Slag to the collapse of the world [Quick Transmigration]

Yan Tong froze.

Fang Qingci originally thought that he would say something random to get past him, but Yan Tong raised his head, looked into his eyes, and said with his lips very lightly: "Including."

——He didn't even say these words, but Fang Qingci's mind seemed to be thundered.

Luo Hongmei worked hard to manage Qipanzhai for many years in order to get justice for Wu Bingzong's affairs, and she did not hesitate to turn against King Xiao for Qipanzhai. From now on, Fang Qingci will also have this status——he thought in his heart, I only feel a little astringent, a little bitter, a little regret, a little joy, but it is sweet in the end when mixed together.

He looked at Yan Tong, and suddenly said: "You don't need to go to Liangliao. It's too late."

Yan Tong looked stunned for a moment.

Fang Qing said: "Qingzhou military power."

"At that time, I told you that there was no way. In fact, it was to stop you from mentioning this in advance." He looked at Yan Tong and smiled and said, "Sima Qingzhou, just my uncle, was nailed to the sedan chair by you. That—it might not be possible a few days ago, but now that you know King Xiao is going to rebel, it should be easy to convince him."

Yan Tong: "..."

Fang Qingci added: "You can go to the old man if you don't want to. He must be happy for this kind of thing."

"...Are you sure you can get out here?"

"I can't get out," Fang Qingci pressed Yan Tong into the bushes, and got closer, "You just go out."

"The chessboard village——"

"I know you are reluctant to send the treasure you have raised for five years to be ruined by the imperial court," Fang Qingci covered his mouth with his hand, "but anyway, there is going to be a fight here, so it would be nice to let them go to the frontier army to experience it." Okay. People, they are all like this. I have never suffered a disadvantage. You will not believe it no matter how many times you say it. As for Mr. Yan Ning... I promise, he will die."

Yan Tong pulled his hand away, "How do you guarantee it?"

Fang Qingci laughed and said, "With the two of us together, isn't it easy to kill someone?"

— the two of us.

A certain place in Yan Tong's heart seemed to be scratched gently by a feather. For the first time in his life, after hearing such a simple sentence, strands of joy and sighs floated from the depths of his bones.

He looked at Fang Qingci, and after a while, his eyes turned to other places.

"Okay." Fang Qingci sneered slightly, took a step back, stepped on the bluestone path, and pulled Yan Tong up, "... I know you still don't want to part with your few people. It is said that compassion does not hold soldiers , I've never seen you like this."

Yan Tong's neatly bundled hair and clothes were messed up by the branches of the bushes, so he could only hurriedly straighten his clothes, while pleading in a low voice: "...then it's not a matter of death."

Fang lightly said: "No one has to die."

Yan Tong looked startled.At this time, Fang Qingci saw the guards behind him gradually following up, so he grabbed Yan Tong's shoulders, and before he could react and was still stunned, he leaned over and kissed Yan Tong in front of all the guards. down-

Yan Tong broke away from him abruptly.

Fang Qingci didn't take it seriously, and even gave the guards a half-show off and half-provocative glance.

Yan Tong: "..."

Seeing Fang Qingci's embarrassed face, he couldn't help whispering: "Don't you fucking tell everyone that you will die?"

Fang Qingci took it for granted: "Yes."

Yan Tong has never seen such a brazen person, and was thinking about how to win the game, but Fang Qingci half-dragged and half-hugged him and walked forward, saying as he walked: "I know that you have been in love since yesterday until now. I haven’t closed my eyes yet, let’s go, have a good rest, sleep for a fucking sleep first and then talk…”

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Yan Tong was really tired—first, he had emotional ups and downs several times a day, and then he had a lot of nonsense with Fang Qingci on the bed, and finally he didn't even know how he fell asleep.

When he woke up, the sun had already set in the west.

The autumn sunlight was extremely light, and even the setting sun didn't have any dramatic colors, it just cast a soft light on the wall.

Yan Tong was half leaning on the pillow with a brocade quilt, letting go of his thoughts.

Then for no reason, several words of Sui Yuejing popped into my mind.

In a sense, Fang Qingci is right, he thought with confidence, kindness does not command soldiers - he served in the army for six years at the border, and was in charge of Qipanzhai for five years. He did not expect that after meeting Fang Qingci, he began to become a Be indecisive.

In the final analysis, after stripping away all the ideals of meritorious deeds and the despair of their collapse, all he wants is a piece of peace.

