"The Zhou family in Luming Township, Youzhou, was brave and courageous. He was the first soldier to fall into the city. He had outstanding achievements. He petitioned for an edict and promoted him to be the chief of the pavilion and the Yongyi military camp general of the Han Dynasty. He was given three hundred gold, five hundred silver and twenty thousand coins.

, some cattle and sheep, all of them will be rewarded..."

One of Murong Bolie's heralds read out Murong Bolie's general order loudly, shaking his head.

Murong Bolie said he was asking for an order, but in fact he promoted Zhou Fugui to be the chief of the pavilion and the general of the camp. The chief of the pavilion was a low-ranking military official of Yan.

"Zhang Tingzhang, what's the matter? Are you unhappy?" Murong Huiying, who came with the herald, saw Zhou Fugui looking unhappy, so she asked.

Although the pavilion chief is a military minister of Yan Buliu, he can be regarded as having an official position. With an official position, of course he will have a salary. The salary is twenty dendrobiums for food, plus Zhou Fugui's military position to add money, it is still quite considerable, not to mention

Murong Bolie's generous reward was extremely rare for a Han Chinese, so Zhou Fugui should be happy, even ecstatic, but he looked bitter and resentful.

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"Thank you very much, Governor, and thank you very much, Princess." Zhou Fugui forced a smile and thanked him.

"Hmph, come take a walk with me." Murong Huiying hummed.

Zhou Fugui glanced at Murong Huiying and then ordered Li Qing and others: "Divide all the rewards, the dead and the injured more."

"Okay, but camp master, don't you keep some?" Li Qing asked after answering.

Zhou Fugui shook his head and waved his hands, then got on his horse and chased Murong Huiying.

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"Mr. Zhou Ting, there are so many greedy people in the world. There are so many greedy people who love money as much as their lives. But you...don't you love money?"

Zhou Fugui and Murong Huiying rode their horses slowly. After arriving at a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, Murong Huiying turned to look at Zhou Fugui and asked.

"No..." Zhou Fugui shook his head when he heard this and said, "Zhou also loves money. How can he survive in this world without money? He will starve to death. But those brothers who died are still in front of me.

He kept asking me, why is this, why? I feel really uneasy. Only by giving more money to the families of the injured and dead brothers can I ease the depression in my heart."

"There is no one who can't die in a war? Why is Chief Zhou Ting so worried about it?" Murong Huiying heard this and said: "One general can make thousands of bones wither. Don't you know this sentence?"

"Then it depends on why they died!" Zhou Fugui's voice suddenly rose a lot, and he said loudly: "For the country and the people, if you die well, your reputation will last forever! But why did they die?"

"You... actually said such words in front of me? Zhou Fugui, you have never regarded yourself as a member of the Yan Dynasty." Murong Huiying said angrily when she heard this.

"If the country cares about me, then I care about the country. If you drive us to burn, kill, rape and loot, this is not Zhou's country." Zhou Fugui said angrily.

"Zhou Fugui!" Murong Huiying called Zhou Fugui by his name again: "Burning, killing, raping, and looting? It is common for the two countries to engage in war for some killings. I don't think you have seen Xia kill my Yan people.

However, they are equally vicious, so why do you need to be mother-in-law? You are not as good as a woman like me."

Aren't you the ones who sent your troops south to attack Jiangzuo? After Zhou Fugui muttered something in his heart, he stopped talking. If he said any more, he might really get into trouble. He whipped his horse on the crotch and slapped it.

The war horse then ran forward.

"You..." When Murong Huiying saw this, she really wanted to give this guy a whip.

Murong Huiying has never experienced such cowardice since she was a child.

What Uncle Teng Ge said was so right. This guy was a stubborn donkey and a mother-in-law. He was as stubborn as a woman. After Murong Huiying muttered a few words in her heart, she whipped up her horse and caught up with Zhou Fugui.

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"Are you... angry?" I don't know what happened, but Murong Huiying actually took care of Zhou Fugui and asked Zhou Fugui cautiously.

From the day she was born, Murong Huiying had a noble status, and she was well-behaved and pretty. Murong Bolie also doted on her very much. Murong Huiying had been surrounded by her parents, aunts, servants, maids, etc. since she was a child.

He grew up under his care, like stars holding the moon, until now, until Zhou Fugui was born.

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"Young general, you don't dare!" Zhou Fugui said after cupping his hands. Even so, there was a look of disdain and disapproval on his face.

