High energy eunuch

After sleeping in the dark for three days, when Fu Qiu woke up again, his spirit was much better.With a flushed face, she sat on the bed, waiting for a bowl of soy milk and fried dough sticks.

The tent door opened, and Dongzi came in, bringing in a gust of cold air.

Fu Qiu patted the place beside him, smiled and said, "Come here."

The fritters were cut into small pieces, soaked in soy milk until softened, and spooned into Fu Qiu's mouth.Sweet, soft and glutinous taste, with a little oily aroma.

"My fourth uncle has been here?" Fu Qiu asked casually.

Dongzi's hand holding the spoon paused, tried the temperature of his lips, and fed it to Fu Qiu's mouth, "Yeah."

"Why didn't you tell me? If Xiangfeng hadn't mentioned it, I wouldn't know. What did he say?" Soymilk hung from the corner of his mouth, and Dongzi gently wiped it away with his fingers.

"Not yet." Dongzi said lightly.

"It's all right. If you lie down like this, you will be laughed at by that screwdriver." Fu Qiu thought very clearly that these people did not accept him mainly because he had no military exploits.Coming by airborne and becoming a young commander directly, it will definitely arouse the jealousy of the group of people who have followed Wei Kun for many years and made great achievements in battle.

"Zuo Yuquan wanted to give me a warning, but I gave him a warning." Fu Qiu smiled slightly, "How about it, my archery skills are not bad?"

Dongzi had a straight face, like a wooden man.Fu Qiu poked his cheek with his finger, "Don't be upset, I have a sense of proportion, if my life is really in danger, I will call for help."

This is an unwritten agreement between the two of them.

Fu Qiu sat cross-legged, rolled his eyes up, shook his head, squeezed his sore neck with one hand, and let out a sigh of relief, "This time I was really beaten badly."

Dongzi put down the empty bowl helplessly, and sat behind him, wrapping his long legs around Fu Qiu, squeezing Fu Qiu's shoulders with just enough strength.

"But we can't be lazy in the future, we have to strive to make meritorious service in the military camp." When Fu Qiu was in the palace, all the imperial edicts he received said that the southern defense line had to apply for military pay again.Since he became emperor, he had no impression of the northern front. Now it seems that Wei Kun's army is self-sufficient.Most of them killed and plundered at the same time, leading the army like bandits.

"Left." Fu Qiu tilted his neck, and pointed to the left neck fossa.

Being caught unexpectedly, Dongzi kissed his fingers forcefully, rubbing his lips against his neck.Fu Qiu smiled and pushed him away, "Don't make trouble, I haven't showered for three days, it stinks."

"It doesn't stink." Dongzi didn't care, and kissed Fu Qiu's neck until it was wet.

"Wait a minute, wait a moment... let go, the wound hurts..." Fu Qiu frowned in pain when his hand touched Dongzi's face, the hole in his hand was still there.

He looked into Dongzi's eyes with great regret, and pressed his forehead, "Come back in two days." He swallowed, held Dongzi's ear, and said in a low voice, "Let you lie down for three days too." sky."

At this time, Xiangfeng's voice came from outside the tent——

"The handsome is here."

Before Fu Qiu could speak, Wei Kun didn't show his face, and the words came in first——

"Is Qiu'er awake? I heard from the military doctor that there is no serious problem."

The majestic voice was like a muffled thunder rolling across the zenith.Dongzi adjusted Fu Qiu's collar with his fingers, and Fu Qiu leaned cross-legged on the pillow, leaning on the bed.

"Fourth Uncle." He gestured to get out of bed.

"Sit down, I'm here to take a look." Wei Kun glanced at Dongzi.

Dongzi got off the bed and stood beside him expressionlessly, like a stone statue.

"I haven't seen you for many years. Your eighth uncle always writes to say that you are weak-tempered and not good at martial arts, but he missed it."

Eighth Uncle and Fourth Uncle have contacts? !Fu Qiu rubbed his fingers, thought for a while before saying, "The eighth uncle has gone too..."

