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"Peach blossoms are red and apricot blossoms are white.

Lang rode a bamboo horse around the bed. "

Zhou Yao read the sheepskin scroll carefully, and said: "This is an ordinary nursery rhyme, and I also listed some details of the goods. It should be left by the caravan in the past. It mentioned the tea from Yongkang Mansion. , It should be something from 30 to 40 years ago."

Lu Zhui was a little puzzled: "How can you see it?"

"Previously, the caravans went west, they were selling tea from Jiangnan and Shu, which was expensive. Until about forty years ago, someone discovered that the tea from Yongkang Mansion in Northwest Longzhou was not bad, the price was relatively cheap, and the journey was shortened several times. So it became popular soon.” Zhou Yao said, “In addition, there is also a mention of Bi Yao’s altars and pots. The time will not be too long.”

Lu Chai nodded, and asked, "But since it's a recent thing, why do you write in such ancient characters?"

"This is not ancient text, but shorthand." Zhou Yao laughed. "The caravans in the early years often used it, and for the sake of confidentiality, the writing of each account will be slightly changed. However, in recent years, the commercial road has opened up, and the price of goods Neither channels nor channels are secrets anymore, and no one uses this kind of text anymore. I have nothing to do, so I learned a little bit from the old man."

"It turned out to be like this." Lu chased, "I see, thank you Brother Zhou."

"You can give me a thank you." Zhou Yao waved his hand. "But where did the son get this old paper?"

"I found it in the desert." Lu Chai said, "I thought it was related to the war. I didn't expect it was just a caravan's account. It seems that I thought too much and wasted a lot of time for Brother Zhou."

"If there is nothing, then I will leave first." Zhou Yao said, "I will go on patrol at night."

After he left, Lu Zhui said to Xiao Lan: "A few years ago, 80% of the caravan accidentally broke into the desert and left this piece of paper." As for the fate of the merchants, I don't want to know it. .

"Bring this parchment back to Da Chu in the future." Xiao Lan said, "It is burned to ashes and thrown into the Yellow River, at least it can flow through the homeland all the way."

"Good heart." Lu Chai poked him in the chest.

"That's because you taught well." Xiao Lan leaned close to his relatives, "I was forced to study when I was young, and it was more severe than the Master."

Lu Chai first smiled and avoided, then leaned sideways on his shoulder, dangling.

In the Fushou Hall, the manager frowned, pulled over the quilt to cover the bed tightly, begging: "Don't sing anymore, when is this?" The peach blossoms and the apricot blossoms were so noisy that Lao Li next door wanted to move home.

The one-armed old woman took the opportunity to say: "My little beloved baby——"

"Come tomorrow, come tomorrow." The steward hurriedly said, seeing that she finally stopped making troubles, only to breathe a sigh of relief, secretly saying that all the old people in the Fushou Hall added up, but they didn't have this hard work.

As for the specific identity of the one-armed old woman, Lu Zhui later asked the four Youyouquans, but did not get an answer. Everyone said that Red Luosha did not go to Youyouquan until he was sixteen, and he never mentioned the past, let alone his parents.

"Red Rakshasa was only a sixteen-year-old girl, why are you all willing to listen to her?" Lu Zhui asked again.

"She has a good skill and a wide range of resources. She regards wealth as fate. Half of You Youquan's family is the remuneration she earns." Qiangmu explained, "and the so-called Saint Aunt is just a school of martial arts in the Central Plains. She can never care about everything, everyone just makes money together."

At the age of sixteen, he drove into the desert alone, and never mentioned the past. According to this, the relationship between the mother and daughter should not be too close. After leaving the big tent, Lu Zhui stood alone on the sand dune, and then carefully pondered over what he had just said.

Xiao Lan suddenly picked him up from behind and smiled: "What are you thinking about, stupid."

"Think of the one-armed old man." Lu Zhui said, "Qianmu just said that Red Rakshasa has never mentioned the past for so many years."

"The things I don't want to mention are mostly sad things." Xiao Lan said, "Don't think about it, let me go to the pioneer camp."

"Are things ready?" Lu asked.

"It's all here." Xiao Lan raised the baggage in his hands. In it were the topographic maps of the desert that two people had drawn overnight, as well as the methods for responding to various emergencies after the Chu Army launched an offensive. The categories were extremely detailed.

However, even though the details have been so far, after reading the complete plan, He Xiao still remained silent and did not know what he was thinking.

The loud voices from outside the account were a slogan from the training ground. The impassioned mountains and the tsunami formed a sharp contrast with the silence in the tent. Sitting on a chair, Yang Qingfeng looked leisurely and unhurriedly, like an old man who grows flowers and grass. Xiao Lan and Lu Chai stood in the room, looking at each other, and they all felt a little...I don't know what kind of emotion it was, but they felt that they had hit the cotton with a punch, making them unhappy.

"What are you doing while standing? Sit." Yang Qingfeng said, sending Xiao Lan, "Go, bring a chair by yourself."

