It was not difficult for Jiao Wan'er to see that Murong Fu was perfunctory with her, she pursed her lips and said seriously, "Mr. Murong, I humbly ask you for advice. Now we are all sitting in the same boat. If the boat capsizes, no one will be in trouble, and the young master has to hide."
It’s no longer fun just to tuck it in.”
"I just turned it over. The worst I can do is run away, and I have nothing to lose." Murong Fu thought in his heart, and said with a smile on his face, "Chief Jiao, what you said makes sense, but I am just a cruel person.
, a despicable villain who kills people without batting an eye, how can I teach you anything? Besides, the outcome of a war is determined by many factors and cannot be controlled by one person with just a few words."
When Jiao Wan'er heard the words "a cruel and despicable person who kills people without batting an eyelid", she couldn't help but feel her cheeks getting hot. She spat secretly and said calmly, "It seems that my girl told you everything. Yesterday I was temporarily confused.
, I’m just talking nonsense to coax that talkative girl away, I hope you don’t take it seriously, I’m here to apologize to you.”
After saying that, he released the reins in his hands, sat on the horse and bowed to Murong Fu.
She was already like this. How could Murong Fu hold on to her any longer? He rolled his eyes slightly and said politely, "Master Jiao, please stop being like this. I'm just joking with you, don't take it seriously."
Jiao Wan'er said to her heart, "Who doesn't know that you are moody and narrow-minded? You may come to retaliate against me at any time. How dare I not take it seriously?"
After thinking about it, she naturally did not dare to say these words. After giving a solemn salute, she straightened up and said to Murong Fu, "Young Master just said that the outcome of a war cannot be determined by a few words. I think this is the case."
It's unfair to say that, although there are many factors that determine victory or defeat, such as military supplies, favorable weather, time and place, etc., the most important thing is the commander's strategy. This is what the saying goes, 'One general is incompetent and the three armies are exhausted.'"
Murong Fu spread his hands and said, "But I am not the coach. Leader Jiao has nothing to say to me. He should talk to King Yuan."
When Jiao Wan'er heard what he meant, she couldn't help but glared at him resentfully, "Didn't Mr. Murong come with the army to serve as a staff officer? Doesn't it mean that the staff general doesn't care about making suggestions?"
"Oh, you little bitch, you're still arguing with me, aren't you..." Murong Fu's temper suddenly rose, and with his thoughts turning, he said, "Okay, since Gang Leader Jiao said it for this reason, I can't do it either.
We can hide it again, but if you ride a horse and I sit in a carriage, it will be inconvenient to communicate. How about asking Gang Leader Jiao to come to the carriage to talk?"
Because the mountain road was difficult to travel, the carriage Yuan Chengzhi prepared for Murong Fu was actually not big. It was just fine for two people, but it was a bit crowded for three people. Don't forget that there was Yagyu Shenghuaqi who was always around Murong Fu.
After hearing this, Jiao Wan'er's face froze. Marching and fighting are not tours. The reason for preparing a carriage for Murong Fu was because he had a weird temper. Even Yuan Chengzhi himself rode a horse. How could she have special privileges as the main leader of the Golden Snake Battalion? Besides, this man was lustful.
Shameless, being alone with him is really stressful.
After considering her words, she declined politely, "It still can't be done. Letting the people below see it will inevitably affect the morale of the army."
At this time Murong Fu chuckled and suddenly said, "That's okay, I'll ride with you."
Jiao Wan'er was startled, and then she remembered the rumor that Murong Fu and Wen Qingqing were riding together, and was shocked, "No, no, let's just...just leave it like this."
As he said this, he unconsciously picked up the reins and stepped away from the carriage.
"Master Jiao," Murong Fu's face suddenly darkened, "You said you wanted to discuss with me how to win this battle. Now I invite you kindly and you don't come. What do you mean? You don't want to win? Or are you just trying to trick me?
?If the Golden Snake Camp looks down on me, I will go back home right now."
"No...no, I'm sorry, I'm not like this..." Jiao Wan'er apologized incoherently, and suddenly caught a glimpse of another person sitting next to Murong Fu through the gap in the car window. She immediately felt relieved. As long as she was not alone, it seemed that
There was nothing to be afraid of, so he immediately nodded and agreed, "Okay, then I will be in the hands of Master Murong."
After saying this, he signaled to the driver to stop and jumped onto the carriage with a slight jump.
Lifting the curtain, I saw Murong Fu sitting with a slender woman wearing a veil on her face. The carriage was really small, only a few feet wide. It was a bit crowded for three people to sit there, but she
He was even more afraid of being alone with Murong Fu, so he had to make do with it.
Unexpectedly, Murong Fu suddenly said, "Qi'er, I want to discuss a major military matter with Gang Leader Jiao. It's not appropriate to let others know. You can go out first."
Yagyu Shenghuaqi was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, her figure flashed and disappeared into the carriage.
"She..." Jiao Wan'er stared at this scene dumbfounded, speechless for a long time.
The corners of Murong Fu's mouth turned up slightly, revealing an evil smile, "What's wrong, Gang Leader Jiao?"
"It's okay, I...no, she...she doesn't need to go out." Jiao Wan'er couldn't express her regrets, so she could only force out a smile and said tactfully.
