Troubled times male concubine [time travel]

The rain falls from the sky and protects Baiyi.

The non-stop rain for seven days saved the urgent need of Baiyi City.

The crowd cheered and hoarded water sources for emergencies.

Apart from being busy with the military every day, Zhao Yifeng also has another thing to enjoy—competing with Mo Yun.

Mo Yun is upright, speaks up when he has something to say, is brave in battle, and is a man of true temperament.

Zhao Yifeng is against him, the pleasure of a hero to a hero.

All voices of dissatisfaction gradually subsided under Zhao Yifeng's daily fighting.Everyone knew that this young general was not something they could measure externally.

Looking at the large and small sword wounds on his body, the men in Baiyi City were relieved of their dissatisfaction.His own coach is highly skilled in martial arts, he trains soldiers well, and it is difficult to refuse.

So Zhao Yifeng successfully won the support of the soldiers of Baiyi City with his martial arts and courage after he came to Baiyi City for more than half a month.

Mo Yun knew that he had underestimated Zhao Yifeng. He was a real "heroic boy", brave and resourceful, and his martial arts were better than blue.More importantly, there is room for people.Compared with his nephew, who is eager for quick success and quick profit, Zhao Yifeng is more majestic.

He is a sleeping lion who finally woke up after so many years...

Man, enjoy the battlefield.This is the battlefield!

Mo Yun Wangtian let out a long sigh: "Old, old, this is the world of young people."

"Son, you and I come to drink." Mo Yun smiled heartily outside Zhao Yifeng's tent, which was deafening.

Zhao Yifeng came out and gave Mo Yun a cold look, and said calmly, "Deputy Commander Mo seems to be very busy?"

"Haha, I'm taking a break from my busy schedule. I enjoy fighting with you every day. You're a good boy!" After speaking, Zhao Yifeng punched him.

"Where do you go for a drink?"

"That's right." Mo Yun shook the burning knife in his hand.

The city tower is majestic, the yellow sand is thousands of miles away, and the flags are fluttering.

Holding a jug of wine, Mo Yun babbled: "Son, I have been fighting for so many years, and I have never seen such an arrogant boy like you. You have a skill. I admire you!"

Zhao Yifeng smiled lightly, without saying a word, looked at Qing Ming in his hand, and looked into the distance.

Mo Yun seemed slightly drunk, dizzy, and leaned against the tower: "Son, if you had come earlier, Tianqing wouldn't have lost three cities in a row. It's because I can't manage well. What you have done for more than half a month I can see it all!"

Quietly listen to him.Watching the wind blowing the flags, watching the yellow sand stretching one after another, watching the setting sun look like blood...

Qingming is in hand, but there is no flute sound to make peace, and no lushui to set it off.

My heart was empty and irritable, and that coquettish cherry red flickered in my mind.

How to relieve worries, only Dukang?

How much drunken fragrance can be used to bury this loneliness that penetrates into the bone marrow...

How much power of memory can be used to hide the potential thoughts in my heart...

A glass of beer wine poured in, the burning sensation, trying to bury the emptiness of longing, the glass of wine kept on drinking.

"Son, I have stayed in Baiyi City for 31 years, and I almost forgot what the imperial city looks like. Hiccup~"

Zhao Yifeng smiled weakly: "It's better to talk than nothing in the imperial city, that place is too cold."

Mo Yun suddenly looked sideways at Zhao Yifeng: "You don't like the imperial city?"

"Imperial City? You have no relatives in the royal family, and the high places are extremely cold. That place is so cold... Although the eastern border is barren, I am happy to have you!" Zhao Yifeng looked at Mo Yun with a blushing face. "Ben Shuai likes pleasure on the battlefield! Haha..." After finishing speaking, he gulped down another jug ​​of wine.

"Good wine! Not bad! Ah..." The hot wine stimulated the mind, and a surge of heroic spirit soothed the mind. "Hey!" The Qingming sword came out, and the blue light was rippling.

He was fascinated and danced sword to his heart's content.It's just that there is no flute sound around.

