Chapter 7
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After a day and night of cleaning the battlefield, bianzhou city opened four gates to welcome the Allied troops.
On this day, all kinds of battle flags covered the sky, and all the princes ordered the troops of Qi and entered bianzhou.
Mo Qiao Sheng leads his team, waiting in the shadow of the city wall.
There was no need to enter the city because of the large number of slaves. After sending the Lord to the city, he would be stationed in the open space outside the city.
When the banner embroidered with Jin characters fluttered by, moqiao could not help looking for the figure.
Not long after that, I saw the dragon sword, the elite and strong general surrounded by a canopy of the eight bar Yu mighty came.
There was a young Lord with a golden crown on his head and a jade crown on his face.
He leaned slightly, listening to the attendant.
A handsome attendant accompanied by a sedan chair with a slightly red face, said something, and the Marquis of Jin and Yue began to smile.
The smiling face of Mo bridge follows his eyes in the sunshine.
"Is that the Marquis of Jin and Yue? It does look like a gentle master. " Feng stood beside Mo Qiao Sheng and said slightly.
"You're imagining being his slave? Don't be silly. People like us can only live and die according to fate. Where can we have the right to choose our own life? "
Ah Feng's mean voice rang out in her ears.
However, "to be his slave" is like a seed, which is instantly planted in moqiao's humble heart, and even immediately sprouts a pitiful bud.
Jin Yue Hou's eyes seem to come over unintentionally, and Mo Qiao Sheng can't help but feel a little nervous.
That adult, will you see me?
No, no, so many people, how could he see a slave like me.
But the prince sitting high in the sedan chair seemed to nod his head with a smile and raised his finger slightly.
Mo Qiao Sheng pulls his hands tightly and lowers his head.
He felt the sprout of delusion in his heart, like the vine in the field, growing up crazily and binding the whole heart.
This master, he not only gives me food and clothes, but most importantly, he does not force me to do what I hate most.
He was so gentle, considerate of my physical weakness, giving me all kinds of care.
Even he respected the dignity of a slave. Even when he was drugged, he didn't take off my clothes.
If I am lucky enough to be a slave of such a lord, I will be loyal to him to the death.
Unfortunately,
these are delusions.
……
Cheng Qianye sits on the rickety sedan chair, listening to Xiao Xiu's funny words.
Cheng Chiba thought, the privileged class is really good, so many people are walking with beautiful attendants at any time, trying their best to make you happy.
But I really don't like the way of fighting, being a lord and seizing territory.
My hobbies are playing the piano, going to bars, bullying my brother, and earning a little money at most.
My God, when can I get rid of this life with the goal of dominating the world and return to my modern society full of vulgar tastes? Can I just hand in the system?
In the dark crowd like ants, Cheng Qianye sees a familiar figure. His clear blue looks so outstanding in the turbid color.
It's the slave of the night before. He's looking at me, too.
Although Cheng Chiba has not yet figured out why individuals have such beautiful colors.
But it's rare and fascinating.
Just as people are naturally attracted by beautiful things, Cheng Chiba can't help being more kind to such people.
Cheng Chiba slightly raised his hand and said hello to him.
He bowed his head. Was he shy?
It's pitiful and lovely.
In such a dense crowd, he was the only one with beautiful and eye-catching colors, which made me see him at a glance.
Like a huge gem, people can hardly move their eyes.
Cheng Chiba touches his chin. I'll get him to his side.
She said to Xiao Xiu, "go and find out what the old pervert of Weibei Hou likes besides men."
After entering the city, Cheng Qianye first robbed himself of a residence with beautiful architecture and pleasant environment, which is said to be a princess mansion of the previous dynasty.
Now that I have seen that LV Yao is not really around me.
Cheng Qianye was too lazy to show his hypocrisy and simply sent him to deal with the common affairs. Only Xiao Xiu was left to wait on him, so that outsiders would not feel that childe Yu's temperament changed too much.
