There is nothing too heavy in the tone, and even the voice is quite gentle.
But Magistrate Tang was so stunned that he stood up involuntarily and said dryly: "Yes..."
After leaving the small building, anger flashed in his eyes——
This Dongchang has no descendants, a hateful, rootless bastard!!
He turned his head and looked at the small building fiercely, showing a sinister smile.
It doesn't matter if you don't say so, it doesn't matter, he has nothing but patience and means.
Afterwards, the Tang magistrate waved his sleeves and left.
Ming Lanruo lazily leaned on the soft pillow, watching Qiao Yan on the side, using a dagger to elegantly peel out the peach flesh, and the fallen peach skin was as thin as cicada wings: "Your peeling skills are amazing!"
Qiao Yan curled his thin lips and said calmly: "Perhaps my subordinate peeled too much in Dongchang. Practice makes perfect."
Ming Lanruo: "..."
Forget it, she didn't want to know what he was peeling in Dongchang.
He twisted a piece of peach meat and handed it over.
Qiao Yan's hands have snow-white skin, delicate joints, and slender fingers. They look good even when peeling a fruit.
A drop of clear peach juice fell from his clean fingertips, beautiful and attractive.
She bent her eyes, opened her plump soft lips, and bit the peach handed over by Qiao Yan into her mouth, seemingly biting his fingertips unintentionally.
Feeling his long fingers stiffen slightly, she licked the honey-scented peach juice at the corner of her lips, held her chin up and smiled lightly: "Ah, it's so sweet."
The sound of killing outside was loud, and the army was approaching the city. Here she was appreciating the beauty of a beauty peeling peaches. Suddenly, she had the illusion that she was Empress Li of the Southern Tang Dynasty. It was quite refreshing~
Qiao Yan calmly retracted his hand, sat up slightly, took a cup of cold tea and took a sip, then said: "There may be a good show tomorrow night, would you like to watch the show together?"
Ming Lanruo nodded, looked at him and said with a smile: "Okay, I still have some peach slices cut by Qiao Yan."
Jinghe looked on from the side, a little worried.
What's wrong with the eldest lady these days? She's feeling a little off.
Are you not afraid of being settled by your queen if you are teasing people for nothing?
Qiao Yan is not the real Qiao Yan, what is under his skin is Qiantai Ye.
…
The next day, there was another fierce confrontation between attacking and defending the city.
But Ming Lanruo did not stay in the city this time. Instead, he took Jinghe and Chen Ning with him and signed up to help transport weapons, grain and grass.
Qiao Yan felt that it was dangerous and wanted to stop her, but she smiled and asked if there would be a melee between all parties when the city gate was broken, wouldn't it be dangerous?
Qiao Yan stopped stopping him.
Compared to when she was in the melee, because she had never seen the bloody cruelty of the battlefield, she was afraid of panic and making mistakes. Now, going to see the bloody war was a kind of psychological preparation.
When Ming Lanruo was responsible for transporting arrows on the stairs, he saw with his own eyes the bloody battlefield.
The screams, the sounds of fighting, the shouts, the sound of thunder and fire bombs exploding, the sound of bows and arrows flying... The pile of human lives, countless dead people with severed limbs, seemed to bring her back to her previous life.
Her face is a little pale, but she is still calm. She will see more scenes like this in the future!
She glanced at Chen Ning and Jing He: "You see, this is the so-called 'tiger and wolf master' trained in the Xiao family's way without fighting for many years?"
Under the command of Shangguan Hongye, the imperial army was able to move with ease.
However, the defenders on the city wall clearly had no shortage of weapons, yet they had the upper hand, but they seemed to be in a hurry, unable to cope with the situation in time, and almost had the siege soldiers climb up the wall!
Ming Lanruo can see clearly——
If it weren't for the strong and tall construction of this stronghold over the years, these Gu family soldiers who came from the Red Blood Legion would have become the dead souls of Shangguan Hongye and the imperial army.
Even if there are powerful weapons such as magical crossbows and trebuchets, what is the use?
"Are the Red Bloods from the twelve provinces in the central and southern provinces confident that they can perform better than the Gu family army when facing the Qin King's army?" Ming Lanruo asked rudely.
She once thought that the Red Blood Legion was called the Guardian of the North and the Great Wall of the North, fighting against the most ferocious enemies from Northern Mongolia and Houjin.
So now these red-blooded descendants won't be any worse.
But on paper, the disadvantages of not participating in the battle for a long time are revealed -
Defending Gaocheng, with sufficient weapons, they were unable to gain an advantage. Facing the elite frontier troops of the imperial court, they could only make a draw!
So, do the Red Blood Legion in the northern and southern parts of the Central Plains also have the same problem?
Chen Ning was silent for a while, then said in a deep voice: "In our twelve provinces in the south-central part, every Red Blood member who reaches the age of fourteen will immediately have his or her name changed. He will either join the Jianghu for training or join the court's frontier army. Ask yourself
Able to fight against King Qin’s army!”
They are the real Red Blood Legion, and they will never be like these traitors and traitors in Northeast Xinjiang.
Ming Lanruo nodded slightly and looked outside the city with a deep look in his eyes: "Very good, remember what you said, otherwise once you rise up and encounter King Qin leading the army, you will die!"
Chen Ning nodded and looked at Ming Lanruo's slender back with some confusion.
When I was fourteen years old, I went to the battlefield. Looking at these bloody and tragic battles, I vomited and shivered.
But the eldest lady, it's really strange that she seems to be used to these bloody massacres, and she can still think about and learn from the experience of war like a general in charge of the army.
How does she look like a girl who has never seen killing or war?
Even Grandma Wang doesn't understand when the eldest lady changed into a different person.
…
Ming Lanruo took Jinghe with him, and Chen Ning was busy until the night.
She ate some dry food before returning to her room.
Qiao Yan has prepared his night clothes: "We can go."
The two of them put on their night clothes. Ming Lanruo tugged at the hem of her clothes and was about to think about how she could do it since she didn't have the inner strength to do Qinggong.
Qiao Yan bowed, picked her up by the waist, lifted her upright, and flew out of the window on her toes.
Ming Lanruo felt the wind whistling in her ears, so she hugged his neck tightly. Not long after, they arrived at a yard.
Qiao Yan took her into a hidden room, opened a secret door and led her in.
After a while, she saw a small mirror. When she looked in the mirror, she saw the same person she had seen when she first arrived at the village - Mrs. Yue.
Or rather Mrs. Yue and Gu Er.
She was stunned, and then she heard voices inside——
"Mother, why did you think of asking your son to come for dinner today?" Gu Er looked at the dishes on the table. Many of them were his and Gu Bijun's favorites. As soon as he tasted them, he knew it was Mrs. Yue who cooked them.
Mrs. Yue gave him a piece of food with chopsticks and said calmly: "I haven't seen you and Bijun for a long time. The war has started, and there will be fewer opportunities to meet in the future. It is so difficult for you to have a meal together."
Gu Er was stunned and a little embarrassed: "Sister, I'm having a meeting with my father. I'll be back later."
My mother has been somewhat alienated from them since she was a child. My father said it was because of my mother's cold temperament.
But he actually didn't like coming to his mother's place very much. When he was a child, his mother always liked to preach some great principles, but it was obvious that she herself was greatly harmed by those great principles.
But it was their father who truly taught their siblings their skills and gave them a world where they could do whatever they wanted and fly high.
So they have always been close to their father, but not very close to their mother.