"General?" Lu Chai probed.

"What are you urging? How many times I told Lan'er that the march was in a hurry, why did you even commit this problem?" Yang Qingfeng waved his hand and said slowly, "Come, sit with the master and wait, and wait for the general to take his time. Think, slowly figure it out, then speak slowly, not in a hurry."

Xiao Lan was taken aback in his heart, with a hint of uncertainty, and then glanced at Yang Qingfeng-even though he was smiling and kind-eyed when he said this, his attitude was kind and he seemed to defend He Xiao everywhere, but for some reason, his tone of voice was in his ears. However, it is a bit harsh for no reason, and even a bit...serious.

Lu Zhui also noticed some clues, and then looked at He Xiao, but he was still staring at the map, as if he hadn't heard the conversation between the three at all.

"You're hungry, just go eat if you don't want to wait." Yang Qingfeng said again, "Today you two boys are lucky, the cook is cooking mutton soup."

"It's okay." Lu Zhui grabbed Xiao Lan's wrist, "Then let's go and eat a meal first."

Yang Qingfeng waved his hand cheerfully and continued to drink tea unhurriedly.

The two left the big account and walked a long way before Lu Zhui said, "What's the matter, quarrel?"

"I don't know." Xiao Lan said puzzled. "It shouldn't be reasonable. General He respects Master very much on weekdays. Moreover, this is a turbulent situation. Even if ordinary people have disputes, the army commander is not so irrelevant."

"Why is that?" Lu Zhui thought for a while, and then said, "Slowly think about it slowly, everything is slowly stunned. If the master said that, is it intentional to congratulate General?"

After his reminder, Xiao Lan also reacted. The Northwest Army stayed here for nearly two years without advancing or retreating, and even he was a little bit aggrieved, let alone the master-if he was replaced by him, I am afraid that he had already led the army into the deepest part of the basin.

"Even though the master was sent to the northwest by the emperor himself, there is no official position after all," Lu Zhui said. "Even if he has more thoughts, it is useless for General He not to nod in the end."

"Then, do you think Master can move him this time?" Xiao Lan asked.

"Prudence has the advantage of being cautious." Lu Zhui did not answer his question directly, but said, "At least he won't lose."

If you don’t lose, there will be no big mistakes, and no big risks. Except for the army’s pay and money, the people will hurt the people and the people’s wealth, the people at the border will be a little bit poorer, and there will be no more serious consequences. After so many years, until the Xilan Kingdom can’t stand it and withdraw troops first, the border will return to short-term stability. The people will continue to live with fear and fear in the robbery of the Hu bandits. Day after day, until the northwest tribe regroups, then The situation will return to this moment.

Although the essence of history is one cycle after another, some cycles are vigorous, while others are frustrated. Lu Zhui felt that at this time, he could quite understand the emperor’s feelings-every year a large amount of military expenditure was allocated, but the situation in the northwest did not change. The general did not seek merit but no demerits, and he did not want to Taking the initiative to attack, a small Xilan Kingdom can contain the tens of thousands of troops in Da Chu. I think about this a few times, I am afraid that the hair will have a few more white hairs.

"Are you eating?" Xiao Lan asked.

"Not in the mood." Lu Chai said, "I don't want to eat."

Xiao Lan smiled and asked, "Then if Master still doesn't say anything this time, what are you going to do, stop eating or drinking?"

Lu Chai sat cross-legged on the ground, supporting his head with one hand: "What can I do, at most I will urge you to go back to Wangcheng to get a martial arts champion, and when you have an official and a half position in the future, you will return to this northwestern war." Otherwise, even if there is a ten-percent chance of winning, it would be inappropriate to intervene in military affairs if the two stalkers become quacks.

"For her husband's career is not going well," Xiao Lan smiled and touched his head, "I'm really wronged."

Lu Chai pouted his lips: "Yeah."

Even if you can't get the payment, you still don't know what to do in case of trouble, and it's really a disadvantage to fight with you.

Xiao Lan stretched out his hand to let him lean over, and his head was pressed together. When he first came to the northwest, he was still immature, and he did learn a lot from General He, including his love of soldiers and caution, but at this moment two years later, he was really passionate and wanted to go to the depths of the desert. Fighting drenchedly-it's not about being competitive, it's not about being profitable, but just not wanting to waste this wonderful opportunity given by God.

The time and place are right and the people are in harmony. It would be a pity if it was wasted.

Lu Chai held his hand, pressing the joints one by one, and finally sighed: "No, let's eat first."

"Master is here." Xiao Lan said.

When Lu Zhui raised his head, he saw Yang Qingfeng walking towards this side, so he hurriedly stood up: "How?"

Yang Qingfeng said: "Guess."

Lu Zhui was frustrated: "It seems to be the same."

"General He has other things to do, let's talk about it at night." Yang Qingfeng patted him on the shoulder, "Go, Master will take you to dinner first."

"Senior, just think of a way," Lu Zhui said, "If you continue to consume it like this, the Nanhai side will be over, and 80% of us are still eating lamb here."

