Chapter 105
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On the day of Han Quanlin's formal surrender, it began to rain.
With the gate of Nanzheng city wide open, Mo Qiaosheng leads his army into the capital of Hanzhong in the rain.
The royal family, dressed in white clothes, knelt down at the gate of the city.
Mo Qiao Sheng's Horseshoe stops in front of Han Quanlin. He looks at the king of Hanzhong kneeling in the mud.
A few years ago, it was also such a rainy season, and their positions changed. Kneeling in front of this man is him.
Under the coercion of this man, he once gave up his dignity, and even nearly suffered the most humiliating thing.
Today, looking at this skinny man kneeling there, begging.
Mo Qiaosheng can still clearly remember that this man was standing in front of him with a disgusting expression,
forced him to have no way out, and said to him in his harsh and indifferent voice,
"I took off my clothes."
The humiliating words of that day are still in my ears. Mo Qiao Sheng's hand pulls the reins tightly in his hand. Too much force causes his knuckles to become white.
The cold rain hit his face and slid down his cheek.
His heart suddenly strong miss from the Lord, want to return to the Lord side, back to the people that he can wantonly cry, wantonly laugh.
The black horseshoe stopped in front of Han Quanlin for a long time. The rain hit Han Quanlin, making him cold and afraid.
Han Quanlin could not help but quietly raised his head. In front of him was a black horse with white fog coming out of its nose.
On the horse sat a tall figure, who was wearing armor and helmet. The eaves of the pure iron helmet cast a black shadow on the cold face.
Can't see that person's facial expression clearly, only two icy eyes shoot out from that shadow, looking at him condescensively.
Han Quanlin felt a chill rise on his back. He quickly put his head into the mud.
At this moment, he really felt the threat of death.
He thought in fear: I, after all, I am the king of a country. Without the order of the king of Jin, he dare not kill me. What's more, I didn't really do anything to him at the beginning. He accepted so many gifts from me, so he should not care about it any more.
I don't know how long it took until the rain drenched his clothes, a cold sentence came from his head,
"the king of Han doesn't have to be like this, please get up."
Han Quanlin was greatly relieved in his heart: look, he really didn't do anything to me.
In the evening, Han Quanlin found that he was only under house arrest, and no one was particularly unreasonable to him. His food and daily life were normal.
He is a little bit under the heart, the mind also gradually activated up.
Mo Qiaosheng is in the residence of Nanzheng City, discussing with Yang Sheng and other ministries how to recruit and demobilize troops to stabilize the situation in Hanzhong.
A yuan came in and said, "general, Princess Yuzhu of the Han state asks to see you."
"No see." Moqiao did not lift his head.
"The princess said," I heard that our Lord loves collecting precious stones. She has a treasure in Hanzhong that she wants to present to the general. " A yuan sent the message to the princess who begged him.
Mo Qiao Sheng raised his head, he remembered that the Lord really had this hobby.
The Lord always carries a bag of gems with him. He always pours all kinds of gems on the table and plays with his fingers.
His face softened a little: "OK, let her in."
The princess Yuzhu of Han is a famous beauty in Hanzhong.
I saw her jade face and lips, willow waist, slender hands holding a delicate box, a beautiful state, from the door.
It was like a bright pearl, suddenly shining into the big account of the Chinese army full of sweat.
The tent quieted down for a moment, and everyone's eyes couldn't help being attracted by the princess. Even general moqiao, who had always been serious, showed a surprised expression and stood up,
life in the military was boring, and he lived a life of licking blood with a knife.
When they are on vacation, these brave men in the army like to say some dirty jokes for fun, or make an appointment to go to those fireworks places to indulge.
But although they can fight with them when they drink, they are very self disciplined and never mix with them.
It was the first time that they saw general Mo show a different look when they saw a woman.
So the generals gave each other a wink and walked out of the account.
Mo Qiaosheng looks at the woman who is walking in front of her. The princess is wearing a crimson brocade skirt, with the popular Feixia makeup on her face, a green silk hanging behind her, and a pair of small double rings at the end.
is as like as two peas in the official dress when they restored Princess status.
At that time, the LORD was wearing such a red train with bright eyes and a flying look. He stretched out his hand and knocked him down in the woods outside Bianjing city.Yuzhu kneels down in front of Mo Qiaosheng, shyly bows her head, revealing a soft neck.
She knows that she is very beautiful and has a natural delicate state, which can easily arouse men's pity for jade and capture men's heart.
