Chapter 99
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Back to the palace.
Cheng Qianye looks at the assassin who is tied up and left in front of her.
This is a very young assassin, almost a teenager.
He was hit by three arrows, bleeding all over the ground, with a piece of cloth in his mouth to prevent him from committing suicide. He curled up motionless and opened his eyes indifferently. There was no special expression on his face, with a little calm.
Cheng Chiba frowned. At such a young age, he was already an experienced assassin. He didn't know how many lives he had touched on his hands. He didn't even care about his own life. He was ready to accept death at any time.
When Yao Tianxiang heard that he had caught the assassin, he rushed to join in the fun.
"This is no longer small. When I married to the state of Lu, I saw smaller ones." She shook her head, reached out and compared with her, "you can't believe that a child of this age can mercilessly take people's lives."
Zhou Zixi suddenly said, "do you know ah Yang?"
The assassin's expression changed. He was obviously surprised. He looked up at Zhou Zixi, then bowed his head and was silent.
He knows ah Yang.
Everyone in the room understood.
"Take it down. It's at your disposal. " Cheng Chiba said to a Jia, then she hesitated for a moment, and added, "don't start too much, save your life."
A Jia picked up the assassin with one hand and went out.
The Lord's heart is too soft. Even an assassin wants to show mercy.
As she took people out, she murmured in her heart,
last time, the Lord ordered that the traitor be killed in public for three days, but she was very decisive.
A Jia looked down at the bandage on her left hand, which was wrapped by the Lord himself.
She raised her white bandaged hand and looked into the sun.
The Lord is really an interesting person.
Forget it, anyway, there are adults Zhang and I staring at her side, soft hearted on the soft hearted bar.
After everyone quits,
Yao Tianxiang lies on Cheng Qianye's desk and looks at her reading the military newspaper: "why do you want to leave him alive, Qianyu
"I..." Cheng Chiba is not paying attention to it. She is holding a knife and is removing the lacquer on the envelope.
Yao Tianxiang continued: "these dead attendants have received cruel training since childhood. They have been taught repeatedly that they must be loyal. Basically, they have no idea of their own. They can only be loyal to their Lord and don't care about their own lives. Don't sympathize with them. "
"As long as they are people, they will have their own ideas." Cheng Chiba kept on.
Yao Tianxiang raised the example around him: "just look at the a Jia around you. As long as she needs to, she can laugh when she's hurt and when she kills. Usually they don't have any expression. They have been trained to kill people and have no feelings of their own. It's no use keeping the assassin's life. "
Don't you have your own feelings? Cheng Qianye took out the letter, twisted it in his hand, and fell into thinking.
She is used to depending on the color of a person when judging whether a person is good or bad.
But this time, she moved a little compassion for the assassin, but it was because of his behavior before he was arrested.
He bullied the little beggar, and at the same time, he divided half of his food - even when he was very hungry.
Cheng Chiba has never seen a person with the color of obsidian. Maybe there is no distinction between good and evil in the pure black world. All his actions depend on his own preferences.
"That man is interesting. Let him live for a few days."
Cheng Chiba unfolds the letter. It's a private letter from moqiao Sheng.
On the thick pages of the letter, he recounted all kinds of situations on the front line.
At the end of the whole article, I wrote a sentence:
I haven't seen my Lord for several months, so I think deeply.
The handwriting of the whole letter is neat, only to this line of words, horizontal is also uneven, vertical is not straight.
Cheng Chiba can almost imagine how Mo Qiaosheng's face turned red. Pen Feng was unsteady. After a long talk, he summoned up courage and added such a sentence.
Cheng Chiba smiles happily.
"What did Qiao Sheng write for you? Laughing like that? " Yao Tianxiang asked curiously.
Cheng Chiba recited the letter and didn't show it to her.
"Well, do you think I'm rare?" Yao Tianxiang rolled his eyes and said, "as for the Mo Qiao Sheng, he can't make a fart on weekdays. Can he write a letter and write flowers?"
"He only wrote one sentence, but I feel happy when I look at it." Cheng Qianye said with a smile.
Yao Tianxiang was excited: "you can't write in this way when you reply to his letter. You must describe it in detail, describe Acacia skillfully, and write it in both voice and color. Let him read it and think about you like crazy."