LV Yao was more interested in the title of the newly appointed "general manager" than in the title of "the first man around the Lord".With great enthusiasm, he quickly put himself into his new post and took care of Cheng Qianye's daily life in a comfortable and orderly way.
It's a pity that Cheng Chiba doesn't have much time to enjoy the luxurious life of the ancient nobles.
She was not allowed to participate in the military meetings, big and small, held by Li Wenguang.
These men were excited by the victory, discussing all kinds of military affairs and tactics day and night.
Some people suggest that the land and water should go hand in hand to take back the lost land.
It has been suggested that the army should be divided into three routes, echo each other and gradually expand the base areas.
There was a lot of debate.
Cheng Qianye couldn't understand, and he couldn't walk.
But she really doesn't want to fight this kind of war, which is inexplicable to her.
So she said that she could lead the Ministry to stay in the city, consolidate the rear base and provide security for the front line.
The princes were stunned for a moment, and then praised her for being upright and prudent, taking the overall situation into consideration, and being loyal and righteous.
But Cheng Chiba very clearly see, everyone behind a rise, see idiots will appear when the emotional color.
make complaints about
, rather baffling all over the place, and hang up for a while, and then fight for a moment.
When you all get out of here, let me calm down, rest, smooth out, what kind of ghost world I'm wearing.
When she came out of the conference room, Zhang Fu, one of her staff, followed her and asked, "why do you want to lead our department to stay in bianzhou?"
Cheng Chiba likes Zhang Fu very much in her heart, although she knows that Zhang Fu doesn't like her.
In her inherited memory, Zhang Fu was indeed a resourceful and famous man. At a young age, he was the most trusted aide of the Marquis Wei of the Jin Dynasty.
Cheng Chiba is a newcomer, and he is blind everywhere. In fact, he also hopes to get such a sincere help.
What's more, the Amethyst like color on his body really makes Cheng Chiba like it.
So Cheng Chiba is always subconscious, with some flattery to him, hoping that he can slowly like himself.
At this time, she could not say that she wanted to rest and was afraid of fighting.
So she stammered: "I think although the number of allies is large, their morale is not uniform. Although they won the battle for a while, they seem to have high morale. But it's hard to say when the front line is long. It's enough for us to occupy this bianzhou and make sure that the people's livelihood and city defense of this city are well managed and included in the territory of our great Jin Dynasty. "
Zhang Fu picked his eyebrows a little, showing a little surprise. "I see. My Lord is really far sighted. I can't reach him."
Cheng Chiba takes a long breath. He knows that Zhang Fu doesn't agree with her.
But the feeling of disdain and disdain that always haunted him, at least not deepened by his own nonsense.
For an ordinary white-collar worker just before crossing, the problems that need to be solved at this moment are just a lot of confusion.
She could only entrust Xiao Jin, the only one she could trust, with military supplies and logistics.
Then he Lanzhen and Yu dunsu, whom he liked, were placed in charge of the training of the soldiers.
Of course, Cheng Chiba, the veteran left behind by the Duke of Jin Wei, does not dare to move their position easily at present.
Although many of them, like Zhang Fu, are respectful to Cheng Chiba on the surface, in fact, they are always disdainful.
But it's no wonder that they, the elder brother replaced by Cheng Chiba, turned out to be an unreliable wine bag.
These things can be done slowly.
Now, for Cheng Chiba, the most important thing is a small thing.
She can't ride a horse.
In this era of war, as the ruler of a vassal state, it's hard to say that he can't ride a horse.
Although childe Yu is a drunken man who does not become martial arts, and his riding skill is not consummate, he will ride a horse anyway.
And she Cheng Chiba, if always sitting in the sedan chair, or at a critical time even the horse can not climb up, it is to show.
Therefore, as soon as she got out of the meeting, Cheng Qianye quietly selected a few of her followers and led her yellow puma to practice riding in an open space outside the city.
This yellow Puma is the mount left by Wei Hou of the old Jin Dynasty. It is a famous horse of thousands of miles.