Now she is the father's last weapon, and the father ordered her to conquer this man who could not be conquered in the battlefield.
As soon as she entered the door, she was surprised to see the legendary general who was not close to the girl.
But when she knelt down in front of the desk, she suddenly felt that the cold and impatient eyes were projected behind the desk.
Did I do anything wrong? Yuzhu was a little flustered.
She hastened to make her posture more tender and pitiful, and opened the box in her hand.
A man's big hand reached out and twisted the contents of the box.
"What is this?" Mo Qiao Sheng looked at the scaly gem in his hand, which was not much bigger than the copper coin.
This thin stone is like gold, not gold, not jade. It looks ordinary at a glance. If you look at it with light, there are seven colors flowing inside, moving slowly, just like a living creature.
"General, it's said that this is a dragon scale. It's the treasure of our country in Hanzhong. My father ordered my slave family to bring it to the general."
A sweet voice answered him.
"OK, I see. You step back." Mo Qiaosheng turns over the dragon scale twice and puts it into the sleeve.
Take it back to my Lord. He should like it.
"My father is the same treasure as me To the general. " That sweet voice, with a trace of temptation and coy low said.
……
A yuan is outside the general's tent. He thinks he needs to wait for some time this time.
Who knows less than a moment, the curtain of the tent was lifted with a crash, and general Mo came out angrily, holding the princess's collar in his hand, and without pity, he threw the beauty on the land outside the tent.
He said coldly, "please respect yourself."
The princess got up and cried, calling a pear blossom with rain,
"my family respects the general's prestige and is willing to commit to him. Why should the general refuse my family thousands of miles away?"
She said in tears, "I heard that the general is the son-in-law of Princess Chiba of Jin, but the general is worried that Princess Chiba doesn't like me? I'm a man of subjugation. I'm helpless. I dare not fight with the princess. I'm willing to serve the general and princess as a slave. Princess, she is a generous person. I think she will be able to accommodate my poor woman
The taxi men on duty outside the tent looked at such a beautiful woman and cried miserably. They posted it to the door by themselves. There was no reason why the general didn't want to. They thought that the general should be soft hearted.
Who knows, general Mo is not only ignorant of the wind and the moon, but also merciless and hums coldly,
"you deserve it!"
By the way, he also angered the adjutant a Yuan who was keeping out of the account,
"in the future, such a mess of people will not be allowed to enter my account!"
A yuan didn't dare to say that the general yourself let people in, so he had to be submissive and bow his head to take the blame.
Mo Qiao Sheng no longer pays attention to the crying Princess Yuzhu, throws the curtain and turns back.
The guard on duty outside the tent watched the princess cover her face and go away crying. What's the matter? He asked their adjutant a yuan in a low voice: "the general doesn't even look at such a beautiful woman. It must be the Chiba princess that our Lord promised him to be much more beautiful?"
A yuan deliberately turned up the volume and said, "that's it! Our Chiba princess is a beautiful woman. How can we compare her with the Han women? She and the princess are so different
Inside the tent came a satisfied cough from the general.
A yuan breathed a sigh. He followed the general closely for a long time. He gradually felt the general's temper.
The Lord and the Chiba princess are the scales of the general. They can't be touched at all.
On the contrary, as long as you say something nice about the Lord or Chiba princess, the general will get better soon even if he is angry.
-
in Chaowu Hall of Bianjing, Zhang Fu rushed into the hall.
"What's the matter?" Cheng Chiba looked up at him.
"Lord, general Mo took the capital of Han a few days ago and recruited Han Quanlin, the king of Han."
"Yes? Isn't it known already? Two days before the victory. " Cheng Qianye is a little strange.
"Today, when I received an urgent report, Mo Qiaosheng surrendered superficially. After entering Nanzheng city and controlling the situation, he secretly killed Han Quanlin, king of the Han Dynasty, with a cup of poisonous wine."
Zhang Fu said quietly in his heart that according to the secret newspaper I received, Han Quanlin died in great pain.
"Oh? That's great. It's killing you. " Cheng Chiba picked an eyebrow, "you don't mind, general Mo is to take my will, execute Han Quanlin."
Zhang Fu knew that she was defending Mo Qiao Sheng: "Lord, it's not good to kill him.""It depends on who is right. Mr. Zhang, Han Quanlin is a snake and mouse. He has no reputation. It's useless to keep him. I want him to die. "
Zhang Fu choked for a moment. He saw with his own eyes how Han Quanlin humiliated Mo Qiaosheng, who was still a slave. Can he not understand his master's mentality of revenge?
