[Rebirth] The lord wants a minister to die

The coppery moon broke through the thick stratus clouds and cast a cool, faint light.There is a faint smog floating in the air of the dense forest, making the sight distance at night even worse.

The Mighty General is no stranger to the land of Yulong Mountain, but at this moment he has a little fear of the land.Atole's soldiers have been lying in ambush here for a day and two nights. The mighty general feels an invisible and densely woven net pressing down bit by bit. Every minute and every second is extremely difficult, because he doesn't know whether the next moment will come. Hooves can be heard.

Han Guangyi was a formidable opponent. Although Atole was in ambush first, if the two sides really fought each other, the battle would definitely be bloody.

But as long as he can be captured, Atole will be able to overcome the current difficulties facing him safely.Make or break it.

The moon is gradually setting, and the golden-rimmed sun rises slowly from the east, breaking through the dawn and dispelling the morning fog in the forest.

Another night.

The handover was originally agreed, but the people from Yasukuni have not arrived yet.Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.The immobility of the ambush for the past three days has gradually weakened the morale of the soldiers.

The sentry man quietly got up from the ground, greeted the person beside him, and wanted to relieve himself.He tried his best to avoid making noises and was alert to his surroundings, but when he had just entered the grass, his neck suddenly felt cold, and a knife was already on his neck.

He looked down, and there was a small hole missing on the tip of Leng Sen's knife, the tip was like a hook, and there were tiger stripes on the blade.

"Tiger...!" He only yelled out one word, his throat could no longer make a sound.

He fell to the ground with a muffled sound, staring at the person who came.To the end of his life, he never imagined that it was not the army of Yasukuni who had been waiting for nearly three days, but the Tiger Head Division of Wuhuyan, the main clan.

The tiger-headed divisions are Wu Huyan's elite divisions, all of them are burly and majestic, with tiger-head-shaped shoulder armor and helmets.Afterwards, they followed a soldier from the Tiger Head Division. The two looked at each other and nodded, and they had already dealt with the two sentry soldiers.

The two shuttled back to the forest together, and the tiger head division's large army was actually followed by Tie Xiaoqi from Jingguo, led by Yang Yingzhao.

Yang Ying waved her hand to hold a big flag, the dragon pattern on the flag overflowed with faint golden light, she raised the big flag, the top of the flagpole was a sharp iron blade, pointing directly at the sky.With a wave of the banner, the Tiger Head Division rushed into the dense forest like swift tigers, followed by Tie Xiaoqi.

The Hutou Division outflanked in two ways, and Tie Xiaoqi went straight in with his sword.The dust was flying, and Tiger Head Master and Atole fought together. Yang Yingzhao's eyes were cold and beautiful, and the horse didn't stop. She bent her bow and set an arrow.

Abandoning the bow and picking the gun, Yang Ying beckoned the spear in his hand to join in the battle with cruel killing.

Yuping is in Guanshuai's tent.

Ning Jin took off the flag standing on the map and stroked out the word "Atole" with his brush, a smile gradually appeared in his eyes.

"Lord Hou, Mr. Zhao Tingxun has returned to the camp."

Ning Jin didn't look up: "Sir, please come in."

Zhao Tingxun is a guest of Wei Yuanhou's mansion, but he usually doesn't make any generous speeches, and he doesn't deal with Ning Jin very often, so in the eyes of others, he is just working in the recruiting hall.

But before this expedition, He Zhan held Ning Jin's hand and recommended him to him.

"The lord trusts the minister once, and does what the minister says, okay?"

He Zhan turned Ning Jin's hand over and wrote two words in his palm with his fingers - Lian Sheng.Ning Jin lowered his eyes and held his breath lightly.

On the day Lian Sheng came to the mansion, Ning Jin sent someone to check the details of Lian Sheng, but they couldn't find anything.This person seemed to appear out of nowhere, so abnormal that there must be tricks, but the third uncle couldn't help liking Liansheng, and Ning Jin couldn't figure out the origin of this person for a while, so it was difficult to attack him, so he could only be on guard again and again.

