Kuang Ren and Fan Seng were whispering something next to Wuzhong. Wuzhong had woken up, but he was too injured to turn over. They had to wait for him to urinate and urinate. From time to time, they would ask Chang Yu to give him some blood to drink. .
Chang Yu always scolded him because of this, and when the scolding got louder, Wu Zhong also scolded him as ungrateful: "I'm trying to protect you from your injuries, why don't you drink some of your blood..." Kuang Ren would have slapped him in the face long ago. , but at this time I can only be angry and funny, always complaining that Chang Yu is too indulgent to his subordinates, this is too unruly!
Fan Seng was always unbalanced at this time. He asked Kuang Ren why Wuzhong could scold the governor, and the governor was not angry. If he scolded him, he would be beaten or beheaded. This is unfair, this is a double standard. .
Kuang Ren also said to him patiently: "First of all, Wuzhong is unparalleled in loyalty and righteousness. I died eight times to protect the Governor! Secondly, I happened to catch up with the Governor in a good mood, and you blocked it for the Governor." The knife has still been shot, and every time Dian Bei gets into trouble, he is in a bad mood... Who is to blame? It's your fault, Dian Bei."
Monk Fan was still feeling uncomfortable. He pointed to the inner room and asked, "What about the nun? She is pampered and treated favorably everywhere, and that Taoist priest..." What he said is that you are xenophobic and regionally discriminatory...
Kuang Ren told him with a straight face: "First of all, the number of times that nun risked her life to protect the governor was no less than that of Wuzhong. Moreover, she was not affiliated with the Dongchang Guards, nor was she under the jurisdiction of the governor. She was the governor's Friend, secondly, don’t mess with anyone you mess with!”
Fan Seng has been with Chang Yu for a while, and has also dealt with Su Jing. He knows that she is a difficult person to offend. Although he is not afraid of her, he does not want to offend him, but he just can't stand it in his heart.
The more he disliked someone, the more he wandered around in front of him. Su Jing walked out of the room, glanced at Chang Yu and said, "I'm so bored, let's go out for a walk."
"It's cold outside, so there's nothing to do. Besides, I have to read a book." Chang Yu didn't want to move.
Su Jing became popular: "You were reading a ghost book, and you didn't turn a page for a long time, and you even took the book upside down. You are lying to ghosts."
The attendants around him snickered, and Chang Yu stood up slightly embarrassed: "I'm a little bored, let's go out and get some fresh air."
As soon as the cold air hit outside, Chang Yu couldn't help but want to go back inside, but was knocked out by Su Jing. The cold wind was howling outside and the ground was muddy. Su Jing was walking in front, looking around from time to time. Chang Yu suddenly thought of something. He walked forward quickly and asked in a low voice: "Are you going to relieve yourself? Let me give you a look."
Su Jing said nothing, but her face turned red.
There are latrines in the fort, but except for the large ones, the soldiers urinate anywhere. After all, it is so cold in the weather and they are not so conscious or particular about it. They urinate when they go out, pee when they have it, and they can urinate anywhere. , the main theme is a free and unrestrained love of freedom.
Chang Yu found a hut, and when no one was around, he asked Su Jing to go in and stand outside to look after the wind.
"Go further away" Zhidou Sujing shouted.
Chang Yu had no choice but to walk further away. When he turned around, he saw several soldiers rushing towards the latrine. He told them, "Go somewhere else."
After a while, Su Jing came out and walked ahead with her head lowered, not daring to look at Chang Yu.
If others had to make some jokes about Chang Yu's wretched peeing, but would not dare to Su Jing, this nun would sacrifice her life for him when she promised, but she would not hesitate to draw her sword and kill him when the anger arose.
"I never ask you about the war. Tell me the truth. Is there going to be a war here?" Su Jing walked in front and suddenly spoke, Chang Yu hummed.
"The Tatars are coming to fight us, or are we going to fight them?"
"We want to hit them, and they also want to hit us, it depends on who strikes first." Chang Yu said casually: "Why do you ask?"
"If we go to fight them, I will stay. If they come to fight us, I will leave tomorrow." Sujing sighed.
Chang Yu said oh, he guessed that Su Jing's intention was not that it was inconvenient to be here, but in fact she was afraid of dragging him down here. After all, although she had martial arts skills, she could hardly help or make any difference when fighting in the army. Come out, and she also knows that if the Tatars come, they will be surrounded by a large army, and Chang Yu will be able to break out of the encirclement without any worries.