"Well, Mr. Zhang, I know what you mean." Cheng Chiba stopped writing, "but it's my preference that Qiao Sheng has made such achievements now. Isn't it his own ability and efforts? As the king of a country, can't I have a heart of tolerance and trust for my generals? "
Zhang Fu sighed: "general Mo is indeed an immortal general. I'm just worried... "
Cheng Chiba came out and patted Zhang Fu on the shoulder: "although the king of the Han Dynasty has been killed now, the whole territory of Hanzhong has not been leveled, and there are many remaining evils of the Han Army running everywhere. I can't get Qiao Sheng back to Bianjing until the situation in Hanzhong is stable. "
"In addition, I plan to let general Yu lead the army to attack the state of song." Cheng Chiba stands in front of the map.
"Attack Song Dynasty?" Zhang Fu's eyes brightened.
"Yes, Song Dynasty. This time, I will take the whole territory of the state of song. " Cheng Chiba turned to look at Zhang Fu, "we have a lot of talents in Jin Dynasty. We will never have only Qiao Sheng, a general who is good at fighting."
Although the Lord attaches great importance to friendship, he is not unable to listen to his advice. He is even trying to solve the hidden danger in a more appropriate way.
Zhang Fu lowered his head and made a sincere salute.
-
thirty students who were rated as the first class in the grand examination entered the palace of Bianjing, waiting for Cheng Qianyu, king of Jin, to be summoned in person.
Li que was a little nervous. He and Dong Wenbo were both from Dingtao, which was originally the land of the Song Dynasty.
Recently, it is widely spread in Bianjing that the crown prince ji'ang of the Song Dynasty sent assassins to assassinate his master last year. The master's anger is hard to calm down, and he is determined to send troops to attack the Song Dynasty.
"Wenbo." Li que said in a low voice, "do you think the guild has prejudice against us because we used to be people of the Song Dynasty, and is not sure to use the people of the Song Dynasty?"
Dong Bowen shook his head quietly, indicating that he would not talk much here.
I'll see you later. In the examination paper of the grand examination, he discussed that the most important thing for the state of Jin is to vigorously promote agriculture. If the Lord is really a man of insight, he will not give up his good policy because of his geographical view.
A group of people ascended the stone stairs of the pavilion, walked through the long corridor, and first saw a red warden.
The man looked handsome and dignified. He stopped them and ordered the servants in the palace to search them one by one.
Further on, we came to the gate of Chaowu hall. At the front of the gate stood a young female official with her hands on her back. The female official was dressed in strong clothes and had double blades on her waist. She gave them a cold look and went into the hall to report.
After entering the temple, they bowed to the ground.
There is a wheelchair on the right side of the tall desk, and a civil servant is sitting on it. Standing on the left side of a person, with a smile on the front, eyes bending at them.
Behind the desk, there is a figure with golden crown and gorgeous clothes. That is their Lord, the king of the state of Jin.
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On the day of Han Quanlin's formal surrender, it began to rain.
With the gate of Nanzheng city wide open, Mo Qiaosheng leads his army into the capital of Hanzhong in the rain.
The royal family, dressed in white clothes, knelt down at the gate of the city.
Mo Qiao Sheng's Horseshoe stops in front of Han Quanlin. He looks at the king of Hanzhong kneeling in the mud.
A few years ago, it was also such a rainy season, and their positions changed. Kneeling in front of this man is him.
Under the coercion of this man, he once gave up his dignity, and even nearly suffered the most humiliating thing.
Today, looking at this skinny man kneeling there, begging.
Mo Qiaosheng can still clearly remember that this man was standing in front of him with a disgusting expression,
forced him to have no way out, and said to him in his harsh and indifferent voice,
"I took off my clothes."
The humiliating words of that day are still in my ears. Mo Qiao Sheng's hand pulls the reins tightly in his hand. Too much force causes his knuckles to become white.
The cold rain hit his face and slid down his cheek.
His heart suddenly strong miss from the Lord, want to return to the Lord side, back to the people that he can wantonly cry, wantonly laugh.
The black horseshoe stopped in front of Han Quanlin for a long time. The rain hit Han Quanlin, making him cold and afraid.
Han Quanlin could not help but quietly raised his head. In front of him was a black horse with white fog coming out of its nose.
