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The sharp arrow that leaves the string is like a gust of wind breaking through the thick fog, its momentum is swift and violent.

There was a muffled sound of "boom" from far away on the grass target, and the feathery white arrow cluster was stably inserted into the red heart in the middle of the target.The sunlight shot down directly from the dark eaves of Luzhou Daying at an oblique angle, illuminating the entire martial arts arena brilliantly.

And Jiang Jun, who was standing among them, seemed to be covered with golden light all over his body and face.

It's not that Xi Shi is in the eye of the beholder, and the exaggerated special effects blessing that King Gong Lingwu made up in his own brain, it's because the sun in Luzhou's midsummer is too poisonous.Even though Jiang Jun had already dressed lightly and only wore a thin shirt for the convenience of archery practice, he was still sweating from the sun.

Beads of sweat on his cheeks slowly slid down the corners of his side face, and finally spun and gathered on the tip of his chin.

Ling Wu squinted his eyes, couldn't help being dry, so he darkened his eyes and licked his mouth.

Seeing that the arrow cluster had hit the bull's-eye, Jiang Jun raised the corners of his mouth in satisfaction, and following his movements, the drop of sweat finally fell into the ground in front of him.

"Papapa" three times, Ling Wu stood aside and applauded, intentionally not answering Jiang Jun's question.

Gathering his momentum, putting down his bow and arrow, he grabbed the sweat towel hanging beside him and wiped off the mess on his face. Jiang Jun raised his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes: "Is the lord really not going to see it? They all went to see it——Li Yin Mr. Shang and Mr. Li play the piano."

Ling Wu shook his head, and simply leaned on the lantern pillar beside him with his arms folded: "I prefer to watch you shoot arrows."

"Hey—what's so interesting about archery, you just coax me." After speaking, Jiang Jun put away the things in his hands and prepared to go back to the room: the weather is too hot, he wants to give people a name of hard work Son, but I don't want to cause everyone to worry because of heatstroke and fainting.

Ling Wu smiled and didn't say a word, just came to help him carry things, and then followed Jiang Jun back to the barracks where he was currently staying, regardless of Jiang Jun's willingness or not.

It is said to be a barracks, but it is actually a private house that Geng Xin specially found for Jiang Jun alone.

The house is clean and bright, and there is a small yard.Originally, Jiang Jun wanted to refuse, because privileges are the most taboo in the military camp, otherwise it would be difficult to convince the public, but in the end Geng Xin persuaded him with various reasons.

Pushing open the courtyard door and putting down his things, Jiang Jun rolled up his sleeves and prepared to fetch a bucket of water from the well in the courtyard.

But just as he was pulling up the bucket with the rope, someone slowly came up behind him, put his arms around his waist, and said, "Of course it looks good. I like the one you shot in your hand, so-called : A hundred steps to penetrate the Yang, the arrow is not in vain."

He moved his hands, put his chin on Jiang Jun's shoulder and said in a low voice, "You shoot here, I like it better."

"...Mist Grass!"

With a sound of "puff", the bucket in Jiang Jun's hand dropped directly.

"Where are you touching, Ling Wu, you bastard...fuck you, let go ummmmmmm—?!!"

In the summer, the daytime publicity | obscenity.

Some clouds|After the rain, Jiang.It was hot as hell.The whole body was washed with sweat once.Jun lay on the bed and turned into a salted fish that lost his dream.And Ling Wu, who was satisfied, stroked Jiang Jun's sweaty bare back once and for all:

"Besides, the sound of the piano is not as good as yours."

On the herbal tea building outside Luzhou Daying, Li Yinshang, who was playing the piano, suddenly sneezed a terrible sneeze.

He looked apologetically at the soldiers downstairs who came to sit around and listen to him playing the piano, and was about to say something, but found that there were one or two soldiers downstairs who had passed out from heatstroke——

"Holy shit—! Somebody's got heatstroke!"

Li Yinshang's words were swallowed so hard that he swallowed them back. The soldiers at the bottom of the restaurant were in a panic, and no one came out to give instructions. One was busy shouting, "Go to the military doctor", and the other was busy saying, "Hurry up!" people move to a cooler place."

A few people were in a hurry and had no clue, while a huge group of people fled here and there in chaos, and even more people fainted in this scorching weather.

"My, my lord... What, what should I do now?!" The little boy beside Li Yinshang cried anxiously, all he knew was that he was tugging at Li Yinshang's sleeve and looking at the crowd downstairs in a panic.

