Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

When they were in the Wusun Department, they went out of their way to talk about things. After talking, they went down the mountain immediately. He was always worried along the way, and even wanted to stop and hunt a few wild animals to fill his stomach several times. The daughter-in-law always said that she was not hungry due to low blood sugar, and none of them paid much attention to it. After the last incident, he never dared to let his daughter-in-law go hungry again.

"Well, I'll go and order it."

Chu Yunhan said and stood up, the curtain of the central army tent was suddenly opened from outside, and the little bun hurried in: "Father, father, it's really you, I thought the soldiers made a mistake. Woolen cloth."

The little bun in the armor ignored the existence of other people, rushed over and hugged his father from behind. No matter how old he was, he was still his father's little bun, and he could always act coquettishly in front of him.

"Haha? How old are you? Are you still acting like a spoiled child with me? Come and meet the elder Qinglan of the Wusun clan. He is also the eldest son of the father and father's savior, the old patriarch Zhuohan."

Helplessly pulled down the little bun that was relying on him, Ling Jingxuan introduced him with a smile, the little bun Ling Wu swept away the previous immaturity, and bowed to Qing Lan seriously: "I have seen Elder Qinglan, I am Sheng. The prince's third son, Yan Xiaowu."

The little bun, who is about to be ten years old, has grown very tall. With the experience of this period of time, the white and tender skin has been tanned, and when he is serious, he has a bit of a father-like demeanor.

"King Wu Jun is very polite."

Seeing this, Qinglan stood up again and again to give in, and looked at him quietly, saying that a tiger father has no dogs, and Prince Sheng's third son looks handsome and will not be worse than his father in the future.

"Elder Qinglan, please take a seat."

The general politeness has become unfamiliar. The little bun, who has completely inherited the temperament of his parents, stretched out his hand and invited him to sit down. Yan Shengrui and Ling Jingxuan looked at each other and smiled. It was really embarrassing for their little bun. It was very hard to pretend to be like this?

"Elder Qinglan came to clean up the door on behalf of the Wusun clan. How was the situation during the day? Did those tribesmen in the city make trouble?"

The politeness was almost the same. Ling Jingxuan calmly entered the theme. It is not difficult to capture Tianhong City. With the Wusun clan as security, they don’t need to spend any more time setting traps, just Tuobawang and Yuan Shaoqi Still in their hands, some people will jump over the wall in a hurry, and they have to be careful.

"When Uncle Er and I came here in the morning, they used poison, and many soldiers were poisoned, but after taking the antidote, it was not very dangerous. In the afternoon, they used poison again, and they wanted to kill them. Fortunately, Brother Shanzi They came just in time, successfully stopped them, and after that they didn't do much."

Little Bun Ningsheng briefly recounted what happened during the day, Ling Jingxuan frowned: "Fight out? They didn't use Tuobawang and Shaoqi as shields? What about the Jiang Yuyang brothers? Did they show up?"

No matter how powerful their poison is, they clearly have an ace in their hands that makes them jealous, so why not use it? Could it be that Tuobawang and the others were not in the city?

"Your question is also a question for Yun Han and I. Later, we quietly let the shadow guard sneak into the city. Although we didn't get any positive news, those tribesmen seemed to be looking for something, and they kept cursing the Jiang Yuyang brothers. I think It should be the Jiang Yuyang brothers who took Shaoqi away while they were not paying attention, the time may be before our army arrives."

What Ling Jingxuan can think of, Zeng Shaoqing and the others can also think of, when they sensed something was wrong, they sent people to sneak into the city to investigate, so far there are still a few shadow guards in the city to respond. If they move, they can react immediately, and they will attack Tianhong City in one fell swoop.

"Well, it's very likely."

Ling Jingxuan touched his chin and nodded. It was almost 20 days since they arrested Jiang Suiyun. Even if Jiang Yuyang had only been in the same room with Jiang Suiyun before that, the poison on his body would still be ten days at most. During this period of time, he should try his best to save Jiang Suiyun. Before that, Tuobawang and Shaoqi should not be in danger.

"Go on the order, attack the city early tomorrow morning!"

Looking at his profile, Yan Shengrui gave an order in a condensed voice. Since Jiang Yuyang and Shao Qi are not in the city, they don't need to waste time here.

"Yes!"