"People are going to die, there is nothing to be sad about."

Fu Qiu secretly looked at Wei Kun, there was no sadness on his face, and he was not sure whether Wei Kun and his eighth uncle had colluded secretly.

"Zuo Yuquan's injury is also better. He is the favorite general of the fourth uncle and can teach you a lot. Before joining the army, he was a butcher."

No wonder his strength is amazing, he eats a lot of meat, and his face is also full of flesh.

"You should practice with him this month. You have called him. If you want to send troops, he will take you with you. Follow orders and don't act rashly. Beidi people are cunning and brave. They are good at fighting immediately. They What you ride is not an ordinary war horse, but a ferocious and unruly wild horse. When you kill more than a hundred enemies, Fourth Uncle will give you a big gift." Wei Kun squinted his eyes, half-smiling.

"Fourth uncle's kindness, my nephew will never forget it." Fu Qiu's eyes were red, tears were rolling in his eyes, and his fingers were clenched tightly on his knees.

Wei Kun left, Fu Qiu raised his calm eyes, tears disappeared.He curled his lips and scolded, "Old cunning." If he really cared about his nephew's affection, Zuo Yuquan wouldn't be like this.

"As long as Wei Kun is willing to send troops, things will be much easier." Dongzi sat down and ran his fingers through Fu Qiu's loose black hair.

"Well, I know." Fu Qiu said in a deep voice with firm eyes, "I can bear it."

Dongzi touched his face with rough palms, "There are old ministers who support you in the court, and I have contacted them secretly."

Fu Qiu's eyes moved, "Really? Is there someone supporting me?"

"Of course, you are the real dragon emperor." Dongzi nodded.

"Well, I will learn how to be a good emperor." Fu Qiu stood up vigorously and asked Dongzi to wait for him to get out of bed.

For the next month, whether it was snowing or sunny, Fu Qiu reported to Zuo Yuquan's barracks every day, got to know the other generals well, and even increased his drinking capacity.

Fu Qiu has gradually developed the ability to talk nonsense when he sees people, and to talk nonsense when he sees ghosts.

In the past, he was proficient in eating, drinking, whoring and gambling in the palace, but he is very proficient in the military camp.

That night, he was a little drunk, blushing, with one arm on Dongzi's shoulder, and the snow creaked under his feet.

"I can still drink two catties, how about it, isn't it amazing?"

The hot and humid air sprayed into Dongzi's ears.

"Yeah." He answered absent-mindedly, never leaving Fu Qiu's side face, which was stained by the smell of alcohol.

Fu Qiu's eyebrows were delicate, and his willow eyebrows seemed to be melted in the fragrance of wine, forming a gentle spring breeze that surrounded Dongzi's body.A cluster of fire was burning in his heart, before entering the tent, five meters away from the tent door, nimble fingers had penetrated into Fu Qiu's soft armor.

Lips and tongues are hotly intertwined.

It was snowing outside the tent.

The strong wind between the sky and the earth roared past like a howling beast, rustling the tiny tents.

In the tent, the brazier was burning red, the heavy tent door sheltered all the cold, and the tallow candle wept silently.

The two shadows closely overlap on the wall, with graceful arcs and full of power.

A thin figure was sitting at the door of the tent, his brows and hair were covered with heavy snow, his lips were purple with cold, only the heat of his exhaled showed that it was a person.

Footsteps came.

A heavy and warm wool coat was draped over him, he looked up and said coldly, "Thank you."

The deerskin tightly wrapped her strong and perfect calves. Cao Qingmeng stood in front of Xiangfeng with her chest crossed and asked, "Why don't you go in?"

"Look at the snow for a while." The snowflakes in the sky are reflected in Xiangfeng's longing eyes, and his eyes can speak, like weeping.Cao Qingmeng's heart skipped a beat, and before she realized it, her fingers had already lifted Xiangfeng's chin, and the man's eyes never fell on her face.

A trace of sarcasm entered Cao Qingmeng's heart coldly.

