My wife is number one in the world

Chapter 366
Liu Mingzhi was taken aback for a moment and immediately understood who Zhang Kuang was talking about, it was the person he saw fetching water in the camp.

"Is he really Turkic?"

Seeing Zhang Kuang's powerful tone, Liu Mingzhi was also a little surprised.

"You don't know?"

Seeing Young Master Liu's insolent reaction, he was also a little puzzled. Normally, since Liu Mingzhi was the first person to notice something strange about Zheng Qing, how could he show a confused look.

"The lower official only occasionally knew that Turkic people leaned their backs against the river when fetching water or drinking water in order to prevent wild beasts from attacking their backs. I thought it was just a personal habit of that person before, but I didn't think that this person was A real Turkic."

Liu Mingzhi did not hide anything, and truthfully expressed his views.

Zhang Kuang nodded clearly: "It's not easy to jump to conclusions now, you will know the result after the trial, just have nothing to do, let's go and see how it is."

"It's good to have a look."

"Come with the old man."

Zhang Kuang led the way straight ahead, Young Master Liu shrugged his shoulders and had no choice but to follow.

The prison of the Longwuwei camp is in a house with hundreds of feet of Zhang Kuang's camp, so naturally he has to pass by Zhang Kuang's camp.

Zhang Kuang, who was rushing forward at the pace of dragons and tigers, suddenly stopped when he passed the camp, and he held his breath.

Suddenly Zhang Kuang opened his eyes and revealed a gleam: "Old thief, you are ashamed to be a prince and an elder, put down the old man's weapon."

Liu Mingzhi didn't know why Zhang Kuang stopped suddenly, and was startled by Zhang Kuang's sudden roar.

Wu Guogong Wan Buhai was hunched over, holding the Mo Dao given to Zhang Kuang by his hands and feet, and walked out, and after two or three steps, he left Zhang Kuang's tent.

After Zhang Kuang yelled to stop, he leaped steadily and landed in front of the tent's door and lifted the curtain.

Wu Guogong Wan Buhai just leaned out and looked at Zhang Kuang in front of the door, his face was stunned: "Little madman, I'm done."

Zhang Kuang rolled his eyes at Wu Guogong Wan Buhai, and his eyes were fixed on the Mo Dao in Wan Buhai's hand: "Old general, you said that you have reached the age of retirement, and you don't need to go into battle to kill the enemy." Are you embarrassed to steal the junior's weapon?"

Wan Buhai's face turned red: "Little maniac, who stole your weapon, the old man is just curious about what this guy who looks like a broken oar is, the tent is dark, I just want to take it out to have a look, who stole it Now, the dog can’t spit out ivory, be careful, this old man will sue you before the imperial court, saying that you criticized the Shangguan.”

"Really? Didn't you really steal your heart when you saw the contents of the manuscript that the junior put on the table?"

"Fucking fart, old man Wu Guogong, what kind of treasure I haven't seen before, how can I be greedy for you, a soldier with a broken man and a horse."

Wan Buhai was startled, and immediately realized that he had slipped his tongue, so he could only look at the sky outside in embarrassment: "The weather is nice, suitable for walking."

Zhang Kuang's hair was covered with black lines, and he looked up at the snowflakes that were getting bigger and bigger in the sky. How is the weather?
Knowing that Wan Buhai also saw Lie Xinxi's arrogant temper, he shook his head helplessly and reached out to lift the Mo Dao in Wan Buhai's hand: "General, leave it to the junior."

"Little maniac, can I lend it to the old man for fun, and I will return it to you immediately."

Wan Buhai looked miserable, looking at Zhang Kuang longingly.

With Wan Buhai's appearance, it can be seen that Wan Buhai and Zhang Kuang have a good personal relationship. Otherwise, even if Zhang Kuang is unwilling, it is difficult for a prince to ask for a weapon from Lord Hou.

Zhang Kuang stared deeply at Wan Buhai, and saw a pair of patrolling guards calling over: "Look at Duke Wu, as long as he doesn't leave the camp, he can do whatever he wants."

A group of guards looked at Wanbuhai in a slightly embarrassed look and immediately straightened up: "Design."

Although Wan Buhai is the Duke of the state, he basically has been idle at home and rarely cares about military affairs. It is often said that the county magistrate is not as good as the current one, and the general is Long Wuwei's current head.

If you offend Wan Buhai, there is Zhang Kuang who can take cover, and if you offend Zhang Kuang, the entire Longwuwei who dares to play cover, will have to be trained to peel off his skin if he doesn't die.

What's more, the relationship between Zhang Kuang and Wan Buhai is known to everyone in Longwuwei. They know that this is just a joke between big shots, and it will not threaten the safety of soldiers.

Wan Buhai gritted his teeth and looked at Zhang Kuang: "Little madman, you can do it, you can do it, but you don't believe me so much."

"The juniors don't dare not believe in the general's commanding ability, but the character, the juniors really can't believe it. After finally getting a handy weapon, it's useless if you get rid of the juniors. The juniors are also forced As a last resort, seniors play slowly, it’s okay if you don’t go back to the residence today, you can live in the camp as you please.”

"Boy Liu, let's go!"

Young Master Liu took a weird look at Wan Buhai, who was hopping about holding the Modao, and followed Zhang Kuang to catch up.

"General, are you sure Duke Wu will not lose his temper."

Zhang Kuang sighed melancholy: "Lian Po is old and can still eat. There are not many people who admire the old man's ability to command troops. Wu Guogong is one of them, but the old general was killed by the Turkic King when he was fighting with the Turkic King many years ago. The arrow stained with golden juice hit the leg, and it is not a big problem to use the weapon occasionally, but if it is used for a long time, it will hurt to the marrow of the bone. Otherwise, how could this old man be stingy with a weapon."

Young Master Liu looked back at Wanbuhai who was wielding a Modao in the ice and snow. An old general who went to battle to kill the enemy could no longer go to the battlefield.

"Mr. Wu should be able to understand your painstaking efforts, but it's a pity that the Duke is so ambitious and heroic."

"The general only wishes to die before the battle. Lian Po is old, can he still eat? We juniors are dead, and the old general will put on his armor again even if he knows he is dead. This is the blood of a soldier! He has been cultivating his body these years I searched for a good doctor and hoped that one day I could go out of northern Xinjiang to see him again. He said that in this life, he can never go out of northern Xinjiang to step on the battlefield again, and he will not die in peace."

"The younger generation admires it."

"Boy, just wait. The old man has always firmly believed that hard work will pay off, and one day, *** will fly over the northern sky again."

"Stick what you want."

"You are not Zheng Qing, where is the real Zheng Qing? Which Turkic tribe are you from? Saying it obediently will save you from death, otherwise you have stayed in the Longwuwei camp for so long, knowing that we s method."

Zhang Feng, the insolent personal guard, held a whip in his hand and looked fiercely at Zheng Qing who was tied to the post.

"General, the younger one is really Zheng Qing. How can you use lynching without any evidence? The younger one wants to meet the general, and the younger one wants to sue you for disregarding the law and discipline in the army."

"The general is here."

Hearing Zheng Qing's conversation with Zhang Feng, Zhang Kuang pushed the door open and walked in without hesitation.

"Greetings to the General, Master Liu."

Zhang Feng and the eight personal guards knelt down on one knee and performed the military salute.

"Get up."

Young Master Liu didn't expect that he was also in the line of being visited, and nodded to several guards with a light smile.

"General, the young Zheng Qing was wronged. General Mingjian, the young one is from Fuzhou. How could he be a Turkic spy?"

(End of this chapter)