Yang Zu visits Wen Yu’s camp at night

Author: Holding Hairpin Star

Yang Zu visits Wen Yu’s camp at night

The next day was a bright and sunny day. The wind blew coolly, causing the hem of the skirt to sway slightly. Under the rain of falling flowers, a loop of arms slowly pulled up the elegant sleeves, and an arrow was placed on it with bare hands.

The bowstring clicked, and the arrow hit the bull's-eye.

Ti Zhen took another arrow and put it on the bowstring, "It's so pitiful. The bottom line is revealed from his expression so quickly. No wonder... he was abandoned by his master so easily."

Wen Xiu's eyes shone slightly, "Zheng Mao is so ambitious that he forces his colleagues to be killed and wants to put you to death. With such unsatisfied desires and insatiable greed, there is no reason to be safe." She smiled softly, "Since Prince Duan Hui is following

The girl also chose to know but not take responsibility, and secretly put more restrictions on him. She must have wanted to play hard to get, otherwise Zheng Mao would not have been able to live such a comfortable and peaceful life these days with his revengeful nature."

Ti Zhen's eyes were filled with frost, and his voice was cold, "Why did the eldest daughter of the Huyan family die? Everyone said that it was Zheng Mao who did it. Liu Wenyu was so scared, how could he act rashly and force people to jump over the wall? It would be better to

We secretly set up defenses, and despite the changes, the more he remained unmoved, the more Zheng Mao couldn't figure out the bottom line and dared not advance. The more we both knew and didn't say anything, the more Zheng Mao became frightened and had trouble sleeping and eating. This is called heart-breaking.

"

Ti Zhen curled his lips in disdain, flashing a bright beauty, "What's more, he and Hu Yanyan are the same kind of people. The difference is only fifty steps and five hundred steps. They both have loyal faces and dirty selfishness. The reason why they welcomed him back

Liu Wenyu regarded him as a puppet in order to support the founding of the country and control the government, which is basically the same as the Que family."

However, Wenxiu felt sad and broke into a cold sweat for a moment, "Prince Duanhui wants to break out of the tight siege, but he is surrounded by internal and external troubles and powerful enemies."

A dark shadow appeared on the tip of Ti Zhen's brow, like a needle tip, and he released the cold arrow in his hand, "The tighter the bow string is, the greater the backlash will be, the deeper the power will be accumulated, and the more stable the arrow will be fired. Once the target is accurate,

When the time comes, even jackals, tigers and leopards can... kill four in one shot."

Wenxiu looked at the red bull's-eye of the arrow and hesitated, "Can Prince Duanhui be so cruel?"

She didn't take it seriously, her expression was like a calm lake, without a trace of ripples, "If Liu Wenyu doesn't kill him, the overall situation will kill him."

Cao You came back from outside. As he walked here, he didn't forget to pick up a new arrow in the basket and handed it to the string. He said with a solemn face, "Just now, the secret whistle of the caravan horse race said that Prince Duanhui and his entourage arrived at three o'clock in the morning."

I'm out of town, please don't worry, girl."

She glanced at him casually and took it with Bai Ruyu's hand, "Remember to ask the people behind you to clean up your whereabouts and never leave any traces."

Cao Er responded, "They know what they are doing. They are all veterans who are used to it and have practiced hard."

The man raised his chin, his head full of pearls swaying under the bright sky, "That's good."

Cao Er's eyes narrowed with deep meaning, and the words poured into her ears briefly and neatly, "Hu Yanyan has received the letter."

Ti Zhen put his head over, and the bowstring in his hand immediately loosened its strength. He smiled and threw it to him.

"No more training, get ready to eat."

At that time, Wen Yu had been out of the city for three days. He was guided along the way by Ti Zhen's customs clearance documents. His demeanor was traceless and his leaves were shaking silently.

Slowly, the whole team took a break in front of a lake in the suburbs. They poured water and started a fire. He also wrapped his cloak tightly and rested on a stone pier.

Looking up, the willows in the night are green and the full moon is full in the morning breeze, which is quite touching. Even the lake water is showing the soft color of haze due to the gentleness of spring. It happens to be the fifteenth day of the day, so a bright moon rising on the lake is particularly beautiful.

It's so big that no one can look at it.

Guan Tong poured a new bottle of water and handed it to Jun Yu. He turned around and glanced at Zheng Mao's slightly purple eyes, and said in a soft voice like a mosquito, "Zheng Mao's condition is getting worse and worse these days."

Wen Yushun glanced away, his eyes silent as if they were lit candles, "He is a thief and his heart is too weak, so he has trouble sleeping and eating. I will give him some tranquilizing medicine soon."

