Dressed as the Regent's Runaway Wife

Lin Bozhou: "Continue talking."

The eunuch's voice became lower and lower: "The new-faced Zen master looks very similar to the grandson of the Cui Mansion..."

The voice paused, and the content behind it was self-evident.

After a slight silence, Lin Bozhou clenched the handle of the chair tightly, his shoulders tightened and he let out a breath, his brows and eyes were sullen: "This king already knows, you go down and take a good rest. Come here, I will reward you with a hundred taels of silver."

"Thank you, my lord." The eunuch saluted and turned to leave.

When the yard was empty, Meng Huan walked forward and said casually, "So many rewards?"

"Not much." Lin Bozhou was still a little tired, and held his hand, "Your Majesty doesn't want my husband to know about Cui Lang, so I must have greeted everyone in the palace, but this minister still dares to tell my husband, come back The palace may be a capital offense."

"……yes?"

Meng Huan looked at the eunuch's back unexpectedly. He looked thin and a little old, so he was helped to walk through the porch.

...Meng Huan never thought that words and deeds in the imperial city need to be so cautious, a wrong act can kill a person with a single word.

There was an inexplicable feeling in my heart, as if I had never seen something clearly, Meng Huan asked: "Your Majesty still keeps Cui Lang, what should I do?"

"There is a high probability that Cui Lang made up a set of rhetoric in front of His Majesty, saying that he has no distracting thoughts, is obsessed with Zen and chess, and will never ask about world affairs, so His Majesty is determined to protect him."

Lin Bozhou paused, "But."

"If he doesn't want to take revenge, it's best to find a place to live in seclusion in the mountains, and hang out beside His Majesty. When his clever words and tricks confuse His Majesty, he will definitely try to see him. So he can't stay, he must kill him."

In order for Meng Huan to understand, Lin Bozhou explained the matter in detail.

Meng Huan nodded, trying to follow his train of thought and participate in the discussion.But after a while, all I could say was "Hmm!"

Lin Bozhou lifted up his damp hair, and wiped it gently with a handkerchief, "However, my husband is now in Liaodong, but he stretched out his hand to the capital, intending to kill the Zen master who is next to His Majesty, which will make His Majesty lose his sense of security and give birth to fear." , became suspicious."

With an exclamation point in Meng Huan's heart, she turned her head and looked at him.

"But Cui Lang will definitely die. It's just that His Majesty keeps his affairs as if he doesn't know about it. It's better to let the people in the palace do it and pretend it's an accident."

Although His Majesty will also suspect him, there is no evidence after all, and it will not be as direct as ordering the palace servants to chase and kill Cui Lang, causing psychological trauma.

Meng Huan nodded again: "Okay."

Lin Bozhou knocked on his head, pulled out his deep thoughts, raised the corners of his lips slightly, and signaled the dishes on the table: "It's time to eat."

The government office has not been repaired in the past year, and it is in the midst of war. The eaves and beams are always missing a piece. The items in the city are expensive. In the evening, no candles are lit. .

In the whole courtyard, except for a few servants, all heavy soldiers were stationed, and there was no life in the gloomy atmosphere.

With the thin light, Meng Huan looked around.

"Jinzhou was taken down before. After my husband came, he took back the city. He deepened the trenches at night, built watchtowers, and strengthened the city walls. Only then was it not taken back by Master Zhu Li. Many houses in the city were newly built. Burn it."

Meng Huan hurriedly said, "I don't despise the poor conditions here."

"Well," Lin Bozhou pinched his face lightly, "Hey, sleep with your husband at night."

"..."

Meng Huan blushed a little, lowered his head to pick up the rice with red ears.

So, it is really hard to resist Lin Bozhou's meticulous care.

When he was eating, Lin Bozhou looked down at him, as if Meng Huan was very hungry, and only moved his chopsticks when he remembered.

Meng Huan put a large chopsticks of pork knuckles into his bowl: "Eat quickly, don't look at me!"

