Dressed as the Regent's Runaway Wife

In front of you is a stretch of city wall.

The city wall is made of stone, mud, and bricks. It is built into a tall square shape, rising from the plain, forming a series of solid obstacles, stretching from the coast to the distant mountains, majestic, tall and majestic.

Meng Huan blinked, of course he knew this.

——This is the Great Wall, the Great Wall!

Even if it's fiction, something in the blood is awakened.

He looked back at the mountain journey with the horses: "...Then what is the contribution we want to make?"

"It's at the top of the mountain." Shan Xing urged the horse forward.

The horses walked slowly up the hill. There was a sentry post on the top of the hill overlooking the entire Shanhaiguan Pass. However, when they passed by, they found that the city tower was dilapidated and the watchtower was also washed away by the rain.

"So that's it." Meng Huan nodded clearly, "There is no one in the watchtower. Did the prince's army escape the surveillance on the tower last night and enter the city smoothly?"

Shan Xing: "Yes."

Meng Huan's back felt cold, and he couldn't help but muttered: "What if it wasn't the prince's army that entered the city last night, but the enemy army?"

Will they also enter the city so smoothly?

I dare not continue to think about it.

Shan Xing smiled wryly: "Yes, Mao Chengchang thought that Zhu Lizhen's cavalry was still far away, and the moat was damaged, so he didn't rush to build it. If Zhu Lizhen's cavalry came to fight these days, wouldn't our city pass be lost?"

"indeed so."

Meng Huan stepped on his feet and looked in a further direction.

In ancient times, wars were based on siege. The most important defense facilities for a city were moats, moats, moats, pavilion barriers, and side walls. Every repair required a large number of soldiers and farmers, and a lot of material and financial resources. .

The battle is very tragic. The moat is deep, and there is water to fill it with water. When there is no water, the bottom of the pit is filled with spikes. Hard siege can only use the corpses of soldiers and farmers to fill the river. After filling, ladders and battering rams, etc. Only siege equipment can pass.

Once successful, ten thousand bones will wither.

The breeze blows Meng Huan's hair away, revealing his white and full forehead. He looks around the entire city gate in the wilderness with strange and complicated emotions in his eyes.

I used to think that war was far away from me, but now I find that it is very close to me.

“The Great Wall was built to defend against the group of aliens riding horses,” Shan Xing said. “Now the walls and walls are broken and in danger. It’s shocking.”

Meng Huan understood what he should do: "Then shall we build city defenses immediately?"

Shan Xing: "Yes."

Meng Huan: "Okay, I'll come in handy."

He set aside the easel, picked up the penholder, and took a deep breath.

Then, I drew all the city walls and mountains that I saw on the top of the mountain, drew a picture of the city, and marked down the damaged city walls to ensure that each place was recorded and handed over to Shan Xing.

Painters can't do much in wartime, many things can be done by counselors, and generally they don't bring painters alone.Meng Huan is now at the level of doing odd jobs everywhere.

However, it is useful anyway.

They rode back to the city.The horses swayed all the way, and after inspecting the city walls, they returned to the Yamen and handed the blueprints to a white-faced man.

Shan Xing said, "Assistant Li, I'm sorry."

This Vice-Lang Li looks fair and clean, and his rank doesn't seem to be very high. There are only a few subordinate servants around him, and he looks very poor.

He received the blueprint from Shan Xing: "Okay, the next official will assign each household to burn bricks and complete the city defense as soon as possible."

Throughout the afternoon, Meng Huan followed Li Fulang, running around places where architectural drawings were needed, doing odd jobs, and asking him for advice on how to draw professional military maps.

In the evening, the sun sets.

Lin Bozhou entered the city covered in sweat and smell of gunpowder smoke. Among the rubble, he saw Meng Huan, who was covered in dust and dust, squatting like a small mushroom, talking with another official.

Li Fulang said: "Little Xianggong draws pictures very well, but when drawing maps, he pays more attention to mountains, rivers, city defense forces and roads. These young Xianggongs must be kept in mind."

Meng Huan: "Yeah, good."

