MTL - Don’t Pick Up Boyfriends From the Trash Bin-Chapter 187 Overbearing General Pretty Army Division (6)

The emperor demobilized the people, pending his departure schedule.

After leaving the Imperial Study Room, Fang Xing went to a secluded place. Yan Yuanzhao could not help but said, pulling away the pond.

The brothers had long been accustomed to Yan Yuanzhao's detached style of behavior and separated.

"Okay, stop the cloud from time to time." Yan Yuanzhao stood on the footpath. "I went to the General's Mansion yesterday. You are so calm. I don't think a word is the same?"

Chi Xiaochi said, "It's not too late. I only received the letter from my father last night and decided on it."

"You ..." Yan Yuanzhao looked around and lowered his voice, "You give me a word of accuracy, is there really nothing wrong with Nanjiang?"

Chi Xiaochi said lightly: "The crime of bullying the monarch will not be committed by the family. The six emperors are serious."

Yan Yuanzhao breathed a sigh of relief, and knowing that she was guilty, she changed her demeanor and raised a fan lightly: "Okay, I know .... There is still half a month before you leave the city, and you want to come very busy. Then The pot is a good flower carving. It was originally for you and me to sit and draw pictures to appreciate the beauty. Now it seems that it can only give you strength, but it does not disappoint it. "

Chi Xiaochi gave him a careful look, and said, "A pot of flower carvings, how to live up to it, don't live up to it, just don't lose your sorrow."

Yan Yuanzhao refused to take his word, as if the person who wanted to go to the edge in the Royal Study Room was not him. The gold fan turned around and pointed somewhere: "You have a heart to talk to me, you might as well want to take that stuffy gourd to Zhennan How to spend time along the way. "

Chi Xiaochi looked in the direction pointed by Yan Yuanzhao's fan, and saw Yan Yuanheng standing under the apricot tree not far away, staring at the two.

Noticed that Chi Xiaochi looked over, Yan Yuanheng's expression changed slightly, and he fisted against his lips, coughed, and approached with a negative hand.

He asked, "Your illness is getting better and you set off in half a month. Is it OK to march?"

As he is an official business, Chi Xiaochi naturally respectfully said: "No matter, the thirteenth prince please rest assured."

What else did Yan Yuanheng want to say, Yan Yuanzhao was impatient and listened to the polite words of the two of you, waving a fan: "Leave."

Farewell to Yan Yuanzhao, Yan Yuanheng walked side by side with him in the palace.

Unlike Yan Yuanzhao, Yan Yuanheng was really quiet and quiet. He came to him specifically, just to ask him what he needed to do before going to the border.

Chi Xiaochi came to listen to his family's lesson, took enough notes, and responded one by one. In addition, he did not make his own wisdom, and went on to make friends with the thirteen princes, but he also alienated a lot. .

After Yan Yuanheng asked the question he wanted to ask, the two fell into an awkward silence.

Yan Yuanheng had no choice but to find a topic: "Do you have a mind?"

Chi Xiaochi bowed his head and smiled, "Yes."

Yan Yuanheng: "Housework?"

Chi Xiaochi: "It's ... a letter from my father, urging me on the letter ... hey, let alone mention it."

Yan Yuanheng just faintly heard Yan Yuanzhao talked with Shi Zhanyun about "Family Letter", and now seeing him vaguely, his face was a bit ugly.

He stopped at the same time since he was six years old, and most of all stopped when he understood. This man has a bright, clear mind, and rarely does this.

He pretended to be relaxed and said, "Why not say it. But someone who has a favorite?"

He just casually said, who wants to admit it before him: "... Yes."

Yan Yuanheng discolored and immediately asked: "Which one is it? If you are fancy, why not ... don't set up the wedding ceremony early, and eager to go to this side, why?"

Chi Xiaochi thought, hey, isn't this able to speak, Xiaokou pits.

Iko Koike smiled embarrassingly.

Yan Yuanheng thought of the strange behavior that he stopped at the door a few days ago, and his heart became increasingly uneasy, and he simply stopped, waiting for him to say clearly.

Chi Xiaochi grasped the timing of hesitation just right: "Yuanheng ..."

Yan Yuanheng heard him calling his real name in this ceremonial palace, his heart warmed slightly, and his expression of coldness eased a little: "Yes .... It's time for you to get married. Is the general choice for you?" Which one did you choose? Miss Er of Hushang Shu Family, or sister of Qu Ying? "

Chi Xiaochi: "Yuan Heng, let me tell you something ... you must tell someone."

