The sick beauty has caught the bamboo horse

Chapter 86

Zhou Qingyan looked at the scroll carefully again, and in the corner of the painting was a small poem written by the woman on the scroll, with elegant handwriting and lingering sentences, impressively writing Zhou Qingyan's name.

The corners of the young man's eyes twitched uncontrollably, and if he couldn't be persuaded by Chu Heng, he focused his attention on him, but the memorial was sent to Chu Heng's study. Could it be that he had to wait for Chu Heng to have a look before selecting someone with both ability and political integrity? Does the woman let him choose?

Zhou Qingyan looked at the memorial again—it was a civil servant of the Gu family, probably not a direct descendant of Gu Long—otherwise he would not be able to do such a stupid thing.

If Ziyuan saw this memorial, he might not be able to get out of bed for three days and three nights.The owner of the Chu building is very talented in bed matters - Zhou Qingyan is really afraid of him.

The young man subconsciously trembled as he thought of something, and then burned the scroll to avoid future troubles.

"Also burn all the papers like this, don't let Ziyuan see it." Zhou Qingyan said, "It won't save him from finding another reason to torment me."

Xue Wenzhen couldn't help laughing, raised her hand and said, "Yes."

the other side.

Chu Heng's nose itched for no reason, and a small drop of ink fell on the letter paper when he turned his hand slightly—fortunately, it wasn't too much, and it could be changed into normal words with a slight detour, so he didn't need to rewrite another letter.

The letter was naturally written to Zhou Qingyan, and it was only now that the army was on the way:

Today, the wind is peaceful and the sky is bright and clear. The army has reached the middle section of Jingxi Road, and there is no conflict with the original army for the time being.I thought I would meet Xiaogu Yuanjun on Jingxi Road, but the journey went smoothly, and the spies did not find anything abnormal after checking the people's sentiments.

I feel something is wrong, but I can't find the source of the strangeness, so I can only continue to move forward, leaving a small group of spies and soldiers in Jingxi Road City, just in case, if something happens, the spies will report back, I hope Ayan don't worry too much , Everything is focused on the body.

After Chu Heng finished writing this sentence, the feeling of strangeness in the past few days suddenly decreased a lot.

After a while, the man pursed his thin lips slightly, and continued to write letters with his pen.

After writing the letter, Du Ruyi lifted the curtain and came in: "The landlord's dinner is ready."

Chu Heng nodded slightly, put down his pen, folded the letter carefully and put it in a fragrant envelope—a light blue envelope, with several budding peach blossoms painted on the corners, which were so delicate and vivid that they were full of fragrance everywhere. Sophisticated breath.

The letter to A Yan's family should naturally use the best letter paper.

Chu Heng left the tent, it was too late to march today.In order to stabilize the morale of the army, Chu Heng has been eating and living with the soldiers for more than half a month, and even Du Ruyi and his party have also mixed with a group of soldiers.

As a woman, Du Ruyi was just short of hooking up with a few big soldiers and calling her brothers.

When Chu Heng walked out, the noise outside stopped abruptly. It was strange to say that they also ate and lived together. The soldiers and fan ghost Yan Huahui were very familiar with each other, but there was always an inexplicable feeling towards Chu Heng. fear.

Chu Heng took the bowl from the gang leader with no expression on his face—it was meat porridge today, and it was cooked to a thick consistency, and some things Chu Heng had never seen were added in it. Looking at the colorful bowl of porridge, Inexplicably pleasing.

This is also thanks to A Yan's ingenious calculations in the past few months, harvesting grain from Liangzhe and Jingbei

He probably also knew that everyone was uncomfortable here, so he randomly found a corner to sit and eat, and the soldiers in the distance really looked relieved.

Someone quietly moved to Yan Huahui's side: "General Yan, why do you think the landlord has a straight face all day long, and looks scary."

Yan Huahui snorted and poured down half a bowl of porridge, and was about to add a second bowl. Hearing this, he turned his head and glanced at the man, and sneered: "That's because you haven't seen how the landlord treats Pavilion Master Zhou. That's the real tenderness like water." Brilliant waves..."

The man laughed immediately: "I have met Pavilion Master Zhou, he is really a fairy-like figure, I have never seen a man who can look so good-looking, and looks like a good match with the landlord."

Yan Huahui was so happy that he patted the man's head: "Did you only stare at Pavilion Master Zhou that day?"

The man flatly denied it: "How come, I just took a second look, hehe." No matter how good-looking Pavilion Master Zhou is, isn't he still a man, he still likes to imagine a soft little lady.

How could Yan Huahui fail to understand the little thought in his eyes, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.The tall man looked at the continuous mountain peaks in the distance: "When we capture the entire Yuan Country, the world will be peaceful, and we can live and work wherever we want."

Yan Huahui had a loud voice, and when he spoke, the people around him couldn't help but look into the distance.

These people have never read a book, and they are talented if they can write their own names. They just stare at the yellow land every day, planting seeds in spring and summer and harvesting in autumn. People add bricks and tiles to build palaces.

As a result, after all kinds of taxes were calculated at the end of the year, the few members of the family could not have enough to eat.

Those noble people would rather throw away the abalone and ginseng than give a bite to save a life.

That person felt that he was lucky, and his wife and children lived well.There are some people in the army who are exhausted for a whole year and can’t support their family members, who sell their sons and daughters and even send their wives out to become kiln sisters...

Chu Heng sat in the corner and finished his porridge and came over to put a bowl, but the gang leader almost offered the bowl as a family heirloom.

Even though it was quiet, everyone still thought: There are not many noble people like Master Chu who can understand their hard work and treat them as human beings.

If you want to say that the Bairen Tower gave the soldiers some unique conditions to make them work hard, then of course they didn't.Chu Heng just gave them a chance to resist and promised to bring them a new life.

