Chapter 11 You are the stupid one who forced Lu Xiufu
Lu Xiufu wanted to cry but had no tears. He really wanted to kill himself with a knife. I told you to be a bitch! You can die and become a ghost under the peony flowers, but now that the wind has come over, you don't want to die, but what should you do?
"It's true. Only after I went there did I understand - that's all it is!"
Just when Lu Xiufu was regretful and wanted to commit suicide, he unexpectedly took a turn for the worse and survived. News came from Xizuo that the Yuan army attacked the middle road of the Song Dynasty and the most important figure in the Song Dynasty, Commander Boyan, died. The messenger who went to report the funeral of Kublai Khan was killed by a
The hunter was shot as a prey. General A Shu, the second most important figure in the Song Dynasty, fell into a coma and was carried by more than a thousand soldiers. He met Liu Wenshan on Longshan Road and was chased by his army of three thousand, hiding and seeking in the old forest of Longshan.
, now the army in the middle route has no commander, and is huddled in Fan, not daring to move rashly.
On the west road, Arakhan, the general manager of 40,000 households, Oruchi, the general manager of 40,000 households, has just left Jiankang, and a hundred thousand soldiers are climbing the mountain with their war horses. On the east road, Dong Wenbing, 10,000 households of political participants, Zhang Hongfan, and the governor Fan Wenhu are still seasick on the way to Haiyan.
These two groups have to rush to Xiangyang, and it will take at least a month to complete the encirclement of Lin'an City. If Fan City is captured before they arrive, Lin'an can still hold on for a while!
Lu Xiufu was so excited that he almost hugged Bai Wen and kissed him. This was a God-given opportunity, but there was no one around Lu Xiufu, let alone an army. This made Lu Xiufu so worried that his hair turned white. The life secretary and personal bodyguard
Bai Wen rolled his eyes and said cautiously: "Prime Minister Zuo, isn't there a black charcoal in this house - bah - and a great hero who is not obviously white? That can be a tiger general with an army of 100,000 people.
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When Lu Xiufu heard this, he was overjoyed. Why did he look at him? He couldn't help shouting and slapped Bai Wen on the shoulder hard, almost taking off his arm. Bai Wen smiled miserably and said: "Left
Prime Minister, you have to take care of yourself..."
Lu Xiufu waved his hand and said excitedly: "It doesn't matter, I'm in a very calm mood!"
Bai Wen cried silently: "I am very excited..."
"Bai Wen——"
Lu Xiufu suddenly shouted loudly, Bai Wen stepped back half a foot, straightened his body, and said loudly: "My subordinate is here!"
Lu Xiufu waved his hand and took a shot, but it was empty. Then he realized that Bai Wen was not around, and he couldn't help but get angry: "What are you standing so far away for? Why don't you come here quickly!"
Bai Wen's body trembled, and he walked up with a generous look. As expected, Lu Xiufu slapped him again. The muscles on Bai Wen's face twitched, but he heard Lu Xiufu say with melancholy: "Black
It’s true that the hero Tan is brave, but isn’t it a joke to rely on him to defend Xiangyang City alone?”
Bai Wen swallowed and secretly warned himself that he must be careful with his words now and must not arouse the Prime Minister, otherwise his arm would really be removed by him: "Have you forgotten that Lu Wenhuan surrendered, and you still have a capital in your hand?"
Does the deputy envoy to Xi'an know about the position in Xiangyang Mansion? Just let Heitan Hero sit in this position. The people of Xi'an Road have been through wars for a long time, and they are no different from soldiers. As long as Heitan Hero takes this position, won't he?
Are you going to recruit troops?"
"What--"
Lu Xiufu looked at Bai Wen strangely, making sure that he was not joking, and said unhappily: "The Deputy Envoy to the West of Beijing knows Xiangyang Prefecture, and is in charge of the south of the Yellow River in Henan, the west of Luoyang, southeastern Shaanxi, and Yun, Hubei Province.