Inexplicably, Yan Yuanheng was nervous: "Well."

Chi Xiaochi lifted his breath and suppressed his voice, saying, "The one I adore ... is a man."

Yan Yuanheng: "........."

Yan Yuanheng's phalanx of the fingers squeaked loudly and said, "Who is it? Chu Ziling?"

Chi Xiaochi curiously asked, "Why do you think it will be A Ling?"

Yan Yuanheng's body couldn't bear shaking. "Is it really him?"

Chi Xiaochi calmed down: "You haven't seen it before."

Yan Yuanheng forced to ask: "In truth?"

Chi Xiaochi reluctantly said, "... the thirteenth prince."

Yan Yuanheng just returned to God and realized that he was in a state of malaise. Then he took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and whispered, "How do you think? A man, you and him ... Shijia seven generations of loyalty, you must let Shijia Does it end up? "

"Why is there no time for the family?" Chi Xiaochi was mildly irritable. "My uncle is a brother and a brother of his father, and belongs to his family, but his uncle is not talented in martial arts, and his grandfather passed the gun to his father. "

Yan Yuanheng stunned with a playful face: "Yes. Then you are going to Southern Xinjiang, are you going to make it clear to General Shi?"

Chi Xiaochi said: "No. He may not know what I want, and I have no intention to let him know. If I love someone, I do n’t want anything, I will only bury him in my heart forever, never live in my country for a lifetime. Marry. "

Yan Yuanheng didn't expect to hear such a frank speech, and for a moment, his expression slightly fainted: "I have always been very affectionate ... I am not the first time to go to southern Xinjiang, but there are still many uncertainties. These days may still have to be Disturb to the house .... Farewell. "

He arched his hands and turned away, leaving his back with a graceful manner.

Chi Xiaochi looked at his back, smiled silently, and walked away from him.

He was reluctant to believe in the original owner's dream, after all, seeing was not true.

So he chose to take the initiative.

A homework fabricated out of thin air measured two true hearts.

——The six princes are embarrassed, but the heart of the home country is not inferior to others. Although the relationship with Thirteen in private is very plastic, but he deliberately avoids contending with him on major issues.

——The thirteen princes are light and gentle on the surface, but they are full of the original owner's intentions.

During these two days, Chi Xiaochi stopped playing when he played, and indeed accumulated a lot of performance impressions.

Shi Dingyun can be treated favorably by the two princes. Although the purpose of the initial intersect cannot be ruled out, after a few days of testing, it is clear that Shi Dingyun is straightforward. He has said that he can only get his friends for the sake of his heart.

Yan Yuanheng has a lot of affection, and a rare and open minded young man. He has a strong sense of proportion, and he only deals with the two princes in private affairs, and never mixes state affairs.

This kind of emotion cultivated from childhood is more pure.

So here comes the problem.

Who can stop the cloud when the **** can be obtained?

If ordinary betrayal does not allow the original owner to say what he considers a slave, nor will he make his heart uneasy after death. He would rather give his body to others and return to revenge.

Therefore, the only thing that can hurt him is the true heart.

This generation of the family, only time to take charge of a general.

General Shi asked him to come back to the city, hoping that he would leave his son-in-law's family members. However, he went against his father's expectations and returned to the city for a long time.

However, judging from the information disclosed by A Shu's words, the young general looked back at the city for a whole year and did not forget to practice his gun every day.

Last night, Brother Lou and he asked him after lying back on the bed: "Maybe Shilingyun has no interest in marriage?"

Chi Xiaochi held his head and smiled at him: "Sir, Shi Dingyun is nineteen years old this year. According to the average age of ancient people, this life is almost halfway through. Heirs of blood, who needs his heart, just kidneys. Now. "

Although the Shi family had no throne to inherit, it was also close in terms of family importance.

But when Yun Ning refused to go against his father's wishes and not to marry his relatives, it was really possible that he secretly fell in love with someone who could not be said.

...

Compared to the storms in the imperial city, the general's house is quite orderly.

Shi Dingyun was not the first time to go to the border. At this time, when both sides were peaceful, he and the thirteenth emperor could go with the team that sent troops to send food to the border.

The housekeeper is busy in the house, and there is nothing left and right around Chi Xiaochi. He simply went to the backyard and held the hair band. He pulled off the well-groomed silver crown, pulled his long hair backwards, and used the hair band three or two. In the back of the head, I took the silver gun used in previous exercises, and after a few simple exercises, I heard a burst of air behind him suddenly.

