Summon players, rebuild Dawei

As evening approached, the room was shrouded in the stagnant light of dusk, and there was a faint fragrance of tea.

Murong Qing quietly watched the movement of the man making tea, and consciously remembered the opponent's every step and every move in his mind.

Although he didn't like these gentry of Wei from the bottom of his heart, but because he knew his father's intention to arrange this person by his side, he had been intentionally imitating the other's daily habits, such as the etiquette when eating, the demeanor when talking, The collocation of clothing, and even the spices used for incense, etc.

One day, after Murong An smelled the long-lasting fragrance left by Xie Minchang at the place where he sat, he immediately sent someone to inquire about the spices he used, and purchased similar ones to scent his clothes.

External imitation is immediate, but internal cultivation cannot be learned in a short period of time. Even so, just a slight change in appearance has already given Murong a taste of the sweetness. He is sensitively aware that his father recently discussed with him When working, it seems that the face is much more pleasant.

This complicates Murong's feelings towards Xie Min. It not only implies an indescribable secret jealousy, but also has to admit that he needs the help of the other party, and whenever the two of them are alone in the same space, he can always feel the love in his heart. Unbelievably calm, so recently the other party has been staying in his room more and more frequently.

When he was young, Xie Yin put the brewed tea in front of him.

Murong Qing glanced at the clear tea in the tea bowl, did not move, but waited for the other party to pick up the tea bowl, Fang imitated his posture without any trace, took a sip of tea, and then said: "This way of making tea, my first See you once."

"I learned it from a friend," Xie Min said as if to reply, "Only by skimming the condiments can the true taste of tea be tasted."

Murong Qing nodded, took another sip of hot tea, tasted the taste of bitterness first and then sweetness, and suddenly felt that the glass of clear water in his bowl became more elegant.

"The policy of emphasizing agriculture you proposed has been appreciated by the king." Putting down the tea bowl, Murong Guang said vaguely, "He ordered me to return to Datong City and personally go to the fields to cultivate the fields, setting an example and restoring people's livelihood."

"This is a good thing for Your Highness."

"A good thing?" Murong Qing raised his eyebrows, and there was darkness in his eyes.

He finally got Murong Liao's permission to go out with the army, but now because of a letter of proposal from the other party to "rest with the people", he had to return to the capital to teach the people how to farm and develop sericulture. How could he be willing? .

"His Highness's ability does not lie in going out to fight. It is of no benefit to His Highness to stay here. Returning to the capital, setting an example to teach farming and mulberry, and restoring Dongzhou, which was hit by the snowstorm, is the merit that His Highness can obtain," Xie Min said calmly. Then, looking up at the other person's eyes, he said, "It's also the scene of peace that Shanyu wants to see."

Murong Qing's eyes trembled slightly, and his emotions were surging.

That's right, he has always hated Murong Feng's repeated military exploits and won his father's favor, but he didn't know what he could do to please his father. The task assigned to him by his father this time was just an opportunity to make meritorious deeds.

Murong Qing swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said: "If I return to the capital, you may also follow me."

Xie Yin nodded: "Yin can go to Datong City with His Highness."

"Why, don't you want to go back to the country?" Murong Guang hesitated, "Stay in Dingshan County, you can still hope that someone from the Wei Congress will come to rescue you."

"Since you are in this situation, you have no choice." Xie Min replied calmly, as if he had accepted his fate.

"No, you have a choice." Murong Qing said bluntly, "I heard that my second younger brother came to you several times to persuade you to be his assistant?"

"That's true."

"What did he say to you?"

Xie Min paused for a moment, and said: "Your Highness has no virtue and incompetence, and is not suitable to be a prince."

Unexpectedly hearing such a straightforward answer, Murong Qing felt as if he had been hit hard on the head with a hammer, almost unable to maintain the gentle expression on his face.

He pursed his lips tightly and his jaw was tense. After a long time, he forced the corners of his mouth to curl up, picked up the tea bowl and pretended to be relaxed, "My second younger brother always likes to play these jokes with outsiders, so that outsiders think that my brothers are not compatible."

Xie Yin kept silent and looked calm.

Murong Qing couldn't see what he was thinking, and was eager to know the other party's choice, so he asked: "He said these words to you, how do you respond?"

"I have rejected the request of the Second Highness."

"Oh? Why?"

Xie Min raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "Your Highness wants to hear the truth?"

"nature."

"If one of the two Highnesses is chosen to assist, I would rather His Highness inherit the position of Shan Yu," Xie Yin said lightly, "The Second Highness resembles Shan Yu in many aspects, and Wei Guo does not want Murong Xianbei to have another successor who likes to fight. .”

When Murong Qing heard this, he immediately understood why he chose to assist him, and said with a sneer, "You are really in the enemy's camp, and your heart is in the country of Wei."

Xie Yin lowered his head, acquiescing to his words.

Although the truth is not good, the credibility is very high.

Murong Qing believed his reason, and said with a little peace of mind: "Don't worry, since you have chosen me, I will definitely bring you back to Datong City together. From now on, you can help me well and stop thinking about going back to China."

After a pause, he hit another stick and added like a sweet date: "If I inherit the position of Shan Yu in the future, I can make an agreement with you that I will not invade the south."

Xie Yin showed a look of relief, and whispered: "Thank you, Your Highness."

