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Xie Wuguan waited for a quarter of an hour for that person to come up, with a blizzard aura all over his body, even the fire in the stove paused for a moment when he entered the door.

He wondered, "What have you been doing downstairs for so long?"

Xiao Lingqing's frozen fingers were bent stiffly, and the heart in his chest was still beating restlessly, for fear of showing his feet in front of this person.

He opened his mouth, knelt down and replugged the phone line in his hand, his voice was a little hoarse: "Just now... the phone line was dropped, I searched for it for a while."

It was indeed snowing downstairs, Xie Wuguan glanced out the window, there was still light snow in the sky just now, now the snowflakes had fallen layer upon layer, almost blinding his sight.

He bent down and brushed Xiao Lingqing's shoulders, and the next second his fingertips were covered with crystal clear snow.

Xie Wuguan patted him on the shoulder and turned back straight: "Go back to the house and change clothes."

The force that fell on the shoulders was light and steady, and there was a burst of coldness when he withdrew, because the water from other parts of the glove accidentally touched his face.

Xie Wuguan didn't notice anything, when he raised his hand to adjust his position, Xiao Lingqing's breathing even stopped following his movements.

The person who thought he would go back to change immediately remained motionless.

Xie Wuguan frowned: "What's wrong."

Seeing the drops of water on this man's cheek, Xie Wuguan came back to his senses.

He took off his gloves, gently wiped off the water with his thumb, and said apologetically, "Sorry."

Xiao Lingqing didn't want to move, kept a half-kneeling posture, raised his head and stared at Xie Wuguan for a moment: "Why did the young commander call me up?"

He didn't seem to feel that the clothes on his shoulders were soaked, where Xie Wuguan patted him lightly.

There was a flash of ferocity in his eyes, his expression was like a fierce beast breaking out of a blizzard, it finally kept its prey close and refused to leave.

Xie Wuguan was stabbed by his aggressive gaze at that second, so he narrowed his eyes slowly.

That was the gaze that Xiao Lingqing would never put on himself.

What happened when this person was downstairs just now, or what Xue Mu said before he left.

A dark fire slowly rose in Xie Wuguan's heart, as if the treasures that he had been taking good care of in the territory were suddenly stolen by someone under unknown circumstances, and when they were sent back, they were still contaminated with the breath of outsiders.

Xiao Lingqing still looked up at him, his tone gradually tinged with anxiety: "Young commander?"

"...fine."

Xie Wuguan controlled his thoughts, sat up a little bit, opened the distance between the two, and his voice was still restrained as always: "It's snowing, there are a few checkpoint positions that need to be changed, I want to make a call. "

Xiao Lingqing curled his fingers a few times in bewilderment, and quickly withdrew from the pitch-black phone line: "Yes."

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Because of the heavy snow, the road to the county was stopped for several days.

Unable to return to the team, the two simply stayed in Baiyuan.

It was also because of the heavy snow that blocked the road that Xie Wuguan had been calling non-stop for the past two days, and all of them were from the people below to ask for instructions.

Not only did he manage his own soldiers, he was also responsible for leading his father's soldiers stationed near the coast.

It's rare to see such a heavy snowfall here in eastern Zhejiang, and several cadres were in a mess, so Xie Wuguan called to arrange them one by one.

When he finished raising his head, he realized that Xiao Lingqing who had been sitting quietly beside him had disappeared.

Xiao Lingqing had a cold temper, and his relationship with the coastal cadres was even worse, so when he was on the phone, he kept silently watching Xie Wuguan's rearranged defenses and a bunch of military supplies reported by his subordinates.

Xie Wuguan got up and walked a few steps, only to find Xiao Lingqing standing in the yard.

He stayed in the south with Xie Wuguan since he was a child, and later Xie Wuguan stayed behind when he went out to practice. At this time, seeing such a heavy snow, his eyes were rarely brightened.

His figure was slim, outlined by the back belt of the military uniform, standing in the snow like a person in a painting, seeing Xie Wuguan looking at him, he pursed his lips and smiled embarrassedly.

Xie Wuguan opened the window, and the cold wind howled in, and the light and shadow of the fire behind him trembled instantly.

He didn't care, and still looked at Xiao Lingqing below.

"After this incident, I'm going to study in those districts in the north, and you will come with me."

His words were unquestionable, Xiao Lingqing looked up at him blankly for a while.