Chi Xiaochi turned back quickly, blocked by the barnyard, and the silver gun opened an iron gun, making a loud muffled sound.

Chu Ziling didn't mean to hurt him, he just shot a shot. He turned the iron gun behind him with one hand and bowed slightly: "My son."

Chi Xiaochi simply said, "Come here?"

Chu Ziling is also unambiguous: "Compliance."

The voice did not fall, a silver light was semi-circular, directly hitting the gate of Chu Ziling, and Chu Ziling was not indifferent. He met with a side hook, pushed the silver gun to the ground by force, and fell on the silver gun body. , Press the gun body out of an arc.

Chi Xiaochi still has the instinct of using a gun in his body. He tilted the gun body and escaped from the suppression of Chu Ziling. After the silver-colored blade cut a light on the ground, the gun body trembled and stood up to stop Chu Ziling from attacking. Coming fist.

The two men were fighting with equal strength. After about fifty rounds, Chu Ziling finally fell down, and the iron gun flew out in a cross shape.

The next instant, a line of silver light fell three inches in front of Chu Ziling's neck.

Chu Ziling raised his hand and said with a smile: "My son spares his life."

Ikkochi took the shot.

Just now, he took a wall look and found that the gunshot of the original owner had converged very well, not as if to take his life.

Compared to this scene, both of them were sweating slightly, sitting side by side and talking about the sky.

"What do you know about southern Xinjiang?"

Chu Ziling laughed: "I don't know. Ziling only knows where the son goes, Aling will go. This promise is valid until Aling's death."

Chi Xiaochi sighed and covered his face with one hand.

He asked, "Where did you go last night?"

Chu Ziling smiled: "I'm so sorry, son, I sneaked out."

Chi Xiaochi said curiously, "Huh?"

Chu Ziling said: "Summer in charge of buying in the government heard yesterday that there were several peach blossoms at the gate of Nancheng. It was rare and was the earliest in Wangcheng. Ziling wanted the son to see the others first A peach flower, while the boy fell asleep yesterday, he secretly turned over the wall to pick some branches. "

Chi Xiaochi asked him sideways, "Tweed."

Chu Ziling laughed: "In the hair of the son."

As soon as Chi Xiaochi raised his hand, he did not know when there was an extra bright peach flower on the pony tail, and there was still dew on it. It seemed that he had sprinkled water in order to prevent the peach flower from withering, and he had been carefully raised to the present.

He took off the peach blossom, played for a moment, and sighed again.

Chu Ziling realized that something was happening to his son, and looked sideways at him: "My son?"

Chi Xiaochi said: "There is something happening in Zhennan Pass .... Do you remember your father's Lieutenant General Wen Feiru, when he escorted a batch of bows and arrows, he hit a dark trap of a bandit on Daqing Mountain and was seriously injured.

"Vice Admiral Wen?" Chu Ziling was taken aback. "What about Dingyuan City?"

"The letter from my father mentioned this. I happened to be annoying in Wangcheng. I simply wrote back to my father and went to Shouding Yuancheng. Otherwise, I would leave Governor Zhang alone in the city. Chi Xiaochi looked down. "You don't mention it to others. You have some good medicine in private. When you reach the border, follow me to visit Uncle Wen. By the way, you must pretend that he is Injured by the people of Southern Xinjiang, otherwise it is Uncle Wen's disposition ... "

Chu Ziling nodded.

He stopped to go to Bianguan at any time, and met Wen Feiru, a man with five big and three thick but dead face.

Because of his character, I'd rather kill him with one head than swallow it.

He said, "My son, I took note."

After explaining to him, Chi Xiaochi went to Tangchi for a brief bath, and returned to the house, but saw A Shu kneeling straight in front of his room, wiping his tears, Lou Ying was in a wheelchair, wearing a shading power fence In front of him, he was persuading something.

Chi Xiaochi was curious: "What is it? Meng Jiangnv crying the Great Wall or Yang Bai begging Huang Shiren?"

Ah Shu couldn't understand it. He walked to the front of Chi Xiaochi and took a deep sing, saying: "My son, I ... I want to go to Zhennan Pass with you."

"You?" Chi Xiaochi squatted down, crying and smiling, "You have n’t had enough martial art since you were a kid. What can you do when you go?"