Cheng Qianye turned out his pen and paper: "OK, give me some advice. What should I write?"
Yao Tianxiang attached to her ear, said: "you write something about the nephrite lamp side embrace, gently push people, want to refuse to meet ah..."In moqiaosheng's Chinese Army account, adjutant a yuan came into the account,
"general, the 800 Li emergency from Zhengzhou."
Mo Qiaosheng took the letter. On the front of the envelope, the words "Zuo Shuchang Qinqi" were written upright. On the back of the envelope, the seal on the lacquer was the private seal of the Lord.
He quickly opened the envelope, took out the letter paper, and just looked at it, then closed it again with a slap,
coughed two times and said, "it's OK, ah yuan, you can step back."
A yuan withdrew from the account, wondering in his heart, what happened in Zhengzhou? The general's face turned red.
Mo Qiaosheng looked around to make sure that there was no one in the tent.
just now, he carefully unfolded the letter paper. The first sentence in the front row was changed to the erotic words in the West Chamber: the general's tears are like pearls, and you are crying to meet me. You are flying towards the soul of Wu hall. It's hard for a thousand gold to buy this scene
Mo Qiao Sheng blushes and heartbeats. If he wants to see it, he has to bear the shame and read it back and forth twice.
"Lord That's true He closed the letter and pressed it against his chest, feeling the heat of his whole body from the inside out.
……
Under the attack of Mo Qiaosheng, Li Wenguang and Marquis of Chu'an,
dog Rong retreated step by step, and the Empress Dowager of dog Rong had no pearl to hide, so she had to take Emperor Shun of Yuan Dynasty to abandon the capital of Ho and flee northward all the way across the Yellow River.
It is said that when crossing the river, there were not enough boats, and the palace people scrambled to get on the boat. Push each other, drowning people do not know geometry.
After the ship was fully loaded, there were still countless dogs who didn't know the water. The soldiers on the ship could only cut off the fingers on the edge of the ship with a knife.
After sailing, the broken fingers in the cabin even had to be thrown into the river.
For a time, the corpse blocked the river and the blood dyed the river red.
The desolation of its appearance made the people who heard it startled.
Li Wenguang took advantage of Shengshi and made great progress all the way. He took back the land lost in Liangzhou, his hometown. Since then, he no longer had to borrow land to wander around. So far, he has been in the northwest.
The Chu an Marquis of Chu state annexed part of the land of Wei state, then gradually became the southern overlord.
The army of Mo Qiaosheng marched all the way to the west, passed through Hangu pass and Shimen, and occupied Fengdu area.
In Zhengzhou.
Cheng Qianye stood in front of a huge map and looked up at the red marching line.
That is the route that Mo Qiaosheng walked all the way. Qiao Sheng has been so far away from her.
"Lord, why don't you order general Mo to occupy ho Jing. But all the way west? " Zhou Zixi was puzzled.
"Ho Jing is the capital of the emperor." Cheng Chiba raised his head, and his eyes fell on the former capital.
"Although the emperor is dead, the meaning of this city is different for people all over the world. Although the state of Jin has gained a lot of strength through this battle, we don't need to be in a hurry to become the target of public criticism
Zhou Zixi followed Cheng Chiba's eyes and said, "apart from Fengdu, what the Lord really wants is..."
Their eyes converged.
"Hanzhong."
"Yes, I want Hanzhong of Han Quanlin."
When Zhou Zixi withdrew from the hall, there was a sense of excitement in his heart.
The Lord has great talent in his heart, and his plans and expectations for the country are more profound than anyone else.
And they have such a consistent goal and dream.
He has followed the Lord to the present day, watching the country gradually become what they want, even better than they think, with the concerted efforts of all.
Today, the state of Jin has become a powerful country with the ability to compete with the Central Plains and realize their dreams.
Perhaps, Zhou Zixi is standing on a node of time, looking at the beginning of a prosperous age.
How lucky I was to meet this Mingjun. Sitting in a wheelchair, Zhou Zixi thought,
for us ministers, different lords bring totally different fates.
He walked slowly out of the palace to the cell.
In the dark cell, the young assassin was hanging.
