The Regent is not dead yet

Zhuhe came from behind, not only robbing other people's territory and chef, but also slandering the innocence of other people's generals at every turn.

As a border, southern Xinjiang is adjacent to many small countries in the west, and the disputes between the small countries will inevitably affect the land of Dali.

Although Lou Cang was in charge, there were no major battles, but small battles continued.

The timing of the regent's arrival coincidentally coincided with the two small countries fighting fiercely, Lou Cang ignored him for a while, and spent almost every day stationing troops on the front line.

Therefore, the regent was able to eat and sleep in the main tent every day, and he could listen to the music and music of the people in southern Xinjiang when he had nothing to do. His life was more nourishing than in the palace.

From Zhu He's point of view, Lou Cang is very good at governing the people and governing the army. Although the southern border is located in a remote place, the life of the common people can be regarded as peaceful and beautiful, safe and smooth, without gunpowder smoke or killing.

It is indeed a rare general.

It would be better if you didn't think about killing yourself all the time.

Fortunately, there are too many people in this world who want to kill Zhuhe, so Zhuhe's mentality is very tolerant and stable-eating, drinking, and having fun with tolerance.

After two months, I even felt that my belly was full of flesh.

Zhu He: "..."

He He pondered.

When the sun was about to set, De Zhuang opened the windshield of the main tent, and walked in with Zhuhe's dinner under the indignant eyes of the guarding soldiers.

He carefully placed the large tray on the table in the main tent: "My lord, today's dinner is nourishing wild mountain fungus crucian carp soup, braised beef tenderloin, stir-fried small pheasant, crab roe tofu, boiled prawns, and desserts include: White fungus, red dates, bird's nest soup, and..."

"Stop, stop, stop, stop."

Zhu He sniffed, and said in a deep voice, "Xiao Dezi, do you think this king is a waste of military resources?"

Dezhuang: "?" Didn't you eat it for two months...

De Zhuang carefully filled Zhu He's cup with tea: "Why, the prince didn't consume the food in the army, he brought all the food, drink, lodging and transportation with him."

Those thirty cars.

Zhuhe took a deep breath again, and ate his dinner happily, and said with a cheeky face after finishing, "So, don't be so extravagant and wasteful tomorrow, and give this king whatever the other soldiers in the camp eat. "

Hehe can't be fat anymore!

Seeing that Dezhuang answered in a dazed and surprised manner, Zhuhe was relieved.

He rubbed his stomach and stood up from Lou Cang's chief general's seat: "Okay, I'm going out for a walk, Xiao Dezi, you don't have to follow, go back and rest."

The resources in the army are limited, Zhuhe didn't bring a few servants except Dezhuang.

He walked out of the camp unhurriedly from the main tent, and encountered several soldiers who wanted to stop him.

However, in the end, the soldiers did not move, and watched Zhuhe walk all the way to the border and out of the camp.

Eyes collided several times.

Zhu He understood the sincerity in their eyes, "May the Regent be gone and never return".

What a good young man for the country and the people!

Zhu He was so moved that he even walked a little lighter to digest food after a meal.

The snow in southern Xinjiang has not yet melted, and the vast desert and rugged cliffs look majestic and majestic.

Just walking alone, the amount of activity is obviously not enough, far from enough for Hehe to perform fat-burning exercises.

After confirming that there was no one around, Zhu He lazily took off his cloak.

The moment the heavy black cloak fell to the ground.

Zhuhe chose the most beautiful posture for himself, raised his jaw at 45 degrees, and raised his slender arms as if he was about to fly.

I saw his figure tremble slightly.

Ah!

Hehe will always be the most elegant, dignified, most touching and beautiful in the world, and he can cheat food and drink by relying on his appearance——

Zhu He opened his eyes and shook his feathers nimbly.

He looked towards the top of the tree, ready to find the most beautiful posture in the world, which would make other birds ashamed to land on the branch.

only……

Why does this treetop look so tall?

Not only taller, but also thicker?Still getting longer?

How can it be thick and long?

The cranes froze for a moment, suspecting that their eyes were dazzled, so they flapped their wings, regardless of whether their posture was beautiful or not, and fluttered towards the branches.

then.

Zhu He performed a take-off in place and a fall in place.

The previously powerful and slender wings seemed to have lost their function.

Hehe plunged headfirst into the snowdrift.

Zhu He: "..."

Zhuhe was stunned as a whole bird.

He pulled himself out of the snow aggressively, and let out an angry roar: "Chirp!"

Zhuhe: "?"

Zhuhe: "Jiujiujiu???"

Hehe was dumbfounded.

Zhu He, who began to suspect Tori, finally lowered his head belatedly, and saw his own small breast with bright yellow fluff with a solemn expression.

Then Zhu He raised his wings again, and saw his two delicate little wings again.

Zhu He: "..."

The sudden huge blow made Hehe unacceptable.

The cranes froze their small bodies and petrified in place for a long time before struggling to flap their little wings while trying to pull out their claws from the thick snow, and moved to the side of a piece of ice with a grunt.

The ice surface should be formed by stream water, smooth and shiny.

