"What were you dreaming about?" His voice was low, and his shoulders were slouched, looking like he had never done before.
The man muttered to himself. "Thinking of your boating brother again."
"Is he nice to you?"
"How good is it?"
Like a drop of thick ink dripping into the pond, it melts into the dark night like flowing clouds.
"Crying again."
He held her face and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with the pads of his thumbs.
Although his eyes were closed tightly, tears fell one by one as if he wanted no money.
Stained with tears, he rubbed his fragile neck with his slightly moist palms, "They said you were so depressed that you were so depressed that you were so upset."
He laughed at himself: "What are you bothering about?"
The girl did not wake up. After taking the medicine, it seemed that the fever had subsided a little. The two of them lay quietly with their foreheads touching each other, their breathing intertwined. The aroma of oranges and herbs intertwined together, blending into an indescribable and tranquil smell.
He never asked her why she had to leave.
Why is it so important? He hesitated for a moment.
What on earth was she thinking?
When did you start preparing to leave?
Was it when he refused to marry her, or when he designed to ruin her engagement with Li You, or when he spread the news that he was going to marry Wang Yuanjun?
If he hadn't made Qiu Xiaoyun pay attention to her every move, if not all the captains guarding the city were his, if Wei Zheng hadn't noticed her in time, if not the official who approved the document came to ask him for instructions... .
She really left.
Leaving Youzhou, like a fish entering the sea, where should he go to find her at that time?
In such troubled times, mountain bandits were rampant. She, a weak woman with her old parents, was abducted, kidnapped, and worked as a slave, a prostitute, and a prostitute. There were so many brothels, brothels, and wealthy families. How long would it take him to find them? ?
How about not keeping her and letting her go, whether it's to die or to find her brother Xingzhou.
Whether she is alive or dead, what does it have to do with him?
He was breathing heavily and felt something surging in his heart. He couldn't tell what he was feeling. It was as if he had returned to the year when his mother died. That woman wanted to die. Before she died, she wanted to leave her most beautiful appearance for her sweetheart. She was dressed up and dressed up, but the man didn't even look at her.
What were those things she did with him?
She had made so many clothes for him. Since he was with her, every piece of underwear on his body was sewn by her stitch by stitch. What was she thinking when she sat under the lamp making clothes for him? ? Thinking about how to leave?
What was she thinking when she wrote on the fan, "The white rabbit wanders here and there, the clothes are not as good as new, and the people are not as good as before"? Thinking about how to leave?
He asked her what gift she wanted, and she asked for a carriage. He was very happy at that time, because she rarely asked for things from him, but later he learned that she had never thought of keeping the carriage, she just wanted to Walk.
What was she thinking about every night when their skins touched each other, every time they felt hearty love?
What's so good about Jiang Xingzhou?
He could be nicer to her.
"Hurry up." He hugged her tightly, and the two of them cuddled tightly on the couch. The man lowered his head and murmured in her ear: "If you get sick again, I will kill your brother Xingzhou."
The girl in her arms trembled, her crow-feather eyelashes trembled slightly, and she seemed to be sleeping more deeply.
The next day, it was sunny.
There was no one around the pillow. As soon as she opened her eyes, a few rays of dazzling skylight leaked in. The confusion of yesterday was swept away, and she felt much more relaxed.
I don't know when, the quilt on my body was replaced by a light and soft brocade quilt. It was not the hard quilt when I first came here. I smelled it and it was still washed, with the scent of soap and wood and the smell of sunlight after being exposed. .
She stretched, and the sound of conversation in the tent could be heard in her ears.
Wei Cheng asked Guo Yan to draft a crusade, and continued to discuss other matters with Wei Ning, Susukino and others.
Shen Yinxiao then learned that Wei Cheng was not in a hurry to fight Zhang Yao this time. He wanted to get the batch of new crossbows customized by Qiu Liang first.
The batch of crossbows are already on the way. No wonder he has to wait here for two days.
Jizhou strong crossbows and Youzhou sudden cavalry were both listed as Dayin's killing weapons. No wonder Wang Yuanjun wanted to marry the Youzhou Wei family.
