Suo Jinling
Chapter 100
The kumiss in the tent was left to cool for too long, forming a layer of cream, and the grapes were all rotten in the fruit bowl, exuding a rotten smell.
The knives and guns were inserted into the sheaths in a row, the tip of the blade was cold and the remaining snow was exposed, and the outer skin of Wujin's arrow bone fell off and fell askew on the ground.
Lan Xinhong crossed his hands and sat silently in the tent. Outside the tent, the cold wind howled, and the snow and frost came rushing in. The coolness came from outside the tent, and he climbed up to hold his ankles.
He didn't know how long he sat in silence, the cold frost condensed on his eyelashes, the night thick as ink flowed in, condensed into a dark gray shadow, and firmly covered the feet.
There was a rustling outside, a slender figure slipped into the curtain, the beauty came in lightly, sat beside Lan Xinhong, with half of her body resting on Lan Xinhong's knee, she didn't say a word for a long time.
Lan Xinhong stretched out his hand, and caressed the beauty one after another, his big rough palm covered with calluses brushed over the beauty's shoulder.
A moment later, he pulled the beauty up from the ground and pressed it heavily on his knees. He leaned forward and pressed his forehead against the beauty's chest, like a child longing for his mother, looking forward to the beauty's touch.
The beauty stroked Lan Xin's stubble, gathered the short hair in the palm of her hand, stroked it from top to bottom, and turned it from frizzy to smooth.
"Father is afraid of me," Lan Xinhong said, "Lan Jingming's bones are gone, and Landur died on Qiongcang Mountain. Never let me go."
The beauty sighed softly, and hugged Lan Xinhong even tighter, and the warm body fragrance flowed out, melting the cold arrow bone.
"He made us kill each other, saying that I'm hard to become a great weapon," Lan Xinhong trembled, his teeth rattling, "He has been infested by Gu insects for too long, and Da Luo Immortal can't save him. He said that I am too embarrassing." Yes, if there is another candidate in mind, he will definitely...be buried with me before he dies."
The tip of Lan Xinhong's nose trembled, squeezed into the beauty's chest, peeled|opened her skirt, panting heavily, he was drowning in the softness, his breath was filled with the smell of milk, his beard rubbed against the soft skin, turning into a watery red.
The beauty didn't cry out in pain, she just silently comforted the person in her arms, rubbing ears with him, whispering something in a low voice.
"You're right, the current situation has come to an end, if we look forward and backward again, it will be too late," Lan Xinhong panted heavily, "But if I send someone to go to the peace talks, they will inevitably be afraid of them. Now the walls around me have ears, and everyone knows each other I don't know his intentions, if the wind accidentally leaks out, you and I will also be in danger. Don't look at that child Chen Jing who is showing off his might. Everyone in the Liang Kingdom is fighting openly and secretly, hiding their swords in their smiles. If we hadn't repeatedly invaded, the Liang Kingdom would have been at peace since then, and they What is the use of this general's mansion? Sooner or later, it will become a fish on the chopping board, lying there and being slaughtered!"
Lan Xinhong gritted his teeth, wrapped his arms around the beauty's back, and tightened them forward suddenly, rubbing his palms up and down, almost blazing.
"Gele is right, but why does Gele have to do it himself?" the beauty rubbed Lan Xinhong's shoulders, whispered softly, "Before you fought against that Chen Jing child on the battlefield, I heard you say when you came back, he Every time he must say that he wants Lanchi Aguda to pay his debts in blood. It is rumored that his father was killed by the Khan. "
Lan Xinhong's mind was shaken, his mind buzzed endlessly, he raised his head and stared at the beauty.
The beauty's cheeks are like morning dew, her skin is like fat, and her gestures are bright and charming. Even after giving birth to a few dolls, she still smiles like a flower and does not stain the world.
Lan Xinhong clenched his fists and secretly made up his mind.
For her, for the counting son, for the righteous brother, for the soldiers who followed him through life and death, for these little Gele who served as his attendant and regarded him as a big brother.
He will seize power and protect them well.
Silent all night.
The next day, when the sun was bright, Lan Jingming woke up with a lighter headache, not as severe as before. Now he is not afraid of getting hurt, the blood on his body heals up in a flash, and the scratches heal the next day, even if a huge blood hole is poked out on his body by a sharp weapon, It also scabs over after two days.
He didn't know where he was, he could only see the military tent above his head, this military tent was taller than Lanchi Aguda's main tent, thick and airtight, not even the cold could get in.