"..."

Lin Bozhou lowered his eyes to look into the bowl, seemed to laugh out of breath, and said, "Okay."

The food here is more extensive, and Meng Huan eats more laboriously. When he finishes eating, his forehead is covered with sweat, so he goes to the well next to him, and prepares to fetch water from a bucket to wash his feet and go to sleep.

Unexpectedly, Lin Bozhou got up, "No hurry, go up to the tower to have a look."

Meng Huan froze: "I forgot that you are the king of scrolls."

Lin Bozhou: "?"

Meng Huan smiled: "Nothing."

The two eyes are curved, and the pupils are shining.

"..." Lin Bozhou raised his hand, and then tapped his eyebrows, with a half-smile, "Let's go."

Following him to the door, there stood a pitch-black armor. The man had thick eyebrows and big eyes, with a faint sense of violence between his brows, like a general with a bad temper. It was Si Xu.He saw Lin Bozhou heaved a sigh of relief, and clasped his fists: "The lord is back, and there will be a lot of military information waiting to be reported to the lord."

"Let's go." Lin Bozhou said only one word with his hands behind his back.

Si Xu was the general who presented beautiful women to Lin Bozhou. Meng Huan didn't have a good impression of him, but he seemed to have a way of running the army, which saved Lin Bozhou a lot of energy.

In the evening glow, a group of people walked towards the distant city wall.

Si Xu reported all the military training and military resources, walked up to the city wall, and said, "The prince returned to Shanhaiguan for half a month, and Zhu Lizhen came to attack the city every two or three days. Recently, the frequency has become less and less. Last night, the other side came to attack the city with a wave of people, probably hundreds of people, but they withdrew quickly."

"Ah."

Lin Bozhou patrolled the city wall, and whenever there was a gap broken by the enemy's three beds and catapults, he would quickly fill it up with bricks and stones without leaving any damage.The repaired city wall was stained with blood, and in the moat not far away, some soldiers were digging out the corpses and soil in the trench at night, installing new spikes and repelling horses.

—Anyone who falls into this ditch will be pierced by the spikes and die instantly—and even if they survive, the spikes will be covered with fecal water, and they will die of tetanus at the affected area.

The setting sun is like blood, sprinkled on this city.

In the air, there was a smelly wind with complex ingredients. Meng Huan felt that his breathing became lighter. He asked, "Are we defending Jinzhou?"

Si Xu smiled all over his face: "That's for sure! Zhu Lizhen, a group of barbarians, can't make siege equipment at all, and rely on bloody looting for everything! But the military funds they robbed were exhausted in Jinzhou! Hahahahaha , they immediately become paupers, and attacking any city, they are nothing!"

Meng Huan's bright almond eyes widened: "We're going to win?!"

Si Xu was about to nod his head.

There was the sound of Lin Bo's boat sinking.

"wrong."

He looked at the distance, there was a bunch of dots of fire, covering a wide area, it was the tent where Zhu Li was stationed, the top was covered with snow white, and the shadows of horses were faintly visible.

The shadow stained his chin, carving out a clear and crisp line, but his eyebrows and eyes were completely covered by the shadow, which was extremely damp, and his voice was cold: "I'm afraid they won't fight Jinzhou."

Si Xu's face suddenly collapsed.

The fishy wind blew even worse, blowing away their strands of hair.

The silence in the atmosphere was eerie.

Lin Bozhou frowned, and said: "It is indeed the best route to attack Jinzhou and then enter the customs, but if Jinzhou cannot be attacked for a long time, they may choose to bypass Jinzhou and take another road that is more desolate and more difficult. It can avoid Jinzhou's heavy defense, and even Shanhaiguan's heavy defense."

Si Xu's face turned pale: "That's over! It's over!"

If that's the case, it's game over.

The plain ahead stretches as far as the eye can see. When Si Xu stared at it, he had the urge to kneel down facing the mountains and rivers.

