The eunuch is not the same as the four seasons

How long can it take? When the water is cold, people will naturally come out of the tub. At that time, she will definitely be able to see the cat's paw prints.

Suddenly, he found that there were two floors in the room, one was against the wall and the other was against the window.

Oh!This bastard actually lived with someone else.

Mu Surao's heart burst into sour bubbles, hum, I defend myself like a jade for you, but you cuckold me.

She gritted her teeth and suppressed her anger. After calming down for a while, she felt that she had mistaken Xiangjiu for Rongluo.

Live together, live together, what to do with her.Turning around, she found Nan Ye standing beside her, and her scalp twitched in fright.

Fortunately, he covered his mouth in time, preventing the scream from bursting out.

He asked in a low voice, "Why did you come here?"

Nan Ye raised his sleeves and touched the sweat on his face indiscriminately, straightened his clothes that had been scratched several times, and answered breathlessly: "The slave is old and useless."

God knows how he got here, first he climbed up the tree, then swung onto the wall with the top branch, and finally stepped on the air, magnificently... fell into Xinzheku.

A handful of old bones almost fell apart.

The first thought when I got up was "I want to retire".

Otherwise, sooner or later, he will be tossed to death by Mu Surao, an uncertain ancestor.

"Have you found Xiangjiu?" Nanye asked.

Mu Surao hastily raised his index finger to his lips, telling him to keep his voice down, and pointed at the hole angrily: "It's inside."

"That's right!" Nan Ye showed joy, "I'm going to take a look."

After saying that, he pouted his buttocks and lay down on the window sill.

Mu·wife-protecting madman·Su Rao grabbed him by the nape of his neck with great force, dragging him to a stagger, thumped, and fell into a dog gnawing mud.

"You dare to look at my people—"

"Who's outside!!" Xiangjiu, who was immersed in the hot bath, was shocked by the wind and grass, and looked around, and found a small hole poked out in the corner of the window screen.

Damn, I'm afraid I'm exposing my daughter.

She waved out a handful of water and extinguished the candle not far away, and the room was instantly invisible.

Immediately, he pulled out the bathtub neatly, wrapped his chest in a mess, put on his clothes and rushed out the door.

And Mu Surao outside the door left Nanye again...and fled away.

But Nan Ye wouldn't just accept his fate, he staggered towards the front yard with his clothes on his hem.

That plump figure is like a rolling wax gourd.

Xiang Jiu didn't intend to chase him, picked up a quick rock in his hand, swung his arm, it drew a graceful arc under the night sky, and hit Nan Ye on the back of the head.

Alas, Nan Ye fell out of the second dog chewing mud tonight.

Xiang Jiu approached him with strides, rolled up his sleeves and kicked violently.

Kicked, Nanye screamed, finally couldn't take it anymore, hugged Xiangjiu's leg, begged grandpa to tell grandma, and shouted: "Master Xiang, it's me."

Xiang Jiu felt that the voice was familiar, and bent down to see his true face: "Director Nan!!"

"That's right, you've recognized me." Nanye was overjoyed.

At the end, he approached again: "It's really flooding the Dragon King Temple, my family doesn't know my family."

Who the hell is your own family.

Xiang Jiu looked at him and said, "You... are not serving the emperor's master in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, what are you doing here?"

Nan Ye replied with a guilty conscience: "...The imperial master has rested, and I'm wandering around."

"Then you have wandered far enough." Xin Zheku and the Hall of Mental Cultivation are separated by thousands of miles.

"Hey, I'm old, I can't control my legs and feet."

"I can't just see the legs and feet, don't you? You can't control your eyes, right? You're peeping at people taking a bath!"

Obviously it was the prince who peeked at it, okay?

Nanye's old face was a little uneasy: "It's nothing—"

"There is such a big hole in the window screen for no reason, could it be that it was eaten by moths?" Xiang Jiu asked strangely.

Where it is eaten by moths, it is clearly eaten by dragons!

But who is Nanye? Mu Surao has always regarded him as a confidant slave.

The so-called raising soldiers for a thousand days and using them for a short period of time, he knew in his heart that the time to sacrifice for the emperor's son had come, so he bit the bullet and said: "...Master Xiang, you and I are both eunuchs, I have what you have, and I don't have what you don't have. I Just take a look, nothing else."

Xiang Jiu became murderous.

But there is still a little... small entanglement in my heart.

After all, Nanye was kind to her and rescued her from the Punishment Department not long ago.Walking in the rivers and lakes pays attention to the word "righteousness", she can't repay her kindness with revenge.