She kissed him hard, and a very thin line of blood slid down Xiangfeng's lips. After the breathless kiss was over, Cao Qingmeng wiped his blood with her fingertips indifferently, and warned in a low voice, "Showing this way is to seduce you." who?"

The wind blew in through the neckline and cuffs of Xiangfeng's loose robe, making him terribly cold.

He narrowed his eyes mockingly, "Didn't this seduce you, the general?" He stood on tiptoe and kissed Cao Qingmeng lightly.

Cao Qingmeng took a step back in disbelief, as if bitten by a snake, and turned around quickly, wiping her lips angrily, the big red leather cloak blown by the wind behind her showed her anger.

Xiangfeng blinked, his eyes were very clear and full of innocence.

In the middle of the night, Fu Qiu, who had just fallen asleep, was awakened by the sound of a sharp horn.

Outside the tent, countless soldiers were holding weapons, cursing and buckling up their belts as they ran. One of them looked at him, and was dragged away by his companions before he even had time to call out the young commander.

Xiangfeng stood by the tent door, his face was pale, "Assault horn, young commander, you must rush to the gathering place immediately." While saying this, Xiangfeng had already picked up Fu Qiu's armor and put it on for him.

Dongzi didn't come back the night before, and Fu Qiu, who had been tidied up in Xiangfeng's hands, picked up the gleaming double knives on the table, and looked back at Xiangfeng when he went out.

Xiangfeng bit her lip tightly, "You may have to kill someone today."

Fu Qiu raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "I've been waiting for this day for a long time, just stay there and wait for my commander to come back."

The battle with the Beidi savages took place on a hillside overgrown with weeds. A row of fire dragons lay in the valley, and behind each torch was a person.

Fu Qiu loosened his leather gloved fingers.

Immediately a torch fell to the ground.

The Beidi savages are very brave, they only know how to charge forward, never retreat, and like locusts, they are inexhaustible.The battle lasted from the second watch to dawn.Fu Qiu's right arm was completely numb, and a big palm behind him pressed against his back, and a low voice came to his ears, "How is it? Can you hold on?"

Fu Qiu supported the weight of his body with his legs, and raised his right palm, "It's all right."

They went deep into the valley from the highlands and counted the killed enemy troops. Beidi people mostly wore animal skins, and their lower bodies were tiger skin battle groups, without complicated armor and helmets.

Fu Qiu cut off his first ear, and blood rushed into his nostrils, making him want to vomit.Dong Zi pierced bloody human ears and touched about 200 people. Fu Qiu stood between the corpses with bloody hands, took a deep breath, and let out another breath in disgust.

"They don't have a leader." Fu Qiu said.

Dongzi searched the ground for a while. After a while, he squatted down and tore a piece of white jade from a dead man's neck. The jade was threaded on a thick black rope.

"he is the one."

It was only then that Fu Qiu discovered that other Beidi people did not have this on their necks.

There were colorful totems painted on their faces, Fu Qiu couldn't understand them, their gods didn't protect them in this battle.The cold wind made Fu Qiu shiver all over.

"Young commander! General Zuo has been killed!" The panicked soldier knelt at Fu Qiu's feet.

"What?" Fu Qiu thought he heard it wrong.

However, half a quarter of an hour later, he was brought to Zuo Yuquan's body.Zuo Yuquan's huge body was lying motionless on the ground, his face was covered with blood and mud, his beard was tangled, and he was unprecedentedly dirty.

"Who found the body?" Fu Qiu said calmly, looking at Zuo Yuquan's body with his fingers, there were many cut marks on the armor, but none of them broke through the fine steel armor.The fatal wound was on the neck, and the throat was sealed with a sword.

This made Fu Qiu think of someone almost immediately.Xue Yuanshu.He turned his head and exchanged glances with Dongzi.

Dongzi shook his head invisibly.

The one who found the body was a soldier, kneeling on the ground in disgrace, trembling all over, "When the subordinate found the general, he had already..."

His throat had already been cut.

Fu Qiu glanced around coldly, and as far as the eye could see on the battlefield, except for dead bodies, they were still dead bodies.