Ah Jia stood in front of the assassin who was close to her age, lit the instruments of torture in her hand, sighed,
"still not willing to say? With a lord who doesn't care about you. What's the use of being so stubborn? "
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Back to the palace.
Cheng Qianye looks at the assassin who is tied up and left in front of her.
This is a very young assassin, almost a teenager.
He was hit by three arrows, bleeding all over the ground, with a piece of cloth in his mouth to prevent him from committing suicide. He curled up motionless and opened his eyes indifferently. There was no special expression on his face, with a little calm.
Cheng Chiba frowned. At such a young age, he was already an experienced assassin. He didn't know how many lives he had touched on his hands. He didn't even care about his own life. He was ready to accept death at any time.
When Yao Tianxiang heard that he had caught the assassin, he rushed to join in the fun.
"This is no longer small. When I married to the state of Lu, I saw smaller ones." She shook her head, reached out and compared with her, "you can't believe that a child of this age can mercilessly take people's lives."
Zhou Zixi suddenly said, "do you know ah Yang?"
The assassin's expression changed. He was obviously surprised. He looked up at Zhou Zixi, then bowed his head and was silent.
He knows ah Yang.
Everyone in the room understood.
"Take it down. It's at your disposal. " Cheng Chiba said to a Jia, then she hesitated for a moment, and added, "don't start too much, save your life."
A Jia picked up the assassin with one hand and went out.
The Lord's heart is too soft. Even an assassin wants to show mercy.
As she took people out, she murmured in her heart,
last time, the Lord ordered that the traitor be killed in public for three days, but she was very decisive.
A Jia looked down at the bandage on her left hand, which was wrapped by the Lord himself.
She raised her white bandaged hand and looked into the sun.
The Lord is really an interesting person.
Forget it, anyway, there are adults Zhang and I staring at her side, soft hearted on the soft hearted bar.
After everyone quits,
Yao Tianxiang lies on Cheng Qianye's desk and looks at her reading the military newspaper: "why do you want to leave him alive, Qianyu
"I..." Cheng Chiba is not paying attention to it. She is holding a knife and is removing the lacquer on the envelope.
Yao Tianxiang continued: "these dead attendants have received cruel training since childhood. They have been taught repeatedly that they must be loyal. Basically, they have no idea of their own. They can only be loyal to their Lord and don't care about their own lives. Don't sympathize with them. "
"As long as they are people, they will have their own ideas." Cheng Chiba kept on.
Yao Tianxiang raised the example around him: "just look at the a Jia around you. As long as she needs to, she can laugh when she's hurt and when she kills. Usually they don't have any expression. They have been trained to kill people and have no feelings of their own. It's no use keeping the assassin's life. "
Don't you have your own feelings? Cheng Qianye took out the letter, twisted it in his hand, and fell into thinking.
She is used to depending on the color of a person when judging whether a person is good or bad.
But this time, she moved a little compassion for the assassin, but it was because of his behavior before he was arrested.
He bullied the little beggar, and at the same time, he divided half of his food - even when he was very hungry.
Cheng Chiba has never seen a person with the color of obsidian. Maybe there is no distinction between good and evil in the pure black world. All his actions depend on his own preferences.
"That man is interesting. Let him live for a few days."
Cheng Chiba unfolds the letter. It's a private letter from moqiao Sheng.
On the thick pages of the letter, he recounted all kinds of situations on the front line.
At the end of the whole article, I wrote a sentence:
I haven't seen my Lord for several months, so I think deeply.
The handwriting of the whole letter is neat, only to this line of words, horizontal is also uneven, vertical is not straight.
Cheng Chiba can almost imagine how Mo Qiaosheng's face turned red. Pen Feng was unsteady. After a long talk, he summoned up courage and added such a sentence.
Cheng Chiba smiles happily.
"What did Qiao Sheng write for you? Laughing like that? " Yao Tianxiang asked curiously.
Cheng Chiba recited the letter and didn't show it to her.
"Well, do you think I'm rare?" Yao Tianxiang rolled his eyes and said, "as for the Mo Qiao Sheng, he can't make a fart on weekdays. Can he write a letter and write flowers?"
"He only wrote one sentence, but I feel happy when I look at it." Cheng Qianye said with a smile.
Yao Tianxiang was excited: "you can't write in this way when you reply to his letter. You must describe it in detail, describe Acacia skillfully, and write it in both voice and color. Let him read it and think about you like crazy."