It has thin eyes, long body, smooth yellow hair and plum blossom like white spots. It is very handsome.
Cheng Chiba is a modern man who knows nothing about riding.
She ignored a key problem - the more Shenjun's horse, the less suitable it is for novices.
With the help of her entourage, she climbed up the horse's back and just put her foot in the pedal, the Yellow puma rushed out.Cheng Chiba was so scared that he forgot all kinds of Riding Tips and held the horse's neck tightly.
There were a lot of shouting from behind.
"Lord, hold on to the reins."
"Clamp the horse's belly."
"Come on, somebody help the Lord!"
Beside his ears was the sound of the wind, and on both sides was the scene of rapid retreat.
Cheng Chiba no longer cared about the image, and cried out: "help
She glimpsed a dark shadow flying out of the road.
The black figure ran wildly behind the galloping horse, but gradually narrowed the distance between the people and the horses, and finally got to Cheng Chiba's side.
The man was so fast that he could run as fast as the horse. He held out a big hand, grasped the reins of the horse, tightened the reins and slowed down slowly. As soon as he finally stopped, he pushed his feet on the ground and forced the horse to stop with a long hiss.
Cheng Chiba is helped off the horse by a powerful arm. Her legs are soft and her feet are soft. Her heart is pounding and beating. It took her half a day to calm down.
This just see to come to rescue of man, is that slave Mo Qiao living.
At the moment, he was wearing a black skirt, kneeling on one knee in front of him, a pair of bright eyes like stars, looking at himself with concern.
For the rest of his life, Cheng Chiba stroked his chest and gave him a forced smile.
Mo Qiaosheng folded his palms in front of his forehead and bowed to the ground.
Cheng Chiba's attendants are catching up at the moment.
They surrounded Cheng Chiba, or helped, or patted ash, or worried inquiry, all showed sincere concern.
But in Cheng Chiba's eyes, most of these people are more or less iron blue.
That kind of iron cyan, which Cheng Chiba is very familiar with recently, represents disappointment and disdain.
Only in front of me, the slave crawling in the dust, with a soft orange in the clear blue light.
Silent display, the master of the soul, never export worries and concerns.
Cheng Chiba bent down, took his hand and helped him up.
"Thank you." Thank you for a moment, she asked, "I don't want you to come? Be my slave? "
She saw Mo Qiao Sheng's lips slightly open, and her eyes brightened in an instant.
There is no need for him to answer. Cheng Chiba already knows the answer.
Because she saw that the color, which symbolized strong desire, was steaming like a flame in front of her.
He likes me so much.
Cheng Chiba with a little happy mood, and mohaosheng farewell.
She put on a thin and docile horse of her attendant and planned to continue to run a few circles.
When I get back, I'll look for the old North Warlord and ask him what conditions he wants to sell me. She thinks so.
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After a day and night of cleaning the battlefield, bianzhou city opened four gates to welcome the Allied troops.
On this day, all kinds of battle flags covered the sky, and all the princes ordered the troops of Qi and entered bianzhou.
Mo Qiao Sheng leads his team, waiting in the shadow of the city wall.
There was no need to enter the city because of the large number of slaves. After sending the Lord to the city, he would be stationed in the open space outside the city.
When the banner embroidered with Jin characters fluttered by, moqiao could not help looking for the figure.
Not long after that, I saw the dragon sword, the elite and strong general surrounded by a canopy of the eight bar Yu mighty came.
There was a young Lord with a golden crown on his head and a jade crown on his face.
He leaned slightly, listening to the attendant.
A handsome attendant accompanied by a sedan chair with a slightly red face, said something, and the Marquis of Jin and Yue began to smile.
The smiling face of Mo bridge follows his eyes in the sunshine.
"Is that the Marquis of Jin and Yue? It does look like a gentle master. " Feng stood beside Mo Qiao Sheng and said slightly.
"You're imagining being his slave? Don't be silly. People like us can only live and die according to fate. Where can we have the right to choose our own life? "
Ah Feng's mean voice rang out in her ears.