Therefore, he decided to give Nanye a decent death.

He asked in a serious tone, "How do you want to die?"

Nanye: "!!?"

"How about dying by taking poison? Although the internal organs are poisoned to pieces, the appearance is intact."

Nanye: "!!?"

"How about... suffocation? This can also leave a whole body."

Nan Ye is considered a person who has seen big winds and waves, and he could tell that Xiang Jiu didn't bluff him, so he said with a stiff tongue: "Master Xiang...you killed the slave, the imperial master will be sad."

Supplement

An affectionate cry was like thunder on the ground.

The guards didn't care about 21, and drew their swords aggressively to escort them.

"Second city lord!"

Xiangjiu was also a little nervous and asked, "Who?"

A round and bald head flickered under the shadow of the tree: "Me."

"Maitreya Shinobi!!" Xiang Jiu was overjoyed, slapped away the guards in front of him, opened his arms, and hugged his long-lost friend.

The two "meet fellow villagers, tears in their eyes"

After shedding tears of excitement, Xiang Jiu grabbed him and introduced our comrades.

"Susu, this is Maitreya Hot, my sister's right-hand man."

Mu Surao sneered lightly, without a good expression, she lowered her eyes, looking at their tightly clasped hands.

Xiangjiu retracted her hand like an electric shock, explaining, "I only treat him as a sister!"

Maitreya Ren: "..."

Maitreya endured a long time in the rivers and lakes, and had a few loves that ended without a problem. Comparing his heart to his heart, he cooperated very much: "Yes, we are sisters who cut their heads!"

Mu Surao: "..."

In fact, tonight and Mai Leren did not meet by chance, everything was arranged by Rong Qing.

Half a month ago, Maitreya and Hong Ling hurriedly rushed to Beiyuan, chasing Prince Long all the way through the starry night.

The general stopped and heard that Prince Long had killed Duanying.

Duanying is a martial artist whose biggest ambition is not Jujiu City, so it is not brave enough for him to go against the imperial court.

After catching Rong Qing, he wanted to "bring the emperor to command the princes", and the break with Prince Long was staged.

Prince Long's rebellion is imminent, but the backyard catches fire at the door, completely disrupting his plan of cooperating with the outside world in Jujiu City, and rushed to Beiyuan in a hurry, trying to save it.

For some reason, the two moved their hands in a hurry, and then moved the knife.

Prince Long preemptively stabbed Duanying three times in a row, which was fatal.

The alliance collapsed in all directions.

But the lessons learned from history tell us that heroes come out of troubled times.

Some heroes in the alliance have long been displeased with the persecution of Rong Qing by the two "Long Duan", and dare not speak out due to their lustful power.

Take the opportunity to start a revolution.

Proclaim freedom not oppression.

Hong Ling used the identity of the proprietress to get in touch with them and started the work of rescuing Rong Qing.

When she was killed in the dungeon one day, Rong Qing was rubbing horses with the prisoner. She was lucky, and won four steamed buns, eight pieces of pineapple cakes and ten catties of wind beef, earning enough food for the next seven days with her own hands.

Due to his single power and weak strength, Rong Qing did not advocate confronting Prince Long head-on, but resorted to "guerrilla warfare"—one shot, another place.

The main strategy is "when the enemy advances, we retreat; when the enemy is stationed, we harass; when the enemy is tired, we attack; when the enemy retreats, we pursue."

Maitreya is worthy of being a superstar in the future literary world, and he narrates the beginning, middle and end of the story clearly in a few words.

As a result, Xiang Jiu and Mu Su Rao could not be calm for a long time.

After a while, Mu Surao nodded slowly: "Sister, she...is quite talented as a general."

Xiang Jiu covered her face: "It is indeed something she can do."

Rong Qing was always lazy and slow, but he was the favorite of the old city lord because their mother died of dystocia on the night Xiang Jiu was born.

They also gave birth to children, the eldest son didn't kill his mother, and the second son died. The old city lord found Xiang Jiu very disliked.

In addition, Rong Qing is very talented and has exquisite bones. When he was young, he was famous in the world and became a "child of someone else's family". trend.

Before she died, she handed over Jujiu City to Rong Qing, and told her to lead the disciples of Jujiu City to realize the great renaissance of the craft industry, and promote the prosperity of the entire Northern Plains.

After everything was explained, the instinct died, and I accidentally caught a glimpse of the crying Xiangjiu, breathed out, covered his chest and coughed heavily, a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat, and died with hatred.