"Aren't you afraid that I will be trapped here by the Tatars and unable to fly?" Chang Yu joked.
" "If the guards of the East Factory can't protect you here, I will die if you are one more. It's better for me to escape first, and there will be someone to offer you incense on the anniversary of your death. Besides, why bother dragging me to death with you in vain? Right".
"Hey, you are really good at chatting," Chang Yu said with a smile.
"You just said that either we will beat them or they will beat us. It depends on who strikes first. Why haven't you struck yet? Is it because it would not be an advantage to strike first?" Sujing asked.
Chang Yu shook his head: "It's better to strike first." After saying that, he sighed: "I also want to strike first, but Dongfeng won't go with Zhou Lang..." Before he finished speaking, Su Jing suddenly pointed to the city head: "Then What are you doing?"
Chang Yu raised his eyes and saw a densely lit area at the top of the city. He was filled with curiosity, so he went up to the city with Sujing, only to find that Li Muchian had set up an altar there to perform rituals.
But he saw that he was holding a sword in his left hand, making secrets with his right hand, and muttering words with his eyes closed. There were many oil lamps on a table in front of him, and there were some random objects that he couldn't name, and there were even two people stuck with paper.
There were some soldiers surrounding him watching the fun, all of them looking focused and pious.
"What the hell are you doing?" Chang Yu couldn't help but grumbled, Su Jing turned around and glared at him: "Respect the ghosts and gods, don't lie, he is doing this to pray for you."
Moreover, Chang Yu rolled his eyes: "It's better to make the decision yourself than to seek divination from immortals. We never believe in this."
"Whether you believe it or not is your own business, but he is sincere." With a frosty face, Chang Yu stopped talking. Although this nun has no intention of killing people, she is still a Buddhist after all. I used to speak out loudly, but I was still in that circle in my heart.
Song Xiance, who was chatting with Li Guo, seemed to have sensed something. He stood up and walked out of the room. He looked up at the city. After looking for a while, he looked up at the sky. Behind him, Li Guo, who was curious, also looked up at the sky. He couldn't see anything in the pitch black. Less than.
"This Taoist priest does have some tricks." After a long time, Song Xiance sighed softly, and Li Guo became even more curious: "What is he doing?"
"practice?"
"What to do?"
"The unspeakable dharma".
Although Li Guo was very curious, he knew that he couldn't get anything out of the question, so he said, "Why don't you, the military advisor, give me some advice as to whether I will be lucky or unlucky tomorrow?"
"No need to push, good luck!" Song Xiance said casually.
"Then I'll leave it to the military advisor." Li Guodan smiled and looked towards the city head again.
Li Muxian made various gestures on the top of the city. He exhaled for a while and played with fire for a while. The people watching were dazzled. It took him a long time to finish, which made the soldiers watching the excitement around him marvel. They looked at him as if they were looking at a god.
"Taoist master, this is another promotional video for advertising," Chang Yu walked over and joked, while Li Muchian said seriously: "The founder of the Sanqing Dynasty has not gone far yet, so the governor should be careful with his words."
Ah, really, Chang Yu looked up at the sky: "Since you haven't gone far, call me back quickly. Let's have a treat tonight and have a good chat..."
Li Muxian's beard was about to smoke with anger, but Su Jing rushed over and raised his leg to give Chang Yu a kick. He dodged it sideways and said quickly: "I'm kidding, I'm kidding." Then he asked Li Muxian seriously: "What was the Taoist priest doing just now?" ?”
"Zhuge borrows the east wind, and Pindao borrows the rain and snow for the Governor." Li Muxian looked up at the sky with a solemn expression: "Three days of rain and snow!"
Chang Yu frowned: "Real or fake?" He thought to himself, "Don't mess around. This is a historical and military type, not fantasy."
"The governor will know tonight."
Seeing the confidence on his face, Chang Yu was lost in the lake again: "Zhuge Kongming borrowed the east wind to burn Cao Ying. Why are you borrowing rain and snow for my family? Are you going to drown and freeze the Tatars to death, or drown and freeze me to death? Really?" It’s been raining and snowing for three days, isn’t this a mistake?”
"Is it really a mistake?" Li Muchian smiled ghostly: "Is it a mistake about the Governor, or a mistake about the Tatars?"
Chang Yu was startled, then narrowed his eyes, looked up at the sky, and then looked at the dark night in the distance: "Let's go down and chat."
