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The rapid marching army led by Jiang Ling was the most elite troop among the Feiyun Cavalry, needless to say about their physical fitness, they ran wildly for six hours before stopping to rest for a while.

"Drink some water and eat something!" Jiang Ling took down a water bottle and threw it into his arms. "We only have a quarter of an hour to rest and eat, and we will set off as soon as the time is up."

He was out of breath, his inner thighs were already numb, and he trembled even standing up.

Looking at the people around him, including Jiang Ling, all of them are not blushing and their hearts are not beating. They even drink water and eat in an orderly manner.

Although he had a lot of personal grievances with Jiang Ling, this person's professional ability today really impressed him.

Gu Fang stayed in the barracks for a few years, and then led the army to garrison at Fengming Pass for five years. He considered himself a qualified soldier, at least in terms of physical fitness, but compared with this group of people, Only then did I realize that I was no different from a quail.

After pouring some water, Gu Fang regained his composure: "Are you training these people?"

"No, Zhangjian Division has a special training ground for Feiyunqi." Jiang Ling said.

Gu Fang rolled his eyes and took the opportunity to learn more about the internal situation of the Zhangjian Division: "Then how many Feiyunqi are there in the Zhangjian Division?"

Jiang Ling seemed to have seen through his little thoughts, he just smiled and did not answer.

whispering sound!If you don't say it, don't say it.

Gu Fang turned to get close to other people, but Feiyunqi's management was quite strict, and these people didn't even take off the half mask above the nose to face him honestly, let alone talk to him.

He felt that he was bored, and it seemed that Jiang Ling was the only one who could relieve his boredom along the way.

"You told me in advance that they ignored me, right?" Gu Fang didn't think his popularity would be so bad.

Jiang Ling broke off a small piece of cake and put it in his mouth: "I don't have that kind of free time. I just carry out the task and don't talk too much with anyone who has nothing to do with it. This is the first rule they learn in the Zhangjian Division."

Oh, it turns out that I am an irrelevant person!

The road was bumpy, and eating too much was really uncomfortable, so even though he knew the journey would take a long time, Gu Fang only ate a piece of cake.

After walking for two days and two nights without sleep, I finally heard Jiang Ling's order to stop, rest and catch up on sleep.

At this moment, Gu Fang only thinks that Jiang Ling is a Bodhisattva, or the kind that shines with golden light.

My body is about to reach its limit, so I don't even care where I am.Before the fire was lit, Gu Fang touched his upper and lower eyelids and fell asleep leaning against the tree with his sword in his arms.

Even though it was approaching early summer, the night was still bitterly cold, and Gu Fang unconsciously hugged his arms even tighter in his sleep.

Jiang Ling was sitting by the fire and eating dry food while looking up at the people under the tree.

Finally, he pulled a corner of a cloak and threw it vigorously, and the thick cloak landed on the man accurately.

After all, he is the only person in this world who let him taste the taste of Lantern Festival. Even if this trip is the last journey of his life, I don't want him to suffer too much.

From closing his eyes to opening them, Gu Fang only felt that he had only slept for a stick of incense, but was told that he had slept for two hours.

Forced to get on the horse again, he couldn't help cursing his mother in his heart, this Jiang Ling is simply a pervert, what's wrong with two hours, sleepless for two full days, what's wrong with sleeping for two hours?

But looking at the Feiyunqi around him, they were all energetic and untiring, so even in the rush, he still couldn't help asking Jiang Ling: "How old are these people?"

According to his observation, the age is not too old, and he doesn't know how it compares with himself.

"The smallest is eighteen, and the largest is no more than 24." Jiang Ling gave him a cold profile.

Gu Fang sighed: "It's good to be young!"

It is not 01:30 who is physically stronger than him.

By the time of the second long break, they had already driven half the distance.

Maybe it's because I got used to this rhythm, but I didn't feel exhausted at the beginning.

Jiang Ling's attitude towards Gu Fang tonight is quite different from before, in Gu Fang's opinion it can be described as "gracious".

Someone hunted hares and pheasants, and Vice President Jiang asked him to pick first.

Gu Fang looked suspiciously at the man called "Yan Luo with a black face" in front of him, and finally pointed to the gray hare.

Not only that, he didn't even need to do the flipping, but Jiang Ling did it himself.

This made Gu Fang nervously stare at the whole process, fearing that this person would directly smear poison on it.

The light of the fire dyed Jiang Ling's pale face with a warm color, which made him a bit more popular.

"Eat it while it's hot, and go on the road." Jiang Ling handed the branch with rabbit meat to Gu Fang's hand.

Gu Fang was sitting next to him, and when he heard this sentence, his hands that picked up the things shook unconsciously, almost throwing the rabbit meat to the ground.

This is indeed Jiang Ling's style of doing things.

In his opinion, Gu Fang has long been a fat sheep on his chopping block and cannot escape.Therefore, it doesn't matter whether the "fat sheep" waiting to be slaughtered knows or doesn't know when his butcher knife will fall.

He also doesn't like to hide.