Li Fulang stroked his finger on the sand all over the ground: "For example, Shanhaiguan where we are now, here is a city, this one is a border town, and this is a moat..."

Meng Huan carefully looked at the sand on the ground.

All afternoon, he ran around with the generals and the people who were building the city defenses. His body was covered in mud and sand, his hair was also filled with sand, and his face had a few stains, like a dirty little wild cat.

Hearing the sound of dismounting, Deputy Li hurriedly stood up and saluted: "My lord."

Meng Huan also stood up, rubbing mud on his face: "My lord."

Lin Bozhou's eyes stayed on his face for a short while, and glanced at the map drawn in the sand on the ground. His attitude towards Meng Huan was indifferent, and after a reply in his throat, he turned his head to inspect the construction progress of the city defense.

"..."

Great.

Really good at pretending.

Meng Huan felt like a wife ignored by her husband who came home from get off work.

QAQ.

Lin Bozhou inspected, Li Fulang had to accompany him, before running over he said: "Then study another day."

"Thank you." Meng Huan sincerely thanked you.

Li Fulang turned and left, ran to Lin Bozhou, and reported the progress of the city defense construction.

Gee tut.

Meng Huan couldn't help looking at Lin Bozhou for a while.

The man held the long knife by his side with one hand, his back was straight, his brows and eyes were indifferent, and his lips were tightly pursed.For more than half a month, the gloomy and powerful sense of a general in him has become more and more powerful.

Civil officials want face, Lin Bozhou had a warm spring breeze at that time, but now, commanding generals need a simple and rough sense of oppression, so his temperament quickly became extremely cold and stern.

... The sense of distance was too strong, and Meng Huan was a little scared when he saw it.

Damn it, Lin Bozhou is really talking nonsense when he sees people, talking nonsense to hell.

He pretends to be what others are afraid of.

Guessing that he would be busy for a while, Meng Huan looked at his body covered in dust and sweat, and decided to take a bath first.

He went directly to the courtyard where Lin Bozhou lived in the General Military Mansion, and wrenched the water upwards. When the cold water soaked his upper skin, Meng Huan's tiredness seemed to be swept away from his bones, and his body was bubbling with comfort.

I washed my hair first, then took a wet handkerchief and rubbed my face vigorously, rubbing the dust on my neck, until my face was flushed, but it seemed that I couldn't wash it off at all.

Meng Huan pursed his lips and looked around.

The gate of the courtyard was guarded by royal guards armed with weapons. He did not stop him from entering, but there were servants guarding the room.

Meng Huan was a little embarrassed to take off his clothes, always feeling that he would be seen.He gritted his teeth and planned to find a hidden place. After looking for a long time, he found a corridor with screens and green trees.

Meng Huan brought the cold water over.Drenched in sweat all day, the clothes turned into wet skin sticking to the flesh, and it actually hurt a little when I took them off.

The more you pull down, the more you feel the pain in your bones, it's even more tiring than spending a night with Lin Bozhou.

Meng Huan's shoulders were originally fair, but in the dust there were red marks from his clothes, which seemed to be a little sunburned, his bones were slender, and it hurt when touched.

Meng Huan exhaled lightly.

Then, he gently wiped his body with cold water, because it was too cold, he couldn't help shivering a little.

Meng Huan sighed silently in his heart.

It was a good time to be Lin Bozhou's princess, but now I am an ordinary person, and I can easily take a hot bath if I want to.Who would have thought that even drinking boiled water was a popular habit in the first few decades of modern times after the outbreak of malaria?Ordinary people like them can't afford hot water, and can only drink cold river water even in winter, because it is too much of a waste of firewood.

Meng Huan thought about it while taking a bath. If he had no relationship with Lin Bozhou when he was wearing this book, it was probably a corpse that filled the trench during the war.

As he was thinking about it, footsteps suddenly sounded behind him.

"My lord." "My lord."

There were salutes one after another.

Lin Bozhou is back.

"...!"

Meng Huan looked back, his position was fairly hidden, Lin Bozhou couldn't see him, but Meng Huan could see Lin Bozhou striding into the courtyard with a knife in one hand through the gap, and handed the long knife to the person beside him, After receiving the herbal tea, he rinsed his mouth and spat it out, then drank a new bowl.