On the way to meet Rong Qing, Mu Surao listened carefully to Xiang Jiu's introduction to her elder sister, and her tragic same year of having a mother but no father's love, and her heart was so distressed that her heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys trembled.

"He doesn't love you, I love you."

Xiangjiu was deeply moved, pouted her little mouth, and said "mememe" to her.

Guards: Hey~~

Maitreya rubbed the goosebumps all over his body, led them into a cold and damp path, and gestured for silence.

The night is deep, the alleys are quiet, the North Plain is barren, and a few dilapidated shacks seem to be all of it.

Everyone worried for no reason.

bang bang bang.Maitreya refrained from knocking on the door.

The door was pieced together and it was not tight. There was a figure flashing through the gap. He looked out through the gap, perhaps because of the darkness of the night. He looked up and down, left and right, but there was no response for a long time.

Maitreya couldn't bear it and said impatiently: "Look, the second city lord can't recognize him!"

The man's sparse eyebrows twitched: "Ah, you are really the second city lord!"

He tore open the door lock with a bang, rushed forward, grabbed Xiangjiu with tears in his eyes, and wanted to tell his longing for half a year.

Maitreya hissed, stopping his desire to confide, "Don't just stand there, the great city lord."

"Of course it's a horse hanging."

Rubbing horseshoes is the only hobby in Rong Qing's life. She is either rubbing horseshoes or on the way to rubbing horseshoes.

Therefore, as soon as everyone entered the house, they heard the sound of bang bang.

The light in the room is dim, follow the traces inside, and then push open a small broken door, and see Rong Qing with his back facing them, with his spine straight and his head raised, standing proudly beside the card table, advising Hong Ling.

"Hit a chicken."

"Bang a cake."

"Bar!"

Hong Ling changed from her usual boldness, leaning on her shoulder as a small bird, pointing to the other three people on the poker table one by one, and complained: "They keep playing cards against me."

"It's okay, I'll deduct their money for this month and buy you new clothes"

The three people on the opposite side: "..."

Xiang Jiu and Mu Su Rao: "Hey~"

Maitreya endured silently and said: You can live too long with them!

调兵

Having not seen Rong Qing for a long time, Xiang Jiu was a little agitated, winking at Mu Su Rao, her lips trembling and calling out lovingly: "Sister."

Everyone was looking forward to the hurt scene of the sisters' reunion, actively brewing emotions, and tears were all prepared.

But... Did Rong Qing look back?

Probably didn't hear clearly, Xiangjiu comforted himself while clearing his throat: "Sister."

This time Rong Qing heard it, and his voice was like the first snow in winter, and the warmth of spring is gradually ushering in: "It's time to play cards, don't interrupt."

Xiangjiu: Damn, ruthless.

Xiangjiu whimpered and bit her handkerchief, she decided to go back to the Forbidden City to clean the pail, and break up with Beiyuan from now on.

Hong Ling saved this precarious sisterhood in time, and squinted at Rong Qing: "Hu cards are not as important as Rong Luo."

Rong Qing said honestly: "This is your playing card, of course the most important."

Hong Ling pursed her lips and smiled, her face flushed faintly, she poked Rong Qing a few times under the table with her eyes filled with reproach.

Xiangjiu: Creation out of nothing, secretive, speechless, hopeless.

Mu Surao frowned, and took Xiang Jiu's hand: "Come to me."

The voice is light, but clear and sweet.

Rong Qing and Hong Ling turned their heads immediately, and saw her delicate red dress, swaying and flamboyant, jumping out of the mist like thousands of rays of light, dyeing the sky red.

Like to wear red?Hong Ling's eyes lit up, and she whispered to Rong Qing's ear: "Empress Zhaowen."

She stayed in the Forbidden City for a few days, and Concubine Duan told her a lot of things, Xiang Jiu's was among them, especially that beautiful "male favorite" time.

Rong Qing has a lot of things in his belly, he is not in a hurry, he paces slowly, walking towards Mu Surao.

A pair of phoenix eyes are very calm, the eyes are back and forth on the faces of Mu Surao and Xiang Jiu, the brows and eye tails are stretched at once, all the clues are clear, and he smiled and said: "I can't think of the poor little Rong Luo who picked up back then. It's a gold nugget."

She was neither humble nor overbearing, arching her palms to salute, her posture was elegant, and there was a hint of arrogance in her humility.

Mu Surao is no stranger to Rong Qing, five years ago, she met her once, when Rong Qing was riding a horse, holding the rein, standing like a strong pine in front of the tent.