Xie Wuguan had been to those places in the North District. At that time, the snow had not yet melted in the cold spring, and there were many ice sculptures made by local people. I think Xiao Lingqing would like it very much.

Xie Wuguan didn't say this, but Xiao Lingqing seemed to understand it slowly. His eyes sparkled with joy, which seemed to be some important surprise. Xie Wuguan, who was standing below and looked at it in response, laughed. .

Foolishly.

Seeing that he seemed to be done with his work, Xiao Lingqing immediately wanted to go upstairs. Seeing that the window was still wide open, he hurriedly said, "I've finished approving the military newspaper. If you have any questions, put it on the right hand side. You should read it first, young commander."

He said as he walked upstairs.

Suddenly the bell rang again upstairs, presumably the question that was reported just now had already been answered.

Xie Wuguan didn't have time to talk to him, so he smiled gently downstairs, turned around and answered the phone.

But he stretched the phone line a bit, and Xiao Lingqing could see half of him through the window on the third floor.

With a thought in his heart, he bent down and scooped up two handfuls of snow before heading upstairs.

Xiao Lingqing recalled the year when Xie Wuguan picked him up, the winter was so cold.

But he was not frozen that year, nor was he thrown into a corner where no one saw him like before.

Xie Wuguan looked cold-hearted, but he was extremely careful.

The snow water melted in the palm of the hand, and the ice was amazing.

Hurry up.Hurry up.

The young marshal is lazy, and when he sees the snow, he can just look across the room, or if he wants to take it in and poke it for him.

Thinking about it, Xiao Lingqing walked quickly, and stopped suddenly when he reached the door of the study on the third floor. After taking a few deep breaths, he walked in lightly, for fear of disturbing the business inside.

He followed the person lightly, holding a pile of snow in his hand which is rare.

He pushed open a crack in the door and slipped in by himself.

So Xiao Lingqing who just came in saw the back of Xie Wuguan leaning on the table.

He tapped on the edge of the table, and with a natural indifference in his tone, he said to the person on the other end of the phone: "Want to live in Baiyuan?"

Xiao Lingqing's boots that were lightly tapping on the wooden board stopped abruptly, and then his face was covered with shadows.

Xie Wuguan was still talking: "Adjutant Xue, it's really strange that your attention hit me on the head."

Xue Mu.

Xiao Lingqing was distracted for a moment, his hand turned into a puddle of water and shook, reflecting the light above his head made his eyes hurt.

At this moment, Xie Wuguan heard the movement behind him, turned his head and saw his wet hands, with a smile on his brows and eyes, pointed to the microphone with his finger, then pointed to the side, motioning him to wash off the ice water on his hands quickly .

Xiao Lingqing retreated silently.

His eyebrows were gloomy, and the snow water trickled down his wrist and into his sleeve.

He took out his handkerchief from his breast pocket, wiped it from his wrist to his fingers, and walked downstairs expressionlessly.

"Xue Mu."

He repeated it softly.

He didn't know what Xue Mu was going to do, he only knew that Xue Mu had contact with the third young master, and he might also have hooked up with the two foreigners who bought weapons.

But these are not enough. He himself is one of those people who always advocate buying weapons from foreigners. If he reports this to Xie Wuguan, it will only make people criticize him lightly.

Bai Yuan was only connected to one phone line in Xie Wuguan's study, but at this moment there was a knock on the back door.

Due to the snow, the butler has been busy going around for the past two days. He went out to do the shopping early this morning, but he hasn't come back yet.

Xiao Lingqing withdrew his thoughts and opened the door. There was a correspondent at the door.

At this time, the mountain was covered by heavy snow, and the face of the man standing at the door was red, and the heat was visible to the naked eye, obviously he came from the old house to deliver the letter.

Xiao Lingqing stepped aside to get out of the way, and motioned for the correspondent to come in and search him again.

Unexpectedly, the correspondent stood still. He glanced up and down at Xiao Lingqing, who had folded his arms, and then said, "The commander called the young marshal several times but he didn't answer. He asked me to remind him."

Xiao Lingqing frowned, the commander was not in the character of sending people to travel in bad weather just for such a thing.

Sure enough, the correspondent who was standing there poked his head in and looked around, but found no one else. He raised his head and smiled, but opened his mouth in surprise: "And Mr. Xie Jun, he asked me to bring you flowers."