Murong Qing observed the youth's demeanor, and at some point in time, the aloof and aloof air on that chiseled handsome face had gradually faded away, becoming docile and willing to surrender.

He thought he had bought people's hearts, so he couldn't help but feel happy, seeing the other party getting more pleasing to the eye, he said softly: "Talk to me about how to teach Nong Sang."

·

When Xie Yin returned to his courtyard, it was already dusk, and a full moon hung high in the sky, casting a calm moonlight.

Opening the door, Ling's father was holding a mirror and applying makeup to himself according to the tutorials of women's clothing masters learned online. When he saw him coming back, he put down his things and got up and said, "Why are you coming back later and later, you can't give Brother Shu a cuckold ah!"

Xie Yin glanced at him coldly.

Although he didn't know the meaning of the green hat, he could understand his meaning from the other party's foreword and afterword.

Feeling the warning in those eyes, Papa Ling chuckled, and was about to ask him if he had improved his appearance in women's clothing today, when he suddenly and keenly noticed a movement coming from the rear window.

In an instant, Papa Ling's expression changed, and he quickly took out his weapon to protect Xie Min, his eyes fixed on the window.

After a while, there was a knocking sound of knuckles on the wooden lattice from the rear window, which was full of rhythm.

Father Ling was on guard, Xie Min said to him, "Go and open the window, it's mine."

"Ah?" Papa Ling was taken aback for a moment before realizing what was going on, curled his lips and said, "You didn't say it earlier."

Opening the window, a masked man jumped into the house and pulled off the scarf. It turned out to be a typical face of Wei people.

Father Ling put away his weapon, turned around and saw the other party dressed in night clothes, couldn't help taking a screenshot and posted it on the forum, thinking to himself that this game also has the assassin profession, so when he doesn't play soldiers, maybe he can go to Play Assassin, it looks pretty cool.

The person who came was Xie Shi, the leader of Xie's trilogy.

Xie Shi quickly walked up to Xie Min, knelt down on one knee to submit the document, and reported in a low voice: "Murong Feng doesn't seem to like to write, and he doesn't often communicate with others. I searched his residence and only got this A volume of documents."

Xie Yin took the document and opened it. What was written on it was related to the art of war. It was probably copied by Murong Feng from somewhere, and there were some notes from him on it.

Papa Ling came over, glanced at the content on the paper, frowned and said: "Don't you read the content before you take things, it's useless to search for this thing!"

Xie Yin ignored him, turned around and told Xie Shi to grind the ink, then took out some blank paper, dipped the pen into the ink, and copied a line of ink on the paper according to the scroll.

At first, Papa Ling didn't understand what he was doing for copying the content of these military books. He looked at the document and then at the blank paper, and after a while he suddenly realized that the handwriting on the two copies was exactly the same!

He was imitating Murong Feng's handwriting.

After realizing this, Papa Ling couldn't help sighing inwardly.

He has seen the handwriting written by Xie Min, it is elegant and elegant without losing its style, it is completely different from the unrestrained and unrestrained handwriting on the manuscript, he can imitate another person's handwriting so true and false at a glance Difficult to distinguish, it is really admirable.

After copying the contents of the document, Xie Yin closed the document and handed it to Xie Shi, saying: "Return to the original place, and then come and see me."

"promise."

Seeing the man put on his face mask again and leave through the back window, Papa Ling asked in a daze, "What are you going to do?"

Xie Min took out the letter and said calmly, "In two days, we will go to the capital of Murong Xianbei, Datong City."

Papa Ling opened his mouth wide in surprise: "Huh?"

Xie Yin raised his eyes to look at him and said, "Sit down, I'll tell you carefully."

Papa Ling realized that what he was going to say next might be very important, so he said "oh", sat down cross-legged on the mat obediently, and listened to the other party's explanation of the plan.

The quiet night wind kept blowing from the rear window, and the candles on the table were shaken by the wind, but they burned more and more vigorously.

·

Xunzhou, Miyang City.

A carriage entered the city through the city gate and moved slowly on the road.

The morning sun was warm, and the warm wind gently blew the swaying door curtain of the carriage.

Qiu Xi lifted the curtain and looked out the window. There was a lot of people beside the road, and there were long queues outside the shops. People in red hats could be seen running on the street everywhere, and the streets were filled with cheerful shouts.

She hadn't seen such a lively scene for a long time. She opened her eyes wide and couldn't help sighing: "This Miryang City is so prosperous, it's more lively than Nanzhe City in the past."

"It was also built and developed in the past two years." Yin Yunying said.

When Miryang was still under the control of the Huns, he lived here for a while, so from his perspective, the changes in the city within two years are the most profound and significant.

When he left, the city was decayed and lonely, and the people were living in dire straits. Now that he returns to his hometown, the people have escaped the suffering.

Seeing such a scene, Yin Yunying felt a sense of relief and satisfaction for no reason.

He thought to himself, maybe this is the charm of this game!

Even if you don't personally participate in the construction, you will still feel very proud when you see your camp becoming stronger and stronger.

After traveling for a certain distance, the coachman turned his head and asked in a relatively empty place, "Mr. Lord, Miryang City is here. Where do you think I will send it to you?"

Yin Yunying glanced at the game map and replied, "The Governor's Mansion."