However, "to be his slave" is like a seed, which is instantly planted in moqiao's humble heart, and even immediately sprouts a pitiful bud.
Jin Yue Hou's eyes seem to come over unintentionally, and Mo Qiao Sheng can't help but feel a little nervous.
That adult, will you see me?
No, no, so many people, how could he see a slave like me.
But the prince sitting high in the sedan chair seemed to nod his head with a smile and raised his finger slightly.
Mo Qiao Sheng pulls his hands tightly and lowers his head.
He felt the sprout of delusion in his heart, like the vine in the field, growing up crazily and binding the whole heart.
This master, he not only gives me food and clothes, but most importantly, he does not force me to do what I hate most.
He was so gentle, considerate of my physical weakness, giving me all kinds of care.
Even he respected the dignity of a slave. Even when he was drugged, he didn't take off my clothes.
If I am lucky enough to be a slave of such a lord, I will be loyal to him to the death.
Unfortunately,
these are delusions.
……
Cheng Qianye sits on the rickety sedan chair, listening to Xiao Xiu's funny words.
Cheng Chiba thought, the privileged class is really good, so many people are walking with beautiful attendants at any time, trying their best to make you happy.
But I really don't like the way of fighting, being a lord and seizing territory.
My hobbies are playing the piano, going to bars, bullying my brother, and earning a little money at most.
My God, when can I get rid of this life with the goal of dominating the world and return to my modern society full of vulgar tastes? Can I just hand in the system?
In the dark crowd like ants, Cheng Qianye sees a familiar figure. His clear blue looks so outstanding in the turbid color.
It's the slave of the night before. He's looking at me, too.
Although Cheng Chiba has not yet figured out why individuals have such beautiful colors.
But it's rare and fascinating.
Just as people are naturally attracted by beautiful things, Cheng Chiba can't help being more kind to such people.
Cheng Chiba slightly raised his hand and said hello to him.
He bowed his head. Was he shy?
It's pitiful and lovely.
In such a dense crowd, he was the only one with beautiful and eye-catching colors, which made me see him at a glance.
Like a huge gem, people can hardly move their eyes.
Cheng Chiba touches his chin. I'll get him to his side.
She said to Xiao Xiu, "go and find out what the old pervert of Weibei Hou likes besides men."
After entering the city, Cheng Qianye first robbed himself of a residence with beautiful architecture and pleasant environment, which is said to be a princess mansion of the previous dynasty.
Now that I have seen that LV Yao is not really around me.
Cheng Qianye was too lazy to show his hypocrisy and simply sent him to deal with the common affairs. Only Xiao Xiu was left to wait on him, so that outsiders would not feel that childe Yu's temperament changed too much.
LV Yao was more interested in the title of the newly appointed "general manager" than in the title of "the first man around the Lord".With great enthusiasm, he quickly put himself into his new post and took care of Cheng Qianye's daily life in a comfortable and orderly way.
It's a pity that Cheng Chiba doesn't have much time to enjoy the luxurious life of the ancient nobles.
She was not allowed to participate in the military meetings, big and small, held by Li Wenguang.
These men were excited by the victory, discussing all kinds of military affairs and tactics day and night.
Some people suggest that the land and water should go hand in hand to take back the lost land.
It has been suggested that the army should be divided into three routes, echo each other and gradually expand the base areas.
There was a lot of debate.
Cheng Qianye couldn't understand, and he couldn't walk.
But she really doesn't want to fight this kind of war, which is inexplicable to her.
So she said that she could lead the Ministry to stay in the city, consolidate the rear base and provide security for the front line.
The princes were stunned for a moment, and then praised her for being upright and prudent, taking the overall situation into consideration, and being loyal and righteous.
But Cheng Chiba very clearly see, everyone behind a rise, see idiots will appear when the emotional color.
make complaints about
, rather baffling all over the place, and hang up for a while, and then fight for a moment.
When you all get out of here, let me calm down, rest, smooth out, what kind of ghost world I'm wearing.
