Father is on top, I was wrong

Ye Qi laughed, and licked the corners of his mouth, laughing out of breath.

"Little emperor, you and I have already fought,? It was a tie, why don't I have the guts to come?"

Xiao Gui didn't say a word, his cold eyes brushed over him, then he clamped the horse's belly, raised the horse's hooves high, and the long spear in his hand flashed, and the three-foot spear pointed straight at Yeqi .

Yeqi was obviously taken aback, and immediately swung his knife to resist, and forcefully resisted the shot.

One pressed the gun down fiercely, and the other resisted hard. The horse under Yeqi could hardly bear it. The horse's legs suddenly knelt down and smashed forward with his body.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xiao Gui quickly swung his spear down with such force that it was almost enough to kill him.

The sergeants on both sides were stunned, but no one made a move.The two sides are facing each other, and the contest between the coaches does not allow subordinates to intervene. This is an unwritten rule.

Wen Wujue watched quietly, but there was no way to stop it.

Ye Qi rolled down from his horse and fell to the ground. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the gun coming towards his head. In desperation, he threw himself, hugged the leg of the white horse under Xiao Gui with both hands, and broke it hard.

The horseshoe suddenly lost its balance.

Xiao Gui's shot missed the target, and he almost fell off the horse.He jerked the reins, the horse's hooves jumped high, and he took a few steps back to stabilize his body.

Seeing that Yeqi was about to be trampled into meatloaf, unexpectedly Yeqi also reacted quickly. Holding the knife, he stood up on the ground, grabbed the horse's rein with one hand, and turned on the horse again.

The two fought inseparably, the two tall horses collided suddenly, neighing upward, and the man on the horse was forced to lean back.

Xiao Gui still did not back down. In an instant, he stepped on the stirrups and almost flew into the air. With his strong arms, he pulled out a spear flower. The cold light swept across Yeqi's cheek, and a lock of broken hair made no sound. fall.

Yeqi's face was immediately stained, and blood beads came out.

The two sides were forced to take a few steps back, stopped their horses, and looked at each other through the dusty sky.

Yeqi couldn't help but wiped his face with his hands, and cursed: "Damn it! Don't you Central Plains people pay attention to beating people and not slapping faces? Do you still talk about martial arts?"

Xiao Gui immediately lowered his gun, his eyes were cold, "That's against my own people."

Yeqi immediately retorted, "I have surrendered, and I am one of my own. How can you, little emperor, be so ruthless?"

Xiao Gui sneered and said: "Not long ago, you wanted to kill my father-in-law, so you are on your own so soon? Seeing that you have all kinds of soldiers, you dare to try to serve Beiyan, but you were kicked out?"

The sergeant behind him laughed loudly, which was not very harmful but extremely insulting.

The soldiers and horses brought by Yeqi were indeed uneven. Half of them were dressed in Beiyan army armor, and half were dressed in Hulu's fur, felt and grass armor. They were clearly divided into two different armies.

Facing the ridicule of the other party, Ye Qi was not annoyed, and raised his voice: "Bei Yan doesn't have to be me, but Daliang has to be me. Don't you people from the Central Plains say that good birds choose trees to live in? Dare I ask the prime minister, the big beams are tall. Is there a tree to live in?"

Xiao Gui: "..."

What is this little brat talking about?Want to surrender girders?

Wen Wujue looked at it for a moment, then helped Che Yu down, and walked slowly in front of Yeqi.

He clasped his hands on Mrs. Tang, and said calmly: "Daliang has a vast land and rich resources, and a mere sycamore tree is nothing to worry about. But how do I know whether the general is a good bird?"

Yeqi's gaze was fixed on Wen Wujue, but seeing that his expression was calm, there was a calm aura in his body, and he spoke softly, but there was no doubt about it.

Simply stunning!

He laughed, "Prime Minister, there is no evidence for empty talk, isn't there a chance for me to show my loyalty right now?"

Wen Wujue raised his eyelids coldly, "Oh? What does the general mean by that?"

"Liangcheng is ahead. The prime minister has marched in secret for so long, so it's impossible not to want to take Liangcheng? Why don't you take this as a gift, as a sincerity to serve Liang, what does the prime minister think?"

Before Wen Wujue opened his mouth, Xiao Gui sneered and said, "If you say you will work, then you will work? Ghost letter?"

Ye Qi didn't look at him, his eyes fell on Wen Wujue, he knew that the little emperor's words didn't count.

If they don't agree now, it is impossible for the two sides to be kind.

Wen Wujue hardly thought about it, and nodded happily, "Okay."

Xiao Gui turned to look at him, puzzled.

Ye Qi was also taken aback, he didn't expect that he would be accepted by Wen Wujue so quickly and smoothly.

He thought to himself, that prime minister is by no means a simple person, the more he accepts him so happily, the more he needs to be careful.

One night before the siege, the soldiers and horses of both sides used the bushes between the two small peaks as the boundary line to rest and recuperate separately.

Wen Wujue lit a weak candle and spread out the map to check.

When Wen Bo and Lu Jia went to see King Ning before, they got a map of the city. Although it is not the same as the military map, there is one key point, which is extremely important, the location of the arsenal in the city.

Unfortunately, the location of the arsenal is not shown in the picture.

He sighed, and was in deep thought when suddenly the curtain of the big tent was lifted and Xiao Gui came in with a bow.

He probably had just finished ordering troops, his lips were chapped from blowing, and he poured a large bowl of water when he came in.

Then, he sat down next to Wen Wujue, and said in a cool voice, "Why did Xiangfu accept that guy's surrender?"

Wen Wujue studied the map carefully without raising his head, "He is also considered a strong general, why not?"

Xiao Gui was very uncomfortable, especially the way that Yeqi looked at his father, he keenly felt something was wrong.

