The self-cultivation of the coquettish scum [Quick Transmigration]

Hibiscus tent (15)

The climate in Sichuan and Sichuan is quite different from that in Beijing, and it is even more humid and cold at night.

Shu Le wrapped himself in a woolen cloak, and sat tremblingly in front of the table, listening to the soldiers stationed in front of him report the movements of the barbarians.

Yin Tao and Zhang Tongsheng died too suddenly. After half a day of silence, the enemy army marched into the southern Sichuan city in the dark.

However, after half a day of chaos, the city gate finally opened wide, giving many people in the city a chance to escape.

The curtain was not drawn, and halfway through the report, the guard found that Shu Le didn't seem to be listening seriously, but instead looked outside with mixed eyes.

Small torches passed by from time to time not far away, Shu Le stared at it for a while: "Are those the people in the city?"

The guard looked in Shu Le's direction, and said in response: "Report to the general, the withdrawal from the southern Sichuan city must pass through the camp."

This guard also followed Shu Le for many years, and sighed, "There is going to be a war, and the people must flee."

Shu Le stood up: "Go, go and have a look."

The temperature outside the tent was naturally colder than inside the tent, Shu Le shivered as soon as he came out, subconsciously tightened the woolen cloak on his body again.

The guard next to him said: "General, do you want to prepare a hand stove for you?"

Shu Le: "..."

Shu Le glanced at the soldier next to him who was only wearing an ordinary long gown, then looked at himself, and said with a heavy face, "What kind of hand stove does a big man use? If I have the skills, I might as well look at the map more often!"

Guard: "..."

Shu Le followed the guards to the edge of the camp, while shaking and crying to the system: Tong, Lele is so cold!

The system pondered for a while: Oh, I'm afraid it's going to be poisoned, hehehe.

Shu Le: So happy to see me getting poisoned?

System: Once you get poisoned, you won't have time to mess with men!ah!Thank you little emperor!

Shule: ...

It's true that you are pro-system.

Sure enough, the people left with torches in the night.

Shu Le stopped in front of the camp, and a large number of people walked past them supporting each other. When they saw them, there was no superfluous expression on their withered and numb faces.

Yesterday they were the people of Hou Zhou, but now they have become refugees of Hou Zhou.

Shu Le stood there for a while, and was about to leave when someone suddenly fell in front of him.

It was a senior old man, his beard and eyebrows were all white, he was dressed in tatters, and he didn't know where a part of his sleeve went.

As he fell, a young woman who seemed to be traveling with him cursed sharply: "You old bastard—"

"—Dirty and smelly, a drag!"

"Get out of here and hurry for me—"

Shu Le lowered his head and looked down as the words that were difficult to hear came chattering endlessly.

The old man seemed to be trying very hard to stand up, but he tried several times but failed.

Before Shu Le had time to move, there was a pair of hands stretched out beside him, and they were about to hold the old man's hand.

Shu Le subconsciously looked to the side, and saw Zhou Sui's handsome and pampered face.

One second before Zhou Sui's hand was about to grab the old man, Shu Le reached out and grabbed Zhou Sui's arm.

Then he called another soldier and said, "Help this old man up, and bring him a pack of dry food."

The two soldiers listened to the order and helped the old man up, and took out the dry food from their waists and handed it to the old man.

The old man took the food with trembling hands, and slowly walked forward together with the young woman.

The night wind is getting colder.

Shu Le trembled again from the cold, let go of Zhou Sui's hand, turned around and told Fu Quan: "Look at Your Majesty, don't let Your Majesty come into contact with strangers."

Fuquan answered in a low voice, and Shu Le went back to the tent to sleep.

Before he left, he heard Zhou Sui say behind him: "They are all my subjects, why can't I help him?"

Shu Le took a look at Zhou Sui: "You are the king, he is the people. There is a difference between the king and the people, how can the order be disrupted."

Zhou Sui sneered: "Really?"

Shu Le yawned, turned around, and finally sighed: "Well, the real reason is because—the minister is worried that he has a dagger hidden in his arms, and wants to take advantage of the chaos to assassinate His Majesty."

There was a chill on Zhou Sui's face, and it took him a long time to say: "General Shu is too worried, the subjects of the later Zhou Dynasty, will they want to assassinate me because of barbarians?"

Shu Le tilted his head, and said casually: "Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven, so I'm not afraid. However, the enemy is in front of me, and I still have something to tell Your Majesty——"

Zhou Sui frowned: "What are you talking about?"

Shu Le quickly pretended to be coercive again: "My life is more important than anything else, and if I lose my life, I will lose everything."

Zhou Sui: "..."

Shu Le walked away lightly: "It's getting late, Your Majesty should go to bed early."

After finishing speaking, he led the guards into the tent, and soon the lights in the tent were extinguished.

Zhou Sui was left standing for a while, and suddenly asked Fuquan, "Why did Shu Le say that?"

Fuquan felt very desperate and couldn't show it, so he had to tentatively say: "Your servant, go ask?"

Zhou Sui went with him, and not long after, a small guard who was patrolling the camp happened to come by, and he reached out his hand to stop him and asked, "Are you also Shu Hongyi's old department?"

Xiaobing was suddenly summoned by the Holy Majesty, and it took him a long time to calm down and said tremblingly: "Back, back to Your Majesty...Humble position...Humble position has always been with General Shu Xiao. The general brought it here."