On the horse sat a tall figure, who was wearing armor and helmet. The eaves of the pure iron helmet cast a black shadow on the cold face.
Can't see that person's facial expression clearly, only two icy eyes shoot out from that shadow, looking at him condescensively.
Han Quanlin felt a chill rise on his back. He quickly put his head into the mud.
At this moment, he really felt the threat of death.
He thought in fear: I, after all, I am the king of a country. Without the order of the king of Jin, he dare not kill me. What's more, I didn't really do anything to him at the beginning. He accepted so many gifts from me, so he should not care about it any more.
I don't know how long it took until the rain drenched his clothes, a cold sentence came from his head,
"the king of Han doesn't have to be like this, please get up."
Han Quanlin was greatly relieved in his heart: look, he really didn't do anything to me.
In the evening, Han Quanlin found that he was only under house arrest, and no one was particularly unreasonable to him. His food and daily life were normal.
He is a little bit under the heart, the mind also gradually activated up.
Mo Qiaosheng is in the residence of Nanzheng City, discussing with Yang Sheng and other ministries how to recruit and demobilize troops to stabilize the situation in Hanzhong.
A yuan came in and said, "general, Princess Yuzhu of the Han state asks to see you."
"No see." Moqiao did not lift his head.
"The princess said," I heard that our Lord loves collecting precious stones. She has a treasure in Hanzhong that she wants to present to the general. " A yuan sent the message to the princess who begged him.
Mo Qiao Sheng raised his head, he remembered that the Lord really had this hobby.
The Lord always carries a bag of gems with him. He always pours all kinds of gems on the table and plays with his fingers.
His face softened a little: "OK, let her in."
The princess Yuzhu of Han is a famous beauty in Hanzhong.
I saw her jade face and lips, willow waist, slender hands holding a delicate box, a beautiful state, from the door.
It was like a bright pearl, suddenly shining into the big account of the Chinese army full of sweat.
The tent quieted down for a moment, and everyone's eyes couldn't help being attracted by the princess. Even general moqiao, who had always been serious, showed a surprised expression and stood up,
life in the military was boring, and he lived a life of licking blood with a knife.
When they are on vacation, these brave men in the army like to say some dirty jokes for fun, or make an appointment to go to those fireworks places to indulge.
But although they can fight with them when they drink, they are very self disciplined and never mix with them.
It was the first time that they saw general Mo show a different look when they saw a woman.
So the generals gave each other a wink and walked out of the account.
Mo Qiaosheng looks at the woman who is walking in front of her. The princess is wearing a crimson brocade skirt, with the popular Feixia makeup on her face, a green silk hanging behind her, and a pair of small double rings at the end.
is as like as two peas in the official dress when they restored Princess status.
At that time, the LORD was wearing such a red train with bright eyes and a flying look. He stretched out his hand and knocked him down in the woods outside Bianjing city.Yuzhu kneels down in front of Mo Qiaosheng, shyly bows her head, revealing a soft neck.
She knows that she is very beautiful and has a natural delicate state, which can easily arouse men's pity for jade and capture men's heart.
Now she is the father's last weapon, and the father ordered her to conquer this man who could not be conquered in the battlefield.
As soon as she entered the door, she was surprised to see the legendary general who was not close to the girl.
But when she knelt down in front of the desk, she suddenly felt that the cold and impatient eyes were projected behind the desk.
Did I do anything wrong? Yuzhu was a little flustered.
She hastened to make her posture more tender and pitiful, and opened the box in her hand.
A man's big hand reached out and twisted the contents of the box.
"What is this?" Mo Qiao Sheng looked at the scaly gem in his hand, which was not much bigger than the copper coin.
This thin stone is like gold, not gold, not jade. It looks ordinary at a glance. If you look at it with light, there are seven colors flowing inside, moving slowly, just like a living creature.
"General, it's said that this is a dragon scale. It's the treasure of our country in Hanzhong. My father ordered my slave family to bring it to the general."
A sweet voice answered him.
"OK, I see. You step back." Mo Qiaosheng turns over the dragon scale twice and puts it into the sleeve.
Take it back to my Lord. He should like it.
"My father is the same treasure as me To the general. " That sweet voice, with a trace of temptation and coy low said.
……
A yuan is outside the general's tent. He thinks he needs to wait for some time this time.
Who knows less than a moment, the curtain of the tent was lifted with a crash, and general Mo came out angrily, holding the princess's collar in his hand, and without pity, he threw the beauty on the land outside the tent.