"For a large military defense, the nine borders are more important than the interior; the Shanhaiguan is more important than the other borders. If the opponent bypasses the Shanhaiguan line of Jinzhou, it will be easy to break through other city gates. Because the other fortresses have too few troops, the city walls are too short, and the moats are too short. The water is too shallow, and no one can bear the iron hooves of the Zhu Lizhen clan."

At this point, the followers fell silent, looking at the ferocious black cloud that was about to overwhelm the city gate in the distance.

These black clouds are deep, thick, dark, and oppressive, making the soldiers who are on the battlefield think of the galloping black horses of the enemy, and feel palpitations.

"General Si," Lin Bozhou said, "You said that Zhu Lizhen has attacked the city less frequently these days. It is very likely that they have transferred some of their troops to find other cities, but they still left some people pretending to attack the city, bluffing , confusing sight."

"Are they so smart?" Si Xu was surprised.

In his mind, this group of aliens had nothing but brute force, yet they knew tactics and detours?This shouldn't be a characteristic of nomads!

He was stunned, and something flashed through Meng Huan's mind.

He opened his lower lip, thinking about the original book.

Zhu Lizhen is brave, but his level of education is much lower than that of Da Zong. Da Zong has military books, tactical maps, organization and discipline, and everyone is a genius. Zhu Lizhen didn’t even have words decades ago. , is a completely uncivilized tribe.

But it's such a group of people who can break Lin Bozhou in the original book!

... The reason is that the original master followed An Chui to Zhu Lizhen, and at the same time brought a large number of Han tactics and military skills, commanded the army, and taught them to use Han-made siege equipment to fight against.

Also, Dazong's backstab.

When Meng Huan was in a daze, a voice came from his ear.

"Have you got a map?"

Meng Huan held it in her white hand and handed it to him.

Lin Bozhou seemed to touch the back of his finger lightly, and a burst of heat surged up, making the back of his hand feel like a layer of chestnut, itchy and crisp, as if it had been electrified.

But Lin Bozhou was only fleeting, his eyes left him and fell on the parchment map in his hand.

He lowered his head and pointed at the heavily fortified Jinzhou and Shanhaiguan lines with his fingertips, and then pointed at the mountains beside him, as if he was making long-term considerations.

He looked a little dignified, and said after a while: "We can't sit still and wait for death."

Si Xu asked, "What should I do?"

He tapped his fingertips again, as if he had made up his mind, and the bright moon-like light was in his raised eyes: "Find a place to fight with them, we must severely injure Zhu Lizhen, smash their bones, and break them up , Step into the mud, let them know what pain is like, let them roll back outside the Great Wall in despair, and understand that this is not a land that foreigners can covet."

He gritted his teeth every word, obsessed with every sentence.

The city tower seemed to hear his voice, and the banner was shaking in the foul wind.

An inexplicable reverberation surged in Meng Huan's heart, and he seemed to feel it too, the sound of hissing in everyone's chest.

After looking at the city of Jinzhou, there are high and low female walls, this is not the place where Lin Bozhou was defeated in the original book - if he just sits and guards the isolated city, then he will never be defeated.

But Lin Bozhou wanted to drive this group of people out, he wanted the land to resume cultivation, and the people returned to their hometowns, he wanted to protect the integrity of this piece of land, and he also wanted to protect the tens of thousands of people living in the pass.

Zhu Lizhen's cavalry is too brave, and the decaying Dazong Guards can't compete. To win this battle, you need to rely on luck, timing, strategy, and one more...terrain.

Chibi fire, Jieting hatred, life and death changes, nothing more than that.

Meng Huan's eyes moved.

With Lin Bozhou's back facing, the moon rises in the glow, like fireworks bursting into chaos.

...Meng Huan knew where Lin Bozhou was framed and where he fell.

But he also knew how to pull him up from the heavy sand, wash away the mottled blood, and become a solid and bright weapon, with a murderous look and sharpness when it came out of the box.