The queen is a bit cowardly

The original meaning of Feng Jia's word A was that he was the first child in the family. The slaves were uneducated and only knew that Jia was Bingding. Another meaning of this is the armor on his body. He finally changed from a centurion wearing leather armor to a city gatekeeper with iron armor, and began to learn to take on the job of city guard.

He has also learned a lot from Youtu's side, such as how to sharpen a knife with less effort, how to reprimand disobedient subordinates in a better way, and how to set an example and become a benchmark in the hearts of his subordinates.

Looking at his armor in the moat now, Feng Jia was unprecedentedly proud.

"Brothers, I came to Xiashen County after looking at the left and right roads. Your Majesty has just sacrificed to the sky. We have to be careful of those snakes and rats, so as not to disturb your peace and tranquility." Feng Jia patted His own breastplate, the armor made a metal impact sound, which he thought was very pleasant.

"Here!" Behind him, the soldiers shouted, followed closely behind Feng Jia, patrolling the city at night.

Feng Jia likes the feeling now. He is finally no longer a slave. This kind of feeling is not like being enslaved by his master. Come, don't owe anyone, come and go frankly.

A group of people held a machete, and even though it was night, they still maintained an imposing appearance. The group walked to the gate of the county mansion, which is also Jiang Qingluan's residence. Feng Jia stopped in his tracks. The two who live here are grateful, especially Chang Lan, as a slave who lived in a squire's house since he was a child, his father was a slave, and his grandparents were also slaves. He watched his father serve the master, and he was born to serve the master. As the son of the family, he seems to be able to see the future of his child, and he must be the same as himself, the same as his father's generation, always like this, from generation to generation.

Fortunately, a rabbit appeared, and Chang Lan appeared. Feng Jia knew that being a human being was no different. A rabbit could be a centurion, turn the world around in a small county, and was born as a slave, so there was nothing he couldn't do.When I met Chang Lan again, he was awarded the post of special commander, and led a small group of people to charge into the battle, and he brought back the head of the enemy army in exchange for the city gatekeeper.

"Let's go first." Feng Jia said to the soldiers behind him.

Shi Chang said yes, and followed the inspection route with the soldiers behind him.

Feng Jia walked to the gate of the county mansion. It would be disrespectful to go to the king or the princess in front of him so late, but he felt that he should be grateful to the second follower, but in the end he did not move forward. Kneeling on the ground, burying your head is three rings.

I also meditated in my heart, the kindness of the princess needs to be repaid with my life.

Then he withdrew from the gate of the county mansion, followed his team again, and slowly disappeared into the night...

And after Feng Jia left, new people appeared around the county mansion. They were also a group of soldiers in city guard uniforms. They were sullen, and some of them had deep scars on their faces. Well, those scars don't look like new wounds, but these new wounds are different from these people, these people are all new faces.

Perhaps the soldiers outside the county government also felt that the city guards in front of them were passing by too frequently, so they stepped forward and asked.

"Which team are you on?"

The leading man took a step forward, patted his left chest, and replied: "The night watchman of Team C."

"Didn't your boss just pass by just now? Why is he here again?" The soldier looked at the attire of the man in front of him, but couldn't see any clues.

"General Feng said that Your Highness's safety is the most important thing, let us make more inspections." The man replied.

It was true that the soldier had only come here to pay respects when he saw Feng Jia, and he knew that this person was devoted to Chang Lan and Junshang, so he didn't pay much attention to it, and let him go after giving him a military salute.

This group of strange faces followed and left the main gate of the county mansion, but did not leave the county mansion.The best assassins can always count everything well. These assassins from Jiangcheng have been squatting inside and outside Shen County for three days. They originally planned to do it when they sacrificed to the heavens. Influenced, the matter of the emperor running the bull before also caused a lot of discussion among the princes of various countries.However, Jiang Qingluan calculated this step in advance. All matters on the day of the sacrifice were arranged by his cronies, and they could be held accountable for everything, so they were not allowed to start.

The leading man took them to an old house near the county mansion. This place was originally the home of a scholar, but unfortunately he stood in the wrong place. After fighting against Jiang Qingluan, he was locked in a dungeon. The place was left idle for a long time, because of Fengshui Poor has not waited for a new owner, and this group of assassins have already inquired here.

A group of people took off their heavy armor, and they gave up the scimitar, which was not conducive to assassination. The leading man took out the layout plan of the county mansion. For an important stronghold like the county mansion, the royal court naturally had the blueprints at that time. Spreading out the drawings, the man said to the left and right...

county government

The charcoal basin in the room was burning quietly in the middle of the room, and the heat enveloped the whole room. Jiang Qingluan was wearing only an underwear, and she was holding the five strings. For music, Jiang Qingluan's fingers are slender, and the fingertips are gently plucking on the strings. Every time he flicks, the sound of the piano jumps out, which is very moving.

Chang Lan was sitting on the sidelines, also doing her own business, so how could she waste it with such a beautiful woman playing the piano?She dipped the tip of her pen in ink and waved it on the rice paper. First there were phoenix trees and then there were phoenix trees. Perhaps it was the rest time. Chang Lan was also very attentive in painting.At this time, Jiang Qingluan would look up tacitly, and the two could not help but smile at each other.