"Don't you think he might have surrendered?"

Wen Wujue raised his eyelids, "Tomorrow's attack on the city, whether it's true or not, you'll know if you let him go up for a fight, right?"

He paused, and then said: "The emperor is the son of heaven, so he should be tolerant."

Allow your head.

Xiao Gui cursed secretly in his heart, turned his face away, very upset.

He was angry for a long time, but beside him was quiet, seeing his father concentrating on looking at the map, he didn't even know that he was angry.

Xiao Gui's face collapsed, and he was about to provoke, but he saw the burning wax from the thin candle in Wen Wujue's hand, flowing down meanderingly, and it was about to drip onto his hand.

Suddenly he reached out and snatched the candle.

The wax oil dripped down his tiger's mouth along the candle body, making him frown.

Wen Wujue was taken aback for a moment, then looked down and saw his reddened tiger's mouth, hurriedly took out a handkerchief and wiped it for him, but the wax dried quickly and stuck to the flesh, so he had to wipe it with his fingers. He picked it off carefully.

He couldn't help frowning, "It's enough for the emperor to remind me, why do I do it myself?"

Xiao Gui looked down at his slender fingers picking wax for himself, the two got very close, and the faint smell of his body drifted over the tip of his nose.

He became distracted again.

He suddenly wanted to be scalded with wax oil all the time, and then let his father-in-law have only himself in his eyes.

Xiao Gui swept away the haze in Shicai's heart, stared at the top of Wen Wujue's head with burning eyes, then slowly stretched out his other hand, and calmly wrapped him in his arms.

"Father, be careful with that Yeqi, I think he is uneasy and kind."

Looking at his serious expression, Wen Wujue really thought that he was worried about Yeqi's feigned surrender, so he said seriously: "Tomorrow, I will let him take the lead in attacking the city, and the emperor will follow closely. Take the arsenal."

The arsenal is a place where weapons are stored in a city. Once captured, it is equivalent to a tiger without claws and can be easily captured.

Xiao Gui's face is not hesitant, is this what he wants to say?

Seeing that he didn't respond for a long time, Wen Wujue looked up at him, "What does the emperor think?"

Xiao Gui endured it, and said neither hot nor cold: "What Xiangfu said is naturally the best."

Wen Wujue didn't notice the difference in his words, moved the map over, and pointed it out to him, "This is the residence of Prince Ning, the arsenal must be not far from him, and I remember that it was in the ancestral temple behind the residence of Prince Ning, There was a turmoil once, and it was quickly suppressed by King Ning."

He pinched the corner of the map and said in a low voice: "I guess there should be an arsenal within a hundred steps of the ancestral temple. After the emperor enters the city at that time, just go straight to the direction of the ancestral temple."

Xiao Gui was full of displeasure, but he didn't dare to neglect serious matters, lowered his eyelids, and carefully memorized the specific location on the map.

In the end, Wen Wujue slowly sat up straight, supported his sore waist, and waved his hands.

"Your Majesty, go back and rest. Tomorrow's battle must not be delayed, and the subject will have to squat for a while."

Xiao Gui watched him get up and walked to the low couch covered with thick blankets, then smiled and followed, shamelessly said: "I will sleep with Xiangfu tonight."

Wen Wujue: "..."

Don't sleep in your own dragon tent, the straw bunk under the sleeping minister?Who is wrong?

Xiao Gui ignored his idiot-looking eyes, and lay down on the couch behind him, "Isn't Xiangfu sore from the bumps all over his body? Let me rub it for you?"

Wen Wujue said speechlessly: "The bed of the minister is so small, it's hard enough to sleep alone, why does the emperor have to squeeze here?"

He was telling the truth, there were very few flat lands in the mountains, and it was enough for his big tent to be stretched open. When camping, he told the soldiers that it was enough to sleep, and there was no need to make it too spacious.

Xiao Gui tried his best to shrink in, and said with a serious face: "It's so cold, let's sleep together to be warm."

Wen Wujue: "..."

Xiao Gui saw that he was standing still for a long time, so he stood up, lay down with his arms around him, and coaxed him: "Isn't Xiangfu afraid of the cold? My body is hot, I am not afraid of the cold, I will give you a backrest."

Forget it, it's like being entangled by a stray dog.

Wen Wujue was so sleepy that he didn't want to bother with him, so he turned his face away and lay down.

Only then did he close his eyes, and realized that a paw was wriggling around his waist.

"What are you doing?"

Xiao Gui didn't know why, but he liked to pinch his father's waist.

How could a man with a slender figure have such a soft and thin waist?

In the darkness, he replied without changing his face: "I rubbed Xiangfu's waist for you, aren't you sore?"

"Sleep, don't touch me." Wen Wujue scolded.

"But... if you don't rub it, the stagnation will not dissipate, and you will still be sore tomorrow."

Xiao Gui guessed.

Wen Wujue closed his eyes, "I can't bear a little soreness."

Which social animal doesn't have a backache?

Xiao Gui let out a soft "oh", but he didn't take back his hand, and rubbed his fingers lightly.

Seeing that he didn't make any big moves, Wen Wujue let him go.

It was night, and the north wind outside the big tent was blowing bleakly and whirring.

The army was extremely quiet, and occasionally patrolling sergeants walked past the front and back of the tent.

But the soldiers guarding the gate of Wen Wujue's big tent have changed three shifts in turn, and Xiao Gui is still awake.

His Xiangfu was already in a deep sleep, Xiao Gui leaned against his back, and felt an extremely strange, bottom-up desire that burned his whole body.

The smell that belonged exclusively to his father was lingering at the tip of his nose, and it seemed to be getting stronger and stronger, almost driving him crazy.

what happened to him?How could he have such thoughts about his father-in-law?

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