The villain is far from my CP!

In Xijiang, outside the city of Yiwu County, the army lined up, ready to fight.

There are no enemies on the opposite side, only the vast Gobi desert mixed with sparse grass, and the spearheads of the soldiers are pointing directly at the depths of the grassland.

He wanted to take the initiative to attack.

On the school field in front of the city gate, the soldiers were silent and solemn, marching forward without hesitation, but at the forefront of the army, doubts flashed in the eyes of the commander of the Xifu army.

Dahui has maintained a delicate balance with the Western Turks for so many years. They can fight without fighting. After all, they are from the Central Plains, and it is difficult for them to adapt to life in the Gobi and grassland. .

Although Renhe has reached an unprecedented height due to the heroic sacrifice of the previous three highnesses, but...

He was still a little worried.

The commander frowned slightly, looking at the young man in silver armor in front of him.

The young man firmly held the saber at his waist, his shoulders were wide and his back was calm, and the crotch under his crotch was also quiet, as if he could feel the heart of his master, and the horse's hoof never moved.

This is His Royal Highness.

Under internal and external troubles, he went to the tiger's den alone to save the third highness of the entire western border.

Somehow, the commander's heart suddenly became a little more stable.

His Highness did not hide in the city, but joined them to meet the enemy. His Highness never gave up on Xijiang, so what did he have to be afraid of?

"The army is complete!"

The military flag with red background and golden pattern was hoisted on the towering flag tower, and there was a gust of wind, and the sonorous and long shouts of the messengers resounded, like echoes, spreading the flag language throughout the army one by one.

Qi Changting stopped the finger that was rubbing the hilt of the sword, his ink eyes narrowed slightly.

The sons of the Central Plains are not suitable for dealing with the Turks on the grasslands, but in the past, the Turks plundered the frontier villages and towns of Dahui, so they are more suitable for the terrain and climate of the Central Plains?

It's nothing more than a quick attack, grab it and run away.

This kind of rude and rude style of play is also acceptable to them!

Northern Xinjiang is short of medicines, and they cannot let go of their hands and feet to fight tough battles with Northern Turks, so they can only rely on Western Xinjiang to exert more pressure, so that the Northwestern Turks, who are still in the alliance, have to deploy troops for reinforcements, so as to relieve the pressure on Northern Xinjiang.

In this way, Aqiao can live better in Dongdu.

"All the army, let's go."

The young man raised his hand to straighten his headgear, and pointed his sword to the west. The huge army was like an ancient giant beast, taking steps with the wind and dust, and then gradually dispersed into more than a dozen small teams of hundreds of people, like stars scattered into the vast Gobi grassland.

Aqiao, let go and do what you want, the rest,

Leave it all to me.

"Okay, don't be idle, get up and work for this girl!"

In the tense secret room, the girl's energetic shout suddenly sounded, covering the smashing sound coming from the monitoring copper pipe like a bamboo.

The sound of the brass pipes is actually not very loud. In the past, you can only hear it when you get close to it. It's just that everyone in the secret room unconsciously breathes lightly, which allows the panic from outside to pour in.

For a moment, several pairs of eyes in the room looked at Baiqiao.

Even though there are all hidden guards who followed Qi Changting through life and death, even though everyone tried their best to cover it up, Bai Qiao could easily see the uneasiness and fear inside.

The girl took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Since I brought you here, I will be responsible for you. If something really happens then, I will die before you."

These words were a bit harsh, one person hesitated to answer, but was pressed down by Bai Qiao.

"This is not polite. I am not your master, and you have no responsibility to stand in front of me. Qi Jingmin's goal has always been me. As long as I don't die, you can all live."

If she really has no way out at that time, she will stand up and exchange herself for the jobs of all the people in this secret room.

This time, even Qi Tonghe finally raised his eyes.

Anyone can say polite words, but Baiqiao seems to be really thinking about such a thing.

What's more, she was right. After all, she was the most dangerous person in this room.

Qi Tonghe was originally anxious to the extreme, but now he couldn't bear it.

How could these big men let a little girl stand in front of them.

The man wanted to say something, but Bai Qiao's voice suddenly changed.

"It's just," the girl's eyebrows sharpened sharply, her eyes swept over everyone's faces in the secret room, she reached into her bosom, and took out Qi Changting's token, "Just, as long as I'm not dead, please spare no effort to carry out the order." .”

"Otherwise, don't blame me for turning my face and denying people."

On the wall, torches occasionally crackled, and the orange-red fire light half-shadowed the girl's face.

I don't know who was the first to kneel down on one knee, and then like dominoes, apart from Bai Xiao, Qi Yunzheng's poison master, and Qi Tonghe.

Bai Qiao's gaze fell on Qi Tonghe's face calmly.

Qi Tonghe quietly looked back at those translucent eyes shining with sparks, and felt that he must be crazy.

He actually felt as if there was something that had been missing for a long time in his body, and it was burning again little by little.

Maybe they can really win?

The man's fingers trembled a little, he straightened up slightly, then cupped his fists and bowed.

"Listen to the girl's orders."

"Okay," Baiqiao finally smiled, turned around and walked to the stacked bookshelves, and accurately pulled out a cowhide scroll.

"There are ninety and four bookstores in the Eastern Capital, and thirty and eight of them have had accounts with the former Shenghe, all of which are clearly marked on this volume. Please put the files of these bookstores in the past half a year. Organize them into categories."

Orders and orders were prohibited, and the secret room quickly became busy.

A steady stream of accounts were stacked on the table, and the clattering sound of the paper rolls completely buried the despair in the copper pipe, and Bai Qiao finally settled down to focus on the accounts on the desk.