He said coldly, "please respect yourself."
The princess got up and cried, calling a pear blossom with rain,
"my family respects the general's prestige and is willing to commit to him. Why should the general refuse my family thousands of miles away?"
She said in tears, "I heard that the general is the son-in-law of Princess Chiba of Jin, but the general is worried that Princess Chiba doesn't like me? I'm a man of subjugation. I'm helpless. I dare not fight with the princess. I'm willing to serve the general and princess as a slave. Princess, she is a generous person. I think she will be able to accommodate my poor woman
The taxi men on duty outside the tent looked at such a beautiful woman and cried miserably. They posted it to the door by themselves. There was no reason why the general didn't want to. They thought that the general should be soft hearted.
Who knows, general Mo is not only ignorant of the wind and the moon, but also merciless and hums coldly,
"you deserve it!"
By the way, he also angered the adjutant a Yuan who was keeping out of the account,
"in the future, such a mess of people will not be allowed to enter my account!"
A yuan didn't dare to say that the general yourself let people in, so he had to be submissive and bow his head to take the blame.
Mo Qiao Sheng no longer pays attention to the crying Princess Yuzhu, throws the curtain and turns back.
The guard on duty outside the tent watched the princess cover her face and go away crying. What's the matter? He asked their adjutant a yuan in a low voice: "the general doesn't even look at such a beautiful woman. It must be the Chiba princess that our Lord promised him to be much more beautiful?"
A yuan deliberately turned up the volume and said, "that's it! Our Chiba princess is a beautiful woman. How can we compare her with the Han women? She and the princess are so different
Inside the tent came a satisfied cough from the general.
A yuan breathed a sigh. He followed the general closely for a long time. He gradually felt the general's temper.
The Lord and the Chiba princess are the scales of the general. They can't be touched at all.
On the contrary, as long as you say something nice about the Lord or Chiba princess, the general will get better soon even if he is angry.
-
in Chaowu Hall of Bianjing, Zhang Fu rushed into the hall.
"What's the matter?" Cheng Chiba looked up at him.
"Lord, general Mo took the capital of Han a few days ago and recruited Han Quanlin, the king of Han."
"Yes? Isn't it known already? Two days before the victory. " Cheng Qianye is a little strange.
"Today, when I received an urgent report, Mo Qiaosheng surrendered superficially. After entering Nanzheng city and controlling the situation, he secretly killed Han Quanlin, king of the Han Dynasty, with a cup of poisonous wine."
Zhang Fu said quietly in his heart that according to the secret newspaper I received, Han Quanlin died in great pain.
"Oh? That's great. It's killing you. " Cheng Chiba picked an eyebrow, "you don't mind, general Mo is to take my will, execute Han Quanlin."
Zhang Fu knew that she was defending Mo Qiao Sheng: "Lord, it's not good to kill him.""It depends on who is right. Mr. Zhang, Han Quanlin is a snake and mouse. He has no reputation. It's useless to keep him. I want him to die. "
Zhang Fu choked for a moment. He saw with his own eyes how Han Quanlin humiliated Mo Qiaosheng, who was still a slave. Can he not understand his master's mentality of revenge?
"Well, Mr. Zhang, I know what you mean." Cheng Chiba stopped writing, "but it's my preference that Qiao Sheng has made such achievements now. Isn't it his own ability and efforts? As the king of a country, can't I have a heart of tolerance and trust for my generals? "
Zhang Fu sighed: "general Mo is indeed an immortal general. I'm just worried... "
Cheng Chiba came out and patted Zhang Fu on the shoulder: "although the king of the Han Dynasty has been killed now, the whole territory of Hanzhong has not been leveled, and there are many remaining evils of the Han Army running everywhere. I can't get Qiao Sheng back to Bianjing until the situation in Hanzhong is stable. "
"In addition, I plan to let general Yu lead the army to attack the state of song." Cheng Chiba stands in front of the map.
"Attack Song Dynasty?" Zhang Fu's eyes brightened.
"Yes, Song Dynasty. This time, I will take the whole territory of the state of song. " Cheng Chiba turned to look at Zhang Fu, "we have a lot of talents in Jin Dynasty. We will never have only Qiao Sheng, a general who is good at fighting."
Although the Lord attaches great importance to friendship, he is not unable to listen to his advice. He is even trying to solve the hidden danger in a more appropriate way.
