Don't Pick Up Boyfriends From the Trash Bin

Southern Xinjiang, in the military tent.

Pasha was a dark-faced man with a pale expression on his face.

He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, held a page of letter paper in one hand, and rested his other hand on the sheepskin map, searching for a certain location.

Standing in front of the map was a man who looked like the Central Plains. He was a standard middle-aged man in his 40s and [-]s who would not be familiar with him even if he had seen him a few times.He was holding the sheepskin hat in one hand, grinning wide, and there was no sign of a smile. His neck was stretched forward, and he kept wiping the endless sweat on his chin with the fur trimmed on the brim of the hat.

Pasha looked at it for a while, then said coldly: "Go down and receive the reward."

The corner of the man's lips curled up obsequiously, and he bowed twice with a smile: "Thank you, master, thank you, master."

He bent over and retreated like a shrimp.

After people left, Pasha snorted coldly.

His lieutenant followed up, with a gloomy expression: "Master Pasha, do you still believe that the surname is Chu?"

Pasha groaned, unexpectedly showing an acquiescing appearance.

"Why do you still believe him?!" Pasha's lieutenant was Aisha's nephew, and he was extremely annoyed by his uncle's death, "He was responsible for Master Aisha's sudden death, and we also detected the poison from the wax. His letter is clearly intended to harm Lord Aisha!"

Pasha was vague: "He sent a lot of useful secret messages. It was a camel thorn we planted in the Beifu army. How could we discard it lightly."

The lieutenant-general complained: "A few days ago Dingyuan was defeated and lost thousands of elite soldiers. Isn't he the one who wants us to attack?"

Pasha was a little irritable, and raised his voice a little: "But the information he gave is correct! We have three attacks to set the distance, and Wen Feiru has indeed never played!"

The lieutenant general stopped talking, but judging from his expression, he didn't seem to be persuaded at all.

He asked: "Does the general think that the Beifu army really wants to attack Fusui?"

Fusui is a city captured by Southern Xinjiang in the war of the previous year. Like Pei City, it is located on the border of Zhennan Pass. The city defense is strong and easy to defend but difficult to attack.

Because Fusui's geographical location is not superior, and it is a tough nut to crack, the Beifu army faced this steel fortress for a year without moving in order to recuperate.

Pasha asked, "Why do you think the Beifu army will not take the city?"

The lieutenant general said: "It's not that this subordinate doesn't believe your judgment, it's that he doesn't believe what the surname Chu said. The Beifu army hasn't moved for a year, so why are they attacking Fusui now?"

Pasha asked back: "Do you know that the thirteenth prince went to the border to patrol the border on behalf of the old dog of the Central Plains?"

The lieutenant was taken aback.

Pasha looked down at the sheepskin map: "The dogs in the Central Plains are very happy, and Jinghong was no exception at that time. Naturally, he wanted to find a good battle to show the old emperor. The victory of Peicheng is close at hand, so we must Taking advantage of the high morale, go all out and win another victory. Fusui is the best choice."

Pasha pointed to Fusui on the map: "... Fusui is not considered a big city, but its terrain is easy to defend and difficult to attack. They don't need to attack by force, they only need to besiege the city. Three thousand soldiers and horses are enough. Near Fusui, The Beifu army that can be mobilized within a day or two is only three thousand at most."

Lieutenant general: "There are two thousand soldiers in the city. With the danger of the land, they can always survive until the reinforcements come, right?"

Pasha: "Are you stupid? Do the math. Fusui is located on the edge of Zhennan Pass. It is a small town. The post is released every five days to show safety. Can the soldiers give up the danger of the city and take down the enemy of three thousand with two thousand troops?"

The deputy general was still not convinced: "Although there is no beacon tower in Fusui, there are signal posts for warning. If you don't report your safety within five days, the nearby army will send spies to investigate the situation. Besides, the subordinates remember clearly, and calculated by the date. Wu Yichun General Wu's grain transport army has only brought new grain to Fusui not long ago, so why should Fusui be afraid of the five-day siege?"

Pasha asked again: "...Then do you remember that the drinking water for the whole city of Fusui is only supplied by the Fusui River?"

The lieutenant was speechless.

"The Fusui River is just a tributary. Now that the spring solstice is not long, the water volume is not large. If the Beifu Army plans to cut off the water flow, and the water source in Fusui City is cut off, how long can it last with only a few wells?"