Originally, he thought that for the rest of his life, such peace would never be possible.

He carried too much and couldn't let go.

However, Fang Qingci made him see hope again.

Fang Qingci is a person who can be crazy and ruthless when necessary—Yan Tong can't help but indulge himself in thinking like this: If, if Fang Qingci can support him, two people, for a lifetime——

That's terrific terrific.

Immediately he laughed at himself.

The life and death of Jinhe is uncertain, Qipanzhai is falling apart, the emperor is critically ill, the Huai Party and the Liao Party are fighting to the death in Xijing, Xiao Wang is colluding with the Liao and Liao border armies to plot a rebellion.

... He and Fang Qingci don't even know if they can live until tomorrow.

Probably the more bleak the situation is, the easier it is to think wildly.

Yan Tong collected his mind, turned over and sat up on the bed, and was about to find a random piece of clothing to cover it according to his usual habits, when the two maids guarding the door had heard the movement, and immediately came in to help him get dressed.

Yan Tong: "..." This treatment is not improved at 01:30.

He was not familiar with the way of life of the nobility, so even though he saw that the two maids were slim and handsome, they were not like ordinary maids, but he didn't think much about them.

He didn't realize that something was wrong until the maid brought him a finely embroidered luxurious brocade dress and put it on.

Yan Tong knew that since he lived in King Xiao's manor, he was naturally surrounded by people from King Xiao, so he asked the two maids directly, "What's up with the prince tonight?"

The maid was bowing her head to tie the belt for him, and she replied after hearing the words: "The officials in Qingzhou want to clean up the dust for the prince, and the prince has specifically explained that he will take General Luo with him."

Yan Tong's heart trembled slightly.

His reinstatement was ordered by King Xiao. Originally, with the status of King Xiao, it was okay to appoint a few trusted officials and ask the emperor for instructions. However, he is a fourth-rank guerrilla general, not a "trusted official"; The hand of the emperor.

In other words, if King Xiao's approach is announced to the entire Qingzhou:

He just wants to blatantly rebel, and Luo Hongmei will become his general.

Xiao Wanggui is the emperor's relative, but in some methods he is surprisingly consistent with the bandits, and they all handed in the certificate before joining the bandit.

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While Yan Tong was in a daze, a maid had already arranged his clothes for him, while another maid pushed a mirror in front of him and carefully tied up his hair.

He subconsciously looked at himself in the mirror.

The brocade robe Xiao Wang prepared for him was dark blue, with plum blossom and auspicious clouds embroidered with black thread on the shoulders and cuffs.

The person in the mirror has a tight waist and a tall and straight figure, which does not disgrace this outfit.

This is not the official uniform of a guerrilla general. For some reason, Yan Tong had no reason to think that if he really wanted to take off this suit, he would have to tear off a layer of his own skin dripping with blood.

King Xiao came prepared and forced him step by step to the only way.

It's a pity that this "only" is just Xiao Wang's own idea, and he and Fang Qingci have different opinions on this.

Yan Tong took advantage of the time when the maid combed his hair to adjust his emotions, and after confirming that he didn't see anything unusual, he secretly hid a sharpened chopstick under his sleeve while the maid was not prepared.

——After he woke up, he found this thing under his pillow, which must have been specially left by Fang Qingci.

Luo Hongmei has been able to survive for so many years from the border to Qingzhou, from the frontier general to the bandit leader. In the final analysis, she relies on her martial arts, but she has developed some problems because of this: she must have a guy at hand to be able to survive. peace of mind.

When he was first picked up by Fang Qingci, he was covered in injuries and had to get up and hold the knife under the pillow.

Fang Qingci probably saw his problem at that time.

It's ridiculously smart.

So Yan Tong was rubbing the sharpened chopsticks at the bottom of his sleeve all the way on the way to the banquet with King Xiao, rubbing it with a sense of ritual like a monk turning a Buddhist bead—as for his habit, Or because Fang Qingci left the chopsticks to him, he couldn't tell.

During the banquet, he sat next to King Xiao, which originally belonged to Wu Bingzong.

Although Xiao Wang's trip to Beijing this time had some intentions of demotion, Qingzhou did not dare to slack off, and almost all the dignified officials arrived.Yan Tong even recognized Fang Zhen, the Sima of Qingzhou whose head had been nailed to the sedan chair by him. As a member of the Huai Party, Fang Zhen naturally pretended not to see him on this occasion.

