Zhui Xu

The fire burned in the small stove, and when the water rolled up, the faint tea fragrance also floated out with the heat. Perhaps it is because the girl who cooks tea is not a good person. Tea is actually cooked directly in the pot, and there is not much to pay attention to.

It’s been a long time since the two have been together for a long time. Equality and inequality in identity have long been less of a simple matter. When Liu Watermelon was cooking tea there, Ning Yi continued to write down those things, and occasionally the girl would look back at him. After cooking, she poured the tea into the cup and handed it to Ning Yi. Ning Yi put it aside and let it steam.

"I still insisted that after this journey, no matter how the situation develops, I can no longer go to Qingxi." After the watermelon sat back in the chair, Ning Yi opened his mouth a little, and the girl turned around and saw Ning Yizheng The brush was placed in the ring and inked, not looking at him.

"Yeah." Watermelon looked at him.

"A group of people are dragging their families, and there are too many people to take care of. There are only 800 people on our side, and there is no cost to lose another time. I have no friendship with your uncle, these questions can be straightforward. One point, mainly people can see that the past has no meaning. These words they dare not say, I can tell you." He said, while bowing his head and continuing to write.

Watermelon looked up and looked at the top of the tent: "How come you don't say a few days ago?"

"Just broken the city, you are thinking about it, you think about it, I can tell you."

"... Chen Fan, they are going to go back."

"To save people and persuade. If everyone wants to stay in Qingxi, it will only be a result. I have also said this with Chen Fan in the past few days. Even if I go back to Qingxi, I have to leave. It is only a few If you say something about yourself, you will have someone who wants their life... Like the Seven Seven Buddhas, even Lu will be such a person, you may not be able to see the situation clearly, but your uncles, I am afraid they will not see..."

The watermelon is silent for a long while: "There are many soldiers in Qingxi. It may not be unbearable to drag on."

"The first stage can certainly be held." Ning Yi said while writing, "Hangzhou has broken, there is no time for Tong Tong, anyway, you have no more opportunities. For more than half a month, he will go to the class north. Next Qingxi’s is an ordinary officer who came from all directions. The time may be dragged longer, but the result will not change. At the beginning, you were greeted by their greed and fear, and they won the bang, but they only have the ability to suffocate. The victim’s thing, once it was beaten at the highest point, has not been sung since. Many people here have family and children. Don’t throw this last 800 people into it.”

He said, picked up the teacup and blew it, took a sip and put it down. The watermelon looked for a while: "Do you know what happens to your words in the ears of others?"

"They just don't want to face the reality. Some people dare not say it, but they can still see it." Ning Yi looked up at her and smiled, then shook her head and continued to do things. "According to the previous Said. Three places you pick yourself. 趁 Now everyone’s thoughts are placed on Fangla. It’s true that you are far away. The life of Miaojiang and Xiangxi is also good. Everyone is close to you. Let's talk about other things in the advanced mountains."

The brush in his hand paused: "Once... everyone calms down, everyone who participated in the Yongle Uprising will be liquidated. Now the place where this piece has been affected will be gradually cleaned up. We will definitely be on the list. It's famous. So hiding is a must. In the mountains, I don't know how you used to go before, but some hygienic conditions, you need to pay attention, try to drink hot water, do not eat cold food, there are many things It has something to do with the initial planning of the stockade. I have been thinking about it all recently, and I have written it down. There are mainly secondary views. Afterwards..." Ning Yi clicked on the book he was writing. "You can study together."

"You..." Listening to this, the watermelon vaguely felt something wrong and frowned. Ning Yi has also extended his hand over there: "Wait, wait, etc., I think of a lot of things, don't interrupt, don't forget to forget."

In the tent, the watermelon has stood up, Ning Yi took a sip of tea and kept writing down. The words in his mouth are not too slow, there is not a big center, but the main axis is still about how to change the system of the tyrants, how to annex and accommodate more trustees. In fact, this is a variant of the company culture of the later generations. The core of the tyrants is ultimately a small group that is supported by benevolence. It is relatively exclusive. If it is to be expanded, the atmosphere like home and brother will be diluted. What Ning Yi said is mainly to open a lot of ports in the lower layer, how to restrict, evaluate and even determine the performance. Once the rules are fixed, Liu Jiang is not as tired as before.

In the past, the two also talked about these things from time to time, and the people changed to the legal system. Ning Yi has been doing it for half a year. But he is not in a hurry, even at the core of the battalion battalion, he did not go to change, a stockade that can maintain this level with humanity is actually better than the simple rule of law. Some of the seemingly useless regulatory stripes that he suggested, at this time, only look at Liu watermelon inside, or even sent out, all in order to use it one day if the tyrants want to expand.

It’s just that the two of them said these things, and they are coming and going. You say a word, and sometimes you make a joke. But today, the girl found that she did not have the room to intervene. Ning Yi just said idlely and leapingly. There are some ideas. What is the ultimate purpose? What he did not say in the past, this time will also be mentioned.

Finally, in such an atmosphere, the watermelon went over, looked at him, gently lifted his hand, and finally, pressed on the paper he was writing: "You...say these..."

She did not organize the words, because Ning Yi raised her head and smiled at her eyes. After a moment of silence, he thought about it, finally put down the brush, patted the girl's back and stood up: "In fact, it should be written. It’s almost finished.” Pick up the teacup, take a sip, and wrap it around the table.

"You...you..." Watermelon squinted and stared at him for a long time, until the eyelids were almost wet. I finally breathed a sigh of relief. "Oh. You know, you know... I am coming over to ask you something tonight." She exhaled. Exit two steps: "You are the spy of the court!?"