When she came out of the conference room, Zhang Fu, one of her staff, followed her and asked, "why do you want to lead our department to stay in bianzhou?"
Cheng Chiba likes Zhang Fu very much in her heart, although she knows that Zhang Fu doesn't like her.
In her inherited memory, Zhang Fu was indeed a resourceful and famous man. At a young age, he was the most trusted aide of the Marquis Wei of the Jin Dynasty.
Cheng Chiba is a newcomer, and he is blind everywhere. In fact, he also hopes to get such a sincere help.
What's more, the Amethyst like color on his body really makes Cheng Chiba like it.
So Cheng Chiba is always subconscious, with some flattery to him, hoping that he can slowly like himself.
At this time, she could not say that she wanted to rest and was afraid of fighting.
So she stammered: "I think although the number of allies is large, their morale is not uniform. Although they won the battle for a while, they seem to have high morale. But it's hard to say when the front line is long. It's enough for us to occupy this bianzhou and make sure that the people's livelihood and city defense of this city are well managed and included in the territory of our great Jin Dynasty. "
Zhang Fu picked his eyebrows a little, showing a little surprise. "I see. My Lord is really far sighted. I can't reach him."
Cheng Chiba takes a long breath. He knows that Zhang Fu doesn't agree with her.
But the feeling of disdain and disdain that always haunted him, at least not deepened by his own nonsense.
For an ordinary white-collar worker just before crossing, the problems that need to be solved at this moment are just a lot of confusion.
She could only entrust Xiao Jin, the only one she could trust, with military supplies and logistics.
Then he Lanzhen and Yu dunsu, whom he liked, were placed in charge of the training of the soldiers.
Of course, Cheng Chiba, the veteran left behind by the Duke of Jin Wei, does not dare to move their position easily at present.
Although many of them, like Zhang Fu, are respectful to Cheng Chiba on the surface, in fact, they are always disdainful.
But it's no wonder that they, the elder brother replaced by Cheng Chiba, turned out to be an unreliable wine bag.
These things can be done slowly.
Now, for Cheng Chiba, the most important thing is a small thing.
She can't ride a horse.
In this era of war, as the ruler of a vassal state, it's hard to say that he can't ride a horse.
Although childe Yu is a drunken man who does not become martial arts, and his riding skill is not consummate, he will ride a horse anyway.
And she Cheng Chiba, if always sitting in the sedan chair, or at a critical time even the horse can not climb up, it is to show.
Therefore, as soon as she got out of the meeting, Cheng Qianye quietly selected a few of her followers and led her yellow puma to practice riding in an open space outside the city.
This yellow Puma is the mount left by Wei Hou of the old Jin Dynasty. It is a famous horse of thousands of miles.
It has thin eyes, long body, smooth yellow hair and plum blossom like white spots. It is very handsome.
Cheng Chiba is a modern man who knows nothing about riding.
She ignored a key problem - the more Shenjun's horse, the less suitable it is for novices.
With the help of her entourage, she climbed up the horse's back and just put her foot in the pedal, the Yellow puma rushed out.Cheng Chiba was so scared that he forgot all kinds of Riding Tips and held the horse's neck tightly.
There were a lot of shouting from behind.
"Lord, hold on to the reins."
"Clamp the horse's belly."
"Come on, somebody help the Lord!"
Beside his ears was the sound of the wind, and on both sides was the scene of rapid retreat.
Cheng Chiba no longer cared about the image, and cried out: "help
She glimpsed a dark shadow flying out of the road.
The black figure ran wildly behind the galloping horse, but gradually narrowed the distance between the people and the horses, and finally got to Cheng Chiba's side.
The man was so fast that he could run as fast as the horse. He held out a big hand, grasped the reins of the horse, tightened the reins and slowed down slowly. As soon as he finally stopped, he pushed his feet on the ground and forced the horse to stop with a long hiss.
Cheng Chiba is helped off the horse by a powerful arm. Her legs are soft and her feet are soft. Her heart is pounding and beating. It took her half a day to calm down.