He had no choice but to order someone to bring Zuo Yuquan's body back. The joy of victory was greatly reduced by the loss of a general.The soldiers of Da Chu were all downcast.

That night, the Chinese army took charge of the account, and the military doctor examined Zuo Yuquan's body on the spot.Wei Kun sat in the upper seat, drinking a glass of wine slowly, the wine was bright red, like human blood.

Fu Qiu stood beside the corpse, the military doctor raised his wrinkled face, knelt on the ground and said, "Seal the throat with a sword, the sword move is very skillful, clean and neat, cut the throat to death."

"Qiu'er, come here." Wei Kun waved to him.

Fu Qiu glanced at Dong Zi, who stood at the end of the generals, lowered his eyes, and moved his index finger by his side.

Fu Qiu stepped forward.

"You gained a lot in this battle. You killed more than two hundred people. Zuo Yuquan is dead, and his soldiers will be handed over to you." Zuo Yuquan's death did not seem to bring any sadness to Wei Kun. After patting the tiger's skin, Fu Qiu had no choice but to sit down beside him.

In the silence of the tent, Wei Kun's sharp eyes glanced over everyone, and finally settled on Cao Qingmeng.

"General Cao." A thunderous rumbling sound rolled over, Wei Kun's majestic voice made Cao Qingmeng's whole body stiff, she came out and knelt on the right side of Zuo Yuquan's body.

"Take General Zuo's body down and bury it in the way you Beidi."

Cao Qingmeng glanced at Wei Kun in panic. Her identity as a native of Beidi has been rarely mentioned. She has made great contributions to Wei Kun over the years, and she is almost Wei Kun's right-hand man.As soon as these words came out, the soldiers in the tent began to chat in low voices, Cao Qingmeng's ears were red, but he had no choice but to answer, "Yes."

"From now on, Fu Qiu will be the general of the East Wing, and will lead Zuo Yuquan's [-] soldiers. Send an order to strengthen the security and hunt down the remnants of Shu Rui'er."

Cold sweat drenched Cao Qingmeng's back.

The generals came out of the main tent one by one, and when they saw Cao Qingmeng, they made a detour.Cao Qingmeng couldn't help smiling wryly, when Fu Qiu's figure flashed out, she immediately went up to meet him, cupped her fists and said, "Young commander, I have something to say at the end."

Cao Qingmeng is currently leading the post of General of the West Wing under Wei Kun's tent, so he doesn't have to call himself the last general in front of Fu Qiu.

Fu Qiu's eyebrows twitched, Cao Qingmeng looked at Dongzi behind him, Fu Qiu took two steps, "He is my man, the general can speak with confidence, but not here."

They changed places, and in Fu Qiu's tent, Xiangfeng was sent to guard the gate.

The light flickered on Cao Qingmeng's face, and the totem on half of her face was soft in the dim candlelight. She put one hand on her lap, clenched her fists, and said bitterly, "The commander suspects that I killed Zuo Yuquan."

Fu Qiu snorted, but didn't answer.

Cao Qingmeng looked at him sharply, "Does the Young Commander think so too?"

"It doesn't matter what I think." Fu Qiu practiced Tai Chi and poured a cup of hot tea for Cao Qingmeng, "The important thing is the trust of the commander in chief."

"The commander-in-chief is very stubborn. Once he decides something, it is difficult to change his mind." Cao Qingmeng has a thin face, a pointed chin, and her whole body is wrapped in leather armor. She has a slender figure and is very sexy.But the totem and the snake pattern on her arms only added to her sense of horror and coldness.

"What does the general want me to do? Plead for you?" Fu Qiu asked.

"No, please protect one person for the last general." Cao Qingmeng squeezed her teacup tightly, her calm tone as if she would not blink even if she was going to die now.

"Who?"

"Just in the young commander's account, he has no ability to protect himself. He has been in the army for many years and has been taken care of by the last general." Cao Qingmeng smiled wryly, "I'm afraid I won't be able to take care of him for long."