Born short-lived

But these days passed really quickly, last time when he came to Beijing to be named the head coach of Donghai, she had just reached cardamom, and now in two or three months, the little princess will reach the age of Ji.

When the empress was young, she was used to doing her own way, so her lineage is now sparsely populated. Dong Sheng has a lot of cousins, but there is really only one sister.

Zhou Zirong glanced at the container next to Yuan Jin, then turned to him and said: "The war in northern Xinjiang has not been resolved, and I'm afraid there will be no way to solve it quickly in two or three months. Let's do it... Let's do it this way, senior will prepare a gift for me, and when you find one, I'll ask Bafu to come to you, and tell him how much the preparation will cost, and you won't be at a disadvantage no matter what. "

Yuan Jin lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then suddenly raised his eyes and asked one more question: "Then is this gift an important point or..."

Zhou Zirong: "Don't be too expensive, just suitable."

It can't be too outstanding, and it can't be too low-priced. It's better to be the kind that is so suitable that it is inconspicuous, that is, there are no highlights, but people can't find faults.

"By the way," Zhou Zirong wanted to leave for the time being, but he still wanted to confirm one thing with Yuan Jin, "Senior received the news of the princess's engagement, so did His Majesty personally say whether the princess will marry or the son will come in?" ?”

Yuan Jin was stunned for a moment, as if he was overwhelmed by his question, he gave a soft "hiss", shook his head and said, "I really don't know about this..."

Zhou Zirong was silent for a moment, then nodded, and smiled to show comfort: "Forget it, I won't bother senior about the rest of the matter."

With his relationship in the court, it should be more than enough to inquire about this matter, but Yuan Jin is a businessman on the surface, and it is difficult for him to check some minutiae in the deep palace compound.

After everything was arranged, Zhou Zirong didn't intend to stay any longer, and after saying goodbye to Yuan Jin, he wanted to go back home.He walked back from the back alley, and before he saw the door of the house, he heard a loud bark from the rich man in front of his house.

The barking didn't stop, and I don't know who provoked his uncle dog again.

He turned the corner of the street and saw a young man in a dark blue brocade gown standing straight at the gate of the palace with his back facing him. His teeth were grinning with hatred, and the chain around his neck was stretched. Zhou Zirong was afraid. One of the locks failed to hold, allowing the beast to pounce on the man and bite him.

"Fuguier." Zhou Zirong called its name in a deep voice, although the voice was not loud, but fortunately the dog ears are good, when the master called his full name, the tone was not very annoying, and he was about to break out. The "Woof" that he uttered was suppressed into a motherly "Aw...".

Successfully turned the fierce dog into a daughter-in-law, the young man in the green shirt suddenly turned his head when he heard the sound, and there was no expression on his featureless wooden face, he only slightly raised his eyebrows to express his surprise, and spoke in a flat tone Called: "General."

"Yuan Li." Zhou Zirong smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled, "What do you want from me?"

Yuan Li often disguised himself and sneaked into various places to help him inquire about news, but Zhou Zirong had never seen him dressed so carefully, his hair was combed meticulously, he wore a white jade hair crown on his head, and the brocade silk on his body looked extremely It is exquisite, and the embroidery is also exquisite, and there is actually a jade pendant on the waist, so I didn't recognize it from the back just now.

For the past few yen, the carp has been walking around the major commercial houses for him, and this high-profile attire doesn't look awkward at all in the circle of spending money like water.

It's just that no matter how expensive he is dressed, he still has a wooden expression that can't be smashed with a hammer. I don't know how he got mixed up in that kind of friendly circle, but he doesn't even turn his eyes. After a while, without saying a word, he silently took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Zhou Zirong: "Reply from His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Zhou Zirong glanced at the big characters on the envelope that looked like a group of demons dancing wildly. Before he could see which words they were, he decided that it was indeed the prince's handwriting.

Zhou Zirong suddenly felt better.

He pinched the envelope, and it seemed that there was something inside, but he couldn't figure out what it was for a while, so he stuffed it back into his arms calmly, with a calm smile on his face: "Okay, thank you for your hard work." gone."