Behind him is the endless grassland and blue sky, and he looked at her with a smile: "It is said that my second child is a treasure in the golden house..."

When she said this, she hesitated to speak, her eyes rolled, revealing an unconcealable satisfaction, she was caught in the belly of the horse, and the attendants surrounded her and left.

Unexpectedly, she still remembers her own appearance, Mu Surao was amazed by her good memory, and said as if greeting an old friend: "Don't you come here all right?"

Rong Qing smiled and said nothing.

She always loves to laugh, and she is calm and calm when things happen.

Xiangjiu is at a loss, what's the matter, you two still have an unknown story?

Hong Ling rubbed her face, and beckoned the other three people on the card table to give up their seats, and the family of four picked up the horse hanging.

Rong Qing firmly believed that the quality of a brand is based on character, and joined forces with Hong Ling to recruit against Mu Su Rao.As a well-known dude in Beiyuan, Xiangjiu saw it clearly after a few efforts, and his heart was about to die.

With Mu Surao's bad temper, within five laps, he would definitely be forced to flip the table.

Silently and Mu Surao formed a team, fired three cannons in a row, barely maintaining the face of a generation of emperors.

Rong Qing suppressed her laughter seeing her protective attitude, lowered her voice and teased: "Are you afraid?"

Xiangjiu: Do you have the guts to criticize me?

Xiangjiu: "The emperor's fire can start a prairie fire, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it."

Hong Ling took in a card, pushed the face of the card, and all of them were indistinguishable, nonsense!

A crack appeared on Mu Surao's face, pretending to be indifferent, she raised her hand chicly, and threw out the bulging money bag, Hong Ling accepted it with peace of mind.

Xiang Jiu was frightened.

Rong Qing held his face, his face full of amusement, looking forward to the blood splattering next.

He didn't even forget to give Xiang Jiufei a look. Xiang Jiu wanted to kick her in the face. If he had known today, he should have made her the soul of Duan Ying's sword. He took out the little money left and gave it to Mu Su Rao: "Turn it over."

The crow's mouth is formed in this way, what can be said to destroy it.

Mu Surao's subsequent achievements can be described as horrible. A king who is rich in the world, he has the momentum of losing the country and wandering in the world.

Fortunately, the majestic attitude is still there, and he endured it again and again, forcing his face to smile.

Rong Qing sees that the heat is almost ready, so he turns the limelight around and bullies Xiang Jiu.

A war without gunpowder has come to an end.Xiangjiu couldn't ask for anything, so she opened up to lose money, with the air of me marrying into a rich family, and talked about serious business.

Knowing that Rong Qing ate and drank well during this period of time in the dungeon, and gained a full ten catties. Recently, he fought guerrilla warfare, was exposed to the wind and sun, couldn't sleep well, and lost weight.

Mu Surao admired Rong Qing's generosity, resisted the urge to roll her eyes, touched herself, and finally raised her eyebrows.

Xiangjiu twisted her nose and asked, "Sister, tell me about your next plan?"

"No."

Xiangjiu: "..."

Rong Qing took a sip of tea: "I don't have it, but yours does."

Prince Long has always been Mu Surao's confidant, and he blatantly rebelled, which made Mu Surao intolerable.

The emperor came all the way from thousands of miles away, obviously he came for Prince Long, so there was no need for Jujiucheng Yuezu to act on his behalf.

Rong Qing knew this from the very first moment he saw Mu Surao.

Rong Qing is great wisdom, Xiang Jiu is little cleverness, at this moment little cleverness can't see the big situation clearly and is useless, so he blinks his big misty eyes and asks Mu Surao for advice.

Mu Surao said: "Do you still remember General Situ at Yulong Pass?"

Xiang Jiu too remembered that this person led a group of pawns and called her His Highness Huang Jun.

"I have given him the Tiger Talisman to mobilize troops. There will be fifty thousand troops coming tomorrow."

This is a loser but not loser formation.

Xiang Jiu stretched out five fingers: "Fifty thousand?"

Ten Jujiu cities can't compare, it's really cool to be an emperor, and fighting in groups is majestic.

Rong Qing was lucky, he touched two cards one after another, met Mu Surao's eyes and said: "If you need my help, just ask."

Mu Surao was not polite to her, and nodded in response, maintaining the superficial family harmony.

After all this was said, everyone was exhausted, Xiang Jiu and Mu Su Rao had been running around for days, looking forward to a good night's sleep.

It just so happened that Maitreya came back after arranging accommodation, and led the way graciously.