Cheng Qianye turned out his pen and paper: "OK, give me some advice. What should I write?"
Yao Tianxiang attached to her ear, said: "you write something about the nephrite lamp side embrace, gently push people, want to refuse to meet ah..."In moqiaosheng's Chinese Army account, adjutant a yuan came into the account,
"general, the 800 Li emergency from Zhengzhou."
Mo Qiaosheng took the letter. On the front of the envelope, the words "Zuo Shuchang Qinqi" were written upright. On the back of the envelope, the seal on the lacquer was the private seal of the Lord.
He quickly opened the envelope, took out the letter paper, and just looked at it, then closed it again with a slap,
coughed two times and said, "it's OK, ah yuan, you can step back."
A yuan withdrew from the account, wondering in his heart, what happened in Zhengzhou? The general's face turned red.
Mo Qiaosheng looked around to make sure that there was no one in the tent.
just now, he carefully unfolded the letter paper. The first sentence in the front row was changed to the erotic words in the West Chamber: the general's tears are like pearls, and you are crying to meet me. You are flying towards the soul of Wu hall. It's hard for a thousand gold to buy this scene
Mo Qiao Sheng blushes and heartbeats. If he wants to see it, he has to bear the shame and read it back and forth twice.
"Lord That's true He closed the letter and pressed it against his chest, feeling the heat of his whole body from the inside out.
……
Under the attack of Mo Qiaosheng, Li Wenguang and Marquis of Chu'an,
dog Rong retreated step by step, and the Empress Dowager of dog Rong had no pearl to hide, so she had to take Emperor Shun of Yuan Dynasty to abandon the capital of Ho and flee northward all the way across the Yellow River.
It is said that when crossing the river, there were not enough boats, and the palace people scrambled to get on the boat. Push each other, drowning people do not know geometry.
After the ship was fully loaded, there were still countless dogs who didn't know the water. The soldiers on the ship could only cut off the fingers on the edge of the ship with a knife.
After sailing, the broken fingers in the cabin even had to be thrown into the river.
For a time, the corpse blocked the river and the blood dyed the river red.
The desolation of its appearance made the people who heard it startled.
Li Wenguang took advantage of Shengshi and made great progress all the way. He took back the land lost in Liangzhou, his hometown. Since then, he no longer had to borrow land to wander around. So far, he has been in the northwest.
The Chu an Marquis of Chu state annexed part of the land of Wei state, then gradually became the southern overlord.
The army of Mo Qiaosheng marched all the way to the west, passed through Hangu pass and Shimen, and occupied Fengdu area.
In Zhengzhou.
Cheng Qianye stood in front of a huge map and looked up at the red marching line.
That is the route that Mo Qiaosheng walked all the way. Qiao Sheng has been so far away from her.
"Lord, why don't you order general Mo to occupy ho Jing. But all the way west? " Zhou Zixi was puzzled.
"Ho Jing is the capital of the emperor." Cheng Chiba raised his head, and his eyes fell on the former capital.
"Although the emperor is dead, the meaning of this city is different for people all over the world. Although the state of Jin has gained a lot of strength through this battle, we don't need to be in a hurry to become the target of public criticism
Zhou Zixi followed Cheng Chiba's eyes and said, "apart from Fengdu, what the Lord really wants is..."
Their eyes converged.
"Hanzhong."
"Yes, I want Hanzhong of Han Quanlin."
When Zhou Zixi withdrew from the hall, there was a sense of excitement in his heart.
The Lord has great talent in his heart, and his plans and expectations for the country are more profound than anyone else.
And they have such a consistent goal and dream.
He has followed the Lord to the present day, watching the country gradually become what they want, even better than they think, with the concerted efforts of all.
Today, the state of Jin has become a powerful country with the ability to compete with the Central Plains and realize their dreams.
Perhaps, Zhou Zixi is standing on a node of time, looking at the beginning of a prosperous age.
How lucky I was to meet this Mingjun. Sitting in a wheelchair, Zhou Zixi thought,
for us ministers, different lords bring totally different fates.
He walked slowly out of the palace to the cell.
In the dark cell, the young assassin was hanging.