Zhuhe was worried that he would get cold if he slipped down, so he could only rub his feet on the edge of the ice very carefully, and by the reflection of the light, he could see his current appearance clearly.

Zhu He: "..."

Do not ask.

Asking means that the crane's heart is dead.

The young cranes on the ice were covered in tender light yellow down, and their small wings and claws were so thin that they could be broken off with a single finger.

At this moment, he is tilting his head, looking at the ice surface and taking pictures of himself.

Don't say that you can't tell it's a black crane. From a distance, it looks like a little chicken.

It was the period of the ugly little crane that Zhuhe least wanted to recall.

What did He He do wrong to go through this! ?

It's not good to flap your wings and fly high, and it's not bad if you don't bury yourself in the snowdrift.

Zhu He was disheartened, his foot accidentally slipped, and he slipped along the ice like a slide.

The icy creek meanders.

The young and helpless little chick fell to the ground, rubbing its feet on the ice surface——

In the end, Zhuhe simply gave up struggling, closed his eyes and let his round and fluffy body stop sliding, and stopped.

Then Zhu He opened his eyes.

He saw a big snow-white bird with smooth wings, black tail, and a pair of fierce eyes, staring at him without blinking.

Zhu He: "..."

Zhuhe actually knew this bird. Before he entered the zoo, when he was living in the wild, he even recognized two or three of this bird as younger brothers.

Hai Dongqing, the fastest condor, is fierce and difficult to train. It is said that there is only one in a hundred thousand.

Zhuhe looked at the figure of the Haidongqing, then at his own round belly, and turned over angrily when the sharp beak came off.

Hehe, who is about the size of a small chicken, issued a danger warning: "Jiujiujiujiu!"

Hai Dongqing was majestic, with his wings raised, he completely ignored Zhu He's warning, and swooped down.

It wasn't until night fell that Zhuhe returned to the camp intact.

The soldiers of "Goshawk" were well-trained after all, although they looked at Zhu He a few more times angrily, they didn't rush up to kill him collectively, and generally gave Zhu He a military salute politely.

There was still a little bit of unmelted snow on the big cloak on Zhuhe's body.

De Zhuang rushed up to greet him: "My lord, where have you been? Why did you come back so late..."

Zhuhe waved his hands in a good mood, and said with a smile: "Look around. By the way, we have been out for a few months. Has the little prince's letter arrived?"

De Zhuang offered Zhu He the hand stove filled with charcoal, and shook his head: "I don't seem to have received it... But I heard that Yandu sent a batch of letters just now, and they were all sent to General Lou's account."

Zhuhe changed into a black jacket and looked human again.

He thought about it: "Let's go, I'm idle anyway, let's go to General Lou and check to see if the little prince has an unbearable lovesickness for this king."

Dezhuang: "..."

Lou Cang has been fighting outside all year round, so he has no extra requirements for food and clothing, and the newly selected tent is also very simple, except that it is bigger than the one next to it, there is no difference.

It was almost time for the curfew in the camp, and there were far fewer soldiers walking around, and no one dared to stop Zhu He.

The cranes arrived in front of Lou Cang's camp unimpeded.

The soldiers on duty at night blocked him: "The regent stays, the general doesn't see anyone late at night."

Zhu He was very good at talking: "Look at what you said, since when will this king be considered an outsider?"

Soldier:"……"

Zhu He continued: "This king has important military information, so I must discuss it with General Lou immediately."

The four soldiers looked at each other.

Ever since Zhu He came to Daying, although he was very picky and delicate, he had never interfered in the marching or fighting.

One of the soldiers turned to Zhuhe: "Subordinates, pass on to the general."

After a while.

The soldier came out: "Regent, please."

Zhu He followed in.

No one can be seen in the tent at first glance, but there is a faint sound of water behind the screen.

The soldier brought the cranes to the table: "The general is taking a bath, the regent please stay here later."

"Oh, yes."

Zhu He nodded patiently, "You go on watch at night, I will just wait here."

The soldier was a little uneasy and looked at the cranes a little more, but didn't find anything unusual, so he turned and went out.

As soon as the soldiers walked away, Zhuhe stood up on his back.

The sound of extremely light footsteps was masked by the sound of water.

Before Lou Cang could even react, he saw Zhuhe coming around from behind the screen.

Lou Cang: "!"

The barrels used for bathing in the army are all the most primitive wooden barrels, and the general's is no exception.

The clear water surface has excellent visibility, and it can be regarded as unobstructed.

Lou Cang's expression darkened immediately, and he said sharply, "Get out!"

Zhuhe didn't go out, took a big step forward, and opened his mouth to come: "General Lou, why should you be so cynical, you have all the kings you have, big man—"

Lou Cang shouted: "Get out immediately!"

Zhu He: "..."

He glanced suspiciously at Lou Cang, paused in his footsteps, and then quickly moved his head to look into the water: "Tsk, isn't General Lou quite big?"

Seeing Lou Cang's expression as if he wanted to kill someone.

It was rare for Zhuhe to find out his conscience, and he added another word of comfort: "It's okay, it's just that the shape is a little bent. General Lou doesn't have to feel inferior about it."