"I haven't been to Jujiu City yet." Mu Suluo bathed and changed clothes, tucked into the quilt fragrantly, suppressed Xiang Jiuyou and complained, "Why didn't you take me there back then, sleeping in a tent all day, it's no fun at all .”

Xiang Jiu licked her waist: "When Prince Long is eliminated and Jujiu City is recaptured, I will take you there. I have a small courtyard and a peach grove with a cat in it."

"Such a good place, you have it all to yourself!" Mu Surao became a little emotional, "Hmph, you didn't love me at all back then."

She buried her face in the pillow, sulking alone.

Xiangjiu couldn't laugh or cry, and flicked her ears: "Jujiu City has rules, outsiders are not allowed to enter, I want to set an example—"

"I'm an outsider!!"

Xiangjiu secretly thought it was bad, and admitted his mistake like burning his butt: "I said something wrong, I slapped my mouth—"

Mu Surao prevents her from harming herself.

Xiangjiu raised her brows with joy, let's see, let's see, my heart softened.

But Mu Surao said ruthlessly: "Don't sleep on the bed tonight, go to the floor."

It was so cold, Beiyuan was much colder than the capital, in order to keep healthy, Xiangjiu decided to carry out sex and seduction work.

"Without me, who will accompany you through the lonely and unbearable nights, and who will do their best to relieve your accumulated desires."

"I'm tired and have no desire to relieve."

"I can create desire for you."

"roll."

"Follow the order." Xiang Jiu lifted the quilt and rolled with her inseparably.

Mu Surao: "Yeah~"

Xiangjiu is the most shameless person Mu Surao has ever met in her life. She eats her up and refuses to sleep on the floor.

Mu Surao was depressed.

He failed to let go of his anger, lost his wife and lost his army.

After lunch at noon, he scolded Xiang Jiu for being heartless, Xiang Jiu apologized and took her to ride a horse.

The weather was bad yesterday, everything was gray, but today the sky is blue and the grass is green.

They rode on the same horse, looking leisurely and comfortable. The horseshoes stepped on the green grass, rustling, rustling, really comfortable.

Mu Surao looked into the distance, endless reveries filled his heart, he took a deep breath, and the fragrance of green grass inhaled into his limbs and bones.

She leaned back into Xiang Jiu's arms: "You like riding horses the most. You used to take me to ride horses on the hillside."

At that time, the wind was light and the sun was warm, and the clouds in the sky seemed to be within reach, just like today.

As if thinking of something, Xiangjiu said pleasantly, "So the last time you rode a horse on Shenwumen, was it because you missed me?"

"Self-motivated."

Xiangjiu laughed at her inconsistency: "Just think about it." There's nothing embarrassing about it.

Mu Surao turned her face away, wrinkled her nose and made a grimace: "What about you, did you miss me after five years apart?"

Xiang Jiu invited the credit: "Of course."

"Well...then I miss you too."

"That's the point of victory."

"I am the Son of Heaven, I cannot lose points."

Just as he was talking about joy, a figure suddenly swayed in the grass, only to hear the sound of the bowstring, a short arrow tore through the air, and with a strong whistling, it flew towards the wind.

聘礼

When it was too late, Xiangjiu hugged Mu Surao, jumped and rolled down the hillside.

After a while of dizziness, both of them were a little dizzy, lying there motionless.

"It must be Prince Long's man."

This person really jumped over the wall in a hurry.

Fortunately, they were wary and didn't go too far, otherwise it would be bad if they entered an ambush.

Xiang Jiu whispered: "It's coming for you, you go first and I'll try to lure him away."

"No, let's go together."

"The goal of the two is too big!" Xiang Jiu scratched his head and scratched his head, "Let's go."

Mu Surao looked at her fixedly, her eyes were firm and stubborn: "No!"

Xiangjiu almost rolled his eyes and died young on the spot. At this time, he was still worried about the relationship between children.

"Don't worry, my skill is not bad, I can deal with him, if you stay, it will slow you down."

One day a generation of emperors will become a hindrance, and Mu Surao is deeply hit, and has the meaning of being disheartened and unable to recover from the fall.

Xiang Jiu bumped her with his elbow, Nu Nu said: "I'll rush up the hillside, you take the opportunity to go around to the west side of the hillside, it's shady and easy to hide, run faster, I'll wait for you to bring rescuers."

Mu Surao held back her crying and nodded heavily.

It's nothing more than an assassin, she can deal with it beyond her control.Xiang Jiu counted down to three times, raised his breath, and ran towards the hillside, shouting loudly, full of momentum.

Shhhhhh.

