bully you up

The half crescent moon hangs quietly in the night sky, and in the quiet night, an inappropriate bird cry rang out.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Biechen opened the tent and looked out.

The squire who had caught the bird turned sideways to show him the white dove in his hand.

"Flying pigeon to pass on the letter?" Jiang Biechen glanced at the note tied to the white pigeon's foot, and frowned, "Whose is it?"

"Lord Shen found it in the tent." The attendant replied truthfully.

Shen Zhaoxue's?

Jiang Biechen nodded, "Bring the white pigeon in."

The attendant immediately nodded and followed Jiang Biechen into the house.

"Give me the white pigeon, and you go light the lamp." Jiang Biechen reached out to take the white pigeon, and easily removed the note tied to the foot.

Borrowing the dim oil lamp, Jiang Biechen chuckled lightly, rubbing the note for a long time without saying a word.

"He didn't come back?" Jiang Biechen tore up the note.

The attendant nodded, "Not yet."

"Not dead, are you?" Jiang Biechen said suddenly.

"Probably not."

Jiang Biechen threw the torn pieces of paper into the oil lamp one by one, watching them curl up in the fire, slowly turn yellow and disappear.

"We will surrender to him when he comes back." Jiang Biechen blew on the oil lamp, but kept on blowing it out.

The attendant couldn't help asking, "Why?"

Shen Zhaoxue and Jiang Biechen had bitten for half a month, but Jiang Biechen didn't let go, so why did Jiang Biechen hand over the military power with this flying letter?

"That letter..." Jiang Biechen turned to look at him, "It was written by Bai Zhixu."

"I thought that my father's case would pull them down and he would be barred from being an official for life, but I didn't expect that even so, His Majesty would still use him again." Jiang Biechen chuckled.

"I will never forget his handwriting in my life." After finishing speaking, Jiang Biechen threw the last piece of paper in his hand.

"You tell me when he comes back, and I will visit him personally, and he will apologize to him." Jiang Biechen sighed, "Your Majesty is not dead, so he is worth wooing."

Hearing this, the attendant turned pale with shock, "Your Majesty... Your Majesty, is he still alive?"

Jiang Biechen gave him a hard look, and the attendant immediately realized that his voice was a bit loud, so he quickly shut his mouth.

"No." Jiang Biechen drank a glass of wine, "Fei Ge came here this time because he was afraid that Shen Zhaoxue would be worried, so he ordered Bai Zhixu to write a letter to say goodbye."

"Then do you want to tell Mr. Shen about His Majesty's affairs?" The attendant was a little puzzled.

Jiang Biechen chuckled and raised his hand with disdain and sprinkled the wine on the white pigeon's head, "I'll stew it later."

The servant will understand immediately.

"Then share it with the brothers." Jiang Biechen twirled the jade cup in his hand, "Let them obey him first."

"After he fights with His Majesty, we will fight again." Jiang Biechen slammed the jade cup backwards on the table.

"Although he is not on the stage, but with the prime minister's banner, we can gather a lot of troops. Then you will listen to my orders and we will eat the pigeon meat ourselves."

The attendant hesitated holding the pigeon, "What if His Majesty showed up early and communicated with Mr. Shen?"

Jiang Biechen didn't seem to have thought about this issue. He was taken aback when he heard the words, and then smiled again, "He won't show up so soon. We are carrying the banner of Shen Zhaoxue. Once he shows up, it will prove that he has faked his death. No matter who Or if Shen Zhaoxue is caught..."

"It's all doomed."

Following the words that followed, Jiang Biechen slapped the table lightly with his hand, and then the jade cup fell to the ground with a bang, and the mouth of the cup bounced on the ground a few times before shattering into pieces.

"Otherwise, why do you think he sent Shen Zhaoxue to Nanyun?" Jiang Biechen flicked the debris off his robe.

The attendant couldn't believe the affection between the two of them.

"Hasn't His Majesty already abandoned him? Why..."

Hearing this, Jiang Biechen smiled contemptuously, "It's just a joke."

"Ten years ago, His Majesty has been protecting him in secret. I'm afraid he has been raised as a child bride. Otherwise, you think that old Shen Musi, how could he be promoted all the way in the officialdom without the protection of both parties? To the prime minister?"

Even so, the guard still couldn't believe it, "Your Majesty really treats him so generously?"

"Your Majesty has waited for him for ten years, what do you think? The portraits for ten years, the real person once, the palace examination, arranged by His Majesty, it takes three hours to see it." Jiang Biechen listed the things reported by those people one by one. .

Finally, Jiang Biechen said, "Even if we lose, Shen Zhaoxue is still in our hands, and he dare not do anything to us."

"Master Shen is a bit difficult to provoke, I'm afraid he won't be able to handle it." The attendant said weakly.

Jiang Biechen was a little disdainful, "What's wrong with someone who relies on the little flesh in his thigh? He can fool you with a few tricks, so let him lie on your bed and let you fuck him, then you Say, are you up or not?"

The guard smiled shyly, then scratched the back of his head, drooling, "A stunning beauty, whoever doesn't like her is a fool."

"Are you afraid?" Jiang Biechen was amused by him.

The attendant swallowed, and said with a shy expression on his face, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, what the general said... my brothers are already carrying spears."

Hearing this, Jiang Biechen glanced at his brother, it was really bulging.

"Tsk, I like it that much." Jiang Biechen joked, "When the pigeon meat is eaten, I'll treat him to you."

Hearing what he said, the guard immediately cheered up, but when he thought that Shen Zhaoxue was the person under Di Yunge, he became a little scared, "This...Your Majesty..."

"Have a lustful heart but no lustful guts?"

The guard stammered, "If there were, he would have become His Majesty long ago."

When the next day dawned, the guard woke Jiang Biechen up.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Biechen got up from the bed, and took the robe beside him.

The attendant gasped and said hastily, "Master Shen is back."

"Okay, step back." After Jiang Biechen put on his coat, he suddenly remembered something and hurriedly called out, "What's your name?"

The guard hurriedly made an oar with his hands, "Chen Xiangrui."

"Do it well." Jiang Biechen put his hand on Chen Xiangrui's shoulder with a smile, "It's done, you will be the first to reward."

Chen Xiangrui knew what he was talking about, so he quickly withheld his thanks.

Jiang Biechen pulled up his collar and walked out of the tent. The snow had already melted seven or eight percent, and soon it would be completely melted.

"Master Shen." Jiang Biechen lifted the curtain and entered.

Shen Zhaoxue was chatting and laughing with them, when she heard this, she smiled and called him.

Jiang Biechen glanced at the people around him, and then showed embarrassment, "I have something to tell Mr. Shen, can you make it easier for me?"

Shen Zhaoxue pursed her lips, apologized to those people, told them to visit again at another day, and then sent them all back.

"Master Jiang, sit down." Shen Zhaoxue raised her chin and nodded the seat in front of him, then made tea for Jiang Biechen.

"Are you looking for me this time for something?" Shen Zhaoxue handed him the tea.