Zha Gong's evolutionary path

Zou Pingchang couldn't help but ask his general back with a normal expression, looking at him strangely.Full of righteousness and awe, he immediately stuck his shell, opened his mouth wide for a while, and didn't know how to continue the questioning.

Looking at Yan Shuli at the side, he didn't know when he opened his eyes.

General Xuanjia's already pale complexion became even paler, and he pursed his lips tightly.He stared closely at Lin Gongru's face, with complex and indistinguishable expressions on his face, between joy and anger, trying to hold back something.

Lin Gongru could not help but glance at him.

As soon as Yan Shuli caught his sight, he immediately turned his head away.

Zou Pingchang said: "General, with him...with this Yan Shu..."

Yan Shuli suddenly said, "General Zou, in a war between the two armies, you will be the only one to live and die. I hope the general will not rely on hearsay. It doesn't matter if you slander me, and you have insulted your commander." He hasn't eaten seriously for several days, and maybe he hasn't had a serious conversation for a long time. He had spoken before, but this time, his voice was hoarse and tired, but it still revealed the indomitable determination to kill the enemy before the battle, "Besides, the aggressive method is useless to me."

Hearing what he said, Zou Pingchang immediately sneered, as if he could immediately produce evidence to refute him; Lin Gongru coughed lightly at the right time, and gave him a warning glance.

The lieutenant immediately remembered that if he really told the gossip he had heard in the barracks at this time, he would not only humiliate Yan Shuli, but also slap General Lin in the face in front of the enemy.

He was stuck for a while, and finally decided to bypass this topic: "I have followed the general through life and death for many years, so I trust the general." He hesitated for a while, and then said, "Brothers entrusted me to ask the general when the military affairs meeting will be resumed. Although the general is still seriously injured, the overall situation in the camp needs to be decided by the commander, and the military plane should not be delayed for too long..."

Their army has been fighting away from home for more than two months, and the sentiment of homesickness has already spread everywhere in the army like spring grass growing on the plain.After finally winning a big battle a while ago, their morale soared, and they were all eager to wipe out the last resistance forces in Qi country once and for all, and return home triumphantly as soon as possible.

Lin Gongru immediately said: "Give me another two days."

The general let go, Zou Pingchang had no choice but to swallow it no matter how emotional he was.

After thinking about it, he was still unwilling: "Then what arrangements does the general have for the soldiers in these two days? I've been idle in the camp for too long, I'm afraid it will wear down my will."

Lin Gongru thought to himself that on this vast plain with no village in front of it or land behind it, the only recreational activity available is probably to catch wild animals in the valley where the Qi people hide in front.They can't blatantly send people there. It's unknown how much Yan Shuli's exile forces are left. If they encounter an ambush, it would be a pity to lose manpower.

After pondering for a moment, "Send a team of smarter soldiers to explore the terrain close to the valley, and draw a detailed road map as much as possible. If you encounter soldiers from Qi State, you don't need to fight head-on, just retreat."

With the latest order from the general, Zou Pingchang lifted his spirits and said, "Yes!"

She bowed her hands and left, and before leaving, she gave Yan Shuli another hard look, and walked out without hesitation.

Lin Gongru dismissed him with a sigh of relief.

Thinking of Zou Pingchang's words that didn't seem groundless, he looked at Yan Shuli, then looked again, "You and I..."

"Life and death are different." Yan Shuli concluded to him coldly.

Lin Gongru: "..."

Just now when he asked Zou Pingchang with a look of astonishment about his rumored relationship with Yan Shuli, he clearly noticed the forcibly suppressed emotion in Yan Shuli's eyes.

But it was strange to say that Yan Shuli's expression was not so much dejected, but rather a big stone in his heart.

He didn't seem to want to confirm any rumors, he wished he could get rid of Lin Gongru completely, everything was nothing.

Lin Gongru wanted to investigate further, but the man simply turned his back, not giving him a chance to continue to figure it out.

Either way.

This person has Ying Moyan's imprint on him, if he has been in close contact with him, I'm afraid that Ying Moyan will take advantage of it again and use his own hands to kill him.

That bastard Ying Moyan...

Pinching his fingertips into his palm, Lin Gongru had to exert a lot of effort to suppress the anger and hatred that surged up in his chest when he thought of this name.

Ying Moyan is no longer simply a transaction partner who made a conditional exchange with him, promising to let him reincarnate again; but a sinister villain who killed Ye Mingjue, Xin Wu, Changsun Yu and Gu Jian with the help of a knife.Even if this lingering lifeline is blocked, they must settle with him one by one.

He must not be allowed to easily control the situation and play around with everyone.

The pain and despair that Ye Mingjue and the others experienced, he vowed to feed back on Ying Moyan one by one—!

The curtain was lifted, and the young bodyguard who served Lin Gongru personally came in carrying a jar of steaming soup.

"General, Doctor Mo boiled the medicine for the wind and cold, and asked the younger one to bring it in and feed it to the prisoners."

The soup was filled with a faint bitter taste, and along with the cold wind blowing in from outside the tent, it penetrated into Yan Shuli's nose, and he shivered for no reason, his body felt a thin layer of coolness.

Lin Gongru looked at the decoction, it was stored in an ancient brown pottery pot with a capacity of about one bowl, the color of the liquid could not be seen clearly, but it was thick and sticky.

He said strangely: "I asked Moyi to prescribe some herbal medicine to stimulate his appetite, and he is fine. This big jar can be swallowed, and he will feel full even if he is not full."

The young guard said: "Doctor Mo said this is just the first taste, and it will take more than ten days to cure it."

Lin Gongru waved his hand, and he approached Yan Shuli, and put the medicine jar where the man could just touch it.

