The Prime Minister has something to do

Bending slightly, whispered in his ear: "I was too irritable just now, I'm sorry..."

He Houhan was struggling with lust, looked sideways at Jiang Sheng, for some reason, his body acted before his brain, nodded slightly and kissed Jiang Sheng lightly on the side of his face.

Jiang Sheng raised his head abruptly, with a dazed expression, and He Houhan seemed to be stunned for a moment, the two looked at each other for a long time, Jiang Sheng's eyes suddenly turned red, then he lowered his head and bit He Houhan's lips fiercely, his lower body became more and more violent Rhythm up.

The bitter cold outside the tent seems to be isolated from this beautiful world, and it can't soak up the enthusiasm at this time.

He Houhan was dragged into the ups and downs of sensual pleasure again, forgetting the scene just now that he couldn't help himself.

What's wrong with the prime minister (full)

"...The climate in Shizhou is dry. I don't know if there will be a chance for heavy rain. The apprentice and the senior brother are at a loss now. I respectfully ask the master to give some advice." He Houhan paused his pen and ink, raised his head and asked: "Senior brother, see if there is anything else that needs to be written ?”

Rong Jialu reached out to take the letter paper, read it again, and said: "It's all right." After saying that, he put the letter into the purple bamboo tube, took the wax and sealed it carefully.

He Houhan thought for a while, and asked, "Is that eagle pigeon raised by senior brother still alive?"

Rong Jialu's expression darkened, and he said: "He died a few years ago." After a pause, he said: "I'm old, I'm old."

He Houhan couldn't help sighing: "Brother picked up that bird back then, it was still a fluffy baby."

Rong Jialu shook his head, showing a thoughtful smile, and continued: "It has always been healthy, and it has left a nest of chicks."

He Houhan said pleasantly: "Senior brother, why didn't you tell me earlier!"

Rong Jialu stood up with a smile, and said, "It's a pity that I only domesticated one. I asked my master to help me tame it a few years ago."

He Houhan followed him and got up, earnestly said: "I'll go with senior brother to have a look."

Seeing his expectant look, Rong Jialu said helplessly, "You always treat it as a plaything."

He Houhan shook his head thoughtfully, and said, "I love them." He looked quite childish at this time, as if the invisible mask on his body had disappeared.

Rong Jialu's expression naturally showed a bit of indulgence, and he laughed it off.

The two left the tent just like that, and happened to meet Jiang Sheng coming over.

He Houhan said hello first: "Young Master Jiang."

Jiang Sheng nodded, with a smile on his face, "General Rong, the military governor."

After a few people greeted each other, they passed each other and went about their business.

He Houhan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time felt a little guilty that he only concealed Rong Jialu.

Rong Jialu looked him up and asked, "Why are you a little uneasy?"

He Houhan was startled, quickly suppressed the thoughts in his heart, shook his head and said, "It's nothing." Then he smiled slightly, and urged Rong Jialu to leave quickly.

When the two of them disappeared, the smile on Jiang Sheng's face faded a little bit, and for some reason, he looked a little lost.

The spring day at the border came late, but the temperature seemed to rise all of a sudden. Walking outside, the biting cold turned into a hot wind overnight, and He Houhan couldn't help being amazed.

On this day, He Houhan finally received a reply letter from Master Qingshan.

He Houhan read it over and over twice, then raised his head and asked Rong Jialu, "This... other than resigning to fate, what is a weapon of strange power and chaos?"

Rong Jialu was also at a loss, smiled wryly, and said, "There are two key words separately, one is strange power and chaos, and the other is weapon...?"

He Houhan thought hesitantly.

The two were relatively speechless.

That night.

He Houhan flipped through the books casually, a mess of thoughts swirled in his mind, as if he had an idea but couldn't grasp it at all.

The curtain was lifted suddenly, and Jiang Sheng got in with a smile.

He Houhan glanced up at him, and turned another page of the book without saying a word.

Jiang Sheng sat next to him, stared at him for a while, and asked slowly: "Is Rui Sheng troubled? Tell me, let me think of a way for you?"

He Houhan's mind was a little confused, so he simply put down the book in his hand, and said in a teasing tone, "You have the ability of thunder and lightning?"

Jiang Sheng's expression remained unchanged, and he said with a smile: "I don't have the ability of a fairy, but I can take you to Wushan Yunyu."

He Houhan raised his head to look at him with a smile that was not a smile, but his tone was a bit subtle, "You are very proud..."

Jiang Sheng winked very much, and immediately stopped making fun of him, stretched out his arms to hug him stickyly, thought for a moment, and said, "Could Ruisheng want to pray for rain?"

He Houhan couldn't help secretly praising Jiang Sheng for his shrewd mind, who could guess the general idea with just a casual sentence.He broke away from Jiang Sheng's embrace, stood up and walked a few steps, took down the sheepskin map on the shelf, spread it out on the table, stared at it for a moment, slid his fingers back and forth on several lines, and finally tapped on a shadow and said: "I want this swamp to be filled with rainwater to form a lake." After a pause, he couldn't help but sighed helplessly: "It's too difficult in Shizhou to have heavy rain, torrential rain."

