Step on a branch

Chapter 301
The reason is this one.

However, it was Yongninghou who put forward this reason.

He was accused of treason, and so many relatives had no news. He should have been anxious, anxious, and angry.

Furthermore, everyone knows the old Hou Ye's temperament clearly.

Short-tempered, short-tempered.

Such a violent Marquis of Yongning, when faced with such a predicament, he held back.

Still reasoning with them and finding a way, the old Hou Ye couldn't bear it!
Liu Ben hurriedly said: "Don't say that, old Hou Ye, are you rebellious, can we still not know?"

Marquis Yongning spread his hands.

"I'm going to chat with Su Zhi and Li Jie right now," An Beihou greeted Feng Zhong, and said, "The more I think about it, the more I feel that something must have happened in Mingshaguan before."

Feng Zhong agreed.

The two went out one after another, and Mao Gu'an followed suit.

Liu Ben stayed until the end.

In the end, he turned to Marquis Yongning and said in a low voice: "I will persuade General Mao and the others again. Since we want to attack the city first, we also lack generals who can lead troops. If you don't let your father and son and Duke Dingguo go out, wouldn't it be a mistake?" The Xiliang spies asked, did those villains get their way?"

Yongninghou patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be too embarrassing, the old man will think about ways to save himself."

After Liu Ben left, only a few of them were left in the big tent.

Marquis Yongning's attention fell to the map.

The center of his sight was Xizhou City.

Speaking of which, over the years, I have seen this map countless times.

The topography of that area was also engraved in my mind one by one.

Even without looking at the map, he can describe it all.

However, as the leading general, Marquis Yongning had to watch.

Arranging troops and deploying troops, if you make a wrong move, you will lose the lives of countless soldiers.

Moreover, who knows if one day, from this map that has burned holes in his eyes, he will notice some details that he has never seen before.

Qin Wei stepped forward and analyzed it with Qin Yin.

Qin Luan stood aside and blinked at Lin Fan.

The feeling of reunion after a long absence is revealed from the playfulness.

Lin Fan couldn't help bending his lips.

They really haven't seen each other for quite some time.

One person is in the capital, the other person is at the border, on the map, it can be said that there are two extremes, one east and one west.

The distance comes first, making the time seem to be longer.

Also let this longing be like a big river going west.

The river water is wrapped in fine silt, rushing and settling.

Until meeting the "master" of this longing, the waves hit the table, stirring up thousands of layers, and bringing up the sediment that was deposited together.

At this time, he realized that the longing has been so heavy in the accumulation of time.

The silt that is so fine and dense, that can almost pass through between the fingers, can also accumulate so heavy and thick.

This is liking someone.

Lin Fan glanced at Marquis Yongning and Qin Wei.

If the situation does not allow it, he really wants to hug Qin Luan and talk to her more.

Listening to her talk about the big and small encounters along the way, telling her about the border wars in the past few months, there are many topics to share between them.

Obviously, that's not possible right now.

Walking to Qin Luan's side, Lin Fan stretched out his hand.

Fu Ling flew out of the sleeve, and got into Qin Luan's sleeve again.

It is extremely agile.

Qin Luan pursed her lower lip.

What came back with Fu Ling was the warmth on its body.

A paper figurine doesn't have any temperature, its warmth undoubtedly comes from Lin Fan.

In the next moment, a more obvious temperature than that fell on her fingertips.

She subconsciously retracted her fingers, only to realize that her hand was held in the palm of Lin Fan's.

The warmth in Lin Fan's palm passed along her fingers bit by bit.

Qin Luan looked up at Lin Fan.

Lin Fan's eyes were full of smiles, and he didn't make a sound, but silently called "A Luan" with his mouth.

Qin Luan smiled.

Under the sleeves, the clasped hands were blocked.

Even if the elders turned their heads, it was difficult to see the clue except that they were standing closer.

Gently, Qin Luan and Lin Fan said: "I'll draw a picture later, and ask Fang Tian to send a message to my aunt and brother, so as not to worry them."

Lin Fan said: "He wants to go in and out, but no one cares about him."

"Grandmother and the others have more people. If it's as planned, they should be on the way to Feimenguan one after another." Qin Luan said.

"Madam Hou is careful," Lin Fan thought for a while, and said, "Don't worry."

In front of the map, Marquis Yongning and Qin Wei seemed to have said something, and called out "Boy Lin".

Lin Fan had no choice but to let go of Qin Luan's hand and walked forward.

The three of them pointed at the map, gesticulating and talking.

Qin Luan prepared his own pen and ink, drew a map of the house, called Fang Tian in, and explained a few words carefully.

Fang Tianyuan admired Miss Qin very much.

Looking at her now, I feel more and more that Miss Qin is covered with golden light.

Or rather, fire.

In the theory of fate, Fang Tianyuan only used it as an excuse to listen to the excitement, but now it is different, this is a flaming ostrich.

"Don't worry," he said, "the little one will be done."

Fang Tian went out.

Not long after, it was Mao Gu'an who appeared in the big tent again.

General Mao said with a serious face, "Li Jie and Su Zhi are getting tougher than the other. General Feng and the others are still asking."

Marquis Yongning was not surprised by this.

General Mao said again: "I found a soldier and asked a few questions, and I finally found something."

"How do you say?" Old Hou Ye asked.

"A few days ago, a warlord came to Mingsha Pass."

The soldier Mao Gu'an asked was not considered a figure in the Xiliang Army, but an extremely ordinary member.

That person was not in the army that attacked Yusha Pass before, and had been stationed at Mingsha Pass all along.

Having suffered a defeat in the previous battle, Su Zhi escaped from the pass, and the entire Mingsha Pass was panicked.

However, under Su Zhi's dispatch, they held on.

The Great Zhou's army marched westward, Mingsha Pass was defending with difficulty, Su Zhi asked the Xiliang court several times for food and soldiers, and forced out something.

"I heard that Su Zhi sighed because of this."

The little soldier was far away from the middle account, and the news was mostly hearsay.

Su Zhi sighed so fiercely, he also listened to others, what he could see was how much food and grass were brought in, and how many reinforcements there were.

Such a little thing made most of the soldiers feel dissatisfied.

To add insult to injury, the imperial court also brought a military governor surnamed Miao.

"Slender and tall, with a fan," Mao Gu'an said, "He looks like a scholar, without any martial arts skills."

Dujun Miao was obviously an outsider.

I don't practice martial arts myself, and I have never led a soldier.

After wandering around Mingsha Pass for a day, he followed Su Zhi all day, talking about this and that.

"It's more whimsical than talking on paper," Mao Gu'an snorted coldly, disdainful of that kind of person, "Su Zhi was annoyed by his noise, and he couldn't ignore him. I heard that one night, when he was patrolling the city wall, Su Zhi Got into a quarrel with the warlord.

Su Zhi scolded the opponent for pretending to understand and commanding indiscriminately; the warlord wanted to report to the imperial court, saying that Su Zhi was delaying the war and not working hard. "

It should be on the city wall, and many soldiers on duty heard it.

　Thanks to the book friends Frost, Political Aspirations, and Small Yard for their rewards.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)