Yushu, Baiyi City has survived the dry season, but where are you?

Mo Yun leaned against the city tower with drunken eyes. In his eyes, the young man held a sword in his left hand. The sword was like a rainbow, flowing like clouds and flowing water.

left hand!He holds a sword in his left hand.Why didn't I find out.

"Son, you hold the sword in your left hand. I never noticed it. I was negligent, but I really saw it. How long have you been practicing that sword?"

"One year!"

"Haha, I'm arrogant. After fighting you so many times, I just realized today that I'm vulnerable." The wine jar was thrown, and he laughed at himself.

He stopped talking, drank wine, and danced with his sword, thinking about the pleasure of being with that person.

The two got drunk wantonly on the tower.

When Ximen Ritian and Dongfang Buyu rushed over, he saw Mo Yun lying on the tower with his face flushed and his eyes blurred.

"Deputy Commander!" Ximen Ritian supported him.Mo Yun was drunk and dizzy, and said to Ximen Ritian, "Dongfang, don't blame me for not reminding you, you should not be underestimated, don't look at him as cold and arrogant, and don't rely on strangers." It looks like, but in fact he knows everything in his heart. Our coach doesn't seem to be close, but once we get acquainted, he is a real brother! It's a pity that I don't know a hero, and I only found out after fighting with him for more than half a month. Hey ... Baiyi is hopeful, I will obey him!"

Ximen Ritian nodded, yes, how could he not know how powerful Zhao Yifeng is, and he thought that sending him a beautiful girl back then was the stupidest thing he ever did in his life.Now that Mo Yun mentioned it again, he only felt the heat of cooking in a frying pan hit his face.Unconsciously shaking his body.

Dongfang Buyu looked at Mo Yun so drunk that no one could tell the difference, and he was lazy to blame him.It's just that it is true that Zhao Yifeng should not be underestimated. Thinking of the time when he beat Ximen Ritian with the sword in his left hand, and almost threw Ximen into the frying pan, he couldn't help but feel terrified.

Dongfang Buyu and Ximen Ritian looked at each other, nodded, and said softly: "The dragon swims in the shallow bottom, the lion hides in the forest, draws the sword and rises from the sky, raises eyebrows and strikes cold——Ximen, our coach will be proud of the world sooner or later." In the world, the phoenix flies to the sky!"

Ximen Ritian nodded heavily, looked at Mo Yun, who was in a mess of drunkenness, and thought about what Mo Yun said that he admired Zhao Yifeng.Sigh with relief: Just take it...

"What? Baiyi can't survive the winter. The dry season is over and there is enough rain, why is it still not guaranteed?"

"Oh~~, it's really annoying, this feeling of being controlled by others is really annoying." Dan Hanyi twisted his body, covered his eyes and said dissatisfied.

"Tianwo is entrenched near Baiyi City like a poisonous snake. If you fight, there will be insufficient supplies; if you don't fight, Baiyi will be in danger. It's really embarrassing, Ge Laozi, I have beaten so many times, and it is still not like it is today!" Ximen Ritian rolled Roll up your sleeves, full of anger.

"Is it true that Baiyi City can't be kept? Commander, tell me something." Zhang Dakeng asked anxiously.

Once there are millions of corpses floating in the battle, what Zhang Dakeng will do best is to dig pits desperately, dig pits, and then bury the corpses.This is where his name comes from.

Listening to the generals' discussions, Zhao Yifeng closed his eyes and sighed helplessly: "Baiyi is limited by the situation and terrain, and lost three cities in a row without any barriers. Once the Japanese invaders, it will be difficult to keep... ..."

"This……"

"Hey……"

"what!!!"

After sighs one after another, everyone fell silent suddenly, their faces were full of solemnity, they looked at the parchment on the table, trying to find some hope.

A voice came-

"Commander, a strange thing happened under the moat at the gate of the city."

"What's the matter? Let's listen to it." He was calm and calm, his eyes were on the map, and he never shifted.