But he didn't expect He Zhan to be vigilant.

"This battle plan should be passed on to Han Guangyi in time in secret, and he will lead the troops." He Zhan walked to the window, watching the window vigilantly.

Ning Jin replied in a steady voice: "Good way. I'll go and order now."

The black shadow outside the window flashed past in a hurry, if you didn't observe carefully, you would not be able to see it.

He Zhan raised his eyebrows, Shi Shiran walked back and poured tea for himself.Ning Jin pulled him to the inner room, He Zhan just felt that something was wrong, the man pressed over, his lips were hot like a burning flame.

"Third Uncle already knew?"

He Zhan replied honestly: "Yes. He belongs to Xie Jinghong. He looks young, but he is actually in his 20s. He is probably older than you."

"So, uncle was using him to tease Gu before?" His fingers slid up He Zhan's neck, stroking his lips, "Good-looking? Pleasing to the eye?"

He Zhan resolutely denied it: "I didn't know how to explain it to my lord for a while, so I made such a bad plan. You can't just say that this person is a little spy, right? And...he is really good-looking."

Ning Jin: "...Uncle, are you sure you want to make Gu angry?"

He Zhan raised his hands in surrender: "I dare not. Never dare."

Seeing his cunning appearance, Ning Jin had no choice but to let him go and lead him to sit by the bed.Ning Jin asked: "So, what does Uncle want to do?"

"He sent a false message. It's very easy to crack it, as long as we don't set up an ambush. However, what I want to do most is to win over the Wuhuyan tribe, and send someone to go there while Atole is struggling to deal with Yasukuni. Even if the Wuhuyan tribe is not able to get Wuhuyan's help as a lobbyist, it would be a great deal if they are not allowed to intervene."

Ning Jin straightened his expression: "You are not allowed to go again."

He Zhan smiled: "I don't have that ability. I want to recommend someone to the lord. This person is very talented. It would be best to be a lobbyist."

"Who?"

"Recruitment Hall, Zhao Tingxun."

After the Marquis of Weiyuan's mansion set up the recruiting hall, the diners gathered, more than a hundred people gathered in a short period of time.There are many people with great ambitions in the book, and the theory of governing the country and the world comes out one after another, criticizing the current disadvantages, and eloquently.Only Zhao Tingxun said, "There is nothing to say before the world has come", and he ate fish and meat in the recruiting hall for several months.

But it was such a person who went to Wuhuyan's main clan to lobby. It only took one day. No disrespect to Yasukuni.

At the same time, the eldest son also brought the tiger head division to assist Yasukuni in suppressing Atole's rebellion.

Yes, Dae Se Ja used the word "rebellion".

Ning Jin didn't know what kind of eloquence Zhang Tingxun had that could make Wu Huyan believe that Atole was rebelling this time.

But in any case, the establishment of this person made a great contribution.

Zhang Tingxun didn't shy away from Ning Jin when he entered the tent, he just sat there and took off his boots, pouring out the sand inside.

Ning Jin said: "This time I have Mr. Lao."

Zhang Tingxun put on his shoes, but his face was still not very happy: "Does this mean that I have made a great contribution?"

"of course."

"Then can I ask Lord Hou for a bowl of sour plum soup?"

Ning Jin: "... Sir, just want a bowl of sour plum soup?"

"He Zhan used the aggressive method in order to send me down. I don't like this kind of thing the most. He said that only if I can do the job, can I have the right to drink the sour plum soup that he drank. I want his bowl. !"

Ning Jin: "..."

Sour plum soup, from the north of Tianji Prefecture, ten coins per bowl.

Shi Wen sent celebrities.

News of the great victory ahead was flying all over Tianji Prefecture——Atole's army ambushed in Yulong Mountain was surrounded by Jingguo and Wu Huyan, and the mighty general's head was beheaded and hung at Yuping Pass.In this battle, Atole's vitality was severely injured, and he had no choice but to declare his surrender, merged into the main clan Wuhuyan, and surrendered to the suzerain country.