Ah Jia stood in front of the assassin who was close to her age, lit the instruments of torture in her hand, sighed,
"still not willing to say? With a lord who doesn't care about you. What's the use of being so stubborn? "
Back to the palace. Cheng Qianye looks at the assassin who is tied up and left in front of her. This is a very young assassin, almost a teenager. He was hit by three arrows, bleeding all over the ground, with a piece of cloth in his mouth to prevent him from committing suicide. He curled up motionless and opened his eyes indifferently. There was no special expression on his face, with a little calm. Cheng Chiba frowned. At such a young age, he was already an experienced assassin. He didn't know how many lives he had touched on his hands. He didn't even care about his own life. He was ready to accept death at any time. When Yao Tianxiang heard that he had caught the assassin, he rushed to join in the fun. "This is no longer small. When I married to the state of Lu, I saw smaller ones." She shook her head, reached out and compared with her, "you can't believe that a child of this age can mercilessly take people's lives." Zhou Zixi suddenly said, "do you know ah Yang?" The assassin's expression changed. He was obviously surprised. He looked up at Zhou Zixi, then bowed his head and was silent. He knows ah Yang. Everyone in the room understood. "Take it down. It's at your disposal. " Cheng Chiba said to a Jia, then she hesitated for a moment, and added, "don't start too much, save your life." A Jia picked up the assassin with one hand and went out. The Lord's heart is too soft. Even an assassin wants to show mercy. As she took people out, she murmured in her heart, last time, the Lord ordered that the traitor be killed in public for three days, but she was very decisive. A Jia looked down at the bandage on her left hand, which was wrapped by the Lord himself. She raised her white bandaged hand and looked into the sun. The Lord is really an interesting person. Forget it, anyway, there are adults Zhang and I staring at her side, soft hearted on the soft hearted bar. After everyone quits, Yao Tianxiang lies on Cheng Qianye's desk and looks at her reading the military newspaper: "why do you want to leave him alive, Qianyu "I..." Cheng Chiba is not paying attention to it. She is holding a knife and is removing the lacquer on the envelope. Yao Tianxiang continued: "these dead attendants have received cruel training since childhood. They have been taught repeatedly that they must be loyal. Basically, they have no idea of their own. They can only be loyal to their Lord and don't care about their own lives. Don't sympathize with them. " "As long as they are people, they will have their own ideas." Cheng Chiba kept on. Yao Tianxiang raised the example around him: "just look at the a Jia around you. As long as she needs to, she can laugh when she's hurt and when she kills. Usually they don't have any expression. They have been trained to kill people and have no feelings of their own. It's no use keeping the assassin's life. " Don't you have your own feelings? Cheng Qianye took out the letter, twisted it in his hand, and fell into thinking. She is used to depending on the color of a person when judging whether a person is good or bad. But this time, she moved a little compassion for the assassin, but it was because of his behavior before he was arrested. He bullied the little beggar, and at the same time, he divided half of his food - even when he was very hungry. Cheng Chiba has never seen a person with the color of obsidian. Maybe there is no distinction between good and evil in the pure black world. All his actions depend on his own preferences. "That man is interesting. Let him live for a few days." Cheng Chiba unfolds the letter. It's a private letter from moqiao Sheng. On the thick pages of the letter, he recounted all kinds of situations on the front line. At the end of the whole article, I wrote a sentence: I haven't seen my Lord for several months, so I think deeply. The handwriting of the whole letter is neat, only to this line of words, horizontal is also uneven, vertical is not straight. Cheng Chiba can almost imagine how Mo Qiaosheng's face turned red. Pen Feng was unsteady. After a long talk, he summoned up courage and added such a sentence. Cheng Chiba smiles happily. "What did Qiao Sheng write for you? Laughing like that? " Yao Tianxiang asked curiously. Cheng Chiba recited the letter and didn't show it to her. "Well, do you think I'm rare?" Yao Tianxiang rolled his eyes and said, "as for the Mo Qiao Sheng, he can't make a fart on weekdays. Can he write a letter and write flowers?" "He only wrote one sentence, but I feel happy when I look at it." Cheng Qianye said with a smile. Yao Tianxiang was excited: "you can't write in this way when you reply to his letter. You must describe it in detail, describe