It is night, the moon and stars are rare.

The army got a whole day of cultivation, and at night it marched very fast, marching all the way to the edge of Jingxi Road and Lichuan.

Lichuan is just a small city. After the fall of Jingxi, Lichuan sent more people to be on duty at the gate of the city. The fortification army has been waiting in full swing-for fear that Chu Heng's next step after annexing Jingxi is to annex Lichuan.

However, Chu Heng did not take any action, and even withdrew most of the troops back to Jiangnan East Road, leaving only a small part to garrison in the west of Beijing.

It is estimated that no one would have imagined that after a few months, Chu Heng would suddenly march towards Lichuan - defeating Lichuan would further isolate Kuizhou.

In the middle of the night, Yan Huahui lay down on the grass, squinting his eyes to look at the Lichuan City Gate not far away—several watchtowers were added to the city gate, and even now there are people patrolling.

Yan Huahui cursed: "Be careful."

"Go, tell the landlord that the right-wing army is ready and can attack the city at any time." Yan Huahui pointed to the fast-footed one.

The man ran away and disappeared, and came back sweating fifteen minutes later: "General, the landlord wants us to follow the plan."

Yan Huahui's eyes lit up, and he got up from the ground: "Pull that bastard up for me!"

That foreign gadget is the cannon that Chu Heng distributes to each army. It is not a pure foreign gadget. Many parts in it are designed by Xue Wenzhen and are easy to explode. Therefore, Yan Huahui only needs to attack the city quickly. Only then will it be used.

The pitch-black cannon was pulled up quickly, and Yan Huahui put the ammunition into the muzzle himself: "Stay away, don't accidentally hurt your own people."

Yan Huahui lit the fuse, then immediately lay down and covered his ears.

boom!

The fire exploded not far away, and many people were exclaiming.

The defenders of the city were obviously taken aback, and hurried to pull the alarm bell. Before they could touch the bell line, they were hit between the eyebrows by an arrow, and immediately fell heavily.

Yan Huahui raised the sword; "Brothers, follow me!"

"kill!"

The voice shouted the momentum of overwhelming mountains and seas, and countless people in the night wore armor and marched forward bravely.

Lichuan's city defenders also had to come out to fight. The two sides fought together, and the sound of fighting was endless.Under the billowing smoke, it seems impossible to see how cruel the front line is. Only those who are in it can truly feel it.

But once a person is red-eyed, his mind is blank. He can't see how many enemies are in front of him, and he can't hear how many winds are around him. He only has one belief: siege, siege, siege!

The general of the defending army was obviously very frightened by the desperate fighting style of the Chu army. He hid behind the soldiers and shivered, and ran back to the city quickly.

"Master Wang, they are too strong and I can't stand it anymore." The general, also surnamed Wang, is a young uncle who relies on himself as a prefect to do a idle job. If he really wants to go to the battlefield, he might not even be able to hold a knife.

Compared with the panic of the generals defending the city, Wang Taishou seemed very calm: "If you can't fight, then retreat, retreat while fighting, the things in the mansion have been packed."

General Wang was stunned for a moment, but then he was ecstatic—there is no need to fight, and he does not need to die. As for whether the city can be defended or not, it has nothing to do with him: "Okay, I will order the retreat!"

Before he could give the order to retreat, a second bomb struck from a distance, blowing up a huge damage on the city wall—the city wall shook for a while.

Prefect Wang almost lost his footing. The general defending the city subconsciously wanted to help him, but as soon as he bent over, the fragments of the bomb were rushed into the back of his head by the huge impact—the blood-red hole in the back of his head, between his eyebrows. Bleeding.

His eyes were wide open, and he fell straight on Wang Taishou's body.

The latter was so courageous that he kicked away the corpse and calmly straightened his black hat, then turned to the guard and said coldly, "If he is dead, you will be the general who defends the city, and you still don't do what I say."

The guard reacted quickly, answered "Yes" loudly, turned around and rode out of the city on a tall horse.

The second cannon was not fired by Yan Huahui. This thing has limited ammunition and each army only has a few, so it can only be used sparingly. After Yan Huahui fired the first one, he did not expect someone to send him a second cannon. The direction should be Gu Gunyun's army.

Yan Huahui laughed loudly: "Brothers, follow me and take Lichuan before daytime!"

"Yes!"

This kind of battle situation is basically one-sided, and the strength, morale and even equipment of the defending army are not as good as the Chu army.Before dawn, the city defenders announced their surrender and opened the city gates to let the Chu army enter the city.

Chu Heng went in without thinking too much. Lichuan is a small city, but the prefect's ostentation is quite grand. The entire prefect's mansion is magnificently built, even more luxurious than Zhou Qingyan's Guoshi mansion in the capital, which made people speechless.

The eunuch was waiting for them alone in the mansion - this made Chu Heng's heart skip a beat, and the inexplicable uneasiness returned.

Sure enough, as soon as he entered, the prefect showed a strange smile: "You have been tricked."

Before Chu Heng had time to react, there were successive screams outside the mansion, and the man suddenly felt something was wrong and walked out.

But the prefect rushed forward and hugged his feet, his eyes were scarlet and his expression was crazy: "This room is full of my people, you think you can still get away!"

"Come out!" the prefect yelled frantically regardless of his appearance, "Whoever can kill the owner of Bairen Tower will be the next prince!"

Almost instantly, dozens of people rushed out of the empty room, looking at Chu Heng like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

No matter how high your martial arts are, you can't beat four hands with two fists.

"kill!"

Dozens of people rushed towards Chu Heng. The latter's legs were tightly hugged by the eunuch, and he couldn't even take a step back. However, in an instant, the piercing weapons came overwhelming, and Chu Heng was almost inevitable!