The battle ended with Yasukuni successfully suppressing the border.

The news spread to Marquis Weiyuan's mansion, and the whole mansion was overjoyed, the housekeeper ordered the mansion to be cleaned again, waiting for Marquis Weiyuan's triumphant return.

He Zhan yawned after hearing this, not paying much attention, and took his servants to play marbles all night.When it was completely dark, He Zhan dismissed his servants, went to take a bath by himself, and slept leisurely.

Liansheng came in and cleaned up the agate beads scattered all over the floor in He Zhannan Pavilion.

He Zhan is probably the only one who can use agate as a marble in Tianji Prefecture.Lian Sheng never imagined that under Wei Yuanhou's nose, he would dare to be so indulgent. The hateful thing is that Wei Yuanhou didn't take it to heart at all, and let him play like this.

When He Zhan came back from the bath, he saw Lian Sheng sitting on the steps holding an agate waiting for him.

He Zhan's eyelids were heavy, and he glanced at him lazily: "I've rewarded you, take it and leave. I'm very tired." He Zhan swayed to the bed and shouted to Lian Sheng: "Take it to the door."

The door creaked shut, followed by the sound of beads falling into the wooden box.He Zhan opened his eyes halfway suspiciously, and saw Lian Sheng walking around the screen and walking to his side of the bed.

He Zhan asked: "What's wrong?"

Lian Sheng half-kneeled by the bed, with watery eyes, asked: "Is your lord unable to do without him?"

It's good that Lian Sheng doesn't mention it, but when He Zhan mentions it, he really misses Ning Jin a bit.He Zhan sat up halfway, leaned against the head of the bed, and said, "Yes. I can't live without it."

"why?"

"Because... happy. Happier than a god." He spoke in a rough tone.

Tears welled up in Lian Sheng's eyes: "Slaves can also make adults happy."

The tears really came right away.Lian Sheng bit her lip, with a look of pity I saw, and slowly moved her small hand to He Zhan's inner thigh: "Kebahuye once said... slavery made him feel like a soul-devouring man. My lord...do you think so?" want…"

He Zhan grabbed Lian Sheng's hand, lowered his eyes sarcastically: "Lian Sheng, enough is enough."

"Is it not good with me? Am I not as good as him...? Or am I not as good as him?" Lian Sheng grabbed He Zhan's sleeve and begged in a low voice, "My lord, come with me, isn't it good?"

He Zhan rolled his eyes helplessly, leaned back against the head of the bed, and said, "Liansheng, I just want to ask..."

"You say."

"Did you stay with Xie Jinghong for a long time, and you have an illusion that everyone in the world will like me and obey me? Where does this confidence come from?"

Lian Sheng's soft little hands froze suddenly.

After a while, Lian Sheng raised his head, but his eyes had completely changed, and he couldn't find any smile when he bent his eyes: "The young master already knew?"

"Talk about your own life experience so miserable, but at least you hide your hands. Look at your pretty little hands. But you pay so much attention to your face, you shouldn't be willing to ruin such hands, right?"

"Lian Sheng also wants the young master to like me..." Lian Sheng said, "Doesn't the young master like me too? If Wei Yuanhou can give you the taste, Lian Sheng can also, Lian Sheng will be better than him."

He Zhan really wanted to scold—the brain is sick!

"...You're not Ning Jin, you can't give it."

Suddenly, a knife slipped out of Lian Sheng's sleeve, and it suddenly touched He Zhan's neck.He turned over and sat on He Zhan's waist, staring at a pair of beautiful eyes: "Didn't he approach you like this before? What did I do wrong?"

He Zhan replied calmly: "He will not hold a knife to my neck."

"That's the young master's disobedience! Why don't you go back to the suzerain?"

He Zhan: "You say I'm disobedient, and you still ask why." He Zhan pointed to his head, quite mockingly.He added: "And you can't go back either."

"What do you mean?"