Acacia skillfully, and write it in both voice and color. Let him read it and think about you like crazy." Cheng Qianye turned out his pen and paper: "OK, give me some advice. What should I write?" Yao Tianxiang attached to her ear, said: "you write something about the nephrite lamp side embrace, gently push people, want to refuse to meet ah..."In moqiaosheng's Chinese Army account, adjutant a yuan came into the account, "general, the 800 Li emergency from Zhengzhou." Mo Qiaosheng took the letter. On the front of the envelope, the words "Zuo Shuchang Qinqi" were written upright. On the back of the envelope, the seal on the lacquer was the private seal of the Lord. He quickly opened the envelope, took out the letter paper, and just looked at it, then closed it again with a slap, coughed two times and said, "it's OK, ah yuan, you can step back." A yuan withdrew from the account, wondering in his heart, what happened in Zhengzhou? The general's face turned red. Mo Qiaosheng looked around to make sure that there was no one in the tent. just now, he carefully unfolded the letter paper. The first sentence in the front row was changed to the erotic words in the West Chamber: the general's tears are like pearls, and you are crying to meet me. You are flying towards the soul of Wu hall. It's hard for a thousand gold to buy this scene Mo Qiao Sheng blushes and heartbeats. If he wants to see it, he has to bear the shame and read it back and forth twice. "Lord That's true He closed the letter and pressed it against his chest, feeling the heat of his whole body from the inside out. Under the attack of Mo Qiaosheng, Li Wenguang and Marquis of Chu'an, dog Rong retreated step by step, and the Empress Dowager of dog Rong had no pearl to hide, so she had to take Emperor Shun of Yuan Dynasty to abandon the capital of Ho and flee northward all the way across the Yellow River. It is said that when crossing the river, there were not enough boats, and the palace people scrambled to get on the boat. Push each other, drowning people do not know geometry. After the ship was fully loaded, there were still countless dogs who didn't know the water. The soldiers on the ship could only cut off the fingers on the edge of the ship with a knife. After sailing, the broken fingers in the cabin even had to be thrown into the river. For a time, the corpse blocked the river and the blood dyed the river red. The desolation of its appearance made the people who heard it startled. Li Wenguang took advantage of Shengshi and made great progress all the way. He took back the land lost in Liangzhou, his hometown. Since then, he no longer had to borrow land to wander around. So far, he has been in the northwest. The Chu an Marquis of Chu state annexed part of the land of Wei state, then gradually became the southern overlord. The army of Mo Qiaosheng marched all the way to the west, passed through Hangu pass and Shimen, and occupied Fengdu area. In Zhengzhou. Cheng Qianye stood in front of a huge map and looked up at the red marching line. That is the route that Mo Qiaosheng walked all the way. Qiao Sheng has been so far away from her. "Lord, why don't you order general Mo to occupy ho Jing. But all the way west? " Zhou Zixi was puzzled. "Ho Jing is the capital of the emperor." Cheng Chiba raised his head, and his eyes fell on the former capital. "Although the emperor is dead, the meaning of this city is different for people all over the world. Although the state of Jin has gained a lot of strength through this battle, we don't need to be in a hurry to become the target of public criticism Zhou Zixi followed Cheng Chiba's eyes and said, "apart from Fengdu, what the Lord really wants is..." Their eyes converged. "Hanzhong." "Yes, I want Hanzhong of Han Quanlin." When Zhou Zixi withdrew from the hall, there was a sense of excitement in his heart. The Lord has great talent in his heart, and his plans and expectations for the country are more profound than anyone else. And they have such a consistent goal and dream. He has followed the Lord to the present day, watching the country gradually become what they want, even better than they think, with the concerted efforts of all. Today, the state of Jin has become a powerful country with the ability to compete with the Central Plains and realize their dreams. Perhaps, Zhou Zixi is standing on a node of time, looking at the beginning of a prosperous age. How lucky I was to meet this Mingjun. Sitting in a wheelchair, Zhou Zixi thought, for us ministers, different lords bring totally different fates. He walked slowly out of the palace to the cell. In the dark cell, the young assassin was hanging. Ah Jia stood in front of the assassin who was close to her age, lit the instruments of torture in her hand, sighed, "still not willing to say? With a lord who doesn't care about you. What's the use of being so stubborn? "
