Into Xuancheng Xianxian, From Not Being A Son-In-Law

Chapter 151

The desert people who want to be monsters in Yujing City actually do not have everything going smoothly. One or two chess pieces fall into the wrong place, although it does not affect the overall situation, but it always becomes a stone blocking the heart, and it is unpleasant to think about it.

"...Elder brother, Wuenqi doesn't care?"

Aleph took off his shirt, exposing his muscular body. His senior brother took a grass-scented ointment and applied it on his ribs and vest.

In the battle between Aleph and Fang Mou, although he violently broke one of Fang Mou's leg bones, he himself also suffered some injuries, but the injuries were not that serious. At least the bones were not broken, just innocuous skin bruises. hurt.

After spreading the special grass ointment made by the temple in the palm of your hand, rub it on the stagnant area, and the coolness will penetrate into the skin and flesh along with the medicinal effect, dredging the accumulated Blood Qi.

After the senior brother applied the ointment, he shook his head slightly: "It was Da Yan's guards who captured him. Before the Master arrives, we may not be able to control him. We can only make Wu Enqi stay in Da Yan's cell for a few more days. .”

Aleph frowned: "Even if Wu Enqi did something impulsive, the one who arrested him should be the Jingzhao Mansion's arresters. Why was it the guards who arrested him? Is it because of my duty as a guard to Da Yan? Is there any misunderstanding?"

"Junior brother and I have the same doubts and thought of two possibilities. The first one is that Da Yan caught Wu Enqi to beat us desert people. The second one is that the Baihuai Hall is not an ordinary one. Medical clinic.”

Aleph put on the top that exposed his chest and said in a deep voice: "But whether it is the first or the second way that the senior brother said, just let Wu Enqi stay in Da Yan's cell. If Da Yan tortures him What can we do if we ask him about our plans?"

Aleph did not doubt Wuenqi's loyalty to the desert, but after all, Wuenqi was not the kind of soldier who was specially trained to die in order to achieve his goals. He had not received special training to ignore his own life.

But there must be no shortage of skills in Da Yan's cell to pry information out of his mouth.

The eldest brother washed his hands and wiped away the water stains, opened the poetry collection he bought from Da Yan Bookstore on the table, and said softly: "There should be no torture."

Aleph asked strangely: "Does Senior Brother have any plans?"

"No, it's just that Wu Enqi and I said that if Da Yan captures them and asks us what our plans are, just let them tell the truth."

"As long as Wu Enqi is willing to cooperate, he has not committed any unforgivable crime."

"Presumably Yangyang Dayan pursues enlightenment and claims to be a master of etiquette. The country treats us like barbarians, so he will not care about the barbarians and insist on any punishment."

This is not some ulterior conspiracy that will lose its effect once others know about it.

Once Da Yan knew it, he knew it, so what could he do?

It's better to cooperate to avoid the pain of flesh and blood, and at least make each other look better.

The eldest brother looked through the collection of poems, his eyes lit up when he saw one of the poems, and he waved to Aleph.

"Junior brother, come on, let's take a look at this poem."

Aleph leaned over to look helplessly.

The eldest brother has been interested in poetry since he was a child. Although he is not illiterate, he really doesn't understand poetry very well.

I can’t taste any Artistic Concept, I just think most of it is hard to pronounce.

Since ancient times, autumn has been a sad and lonely time. I say that autumn is better than spring...

This one is not a mouthful.

"Junior brother, look, isn't this a good poem?"

"Good poetry, good poetry..."

Aleph couldn't say anything good about it, he just agreed with his senior brother.

"The desolation and sorrow have been swept away, and the autumn is better than the spring. This shows the author's pride and generosity."

"Unfortunately, the anthology also said that this is a masterpiece that was circulated during the autumn examination of Youlu Academy. No name has been left. I don't know who wrote it."

The elder brother expressed his feelings, and said softly: "I wonder if there is a chance to go straight to the blue sky this autumn in our desert..."

...

At this juncture, the people of Damo picked up troubles in Yujing City. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that they were probably planning to take advantage of the fire, but most of them, like Fang Man, couldn't figure out where Damo's confidence came from.

The battle between Dayan and Hanwu.

Before the start of the war, General Zhechong had already achieved great victories. He disabled the main force of the Hanwu Kingdom while guarding the frontier, and only after that did the current 700,000 troops go out.

What to say is like picking something out of a pocket, it seems that some look down on the Hanwu country too much.

But it is what it is.

Since the start of the war, all the battle reports sent back to Yujing City are all victory reports. It’s just that there are more or less victories in each battle. How many miles has the country covered the land?

I have never seen a successful counterattack from the Hanwu Kingdom, or a single city that was able to stand firm and hold back General Zhechong's army.

but.

With Wu Enqi's cooperation in the cell after being captured by the imperial army, it was revealed where the desert people's self-confidence came from.

How can he intercept benefits as a third party in such a battle where there is no suspense in any way and there will not be too much loss.

"...If you want me to say, after so many years of mutual trading, these people in the desert have forgotten how their ancestors were chased by the Duke of Zhen to escape all over the desert. Why don't you let your grandfather lead an army, and have another horse ride?" Desert!"

Inside the Baihuai Hall, Zhang Tiantian pointed out Jiangshan, a typical spectator who was never too lively.

As for the "you", it refers to Chen Xianhu who came to teach Jiankui Sword Technique. He could only reply with an embarrassed but polite smile.

As the son of the general.

Of course Chen Xianhu didn't open his mouth like Zhang Tiantian did.

No matter how powerful the national power of Dayan is, it will not be ruined like this, and fighting on two fronts is not as easy as cooking two servings of noodles in a big pot at the same time.

What's more, who can guarantee that only Da Mo has the intention of taking advantage of Da Yan's fire?

Among Dayan's three generals, except for his grandfather Chen Xinghu who was on standby in Beijing, the other two generals were not idle.

What's more, even if Da Mo took advantage of the fire to rob the Da Mo and finally angered the Da Yan court, to the point where he had to go to war, and the Da Yan court decided to step on the desert again, it wouldn't be right now.

At this time, the only way to delay the attack is to delay as much as possible.

Because with each passing day, Han Wu was one step closer to perishing, and Dayan would show a little more calmness.

"Master Chen, what are you talking about? Am I wrong?"

"this……"

Chen Xianhu just laughed dryly and didn't pass this question. He typed a draft in his stomach, and said carefully: "Miss Zhang is absolutely right!"

"I think these people in the desert are not greedy enough to swallow the elephant. When the time comes, let my grandfather lead the army to march into the desert. They must recall the fear of being dominated by the Great Yan soldiers..."

This is pleasing to the ear, nice to hear.

Zhang Tiantian nodded in satisfaction.

However, Zhang Huaigu, who was drinking tea leisurely beside him, suddenly smiled.

"Ah."