Drunk King and Minister

On the streets of Changcheng County, there is no noise and bustle in the past. Beside the empty roads, the doors of shops are probably covered with a layer of dust. The rich families have moved more than half of them, and the poor people have their doors closed.At first glance, it looks like an empty city. If it weren't for the shouts of repairing the fence from time to time in the distance, I am afraid that this desolate and desolate city would be magnified to the extreme.

A man in cyan infantry sackcloth hurriedly walked on the open road. The cyan clothes were dry and compact, making his slender figure somewhat thinner. The simple black cloth belt around his waist tightly wrapped his narrow waist. To be as slender as a woman.The man had a stunning appearance, his long hair was tied into a ball on the top of his head with a rough wooden hairpin, and he was wrapped in a blue cloth scarf. He was obviously dressed in a simple and simple attire, but this man wore a silk brocade foil noble and elegant feeling.

It's just that this person's footsteps are hurried, but his steps are still a little scattered, and the frown on his stunning face is even more imprinted with this person's restless mood at the moment.

This person was Han Zigao who had just fled from the county government mansion.

Zigao felt as if something had been inserted into his mind and disturbed him, and he was dizzy and didn't know what to say.But Chen Qian's words were still ringing in his ears over and over again, very clearly.

"Zigao, I am very happy, you are worried about me."

How did he do it?It seemed that, without even being able to say a word, he hurriedly resigned—retired like a deserter.

The streets are empty, so you don't have to worry about bumping into people with your head in a mess.

Han Zigao was thinking about his various strange behaviors today as he walked.

Stupid words that come out of my mouth.Stupid and ridiculous fleeing.

At this time, the heart in the chest was still pounding hard because of these unexplainable actions.

Zigao, I am very happy, you are worried about me.

Of course he should be worried about Chen Qian. Chen Qian is the core of the army, his lord, his benefactor, and a friend he recognizes in his heart.

It's just that he seemed too intense.This kind of intensity is somewhat beyond imagination and control.

And why did he run away?He was worried about Chen Qian, why did he run away?What is there to escape, or rather, what is there to fear?

Han Zigao's brows became more and more wrinkled, which looked particularly abrupt on his smooth forehead.

The sound of the chants in the ears became more and more clear, and the soldiers could already be seen in the distance.

Han Zigao paused slightly, clenched his fists, and suppressed the doubts in his heart.Forget it, don't think about it if you can't figure it out, let's put it aside first, there are more important things to think about.

etc!More important things? !

Chen Qian said yesterday that she would discuss some war matters with him.However, he just... ran away?Chen Qian must have something to tell herself, but...

Han Zigao paused and froze there.In his heart, he was beating drums, how many mistakes he made today, beheading his head would not be enough.

Han Zigao clapped his fists angrily, and couldn't help but hiss.

What can I do?go back?But if he goes back, how should he face Chen Qian?Toss the matter down to fix the fence?But if there are important matters delayed by yourself?

Compared with the military, what are my ridiculous embarrassments?go back!

Han Zigao bowed his head severely, his footsteps moved slightly, and he turned back to the way he came from.

On the bluestone road ten meters away, a tall figure stood quietly for an unknown how long.

Han Zigao's eyes widened, and he subconsciously retracted the steps he took, taking two or three steps back hastily.

"Big...big...my lord?!"

Who is that tall and still figure if it's not Chen Qian?

With a bang, Han Zigao felt as if a bolt of lightning had struck through his mind, hula la swept away all his thoughts, leaving only a blank space.

He stood there, neither advancing nor retreating. Chen Qian, who had a panoramic view of all his expressions and movements, burst into a smile in his dumbfounded manner.

It seems that this person is not that simple to himself.

The smile in Chen Qian's eyes turned firm. If there is such a possibility, then, Han Zigao, Han Manzi, don't try to escape.

The tall figure got closer and closer, and Chen Qian, who was standing in front of Han Zigao, looked as usual, as if nothing had happened.

He has a faint earthy smell from running around all night.

Seeing Chen Qian's calm expression, as if what happened just now and that sentence didn't exist, Han Zigao's chaotic mood gradually calmed down.

"It's called Zihua." Chen Qian's voice at this time was not hoarse in the morning, but clear and melodious, full of energy like the sound of a horn.

"Zi...Zihua." Han Zigao took a deep breath, tried his best to endure the urge to bow his head and looked at Chen Qian, "Zihua, do you have something to say?"

"Yes." Chen Qian didn't mention Han Zigao's hasty departure and escape at all, and nodded lightly, "Take this."

It was a brown-red sunken wood unicorn carving.

"This is my token. You go to the third and fourth infantry teams to lure 100 people to set up an ambush in the southeast to investigate. This is the rough drawing I drew. You can deploy it according to the situation. I don't need to say more about the rest. Go." Chen Qian handed a thin bamboo tube sealed with wax oil to Han Zigao.

Chen Qian stood with her hands behind her back, her eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of her clothes drummed in the wind, making a few sharp noises.

Han Zigao carefully put the bamboo tube in his clothes, and held the solid and cold unicorn sculpture tightly in his palm, the panic in his heart had already dissipated.

He solemnly nodded, a strand of hair hanging from his left temple fluttered in the wind.

"Yes! I will definitely not disappoint Zihua." As he spoke, he turned around and walked away.

Chen Qian still stood there quietly, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

He followed Han Zigao when he ran out of the mansion in a panic, and he could see the blush on Han Zigao's face when he said that sentence.

Then, he saw that this person was flustered, struggling, and wondering.

It seems that maybe, he doesn't need to hide that thought.This person clearly treats him differently, but he himself has not noticed it yet.

Well, if you want to catch this little guy, you can't act too hastily, the net has to be cast slowly.