Several short arrows shot out from the string, splitting gold and cracking rocks, the momentum was irresistible.

Mu Surao closed her eyes, opened them again with a haughty aura, looked for the right moment, and ran towards the west of the hillside without daring to delay.

With one side of her eyes, she found Xiang Jiuzhu behind her, and she was shocked: "Why are you back?"

Xiangjiu chirped, like a cat with fried fur: "Damn it, they are a gang!"

Mu Surao's long legs ran like the wheels of a cart, and when he heard the words, he turned his head and saw a dozen men in black coming towards this side without hesitation.

Mu Surao: "!!!!"

Mu Surao thought about it again, and felt that this arrangement was correct, after all, it was a regicide, and it would be more grand if there were more people.

Fortunately, Xiang Jiu had enough vertical and horizontal beads, and he threw them back crackling and bursting loudly.

A white light flashed in Mu Suluo's mind, and she said angrily: "I just remembered, the Hall of Mental Cultivation was attacked by thieves half a year ago, and it was this thing that was used, isn't it you!"

Women, turn over old accounts regardless of occasion.

Xiangjiu aimed at the nearest person, and threw two vertical and horizontal beads at the person's face: "Let's go back and talk about it."

"You have blown a big hole in the Hall of Mental Cultivation!"

"I'll pay you, I'll pay you!"

Before the words were finished, there were several short arrows, Xiang Jiu turned around quickly, and was blocked by Mu Surao.

Once coming and going, the battle was so loud that the movement could be heard five miles away.

It seems that they were lucky, Rong Qing slept until the sun was up, and when he opened the window to enjoy the fresh air, he saw billowing gunpowder smoke rising in the distance.

Oh, the dog-like Prince Long has come to her door.

As the saying goes, I am the master of my territory.

Rong Qing hurriedly went to find his daughter-in-law, Hong Ling, and Mi Le told her with patience that the proprietress had already led someone to kill her, and when it happened, her facial features were distorted, and she made a gesture of wiping her neck.

"City Lord, I'm afraid we will see blood today."

Rong Qing stood at the door with a comb in his hand, admiring while brushing his hair, and asked, "Which time has your lady boss never seen blood?"

Maitreya respectfully said: "Indeed." As soon as the proprietress made a move, the sky was darkened, the sky fell apart, ghosts cried and wolves howled,

Crowd.

Xiangjiu was grateful for those Xinzheku years, she ran two miles without panting.

In contrast, Mu Surao, the emperor who was busy with state affairs, was much worse, already showing symptoms of panting and weakness in hands and feet.

Xiangjiu's vertical and horizontal beads are only the last one left.

One more look at the assassins who were chasing after them, still walking like flying, as if they had wings growing from their ribs.

Alas, Xiang Jiu, did these people grow up eating horseshoes?

Just as she was worrying, Hong Ling descended like a divine soldier from the sky, Xiang Jiu's heart skipped a beat, as if foreseeing the next sword and blood.

That's great, my sister-in-law is here to disregard human lives.

Xiangjiu couldn't hold back her joy, cheered up and said to Mu Surao: "Susu, I'll count to one, two, three, close your eyes, hold your head, and squat down."

Just halfway through the words, Hong Ling jumped up from the horse's back, and the internal force accumulated in her body blew up the skirt, and the hurricane-like air flow swept out, stirring up grass clippings all over the sky.

"Get down!" Xiang Jiu flew to Mu Surao to protect her.

At this moment, the grass clippings gathered the red silk, like a huge thick cocoon, which was constantly being stuffed and was about to burst.

Hong Ling's eyes froze, and grass clippings flew out at a high speed, cutting through the air like a sharp blade, piercing into the flesh and blood of the enemy.

Mu Surao thought that Hong Ling alone could be worth a million soldiers, and the enemy's corpses could be scattered all over the field, and blood flowed like rivers.

So brutal.

Her imperial heart was frightened.

Grabbing Xiangjiu's lapel, she begs for kisses and hugs, for comfort.

At the end of the consolation, Xiang Jiu was distracted and began to undress, and Mai Leren rushed in to inform them that General Situ had arrived.

Suddenly flushed with embarrassment at the scene in front of him, covered his eyes and ran away.

Mu Surao's emperor's face was severely damaged, and she gritted her teeth bitterly. If she was in the Forbidden City, she would have skinned Maitreya Ren.

General Situ guarded the border for ten years. He was exposed to the wind and the sun all day long, and endured the hardships of life. He looked forward to serving the battlefield and serving the country faithfully. He often dreamed of going back to the capital at night, living a comfortable life with his wife and children on the kang.