"At that time, the emperor is bound to move towards the northwest, maybe he will be able to go to war." Yang Qingfeng stroked half of his eyebrows and strode forward, "Walk, eat."

"You really want to wait?" Lu Chai grabbed his collar and dragged him back. "Who knows how long it will take to fight in the South China Sea, in case of 15 years, 8 years and 10 years?"

Yang Qingfeng was happy: "Why, rushing home to marry Lan'er?"

Lu Zhui said: "Yes."

Yang Qingfeng: "..."

You are quite refreshing.

"What to eat, you are not allowed to eat." Lu chased him and sat on the ground. "The emperor sent seniors to change the situation in the northwest. Even if General He is warm and difficult, seniors will do it this time. Have to figure out a way."

Yang Qingfeng tugged his sleeve twice, but couldn't pull it back, so he asked for help and looked at Xiao Lan.

Grand Master Xiao stood behind his wife, holding his arms, turning a blind eye.

No matter, I can't control, dare not control.

Fear within.

Yang Qingfeng couldn't laugh or cry: "You two little rascals, you plan to starve to death my old man."

Lu Chai looked at him with his hands on his head, eh.

Yang Qingfeng hooked his fingers.

Xiao Lan hesitated and knelt down: "Master really has a way?"

You are quite clever this time. Yang Qingfeng coughed twice: "Forcing Xilan Kingdom to send troops first."

"Unless Yelvxing's head gets water, he will bring his cavalry into Yumen Pass." Lu Chai frowned, "What he wants to do most now is to lure Chu Jun into the depths of the desert, where is his territory."

Yang Qingfeng was happy and said: "Let me ask you, if General He hears the news that Yelvxing is going to send troops, how will he treat this matter? Does he feel like you have water in his head?"

Lu Chai shook his head: "If there is no one-tenth certainty, Yelvxing will not take the initiative to attack. If he moves first, there must be an absolute chance of winning."

Yang Qingfeng smiled and said, "What then?"

"I understand." Lu Chai clapped his hands.

Xiao Lan also said: "Whether Yelvxing really intends to send troops is not important, as long as General He feels that he is going to send troops, it is enough for us." Marching battles, the most feared is to miss the first opportunity and miss the enemy. When full of unknown dangers and ready to move, Chu Jun can only take the initiative to attack, is the safest choice-General He likes the most, safe.

"Now can I go to dinner as a teacher?" Yang Qingfeng said, "A little later, the soup is gone."

Lu Zhui stood up: "I will pick the meat and peel the garlic for Master."

"Cicking meat and peeling garlic, this is filial." Yang Qingfeng held his hand and arched him with his arm. "But you have to think about the next idea. Don't pester me, an old man."

"Success." Lu Chai said readily, "Senior, just eat lamb at ease. I'll take care of the next thing."

Although the package ticket is played quickly, it is not easy to come up with a perfect solution. After all, even if He Xiao is warm again, he is also the commander of the Northwest Army. If he sees a lot of the world, he can easily bluff him, and people who are cautious often There is another problem, that is, being suspicious, and thinking about it in this way makes things more difficult. Until before going to bed, Lu Zhui was still sitting by the brazier, staring at the red charcoal in a daze.

Xiao Lan put a warm towel on his face: "Go wash."

Lu Zhui replied, "I don't want to move."

Grand Young Master Xiao sighed and agreed to wipe his hands and face for him, and then handed over green salt and warm water. Finally, he took the person to the bed and took off his shoes and socks, and then carefully wiped his feet.

Lu Chai said, "Good people are good people."

Xiao Lan lay beside him.

Lu Chai consciously rode on his stomach.

Xiao Lan: "..."

"Tell me," Lu Zhui said, "How can I make Yelvxing do something?" Even if only a small group of people were sent to harass the border, at least he could give himself an excuse and an opportunity to exaggerate the facts.

Xiao Lan held his waist with both hands to prevent anyone from falling.

Lu Zhui continued: "Otherwise, someone can grab me."

Xiao Lan frowned: "No!"

Lu Zhui said, "Be careful."

Xiao Lan pulled over the quilt and bound him tightly.

Lu Zhui was trapped in an airtight darkness, filled with melancholy, he just said casually, he didn't need to wrap himself head to toe right away. The ancient Jinwu Zangjiao still has at least one golden house. You save money, as long as you can hide it with a bed of broken cotton.

Xiao Lan put the person back beside him and ordered: "Close your eyes."

Closing his eyes, he couldn't breathe. Lu Chai pulled his hands for a long time before sticking out his head: "Huh..."

Xiao Lan smiled "pouch" and leaned sideways to look at him.

Lu Zhui said, "I thought of another way."

"Think about it." Xiao Lan bent his finger and flicked his forehead. "If you have another bad idea like the one just now, you're afraid you won't be able to get up in the morning."

is it.

Lu Gongzi sat up calmly holding the quilt.

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