Yan Shuli did not show any traces on his face, but pain was already in his heart.No one knew better than him what kind of medicine Mo Yi had prescribed.

If this liquid medicine is swallowed, there will be no turning back...

His left hand subconsciously put his lower abdomen under the cover of the black armor, and through the cold armor, a powerful kick came faintly, lively and cheerful, full of unworldly softness.

Yan Shuli caressed the side of his abdomen in a daze, feeling the small movements coming from the abdomen with concentration, as if he was in a daze.

He waited until the feathery din ceased, then lowered his eyes, slowly stretched out his hand to hold the ear handle of the clay pot in front of him, and lifted it up little by little, his fingertips, which had always been stable with the sword, trembled slightly imperceptibly.The medicinal soup in the clay pot has become warm, and the touch from the body of the pot is icy cold.

The thin lips pressed against the mouth of the can, but the teeth were clenched tightly, unable to open for a long time.

Lin Gongru heard the shackles slamming twice, and saw Yan Shuli holding the medicine jar, his star-like eyes were slightly red, and he kept holding it, not getting a drop of it for a long time.

Is it so hard to drink?

This General Xuanjia is really weird.

When he was caught, he was covered in wounds, and he hadn't heard a single word; he was imprisoned in prison and couldn't eat or sleep, and he didn't care at all; The generals do the pie.

How could he drink the medicine to force himself to look like this?

He said: "Good medicine tastes bitter and is good for the disease. You'd better swallow it while it's still warm, lest a minor illness turn into a serious one and cause trouble."

Yan Shuli suddenly raised his head.The long eyelashes kept trembling, and there was an air of mockery and contempt in the red eyes.

He raised his thin lips, drawing a slight upward arc; the whole figure was like a statue immersed in an ice cellar, exuding a chill.

He looked at Lin Gongru without moving his gaze, as if looking at him gave him the courage to drink the medicine.Lifting his finger, without any hesitation, he raised his neck and drank the liquid medicine in the pot in one gulp.

He drank too fast, too fast, and there was an inexplicable sense of determination in his movements.The liquid medicine gushed down his throat, and the imposing seven-foot man seemed to be choked, coughing while feeling uncomfortable, and a little moisture slowly emerged from the corners of his closed eyes.

With a bang sound, General Xuanjia raised the hand and threw the medicine jar to the other side of the military tent, where it rolled several times under Lin Gongru's feet and fell apart.

"..." Lin Gongru looked at the captive with an extremely bad temper helplessly. After drinking the medicine, he leaned back on the wooden stake that imprisoned him, his face covered with frost.

The guard squatted on the ground to pick up the debris, and heard someone from outside the tent report: "Report—general, the head of the Ye family has arrived."

Lin Gongru was taken aback for a moment, then exulted: "The Ye family—the people from Yulan Villa?"

"Yes. They are the master and the second master, and they came here in person."

Lin Gongru grabbed the robe hanging on the side and put it on, and threw away the words that he said to Zou Pingchang before a cup of tea, "I will have to rest for two days", and stepped on the crackling fragments of clay pots that were not cleaned up. ran out.

In a lieutenant general's tent, he saw Lin Gongru striding in. The current owner and second owner of Yulan Villa put down their cups, stood up and saluted.

"Yulan Villa received a letter from Feige, knowing that the war is urgent, and repairing Suining as soon as possible, and helping the general to fight the enemy as soon as possible. Therefore, I didn't dare to delay at all, and immediately rushed to Qipingyuan." The older man The owner of the villa, Ye Youyou, said, "I heard that the general is seriously injured. Ye and the others didn't want to disturb the general, and were going to check on Suining's injury first."

Lin Gongru was panting and Fuping, his eyes fixed on the second owner behind Ye Youyou.

The second owner, Ye Youling, was dressed in bright yellow and luxurious clothes like his elder brother, with gilt silk trimming, and a touch of emerald jewels inlaid with gold on his forehead. .He is only four or five years younger than his elder brother, but his face still looks like a half-grown youth who has not lost his childishness.When he looked at Lin Gongru with a smile, he looked like a certain person.

Lin Gongru's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and then paused for a moment, and suddenly she unconsciously stared at him, unable to look away.

Muttered: "Ye Ming Jue."

He couldn't hear what Ye Youyou said, and subconsciously took two steps forward, his eyes locked on Ye Youling all the time.

There were several disciples of Yulan Villa standing beside him, quite close to him, and they couldn't help but look at each other for a while when they heard this famous general of a generation with outstanding merits murmur a name that was never heard in their village.

These people are very young, and they are also the successor forces that Zhuang Zhong has worked hard to cultivate. They have long been admired by General Zheng Bei.This time, after hearing about the general/long/spear/broken, one after another enthusiastically expressed their intention to accompany the two owners, wanting to see the style of the general.

Unexpectedly, when the general saw the two masters of the family, there was quite a difference between their expressions.

Ye Youling also heard that name, and he was also at a loss, but still smiled at him: "Did the general remember the old man wrongly? No one in Yulan Villa calls this name."

As soon as he opened his voice, his voice was soft and elegant, far from the clear and lively tone of a young boy in his memory.

Lin Gongru was in a trance for a moment, and immediately came back to his senses, the sudden strong emotion in his heart was thrown into ashes by this unique tone.

"Yes... I've lost my memory."

He forcibly looked away from Ye Youling's face, suppressing himself from thinking about the figure that was not in front of him.

He deeply bowed his hands to Ye Youyou: "When the battle was at its peak, Lin Gongru was not very grateful for the generous visit of Magnolia Villa. The conditions of the military camp are difficult, and if it is not in place, please forgive me the two villa owners."