Gu Fang tore off a hind leg and handed it to Jiang Ling: "Has anyone ever said that you are annoying?"

"No." Jiang Ling seemed to want to laugh when he said this, but in the end he just twitched the corner of his mouth and gave up, "But I know."

Know what they think of themselves in their hearts.

"It's not bad to tell a white lie to a dying person." Gu Fang's lips were glistening.

"Wouldn't it be too much to lie to a dying person?" Jiang Ling asked back.

"Maybe!" Gu Fang rolled up his sleeves, revealing a section of his wrist, as if he was afraid that his sleeves would be stained with oil.

Jiang Ling glanced unintentionally, but fixed his eyes.

Gu Fang also turned his head to meet his gaze, then bent his eyes, revealing half of the dimple: "Does it look good?"

Jiang Ling was silent for a moment and suddenly laughed, angry and helpless: "You are not what I imagined."

"You are no different from what I imagined." Gu Fang said.

"He is just a little beggar I picked up in a ruined temple five years ago. Are you so sure that he can buy your life?" Jiang Ling asked.

Gu Fang shook his head: "I'm not sure, so I'm betting! But...it seems that I bet right."

Jiang Ling didn't speak, but Gu Fang returned the remaining half of the rabbit meat to him, and said with satisfaction: "Just as the emperor asked before leaving, please take care of the deputy general during this journey."

Although the team led by Tang Long was not much different from Jiangling's departure time, but when they really started to catch up, they lost a lot of distance in just one day.

Five days later, needless to say.

Zhuang Zhou shouldered the heavy responsibility of protecting Gu Fang, but he was about to give up at the moment. After all, he could only follow Tang Long's team, so he wrote a letter to inform the emperor of his situation.

After Jun Ruohan read the letter under the lamp, his heart sank.

He wanted Zhuang Zhou to go with Gu Fang to ensure his safety, but now it seems that it is useless.

Right now, he can only pin all his hopes on that young man, hoping that those crude bracelets can hold Jiang Ling back.

"Your Majesty, Miss Shen is asking to see you." Lu Sheng stood outside and said.

In fact, Shen Qiuyun is an obedient woman, but when thinking of her ambitious father, Jun Ruohan felt a little impatient with her: "What's the matter?"

Lu Sheng glanced at the soup in Shen Qiuyun's hand, and then moved his eyes to the girl's shy and timid face, finally he couldn't bear it: "Go back to the emperor, Miss Shen has brought you ginseng soup."

Song Guogong was getting closer and closer to Shangdu, Jun Ruohan didn't want to see her but had to: "Let her in!"

"Yes."

Shen Qiuyun entered the study with ginseng soup, and saw the young emperor sitting in front of the imperial case from a distance, with a stack of memorials in front of him, his face was tired.

She went two steps further and blessed Fushen: "Qiu Yun pays homage to the emperor."

"You don't need to be too polite." Jun Ruohan then raised his eyelids and looked at her, but he didn't intend to get up.

Shen Qiuyun was a little disappointed, but his face remained calm, and he said: "These days, the emperor is busy with state affairs, and he has to rest until late at night every day. Qiuyun took the liberty to cook ginseng soup himself. If you are clumsy, please invite the emperor Don't be disgusted."

"Thank you!" Jun Ruohan opened the memorial at hand, which had actually been reviewed.

Seeing Jun Ruohan's lukewarm attitude, Shen Qiuyun felt embarrassment flash across his face, and he just went to the imperial case and put down the porcelain cup.He bowed his head and stood a few steps away.

Seeing that she had no intention of leaving, Jun Ruohan could only ask, "Is there anything else?"

"Does the emperor...do you think Qiuyun is bad?" Shen Qiuyun didn't look up when she asked this question.

Jun Ruohan frowned. From his point of view, Shen Qiuyun was no different from the woman he passed by on the street, and they didn't even overlap. So how can we talk about good and bad?

"It's late, go to rest!" This answer is obviously not so much a tact as a perfunctory one.

The girl who was always gentle and obedient became stubborn this time: "Does the emperor prefer Qiu Yu?"

Now Jun Ruohan is looking at her seriously.

"If, if the emperor is more interested in Qiu Yu, our engagement... can be abandoned." She said.

In fact, she had seen Shen Qiuyu's ardor to Jun Ruohan before, and she had also heard about Jun Ruohan taking his younger sister out of the palace.

Although she has feelings for Jun Ruohan, if he doesn't want to, she doesn't want to pester him, so she might as well help her younger sister.

Is this to abdicate the throne?Jun Ruohan squinted at her.

Even if he agrees, can their father agree?

But there are daughters of his Shen family on the left and right, Shen Zhou should be happy to see it succeed, besides, Shen Qiuyu may be more capable of dealing with the royal family and the Shen family than this meek and dignified young lady of the Shen family.

But how could he cause unnecessary trouble for himself!

"Go and rest, I will drink the soup." Jun Ruohan said.

Shen Qiuyun was heartbroken, how could she not understand what he meant, her complexion became a little better, and her attitude was no longer as tough as before: "Qiuyun resigns."