Rebirth of Fenghua Military Master

Lu Qingqiu shook his head and laughed, it was just a sentence, Zhan Bubai protected him like this, it shows his heart, Zixuan, I will never fail you in the future, Lu Qingqiu looked at Zhan Bubai's profile and muttered in his heart.

"General, the old man has now found out the cause of Zhong Lizi's death." After the result of the inspection, he respectfully reported to Zhan Bubai.

"Say." Zhan Bubai raised his eyes.

"This person died of suffocation. The cervical vertebrae at the neck were crushed by the murderer. He was killed in one move. There was no external injury in any part of the body. The time of death should have been half an hour ago." Although Wu Zuo has seen many people who died of suffocation , but he had never seen someone who crushed the cervical vertebrae, and he didn't know whether he was afraid that this person would not die, or he didn't want him to die too painfully. No one can tell until the murderer is found.

Zhan Bubai nodded and motioned for Zuo to retreat with his eyes, then looked at Xing Kan, "Now I'm going back to Fancheng, and Qingcheng will be handed over to you. As for the murderer, you don't have to worry about it anymore. I will send someone to investigate and help me manage it." Qingcheng will do."

After saying that, Bubai pulled Lu Qingqiu downstairs, pulled Liuyun out from the backyard of Chaoyang Restaurant, and walked towards the south gate with Lu Qingqiu.

And behind him were soldiers kneeling on the ground, only to hear the leader Kan knelt and shouted: "This subordinate sends off the great general who protects the country! King Yueling! Thousands of years!"

Only then did the people on the long street realize that these two outstanding young masters were the rumored General Zhan and King Yueling, and immediately prostrated themselves on the ground and bowed.

Lu Qingqiu glanced at the common people who bowed their heads and knelt on both sides of the street, feeling deeply in his heart, that kind of reverence and worship came from the bottom of his heart, not because of his undefeated official position but because of him, if the emperor was handed over to Zhan If Bubai does it, he thinks the people of Xian Kingdom will be happier.

"General stay!"

Just when the two of them reached the gate of the city and were about to drive away, Zhan Bubai pulled the reins with a loud shout, and turned to look at the person coming.

The person who came was a white-haired old man who was trembling and out of breath when he walked. Seeing that he had finally caught up, the old man felt relieved, otherwise he would regret it for the rest of his life.

"Caomin pay respects to General Yueling King!" The old man knelt on the ground panting, as if he would collapse in the next moment, his body was too weak.

Seeing this, Zhan Bubai dismounted from his horse, his expression flat, "Please get up, how dare I ask the old man what's the matter?"

The old man stood up with a smile, raised his hand and took out a scroll from his pocket and handed it to Zhan Bubai. He patted Butu on his leg to reveal a few teeth that had not fallen out, "This is a painting drawn by Cao Min. Just now, Cao Min When I was selling paintings on the street, I didn’t know that the two were the famous and heroic general who defended the country and the general’s wife. They just thought they were the rich sons with outstanding looks. Seeing that the two of you are a good match, the grass people couldn’t help but draw this scene. It’s really God’s destiny for the grassroots to take pictures for the general who protects the country.

The old man's words were full of earnestness and anticipation, and Lu Qingqiu couldn't bear to hear it. Lu Qingqiu got off the horse and took the scroll in the old man's hand, with a gentle and polite tone, "Thank you, old man, we accept this painting."

The old man nodded again and again, his wrinkled cheeks became even more wrinkled because of his smile, and even his eyes disappeared from the smile, "Okay! General, madam, let's get on the road quickly. It's getting dark. Although it's almost summer, we are still here. It's still very cold at night, so be careful all the way!"

Lu Qingqiu nodded with a smile, and then Zhan Bubai pulled Lu Qingqiu onto the horse. After Lu Qingqiu said goodbye to the old man, Zhan Bubai drove Liuyun on the road.

The old man looked at the backs of the two, his eyes were a little moist, and he murmured: "As expected of your child, he looks really similar, Zhong Guo, your son is a good man, you should feel at ease under the nine springs .”

The old man is an old friend of Zhan Zhongguo when he was young. Due to various reasons, the two no longer have contact with each other. However, he is very concerned about the news of Zhan Zhongguo in the capital. Later, he heard that Zhan Zhongguo died of illness, and his hair became white overnight, and his face also changed. Withering day by day, it is too sad.

He originally wanted to follow, but thinking that this life was saved by Zhan Zhongguo, he held back the idea of ​​suicide, and lived on until now. He has no regrets in his life to see Zhan Zhongguo's child today, just waiting Pack up and go see King Yama.

Lu Qingqiu leaned against Zhan Bubai's arms, lowered his eyebrows and looked at the scroll in his hand.

"Open it if you want to see it." Zhan Bubai noticed Lu Qingqiu's small movements, and smiled lightly.

Lu Qingqiu wanted to take a closer look at the barracks, but he was really curious about what the old man painted. Hearing what Zhan Bubai said, he couldn't help but opened the scroll.

Looking at the portrait in the painting scroll, Lu Qingqiu was surprised, stretched out his hand to caress the painting, Lu Qingqiu couldn't help admiring, "This painting is really good, it's subtle and slightly warped like a real person, it's very delicate, it seems There are quite a lot of masters hiding in the city, at least the painters in the painting palace can't draw it."