"You really never thought about why I left you in the mansion?" He Zhan said, "If you hadn't given you the opportunity to get in touch with Xie Jinghong's people frequently, how could I have buried him in the secret place of Tianji Mansion City?" Pull out the piles one by one?"

He Zhan narrowed his eyes: "All his chess pieces were destroyed. Lian Sheng, do you think Xie Jinghong, who is so ruthless, will kill you?"

Lian Sheng had never seen He Zhan with such an expression. At this moment, he even felt that He Zhan was more terrifying than Ning Jin.

The hand holding the knife trembled slightly, but this time, He Zhan avoided the dagger in his hand while holding the blade, and then slid up to hold the handle of the dagger, not caring that the blade scratched his palm at all.

Lian Sheng didn't expect He Zhan to take the knife in such a way.The cold blade pierced his heart so fast that he couldn't feel the pain for a while, until the blade started to stir and pushed deeper and deeper, then he cried out in surprise, his voice was no longer that of a child.

He pushed He Zhan away violently, blood flew down and splashed on He Zhan's face.

Covering the bleeding heart on his face, he looked at He Zhan in horror, only to see that the man's former gentle brilliance was gone.

With a dangerous smile on his face, He Zhan licked the blood from his lips: "If it wasn't because Ning Jin's enthronement ceremony is coming soon, and you have to refrain from killing, you should have died as early as when I cleared up the hidden piles. But How come you are so ignorant of death?"

"You...have always been...fake...you lied..."

Before he could finish this sentence, he fell headfirst on He Zhan's lap, and took his last breath.

He Zhan was stunned for a while, then stroked Lian Sheng's staring eyes, and put on his old habitual smile, with a gentle look: "I'm not the only one who lied to you? Lian Sheng."

He Zhan pushed Lian Sheng's body off the bed and went to wash his bloody face.While wrapping his injured hand with gauze, he walked out of Nangezi.In the dark night, he looked at the dense osmanthus trees in front of the South Pavilion and said, "Thank you, go and clean it up. Clean it up."

Two shadow guards emerged from the shadow of the tree, both of them knelt in front of He Zhan, nodded silently, and swam into Nangezi like shadows.The shadow guards don't need to speak, they don't need to have any questions, they just need to follow orders.

He Zhan leaned half against the door frame, stared at Yuegui for a long time, and then asked, "When will you come back?"

I thought that Ning Jin's triumphant return home would have to be postponed for three or four days, but I didn't expect that the next night, when He Zhan was spreading a big cake on the bed and couldn't sleep because of tossing and turning, Ning Jin would appear on his bed like a ghost side.

He Zhan was shocked: "Who!"

"Besides Gu, is there anyone else?" Ning Jin's armor was still on, and the iron-cold breast-guard touched He Zhan's forehead, and his whole body had already fallen into Ning Jin's arms.Ning Jin lay on the outside, trying not to let his armor touch He Zhan, but couldn't help but hug him tightly.

"Lonely miss uncle."

He Zhan smiled happily, and regardless of the cold armor between the two, he reached out and hugged Ning Jin: "Atole solved it?"

"Zhao Tingxun is a talent."

"It's good to be back. Last time you said you wanted to listen to an opera, I specially invited a few opera troupes to your residence, but they all sounded out of place, not very pleasant to listen to."

Ning Jin's heart felt hot, he didn't expect He Zhan to really take this matter to heart.He took off the armor on his body, and fell asleep with He Zhan: "Gu just wants to listen to the opera with my third uncle. No matter how ridiculous the singing is, Gu doesn't care."

He Zhan wanted to reach out and touch Ning Jin's face, but he remembered the injury on his hand, so he stopped.He said: "Go to bed quickly. People from the recruitment center will come to worship tomorrow, and you will be busy."

When it came to the recruiting office, Ning Jin asked: "Mr. Zhao was recommended by my uncle, what do uncle think Gu should reward him?"

"I don't have any ideas, just keep it in mind and talk about it later when I have a chance. Mr. Zhao is not a greedy person."

Ning Jin lowered his head and licked He Zhan's lips, sucked it in his mouth, and said, "Okay."