A few braziers were placed in the corner of the tent, which made the tent feel like hot summer, and the neck was covered with hot sweat.
This is where?
Hmm... Maybe it's Ah Jing's military account.
It turned out that Ah Jing's army tents used to march and fight in the past.
Lan Jingming picked up his clothes to have a look, his body was washed clean, his outer robes were replaced with new ones, and there was a fragrance of saponins.
He racked his brains to think, yesterday when the army was resting, he sneaked into the wine cellar in a nearby village to drink. Now he can be said to be drunk for a thousand cups, and the ordinary wine jar can't help him at all. He wiped out the aged apricot blossoms in the wine cellar I didn't know how much I drank, I went to Chen Jing in a daze, I didn't know if I found it, I felt hot and cold in a trance, and I heard A Jing whispering something in my ear, but I didn't remember a word clearly .
Lan Jingming rubbed his scalp, shook his neck lightly, got up staggeringly, took two steps staggeringly, and fell to the ground with a thud.
He sat up and felt around his body, not knowing which of his tendons had been put wrongly, his back seemed to be crushed by several horses, and he was so sore that he couldn't straighten up.
hateful.
Lan Jingming was trapped in the cloth and was so entangled that he couldn't move. He retreated and didn't bother to get up. He half-kneeled and looked at the sand table. The wooden figurines on the sand table were all polished smooth. Human heads are broken.
He picked up the villain's chassis and moved it a few times on the sand table. Right now, his own life and death in Beiyi are in doubt. Randul died at the foot of the mountain, and the only person left who can be used is Lan Xinhong, who cannot be supported by the mud , There is also a group of pointing and hitting, little Gellers like headless flies.
What decision will Lanchi Aguda make, and what choice will Lan Xinhong make?
Lan Jingming thought about it carefully, and always felt that Lan Xinhong had become less and less pushy in recent years. Anything that could be rewarded for meritorious service was left to others to do, but Lan Duer was competitive in everything and won the prize. Lanchi Aguda loves it, and he shows off his power in Beiyi, and is in the limelight for a while.
Now that Lan Xinhong is in his prime, there is no one in Beiyi who can use him. If Lan Chiaguda is still alive, will Lan Xinhong be willing to submit to others and be a nominal Dagele for the rest of his life?
Lan Jingming folded his fingers, resting his chin next to the sand table, his mouth was dry thinking about it, and when he saw a dried pear next to him, he took it over and creaked it, and took a few bites to clean it.
Chen Jing came in with a three-tiered food box, and when he looked up, he saw Lan Jingming stuffed with food on his cheeks like a squirrel, and his sacs were bulging and moving. He was startled when he came in, worried that he would be caught, and slapped his chest fiercely. Rolling his eyes, he almost choked up his breath.
"There is no long blanket on the ground, why did you run around barefoot?" Chen Jing stepped forward without saying a word, raised his arms and lowered him, and carried him back to the couch on his shoulders. "Lizi is cold, just woke up. Come and eat."
Lan Jingming hummed dissatisfied, bounced his legs back and forth, turned his back to Chen Jing, and spit out two strings of bubbles.
Chen Jing couldn't laugh or cry, opened the food box and brought out hot porridge and side dishes, scattered on the table: "Outside is the wilderness and mountains, it's not easy to find ingredients, let's see if there is anything you like."
Lan Jingming was not interested in anything else, but had a special liking for the almond tofu and purple sweet potato biscuits on the table. These two tasted sweet and thick and delicious, and he choked on a lot of them, and the corners of his lips were stained with milk.
Chen Jing looked uncomfortable, and couldn't help stretching out his hand, wiped off the milk stain, put it on the tip of his tongue and licked it, and Tian stared at him immediately, pinching his throat and coughing non-stop.
"Is it so unpalatable?" Lan Jingming choked on a big mouthful of tofu and hummed contentedly, "You don't want to leave it all to me."
His appetite is much better now than before. He used to drink a bowl of porridge for two days, but now he can't even eat before meals.
After eating such a big piece, Lan Jingming stroked his chubby belly, and finally remembered the business: "Ah Jing, if the army breaks out of the camp today and encounters Lan Xinhong's soldiers, don't act rashly."
"Why?"
"I have a hunch that Lan Xinhong has ulterior motives this time," Lan Jingming said, "He will lure us to Lanchi Aguda, and when we lose both sides in the fight with Lanchi Aguda, he will lead the troops out and sit back. Fisherman's profit."
