Princess too Young, Prince too Old

Zhou Chi instructed the guards to hold their hands outside the door, and while cooking the tea in person, brought it to the little ones, while pouring tea for Du Heng, he asked in a deep voice, "I don't know what instructions the Emperor has?"

"The Emperor Puppet has ordered the news of the death of the emperor, but you know that such a major event cannot be blocked as such. The long-term martial law palace is too noticeable, so the funeral can only be blocked until the end of the month. "Du Heng Shen whispered, and said positively," The state funeral passed from the Beijing Division to the southern Xinjiang for at most half a month. Before that, we must ensure the end of the southern Xinjiang war. "

"Okay, I see," Zhou Chi nodded, and said in a deep voice. "So before that, our Southwest Army must defeat the Siam Army."

"That's the truth," Du Heng Ying said, sipping tea, and said, "But the emperor did not want to conceal the matter from King Hui Jun, so please ask your brother to go to the southern front line in person , Inform the king of Hui County about the death of the emperor. If the king of Hui county wants to return to Beijing to run away and mourn, he will also bother you to stay and command the battle. "

Zhou Chi was shocked, and was quite surprised: "The emperor's emperor so much love to King Hui Jun?"

Du Heng took a sip of tea and looked at Zhou Chi: "Of all the princes, the rare heart of King Hui County is the cleanest. The emperor has always treated him differently from other princes."

"Okay, I know," Zhou Chi nodded, and he got up and said, "Then I will set off immediately, and I will rush to the southern front."

"Okay, I'm rushing back to Beijing," Du Heng also lowered the tea bowl and stood up. "There are many things in the palace, and there may be some changes. I am not following the emperor, and I ca n’t rest assured, so I bid farewell to my brother. The Southern Xinjiang Jiebao came, the new emperor ascended the throne, goodbye, our brother Jingshi! "

"Farewell!" Zhou Chi was too busy with a fist.

The two did not hesitate, and they left the door of the house side by side at the moment.

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Jiasheng October 24

South Xinjiang frontline.

When Zhou Chi rushed to the front camp, it was already dark, Dali and Siam had already fought five times, and the Dali army had advanced two hundred miles forward. At this time, the camp camped for rest.

Zhou Chi has been traveling day and night these days. At this time, he is a dusty servant, his shirt is soaked with mud and water, and he is extremely embarrassed. He gave the horse to the guard, and he was going to enter the large account of Luzhi City, but he stopped again. Feet, he hesitated for a moment before the account, then turned and walked towards the river next to the big camp, he squatted down, holding a handful of water, was about to wash his face, but he froze.

Why does he wash his face?

Why don't you dare to show up in front of Lu Zhicheng just like this picture?

What is he worried about?

Why should you worry?

Lu Zhicheng is who he is.

It is inexplicable.

...

He was so hesitant that the water in his hand was leaking cleanly along the fingers, and when he returned to the water, the water had leaked trickily, he looked at his fine reflection on the ripples on the water surface, a little sloppy , More and more felt that he was inexplicable, and now he did not go to hold water anymore, immediately got up, facing the gray-faced face of this head and walked towards Lu Zhicheng's big account.

When he came to the big tent door, he took a deep breath and was about to knock the curtain, but the curtain was opened from the inside. Zhou Chi stared at the person who appeared in front of himself, and then the whole Everyone was stunned.

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