Realizing the seriousness of the situation, the deputy general breathed a sigh of relief: "What does the general think we should do? Should we report this matter to General Timur?"

Pasha waved his hand: "Aisha died, and I went back to the city without permission to deal with his affairs, which has already caused Timur to be dissatisfied with me. Besides, how many merits I have given him these years, we should let our own benefited from it."

"But without General Timur's warrant, we can't transfer troops without permission..."

"Didn't you just say that?" Pasha rolled his green eyes, showing a bit of wolf-like cunning, "Wu Yichun's grain transport army just left."

The lieutenant general frowned: "General Wu...Although the food transport army has five thousand soldiers, in terms of combat power, our battalion can fight against two."

"And what about the [-] elite soldiers who were besieged in Fusui?" Pasha put down the letter and pressed his hands on the edge of the map, "The Beifu army's trip is a secret attack, and they are caught off guard. They will not really mobilize the army to attack A small town, now that their tactics are known to us, the secret is a joke."

He let out a breath: "Use the best horse to send a letter to General Wu. Tell him that he no longer needs to be with food and grass all day long. The opportunity to make meritorious service has come. With the two thousand troops in Fusui as the main combat force, they don't have to worry too much about it." It takes a lot of effort, you only need to assist from the side, and attack from both inside and outside, it is a great achievement."

"The most important thing is..." he continued, "the thirteen princes may come to supervise the battle, after all, this battle is for him to watch. If he can catch that son of a bitch, no matter whether he lives or dies, then he will kick him." On the Qingyun Ladder."

The lieutenant general asked a lot: "At the time when the letter was sent, the Beifu army should have just left. Then why not send the letter directly to Fusui to avoid..."

Pasha's green eyes slanted, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The deputy general figured it out, and immediately said: "Then I will write a letter now, asking General Wu to order his troops and horses, make all preparations, and go to help Fusui after he runs out of ammunition and food."

Pasha nodded slightly, pleased with his enlightenment: "Let's do it."

Walking to the front of the tent, the deputy general hesitated for a while, then turned around and said, "General, after all this has been said, there is still one thing that I don't understand....Why do you trust a person from the Central Plains so much?"

Pasha said nothing, but waved his hand and told him to go out.

The deputy general took the military order and silently resigned.

Pasha smoothed the curled corners of the sheepskin map, and thought of the paper that Aisha preciously held in front of his eyes two years ago.

It was a trace of jade pendant on a rubbing.

The imprint is bright red and distinct, and on it is the eagle mark that can only be used by the king of Southern Border.

He excitedly said: "Do you know where this came from?... Do you remember Chu Ziling? The Central Plains man who always delivers news for us? According to him, this object is a souvenir left by his biological father to his biological mother."

At that time, Pasha understood the meaning of Aisha's words, and was slightly shocked, but he didn't take it seriously: "How do you know it's not an imitation?"

Aisha said: "This person has been communicating with us for three years. He is indeed a member of Shi Jinghong's family, and he has indeed provided us with a lot of information."

Pasha was disdainful: "Even if he is really the king's bead, what can he do as an illegitimate child?"

To this day, Pasha still remembers Aisha's bright eyes: "The illegitimate child can also be our ladder."

The word "Qingyun Ladder" echoed in Pasha's mind.

At that time, he laughed at Aisha for trusting Chu Ziling too much, but after a few years, he also unconsciously regarded Chu Ziling as a good ladder.

Thinking about it, wouldn't Chu Ziling do the same?

Since they are using each other, let's use the benefits to speak.

As Aisha once said, Chu Ziling helped them so much, why did he poison Aisha to death for no reason, cutting off the power he had cultivated for nearly ten years in vain?

There is no reason.

The letter could be replaced, perhaps by some concubine or slave who hated Aisha.

In the worst case, the Shi family found out that someone was sending a message, intercepted the carrier pigeon, and used his hand to turn an army and eradicate the receiver, but they failed to find out who the sender was.

That Chu Ziling had a meticulous mind, and he wrote beautiful small script with his right hand, but his left hand could imitate Shi Tingyun's handwriting in a natural and unrestrained way, and he never showed his left hand to others.At that time, I heard that the young master's handwriting was unique in Wangcheng, and people often imitated it, and Shi Tingyun trusted the people around him, so he must have not suspected Chu Ziling, otherwise these national thieves would have killed him immediately, how could he Is there any reason to stay by your side?

Pasha slowly rolled up the sheepskin map, and the stone-like coldness shone in his green eyes.