The knives and guns were inserted into the sheaths in a row, the tip of the blade was cold and the remaining snow was exposed, and the outer skin of Wujin's arrow bone fell off and fell askew on the ground.
Lan Xinhong crossed his hands and sat silently in the tent. Outside the tent, the cold wind howled, and the snow and frost came rushing in. The coolness came from outside the tent, and he climbed up to hold his ankles.
He didn't know how long he sat in silence, the cold frost condensed on his eyelashes, the night thick as ink flowed in, condensed into a dark gray shadow, and firmly covered the feet.
There was a rustling outside, a slender figure slipped into the curtain, the beauty came in lightly, sat beside Lan Xinhong, with half of her body resting on Lan Xinhong's knee, she didn't say a word for a long time.
Lan Xinhong stretched out his hand, and caressed the beauty one after another, his big rough palm covered with calluses brushed over the beauty's shoulder.
A moment later, he pulled the beauty up from the ground and pressed it heavily on his knees. He leaned forward and pressed his forehead against the beauty's chest, like a child longing for his mother, looking forward to the beauty's touch.
The beauty stroked Lan Xin's stubble, gathered the short hair in the palm of her hand, stroked it from top to bottom, and turned it from frizzy to smooth.
"Father is afraid of me," Lan Xinhong said, "Lan Jingming's bones are gone, and Landur died on Qiongcang Mountain. Never let me go."
The beauty sighed softly, and hugged Lan Xinhong even tighter, and the warm body fragrance flowed out, melting the cold arrow bone.
"He made us kill each other, saying that I'm hard to become a great weapon," Lan Xinhong trembled, his teeth rattling, "He has been infested by Gu insects for too long, and Da Luo Immortal can't save him. He said that I am too embarrassing." Yes, if there is another candidate in mind, he will definitely...be buried with me before he dies."
The tip of Lan Xinhong's nose trembled, squeezed into the beauty's chest, peeled|opened her skirt, panting heavily, he was drowning in the softness, his breath was filled with the smell of milk, his beard rubbed against the soft skin, turning into a watery red.
The beauty didn't cry out in pain, she just silently comforted the person in her arms, rubbing ears with him, whispering something in a low voice.
"You're right, the current situation has come to an end, if we look forward and backward again, it will be too late," Lan Xinhong panted heavily, "But if I send someone to go to the peace talks, they will inevitably be afraid of them. Now the walls around me have ears, and everyone knows each other I don't know his intentions, if the wind accidentally leaks out, you and I will also be in danger. Don't look at that child Chen Jing who is showing off his might. Everyone in the Liang Kingdom is fighting openly and secretly, hiding their swords in their smiles. If we hadn't repeatedly invaded, the Liang Kingdom would have been at peace since then, and they What is the use of this general's mansion? Sooner or later, it will become a fish on the chopping board, lying there and being slaughtered!"
Lan Xinhong gritted his teeth, wrapped his arms around the beauty's back, and tightened them forward suddenly, rubbing his palms up and down, almost blazing.
"Gele is right, but why does Gele have to do it himself?" the beauty rubbed Lan Xinhong's shoulders, whispered softly, "Before you fought against that Chen Jing child on the battlefield, I heard you say when you came back, he Every time he must say that he wants Lanchi Aguda to pay his debts in blood. It is rumored that his father was killed by the Khan. "
Lan Xinhong's mind was shaken, his mind buzzed endlessly, he raised his head and stared at the beauty.
The beauty's cheeks are like morning dew, her skin is like fat, and her gestures are bright and charming. Even after giving birth to a few dolls, she still smiles like a flower and does not stain the world.
Lan Xinhong clenched his fists and secretly made up his mind.
For her, for the counting son, for the righteous brother, for the soldiers who followed him through life and death, for these little Gele who served as his attendant and regarded him as a big brother.
He will seize power and protect them well.
Silent all night.
The next day, when the sun was bright, Lan Jingming woke up with a lighter headache, not as severe as before. Now he is not afraid of getting hurt, the blood on his body heals up in a flash, and the scratches heal the next day, even if a huge blood hole is poked out on his body by a sharp weapon, It also scabs over after two days.
He didn't know where he was, he could only see the military tent above his head, this military tent was taller than Lanchi Aguda's main tent, thick and airtight, not even the cold could get in.