Zhan Bubai lowered his head and scanned the scroll opened by Lu Qingqiu, his eyes couldn't help but smile, what he was looking at was not the old man's painting skills, but

The portrait on the picture scroll shows the scene of Lu Qingqiu feeding him candied haws. The picture is so realistic that it seems to reproduce the scene on the long street today, which makes people feel warm.

"Yes, Not Bad."

Lu Qingqiu heard Zhan Bubai's seemingly joyful words, turned his head to look at Zhan Bubai and said with a smile, "You like it?"

"Ah."

"Then put it in your tent and watch it every day, how about it?" Lu Qingqiu smiled happily, his heart and eyes were full of Zhan Bubai, Zhan Bubai loved him so badly.

"Okay, it's all up to you." Zhan Bubai pursed his lips.

fan city.

As soon as Lu Qingqiu and Zhan Bubai returned to the camp to rest, Zhan Zhongxin followed him.

"Bubai, look!" Zhan Zhongxin hurriedly walked up to Zhan Bubai, raised his hand and handed him a letter, his face full of joy.

Zhan Bubai took the letter and frowned slightly, "What's going on?"

"This is a letter from the prefect of Zhangzhou, saying that Zhangzhou is going to be handed over, so take a look!" Zhan Zhongxin stroked his beard, and urged Zhan Bubai in a cheerful voice.

Lu Qingqiu, who was sitting at the table drinking water, couldn't help but stop what he was doing, got up and walked towards Zhan Bubai, and checked the contents of the letter with him.

I saw the letter read:

The General Protecting the Nation personally said that I am Zhang Liang, the prefect of Zhangzhou. Zhang Liang was very happy when he heard the grand occasion of the general's capture of Fancheng.The treacherous officials of Qixi Kingdom are in power, and the regent king disregards the lives of all the people of Qixi Kingdom for his own selfish desire. The soldiers of the city surrendered to the general and served in the virtuous battalion from then on. I also asked the general to take Zhang Liang in. If the general suspected that he could send troops to Zhangzhou, Zhang Liang would never stop him!

After reading the contents of the letter, Lu Qingqiu couldn't help frowning, thinking about the matter in his mind, and couldn't tell whether what Zhang Liang said was true or not.

Zhan Bubai looked at Zhan Zhongguo, and asked calmly, "Who sent it?"

Zhan Zhongguo said with a smile: "You can't imagine that it is the prefect of Zhangzhou. If you say it is sincere enough, he is probably afraid. After all, we have killed 30 troops of Qixi Kingdom within a few months after we arrived at the border. It’s no wonder if you’re not timid, the letter didn’t say that if we don’t believe him, he’s willing to open the city gates and let our troops be stationed in the city, and hand over all the power to us.”

Lu Qingqiu stood with his hands behind his back, his brows were full of worry, "I always feel that something is wrong about this."

Zhan Bubai glanced at the delighted Zhan Zhongguo, and said in a low voice: "Qingqiu is right."

After hearing this, Zhan Zhongguo was immediately unhappy, leaned over and sat on the grand master's chair, pouted his beard and felt dissatisfied, "Let's analyze and analyze."

Lu Qingqiu laughed, and nodded his head as if he was listening attentively.

"Look, Zhang Liang, the prefect of Zhangzhou, sent the letter to Fancheng himself, which shows his sincerity. He came to Fancheng alone. Wouldn't it be a matter of killing him? But he is not afraid, because he is confident. Why do you have confidence, don't you just want to take refuge in our virtuous country, besides, he only has [-] soldiers in Zhangzhou, but we have hundreds of thousands, so Zhang Liang wouldn't dare to lie to us." Zhan Zhongxin gestured with Lu Qingqiu with both hands and feet , analyzing with Lu Qingqiu in detail.

Zhan Bubai just listened quietly, did not answer, and when Zhan Zhongxin finished speaking, he did not express any opinion, but turned his head to look at Lu Qingqiu, he thought that Lu Qingqiu should be the same as him.

Sure enough, Lu Qingqiu bent his lips and looked at Zhan Zhongxin with a half-smile, only to hear him softly asking Zhan Zhongxin, "Who told you that there are only [-] troops in Zhangzhou?"

Zhan Zhongxin said in a daze, "It's the letter written by Zhang Liang."

"Then who told you to hand over Zhangzhou to us?"

Zhan Zhongxin took a deep breath and said confidently: "Zhang Liang told me personally."

"What kind of sincerity did Zhang Liang show?" Lu Qingqiu continued to ask Zhan Zhongxin unhurriedly.

Zhan Zhongxin inexplicably felt that he was not as confident as before, he licked his lips and said dryly: "It's also Zhang Liang, he came to Fancheng alone, doesn't this show sincerity?"

Lu Qingqiu listened to Zhan Zhongxin's answer and laughed lightly. Although the tone of his question was gentle and gentle, those three questions hit the nail on the head, and they were also the key to Zhang Liang's writing this letter.

"All the answers are on Zhang Liang. Zhang Liang said that there were only [-] soldiers in Zhangzhou, so there are really only [-]? As for giving up Zhangzhou, he will not turn around and say that he never With such a promise, even if there is a letter to prove it, what if it wasn't written by him, so what can you do to him?"