Li Yinshang has never experienced such a thing, he grew up in the south of the Yangtze River, and there will be no such hot summer.But in Beijing, he never had the experience of fainting from the heat just by listening to a piano. He frowned and pursed his lips, feeling a bit at a loss.

Seeing that the soldiers were about to stomp and kill people in a panic below, he was also anxious to get angry.

When Li Yinshang was at a loss, another young man in light yellow clothes came over there, and he led the people from Qianchongge to calm down the soldiers and let the military doctor quickly treat the few soldiers. A soldier with heatstroke.

The person who rode his horse and stood in the distance was none other than Zhang Qianji.

He was in charge of secrets in Qianchong Pavilion, and his usual habit was to watch all directions and listen to all directions. Whenever something happened in the army, Zhang Qianji must be the first to know.

Looking at the young man standing on his horse from a distance, Li Yinshang frowned, but he couldn't hold on to his airs anymore and didn't come downstairs.But when he got downstairs, he was caught in the middle of the group of soldiers who were smelling of sweat.

Li Yinshang forced himself not to show disgust on his face, but it didn't take long, his body, after being smelled of sweat, passed away completely.

The soldiers originally wanted to get close to this exile-like Mr. Li, but the other party also passed out.

The quiet scene became chaotic again, which made Zhang Qianji exhausted some energy before taking Li Yinshang out of the teahouse and putting him in a cool and clean room.

Seeing the unconscious person shaking his head, Zhang Qianji didn't care about anything, and sighed in front of the crying boy:

"You are a beautiful lady, why do you want to be a thief?"

The little boy turned his head and looked at Zhang Qianji hesitantly with tears in his eyes.

And Zhang Qianji just left him a back, waved his hand and said: "When your young master wakes up, tell him to spend less time on calculations, the people's hearts are against you, and the destiny is yours. He is not the only adviser in the army. He is a man. It’s better to be more contented.”

After taking care of Li Yinshang's affairs, Zhang Qianji couldn't help but rubbed the center of his brows, sighed and ordered his men to go to the ice cellar to pack up the things that the fifth master had entrusted him with. I hope everyone can rest easy.

When Zhang Qianji's subordinates were ordered to come to the small courtyard of Jiang Jun's private house, Jiang Jun had recovered, had a bath, changed into clean clothes and sat with Ling Wu under the tree in the courtyard drinking tea.

Ling Wu didn't come here to look for him purely for flirting, so right now he just told Jiang Jun what happened in other places in Jinchao during their march these few days.

In fact, the plot at this moment is not different from the plot after Ling Wu’s uprising in the original book. Except that the time is earlier, the preparation is more sufficient than in the previous life, and a trick to lure the enemy is made, most of the developments are different from the one written in the book. Not much.

For example, King Rui Lingshu, as the canonization envoy, went to Jingcheng to meet the new Empress Yanluo Princess in person with Bai Bai, the principal of the main courtyard of Dazong. For example, Qian Chongge ordered all sects to respond to Ling Wu's uprising.

"Boss Qin and Guanshi Zhong have already led the righteous men from Prince Gong's mansion to the south, and they just arrived at the Qianchong Pavilion on Jilong Mountain today. And Mr. Wu is also today, ready to go south to cooperate with us in the north of the capital and in the Yanbo River area. "

"……So early?"

"The fourth child should be in Sichuan these days. The main reason is to cooperate—to make a gesture—you know, King Jin is currently unaware that the Lord Yanluo has someone else."

Jiang Jun froze for a moment, and suddenly thought of the ending of King Jin's melancholy death in the plot.

"I know what you want to say," Ling Wudao: "King Jin was really too weak in his previous life, so I sent the fourth son to Shuzhong, not to persuade King Jin, but to let him enter Miaojiang to find the fellow He has a good relationship with the high priest."

"The Miao people have always been domineering and unreasonable. If they knew that Princess Yanluo was the little princess they lost—without Li Wuzhang talking too much, the high priest would kill him directly from Miaojiang to Central Plains to snatch her."

Ling Wu touched his chin, with a somewhat proud look on his face.

Jiang Jun rolled his eyes: "You are calculating others like this, when you know the truth, the high priest will definitely punish you."

"He might clean me up," Ling Wu smacked his lips in an inscrutable way, "but I have a fourth child. For the sake of the fourth child, he must smash his teeth and swallow it."

Just as Jiang Jun was wondering what the High Priest of Miaojiang had to do with Li Wuzhang, the voice of Zhang Qianji's men came from the door.The man respectfully held a snack box, and bowed to Ling Wu and Jiang Jun:

"Fifth Master, Mr. Jiang, Third Master told me to bring things over to you."