A few braziers were placed in the corner of the tent, which made the tent feel like hot summer, and the neck was covered with hot sweat.
This is where?
Hmm... Maybe it's Ah Jing's military account.
It turned out that Ah Jing's army tents used to march and fight in the past.
Lan Jingming picked up his clothes to have a look, his body was washed clean, his outer robes were replaced with new ones, and there was a fragrance of saponins.
He racked his brains to think, yesterday when the army was resting, he sneaked into the wine cellar in a nearby village to drink. Now he can be said to be drunk for a thousand cups, and the ordinary wine jar can't help him at all. He wiped out the aged apricot blossoms in the wine cellar I didn't know how much I drank, I went to Chen Jing in a daze, I didn't know if I found it, I felt hot and cold in a trance, and I heard A Jing whispering something in my ear, but I didn't remember a word clearly .
Lan Jingming rubbed his scalp, shook his neck lightly, got up staggeringly, took two steps staggeringly, and fell to the ground with a thud.
He sat up and felt around his body, not knowing which of his tendons had been put wrongly, his back seemed to be crushed by several horses, and he was so sore that he couldn't straighten up.
hateful.
Lan Jingming was trapped in the cloth and was so entangled that he couldn't move. He retreated and didn't bother to get up. He half-kneeled and looked at the sand table. The wooden figurines on the sand table were all polished smooth. Human heads are broken.
He picked up the villain's chassis and moved it a few times on the sand table. Right now, his own life and death in Beiyi are in doubt. Randul died at the foot of the mountain, and the only person left who can be used is Lan Xinhong, who cannot be supported by the mud , There is also a group of pointing and hitting, little Gellers like headless flies.
What decision will Lanchi Aguda make, and what choice will Lan Xinhong make?
Lan Jingming thought about it carefully, and always felt that Lan Xinhong had become less and less pushy in recent years. Anything that could be rewarded for meritorious service was left to others to do, but Lan Duer was competitive in everything and won the prize. Lanchi Aguda loves it, and he shows off his power in Beiyi, and is in the limelight for a while.
Now that Lan Xinhong is in his prime, there is no one in Beiyi who can use him. If Lan Chiaguda is still alive, will Lan Xinhong be willing to submit to others and be a nominal Dagele for the rest of his life?
Lan Jingming folded his fingers, resting his chin next to the sand table, his mouth was dry thinking about it, and when he saw a dried pear next to him, he took it over and creaked it, and took a few bites to clean it.
Chen Jing came in with a three-tiered food box, and when he looked up, he saw Lan Jingming stuffed with food on his cheeks like a squirrel, and his sacs were bulging and moving. He was startled when he came in, worried that he would be caught, and slapped his chest fiercely. Rolling his eyes, he almost choked up his breath.
"There is no long blanket on the ground, why did you run around barefoot?" Chen Jing stepped forward without saying a word, raised his arms and lowered him, and carried him back to the couch on his shoulders. "Lizi is cold, just woke up. Come and eat."
Lan Jingming hummed dissatisfied, bounced his legs back and forth, turned his back to Chen Jing, and spit out two strings of bubbles.
Chen Jing couldn't laugh or cry, opened the food box and brought out hot porridge and side dishes, scattered on the table: "Outside is the wilderness and mountains, it's not easy to find ingredients, let's see if there is anything you like."
Lan Jingming was not interested in anything else, but had a special liking for the almond tofu and purple sweet potato biscuits on the table. These two tasted sweet and thick and delicious, and he choked on a lot of them, and the corners of his lips were stained with milk.
Chen Jing looked uncomfortable, and couldn't help stretching out his hand, wiped off the milk stain, put it on the tip of his tongue and licked it, and Tian stared at him immediately, pinching his throat and coughing non-stop.
"Is it so unpalatable?" Lan Jingming choked on a big mouthful of tofu and hummed contentedly, "You don't want to leave it all to me."
His appetite is much better now than before. He used to drink a bowl of porridge for two days, but now he can't even eat before meals.
After eating such a big piece, Lan Jingming stroked his chubby belly, and finally remembered the business: "Ah Jing, if the army breaks out of the camp today and encounters Lan Xinhong's soldiers, don't act rashly."
"Why?"
"I have a hunch that Lan Xinhong has ulterior motives this time," Lan Jingming said, "He will lure us to Lanchi Aguda, and when we lose both sides in the fight with Lanchi Aguda, he will lead the troops out and sit back. Fisherman's profit."
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