As the capital of the Great Hui, Dongdu is full of gentry, has a strong academic atmosphere, and there are so many bookstores, it can be said that it is the most inconspicuous existence among the many shops in Dongdu.

However, this bookstore that can be seen everywhere is mentioned repeatedly in the original book.

It's a pity that Baiqiao doesn't have the ability to remember with a photographic image. He thought hard that day, and he only remembered that there was a bookstore in the eastern capital that was tricky, but he didn't know which bookstore it was or what tricks it was.

But it doesn't matter, she will be able to pull out the fox's tail sooner or later.

In the secret room, everything was going on in an orderly manner, and outside the secret room, Feng Shang, the director of the imperial hospital, had just seen Qi Jingmin's injury in fear, and he sat in the carriage and went straight home after he came out of Shenghe.

He always felt that His Majesty was a little panicked, and he didn't want to spend any more time with him.

However, when he was drowsy on the carriage, the carriage suddenly and quietly stopped in the alley at the corner of the street.

There was a rustling sound in his ears, Feng Shang thought in a trance that he had arrived, so he got up to lift the curtain, but the moment his fingers touched the curtain of the carriage, he glanced at him from the corner of the eye and the window was opened, revealing a Face masked by black scarf.

Feng Shang was startled, and his back hit the wall of the carriage with a bang.

"My lord," the man actually talked to him, "Do you still remember that more than ten years ago, a young poison master named Kandahan gave you something before he died?"

"Oh, it looks like a scorpion. It's poisonous. Is it still there?"

Xiao Hui's voice was gentle and polite, talking about death and relics in his mouth, but his face looked like a traveler who can be seen everywhere on the street asking for directions.

But coupled with this silent night, it was extraordinarily eerie and gloomy.

Kan, Kandahan...

The fingers pressing on the carriage wall suddenly trembled unconsciously, Feng Shang felt that his teeth were chattering.

Kandahan, come to him!

Yes, more than ten years have passed, the young doctor who took the Turkic poison master as his confidant is no longer young, but he has a successful career and has become the most honored doctor in Dahui—the director of the Imperial Hospital.

Dahui is a country that pays attention to etiquette, and the promotion of Taiyuan Hospital ranks seniority as the top priority.

However, Feng Shang had already become the principal of the Imperial Hospital ten years ago. Compared with his predecessors, he was like a Ziwei star descending to earth.

But are his medical skills really that powerful?

The long-lost nightmare swept through my mind uncontrollably in the silent night.

Feng Shang's pupils constricted sharply, two gurgling sounds of unknown meaning came out of his throat, and then he lowered his voice and said anxiously: "I don't know, I don't know Kandahan!"

He refused straight away, and then wanted to call for someone to drag the man in black out, but he found that there was no other voice outside.

By the carriage window, Xiao Hui hissed.

It really made people guess correctly, the guilty look of this old man is too obvious.

That being the case...

"Well!"

After a muffled sound, in the night, Xiao Hui carefully pulled up the black scarf covering his face, carried Feng Shang like a sack, and ran away dangerously before the patrolling five-city soldiers and Ma Si officers and soldiers found out.

Time is like an hourglass, little by little people buried in the sand.

One hour, two hours, twelve hours.

A whole day and night passed, and in the secret room, the copper pipe connected to the inside of the dry square finally gradually quieted down.

As a matter of fact, the Forbidden Army used Baiqiao's identity to conduct a search once before, and their curiosity to explore new things has long since ceased to be so strong.

The daylight was not discernible in the secret room, but everyone's eyes seemed to be fixed on the engraving in the corner.

When the last drop of water fell from the hourglass, although no one spoke, they all knew that they had survived the disaster.

Such things as copying a house are also a matter of vigorous effort, then decline, and exhaustion three times.

As long as you escaped the first time and don't try to die afterwards, the risk of being discovered is minimal.

The sound of flipping files in the secret room did not stop, but the atmosphere visibly eased down.

Behind the desk, the corners of the girl's lips curled up slightly in relief.

In this round, it was her God's perspective that won.

after that……

Suddenly, the account book in his hand was taken away by a familiar hand.

The girl raised her eyes in the direction of that hand, and saw that Bai Xiao had probably just received the needle, half-clothed in a robe, looking at her with a complex and relieved expression.

"Aqiao, it's a pity that the party is gone." After a while, the young man asked in a low voice.

In the past few years, he has watched Baiqiao bring Qianfang from the alley to Xishui Street, from the little-known bank to the famous bank in the whole of Dahui.

In the end, I watched her push Qianfang into the fire with my own eyes.

Kill decisively without mercy.

But, don't you really feel sorry?

regret……

The girl didn't speak, but lowered her eyelids unconsciously.

It would be a lie to say no regrets.

But never regret it.

She is probably a full-fledged adventurist in her bones, but her previous life did not give her a sense of security, so she quietly lurks in her heart without voicing.

But now, everything has changed unconsciously.

With that person, even if he is far away in the western border, she dares to risk her life,

Give it a go.

Hearing the sound of rattling papers in the secret room, Bai Qiao suppressed the soreness in his eyes, and said viciously:

"If this thing can be done, I will definitely ask that guy to pay me a household secretary!"

The author has something to say:

Qi Changting: Excuse me, can the empress also serve as Minister of the Household Department?Waiting online, it's urgent!

PS: The stupid author is about to start school, foreign schools do not offer online classes and can only fly. Recently, flights have been canceled frequently, and they have been rebooked three or four times. It is a big headache, and the update is delayed. Kneel down. jpg.

In addition, the flight of the stupid author the day after tomorrow (QAQ if the flight is not cancelled), the whole journey is 24 hours, if it is too late to change that day, please ask for a day off, and let everyone know in advance!