Chen Qiaoer staggered towards the cliff.
The steep mountain wind blew in her face, slightly delaying her steps.
Seeing that he was so close to the edge of the cliff, and could even see the sea of misty clouds rolling under the cliff, Qiao'er felt despair at this moment. His parents died young, and their faces barely left any impression in his mind. Min'er was the only relative in the world. Now that Min'er has grown up, she can be said to have nothing to worry about.
"Oh, is it really all over?" She sighed deeply in her heart. Alas, Li Laiheng, the man who haunted her, the handsome face who had been fantasized about growing old together with her countless times, the man who could make her heart tremble whenever and wherever she thought of him, the man who would make her love him in the next life. An unforgettable name... The pain in her heart was indescribable at this moment, but her heart skipped a beat, she gritted her teeth, jumped up, and headed towards the sea of clouds under the cliff.
Soon after, she heard a "whoosh" sound behind her, and in the flash of lightning, a rope as thick as a thumb was wrapped around Chen Qiaoer's waist. Qiaoer immediately felt a tightness on her body, and she stopped falling in an instant. Chen Qiaoer suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.
At this critical moment, a desire for survival suddenly appeared in my heart. She turned her body sideways hard and faced the cliff. Her toes were on a small protruding rock on the cliff. She quickly pressed hard on the wall with both hands, which instantly alleviated the force of the impact. Her stepson kicked off with her toes. The whole person jumped up like an ape.
There was a man standing on the cliff, smiling and saying to her:
"Manager Qiaoer, you are so skillful!"
"Thank you, General Li, for your help!" Chen Qiaoer cupped her fists slightly to Li Yong to express her gratitude.
She recognized Li Yong as Laiheng's personal general. She didn't want to show any bad emotions in front of others, so she asked calmly:
"General, why are you here?"
"The Queen Mother asked me to look for you and said that I have something to discuss with you. How about we go to see her together?" Li Yong did not ask her about jumping off the cliff, even though it really shocked him just now, thinking that maybe she must have something in her heart. It's something I can't even think about. How can I, as a man, take care of women's worries?
Qiao'er was still frightened by the shock just now. After a little hesitation, she nodded and followed Li Yong back to Ciqing Palace.
Mrs. Gao was waiting anxiously in the house. Suddenly she saw Chen Qiaoer turning around safely, and she felt very relieved. She was really afraid that Qiaoer would do something stupid. Mrs. Gao knew that Chen Qiaoer was arrogant since she was a child. I saw her smiling and waving to Qiaoer.
"Qiao'er, come here and let me take a good look. My son, my sweet son!" As he said this, he held Qiao'er in his arms and kept looking at her.
Qiao'er felt embarrassed at this moment, so she held Mrs. Gao's hand and whispered:
"Qiao'er, Qiao... let, let the queen mother be worried."
"Okay, from now on, I won't call you the Queen Mother. Instead, I'll call you Grandma!" Mrs. Gao said with a smile.
"Laiheng told me personally, 'Grandma, just think of today as your engagement, and we will get married to Qiao'er when the war subsides.' Qiao'er, do you agree?"
Chen Qiaoer felt as if she was in a dream. She was so happy when she heard the word "get married". With tears streaming down her face, she hugged Mrs. Gao tightly and said coquettishly:
"Thank you so much, no, thank you, thank you so much, grandma!"
Mrs. Gao looked at Qiaoer's peach blossom face and infinite shyness, which was really endearing, and Lao Huai comforted her and said:
"Okay, okay, okay! My dear boy."
While Hei Yougong was reading Li Laiheng's letter, Laiheng had already led everyone back to Baiyang Village.
Baiyang Village is located at the foot of Maolu Mountain. Whenever it rains, the ground in the tent inside the village will be very wet and muddy. Today, taking advantage of the fine weather, Zhang Shun assigned the tasks of guarding the village to each gate and personally led people to repair it. houses.
When Laiheng arrived at the village, the white clay and fine yellow sand on the ground had been spread and beaten tightly. Several charcoal fires were lit in the tent to dry out the accumulated water on the ground. Laiheng looked inside and saw that the tent was indeed newly decorated. Even the bedding, pillows and other items on the bed had been replaced with brand new ones.
"I didn't expect Zhang Shun'er to be very thoughtful. Think about how to reward him, Qing Ping." Lai Heng turned around and said to Qing Ping with a smile.
"Okay." Qingping bowed slightly and agreed. Suddenly he saw Gui Huaiyuan's primary school student standing under a tall jujube tree not far away, waiting, so he ordered a soldier to take the man to dinner immediately, while the remaining soldiers let them rest. Then he went to Laiheng and took down the wooden box containing the Heavenly Book from his horse.
