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Chapter 269 Shepherding Beihai (Ask for a monthly ticket at the beginning of the month)

Ren Ming also sighed silently.

He originally thought that if he had time, he would meet Sister Li.

Now it seems unlikely.

If this opportunity is missed, there is a high probability that the two will not be able to see each other during the entire Spring Festival.

She was busy recording programs, and as the leader of Nanjiang Satellite TV, she must have a lot of things to do.

Although he could ask Jiang Wenjian that he would go back tomorrow, it's not good to be special.

We are a team, so we should advance and retreat together.

Standing at the door of the hotel, he looked in the direction of Longtian International Community.

What is she doing now?
Before he could think too much, someone urged him over there.

"Teacher Ren, get in the car and leave."

"understood."

……

six o'clock.

It was still dark and the air was still cold.

The filming team on a business trip to Nanjiang returned to the unit. At this time, the CCTV was sparsely populated, which was incomparable to the busy daytime situation.

Jiang Wenjian put the filmed material in the production department.

After waiting for three hours, the colleagues in the production department can start editing the material as soon as they go to work.

This is why they rushed back overnight.

If they come back after a night of sleep, plus the time spent on the road, the editing will be one day late.

The "Xia Kingdom in the Treasure" program group is a large team of hundreds of people, which is subdivided into various small teams. If they are faster, other teams will have more time.

It's not that Jiang Wenjian is being a bad guy, but that all the colleagues in the variety show channel think so.

He doesn't know about other channels, but on their variety show channel, colleagues still love each other very much.

After handing in the materials, their task is considered complete.

This temporary team was disbanded.

Ren Ming came to a restaurant that was open almost 24 hours a day, drank a bowl of hot porridge, and added a baked golden brown pancake, and the cold and fatigue accumulated on the road were swept away.

He took out his phone and looked at it, it was still some time before dawn.

The leader specially granted him a day off.

Q: What are your favorite pastimes on days off?
Answer: sleep.

Ren Ming thought so too, so he took the subway home.

It was still early, and there were few people in the subway, so he finally didn't have to deal with the fans.

When he got home, he fell asleep.

In the pitch-black sky, a ray of light appeared at some point, and slowly, the endless darkness that shrouded the earth was gradually eroded by this light.

Until finally, a round of red sun hung in the sky.

The sun rose higher and higher, and when it reached the highest point, in the bedroom, after a big stretch, Ren Ming sat up.

Rubbing his messy hair, he went to the bathroom to wash in a daze.

He ate breakfast before going to bed, which made him still feel full in his stomach.

Don't be in a hurry to eat, so call your girlfriend.

After a phone call, he had nothing to do again.

Then "chasing drama".

In his hand, a golden pocket watch appeared again.

After choosing the time, a familiar sense of illusion appeared in front of his eyes. A few seconds later, a Han court appeared in his sight.

……

100 BC.

Summer.

An ordinary court meeting, but because of a piece of news from the Huns, everyone was furious.

The envoy sent by Daxia to the Huns is now being detained, and his life and death are unknown.

How can this be tolerated? !

"Your Majesty, please allow me to lead [-] elite soldiers to break through that son-of-a-bitch Huns lair." A general blew his beard and stared.

Emperor Xia was young, kneeling on the main hall of Weiyang Palace, his face was flushed with excitement at this time.

Hearing the general's speech, he got up slightly, and was about to agree to the request when, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Prime Minister Su, who was kneeling and sitting at the head left without saying a word.

Su Xiang was an important minister of the late emperor, without Su Xiang's approval, he could not easily make his own decision.

Kneeling down again, he coughed, and the officials thought he was about to speak, so they all fell silent.

He looked at Su Xiang, imitating the late emperor, suppressing his still immature voice, and said: "What does Su Xiang think?"

Being named, I have to say, Su Jian calmly said: "I think it is impossible."

Hearing his words, the generals were excited.

The person who spoke before said: "Su Xiang, Su Mu is still in the Huns, I also want to rescue him."

Emperor Xia also nodded unconsciously.

That's right, your son's life or death is still uncertain over there, are you not in a hurry?
Su Jiandao: "This is not the time to go to war. There are three reasons. First, it is winter, and it is time to recuperate. If you send troops rashly, your morale may be damaged on the road. The generals are familiar with the art of war. This should be Knows better than I do."

"Secondly, my Great Xia has fought against the Xiongnu for years, and the national treasury is empty. Fighting in winter will cost more and will only overdraw our national strength. Thirdly, the Huns claim to have millions of people who control strings. This number may be slightly exaggerated, but There must be no less than 70 soldiers ready to fight."

He looked at General Wu and said, "General Wu, you said that you want to use one hundred thousand elite soldiers to break through the Huns' lair. I don't know if you have the confidence to defeat these no less than 70 string-controlling soldiers?"

General Wu blushed and couldn't answer.

If he can spend 70 to [-], he will resign from office and go home without anyone telling him, because dreaming can increase the possibility.

Su Jian smiled, shook his head, stopped looking at him, and continued: "As for my son Su Mu's life and death in the Huns, he was the one who asked to be sent as an envoy at the beginning, so he should have thought about the consequences. He has reached the crown and is responsible for his own decision .”

Looking at Emperor Xia, Su Jian respectfully said: "The above are the reasons why I think it is not allowed to send troops. Please think twice, Your Majesty."

Emperor Xia thought over and over again, and said in a low voice: "What Prime Minister Su said is absolutely true, the matter of sending troops should not be said lightly."

The emperor's words are the final conclusion on this matter.

The ministers who were excited just now, all quieted down.

However, there are still people who evaluate Su Jian in their hearts: Although he is a loyal minister, he is by no means a good father.

His son was in danger, yet he could still put forward three reasons why he could not send troops without changing his face, it was hard-hearted.

However, no one could notice Su Jian's veined hands under Su Jian's wide sleeves.

……

Beihai, thousands of miles away from the Great Xia Dynasty Hall.

A flock of pure white sheep appeared on the ground. At this time, the cold wind was blowing like knives, and the flock huddled together to fight against the wind and snow.

Around the flock, but no shepherd.

But if you can get up in the air and look down on the sheep, you will find out.

In the very center of the flock, there seems to be a "sheep", which is completely different from the surrounding sheep.

And that "sheep" was exactly Su Mu.

At this moment, he was squatting among the sheep with his head in his arms, in a state of distress.

Anyone who comes over will not connect this person with the envoy who was as rich as jade a few days ago.

He was completely banished.

In a radius of several miles around him, no human being like him can be found again.

The only ones with him are this group of rams and the stick that is always in his hand.

　Ask for a monthly ticket, there is another update, but after twelve o'clock, everyone can go to bed first.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)