...Ten thousand steps back, Chu Ziling's intentions and identity were really discovered by Shi Tingyun, and this tip-off was intended to send his own soldiers to die, which was also a bad move.

He will not act rashly, even if he wants to die, Wu Yichun will go.

Let's see how things develop.

At the same time, in a small town fifty miles away from Fusui.

Chi Xiaochi had already come here to set up camp first.

It took half a day to travel here, and a lot of things have been arranged since then, and now Chi Xiaochi is so sleepy that he has no time to go back to his room, so he fell asleep with his head propped up in the main hall of a mansion that was temporarily opened as a command post up.

Chu Ziling entered the room to pour tea, and saw Li Yeshu sitting under the young master, frowning, holding a map, thinking on a sand table.

Chu Ziling put down the tea and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Li Yeshu hissed, making sure he didn't wake up the dozing young master, and said: "Keep your voice down, young master is very tired."

The corner of Chu Ziling's mouth twitched slightly.

Seriously, from the perspective of a young servant, making a fuss out of a molehill, what is all this hard work in the military camp?

He bent down to look at the map in Li Yeshu's hand.

But Li Yeshu put the map away and said solemnly: "No. This is given to me by the young master."

Chu Ziling looked at him unexpectedly: "Young Master allowed me to participate in military affairs, have you forgotten?"

Li Yeshu still covered his hands and refused to show it: "Young master said that this matter involves confidentiality, and only let me understand it alone. I am not allowed to tell outsiders, and I am not asked to ask outsiders."

Chu Ziling teased him: "Didn't you just look at the map of Fusui? This plan was set up by the young master, and I will assist you. What is the secret to me? Besides, I am not an outsider."

Unexpectedly, Li Yeshu would not accept his set. He covered the map and went to the other side of the sand table, and said seriously: "Whatever you say, I will not show it to you. I have never asked the young master to give it to you before." tactics."

Chu Ziling was stunned for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he was angry and funny.

...He really takes himself seriously?

The sound of Li Yeshu's footsteps seemed to startle the superiors. Chi Xiaochi woke up, rubbed his eyes, and calmly drank the hot tea that Chu Ziling had just served.

Chu Ziling laughed beside him and said, "My lord, good news, the warehouse where the letter sentry is stored in the city has been infiltrated by the dead, and the letter sentry has been watered beforehand, and all of them have become squibs."

Chi Xiaochi nodded.

But Li Yeshu said: "But...my lord, I think it's a little inappropriate to attack Fusui this time..."

Chi Xiaochi put down the teacup and asked him patiently, "What's wrong?"

Li Yeshu was not very confident. He glanced at Chu Ziling and stammered, "Can we...can we break the city within five days? If the soldiers in the city rush out of the city to fight to the death due to lack of water, the fish die and the net is broken..."

Chi Xiaochi said nothing, and turned to look at Chu Ziling with a smile.

Chu Ziling also found it funny: "Ah Shu, the Beifu army is not a sack of wine and food, and the people of Southern Xinjiang are just two shoulders, so why bother with other people's ambitions? Two thousand against three thousand, how can they not win?"

Li Yeshu was a little anxious, he held up the map and gestured with a slight stutter: "My lord, I'm just afraid that someone has set up a pocket and is waiting for us to get into it."

Chu Ziling's heart skipped a beat, and he opened his mouth to retort: ​​"Army transfer is a secret matter. As long as there is no internal response, this battle will be sure. Besides, if everyone is as afraid of this as you are, the battle will be impossible. gone."

Li Yeshu was inexperienced, so seeing that the young master did not refute Chu Ziling's words, he had no choice but to keep silent.

"Don't think about it so much." Chi Xiaochi stood up, "A Ling, go back and pack up and rest, and go into battle with me tonight."

Chu Ziling's eyes lit up, and he turned to look at Li Yeshu who was a little downcast, feeling amused by his hidden worries these days.

He is just a kid who has to rack his brains even to think of a strategy. When it comes to the young master's trust in him, how can he compare to himself?

Chi Xiaochi went out, walked around to the backyard, and slapped his face with cold water to refresh himself.

Lou Ying appeared from behind him shaking the wheelchair, and said with a smile, "Are you going to do it?"

"...Chu Ziling wants to be a duck, and he also wants to set up a memorial archway." Chi Xiaochi wiped his face with the towel he handed over, showing a pair of smiling eyes, "...then I will tattoo a semi-permanent memorial archway on his face."