"It's okay to pull the horse down and wait for the son to eat and live." A Shu wiped his tears. "The younger is unwilling to wait for you at home, it's too much. You don't know. Before you went to the battlefield, you handed in the battle report Sealed a letter, Xiao Xiao trembled at home all day, staring at the border map heart, for fear of which battle report, just ... "

A Shu couldn't go on, choked twice, and there were tears on the cheeks of the young Qingxiu, but there was a little bit more in his eyes: "A Shu has given her sister-in-law over the years to her sister all night, although she can't protect her I lived without worries, but it was enough for her to match someone who was the right person ... A Shu had to go to the battlefield with his son. Even if he couldn't come back, he could find peace ... "

Chi Xiaochi patted his head and stunned: "What is it? This time is different from the last time. It is not a rebellion in southern Xinjiang. It is just that Vice Admiral Yinzhou Chengbai did not listen to the order and hurt ..."

While talking, Chi Xiaochi passed a look to Lou Ying.

Lou Ying stopped in time: "... son."

Chi Koike pretended to be guilty of utterance, and stopped short.

Ah Shu looked up at Chi Xiaochi a little ignorantly.

Chi Xiaochi blushed with a small face in awkwardness, and looked like a student who had made a mistake: "... sir."

Lou Ying couldn't help wondering how he could make his blush so red.

"Luzhou?" A Shu wondered. "Son, are we going to Luzhou? Not Jinjiling?"

Chi Xiaochi interrupted him slightly hastily: "Ashu!"

A book froze.

Chi Xiaochi ordered: "If you want to go with me, you must not bring this up to anyone. This is a secret in the army, do you understand?"

Ah Shu was pleasantly surprised: "The son Yun Xiao went with him?"

Chi Koike waved.

A Shu got up happily and said that he would clean up and then wait for the son, then hurried back to his hut to clean up his appearance.

Chi Xiaochi laughed and scolded instably, raised his robe and climbed up the steps, came to his husband, and pushed him to bend under the corridor.

Lou Ying turned back and said softly, "A letter that doesn't exist at all can be used by you like this."

"Who said it didn't exist?" Chi Xiaochi lay on the wheelchair, sliding around happily, "Xin Ke is in their hearts."

The people closest to Shi Dingyun and most trusted by him are nothing but Yan Yuanzhao, Yan Yuanheng, Chu Ziling and Li Shushu.

The four of them can be divided into two groups.

The six princes and the thirteen princes are royal families. If the two of them want to do something for profit, it is nothing more than a fight for power and usurp power.

At first, Chi Xiaochi was more suspicious of the sixth prince.

However, the sixth prince obviously wanted to go to southern Xinjiang, but did not try to **** this precious opportunity to grasp the military power and establish prestige in the army. Even after thirteen actively applied for it, he no longer requested to go with him. It was as if sighing and trying to compete with Thirteen.

Although the thirteenth prince intentionally stopped the cloud in the heart, in the face of border issues, he also offered to ask for help and never resigned.

At least from the current point of view, even if the two sections are damaged, the large section is not lost.

After the initial trials of the two princes, the next step is to stop the people around him.

Chi Xiaochi is not worried about which prince they are, but only that their mind is so big that they have the desire to swallow the sky.

Last night, he had repaired a book and sent it to his father, who was far away in Zhennan Pass, through the pigeons raised in his home. He also used a "Delivery" card to ensure that this letter could only be shocked by Shi Hong Received and opened.

In the letter, he wrote: "At home, change, I hope my father will associate: Uncle Dingyuan Wen, Uncle Baizhou, came to the enemy, hurt and lost."

Chi Xiaochi couldn't rule out the possibility that the two babies around him were spies.

As long as they took the conversation privately and exchanged information, they immediately realized that Shi Tingyun doubted their identity, and they would definitely take other measures at that time, either jump off the wall or slip away.

Naturally, the possibility of high vigilance of the spies cannot be ruled out, so that even after knowing the news, the soldiers will not stand still, letting go of a chance to win a battle.

However, Chi Xiaochi believes that if there are really alien spies among them, lurking to their side and forbearing for many years, they must always choose the right time and do something to prove themselves.

Besides, their unrestrained action is an innocuous thing for Chi Xiaochi. Why not do it?

Chi Xiaochi pushed a wheelchair and said with a smile: "Dingyuan Wenfei, Luzhou Baijing Lake. It depends on which side will be attacked."

...

The main **** space, "Between Xu Xu".

The dark red main brain slowly moved, paying close attention to the world line of Chi Koike.

But its mood is not really pleasant.

After seeing another carrier pigeon flying out of Wangcheng while it was night, the Lord God really wanted to beat that pigeon down.

However, such suspected violations can only be considered.

