The general is in charge of the routine again

"Master, a letter from the capital." Xiaoyi handed the letter to Wen Mu.

He thought it would be written by Li Zhen, but he didn't expect it to be written by Zhan Jingpeng.After he finished reading, the corner of his mouth curled up into a smile. If it was someone else, he might be a little considerate, but if it was Zhan Jingpeng, he would trust it.

Maybe all of this comes from Yang Jianxin, Yang Jianxin trusts Zhan Jingpeng, so he also trusts Zhan Jingpeng.

Now, His Highness the Ninth Prince must also trust him extremely.

Wen Mu first wrote a letter to the Eighth Prince, then wrote back to Zhan Jingpeng and sent someone back to the capital.

At night when A Duoqi woke up, there was only one candle lit in the tent, it was very dim, and he could vaguely see a person sitting by the stove, covered with an old cotton coat.

He got up and walked in front of Wen Mu, and called softly, "Brother Wen~"

Wen Mu opened his eyes, he didn't sleep very soundly, the chair was too hard for him to sleep comfortably, so A Duoqi only called him softly, and he woke up.

He rubbed his eyes, and when he looked outside, it was already dark, and the fire in the stove was very hot, it should be Xiao Yi who came in to fill the firewood.

He stretched himself and asked Hodok: "They haven't come back yet"

A Duoqi shook his head a little disappointed.

Wen Mu didn't know what to say to him. After thinking for a long time, he realized that it was time for dinner, so he asked, "Will you eat at my place or go back?"

A Duoqi was a bit decadent and low-spirited: "Let's bark together with Yan."

Wen Mu nodded and led him to Huotou Army, and the two began to receive the meal.

After returning to the tent, Wen Mu lit another candle: "May I make you a cup of tea?"

A Duoqi: "Then why die?"

Wen Mu opened his mouth, chose to shut up, turned around and made him a cup of tea, and put it in front of him: "Taste."

A Duoqi picked it up and took a sip, it was a bit astringent when he drank it, his eyebrows were knit together: "Wow, it's so bitter!"

Wen Mu smiled: "Taste carefully, don't drink too much, it's a bit astringent at first, but it will become sweet when it enters your throat."

A Duoqi took another sip according to Wenmu's method, it was indeed bitter when he first drank it, but it gradually turned sweet after entering his throat.

But Hodoki still didn't like to drink this kind of water.

The two sat down and chatted a few words, but still did not wait for Yang Jianxin and Cheng Liqiao to return.

Wen Mu was a little worried: "Aren't you going back?"

He wanted to go out to find Yang Jianxin, but the poor man squatting next to the stove didn't intend to go back to his tent.

Hodok's eyes were wet, as if he was about to cry if he said one more word.

"May I sleep here today?" Hodoki said, "I don't want to go back."

Wen Mu looked at him and gave a "tsk", it's so pitiful.

A few days ago, he asked someone to check Hoduo chess, and the answer he got surprised him a bit.

A Duoqi is actually the prince of Cangyi, the youngest prince, and he is very much loved. A few years ago, Cangyi fought against Wei, and the seventh prince of Cangyi loved his younger brother very much, so he brought this younger brother with him when he went to the battlefield. up.

At that time Yang Jianxin was a young boy, he went to single out the Seventh Prince, defeated him, and took his scimitar.

At that time, A Duoqi wanted to get back the scimitar for his elder brother, so he secretly led a group of soldiers to fight at the gate of Jianmen. Cheng Liqiao saw that his face was like a peach blossom, his lips were red and his teeth were white, like a lady disguised as a man, so he got excited and opened the city gate. , One move failed, and the young general was tied to the horse.

A Duoqi's voice was very soft, a bit softer than a woman's voice. Cheng Liqiao was moved by hearing this, and took him back to the camp, but it turned out to be a man. Cheng Liqiao was a little embarrassed. He had humiliated him in front of the city gate before, and felt that I am a little too unreasonable.

So he ate and drank, fed him in the tent for a few days, and sent him to Cang Yi.

After many years, A Duoqi came to look for Cheng Liqiao again, Wen Mu had guessed what was going on, it was nothing more than the little prince fell in love with this reckless man.

It's just that this reckless man is a bit ignorant, at that time he was the one who insisted on molesting A Duoqi on the battlefield, insisting on asking him to be his wife, but now that someone is looking for him, he thinks he is squeamish.

Wen Mu looked at him, a little helpless, so he could only agree.

A Duoqi gratefully said: "Xie Xiini, how are you, Brother Wen!"

Wen Mu touched the good person card under his hand, sat on the chair and waited for Yang Jianxin.

It was dark and it was already hard to see the road, Yang Jianxin and Cheng Liqiao galloped back, Yang Jianxin was a little restless at this moment, how worried was Wen Mu that he hadn't gone back at this hour?

He couldn't help complaining: "Come back early next time, it's dark and the road is slippery, it's not good if something happens."

"I just want to give that little squeamish a little more hunting, or I'll start picking my mouth again." Cheng Liqiao patted the rabbit beside the saddle and said, "Don't tell me, this rabbit is really fat."

Yang Jianxin responded, and rushed all the way back. As soon as he entered the camp, the horse didn't have time to tie up, and he walked into the tent with the prey.

There was a little dark light in the tent, Yang Jianxin walked to the door, patted the dirt on his body, took a few deep breaths, and opened the door cautiously.

At a glance, she saw Wen Mu resting on the chair.

It seemed that he was a little out of spirits, and his brows were tightly frowned.

Yang Jianxin found out that there were other people in the room besides Wen Mu, he glanced warily, and immediately found the person lying on the bed - A Duoqi.

He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, he just said, how could Wen Mu mess around with others behind his back.

He didn't know why he felt that Wen Mu and A Duoqi could only be friends, and wouldn't become that kind of improper relationship.

He was about to hug Wen Mu to the bed, when he suddenly heard Cheng Liqiao angry outside: "Who are you! You can't stand alone! Let me find them all, and wait for the military law to deal with them if you can't find them!"

Wen Mu was startled by the shouts outside, and woke up faintly, seeing Yang Jianxin cautiously in front of him, not knowing what to do.

With a smile: "Are you back?"

Yang Jianxin nodded: "Well, have you eaten? If you haven't eaten, I'll make it for you?"

Wen Mu hugged Yang Jianxin's neck, and his legs naturally clamped his waist: "I have eaten, I left you a meal, are you hungry, should I eat later or eat now?"

Yang Jianxin supported Wen Mu's butt, which was round and soft, he was reluctant to let it go: "Eat it later, I'll rest first."

"What was the noise outside just now? It sounds like a commotion."

"The general is looking for this person on our bed." Yang Jianxin said with a smile, "Why did he come here?"

"I'm in a bad mood. I was hurt by what General Cheng said at noon. I don't want to go back to see him."

Yang Jianxin smiled ruthlessly: "The general is like an old lady, Luo Li is chatty, and it's annoying to listen to. Don't worry about him. Let's tell him after he looks for a while, so that he can be anxious."

Wen Muruo nodded feelingly, A Duoqi is a good kid, he was humiliated by him in the early years, and now he is abandoned by him, so he should be anxious.