Dandere General and his Lord

He picked up the bowl of soup again and drank it slowly.

"Zhang, Brother Zhang." Old Li approached Zhang Fu's side, chatting in a low voice, "Your life is really hard enough, the Queen Mother didn't kill you. I heard that even the Queen Mother was killed by the Queen Mother... …”

He bared his teeth and grinned, making a gesture of white lingerie strangling his neck.

Zhang Fu smiled lightly and lowered his head to drink his soup.

"Good brother, give me a little bit, even a little bit." Old Li squeezed a broken porcelain basin into the gap between the two railings.

Zhang Fu reached out and poured the rest of the soup down.

"Hey, that's interesting enough, let's go a little more, Brother Zhang is really a good person."

Zhang Fu's hand holding the bowl was not stable, causing a lot of soup to spill out.

Old Li was startled when he saw the purple-red welt marks on the back of his originally fair and well-proportioned hand.

He smashed his tongue: "You've been tossed enough. Forget it, you can eat more yourself."

He took back his bowl, and whispered while licking: "I guess you don't have a few meals left to eat."

He heard the figure with its back turned to him say a low voice,

"In any case, I have to eat it. Only by eating can I live, and there will be hope when I live... I hope to wait for him."

Old Li thought secretly in his heart: "It turned out to be an idiot. After entering the Autumn Official's Office prison, he still wondered who could get him out. I have been here for a long time, and I have only seen people going out sideways, never standing go."

However, for the sake of this brother Zhang's meal, he didn't say these harsh words out of his mouth.

In Zhengzhou City,

Cheng Qianye looked around at the people in front of him.

Here are her most powerful advisors and bravest generals.

But each of them showed a heavy expression.

Cheng Qianye could clearly see the emotions in their hearts at the moment.

More or less, they all had a sense of grief in their hearts.

This also means that Zhang Fu's ending is basically doomed in their hearts.

Inevitably there will be casualties in war. Even when the best brothers die for the country, everyone can only watch, and all they can do is grit their teeth and accept the news of death.

Cheng Qianye set his eyes on Zhou Zixi.

Zhou Zixi pushed his wheelchair forward, "The only way to save Zhang Gong is to deploy heavy troops on the border and put pressure on Quan Rong."

He sighed, in fact, he didn't have any hope of rescuing Zhang Fu.

But he has been in the gods of Zhang Fu for a long time, and after all, he still wants to do his best for this unmasked colleague.

"Now, in the civil strife of the Quan Rong, the Empress Dowager did not hide the Emperor Quan Rong, and the Empress was strangled. The court must be in chaos, and at the moment when you can't take care of yourself, you must not want to fight with our army on a large scale. We can wait for the opportunity to encroach on their land and put them away. The determination to attack, and at the same time send envoys to negotiate, or there is still a chance to save Zhang Gong from the fire."

Zhou Zixi did not say a word: The Quan Rong is a savage and ferocious nation, whether Zhang Fu can survive until the envoy arrives is unknown. Even if he was still alive, if the envoy didn't say a word well, it might have caused him to die early.

The choice of the envoy to save him is very important, but beside the lord, he looked around, and it seemed that there was no suitable person.

Cheng Qianye's eyes also looked at the faces in front of him.

Yu Dunsu is simple and honest, Helanzhen is upright, Cheng Feng is always poisonous, Mo Qiaosheng...

Hashimoto was reluctant to let him go even if he was suitable.

Besides, he is a taciturn personality.

Zhou Zixi cupped his hands and said, "Chen, I would like to send your lord to Xirong."

"If you are folded in, it is meaningless to exchange Zhang Fu."

Cheng Qianye patted his shoulder, Zhou Zixi's legs were disabled, she couldn't bear to let him go to danger any more,

"I have a suitable candidate. I will let her go. You can stay in Zhengzhou and plan for me with all your heart."

The author has something to say: Silly author: "Mr. Zhang, I'm really sorry, I will let you eat in prison for the New Year."

Zhang Fu: "If you're really embarrassed, why don't you add some dishes to me, just give me two white buns?"

Chapter 82

"I have a younger sister who happens to be in..." Cheng Qianye glanced at the map and casually pinched a city less than twenty miles away from Zhengzhou.

"In Ancheng. She is known to be brave and good at speaking. It must be suitable for her to send her to Haojing as the princess of Jin."

Among the crowd, only He Lanzhen, who was from a noble family, had a slight impression of Princess Chiba.

