Dandere General and his Lord

Chapter 94

Li Zhong was stabbed in the downtown area. Hearing that the executioner's skills were in place, it made him cry for three days before he died.

Traitors are most hated by soldiers. Li Zhong's betrayal killed the army commander.

The execution ground was surrounded by soldiers, and people applauded and threw filth at him, taking pleasure in his pain.

I don't know if this traitor had any real remorse in his heart during these three long days when he remembered the young general who often called him Uncle Li with a smile.

No matter what the scum had in mind, Cheng Qianye no longer cared.

She was in the study looking at Zhou Zixi's scolding for thieves.

In this article, there are ten crimes such as the invasion of the Central Plains, killing the emperor, trampling rivers and mountains, and mutilating the common people.

The words are sharp, but easy to understand. The sound and light shone, the mountains trembled, and the guilt of the dog and the army was all over the world, and all the heroes rose up to discuss it.

Cheng Qianye gave a high five and praised: "Well written! Give me this jade seal and tell the world. This time our army swears to fight head-on against Quan Rong."

In Zhou Zixi's heart, he has the deepest hatred for Quan Rong. His country's ruin and his family's ups and downs are all thanks to Quan Rong.

But at this moment, what he thinks in his heart is not only his own hatred, but also a faint worry about the decision made by the lord.

He had a personal experience of the fighting strength of the Quan Rong army.

His homeland of Wei, in front of Quan Rong's iron cavalry, was like a paper lantern, vulnerable to a single blow.

That kind of painful experience left a deep shadow in his heart. He didn't want to go through that pain again.

Under a series of new policy reforms implemented by the lord, the state of Jin has flourished at a speed visible to the naked eye, but after all, the time is too short, and the country is still too young. At this time, will it be a bit hasty to start a full-scale war against the Quanrong?

The lord has already made a decision, and Zhou Zixi, as a courtier at this time, can only support it firmly and fully.

In the past few days, his mind has been struggling with fate, in order to plan more carefully and more securely for the master.

"My lord," Zhou Zixi said, "although we sent a letter to ask the thieves, this minister is worried that there will be few or no responders."

"Oh? Why did Zixi think this way?" Cheng Qianye raised her eyebrows. She remembered that when Li Wenguang called on the princes of the world to attack the Quanrong together, although people's hearts were different, there were many people who responded. Even Cheng Qianyu brought 10,000 troops to join in the fun. "

Zhou Zixi pushed the wheelchair closer to the table and spread a map on the table.

"In the past, Quan Rong captured the capital and destroyed Wei, Han and other countries, and the Central Plains was in chaos. The princes had their own thoughts, all thinking of grabbing territory and establishing their prestige in this turbulent water."

Zhou Zixi pointed at the location of Jin on the map,

"Now, Jiangcheng, Zhengzhou, and Bianjing, where my Dajin is located, is close to the Quanrong with a crescent moon. If the Quanrong is defeated, the biggest profit must be our country, and those short-sighted people will not be willing to do this kind of thing. Others do wedding dresses. At least, the countries that are isolated in the northeast by our Jin Dynasty will not do anything."

"Indeed." Cheng Qianye rubbed his chin, "So, the Weibei Marquis of Ludi, Lu Song of Jinyang probably won't come, and you have to beware of them making trouble behind your back."

"Do you have any countermeasures? Zixi?" Cheng Qianye asked.

She knew that when Zhou Zixi asked a question, he would type several drafts of solutions in his mind for her reference at any time.

"We can ignore Lu Song and Hua Yuzhi in the north. However, these people in the south. We must form an alliance with them, and we must not let our army fight alone."

Zhou Zixi's slender fingers clicked on three places on the map,

"Han Quanlin, Li Wenguang, and the Marquis of Chu An of Chu. They are located in the southern area of ​​Quanrong. The lord can send envoys to form an alliance. We will go from east to west, and they will send troops from south to north at the same time to attack together. Dog Rong."

"Forget about Han Quanlin, this person is just a shit stick and it's hard to do anything. The remaining two..." Cheng Qianye pondered for a moment, nodded, and agreed with Zhou Zixi's idea.

But who is this envoy going to send? Cheng Qianye was lost in thought.

Zhou Zixi looked up at her,

Cheng Qianye suddenly understood what he meant,

"You, are you going to be an envoy to these two countries?"