Zhou Sui narrowed his eyes: "Oh? Then how long have you been with him?"

Xiaobing thought about it: "Already, it's been almost three years..."

Zhou Sui thought for a moment and asked, "Has there ever been a traitor in Shu Le's army?"

The little soldier turned pale with fright, and hurriedly knelt down and said, "Your Majesty! Your Majesty has learned from you! General Shu led his troops bravely and skillfully, never, never betrayed the country!"

Zhou Sui: "...I'm asking you, is there a traitor in Shu Le's army? What did he do to that traitor?"

Xiao Bing calmed down a bit now, and thought hard: "No... Yes! Back to Your Majesty, there was once!"

Zhou Sui: "Oh? Come and listen to me."

Xiao Bing took a peek at Shu Le's tent, saw that the lights were out, swallowed his saliva and whispered: "That happened two years ago..."

"General Shu's brother has known him for many years. He came from a poor family and joined the army with him."

"Later, the little general became the chief general, and he served as a military adviser... Then he voted for the barbarians. One night, while General Shu was asleep, he wanted to get into the tent and murder the general..."

"As a result, the murder failed and the general beheaded him, but General Shu Xiao was also injured."

Zhou Sui didn't expect this to happen in Shu Le's army, so he asked casually, "Where did he get hurt?"

Xiao Bing remembered this very clearly: "General Shu's wound on his left shoulder is still there!"

left shoulder...

Zhou Sui suddenly remembered the day when he went to the Zhenguo General's Mansion and saw Shu Le sleeping, and it happened that his left shoulder was also exposed.

There was indeed an extremely abrupt maroon wound on the smooth and fair skin, like an unforgettable brand mark, which stayed on the man's body forever.

Zhou Sui frowned, obviously Shu Le's injury had nothing to do with him, but he found that he still felt very uncomfortable.

Especially when the wound came from another man—

After letting the frightened soldiers go, Zhou Sui walked all the way back to his camp, sat at the table and learned a pair of ancient characters.

In the middle of the study, Fuquan walked into the tent with a bow, and mentioned to Zhou Sui what he had just inquired about about Shu Le's army.

Fu Quanneng waited by Zhou Sui's side, so he was naturally sharp and slick, and what he said was not much different from that little soldier just now.

But after finishing speaking, Fuquan quietly leaned closer to Zhou Sui's ear and said, "But about this matter... Shu Hongyi's old department has another theory. But this theory is very absurd. Would you like to hear it?"

On the contrary, Zhou Sui's appetite was whetted, since there was nothing left and right, he said, "Let's talk and listen."

Fuquan bowed: "It is rumored that the military adviser is because he likes General Shu Le... but General Shu Xiao sternly rejected him, and he will not be able to think about it for a while..."

Zhou Sui was shocked: "What did you say?!"

Fuquan whispered: "The so-called assassination of General Shu Xiao in the middle of the night is not true. The general happened to have a few old minions who had a good relationship with the servant. They told the servant—"

The surprise on Zhou Sui's face had been suppressed, but he couldn't calm down at all: "Tell you what?"

"They said that the military adviser stunned General Shu with drugs, and wanted to take this opportunity to have a husband and wife affair... Then he was captured to the barbarian's land, and he was locked up... Just, live the life of the two of them."

Zhou Sui: "..."

Zhou Sui was caught off guard by the door to the new world opened, but he couldn't show it on his face. He coughed several times before slowly saying: "Is this true?"

Fuquan lowered his voice: "Excuse me, there are His Majesty's confidantes in the Shu family's army, so this matter cannot be confirmed."

Sitting at the table, Zhou Sui only felt that the feeling in his heart was extremely strange, as if he was rejecting everything, and also as if an irresistible beast was about to break free.

After sitting for a while, Zhou Suicai picked up the bone china cup in front of him and took a sip, and asked with an unnatural expression: "Can it be a husband and wife relationship between men?"

Fuquan was still waiting by the side, with a clear look on his face, he knelt down respectfully and said: "Your Majesty, this can be done between men, but your Majesty is not good at this, so naturally I don't know."

As if afraid that Zhou Sui would not believe it, Fuquan further whispered: "Actually, the late emperor also raised male pets in the harem, and according to ancient books... the taste should be very good."

Zhou Sui: "I understand, you should step back."

Fu Quan was able to retreat.

After Zhou Sui drank two cups of tea, he found that his heart was still scratched, as if he had been scratched to an itchy spot, and he had to be relieved by someone himself before he could feel comfortable.

After taking another sip of herbal tea, Zhou Sui put the porcelain cup on the table, stood up, and walked around the tent twice.

When he turned to the third circle, he lifted the door curtain and found that the Shule Tent, which had been turned off just now, was turned on again.

Zhou Sui called to Lai Fuquan, gritted his teeth and said, "Shu Le doesn't sleep in the middle of the night, what are you doing?"

In fact, Fuquan had just joined in the fun from Shu Le's tent, and stabbed silently: "Return to Your Majesty, do you still remember the two girls who were rescued yesterday? General Shu is watching them dance."

Zhou Sui:? ? ?

The author has something to say: Zhou Sui: I feel that every day my head is greener than yesterday.

Shu Le: Water and fertilize you, and it will grow into a prairie in a few days! ~~

Zhou Sui: I can't laugh.