"Is the lord talking about Princess Qianye? I vaguely heard that the princess was separated during the Zhongmu Rebellion?" He Lanzhen asked suspiciously.

This nasty upright boygān has to ask such a detailed question. Cheng Qianye slandered Helanzhen in his heart.

"Actually, she was not separated. She was in critical condition at the time, and her mother quietly sent her to live elsewhere. Later..."

Cheng Qianye didn't want to make up any more, so she glanced at He Lanzhen.

He Lanzhen finally understood that the lord did not want to elaborate on this matter.

He thought in his heart: Maybe the lord has other intentions for the princess to temporarily live in his place, and it has nothing to do with me, so why should I go into it.

"Then it's settled. I will personally go to Ancheng to send Qianye an ambassador. Cheng Feng, you organize a team of sharp guards to escort the princess to Haojing. Zixi, you..."

Before Cheng Qianye finished speaking, someone suddenly grabbed him.

up her wrist.

"No!" Mo Qiaosheng's eyes were red, he grabbed her wrist tightly and said word by word.

Everyone was taken aback by Mo Qiaosheng's actions.

Although General Mo was fierce and fierce on the battlefield, he was always the most respectful and obedient in front of the lord, and he never acted in the slightest rebellious manner.

What's the matter today?

Cheng Qianye patted Mo Qiaosheng's hand and continued to speak.

"Zixi, please quickly draw up a letter of credentials on my behalf and send it to the Empress Dowager Muzang, who is Quan Rong. It states that the princess is on an envoy."

"In addition, General Helan will stay in Zhengzhou, General Yu and General Mo..."

Cheng Qianye glanced at Mo Qiaosheng,

"You two, lead the troops to expedition, and deter the Quan Rong. Lay the foundation for the negotiations ahead."

Yu Dunsu clasped his fists to lead the order.

But Mo Qiaosheng was still stubbornly holding on to the lord's arm, and the palm of his hand was so hard that it even caused her a faint pain.

Cheng Qianye frowned slightly, "Let's do this for now, everyone step back and sort out your thoughts, and discuss the details tomorrow. Hashimoto stays."

After screening the crowd.

Only Cheng Qianye and Mo Qiaosheng were left alone in the side hall.

Cheng Qianye was upset, rubbed his wrists, and sat down on the chair.

Originally, it should be a happy and happy moment for her and Hashimoto to reunite after a long absence.

But at this moment, she was worried and irritable, and her frowning brows did not loosen.

"I won't let you go." Mo Qiaosheng's voice sounded.

Cheng Qianye raised his head behind the desk,

The man stood in front of her against the light.

The afterglow of the setting sun cast in from outside the door outlined the outline of this battle-hardened man.

His shoulders are broad, his waist is firm, his limbs are slender, and his tempered body has a beauty with strength. The aura honed on the battlefield made one feel that what stood in front of him was a fierce blade unsheathed.

This is the first time Mo Qiaosheng has lost his temper at her.

Cheng Qianye felt that it was very novel, and even the irritability in his heart was diluted a lot.

At this moment, Cheng Qianye suddenly realized that he was very shy in front of her on weekdays, and his sweetheart, who often blushed before speaking, and shed tears at every turn, had actually grown into a real general who looked forward to majesty .

"In any case, I won't let you personally take risks." Mo Qiaosheng gritted his teeth.

He knew that his tone was too presumptuous.

The lord must be very angry.

He is not afraid to reprimand or punish him, but his attitude may be rejected by the master.

But even if he tried to disgust the lord, he couldn't let the lord take such a risk. Even if he tried his best, he would also stop the lord from doing this.

It took a moment for Mo Qiaosheng to react.

The lord was neither angry nor arguing with him, but looked at him with interest with a pair of dripping eyes.

Mo Qiaosheng began to panic in his heart, and his momentum dropped in an instant.

Cheng Qianye laughed, she beckoned,

Then she grabbed the man who was unwilling to come to her side and asked him to sit next to her.

She put her head on Mo Qiaosheng's solid shoulders, where she found her own support.

So she rubbed her face hard with her own mind without hesitation, and finally let out a comfortable sigh of suffocation that had accumulated in her chest.

"Qiaosheng, I may not be a qualified monarch." Cheng Qianye leaned against Mo Qiaosheng and closed his eyes. She doesn't mind letting the person she likes see her weakness.