I hope Lin Bozhou won't find himself.

Meng Huan had already taken off his trousers, and twisted his handkerchief very quietly, for fear of being heard by others.But after twisting, the progress of cleaning was accelerated.

He didn't want to be seen by Lin Bozhou.

In the military yard, everyone took a shower naked, standing in a row in the yard naked to take a shower, but after all, Meng Huan had a relationship with Lin Bozhou, and he was embarrassed to see him hiding in the bath.

In the main room, Lin Bozhou sat and closed his eyes to rest, and the guard next to his ear said: "My lord, the young master of Chen An's family is here, and he is probably waiting for the lord in the room."

Lin Bozhou just opened his eyes, but when he entered the wing room, he didn't see Meng Huan.

He said "Huh?" "Going back again?"

"I didn't see you coming out of the door. The subordinates are looking for it?"

Lin Bozhou opened his eyelids, looked at the wet water stains beside the well in the yard, and curled his lips thoughtfully: "No, you all go down."

The crowd exited the yard one after another.

Lin Bozhou stood up from his chair and called softly, "Huanhuan?"

The voice came from the front hall to the corridor outside the courtyard where Meng Huan was hiding.

"..."

Meng Huan pursed his lips, pretending not to hear.

"Huanhuan?" Lin Bozhou's voice sounded again.

Meng Huan was a little anxious.

He twisted the wet handkerchief and wiped it again, and found that there was still black dust on his arm, so he couldn't agree to it, and it seemed that he couldn't wash it off even if he accelerated it, so he gritted his teeth.

Lin Bozhou's voice was gentle: "Where is Huanhuan, my husband's baby?"

hateful!

He is so good at teasing!

Meng Huan couldn't help it, so he could only say "Mmm qwq!"

A moment later, a tall figure walked out of the corridor.

Through the bamboo fence, Meng Huan hurriedly stopped him: "Don't come over!"

Lin Bozhou stopped in his tracks: "What's wrong?"

Meng Huan said, "I'm taking a shower, you can come in after I'm done."

Knowing that this sentence is very fragile, as expected, Lin Bozhou acted as if he hadn't heard it, and walked steadily: "Do you still care about this between husband and wife?"

Meng Huan shouted loudly: "Don't come here!"

It's very annoying, and I want a little privacy occasionally!

Lin Bozhou smiled, stopped in his tracks, and asked, "Is my husband standing outside waiting for you?"

Only then did Meng Huan say "um": "Stand there, don't move, don't come over."

"Okay, help Huanhuan watch the wind for my husband," Lin Bozhou stood quietly for a moment, and then said, "Can I be closer for my husband? Stand outside the bamboo fence and get closer to Huanhuan, but don't come in."

Meng Huan opened his lips.

He couldn't refuse that.

I had no choice but to nod: "Then come here, and if you say you are not allowed to enter, I will be angry if you come in."

Lin Bozhou said with a smile, "Okay."

He walked to the depths of the corridor, separated from Meng Huan by a wall of flowers.In the evening, the greenery is lush, and there are some small purple flowers on the bamboo fence, and the petals are flying.

Even though he didn't enter the fence, Meng Huan could still feel his scorching body temperature, fluctuating breathing, and exhaustion from running all day.

The cold water fell on his shoulders, and when there were people around him, the sense of immorality of bathing in the yard in broad daylight became stronger. Meng Huan's ears turned red, and he asked softly, "What did my husband do today?"

"I went to the training ground of the regiment army and looked at the nearby barracks. I counted the number of people. As expected, the guards were empty and there were no more soldiers. There is a high probability that the army will be reorganized and practiced before the conscription will be issued." Lin Bozhou After finishing speaking lightly, he changed his tone and asked him, "Where's Huanhuan?"

Meng Huan was so excited, he quickly praised me: "I rode a horse to the mountain to draw a map today, and I helped Vice-Lang Li look at the city defense map in the afternoon, and I also learned how to draw a map—"

Talking too excitedly, when the veil touched the sunburned skin on his shoulder, Meng Huan let out a suppressed cry of pain:

"hiss--"