... It's a fool! So impatient!

It was cursing secretly, and suddenly heard a noise from "Between Xu".

These days it has been burned by one thing after another, and can't help but say: "What's going on ?! What's going on?"

The door of "Between Xu" was slammed open, ran into a sweaty system, wheezing, his face pale, and he could not say a word.

The Lord God was anxious: "Speak!"

"Boss, the report we submitted last week ..." The system was frightened, and the speech became smoother. "That is, the report that the system was intruded by abnormal energy, has been modified ..."

"……modify?!"

The system wailed and cast the content on the display screen to the public screen.

The original serious report in black and white was tampered with into a highly emollient soft light emoji bag.

"You're so funny. Gif"

... and TM is animated.

... and TM is full of one hundred pages.

One hundred people said at the same time that you were so ridiculous that mental pollution can be imagined.

The main **** is distraught: "Why not check when sending?"

This system is specifically responsible for writing reports, and it seems to have been poisoned: "Before sending yesterday ... I checked ... But the main system sent a letter asking me what it was and I found out that it had problem……"

"Are you a waste ?!" The main **** moved a real fire, "Check! Check me! Who came into your office yesterday? Have a chance to run into your computer?"

"Yes ..." The system trembled. "129, 872, 399, 737, 121, and 089 ... I was on duty yesterday, so there were a lot of people who came in and asked about things ..."

The Lord God calmly calmed down: "089 don't worry about him first, investigate the rest of the people one by one!"

The system trembled: "No, boss ... the main system said that we have always been in trouble recently, and we need to send the monitoring system to conduct a full review ..."

The Lord God suffocated: "Get out!"

The system rolled with sweat.

As soon as the door was closed, the AI ​​asked for the opinion of the Lord God: "Hello. The unreleased world line we detained ..."

The voice of the Lord God was getting colder, almost gritting his teeth: "Pretend to be delayed! It can take a while to detain!"

Things spread quickly.

The 023 in the office is not in a bad mood. The barefoot is crackling on the table and playing the game: "It's a bad luck to write a report."

089 held the mango and manipulated the energy to peel off the mango peel: "What did he do?"

"Did you forget it?" 023 glanced at him. "When 61 was formatted, he said that 61's memory had not been cleaned up, and he reported it to Naohua. Throw him in for the second time. Hey, it's not a thing .... hey , I said, you are still a dad just because of your memory. "

089 Yile, prolonged the voice: "Ah-"

023 opened his mouth: "Ah."

089 knew, took a small fork and pierced the fresh mango pieces to feed 023, and deleted the name of that **** in his memo.

On that bullshit, there are seven or eight system numbers that have been deleted.

089 has always been the motto of life, as long as you become a peaceful waste, no one can use you.

But he will also mark those dog legs that are mixed in the system and responsible for giving a small report to the main god, write it down in the memo, and wait for a certain time to pull them out for a thunderbolt.

He believes that no matter what the Lord God has done to 061 and Chi Xiaochi, he will have to withdraw to the main system as soon as tonight and the slowest to inspect the day before, and everything will be back on track.

And he had expected nothing wrong.

Because of the different time lapse speeds inside and outside the system, Chi Xiaochi suddenly had a severe headache on the eve of leaving for Zhennan Pass.

This time, the World Line was stuffed into his mind without warning. The process of receiving was extremely painful. For a few seconds, Chi Xiaochi's eyes were dark and he could see nothing.

Lou Ying, who was awakened, was holding his back tightly, his body crouching, his teeth trembling, and after a long time, the image of a boy appeared before his eyes.

He was sitting on a hillside contaminated with blood and mud, breathing slightly, his legs propped forward, his calf facing the bone slightly sunken, as if broken, he was throwing a chopped silver helmet under his feet, lying on his side and dying White horse.

He had a curved silver gun on his side, and his dried eyelashes looked extra long.

The wind blew from behind him and pulled up his headband, making him look like he was biting a blood-stained headband and was in a daze.

That was when the 13th emperor Yan Yuanheng went to the frontier for the first time and saw the clouds on the battlefield.

Seeing himself, he staggered to his feet, dragged his wounded leg to worship, and his eyes were full of young people's light.

He smiled brightly, as usual, no courtesy: "Yuanheng, you are here, it's nice to see you."

Yan Yuanheng stepped forward to help: "It was my father and king who sent me to support ..."

Shi Dingyun shook hands with him, raised his eyes, and smiled very brightly: "Then thank the emperor, and gift the thirteenth prince to the end.