The wooden box was now wrapped with a layer of green cloth, and the 'Book of Heaven' in the box was still placed on the desk in the tent. Qingping suddenly remembered it and hurriedly took a few steps to enter the tent.
"Ouch!" Qingping shouted. Laiheng quickly turned around and saw Qingping slumped on the ground. Holding the green cloth bundle in his hand, he moaned repeatedly.
When Li Laiheng saw Qingping's eyes never leaving the desk, he immediately understood. He called Zhang Shun over, pointed at the desk and whispered:
"Zhang Shuner, where is my book?"
"Master Guo, I was busy asking them to do things. This... this..., I really didn't care." Zhang Shun answered hesitantly.
"Everyone who comes in and out of this place, call them all." Li Laiheng suddenly sounded serious, and the smile on his face disappeared. He walked straight to Qingping and helped Song Qingping to sit on a chair near the charcoal fire.
Zhang Shun hurriedly called several soldiers in the tent to go out to ask questions.
After a while, Zhang Shun led two people in, each holding many newspaper documents and other items on the desk.
Song Qingping suddenly jumped up from her chair, flipped through it a few times, and saw the 'Heavenly Book' among them.
"Ah, here, thank God!" he said in his mind, breathing a long sigh of relief.
Seeing this situation, Lai Heng knew that he should not blame Zhang Shun too much, but his expression was still serious, and he said to Zhang Shun in a slightly gentle tone:
"Zhang Shun'er, from now on, no one is allowed to enter without permission from the military advisor. Go ahead and those who disobey the order will be severely punished."
Zhang Shun didn't dare to say anything when he heard what the Duke said. He nodded and took the two people out of the tent.
Qingping heard one of the two soldiers mutter, "I can't understand it. Is there such a treasure?" Then she heard Zhang Shun scold him, "The Duke of the country just told us to follow the order, why are you talking so much nonsense?" ..." The voice gradually faded away.
Qingping shook her head helplessly, took the wooden box wrapped in green cloth and put it into a large black and gold standing cabinet beside the bed, closed the cabinet door, and said to Laiheng:
"My lord, Gui Huaiyuan, what do you think Li Qinxiang intends to do with this move?"
Laiheng raised his head from the "Book of Heaven", smiled at Qingping, put down the book, slowly stood up from the chair, frowned, thought for a moment, and said:
"I guess Jingzhou must have added more soldiers and horses." Laiheng suddenly remembered the urgent secret report that Gu obviously sent the day before yesterday.
"Ah, yes, Qingping, have you forgotten? Didn't the Tang newspaper obviously sent the day before yesterday say that there will be troops to support Jingzhou in the next few days? If Li Qinxiang only has his own troops, I don't expect him to act rashly. So in my opinion, troops and horses to reinforce Jingzhou must be on the way!"
"I didn't expect that what the Duke of Guo expected would coincide with Qingping!" Song Qingping said excitedly after hearing this.
"It's just..." Qingping's face instantly became serious.
"How?" Leghorn also became nervous.
"Alas!" Qingping sighed deeply and continued:
"Master, we don't have much food and grass, we won't be able to support it for long!" Qingping shook her head again, which immediately made Laiheng feel very heavy. This is a very sensitive topic, and no one wants to talk about it. There is a heavy atmosphere in the whole tent.
"Qingping," after a while, Laiheng spoke first, breaking the dullness.
"How is the translation of this book?"
"Ah, by the way, I almost forgot about it." Qingping became happy.
"There is still a little to go to finish the book. Lord Guo, you can practice it from the beginning according to the method of this translation, and then take the elixir internally as described in the book, or you may have unexpected surprises." Qingping handed the translation to Laiheng. , said very confidently, and walked to the desk and started studying ink.
"I must finish translating it tonight." Qingping thought to himself, but suddenly a cold wind blew in outside the tent, making him shiver.
"It's almost time to give birth. Tomorrow is the 23rd day of the ninth month of the lunar calendar. It's really cold on the edge of the mountain. Alas, I hope the soldiers can survive longer! I don't know if the Duke of Guo can practice writing. The state mentioned above." I was thinking wildly in my mind when I suddenly heard a voice coming from the wind outside the tent:
"Young man, I have something to do and you want to see the Duke. Please let me know, brother."
Another voice was heard shouting:
"What's the matter with Xilaifu? Where are you from? What time is it? See you tomorrow."
"It's just a small thing, brother is really in a hurry to see the country..."
"Shh, keep your voice down. Just wait. Where did you say you are from?"
"The younger one is the Tangma under General Langwu's tent..."
Qingping had stopped studying ink long ago, and Laiheng also put down his book, looked at each other and smiled without saying a word. Suddenly I heard a soldier outside the tent report in a low voice:
"My lord, my lord, are you asleep?... My lord?"
"Let him come in," said Leghorn in the tent.
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