Murong Fu looked solemn and said, "This important matter of military aircraft is nothing to play with. The fewer people who know about it, the better."
Jiao Wan'er was really on the verge of crying, but this person deliberately moved to the middle of the soft cave. In this way, no matter where she sat, she had to be close to him to sit down. She clearly wanted to take advantage of herself.
For a moment, she stood there helpless, neither sitting nor sitting down.
Murong Fu seemed not to know what shame was, so he pretended not to know and asked, "Master Jiao, please take a seat. You're welcome."
"Who are you being polite to?" Jiao Wan'er sneered, then hesitated and said, "Well... I'd better stand and talk."
"Master Jiao," Murong Fu suddenly changed his expression, "Do you have any prejudice against me?"
"No, no, no, no prejudice, I..."
"Then why don't you sit down? Do you want me to talk to you with my neck raised? Is this how the Golden Snake Camp treats guests?"
"Oh, this bastard..." Jiao Wan'er cursed secretly, but had no choice but to sit down next to him.
Murong Fu immediately turned from anger to joy, as if nothing had happened just now, with a spring-like smile on his face, he said, "Okay, if you have any questions, Master Jiao, just ask them. I'm determined to tell you everything I know."
"
Being disturbed by him, Jiao Wan'er was already confused. She couldn't remember what she wanted to ask before. She tried her best to move her body away and asked casually, "Master, do you think we can defeat Wu Sangui?"
"Well..." Murong Fu muttered, one hand already placed on Jiao Wan'er's leg, "It depends on your performance."
Jiao Wan'er's heart trembled, she pushed his hand away without leaving a trace, and asked, "What do you mean by this, sir? I'm sorry that I don't understand."
"What about this?" Murong Fu chuckled, avoided her hand, and went directly around her back to block her slim waist.
"Mr. Murong, please respect yourself! I... I am not a casual woman." Finally, Jiao Wan'er couldn't help it. Even if she offended this person, she didn't want to lose her innocence so unclearly.
Murong Fu also realized that he was a little impatient. In fact, at first he only planned to tease this woman, but many times men are like this. The less they get, the more they want it. The more a woman resists, the more aroused she is.
Men’s desire to conquer.
Murong Fu was like this at this moment. With a flick of his wrist, a ray of true energy spread out quietly, sealing the entire carriage. A strange color flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Jiao Wan'er affectionately, "Wan'er,
In fact, I have fallen in love with you since the first time I saw you. Your eyes are so charming, and your personality..."
Jiao Wan'er was stunned for a moment, listening to the loving words and looking at his eyes that were so deep that they seemed to be able to swallow everything, she couldn't help but feel a little moved.
She was not a strong-willed woman to begin with. Because she had a crush on Yuan Chengzhi over the years, she tied the Golden Dragon Gang passed down to her by her father to the ship of the Golden Snake Camp, providing money, people and efforts. It can be said that the Golden Snake Camp can be what it is today.
At least half of the credit was given, but in the end all he got in exchange was a simple "thank you" and an invitation to the wedding of Yuan Chengzhi and Wen Qingqing.
She was dejected, self-pitying, and often thought, what does a woman want in this life? What is it about rebelling against the Qing Dynasty and restoring the Ming Dynasty, what is hatred between the country and the family, what does it have to do with a little woman like her? Instead of chasing those misty footsteps, it is better to find someone
She married a man who loved her dearly, and lived an ordinary life with her husband and children.
"Wan'er, promise me that you will be my woman and let me love you and take care of you for the rest of your life, okay?" Murong Fu spoke eloquently for a long time, and finally concluded with one sentence.
Jiao Wan'er stared at him blankly, her expression gradually blurred, and just as she was about to open her mouth to agree, there was a loud clang and the carriage shook violently, sending the two of them flying out.
"Damn, what the hell are you doing?" Murong Fu yelled, but he did not forget to protect Jiao Wan'er.
After the bumps passed, a faint voice came from outside, "Young master, please forgive me, but the villain deserves to die."
At this time, Jiao Wan'er had regained her consciousness. She glanced at the arm holding her, her heart warmed slightly, and then she gently broke away and said softly, "It's my honor to be favored by the young master, but it's a pity that I'm not so lucky."
, I’m afraid I will disappoint you.”
Murong Fu gave a bitter smile. When he said those disgusting words just now, he secretly used a little soul-transferring technique to influence the woman's mind. Things went very smoothly. Unexpectedly, at the critical moment, an accident happened and the woman came back to her senses.
However, he was not discouraged. He could see that Jiao Wan'er was not determined and had no ideas in his mind. It was only a matter of time before he got it.
He guessed right. Jiao Wan'er's will was not firm and she had her own thoughts in her heart. Unfortunately, he missed one point. Jiao Wan'er's thoughts were not directed at him.
In the early days, when Jiao Wan'er was upset, she did have the urge to find a random man to marry. If Murong Fu had confessed to her at that time, he would have been able to get it easily, but now it was different. She knew that Murong Fu and Wen Wen were in love.
Qingqing's secret suddenly gave her hope again.
Although she was upright and would not take the initiative to reveal the secret, and in order to protect Yuan Chengzhi, she deliberately sent Zhou Qi away, but she firmly believed that paper could not contain the fire. Yuan Chengzhi would know sooner or later, and by then it would be her