"Lan'er, what did you draw?" Jiang Qingluan put down the piano in his hand and asked curiously.

"Draw casually." Chang Lan indeed added a few strokes on the plane tree casually: "Didn't Your Highness also play casually?"

Jiang Qingluan wiped the strings with his hands again, and said, "That's right."

Patting on his side, Jiang Qingluan said: "Since you are just drawing casually, don't draw, just sit with me."

Chang Lan really put down her pen, and she walked to Jiang Qingluan's side with a smile, but she didn't sit beside Jiang Qingluan. Today, she boldly sat on his lap and wrapped her arms around Qingluan's neck.

Jiang Qingluan also hugged Chang Lan's waist, looking at each other, the lips of the two couldn't help but fell together, recently won Shen County, Chang Lan thought that after the battle, the people should rest and recuperate, Jiang Qingluan was still counting the spoils before The plans after preparation are no longer as busy as before. Kissing like this has become a very common thing these days.

The two took a short break, Chang Lan straightened Jiang Qingluan's forehead hair, looked at her well-crafted eyes, with thick and high eyelashes, and a straight nose that went straight to the tip of her eyebrows, so she put the kiss on the tip of her nose again, Jiang Qingluan hugged her Chang Lan, let her straddle him, put his arms around her waist and kiss him intimately.

"Your Highness." Chang Lan recited it for no reason, and every time she recited it, she felt more satisfied: "Qingluan, Luaner..."

Jiang Qingluan also smiled, but unconsciously untied Chang Lan's belt.

"There are assassins! Protect Your Highness!"

This untimely shout sounded straight from the courtyard, and the darkness outside the door was immediately lit up, Jiang Qingluan and Chang Lan looked at each other again, this time what was confirmed in the eyes was a dangerous warning.

"Don't leave the room." Putting Chang Lan away from her side, Jiang Qingluan stood up and grabbed her scimitar, while covering her body with the cloak.

"Come here!" Jiang Qingluan is a king, not a warrior, so there is no need to stand up by himself at this time.

A rabbit obeyed the call and came in, knelt down and said, "Your Highness, there are more than a dozen assassins coming from the backyard. They are very skillful. I have already called General Baler to come. Your Highness, please stay away first."

"Take the princess first." Jiang Qingluan remembered that there was a secret passage here: "Send it to the secret passage."

"I'm with His Highness." Chang Lan said, "If I were in Baiyu, I'd be more considerate. Please send someone to invite General Baiyu."

After all, assassins are different from soldiers. Soldiers have the courage of ten thousand men, and they only have simple moves in combat. They only want to severely injure people in the chaos of the battlefield. Assassins are different. They are good at daggers, short knives, and hidden weapons. Kill the target, nothing else matters.Only Ba Le and Bai Yu are not only good fighters on the battlefield, but also good at wielding knives. If they are really assassins, they can resist one or two.

"The sword has no eyes for a while, and I will be distracted if you are by my side." Jiang Qingluan said: "If it is really a professional assassin, their target is me, you wait in the room."

Chang Lan was not an unreasonable person, so she nodded and went to get clothes to put on. At this time, the charcoal was burning quietly, and the room no longer felt warm.

"How many people are on the other side, did you say a dozen? Is it eleven or two people, or ten people, do you think?" Jiang Qingluan said again: "What kind of clothes are you wearing, and what kind of weapons are you holding?"

This is the second time Jiang Qingluan has been assassinated, and the first time was in the Tianping Winter Palace, where besides Ba Le, there were a group of dead soldiers beside her. Fifteen assassins came here, they were the top killers kept by Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Qingluan only remembered that he put on his armor that night, Ba Le cleared the way, accompanied by the dead men, and fought with those assassins all night. The so-called dead men were desperate for the sake of the lord. Of all the dead soldiers, Ba Le killed five assassins with his own hands, and he was also seriously injured.When Jiang Qingluan went straight out of the courtyard, there was only thick snow and Yin Hong's blood at the door. Those black-clothed assassins were either dead bodies, or lying on the ground with their hands and feet indistinguishable. Like them, there were also escorts who escorted her all the way. Dead soldiers, they are all waiting for the day when Jiang Qingluan is restored.

Jiang Qingluan stopped the bleeding for Ba Le and wanted to save other people, but unfortunately it was too late, all of them died, and only one person was left alive. Before he died, he said to Jiang Qingluan, please bury them in their homeland.Jiang Qingluan will always remember that man's gaze of infinite trust in him before he died.

"What clothes are you wearing, what weapons are you holding?"

"Returning to Your Highness, they are all men in black. They can't see clearly at night. They have all kinds of weapons, including crossbows, daggers, and fists." Youtu said, these weapons are all short-distance combat weapons, but they are very lethal. extremely strong.

"It's them." Jiang Qingluan recalled that night again, and she said with a sullen face: "Let everyone retreat to this yard and prepare shields and guns until the rescuers come!"