The little bun immediately stood up, and Ling Jingxuan grabbed his hand: "Wait."

"Daddy?"

The three big and one small all looked at him strangely. Could it be that he still doesn't want to attack the city?

"Go on, the head army will cook rice, and the rest of the soldiers will leave a small part of the patrol, and the rest will seize the time to rest, and attack the city on time in two hours!"

Ignoring their doubts, Ling Jingxuan said to himself, it is probably the end of Hai Shi, people are generally the most tired and sleep the deepest in Yin Shi, and if they attack at that time, the casualties of them and the people will be minimized.

"I know Daddy."

The little bun who reacted ran out with a smile on his face, and Zeng Shaoqing couldn't help laughing: "Even time is included, what else is there that you can't think of?"

In fact, this doesn't mean that Jingxuan is smarter than them, but, compared to their habit of deciding the outcome in an upright manner, Ling Jingxuan is more unconventional, and it has been proved that his method is often the most efficient and effective.

"I'm a doctor. I don't dare to say anything else. I know better than you about things related to the human body."

Ling Jingxuan didn't take his compliments for granted, he just knew human beings a little better than them.

When Chu Yunhan brought people in with simple food in person, they were already chatting and laughing, Qinglan's character was very similar to Zhuo's

Han is very similar, he is a man, he is responsible, and there is no estrangement with them. After filling his stomach in a hurry, Yan Shengrui accompanied Ling Jingxuan to the medical account, and learned from Shanzi some things about the poison used by the tribes in the daytime. , they rode their father and they rushed back overnight. As for the siege, Zeng Shaoqing and Chu Yunhan commanded, and Zhao Shan and Qinglan restrained their poison, so they basically didn't need to care about them personally.

"Bump?"

"Father, Daddy, open the door quickly"

The next day, it was already three poles in the sun, Yan Shengrui and Ling Jingxuan were still sleeping on their necks, when a sudden knock on the door woke them up, the husband and the wife opened their eyes almost at the same time, and when they heard the cry of the little dumpling, both of them were helpless. In the past, when I was in Lingjia Village, the first thing the little buns did every day was to call them up. After finally the children grew up and sensible, it was their little ancestor's turn.

"I'm going to open the door. You sleep for a while. You see that your eyes are pitch black, and you're almost catching up with Yuanyuan."

When Yan Shengrui got up, he did not forget to pull the thin quilt to cover his body. It was already the end of September, and although Qiuhu was still nüè, it was still somewhat cool in the morning and evening.

"bump"

"Open the door, father and father, I'm a small dumpling"

"Hehe, let's go, or our son will demolish the house."

Ling Jingxuan laughed helplessly, smashing the door almost turned into a kick, and he couldn't take that little bastard.

Yan Shengrui was also speechless, leaned down and kissed his lips lightly before turning around to open the door for their precious son.

"Squeak!"

"Father, you are so slow, everyone's hands are hurting, what about daddy? I want to find daddy"

"Wait, your father is still sleeping, don't disturb him."

"Sleeping again? Will I sleep for a long time? No, I'm going to have a look."

"little bastard?"

With the sound of the wooden door being opened, the conversation between the father and son was clearly transmitted into the inner room, Ling Jingxuan shook his head helplessly, and just turned over and sat up, the little dumpling ran in.

"Daddy!"

Despite his fat body, Little Fatty Dun'er moved quickly and flexibly. In the blink of an eye, he climbed onto the bed with both hands and feet. Ling Jingxuan embraced him with open arms: "Morning, little dumpling."

"It's getting late. Daddy is a slacker. We've all had breakfast."

The little dumpling wrinkled his nose and eyes and refuted him solemnly, Ling Jingxuan's forehead went dark, Yan Shengrui who followed up picked up a coat and walked over to him: "We're coming back very late, you can't let us sleep longer ?"

Sitting on his head with his wife in his arms, Yan Shengrui pinched Xiao Tuanzi's nose angrily. He doesn't care, it doesn't matter if he sleeps or not. Let him toss like this?

"But people don't want Daddy to sleep for so long."

The little dumpling lowered his head and pouted his mouth with grievances. The last time Daddy slept for too long, many people kept crying. He didn't want Daddy to sleep like that again.

"Okay, I woke up if I didn't wake up, and I couldn't fall asleep either. The big deal was taking a nap for a while, or going to bed earlier at night."