here in just two days."

"She is self-conscious, so I don't need to transfer her from Wang Deng." Qiu Sheng rubbed her chin, and was about to turn around and take Chu Yu to look at the sand table, but she heard him say calmly behind her: " Zizhan, Yalf has the help of Chu Quan, that ghost must not dare to blink his eyes and stare at me for the past two days, they will not be too late when they know the news, and there will be more things in the next few days The free time is all sent by his old man for nothing, so we have to make preparations early."

Han Jianhua was taken aback: "Chu Quan? Are you a relative, sir?"

Chu Yu frowned and reacted for a while, but he didn't understand what the relationship between Chu Quan and himself was. He only heard Lu Chong say: "This person is the new military adviser who gave Yalf a bad idea, and he must be This person has been waiting for Mr. Chu."

It was rare for an uninformed bystander to guess so accurately, Chu Yu was slightly taken aback, then pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled softly: "That's right, he is waiting for me..." He suddenly silenced, and waited until he came again. When he opened his mouth to speak, his face seemed to have turned pale black. Qiu Sheng looked at him quietly, only to feel that the murderous aura that had disappeared from this person many years ago was vividly engraved on his face again. .

Different from being under the control of that monster before, this time, it was Chu Yu himself who justifiably wanted to take the ghost's life with his murderous intent, which made Qiu Sheng's blood boil slightly.