This time Mu Surao came in person, he was expected to return to Beijing, so he was very enthusiastic, beat his chest and stamped his feet, and scolded himself for being late with the escort, he deserved death.

Mu Surao said a few words to show comfort, and thanked him for his hard work, then called out "Aiqing, Aiqing".

This is the art of attacking the heart of the emperor.

General Situ temporarily camped [-] soldiers by the Misty River.The army has always been stationed along the river, so Prince Long should have known about the entry of the army.

Mu Surao was worried, and after thinking about it, it seemed that it would be a good move to knock the mountain and shake the tiger.

After discussing with Rong Qing for a while, they decided to divide the [-] soldiers into battalions, some of them stayed at the Wumi River, some of them were transferred to the surrounding areas, and some of them were placed in front of Jujiu City to scare Prince Long.

Rong Qing raised his eyelids lightly, as usual lazy and lazy: "That's good, but Prince Long has no fixed place...he can't find anyone."

The terrain of Beiyuan is flat and open, but the underground caves are criss-crossed. She sent people to infiltrate Jujiu City to inquire about it. Prince Long was very suspicious and did not live in the city.

"Then look for one karst cave and one karst cave."

Mu Surao, a karst cave in Beiyuan, has heard about it. There is a dungeon in it, where the key criminals of Jujiu City and the hostile forces of the rivers and lakes are imprisoned.

Setting up a sky prison privately is the highest expression of Emperor Tiangao's imperial power, Mu Surao sneered, Prince Long would make the best use of everything.

Rong Qing clicked his tongue: "No, they seized the opportunity and occupied the key points of the cave. If they go in rashly, they will die. No amount of soldiers is enough."

The situation reached a stalemate, and Mu Surao kept his eyes open.

Xiang Jiu snapped his fingers, raised his voice and said, "Just wait for the rain to come!"

Rong Qing looked at Xiangjiu with relief, and squeezed her shoulders: "I said that cleverness depends on you. Every winter, there will be several consecutive rains in Beiyuan. The rain is not heavy, but it lasts for a long time. The cave must be full of water. .”

Mu Surao's face turned pale: "Prince Long will divert to the high place of the cave at that time."

"That's right!" Rong Qing said.

Prince Long thinks he is right, and hides in the cave, thinking it is a hiding place, but he doesn't know how to help them catch a turtle in their urn.

However, this person is cunning by nature, Mu Surao was worried that he was inviting the king into the urn, and he was arranging troops day and night, but he didn't come up with a complete plan.

Rong Qing persuaded: "The boat will naturally go straight when it reaches the bridge."

Mu Surao really convinced her: You are defeated, at worst you will lose Jujiu City, and it is very likely that I will lose Jiangshan.

Xiang Jiu acted as a peacemaker: "Forget it, we're all one family."

She didn't mention it, but when she mentioned it, Rong Qing immediately beamed with joy, pulled the red silk, and said that from now on, we will be relatives of the emperor.

When an empress marries a daughter-in-law, the dowry must be gold and silver. They will not starve to death if Jujiu City is closed for three years.

Xiangjiu: "..."

Mu Surao: "..."

Xiang Jiu patted Mu Su Rao's violently heaving chest: "Calm down, sister is a bit of a money fanatic just like me."

Mu Surao opened her claws, straightened the front of her clothes, and calmed down the mood of Mieren and the Three Clans.

After a sudden pause, he pulled Xiangjiu aside, and asked seriously, "How much is your betrothal gift from Beiyuan?"

Xiangjiu scratched his neck: "I have an honorable status, I am only one person under Beiyuan, and the bride price is [-] sheep and [-] cows."

Cattle and sheep?

The folk customs are really simple.

Mu Surao didn't know it and felt serious: "I originally wanted to pick a few expensive mansions in the capital to give you... If it's successful, it's just cattle and sheep."

Xiangjiu: Big houses are fine too! ! !

lucky me

Because of Rong Qing's broken mouth, Xiang Jiu missed Da Zhaizi, heartbroken, scratching her heart, wishing she could bite off a piece of Rong Qing's flesh, Hong Ling comforted her and said, Yangxin Palace is not enough for you to live in?

Xiang Jiu Yang Tian Chang Xiao, of course not enough, women still have to have their own career.

Although her performance is not good, having her own real estate is always a way out, otherwise she will not even have a place to run away from home if she quarrels in the future.

Mu Surao couldn't bear it, and agreed, "Look at you, it's just a house, I'll send you off."