Jiang Sheng listened, but shook his head and said: "Manpower wins the sky. Although the weather is unpredictable, since ancient times, there have been examples of praying for rain and borrowing wind, diverting water to open mountains, changing the pattern of the sky, and the direction of Fengshui. If Ruisheng, you... why don't you try Do you want to delve into metaphysics?" He said it seriously, but it sounded convincing.

He Houhan thought for a while, and could only treat the dead horse as a living horse doctor, and sighed: "I don't have any good ideas. Since I don't have any official duties during the day, it's okay to try what you said."

Jiang Sheng smiled and kissed him on the face again.

The cowhide tent is insulated from the cold and heat, and it is cooler than the outside at this time. He Houhan has long been used to Jiang Sheng's demands from time to time, so Jiang Sheng took off his coat half-heartedly.

"Dang" sounded.

He Houhan lowered his head and saw that it turned out to be a bronze bell, faintly reflecting the golden-red color under the dim candlelight in the tent.

Jiang Sheng also noticed it, he stopped his movements, bent down to pick it up, a honey-like smile appeared on his face, and said: "This is not the 'Hufeng' bell I sent you." Said: "I didn't expect you to be with me all the time."

He Houhan snorted shortly, stretched out his hand to take the bell, and said: "The bell is engraved with the ritual words of the opening of the Shun Dynasty, so I like it naturally." When he said this, he stopped suddenly, his eyes lit up. , yanked Jiang Sheng over, and asked: "I remember... you said that the bell 'could blow the wind from the ground', didn't you?"

Jiang Sheng was taken aback for a moment, first nodded and then immediately realized, asking: "You mean..."

He Houhan frowned slightly, but still said: "The copper whistle called 'Rain Caller' is opposite..."

For some reason, Jiang Sheng suddenly laughed, and said, "I told you that at the time, but you still sneered."

He Houhan ignored him, and said to himself: "These two things are indeed exquisite and wonderful, and the craftsmanship is extraordinary, maybe they can be regarded as the word 'weird power and chaos'." He raised his head and said to Jiang Sheng: "Your copper whistle can carry By your side?"

Jiang Sheng kissed the corner of his lips affectionately before saying: "Naturally." After speaking, he said consciously: "I'll go get it from you here."

The two of them looked at the two delicate things on the table with the candlelight, and after thinking about it for a long time, they couldn't find anything weird.

He Houhan couldn't help it, feeling drowsy, so he had no choice but to say: "Forget it, I went to the doctor in a hurry." As he said this, he put away the pair of copper whistles and bells, thinking that he would write He wrote a letter to ask his master, and said, "Lend me this copper whistle first."

Naturally, Jiang Sheng would not refuse, and only told: "This is a token of love between you and me, please remember to return it to me."

He Houhan frowned, but did not answer.

Jiang Sheng didn't mind at all, and smiled and leaned forward to tease him.

After a while, the heavy tent sank into the boundless night.

The battle gradually intensified during several collisions, and there was a tendency to intensify. It seemed that both sides had reached their limit, and the battle was only imminent.

What people didn't expect was that at this critical juncture, He Houhan failed to wait for the reply from his master Master Qingshan that he had been waiting for, but two people came.

He Houhan personally sent Master Qingshan and Ge Changtian to settle in the tent, and then turned to look for Rong Jialu.

Yan Hai didn't know the relationship between the visitor and He Houhan, so he couldn't help but wonder who could make someone with the identity of the warlord stand on his back with a respectful attitude.However, he didn't ask too many questions, and just followed He Houhan towards the main tent.

After eating dinner that day, Master Qingshan didn't say much, stretched out his hand, and asked directly: "Bring me to see?"

He Houhan immediately handed over the wooden box, and the eyes of several people instantly focused on one.

When Rong Jialu saw Master Qingshan holding the bell and observing carefully, he couldn't help showing hope in his eyes.

Master Qingshan checked it again, then handed it to Ge Changtian who was beside him, and asked, "Take a look, are there any tiny organs?"

Ge Changtian's appearance at this time was no longer as scary as He Houhan's appearance when he first met him, he looked like just a thin and gloomy little old man.

Ge Changtian's fingers were extremely nimble, and he groped several times in a row with an astonishing ingenuity. Suddenly, he narrowed his eyes and pinched his index and middle fingers—only to see that pair of copper whistles and copper bells were connected together!

He Houhan was shocked, he didn't see how the little thing changed at all, it just fit together so naturally, as if it was born with this shape.

Master Qingshan couldn't hide his excitement, and suddenly clapped his hands and laughed: "Ha, I never thought that I would meet such a treasure in my lifetime!"

He Houhan hurriedly asked: "Does this really have a magical effect?"

Master Qingshan didn't answer, and stretched out his hand to hold the changed copper whistle. It was connected with the copper bell, and its shape looked like a Taoist soul-calling bell, but it was much more delicate and smaller.

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