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Chapter 306: The Drunk Lying on the Battlefield Lord Grim (43)

Chapter 306: The Drunk Lying on the Battlefield Lord Grim (43)
Hearing his name suddenly, Cen Mu raised his head in a daze, opened his mouth, and said nonsense: "I've never seen it before."

Xie Changjun sneered, "I thought Yaowanggu was well-informed and knew everything."

The corner of Cen Mu's eyes twitched, and he saw Ke Yuan who was next to him almost rushing up to beat Mr. Xie, but fortunately Cen Mu stopped him quickly with his eyes and hands, otherwise there would be another dispute.

Xue Zhan ordered people to carry the body back, "Okay, let's all go back."

This incident caused great upheaval in the army, and various military camps began to investigate whether spies had been mixed in.

Cen Mu fished in troubled waters and went to Zhanhu Camp. Xie Changjun was practicing calligraphy in the tent, and before Cen Mu sent someone to invite him, he came out from inside.

With a quick glance, he goes in.Cen Mu followed in, and heard Xie Changjun mockingly: "Why, you know how to go through the main entrance today, and don't sneak a look at me?"

Cen Mu's words were stuck in his mouth, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Xie Zhangjun burst into a smile: "Does it look good?"

He put down the brush, picked up the towel and washed his hands, looking noble and glamorous.

Cen Mu didn't know that his bandit temperament actually had such an elegant side.

The poem on the paper above the desk case reads, "Get on the horse and strike the wild beard, get off the horse and draft the military letter.

If you hold this ambition at twenty, you will be a Confucianist at fifty. "

Xie Changjun fought a tough battle in his twenties, and he has been in a high position ever since.Cen Mu wondered if he could see his 50-year-old appearance, at least from the strength of this poem, he could see that Xie Changjun was not someone who was greedy for fame.

"Let me ask you, those two spies, how did you kill them?"

Xie Zhangjun rolled his eyelids, and joked: "Mr. Cen, don't talk nonsense, I don't know what to do."

Cen Mu walked in front of him, "Others don't know, but you know that I can see that it's your trick."

"What method?" Xie Changjun's eyes were full of waves, and he found it very interesting to see Cen Mu's angry appearance.

"Don't be sloppy, the trace is clearly left by you."

"Mr. Cen clearly said today that you don't know, you haven't seen it before." Xie Changjun looked at him jokingly.

"You!" Cen Mu met his smiling eyes, and instantly understood that this person was teasing him, "Are you bored?"

"Boring." Xie Zhangjun twisted a strand of hair on Cen Mu's shoulders, and his tone suddenly became serious, "This matter has nothing to do with you, you don't need to know. There are spies in the army, and I don't know who they are, so don't ask?"

"Is it tricky?"

Xie Changjun glanced at him, "Don't you guys think I'm a spy? Why do you ask so many questions?"

Cen Mu shook his head, "You are not."

Xie Zhangjun smiled lightly, let go of his hands and turned around to pour two cups of tea, "Marriage with the Xiao family, collusion with Wang Qianchun, one by one, isn't it all you discuss every day?"

Yes, after listening too much, Cen Mu even felt that Xie Changjun really cooperated with Wang Qianchun.Colluded with Mobei to share the food of Dazhao.

But how could a person who could write such verses, who aspired to be a general since childhood, do such a disgraceful thing.

"Others don't believe you, but I believe you." Cen Mu said firmly.

Xie Zhangjun shook his head and chuckled, pulled him over, and put a cup of hot tea in his palm.

Feeling the warmth in the cold hands, Cen Mu raised his eyes to look at Xie Changjun.

"Just because of those two poems?" Xie Zhangjun seemed to be a roundworm in his stomach, knowing what he was thinking, "What if I acted for you?"

Cen Mu shook his head, "You're not that boring. What's more, it doesn't make any sense for you to act for me."

Xie Zhangjun fixed his dark eyes on Cen Mu, "What if I only care about your thoughts?"

Everyone in the world can think that he is a traitor, but you can't.

(End of this chapter)

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