Handsome account?

Upon hearing these two words, Xia Fangzheng's expression suddenly changed.

There was less of the arrogance of having the whole situation under control before, and more of a bit of obvious panic.

Obviously, he didn't want to go to the handsome tent.

It can even be said that from this moment on, the situation has completely changed fundamentally, and Xia Fangzheng's side has begun to fall into a disadvantage.

"Why, don't you dare?"

Cheng Jingang has typical characteristics of a military commander, especially his temper, which is not ordinary irritable.

While looking at him coldly, he was also rude in his mouth.

"I put my words here, it doesn't matter whether you go to the commander's tent or not, what matters is that today's affairs are not over yet."

After finishing his words, Cheng Jingang made a gesture of invitation.

"Chen Jiaoyu, Miss Hua, please."

"Thank you, General."

Chen Mo signaled Huameishu to go out first, and he followed behind.

"Sir, what should we do?"

Since Xia Fangzheng's arrival, Hou Yong has become a mouse facing a cat.

And in front of Cheng Jingang, he didn't even fart.

At this time, seeing that the matter could not end, he could only look at Xia Fangzheng for help.

The latter was angry and naturally had a bad look.

"Master Xia, please remember what I said, it's not us, it's you."

"I'll go to the commander's tent later and ask Mr. Xia to keep this in mind. I won't take the blame for the disaster you caused."

"Sir, I..."

"If you have anything to say, go to the commander's tent and say it."

After Xia Fangzheng finished speaking, he tossed his sleeves and walked out.

Looking at the other party's back, Xia Fangzheng cursed hard in his heart, and then thought of Zhong Kui.

If it weren't for Zhong Kui, I wouldn't be where I am now.

Judging from Xia Fangzheng's intention, he will no longer care about this matter. He is a supervisor sent by the Prime Minister, so naturally he will not be punished.

What about yourself?

Once you go to Shuai Zhang, I'm afraid you'll never come back.

etc……

When facing death, human potential will be stimulated.

At this moment, Hou Yong suddenly had an idea in his mind.

Zhong Kui can stab him in the back, why can't he?

In order to survive, he had no choice but to risk his life.

When it comes to life and death, no one can be betrayed.

Including Xia Fangzheng, the supervisor from the capital!

With the decision made in his heart, Hou Yong's footsteps became a little more relaxed, and he walked towards the commander's tent with the determination to defeat everything.

The handsome tent is located in the very center of the fortress.

It is said to be a handsome tent, but it is actually a very grand military mansion.

Perhaps because someone had informed him in advance, the door was open at the moment and the lights were brightly lit inside.

"General, you are here."

Zhong Kui was waiting at the door, and when he saw Chen Mo and others, they hurriedly came up to greet them.

"Sir, Miss Hua, are everything okay?"

"It's okay, how is Brother Yang?"

Chen Mo has been thinking about Yang Qi. Although Zhong Kui said that just lying down for ten days and a half would be enough, he is still a little worried.

Military stick, Chen Mo had just seen it.

The arms are thick and angular.

Let alone thirty blows, even three blows would be beyond the reach of most people.

"Chen Jiaoyu, don't worry, Yang Qi is fine." Cheng Jingang continued, "I have sent military doctors to guard him around the clock."

"General, I don't know if I should ask a question from a civilian girl?" Hua Meishu asked.

"Just ask." Cheng Jingang said seriously, "Since you have the token with you, I, the general, will know everything."

"Is this what the general is talking about?"

Huameishu took out the dagger again.

"yes."

While Cheng Jingang nodded deeply, he also checked it himself. After confirming that it was correct, he motioned for the beautiful book to be put away.

"You must keep this thing safe, and also remember that as long as it is still in the fortress, don't take it out again."

"General, what is the origin of this dagger?"

Chen Mo was really curious. He just visited his neighbor once, how could he be related to the fortress?

And whether it was Cheng Jingang now or Zhong Kui before, the reaction after seeing the dagger was not as simple as it seemed.

Bai Zhenbei, who is he?

Cheng Jingang did not give an answer to this question.

"Chen Jiaoyu, this matter is a long story, and there are still some taboos, so please don't ask any more questions."

"Or you can understand it this way, only the owner of this thing can give you the answer you want."

"In a word, as long as this thing exists, Chen Jiaoyu is our most honored guest, and we will fight to the death to protect him no matter what."

"Thank you, General." Chen Mo nodded.

At the same time, he became more and more curious about Bai Zhenbei's identity.

Especially the word "taboo" lingers on.

Could it be that Bai Zhenbei had committed a crime here before, so he was discharged and returned home?

Or maybe it was his longing for his daughter that led to the interruption of his military career.

When Chen Mo thought of this, there was a noise on the road next to him, and he looked sideways and saw Xia Fangzheng and others walking over.

"Sir, Miss Hua, let's go in."

"please."

Chen Mo nodded and followed Cheng Jingang into the handsome manor.

…

There is no need to describe the scene of the Marshal's Mansion. In short, it is the most magnificent building in this fortress.

In the main hall, the lights were bright, and two teams of guards with swords were separated on both sides, and a wave of killing came towards them.

Before he entered, Chen Mo saw a person sitting in the middle.

Dressed in casual clothes, yet showing nobility.

It is not as rough and bold as imagined, on the contrary, there is an air of elegance all over the body.

Confucian general?

These two words crossed Chen Mo's mind involuntarily.

Especially after entering, seeing the decoration and furnishings in the main hall clearly deepened this impression.

In the middle, there is a huge sand table with various flags criss-crossing it, highlighting the achievements of the two countries in the use of troops.

Perhaps because Chen Mo glanced at it, two people immediately stepped forward and covered it with a huge cloth.

At this time, Chen Mo's eyes also reached the surrounding walls.

East, west, north and south are all different.

There is a dazzling array of calligraphy and painting utensils.

It stands to reason that placing these in the conference hall would appear very contradictory, but it gives people an incredible sense of harmony.

I have to say that the people who created these things are very tasteful and insightful.
To be continued...