[Lu Xiaofeng + Sword Three] Great battle!former love

Since Mei Qingqian presented the thunderbolt chariot, the situation of the war has been reversed in an instant, the morale of the whole army has been high, and under the circumstances that everything is going well, no one has proposed the exchange of power, even the letter from the emperor is just a commendation Yuan Hu's credit, the others are ignored.

Mei Qingqian is bandaging the injured patient's wound from behind, her movements are gentle and indifferent, I don't know if it is an illusion, the injured patient also feels that the injury on his body has healed a lot, Bamboo is by his side, handing things to Mei Qingqian, and Ye Zhiqing is there On the other side, she took care of the wounded. After Qingqian arrived at the barracks, in addition to handing over the thunderbolt car to Yuan Hu, she found this place to take care of the wounded. At this time, her eyes were always gentle and nostalgic. Looking at these soldiers, she It seemed that during the Anshi Rebellion, those strategist soldiers were so lifeless.

"Fangzhu!" The person who rushed in was Yanzhi. She had a beautiful face and a high spirit. She couldn't see those small actions. But for Yuan Hu's attitude this time, Yanzhi was not convinced from the bottom of her heart. If she is injustice, she must speak out according to her temperament, "You just let Yuan Hu take all the credit?!"

Mei Qingqian's subordinates didn't stop, except for some wounded people in the tent looking at Yanzhi who suddenly appeared, Mei Qingqian, Zhuzi, and even Ye Zhiqing didn't look at her, Yanzhi stomped her feet, and stepped forward to hold Mei Qingqian Mei Qingqian turned her wrist lightly and dodged it, and then heard a "pop", Rouge held the hand that was reddened by Mei Qingqian and looked at Mei Qingqian in disbelief.

Mei Qingqian turned her head and faced the bamboo: "Can you help me finish this?"

This is the first sentence Mei Qingqian said to Zhuzi in such a long time, and Zhuzi naturally nodded in agreement.

Mei Qingqian glanced at Rouge lightly: "Come here."

This is a relatively remote place in the camp, at this time there are only two people, Mei Qingqian and Yanzhi, Mei Qingqian is just drying Rouge, Yanzhi is impatient, but because she was beaten by Mei Qingqian just now, she dare not speak.

"You have the best talent, that's why I want to bring you out. Do you like the current Qixiufang?" Mei Qingqian asked Yanzhi, not as harsh as Yanzhi imagined.

"I..." Rouge hesitated for a moment.

"Or do you still like the life in the music workshop?" Yan Zhi was originally the lover of the owner of the music workshop, and her hesitation was not unexpected by Mei Qingqian.

"Of course I like Qixiufang more!" Rouge quickly answered Mei Qingqian this time, she knew that Mei Qingqian was giving her a chance this time, and she kept silent about her contact with the owner of Lefangfang. , but this time made her stand clearly, Rouge realized that something was different when she set off from Mei Qingqian this time.

"Yanzhi, Qixiufang will become bigger and bigger and famous in Kyushu. You and your senior sister alone can't do it," Mei Qingqian turned her head to look at Yanzhi. I don't know when her eyes became so deep. You I can only see the reflected light, but I can't see the real thoughts of these eyes, "You are talented and intelligent, and you are not inferior to your senior sister, but you are not as calm as her. Why don't you stop and think about why I did this?" ?”

Mei Qingqian used Yanzhi's senior sister to address Ye Zhiqing, which meant that Yanzhi was no longer from Lefang, but from Qixiufang.

Rouge didn't reply, but after a long time, she asked cautiously: "Master, do you want Qixiufang to be independent?"

Imperial power still holds a very important weight in Roufang's heart. She grew up in Lefang and was accepted as a disciple by the owner of the music workshop. She has seen many high-ranking officials and nobles, and she has seen too many dark sides. It is precisely because she understands that she is afraid .

"The wind is about to turn, and the moon is about to come out." Mei Qingqian said something, but Yanzhi didn't understand it at this time.

How can Hua Duzui let the situation go on like this forever, he disdains to play this game of chess with Yuan Hu, he wants to have only one person playing chess on the opposite side forever.

In the seventh month of the third year of the imperial calendar, Hua Duzui led five thousand horses in person, falsely used Yuan Hu's army banner, tied a horse to his mouth, and each carried a bundle of firewood. Immediately lay siege and set fire to it.

After Yuan Hu learned of Hua Duzui's attack, on the one hand, he sent Qingqi to rescue, and on the other hand, he ordered heavy troops to storm Hua Duzui's camp.But Huaduzui's camp is strong and cannot be attacked.On the other hand, Hua Duzui met Yuan Hu's reinforcements. Hua Duzui fought to the death, defeated Yuan Hu's army, and burned all its food and grass. Yuan Hu's army was shaken, and the army was on the verge of collapse.

The big tent has become a mess. Yuan Hu, who originally held the belief of victory, was given a blow by Hua Duzui, and now he is extremely irritable. At this time, there is no one in the war, and no one dares to come here easily except the military adviser. Like Yuan Hu.

"Marshal." Seeing that Yuan Hu had calmed down a little, the military adviser took a step forward.

Yuan Hu took a deep breath before speaking: "Please tell me."

"Why don't you let Master Meifang try it, and then, even if His Majesty blames it..." The military adviser didn't finish, but Yuan Hu already understood what he meant, yes, even if His Majesty blamed him, he can escape guilt.

"Fangzhu, Marshal Yuan is here to look for you." Mei Qingqian was sitting on a chair, next to her was bamboo, and the two of them were discussing with a sheet of music. Although Mei Qingqian started talking to him, she didn't He can talk about Yuecheng, and doesn't mention Huaduzui who is in the enemy camp at this time, only chatting with him for a few words.

Zhuzi is knowledgeable about the past and the present, no matter what topic Mei Qingqian talks about, he can tell one or two essences, especially unexpected, maybe because Zhuzi was born in southern Xinjiang, he has a unique talent and aesthetics for music and dance, and occasionally a sentence or two can Let the sleeves of the sleeves be clear and shallow to think far.

When Yuan Hu came in, he saw this scene. He sat on the chair relaxedly with his sleeves clear and light. The pink body on her body did not look conventional at all. The slightly exposed shoulders and the unique gold ornaments on the clothes made her People's eyes lit up, her long black and beautiful hair was also coiled up, and golden tassels fell from her ears. Her facial features were gorgeous, and she was painted with the plum blossom makeup that was popular in the heyday of Tang Dynasty, which made people feel that she was burning and blooming. Like fresh flowers, she turned her head sideways and said something to the man beside her, and the man was not compared in the slightest. The man had white hair, but his face was strangely old-fashioned. His features were handsome and plain. Wubo's eyes are floating like a fairy, and only when he looks at Qingqian, his gaze reveals a little warmth.

Seeing Yuan Hu coming in, she only stopped with her sleeves clear and shallow. She still had the same attitude as when she first saw her, but Yuan Hu felt an indescribable sarcasm: "I don't know what's the matter with you here?"

When Mei Qingqian first arrived, Yuan Hu held the military talisman and power, and didn't want to let it out at all. Now he still doesn't want to, but he has to beg Mei Qingqian.