Guan Tong frowned.

Wen Yu paused slightly, with a gentle look on his face, "Actually, there's nothing wrong with being able to escape early. Before it causes a big disaster, you can still preserve your reputation."

The branches snapped and were broken, and the squeaking sound was like a wisp of cool wind blowing into my ears. Before it dispersed, I saw a figure flashing in the woods behind the bonfire.

Guan Tong was shocked and stood up quickly, "Who is it?"

The figures in the woods are getting closer and closer, and the sound of a horse's hoofs can be gradually heard. The tension around them has not diminished. Slowly, a young man can be seen tightening the reins in the dust, stepping on tiptoes, and soon

A cross leg landed very lightly.

This man has beautiful features, eyebrows as long as scimitars, a pair of auspicious eyes as bright as gems, pale skin, a full head of dreadlocks half hanging behind his back, wearing a black slim-fitting robe with tight sleeves, and a pair of silver rings in his left ear.

, quite a bit evil-looking.

He bowed politely to Wen Yu, then took out a piece of customs clearance document from Shifang from his waist and showed it to him, "Please also ask the young master to disarm the troops and allow me to come in and talk."

Zheng Mao stared at him with eyes like bright lanterns, as if he could shoot a gun from his eyes in the next second, but he was so sick that he couldn't even ask questions. He could only watch Wen Yu lead the people into the camp.

"It's our own people, let's all go their separate ways."

They walked side by side to a quiet place, and the young man revealed a comfortable smile, "My name is An Dayangzu, and I was entrusted by my eldest sister to escort the young master personally.

Hearing the criticism in his words, Wen Yu was stunned for a moment, and his heart jumped, "Ti Zhen?"

Yang Zuo smiled resolutely, "Yes, I am her foster brother. She asked me to take care of the young master to help him succeed. If the young master has anything to do, you can ask Yang Zuo. Of course, I am not taking care of everything, but I still save face.

Yes, but I still have to listen to my eldest sister."

Guan Tong was already angry with Ti Zhen, but now he heard him speak and became even more angry, "You listen to your girl, why do you have to come to do things for the master!"

Yang Zu raised his nose and rolled his eyes at him, "You are young and your ears are not very good. I told you that it was my sister who asked me to do things for the young master."

"When I ask you to do something, you don't just follow your master's lead, but instead ask your sister? What is this called doing something!"

Yang Zuo didn't bow his head, "My sister asked me to help the young master succeed. I did what my sister asked me to do. I'm not here to serve as your young master's slave. Why are you such a talkative slave?"

Guan Tong was so angry at the word "slave" that he pointed at him with his index finger, his body straightened up, and suddenly he pressed his hand down with a wave of his white sleeves, "Don't be rude!"

Yang Tu said cheerfully, "Sure enough, the young master is a reasonable and wonderful man."

Guan Tong angrily carried the kettle to the lake. Wen Yu turned his eyes and looked at him carefully. He saw that he was still young, about fourteen years old. It was inevitable that some brothers would care about their younger brothers. From the bonfire,

He took his own food and handed it over.

"They just roasted the hare. You are tired from the long journey, so you might as well use some. Don't blame it on the fact that sleeping in the open air is not delicious."

Yang Zuo said politely and reached out to take it, "Thank you, sir, I like eating meat the most."

He took a few big mouthfuls and remembered something, and the expression on his face gradually became serious, "The day before yesterday, Que Zhun put pressure on Liu Yao, and wanted to seize the title because of the poor quality of the gold he had paid for enshrinement, unless Liu Yao was willing to pay.

It is decreed that the Que family should be the main servant in the world, and he should be the first person to be disobedient."

Hearing this, Wen Yu's expression suddenly turned from the tenderness of spring to the ice of wind and snow, "Mr. Que's crime is beyond investigation, has he actually reached the point where he wants to incriminate himself?"

The moonlight was not very clear, and the mist seemed to be separated by a veil, covering Yang Zuo's face, "Liu Yao is in a dilemma, I am afraid that the young master will be punished."

With the dim moon under the sky, Wen Yu looked very calm, "This trip is inherently dangerous and unpredictable, I know it from the bottom of my heart."

Yang Zuo smiled slightly, "Fortunately, you can reunite with Duke Zhending tomorrow. With reinforcements, your chances of winning are at least half greater."

Wen Yu's eyes moved, and his gaze gradually became silent.

After this article there will be several chapters focusing on the male protagonist.

But please read it carefully because there is a lot of foreshadowing.

There seems to be no heroine, but in fact the heroine is everywhere, and the heroine's plots are always interspersed in it, laying the foundation for the subsequent Machiavellian camp.

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