This just see to come to rescue of man, is that slave Mo Qiao living.
At the moment, he was wearing a black skirt, kneeling on one knee in front of him, a pair of bright eyes like stars, looking at himself with concern.
For the rest of his life, Cheng Chiba stroked his chest and gave him a forced smile.
Mo Qiaosheng folded his palms in front of his forehead and bowed to the ground.
Cheng Chiba's attendants are catching up at the moment.
They surrounded Cheng Chiba, or helped, or patted ash, or worried inquiry, all showed sincere concern.
But in Cheng Chiba's eyes, most of these people are more or less iron blue.
That kind of iron cyan, which Cheng Chiba is very familiar with recently, represents disappointment and disdain.
Only in front of me, the slave crawling in the dust, with a soft orange in the clear blue light.
Silent display, the master of the soul, never export worries and concerns.
Cheng Chiba bent down, took his hand and helped him up.
"Thank you." Thank you for a moment, she asked, "I don't want you to come? Be my slave? "
She saw Mo Qiao Sheng's lips slightly open, and her eyes brightened in an instant.
There is no need for him to answer. Cheng Chiba already knows the answer.
Because she saw that the color, which symbolized strong desire, was steaming like a flame in front of her.
He likes me so much.
Cheng Chiba with a little happy mood, and mohaosheng farewell.
She put on a thin and docile horse of her attendant and planned to continue to run a few circles.
When I get back, I'll look for the old North Warlord and ask him what conditions he wants to sell me. She thinks so.
After a day and night of cleaning the battlefield, bianzhou city opened four gates to welcome the Allied troops. On this day, all kinds of battle flags covered the sky, and all the princes ordered the troops of Qi and entered bianzhou. Mo Qiao Sheng leads his team, waiting in the shadow of the city wall. There was no need to enter the city because of the large number of slaves. After sending the Lord to the city, he would be stationed in the open space outside the city. When the banner embroidered with Jin characters fluttered by, moqiao could not help looking for the figure. Not long after that, I saw the dragon sword, the elite and strong general surrounded by a canopy of the eight bar Yu mighty came. There was a young Lord with a golden crown on his head and a jade crown on his face. He leaned slightly, listening to the attendant. A handsome attendant accompanied by a sedan chair with a slightly red face, said something, and the Marquis of Jin and Yue began to smile. The smiling face of Mo bridge follows his eyes in the sunshine. "Is that the Marquis of Jin and Yue? It does look like a gentle master. " Feng stood beside Mo Qiao Sheng and said slightly. "You're imagining being his slave? Don't be silly. People like us can only live and die according to fate. Where can we have the right to choose our own life? " Ah Feng's mean voice rang out in her ears. However, "to be his slave" is like a seed, which is instantly planted in moqiao's humble heart, and even immediately sprouts a pitiful bud. Jin Yue Hou's eyes seem to come over unintentionally, and Mo Qiao Sheng can't help but feel a little nervous. That adult, will you see me? No, no, so many people, how could he see a slave like me. But the prince sitting high in the sedan chair seemed to nod his head with a smile and raised his finger slightly. Mo Qiao Sheng pulls his hands tightly and lowers his head. He felt the sprout of delusion in his heart, like the vine in the field, growing up crazily and binding the whole heart. This master, he not only gives me food and clothes, but most importantly, he does not force me to do what I hate most. He was so gentle, considerate of my physical weakness, giving me all kinds of care. Even he respected the dignity of a slave. Even when he was drugged, he didn't take off my clothes. If I am lucky enough to be a slave of such a lord, I will be loyal to him to the death. Unfortunately, these are delusions. Cheng Qianye sits on the rickety sedan chair, listening to Xiao Xiu's funny words. Cheng Chiba thought, the privileged class is really good, so many people are walking with beautiful attendants at any time, trying their best to make you happy. But I really don't like the way of fighting, being a lord and seizing territory. My hobbies are playing the piano, going to bars, bullying my brother, and earning a little money at most. My God, when can I get rid of this life with the goal of