Sunset has begun in northern Xinjiang, and the setting sun is so bright red that it has an unlucky meaning. The bloody sunset is stagnant in the slightly hot air. From time to time, there are a few dark bird shadows in the sky above the enemy-occupied area quietly in the setting sun. skimming.

gray dove.

Dong Sheng was wearing a coir raincoat and a big bamboo hat that was as long and wide as his arm. With a dry grass in his mouth, he sat on the side of the boat with his buttocks, his bare legs dangling carelessly in the water.

However, the eyes with a white crystal lens hidden in the shadow under the bamboo hat, almost without blinking, looked at the guard post not far away from the cracks in the weeds that were nearly a person's height in front of him.

Not only the guard post in front of him, but also the bird's-eye view of the whole area is in his eyes.

A few of these small fishing boats followed behind, and dozens of diabolo pipes dangled on the water.

One of the most important reasons why the Shaan people have been pinched by Da Ling is that they have almost no sailors. Perhaps it has been inherited for tens of thousands of years and they are too accustomed to fighting on land, which makes this nation naturally lack of fear of the sea. .

This part of the eastern part of the enemy-occupied area near the sea is considered the safest by default, so they concentrated and detained nearly half of the civilians here. Although the southward sentry is very strict, there is only one shift a day on the watchtower on the side of the sea post.

Before he came, he was counted to death in the past life.

——Nearly 20 people, how do you bring them out?

Judging from the picture of the gray dove before, the location of this camp is very airtight. There is no good place surrounded by mountains in the north, so the Shaan people can only settle for the next best thing, and find a place surrounded by mountains on three sides and facing the sea. of.

Dong Sheng took out a piece of white silk from under the coir raincoat and a blueprint that looked a bit old. On the white silk was a map drawn according to the image sent back by the gray pigeon. Looking at the map again under the dim sunset light, he lightly tapped a small red dot marked with cinnabar on the map a few times to make sure that he remembered correctly, so he calmly put away the white silk up.

On the other drawing, a fortification plan was drawn around, part of which was artificially outlined with ink pen for emphasis. The imprint of ink is very new, and a faint fragrance of ink can be smelled when you get close.

Gray Pigeon lingered here for several days. He knew that the guards at this point of Sha'an had just finished eating, and they would distribute fresh water in half an hour.

Half a moment later, the last ray of setting sun in the sky entered the deep mountains.

"Singing wind."

The wind-chanting crossbow at hand buzzed as if in response, and the ink jade beads embedded in it flowed with spiritual light, turning the originally dark beads into dark green, and a soft light poured out from the beads, shining on the The middle part of the boat gradually condensed into a human shape.

Yinfeng turned his neck and stretched his muscles and bones. After confirming that the transformation was stable, he reached out and took the bronze crossbow, and fixed it on his wrist with a leather button with ease.There is not a single arrow on Tiangang Lingwu's bronze crossbow. Needless to say, Dong Sheng, Yinfeng twirled his two fingers, holding a star of spiritual light and lightly resting on the string, and slowly pulling it away was a phantom-like psionic energy arrow.

From the corner of his eye, Dong Sheng saw a phantom passing beside him, without even hearing the sound of breaking through the air. When he raised his eyes again, the guard not far away had already fallen down without a sound.

Dong Sheng turned his head to look at him, and saw that the crossbow spirit raised his eyebrows exaggeratedly at him, and made a mouth shape excitedly——Am I amazing?

Dong Sheng was embarrassed, smiled dryly, and nodded reluctantly for the sake of morale.

Yinfeng belongs to the kind that shines brightly when given a little sunshine, and when he saw Dongsheng nodding, he was immediately happy: "This is called a hundred steps to wear Yang, and a hundred shots to hit a hundred hits."

With the enemy at hand, I don't know whether to say that he has a good mentality or a weak mind.

Dong Sheng patted him on the shoulder solemnly, and forcibly brought the topic back to the business: "Time is running out, follow me."

He quickly untied the coir raincoat on his body, revealing the tight-fitting night clothes underneath, took off the bamboo hat and threw it on the boat, stepped on the swaying bow, and caught the moment when the boat touched the shore. He stepped short and stepped onto the shore.

Yinfeng jumped a little and got off the boat.

"The rest are on standby."

[The author has something to say: the author is relatively imaginary recently...]