Zhang Fu lowered his head and made a sincere salute.
-
thirty students who were rated as the first class in the grand examination entered the palace of Bianjing, waiting for Cheng Qianyu, king of Jin, to be summoned in person.
Li que was a little nervous. He and Dong Wenbo were both from Dingtao, which was originally the land of the Song Dynasty.
Recently, it is widely spread in Bianjing that the crown prince ji'ang of the Song Dynasty sent assassins to assassinate his master last year. The master's anger is hard to calm down, and he is determined to send troops to attack the Song Dynasty.
"Wenbo." Li que said in a low voice, "do you think the guild has prejudice against us because we used to be people of the Song Dynasty, and is not sure to use the people of the Song Dynasty?"
Dong Bowen shook his head quietly, indicating that he would not talk much here.
I'll see you later. In the examination paper of the grand examination, he discussed that the most important thing for the state of Jin is to vigorously promote agriculture. If the Lord is really a man of insight, he will not give up his good policy because of his geographical view.
A group of people ascended the stone stairs of the pavilion, walked through the long corridor, and first saw a red warden.
The man looked handsome and dignified. He stopped them and ordered the servants in the palace to search them one by one.
Further on, we came to the gate of Chaowu hall. At the front of the gate stood a young female official with her hands on her back. The female official was dressed in strong clothes and had double blades on her waist. She gave them a cold look and went into the hall to report.
After entering the temple, they bowed to the ground.
There is a wheelchair on the right side of the tall desk, and a civil servant is sitting on it. Standing on the left side of a person, with a smile on the front, eyes bending at them.
Behind the desk, there is a figure with golden crown and gorgeous clothes. That is their Lord, the king of the state of Jin.
On the day of Han Quanlin's formal surrender, it began to rain. With the gate of Nanzheng city wide open, Mo Qiaosheng leads his army into the capital of Hanzhong in the rain. The royal family, dressed in white clothes, knelt down at the gate of the city. Mo Qiao Sheng's Horseshoe stops in front of Han Quanlin. He looks at the king of Hanzhong kneeling in the mud. A few years ago, it was also such a rainy season, and their positions changed. Kneeling in front of this man is him. Under the coercion of this man, he once gave up his dignity, and even nearly suffered the most humiliating thing. Today, looking at this skinny man kneeling there, begging. Mo Qiaosheng can still clearly remember that this man was standing in front of him with a disgusting expression, forced him to have no way out, and said to him in his harsh and indifferent voice, "I took off my clothes." The humiliating words of that day are still in my ears. Mo Qiao Sheng's hand pulls the reins tightly in his hand. Too much force causes his knuckles to become white. The cold rain hit his face and slid down his cheek. His heart suddenly strong miss from the Lord, want to return to the Lord side, back to the people that he can wantonly cry, wantonly laugh. The black horseshoe stopped in front of Han Quanlin for a long time. The rain hit Han Quanlin, making him cold and afraid. Han Quanlin could not help but quietly raised his head. In front of him was a black horse with white fog coming out of its nose. On the horse sat a tall figure, who was wearing armor and helmet. The eaves of the pure iron helmet cast a black shadow on the cold face. Can't see that person's facial expression clearly, only two icy eyes shoot out from that shadow, looking at him condescensively. Han Quanlin felt a chill rise on his back. He quickly put his head into the mud. At this moment, he really felt the threat of death. He thought in fear: I, after all, I am the king of a country. Without the order of the king of Jin, he dare not kill me. What's more, I didn't really do anything to him at the beginning. He accepted so many gifts from me, so he should not care about it any more. I don't know how long it took until the rain drenched his clothes, a cold sentence came from his head, "the king of Han doesn't have to be like this, please get up." Han Quanlin was greatly relieved in his heart: look, he really didn't do anything to me. In the evening, Han Quanlin found that he was only under house arrest, and no one was particularly unreasonable to him. His food and daily life were normal. He is a little bit under the heart, the mind also gradually activated up. Mo Qiaosheng is in the residence of Nanzheng City, discussing with Yang Sheng and other ministries how to recruit and demobilize troops to stabilize the situation in Hanzhong. A yuan came in and said, "general, Princess Yuzhu of the Han state asks to see you." "No see." Moqiao did not lift his head. "The princess said," I heard that our Lord loves collecting precious stones. She has a treasure in Hanzhong that she wants to present to the general. " A yuan sent the message to the princess who begged him. Mo Qiao