dominating the world and return to my modern society full of vulgar tastes? Can I just hand in the system? In the dark crowd like ants, Cheng Qianye sees a familiar figure. His clear blue looks so outstanding in the turbid color. It's the slave of the night before. He's looking at me, too. Although Cheng Chiba has not yet figured out why individuals have such beautiful colors. But it's rare and fascinating. Just as people are naturally attracted by beautiful things, Cheng Chiba can't help being more kind to such people. Cheng Chiba slightly raised his hand and said hello to him. He bowed his head. Was he shy? It's pitiful and lovely. In such a dense crowd, he was the only one with beautiful and eye-catching colors, which made me see him at a glance. Like a huge gem, people can hardly move their eyes. Cheng Chiba touches his chin. I'll get him to his side. She said to Xiao Xiu, "go and find out what the old pervert of Weibei Hou likes besides men." After entering the city, Cheng Qianye first robbed himself of a residence with beautiful architecture and pleasant environment, which is said to be a princess mansion of the previous dynasty. Now that I have seen that LV Yao is not really around me. Cheng Qianye was too lazy to show his hypocrisy and simply sent him to deal with the common affairs. Only Xiao Xiu was left to wait on him, so that outsiders would not feel that childe Yu's temperament changed too much. LV Yao was more interested in the title of the newly appointed "general manager" than in the title of "the first man around the Lord".With great enthusiasm, he quickly put himself into his new post and took care of Cheng Qianye's daily life in a comfortable and orderly way. It's a pity that Cheng Chiba doesn't have much time to enjoy the luxurious life of the ancient nobles. She was not allowed to participate in the military meetings, big and small, held by Li Wenguang. These men were excited by the victory, discussing all kinds of military affairs and tactics day and night. Some people suggest that the land and water should go hand in hand to take back the lost land. It has been suggested that the army should be divided into three routes, echo each other and gradually expand the base areas. There was a lot of debate. Cheng Qianye couldn't understand, and he couldn't walk. But she really doesn't want to fight this kind of war, which is inexplicable to her. So she said that she could lead the Ministry to stay in the city, consolidate the rear base and provide security for the front line. The princes were stunned for a moment, and then praised her for being upright and prudent, taking the overall situation into consideration, and being loyal and righteous. But Cheng Chiba very clearly see, everyone behind a rise, see idiots will appear when the emotional color. make complaints about , rather baffling all over the place, and hang up for a while, and then fight for a moment. When you all get out of here, let me calm down, rest, smooth out, what kind of ghost world I'm wearing. When she came out of the conference room, Zhang Fu, one of her staff, followed her and asked, "why do you want to lead our department to stay in bianzhou?" Cheng Chiba likes Zhang Fu very much in her heart, although she knows that Zhang Fu doesn't like her. In her inherited memory, Zhang Fu was indeed a resourceful and famous man. At a young age, he was the most trusted aide of the Marquis Wei of the Jin Dynasty. Cheng Chiba is a newcomer, and he is blind everywhere. In fact, he also hopes to get such a sincere help. What's more, the Amethyst like color on his body really makes Cheng Chiba like it. So Cheng Chiba is always subconscious, with some flattery to him, hoping that he can slowly like himself. At this time, she could not say that she wanted to rest and was afraid of fighting. So she stammered: "I think although the number of allies is large, their morale is not uniform. Although they won the battle for a while, they seem to have high morale. But it's hard to say when the front line is long. It's enough for us to occupy this bianzhou and make sure that the people's livelihood and city defense of this city are well managed and included in the territory of our great Jin Dynasty. " Zhang Fu picked his eyebrows a little, showing a little surprise. "I see. My Lord is really far sighted. I can't reach him." Cheng Chiba takes a long breath. He knows that Zhang Fu doesn't agree with her. But the feeling of disdain and disdain that always haunted him, at least not deepened by his own