Hearing that Wei Cheng and Wei Ning, Chen Zhao, Suo Ye and others were discussing clothing, armor, equipment, and the number of mules, horses, and donkeys, the marching commander Guo Yan pondered for a while and said: "General, this time Qiu Liang has sent three thousand crossbows. , the price is almost 20% higher than what he asked in the past. If we pay forty thousand taels of gold in one lump sum, I'm afraid the burden will be a bit heavier. Now that we are sending troops abroad, if we don't have enough money and food, we're afraid there will be endless troubles."
"No." Wei Cheng refused simply. He knew what Guo Yan meant. "Zhang Yao has a thousand dead men under his command. They are all elite soldiers left behind by the Xiliang Qiang people and coastal bandits. Moreover, They also have powerful crossbows in their hands, and before Liu Min died, he ordered 10,000 crossbows from Qiu Liang."
Guo Yan's expression changed.
Crossbows are designed to defeat cavalry, and Youzhou's greatest advantage is Youzhou's sudden cavalry.
Wei Cheng raised his eyes and smiled faintly: "Sima, don't be nervous. Their crossbows have a closer range than ours, and the number of stones is far less than ours. Apart from their large number, they have no other advantages. As for the high price this time, Qiu Liang promised us that this batch Crossbows will only be supplied to Youzhou and will not be sold to anyone else."
Guo Yan could not help but admire the young man in front of him more and more.
Wei Cheng leaned a few miles closer and pressed his brow bone.
After Qiu Liang, that old man, took Liu Min's order, he sent people non-stop to pass secret messages to him, detailing the details of Liu Min's order with some exaggeration.
This fire dealer, the more vigorously the princes in the world fight, the happier he will be. Wherever there is a war, there is the shadow of this old man.
"Have the batch of crossbows arrived?" he asked.
Wei Ning replied: "It's already here."
He nodded, and when Wei Ning hesitated to speak, he glanced at him and said, "If you have anything to say, just say it."
"General, what if Qiu Liang breaks the rules and secretly sells our crossbows to other princes?"
Wei Cheng's eyes were deep and he said calmly: "He doesn't dare. If he dares, kill him, take his home and leave it to Chongming and Sun Qing."
I ordered the order from Qiu Liang just because Qiu Liang has been deeply involved in this industry for many years. Over the years, many princes have entered the army from him. His craftsmen are among the best in Dayin. He Doing business with Qiu Liang is purely to save time and effort.
He is also happy to spend more money and buy it with peace of mind.
However, if he made him worry, he wouldn't mind spending some energy on him.
"Yes." Wei Ning somehow noticed that he seemed to be in a bad mood and did not dare to say anything more.
Shen Yinxiao sat on the couch with his eyes closed and listened for a long time. After listening briefly, he felt a little bored and got up to wash up. There was a pile of women's new clothes on the kang table.
It is a set of honey-colored albizia pattern gauze embroidered moonlight skirt.
She tried it on and it fit just right.
After getting dressed and washing up, he estimated that the conversation among the people outside had reached the point where it was time for a break, and walked out cautiously.
Qiu Xiaoyun was coming in, preparing to report that a new batch of crossbows had arrived, and whether he wanted people to use them now. He did not notice the girl with a low presence beside him.
As soon as he spoke, Wei Cheng raised his eyes and glanced at him, tapped his finger on the lacquered wooden table, and coughed lightly.
He paused.
The words reached his lips and he swallowed them again.
Wei Cheng turned to look at the girl standing blankly aside, then turned his attention back to the counting list on the case, and said calmly: "What's wrong?"
Everyone noticed that something was wrong with him today, but they couldn't tell what was wrong.
Seems a little gloomy.
Could it be that this beloved concubine is ill and therefore in a bad mood?
Qiu Xiaoyun glanced at her.
Shen Yinxiao said quickly: "I want to go for a walk. I won't disturb you and I won't run around. It's just that I've been a little bored in the tent these days and I want to get some air."
He frowned and was about to say "no" directly, but swallowed the words as they reached his lips.
"The fever has just subsided, but I feel cold again when the wind blows."
Seeing that his tone had softened, she quickly said: "I'll put on an extra big cloak so that I won't freeze myself."