Sheng raised his head, he remembered that the Lord really had this hobby. The Lord always carries a bag of gems with him. He always pours all kinds of gems on the table and plays with his fingers. His face softened a little: "OK, let her in." The princess Yuzhu of Han is a famous beauty in Hanzhong. I saw her jade face and lips, willow waist, slender hands holding a delicate box, a beautiful state, from the door. It was like a bright pearl, suddenly shining into the big account of the Chinese army full of sweat. The tent quieted down for a moment, and everyone's eyes couldn't help being attracted by the princess. Even general moqiao, who had always been serious, showed a surprised expression and stood up, life in the military was boring, and he lived a life of licking blood with a knife. When they are on vacation, these brave men in the army like to say some dirty jokes for fun, or make an appointment to go to those fireworks places to indulge. But although they can fight with them when they drink, they are very self disciplined and never mix with them. It was the first time that they saw general Mo show a different look when they saw a woman. So the generals gave each other a wink and walked out of the account. Mo Qiaosheng looks at the woman who is walking in front of her. The princess is wearing a crimson brocade skirt, with the popular Feixia makeup on her face, a green silk hanging behind her, and a pair of small double rings at the end. is as like as two peas in the official dress when they restored Princess status. At that time, the LORD was wearing such a red train with bright eyes and a flying look. He stretched out his hand and knocked him down in the woods outside Bianjing city.Yuzhu kneels down in front of Mo Qiaosheng, shyly bows her head, revealing a soft neck. She knows that she is very beautiful and has a natural delicate state, which can easily arouse men's pity for jade and capture men's heart. Now she is the father's last weapon, and the father ordered her to conquer this man who could not be conquered in the battlefield. As soon as she entered the door, she was surprised to see the legendary general who was not close to the girl. But when she knelt down in front of the desk, she suddenly felt that the cold and impatient eyes were projected behind the desk. Did I do anything wrong? Yuzhu was a little flustered. She hastened to make her posture more tender and pitiful, and opened the box in her hand. A man's big hand reached out and twisted the contents of the box. "What is this?" Mo Qiao Sheng looked at the scaly gem in his hand, which was not much bigger than the copper coin. This thin stone is like gold, not gold, not jade. It looks ordinary at a glance. If you look at it with light, there are seven colors flowing inside, moving slowly, just like a living creature. "General, it's said that this is a dragon scale. It's the treasure of our country in Hanzhong. My father ordered my slave family to bring it to the general." A sweet voice answered him. "OK, I see. You step back." Mo Qiaosheng turns over the dragon scale twice and puts it into the sleeve. Take it back to my Lord. He should like it. "My father is the same treasure as me To the general. " That sweet voice, with a trace of temptation and coy low said. A yuan is outside the general's tent. He thinks he needs to wait for some time this time. Who knows less than a moment, the curtain of the tent was lifted with a crash, and general Mo came out angrily, holding the princess's collar in his hand, and without pity, he threw the beauty on the land outside the tent. He said coldly, "please respect yourself." The princess got up and cried, calling a pear blossom with rain, "my family respects the general's prestige and is willing to commit to him. Why should the general refuse my family thousands of miles away?" She said in tears, "I heard that the general is the son-in-law of Princess Chiba of Jin, but the general is worried that Princess Chiba doesn't like me? I'm a man of subjugation. I'm helpless. I dare not fight with the princess. I'm willing to serve the general and princess as a slave. Princess, she is a generous person. I think she will be able to accommodate my poor woman The taxi men on duty outside the tent looked at such a beautiful woman and cried miserably. They posted it to the door by themselves. There was no reason why the general didn't want to. They thought that the general should be soft hearted. Who knows, general Mo is not only ignorant of the wind and the moon, but also merciless and hums coldly, "you deserve it!" By the way, he also angered the adjutant a Yuan who was keeping out of the account, "in the future, such a mess of people will not be allowed to enter my account!" A yuan didn't dare to say that the general yourself let people in, so he had to be submissive and bow his head to take the blame. Mo Qiao Sheng no longer pays attention to the crying Princess Yuzhu, throws the curtain and turns back. The guard on duty outside the tent watched the princess cover her face and go away crying. What's the matter? He asked their adjutant a yuan in a low voice: "the general doesn't even look at such a