nonsense. For an ordinary white-collar worker just before crossing, the problems that need to be solved at this moment are just a lot of confusion. She could only entrust Xiao Jin, the only one she could trust, with military supplies and logistics. Then he Lanzhen and Yu dunsu, whom he liked, were placed in charge of the training of the soldiers. Of course, Cheng Chiba, the veteran left behind by the Duke of Jin Wei, does not dare to move their position easily at present. Although many of them, like Zhang Fu, are respectful to Cheng Chiba on the surface, in fact, they are always disdainful. But it's no wonder that they, the elder brother replaced by Cheng Chiba, turned out to be an unreliable wine bag. These things can be done slowly. Now, for Cheng Chiba, the most important thing is a small thing. She can't ride a horse. In this era of war, as the ruler of a vassal state, it's hard to say that he can't ride a horse. Although childe Yu is a drunken man who does not become martial arts, and his riding skill is not consummate, he will ride a horse anyway. And she Cheng Chiba, if always sitting in the sedan chair, or at a critical time even the horse can not climb up, it is to show. Therefore, as soon as she got out of the meeting, Cheng Qianye quietly selected a few of her followers and led her yellow puma to practice riding in an open space outside the city. This yellow Puma is the mount left by Wei Hou of the old Jin Dynasty. It is a famous horse of thousands of miles. It has thin eyes, long body, smooth yellow hair and plum blossom like white spots. It is very handsome. Cheng Chiba is a modern man who knows nothing about riding. She ignored a key problem - the more Shenjun's horse, the less suitable it is for novices. With the help of her entourage, she climbed up the horse's back and just put her foot in the pedal, the Yellow puma rushed out.Cheng Chiba was so scared that he forgot all kinds of Riding Tips and held the horse's neck tightly. There were a lot of shouting from behind. "Lord, hold on to the reins." "Clamp the horse's belly." "Come on, somebody help the Lord!" Beside his ears was the sound of the wind, and on both sides was the scene of rapid retreat. Cheng Chiba no longer cared about the image, and cried out: "help She glimpsed a dark shadow flying out of the road. The black figure ran wildly behind the galloping horse, but gradually narrowed the distance between the people and the horses, and finally got to Cheng Chiba's side. The man was so fast that he could run as fast as the horse. He held out a big hand, grasped the reins of the horse, tightened the reins and slowed down slowly. As soon as he finally stopped, he pushed his feet on the ground and forced the horse to stop with a long hiss. Cheng Chiba is helped off the horse by a powerful arm. Her legs are soft and her feet are soft. Her heart is pounding and beating. It took her half a day to calm down. This just see to come to rescue of man, is that slave Mo Qiao living. At the moment, he was wearing a black skirt, kneeling on one knee in front of him, a pair of bright eyes like stars, looking at himself with concern. For the rest of his life, Cheng Chiba stroked his chest and gave him a forced smile. Mo Qiaosheng folded his palms in front of his forehead and bowed to the ground. Cheng Chiba's attendants are catching up at the moment. They surrounded Cheng Chiba, or helped, or patted ash, or worried inquiry, all showed sincere concern. But in Cheng Chiba's eyes, most of these people are more or less iron blue. That kind of iron cyan, which Cheng Chiba is very familiar with recently, represents disappointment and disdain. Only in front of me, the slave crawling in the dust, with a soft orange in the clear blue light. Silent display, the master of the soul, never export worries and concerns. Cheng Chiba bent down, took his hand and helped him up. "Thank you." Thank you for a moment, she asked, "I don't want you to come? Be my slave? " She saw Mo Qiao Sheng's lips slightly open, and her eyes brightened in an instant. There is no need for him to answer. Cheng Chiba already knows the answer. Because she saw that the color, which symbolized strong desire, was steaming like a flame in front of her. He likes me so much. Cheng Chiba with a little happy mood, and mohaosheng farewell. She put on a thin and docile horse of her attendant and planned to continue to run a few circles. When I get back, I'll look for the old North Warlord and ask him what conditions he wants to sell me. She thinks so.