Xiang Jiu's eyes flashed: "The kind that entered the hospital ten times."

"Row."

Xiangjiu burst into tears and laughed, sure enough, to get married you need to marry a wealthy family,

Rong Qing and Hong Ling sighed endlessly, and sighed: It's better to marry well than to do well.

Holding on to Xiangjiu, the family of four regained their joy and harmony, sitting at the card table and rubbing the horse hanging.

General Situ came to report that the [-] soldiers had already set out on their own way and set up camp at the designated place, asking Mu Surao to move.

It just so happened that Mu Surao ate three of them by himself, so he accepted it and led everyone to go with General Situ.

Marching and setting up camps pay attention to orderliness, surrounded by layers of white tents, hunting in the cold wind, with three steps, one post, five steps and one post, and the guards are strict.

A line of soldiers is patrolling the camp, the saddles are never separated from the horses, and the armor is never separated from the body.

Mu Surao was surrounded and entered the main tent, and several lieutenants were deducing the battle situation around the sand table.

Seeing Mu Surao arriving, he cupped his hands and saluted.

Outside the account, soldiers came to report that a woman asked to see His Majesty.

Mu Surao and Xiang Jiu looked at each other, who would come here at this time.

They went outside the tent, and when they saw the woman, Xiang Jiu exclaimed, "Why are you here!"

Meng Fuling had always had a bad mood towards her, turned a deaf ear to her, knocked her knees to the ground, and shouted three times, Long live my emperor.

Mu Surao took the letter from her, and when she saw the words "Showing Lou", she was a little startled, but then understood.

Looking at Xiang Jiu: "Do you know each other?"

Xiangjiu lowered his voice: "Competitors have fought fiercely for many years, so don't mention it."

The grievances and grievances between her and Meng Fuling are enough to talk for three days and three nights, and she added: "The last time I left the palace, she brought someone to tie me up."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he was afraid that Mu Surao would get angry with Meng Fuling, so he gave up resentfully, and waved his hands under Mu Surao's puzzled look: "Forget it, it's nothing, nothing."

Little things have their own little thoughts, Mu Surao twisted Xiangjiu's back, saw her grinning in pain, then gave up, and ordered someone to serve Meng Fuling with tea.

She wholeheartedly wanted to win over Zhaoyaolou, and Zhaoyaolou must have made up her mind to make friends with the imperial court.

Prince Long's situation is gone, so it's only natural for them to come to help her.Otherwise, if the Jujiucheng family takes the credit, the life after Zhaoyaolou will be sad.

It would be a wishful thinking.

Mu Surao sees through but doesn't say anything, gives Xiang Jiu a pretty look, smiles without saying a word.

In an extraordinary time, there is an extraordinary measure. Jujiu City is now relying entirely on Mu Surao, and the multiple ostentatious buildings are becoming more and more sure of winning.

The wife and wife have a tacit understanding, since Xiangjiu has no objection, Mu Surao agrees, but there is no gain in the world, so Zhao Yao Louhe should show sincerity.

Meng Fuling deserved to be a senior disciple, and immediately stated: "Zhaoyaolou is willing to be a pioneer in finding the way."

Zhaoyaolou are all women, with dexterous postures and amazing lightness skills, and Taxue Wuhen is even more superb. With them exploring the way, we can get twice the result with half the effort.

Xiangjiu complained, the younger junior sisters are all so smart, they are really willing to spend money to do this kind of troublesome work.

That night, the younger junior sisters moved into the camp while the moon was dark and the wind was high.

Xiangjiu stood on tiptoe and watched from afar, oh, poor thing.

Rong Qing came to visit her when he had time, and when he saw her appearance, he knew what she was thinking, so he slapped her on the head.

"No poison, no husband."

Xiang Jiu bumped her away with his shoulder and cursed, "You have a hard heart."

"It's you who are kind-hearted and soft-hearted. When you have time, you can learn from your sister-in-law."

There is a saying in the rivers and lakes, where there are rivers of blood, there will be red silk.

Thanks to her, Jujiu City was once as famous as the Demon Sect.

"She's cold and fierce, I don't want to learn it." After thinking for a while, Yu Bi felt relieved when he saw no one else around, "Now that Duan Ying is dead, Sister Duan Que is really pitiful."

Rong Qing said nervously, "Don't say that in front of your sister-in-law." Elder Sister is afraid that you will die at nineteen.

"So I'm asking you secretly."

Rong Qing said: "I've thought about this, if she is willing to return to Jujiu City, I will not stop her, after all, she has grown up with her affection, if she is not willing...