The correspondent really took out so many bright and beautiful roses. I don't know what kind of method Xie Jun used to get them in this weather, and let the person in front of him get them in front of him.

Xiao Ling said coldly: "Go away."

"Don't worry," the correspondent said with a smile: "Officer Xie Jun also said that he didn't wait for your call when he went back. I hope you will think about it more. After all, he also likes your ability."

Xiao Lingqing's face remained unchanged, and he was still wiping the water stains between his fingers: "I won't accept it."

Seeing that he was indifferent, the correspondent took a step forward and said: "He said that the last time he spoke rudely to you was just to prevent Nan Feng from being heard by the young commander."

Xiao Lingqing's wiping hand stopped suddenly. At this moment, he could be sure that the person in front of him must be Xue Mu's staff, and this trip was dedicated to being a lobbyist.

"It's so cold, it's not easy for you to come here." He put away the veil, his tone was as sharp as a knife: "If you have anything to say, let's talk together, so you can save yourself an extra trip later."

The correspondent took a step forward and said in a low voice: "Xue Mu said, Chief Xie is watching you very closely. If we want to contact you, we must use this method to cover it up. Please don't get angry."

Xiao Lingqing who heard the content suddenly clenched his hands.

Seeing his reaction, the correspondent continued his efforts: "We just want to invite you to work together. Those two foreigners are still very optimistic about Young Marshal Xie. You can take a look with us first, and then consider other things. Chief Xue Mu also agrees with this approach." .”

only?

A mocking smile flashed across Xiao Lingqing's eyes.

But he didn't say anything. Under the sight of the correspondent, he nodded very lightly and closed the door.

Upstairs, Xie Wuguan knocked back the idea of ​​being a man, and listened to Xue Mu's report on the situation of the military region.

Fortunately, Xue Mu was left in the military area by him. At this time, his news overlapped with other people's news. Xie Wuguan was able to find out the most authentic cross-information, and by the way, explore his sincerity.

"Everything was done according to your arrangement. Because of the heavy snow, the Fujian Department retreated to the station [-] kilometers away, and there should be no more actions in the near future."

Xue Mu thought to himself that the luck of the children of the world is different, even if the Min family made a surprise this time, it was not hindered by the heavy snow.

Thinking of this, Xue Mu coveted the power contained in Xie Wuguan.

"What about ours?"

Xue Mu was stunned for a moment: "What?"

"Don't you usually care about it?" The voice in the voice box was cold and indifferent, but it seemed to be slapped on Xue Mu's head resoundingly.

"The snow is coming too fast, ask them if they have prepared the soldiers for the cold work."

Xue Mu felt embarrassed for no reason, and the hand holding the microphone was tightened and tightened before he could say "yes" from his throat.

At the end of the phone call, Xue Mu carefully tested Xie Wuguan's attitude towards Xie's family: "The third young master has already arranged for him to come in, but he hasn't made any moves yet."

Xie Wuguan said indifferently: "Just wait."

His younger brother really didn't have the guts to cooperate with foreigners without authorization.

Xue Mu was anxious.

He had to separate Xie Wuguan from the Xie family completely, so that he would not be held accountable for his actions.

The two foreigners have already made an arrangement, as long as he manages a good relationship and sends this batch of arms to Xie Wuguan, he will be able to suffer a lot in the big battle.

As his subordinates gently sent him the telegram received by Zhang Xin, Xue Mu caught a glimpse of the words on it, and said suddenly: "There is one more thing!"

Xie Wuguan paused when he hung up the phone: "Say."

"The third young master approached me because of foreigners, but I refused."

There was no pause between Xue Mu's words. He stared at the words that Xiao Lingqing had agreed to on the paper, and opened his mouth and said, "I'm worried that he will go to find other people around you. You must be careful."

"..."

Xie Wuguan hung up the phone, the surrounding was still quiet.

He lowered his head, his eyes fell on another number recorded, and he reached out his hand to fumble on the ink, but he still didn't dial it.

After a while, there was the sound of soft and strong footsteps behind him.

Xie Wuguan turned around, glanced at Xiao Lingqing's still wet sleeves, frowned and asked: "I've been here for so long, and I haven't changed my clothes. What's wrong downstairs?

Xiao Ling said softly: "The commander sent a messenger to ask you to return his call."