beautiful woman. It must be the Chiba princess that our Lord promised him to be much more beautiful?" A yuan deliberately turned up the volume and said, "that's it! Our Chiba princess is a beautiful woman. How can we compare her with the Han women? She and the princess are so different Inside the tent came a satisfied cough from the general. A yuan breathed a sigh. He followed the general closely for a long time. He gradually felt the general's temper. The Lord and the Chiba princess are the scales of the general. They can't be touched at all. On the contrary, as long as you say something nice about the Lord or Chiba princess, the general will get better soon even if he is angry. - in Chaowu Hall of Bianjing, Zhang Fu rushed into the hall. "What's the matter?" Cheng Chiba looked up at him. "Lord, general Mo took the capital of Han a few days ago and recruited Han Quanlin, the king of Han." "Yes? Isn't it known already? Two days before the victory. " Cheng Qianye is a little strange. "Today, when I received an urgent report, Mo Qiaosheng surrendered superficially. After entering Nanzheng city and controlling the situation, he secretly killed Han Quanlin, king of the Han Dynasty, with a cup of poisonous wine." Zhang Fu said quietly in his heart that according to the secret newspaper I received, Han Quanlin died in great pain. "Oh? That's great. It's killing you. " Cheng Chiba picked an eyebrow, "you don't mind, general Mo is to take my will, execute Han Quanlin." Zhang Fu knew that she was defending Mo Qiao Sheng: "Lord, it's not good to kill him.""It depends on who is right. Mr. Zhang, Han Quanlin is a snake and mouse. He has no reputation. It's useless to keep him. I want him to die. " Zhang Fu choked for a moment. He saw with his own eyes how Han Quanlin humiliated Mo Qiaosheng, who was still a slave. Can he not understand his master's mentality of revenge? "Well, Mr. Zhang, I know what you mean." Cheng Chiba stopped writing, "but it's my preference that Qiao Sheng has made such achievements now. Isn't it his own ability and efforts? As the king of a country, can't I have a heart of tolerance and trust for my generals? " Zhang Fu sighed: "general Mo is indeed an immortal general. I'm just worried... " Cheng Chiba came out and patted Zhang Fu on the shoulder: "although the king of the Han Dynasty has been killed now, the whole territory of Hanzhong has not been leveled, and there are many remaining evils of the Han Army running everywhere. I can't get Qiao Sheng back to Bianjing until the situation in Hanzhong is stable. " "In addition, I plan to let general Yu lead the army to attack the state of song." Cheng Chiba stands in front of the map. "Attack Song Dynasty?" Zhang Fu's eyes brightened. "Yes, Song Dynasty. This time, I will take the whole territory of the state of song. " Cheng Chiba turned to look at Zhang Fu, "we have a lot of talents in Jin Dynasty. We will never have only Qiao Sheng, a general who is good at fighting." Although the Lord attaches great importance to friendship, he is not unable to listen to his advice. He is even trying to solve the hidden danger in a more appropriate way. Zhang Fu lowered his head and made a sincere salute. - thirty students who were rated as the first class in the grand examination entered the palace of Bianjing, waiting for Cheng Qianyu, king of Jin, to be summoned in person. Li que was a little nervous. He and Dong Wenbo were both from Dingtao, which was originally the land of the Song Dynasty. Recently, it is widely spread in Bianjing that the crown prince ji'ang of the Song Dynasty sent assassins to assassinate his master last year. The master's anger is hard to calm down, and he is determined to send troops to attack the Song Dynasty. "Wenbo." Li que said in a low voice, "do you think the guild has prejudice against us because we used to be people of the Song Dynasty, and is not sure to use the people of the Song Dynasty?" Dong Bowen shook his head quietly, indicating that he would not talk much here. I'll see you later. In the examination paper of the grand examination, he discussed that the most important thing for the state of Jin is to vigorously promote agriculture. If the Lord is really a man of insight, he will not give up his good policy because of his geographical view. A group of people ascended the stone stairs of the pavilion, walked through the long corridor, and first saw a red warden. The man looked handsome and dignified. He stopped them and ordered the servants in the palace to search them one by one. Further on, we came to the gate of Chaowu hall. At the front of the gate stood a young female official with her hands on her back. The female official was dressed in strong clothes and had double blades on her waist. She gave them a cold look and went into the hall to report. After entering the temple, they bowed to the ground. There is a wheelchair on the right side of the tall desk, and a civil servant is sitting on it. Standing on the left side of a person, with a smile on the front, eyes bending at them. Behind the desk, there is a figure with golden crown and gorgeous clothes. That is their Lord, the king of the state of Jin.