Cheng Qianye's gaze couldn't help but swept around Zhou Zixi's leg in a wheelchair.

Zhou Zixi bowed: "My lord, when I was a minister in Wei, I had an old relationship with King An of Chu, and I also had a relationship with Li Wenguang of Liangzhou. These two people are always ambitious, and the minister is sure to persuade them."

"Zixi, I don't think you are inappropriate." Cheng Qianye explained, "I think it's too hard for you."

Zhou Zixi's eyes were firm: "I don't have to work hard, I just hope that I can do more for the master."

Cheng Qianye thought for a moment, she was a little worried, but she didn't want to hurt Zhou Zixi's self-esteem because of her concerns, and finally nodded in agreement.

"Then it's hard work for you this time." Cheng Qianye thanked sincerely, "Bring more attendants, be sure to take your own safety as the top priority. Before leaving, let me have a look at all the attendants."

Zhou Zixi bowed and retired.

The personal attendant pushed his wheelchair and walked on the road paved with bluestone.

Zhou Zixi put his hands on his knees and gently rubbed his unconscious legs.

Although in this matter, he feels that he is the most suitable candidate at the moment, and he also really wants to do his best for the master, but in fact he is not sure that he will get

to the Lord's consent.

Would the lord feel that it would hurt the country's body to send a disabled person like him to another country?

In fact, if it weren't for the urgency of the matter, there would be no more suitable person at the moment. Even he himself felt that it was very dishonorable to act as an envoy with such a ruined body.

However, the lord agreed without even thinking about it.

The only concern is whether the people who travel with him are properly arranged.

The wooden wheels made a screeching sound on the bluestone floor.

This regular sound accompanies Zhou Zixi every day, taking him to various places instead of his legs.

This is the wheelchair designed by the master for him.

The lord not only gave him the ability to "walk" again, but even gave him the dignity of "walking".

This is my new home, new country. Zhou Zixi said to himself.

I can't experience the pain of losing my country again.

Three poles on the moon,

Cheng Qianye pinched his sore shoulders, withdrew from the attendant, and prepared to go to bed.

The door was knocked gently, and a familiar voice rang low outside the door.

"Qiaosheng?" Cheng Qianye felt a little surprised. Although Qiaosheng had always lived next to her, unless he went to find him, he rarely took the initiative to find him at night.

"Come in." Cheng Qianye said.

The door was pushed open, and Mo Qiaosheng's black figure entered the house along the moonlight and came to Cheng Qianye.

"Why did you come here?" Cheng Qianye stretched out his hand, took Mo Qiaosheng's palm, and asked him to sit beside him.

"I, let's take a look at the lord." Mo Qiaosheng was a little embarrassed.

He was worried about himself. Since he cried once because of Helanzhen's death that day, Qiaosheng has been worried about all kinds of things.

Cheng Qianye rubbed the palms of Mo Qiaosheng's hands. Those hands were very rough, with many thick calluses, and they felt a little prickly to the touch.

"I've already sent out a message to crusade against Quan Rong, and soon, you will be going on an expedition again." Cheng Qianye was reluctant, "This time, General Yu will stay in Zhengzhou, and you will lead the army alone, so you must take care of yourself. ."

"Don't worry, my lord, I will definitely step down on the Quanrong, take Haojing, and use the blood of the Quanrong people to sacrifice to the heroic spirit of General Helan." Mo Qiaosheng thought of Helanzhen, and there was a fierce look in his eyes.

But he soon regretted it.

He saw the master's bright eyes dimmed.

He really can't speak. He wanted to comfort the lord, but he didn't want to provoke the lord's sorrow instead.

The lord sat in front of him, wearing a plain white blouse, because he remembered the sad thing, he lowered his neck slightly, his long eyelashes drooped, and occasionally shook slightly.

A few strands of broken hair fell on his smooth forehead.

Do something quickly.

Mo Qiaosheng thought to himself.

Between ghosts and gods, he leaned over and placed a kiss on the jade-white forehead in the moonlight.

Cheng Qianye stroked his forehead and raised his head in surprise.

Mo Qiaosheng's face blushed, he didn't know how he made such a move.

"I, when I was young, my mother would kiss us on the forehead every night when I came home." He began to stammer to explain, "No matter how hungry or sad I was at that time, as long as my mother kissed like this , I, I feel better."