"thing?"

"Well, I see, bring it in and put it on the table."

The subordinate nodded, put the food box on the table obediently, and then gave a dignified salute before leaving.Jiang Jun looked at Ling Wu suspiciously, then looked at the box, and said twice, "What bad idea are you playing?"

"How is it a bad idea?" Ling Wu shrugged innocently: "It's not because I saw you panicking in the heat that I asked someone to find this method from Xinluo and tried it once. To cool you off."

"...Iced watermelon?"

Ling Wu was amused by Jiang Jun's suspicious eyes. He pinched Jiang Jun's ear and said, "I'm so unconfident to your husband...your wife? Is it just a watermelon that can please you?"

Jiang Jun was grinning, and didn't care about Ling Wu's slip of the tongue, which he corrected immediately.

"As long as it's a gift from you—" Jiang Jun raised his cheeks, and elongated his voice softly: "Even if it's just a watermelon, I'll consider liking it."

It was no surprise that Ling Wu was teased by him like this, but today is obviously over, and I am afraid that the soft and sticky dumpling in front of him will explode into a swollen puffer fish.

So Ling Wu touched his nose, coughed and opened the food box:

"This is ice cream from Silla. It is the best way to relieve the heat in summer. It is better than the watermelon you mentioned. I saw it once in the palace before when the father wanted to please the queen mother. Today I just asked for a prescription, so I will give it a try. Try it for you."

In fact, when he opened the lid, Jiang Jun's eyes lit up.

Before he saw the smoothie with a layer of fruit covered in white oil, he always thought that there was no ice cream and ice cream in ancient times, and there was no air conditioner in summer, so he could only fan and eat watermelon with ice cubes in his arms.

But watermelon...

Watermelon is diuretic and cold in nature. After Jiang Jun drank mung bean soup for two or three days in a row and became a crowd eating melons, Zhang Qianji and the military doctor ordered Jiang Jun to be prohibited from doing so, and ordered the whole army to eat one melon only three days later.

This made Jiang Jun so wronged that he kept his mouth flat and bitter when he was staring at the scorching sun and shooting arrows these days.

The ice cream should not come from Silla, but since Ling Wu said so, Jiang Jun also listened to it.The top is covered with a layer of sweet and sour Luzhou green fruit, the middle layer is crushed ice, and from top to bottom is poured with oil that looks like vanilla-flavored ice cream melted.

The cold air of the summer was blowing out, Jiang Jun barely waited for Ling Wu to finish speaking, so he dragged him to his side for a bite.

Really... saved!

Ling Wu looked at Jiang Jun's red tongue licking the little spoon again and again. A man who was dragged like something in the shooting range and full of murderous aura just now is as attractive as a milk cat at the moment.

He thought he finally understood why he cared so much about Jiang Jun, and even made people around him who had never seen Jiang Jun think that Mr. Jiang was some kind of monster——

Because he has seen Jiang Jun's strong and domineering side in the Yinxiang Tower, and he has seen his fragile side in the Suijin dense forest, he knows all aspects of this person's strength, weakness, domineering and soft, and, Every aspect made him care so much.

It was as if a person had been walking for too long in the dark and cold night, and suddenly a cluster of warm fires appeared, making him reluctant to let go.

Jiang Jun didn't know that during the time he was sweetening "ice cream", the man on the opposite side made up so much.He just thought while licking the ice cream—if his main task in this book was not to survive, he really seemed to stop farming and start a food business.

These two people are not doing business, but Zhang Qianji is sensible after all. The news from Qianchongge made him laugh out loud when he looked at Mu Que-a few days ago, the troops in Beijing and China were mobilized, and today, finally, they saw each other. With the opening of the east gate of the capital, a large army was sent out.

If Mr. Jiang's expectations are not bad, they will usher in an even bigger victory in a few days.

By the way, to avenge Mr. Jiang for the anger he suffered in the capital in the past.

In this way, Zhang Qianji, who was exhausted from military affairs all day, finally showed a bit of satisfaction on his face.

The author has something to say: Zhang Qianji: I'm so bored, the boss doesn't do his job all day long, begging for a raise and a paid vacation.

(Mr. Zhang who wants to resign very much today, knocking on the table thinking)

River.Suddenly changing the name is not doing business properly.Jun: Eat Guagua, eat Bingbing~o(*￣︶￣*)o

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There is a wind of ending every day, and in the end, I still haven't written the climax of the plot.think about life.With 100 billion special effects in my heart, I will only bake cookies in the end.Entropy, caught in honeydew despair

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