"Zhang Tingzhang..." Murong Huiying pretended not to notice, looked at Zhou Fugui and said, "I know you... you are sad about the death of your fellow countryman."

"Princess..." Murong Huiying's words immediately hit the pain point in Zhou Fugui's heart, so she choked out and said: "They are all human beings, ordinary people with families, their parents, wives and children.

Everyone is eagerly looking forward to their safe return, but now... If Zhou is destined to go back, he doesn't know how to face them. When the two countries are at war, what do the people deserve? Power, land, wealth, etc., are really that important.

? No matter how much it costs the lives of people in the world."

"Master Zhou Ting..." Murong Huiying sighed softly when she heard this: "Everyone in the world is as you think. Won't there never be war in the world? Won't there be peace and prosperity in the world forever? But... this.

..is it possible?"

"Impossible..." Zhou Fugui said dejectedly after hearing this: "Power, land, wealth, etc., are like delicious minced meat, which is addictive to eat, and like opium poppy, which makes people unable to stop eating."

We are people who work as swordsmen, and I work as fish and meat. Zhou Fugui's fate of fish and meat cannot be changed to this day. Maybe Zhou Fugui cannot change it even if he lives in poverty.

"Poppy? What is it?" Murong Huiying asked in surprise when she heard this.

"Uh..." Zhou Fugui thought for a while and said: "It can be said to be a dose of poison. I know it is fatal, but once I taste it, I feel like a moth to the flame."

Poison? Who knows that it is fatal poison, but still insists on tasting it? Murong Huiying found it beyond comprehension.

"Zhang Tingzhang..." Murong Huiying then said to Zhou Fugui: "Everyone who achieves great things is ruthless, but you..."

"But what?" Zhou Fugui asked after hearing this: "You are kind-hearted and soft-hearted, right?"

Murong Huiying nodded.

Zhou Fugui spread his hands and smiled bitterly: "Zhou's hands are already stained with blood, and they cannot be washed away in this life. And, princess, Zhou really has no intention of achieving anything big, he just wants to save his life and be ordinary."

Go home peacefully, reunite with your family, then work on your land, find a good man, get married, have children, and live a life full of grandchildren."

"Pfft!" Murong Huiying couldn't help laughing when she heard this.

"Why are you laughing?" Zhou Fugui asked with a dark face.

"I heard that before you joined the army, your engagement was annulled." Murong Huiying said with a smile as bright as a flower.

Murong Huiying refused to open any pot, which made Zhou Fugui said in embarrassment: "That's because they are blind and don't recognize me, Zhou Fugui!"

The daughter of the grassland is also really straightforward. She says whatever comes to her mind and does not shy away from other people's unpleasant things at all, Zhou Fugui thought to himself.

"What's wrong with you, Zhou Fugui?" Murong Huiying laughed even more happily when she heard this: "You are so kind-hearted and soft-hearted, like a little lady, you are not as good as me."

"How dare the general dare to compare with the princess?" Zhou Fugui shook his head when he heard this and said: "The princess said that Zhou is soft-hearted. Zhou has quite a objection to this. He is soft-hearted. It depends on who he is. If he is Zhou's enemy, Zhou will not only

Instead of being merciful, he will be extremely vicious."

"I know..." Murong Huiying nodded and said, "You are just like the kind of person mentioned in ancient books."

"What kind of person?" Zhou Fugui asked.

"A hero, well, a hero is a hero. When there is an injustice on the road, he draws his sword to help, but he is a hero...what?" Murong Huiying couldn't remember that sentence for a moment.

"Chivalrous bones and soft intestines? Thank you princess for the compliment!" Zhou Fugui thanked him.

"Bah, who said you are a chivalrous person? You are so thick-skinned." Murong Huiying spat.

"Haha, a cheeky little sheep." Chatting and laughing with the straightforward Murong Huiying, Zhou Fugui's depressed heart finally felt a little relieved, and a smile appeared on his face.

"You may have chivalrous bones, but your intestines..." Murong Huiying actually pointed her jade finger at Zhou Fugui's chest and asked with a smile, "I don't know what kind of intestines you have in your belly."

The two of them had dismounted and were talking by the river. The two horses were leisurely eating the early spring grass.

Zhou Fugui was "captured" and followed Yan's army south to fight. It was already the beginning of the next spring.

Murong Huiying even stretched out her little hand and touched Zhou Fugui's chest.
To be continued...