Fan, Xiang and other places are true, but except for the fact that Xiangyang City still belongs to us for the time being, even Fan City is stationed with 100,000 soldiers and horses. The three sides outside Xiangyang City are surrounded by Yuan troops. Just Fan City, Xun City, and Suicheng
There are more than 300,000 Mongolian troops surrounding Xiangyang. Are you just talking on paper?"
"The Prime Minister Zuo is confused!" Bai Wen said sadly: "Now that the country is about to be destroyed, strange soldiers descend from the sky, kill Boyan and beat A Shu, and single-handedly attack the army of 100,000 yuan. Such a heroic figure, we must first capture him.
, when he takes this position and finds out that his territory is gone, he will definitely go and grab it!”….
"Bai Wen..."
Lu Xiufu's eyes were melancholy and his heart was heavy: "The hero's surname is Li Quancheng. He lives up to his name and treats others sincerely. A gentleman treats him with sincerity. How can we deceive him into lying..."
Bai Wen was very anxious. This left prime minister was good at everything, but he was a bit too pedantic. Just when he was about to continue to show his affection and reason, Lu Xiufu unexpectedly slapped him again. This time, he didn't slap his shoulder.
Damn, he slapped her on the forehead, so hard that Bai Wen shrank his neck and almost sat down.
"We can't be so unkind... leave him five thousand Imperial Guards as his team... and the rest... I can't help..."
Recalling the countermeasures discussed with Bai Wen last night, Lu Xiufu felt that he was really unkind. Even if he gave five thousand imperial guards, he was still unkind. For a moment, he was very entangled in his heart, not knowing whether he should do this or not.
Li Quancheng looked at Lu Xiufu's face, which was sometimes excited and sometimes wretched, sometimes serious and sometimes flirtatious, sometimes sad and sometimes unbearable. He was simply a master of expressions. Li Quancheng felt anxious all of a sudden, fearing that he was going to seduce him again, and he couldn't help but move his body.
Tighten up, lift your butt off your seat, and be ready to run away at any moment.
Finally, Lu Xiufu's face straightened and he made up his mind. For the sake of the Song Dynasty, he could even sacrifice his appearance, so why not be a villain?
"Brother Li...I have something to ask of you..."
Lu Xiufu seemed to be a little hard to say, which made Li Quancheng feel even worse. He felt cold all over, and he laughed dryly and said: "If you want to expose your breasts for something... ahem... Mr. Lu, it's okay to say..."
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"Brother Li may not know that I am..."
"I know everything, you're just an old duck..." Li Quancheng raised his butt three inches more, preparing to escape from the duck's paw.
"... Lu Xiufu, the left prime minister of the Song Dynasty."
"Oh - what - you are the stupid one. Lu Xiufu!!! I￥%#￥#..."
Li Quancheng babbled and cursed, but all of them were refined essences. Lu Xiufu, a scholar, had never heard of such profound and inscrutable national quintessence. He thought Li Quancheng was praising him, and his face suddenly turned red, and he said humbly: "Don't dare, don't dare."
, I didn’t expect that my humble name, Lu Xiufu, would even be known to the Holy Land of Kunlun, I’m really flattered!”
Li Quancheng's identity is the great disciple of the Kunlun Holy Land. He has been hidden in the world for thousands of years. Now the world is in endless war and the people are in dire straits. He is ordered by the Holy Land to go down the mountain and walk around the world to save the people from fire and water. This is of course... nonsense, but Lu Xiufu just believes it.
Okay, you can’t believe it. Apart from the Holy Land of Kunlun, where else in the world can there be a person who kills Boyan and beats A Shu to defeat an army of 100,000 yuan with one person?
Li Quancheng almost burst out in anger. When he casually said that Lu Xiufu was a prostitute, Xia Hua's old stick struck him with lightning and sent him to the Song Dynasty. Now he only feels that he was wronged because he was obviously right.
"Expose your breasts... ahem... Whatever Mr. Lu wants me to do, as long as I, Li Quancheng, can do it, I will never refuse!"
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