Lao Zha knelt down and said sincerely: "Commander, a wooden fish appeared in the river. The little ones salvaged it and said that they wanted the Commander to personally open it."

Wooden fish? !dear?

"What are the characteristics of that fish?"

Laozha tried hard to recall, "The wooden fish is simple, but there are cherry blossoms carved on the tail of the fish. It feels smooth to the touch."

Cherry blossoms?Is it Yushu? !

"Where is the thing? Send it quickly!"

The generals looked at him curiously, usually cold and arrogant, but now it's just a wooden fish that makes him so eager, it's not his doing.Could it be...

All eyes looked at Zhao Yifeng.

"What are you doing looking at me? That...that... look at the picture." He coughed twice, covered his expression, and tried to change the subject.

Dan Hanyi smiled leisurely: "Could it be that the boss is destined to be a peach blossom, and a girl will pass the letter thousands of miles away?"

Mo Yun narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhao Yifeng, "Son, is it a girl? I've been single for so long, and I still don't know what she looks like?"

Ximen Ritian: "Haha, girl. I haven't seen you for a long time..."

Zhao Yifeng smiled lightly, and let the group of generals tease him without saying a word.

After receiving the wooden fish, the young man couldn't hide the joy and excitement in his eyes, but it was hard to show it easily because everyone was present.

Familiar cherry blossom style, exquisite carving pattern, wooden fish seal with wax, it looks like it has experienced the vicissitudes of thousands of mountains and rivers.

Pry open the body of the fish, and the cloth comes into your eyes.

Sakura paper, ink pen book.

The words are powerful, starting from the beginning and turning to the end, and the force penetrates the back of the paper.

Words are like a person, arrogant and unyielding.

There is only one sentence on the silk cloth——

"How can you say that you have no clothes, and you share the same robe with your son?"

Do you say that you have no clothes, and you are in the same robe as your son?

Yushu, Yushu is coming...

The silk cloth in his hand trembled a little, was he overjoyed?

Looking at the surprised, scrutinized, weird, and puzzled expressions of the crowd, he lowered his head and looked at the broken crimson on the table.

For a long time, his tone was hearty, cadenced and domineering: "The city of Baiyi can be saved! This commander swears it here!"

"Ah? Didn't you say you can't keep it?"

"Didn't you say it was difficult?" How did it change so quickly?

"Coach, you're playing tricks on us, don't you mean that there is little hope?"

"Ge Lao Tzu, I can't keep Lao Tzu from killing me! But, is there really a rescue?"

"Did the imperial court care about me and send someone to help?"

Looking at the unbelievable expressions of the crowd, and hearing the eagerness to rekindle hope in their words, Zhao Yifeng coughed in embarrassment.

"Everyone, don't get excited. Tianqing's soldiers and horses are scattered, and now they have supported 20. There are no more soldiers and horses for us to drive. No one will come to help!"

"Then why do you say Baiyi City is safe?" Dongfang Buyu retorted.

Seeing everyone's different expressions, the young man tightened the moon-white silk cloth in his hand, and said leisurely: "He is not a member of the court, but he is better than a member of the court. With him, a hundred cities can be protected! He alone can block half the city Smoke and sand!

Zhang Dakeng was curious: "Who is he?"

Zhao Yifeng pretended to be mysterious: "'Mysterious Man'! I just need to wait for his arrival!"

Looking at Zhao Yifeng's determined expression, everyone seemed to see hope again.

Everyone is looking forward to what Zhao Yi said, who is better than the imperial army, will be able to break through the crisis of Baiyi and save the world from danger.

The cherry red is luxuriant and can be sent thousands of miles away, and the fish pass the ruler and the clothes are the same as the king's.

Looking at the moon-white cloth in his hand, the boy's eyes were full of affection.

You agreed to wait for me to come back to be your eyes, why did you miss the appointment?

If you win the king, Zhao Yifeng will have no regrets in this life.

But if you are pure white, how can you come to this bloody and desolate place?

After all, you are tired...