Besides, Fang Zhen probably didn't want to see him either.

Because of Fang Qingci's relationship, Yan Tong's attention is not always on Fang's family.He was about to find something else for himself, but Xiao Wang seemed to have noticed the movement here suddenly, with a gentle expression, he said to Fang Zhen:

"Fang Sima, the king really appreciates your nephew's medical skills."

Fang Zhen saluted and replied: "That is his blessing."

His words were respectful, but his expression was rather vigilant.

Xiao Wang chuckled, his eyes swept over Yan Tong intentionally or unintentionally, "Now that Mr. Qingci lives in my palace, it should be regarded as my blessing."

Then he said before Fang Zhen opened his mouth:

"...But Mr. Qingci is also a man of understanding, Mr. Fang, what do you think?"

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The so-called mastery and clear meaning naturally means——Fang Qingci abandoned the dark and turned to the bright, abandoned his ancestral Huai party identity, and switched to his Xiao Wang's command.

Those who can sit here are all elites in the officialdom (except Luo Hongmei), how could they not understand what King Xiao meant.

If even Fang Qingci went to Xiao Wang's subordinates, what about the Fang family?What about Qingzhou Huai Party?

The undercurrent is surging.

Yan Tong felt that he was probably the last person to realize what Xiao Wang said.

He originally thought that Xiao Wang's deduction of the soft words below was just to blackmail himself, but he didn't expect that there was such a move behind him.And the tricks he learned from Mr. Zhang, in front of these people, can't even be seen enough.

His confidence in his plan was immediately halved.

Because King Xiao used Fang Qingci to target the Qingzhou Huai Party, Yan Tong gave up such an attempt after giving out the secret signal to Fang Zhen twice to no avail-it was too sudden for him and Fang Qingci to meet Xiao Wang, and the Fang family I don't know their plan yet, because of Fang's light words, it's normal to have a bad attitude towards him.

In the middle of the night, Xi San, Xiao Wang, Yan Tong and all the guards returned to the mansion.

——The first day of Fang Qingci's 36 hours passed like this.

On the second day, King Xiao remained in the manor outside the city.Qingzhou officials kept coming in and out, most of them just came to see King Xiao, and a few were lucky enough to have a few more words with King Xiao.

During this time, Yan Tong has been standing beside Xiao Wang.

He listened to Xiao Wang's arrangement with Qingzhou Liao Party officials, but he didn't mention his real purpose; he also heard Xiao Wang obliquely hinting at those vacillating, and he didn't even give up trying to win over a few Huai Party officials.

Every time Yan Tong listened to one more sentence, he knew that he was a step further involved in this matter, and the chance of getting out of it was getting smaller and smaller.

And the whole Qingzhou will also know that he is a confidant who was personally promoted by King Xiao.

Until the evening, Xiao Wang sat gracefully and stretched on the bamboo chair, and said to him in the setting sun all over the building:

"General Luo, I have something left for you."

Yan Tong continued: "Two Liaos."

"Exactly," King Xiao smiled softly, "How long will it take for General Luo to go to Liangliao from here?"

"More than a day."

King Xiao looked at him deeply: "Where are you coming back?"

Yan Tong knew that King Xiao was asking him how long it would take to bring the soldiers and horses of Liangliao to Qingzhou, so he said directly: "If it's just a few thousand elites, they can arrive in two days at the latest; if you want to withdraw all the frontier troops, Probably at least ten days or more—"

Xiao Wang didn't finish listening to him, "You go now."

As he spoke, he stood up and took two steps in the small building, but his expression was calm, and he said slowly: "Don't tell me how long it takes, and I don't care what method you use. At noon the day after tomorrow, I will be here The racetrack on the outskirts of Dongning saw the frontier troops from the two Liaos."

Speaking of this, he stood still, and turned his elegant and beautiful peach eyes to Yan Tong, and the curvature of the corners of his eyes provoked a faint smile.

"How many years have I been friends with Ji Ren, Luo Hongmei, I know exactly how long it will take from Liangliao to Qingzhou. If I don't see what I want at noon the day after tomorrow... then let us try, Can Miracle Doctor Fang heal his severed head?"

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At this time, there are still fourteen hours before Shen Dingwen goes crazy.

There are still six days and five hours before the death of His Majesty the Emperor as determined by the imperial doctor Jinkou Yuyan.