This sentence is said, the girl’s eyes are crystal clear, and she is already very strong. Ning Yi glanced at her and smiled a little more complicatedly and walked toward the tent door. The girl slammed and swept out the platform and writing brush on the table: "Are you going? It is the man who is here to make it clear!"

"I can't go anyway. Come out."

Ning Yi opened the tent and went out. For a moment, the watermelon almost came out. A camp of more than 5,000 people. A little bit of fire spread along the valley ahead, and now it is Ching Ming Festival, and some people are still paying homage to their dead family. Ning Yi looked at all of this, not far from the darkness, the outline of Fang Shuchang's figure faintly revealed, and the rest of the people were hidden in the darkness. Watermelon took a few steps. In front of everyone, she still has a strong support: "You can say it. Ning Liheng!"

Ning Yi took the tea cup and looked down at the tea inside, and did not speak.

"You have been here for so long! I can succumb to you in the battalion camp!?"

"My Liu Wei has never been a crush on you!?"

"The ones you said before. They are all fake!?"

The girl was afraid of being hurt by his attitude. These words were cold, but Ning Yi looked at the situation in the camp and did not answer. When he spoke, he said something else: "Five thousand people, wash After cleaning, it is a foundation. If you want to protect yourself, it is the first way. Maybe you can really do something in the future. What you want to do, maybe one day will succeed. But then, it’s your hardest time..."

In such a discourse, he drank a cup of tea. In the darkness, the girl is not far behind, Liu Tiannan has already come out with a long box of tyrants. The figure of Qian Luoning, the voice of Zheng Qiming also began to appear. Ning Yi looked around and smiled: "I still There are a few words, don't be so anxious."

Everyone frowned and looked different. The book on the other side often said: "I believe that you have a hard time. If you have a way to prove your innocence or you have to do so, you can say it."

Ning Yi just raised a toast and gave him a meal: "The 1,200 people who followed us are not the children's banned army, but they are the elites of Kang Fangting's military camp. After half an hour, they will From the southeast, a surprise attack is made. Uncle Nan is best prepared first. I don’t know much about fighting, but there is a suggestion. Mr. Du and the team of one hundred and fifty people with a seven-life rate can travel to the army camp. Although each of them has carry-on food with them, there is also a small team on the back of the barracks that specializes in grain and grass. More than 100 people are harassed by rockets. They will think that you are fighting the idea of ​​grain, and the army will return to contraction. Bringing 500 people to the front of the sneak attack on the net wind gang in two miles, they will not follow up later."

He talked about this, everyone was one of them, even Liu watermelon was a bit suspicious, and then only partial head, some difficult to say: "Nan Shu, to confirm ..." Liu Tiannan nodded, everyone thought Ning When Yi had a hard time, he had already opened his mouth again.

"Everyone has to do something different. I have been here for so long. Some things, you don't know. My relationship with the court is not big, but there is a man named Qin Yuyuan who recently became a right-hand man. At the beginning of Jiangning, I followed him. After a few games, there are some things that must be done now. After leaving here, I will go to Beijing and do my part." He smiled and arched his hand. "The **** hand is slaughtered by Li Ning, although the road is different. But fortunately everyone..."

"You are gone..."

"...there is gunpowder next to you."

Two rockets shot from a distance!

Ning Yi’s record of using gunpowder in Taiping Lane was known to everyone in the Battalion. At the beginning, when he was at the Barracks Camp, everyone was naturally wary and would not allow him to touch too many such things, but later, he gradually gained trust and naturally let go. Ning Yi made some preparations when he left the city. In the end, there is no gunpowder. Everyone is not clear, but this piece is relatively empty. There are still a few cars with the other sungs. The rockets are nailed on two wooden barrels. Waiting for people to avoid it.

Ning Yi only got out of the tent, naturally and Liu watermelon has been opened a few meters away, Liu watermelon feels that he can not run, but also restless, naturally not too care. One of the barrels is next to the tent. If she wants to chase Ning Yi, she is close to the gunpowder barrel. Ning Yi has been retreating, but when she looks at the past, the girl’s gaze still makes him stunned.

From the first three questions, after Ning Yi’s almost default opening outside the camp, she seems to have lost some kind of power, and the sentence that Liu Tiannan went to check is extremely difficult to say. The words of the following, perhaps all the words spoken by Ning Yi, are a kind of meaning in the hearts of others, but in her heart, they do not know what it is like. At this time, when Ning Yi looked over, it was difficult to describe how the opposite girl felt. She stood thin and strong and stood there, slightly tilting her head, delicate facial features, pale, and a kind of image that would soon become transparent. The strange and crystal-like feeling, perhaps the reflection of the Milky Way in the wet eyes of the sky, for a time, as if there is a beauty that is enough to make people feel unforgettable.

Ning Yi saw the thin and pale lips moving slightly~www.wuxiaspot.com~ She was talking, like talking to herself, but at that moment, Ning Yi heard the sentence, like Drops of water drip on the still water.

"...I won't let you go."

Ning Yi raised the gun for the first time! The girl leaned down, the slender legs exploding like a force, the ripples on the grass, the innumerable drops of water, and the traces in the air...

"what--"

The eyes seemed to be staring at his soul, approaching, and Ning Yi sighed in his heart and tried to remove the gun.

"boom--"

Gunshots, fire, the air that was pushed open, the streamer that shot the guns... the blade raging out -

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Yesterday, a friend said that I have sent seven thousand and nine hundred words. As a result, this chapter is another three thousand eight hundred words. I don’t intend to fill in any messy content. The third episode has the last chapter, double the penultimate. Day, ask for a monthly ticket ^_^ (to be continued)