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Chapter 365: Can I Still Eat?
Liu Mingzhi was stunned and immediately understood who the person Zhang Kuang was talking about was the person he saw fetching water in the camp.
"Is he really a Turk?"
Seeing Zhang Kuang's resonant tone, Liu Mingzhi was also a little shocked.
"You don't know?"
Seeing Young Master Liu's arrogant reaction, he was a little confused. Ordinarily, since Liu Mingzhi was the first person to notice something strange about Zheng Qing, why would he look confused.
"Xiaguan only occasionally knew that in order to prevent being attacked by wild beasts from behind, the Turks would lean their backs against the river when fetching or drinking water. Previously, I thought it was just that person's personal habit, and I did not expect that this person was Real Turks."
Liu Mingzhi did not hide anything and truthfully expressed his opinions.
He nodded arrogantly and clearly: "It's hard to make a conclusion now about whether it is yes or no. We will know the result after the trial. We just have nothing to do, so let's go and see how it goes."
"You might as well take a look."
"Come here with me."
Zhang Kuang led the way, and Young Master Liu shrugged his shoulders and had no choice but to follow.
The prison of Longwuwei's camp was in a building about 100 feet away from Zhang Kuang's camp, so he naturally had to pass by Zhang Kuang's camp.
Zhang Kuang, who was originally hurried forward, suddenly stopped when he passed by the camp and held his breath.
Suddenly he opened his eyes wildly and revealed a flash of light: "Old thief, you are ashamed of being a prince and an elder, so put down my weapons."
Liu Mingzhi didn't know why Zhang Kuang suddenly stopped and was startled by Zhang Kuang's sudden roar.
Wu Guogong Wan Buhai was hunched over, holding the Mo Dao given to Zhang Kuang by Young Master Liu and walking out. After about two or three steps, he was out of Zhang Kuang's tent.
After shouting arrogantly, he immediately made a leap, landed steadily in front of the tent door, and opened the curtain.
Wu Guogong Wan Buhai happened to lean out and looked at Zhang Kuang in front of the door with a stunned look on his face: "You little madman, you're done."
Zhang Kuang rolled his eyes at Wu Guogong Wan Buhai, his eyes fixed on the Mo Dao Wan Buhai held in his hand: "Old General, you said that you have reached the age of retiring and there is no need to go into battle to kill the enemy. Are you embarrassed to steal this junior's weapon?"
Wan Buhai's face turned red: "Little madman, who stole your weapon? I'm just curious about what this thing like a broken oar is. It's dark in the camp and I just want to take it out to have a look. Who stole it?" Now, a dog can't spit out ivory from its mouth, so be careful I will sue you to the emperor for criticizing the superior officer."
"Really? Didn't you really become jealous after seeing the contents of the manuscript that this junior placed on the desk?"
"You fucking fart, I am the mighty Lord Wu. I have never seen any kind of treasure. How can I be greedy for your broken soldiers..."
Wan Buhai was startled, and immediately realized that he had let something slip. He could only look at the sky outside in embarrassment: "The sky is nice, suitable for walking."
Zhang Kuang had a black streak on his head and looked up at the snowflakes falling more and more from the sky. Is the weather good?
Knowing that Wan Buhai was also happy to see him, he had an arrogant temper and helplessly shook his head and reached out to pick up the Mo Dao in Wan Buhai's hand: "General, leave it to this junior."
"Young man, can you lend it to me for fun? I'll return it to you right away."
Wan Buhai looked miserable, looking at Zhang Kuang longingly.
Wan Buhai's appearance also shows that Wan Buhai and Zhang Kuang have a good personal relationship, otherwise it would be difficult for a prince to ask for a weapon from the Marquis even if Zhang Kuang is reluctant.
Zhang Kuang stared deeply at Wan Buhai, and saw a pair of patrolling guards coming over: "Looking at Duke Wu, you can do whatever he wants as long as he doesn't leave the camp."
A group of guards glanced at Wan Buhai in slight embarrassment and straightened up immediately: "I have the order."
Although Wan Buhai is the Duke of the country, he is basically idle at home and seldom interferes with military affairs. As the saying goes, the county magistrate is not as good as the current one, and the general is the current head of Long Wuwei.
If Wan Buhai is offended, Zhang Kuang can take cover. If Zhang Kuang is offended, whoever dares to take cover will have to be drilled to the point of losing their skin.
What's more, everyone in Longwuwei knows about the relationship between Zhang Kuang and Wan Buhai. They know that this is just a joke between big shots and does not threaten the safety of the soldiers.
Wan Buhai gritted his teeth and looked at Zhang Kuang: "Young maniac, you can do it, you can do it, but you don't believe me so much."
"I can't believe the general's ability to command troops, but I can't believe his character. I finally got a handy weapon. If you take it away, I'll have no use for it. I'm also forced to As a last resort, senior, please take your time, it’s okay if you don’t go back home today, you can stay in the camp wherever you like.”
"Boy Liu, let's go!"
Young Master Liu looked at Wan Buhai who was jumping around holding Mo Dao strangely and followed Zhang Kuang.
"General, are you sure Duke Wu will not get angry?"
Zhang Kuang sighed melancholy: "Lian Po is old, can he still make a living? Not many people admire me in terms of his ability to organize troops. Wu Guogong is one of them, but the old general was killed by the Turks many years ago during a melee with the Turkic Jin Kingdom. The arrow dipped in gold hit his leg. It would be okay to move the weapon occasionally, but it would hurt his bones if he moved it for a long time. With the temperament of the old general who was obsessed with martial arts, if he got the Mo Dao, he would definitely play endlessly. Otherwise, I would not be stingy with a weapon."
Young Master Liu looked back at Wan Buhai who was wielding the Mo Dao in the ice and snow. An old general who went to battle to kill the enemy could no longer go to the battlefield. He was afraid that he would never be able to rest at ease in this life.
"Gong Wu Guo should be able to understand your painstaking efforts. It's just a pity that the Duke is so ambitious and heroic."
"The general only wishes to die before the battle. Lian Po is old, can he still make a living? We juniors are dead, and the old general will put on his armor again and go into battle even if he knows he is dead. This is the bloody nature of a soldier! He has been cultivating his body over the years. , I searched for a good doctor all the time, hoping that one day I could go out to Northern Xinjiang again. He said that I would never go out to Northern Xinjiang again in this life, and I would die with my eyes in peace."
"Junior admires me."
"Boy, just wait. I always believe that hard work will pay off, and one day it will fly over the north again."
"It's just what you want."
"You are not Zheng Qing. Where is the real Zheng Qing? Which Turkic tribe are you from? Telling it obediently can save you from death. Otherwise, you have been staying in the Longwuwei camp for so long, and you know that we s method."
The arrogant personal guard Zhang Feng held a riding whip in his hand and looked fiercely at Zheng Qing who was tied to the pillar.
"General, I am really Zheng Qing. How can you resort to lynching without any evidence? I want to see the general. I want to sue you for ignoring the laws and regulations of the army and killing people."
"This general is here."
After hearing Zheng Qing's conversation with Zhang Feng, Zhang Kuang opened the door and walked in without hesitation.
"Meet the general, Master Liu."
Zhang Feng and eight of his guards knelt down on one knee and performed the military salute.
"Everyone, get up."
Young Master Liu didn't expect that he would be among those being greeted, so he smiled and nodded to several of his guards.
"General, the young one is wronged Zheng Qing. General Mingjian, the young one is from Fuzhou. How could he be a spy of the Turks?"
