Ma'am help, the general is in trouble again

Chapter 116
"Why is it three days?"

Fu Rong took off the young general's clothes, changed into a Confucian robe and belt again, and was arranging his hair crown.

Three days is enough for the Julu Kingdom to redeploy its troops, three days is enough for Mo Ye to regroup, three days... the accident is too great.

Wang Zebang hugged his helmet, loosened his stiff limbs, and leaned against the corner of the tower to rest for a while.

After this battle, not to mention exhausted, but also deeply tired, but he has other arrangements behind him, so he can only take time to hide with Fu Rong for a while to relax and take a breath.

"Don't worry, the general has his own arrangements." He said lightly.

Seeing that he spoke so firmly, it must have been planned long ago.

"You and Weiyao, you two have been following the general these days, but you almost squeezed out my position. I just arrived here, and I look like a blind man. What are you secretly planning?" Fu Rong asked sourly.

At this moment, he looks like a literati, and his appearance has changed. If the way of speaking has not changed, no one would be able to guess whose role he played before.

Wang Zebang is different from Wei Yao, he never pays attention to boring topics like Fu Rong.

He stood up straight, twisted his sore neck and elbow: "You should know, the general will ask you to do it, what's the rush?"

Fu Rong caught a glimpse of his depressed and gloomy expression, and walked over to him: "What's wrong with you?"

"What's wrong?" Wang Zebang raised his eyes, as if he didn't know what he was talking about.

Fu Rong asked directly: "Ever since you found out that Sang Xuanqing is our general's wife, you seem to be unhappy all the time. Is it because you despise her for being unworthy of a general, or because... she killed Gong Shulan?"

Wang Zebang stared at an air indifferently, and did not reply for a long time.

If you can't answer it, it's probably a combination of both.

"you……"

Fu Rong was about to say something, but from the corner of his eye, he saw Wei Yao trotting over, so he temporarily stopped talking.

Wei Yao raised his eyebrows. Seeing that Fu Rong had changed again, he knew that he was going to change his identity. He also knew this person's virtue. He was afraid of death, and he would not feel safe unless he hid himself among the crowd.

"Don't make trouble, hurry over, the general is looking for you."

As soon as Fu Rong heard that the general wanted to find him, he trembled reflexively, as if he had anticipated what would happen: "No way, come again?"

He slumped.

Wei Yao also knew what was going on, and this time he felt a little sympathetic to him. He patted the other party's shoulder: "Who called you Fu Rong with ghost eyes? As long as you know the subtle things that others can't notice, the general won't look for it." Who are you looking for?"

"I don't want to either. Is it the reason why I have to suffer because of observing the details?" Fu Rong caressed his face and looked at the two of them pitifully: "Brother, if you can't find the general's wife for a day, it's not just the general who will go crazy. , I guess I'm going crazy too."

When Zheng Quchi was mentioned, Wei Yao recalled all kinds of things in the past, showing complicated emotions.

He sighed softly: "Yeah, I just hope that the general can get what he wants. Hurry up and make the general wait for a long time. You will only suffer more in the future."

After Fu Rong left, Wang Zebang glanced at Wei Yao, and couldn't help asking: "Your Brother Sang has become your mistress, how do you feel?"

Wei Yao caressed her eyes in pain: "Don't~ don't talk about this, I can't think about it now."

Wang Zebang looked indifferent, and sneered at the corner of his mouth: "Who said it wasn't, Sang Xuanqing and Zheng Quchi, these two brothers and sisters are actually the same person, General Ganqing chose her from the beginning to the end."

Wei Yao always knew what he was thinking, and seeing his expression at the moment, he couldn't help persuading him: "Zebang, the general chooses the person himself, whether it's a mistake or a fate, since it's already an established fact, you You have to relax, forgive, and accept.”

"You don't need to tell me, I know what to do." Wang Zebang passed him blankly, but was grabbed by Weiyao again: "The general...needs her, you should be able to tell."

Wang Zebang paused, paused for a while, then let go of his shoulders, and said with an unacceptable expression: "Mrs. Mrs. Gentle and gentle, a lady of the public family, majestic, dignified and Zhuoying, like a fairy descended from a fairyland, but Sang Xuan, don't you?" , it’s Zheng Quchi, you’ve seen her before, she’s black and short, she has no face and no morals, how can I accept such a woman marrying a general?”

Wei Yao seemed to be unable to hold back after listening to his psychological words, and finally laughed out: "Zebang, Zebang, you don't understand feelings, you marry a wife just to move back to a Mistress, but will she make you happy, make you angry, or make you mad and sad? No, because this woman was married by you for your family. In other words, she is just a royal mistress, not you The person Wang Zebang loves."

"But the general is different from you. He has never put Yuwen's family in his eyes, and he will not use Yuwen's rise and fall as an indicator of action. He will marry Zheng Quchi, not for any reason, but because he wants to marry."

"But there are so many talented and beautiful women in the world, why must it be her?" Wang Zebang still couldn't understand.

He always felt that his constant standard was the correct one, and the others were not important at all.

Wei Yao put away her smile, and said solemnly: "The general is different from you, because you can marry any woman who meets the requirements of Wang's mistress, not just one person, but the general... There are many choices, There is Princess Sheng'an, there are all kinds of noble girls from all over the country, and there is Gong Shulan. Which one of these people is not the top woman of the Seven Kingdoms, but he has not married anyone, but he is in a border place like Fu County, On such an ordinary morning, such an ordinary send-off team, Zheng Quchi was selected as his wife..."

"It's just...he, it's her."

Whether it's fate, destiny or something else, Wei Yao doesn't know, he only knows that there are so many women around the general, but he just chose Zheng Quchi.

Therefore, she is different from others to him.

Wang Zebang's pupils trembled, and it took him a long time to utter a few words: "But why is it her?"

This time the question was not so firm.

Wei Yao shrugged and joked, "I don't know, why don't you take the risk of being hacked by the general and ask yourself?"

Wang Zebang was asking seriously, but he washed him away and angrily gouged out Wei Yao's eyes: "Since you don't know anything, why are you talking so much?"

Wei Yao stretched out his arms to hook him, and the two brothers gave him a good push: "Because I don't want you to make a mistake because you can't turn your head around for a while. I don't know how important Zheng Quchi is to the general at this time. , but thinking that he was willing to give up the original plan for her and choose an adventurous way to start the war, he guessed that even if it is not unique, it is still very important. If you have a gap with her because of Gong Shulan..."

"Whispering!" Wang Zebang couldn't listen anymore, and interrupted aloud: "I, Wang Zebang, will only be loyal to the general in this life. As long as it is the general's wish, even if I change my heart and tear off a layer of leather clothes, I will pretend to be willing. You Think you can beat me?"

Wei Yao opened her eyes exaggeratedly, and said with a broken smile: "Yes, we are indeed inferior to you in this regard. You have the heart of an old father, and I know it all."

"What nonsense are you talking about, don't be disrespectful to the general!" Wang Zebang said angrily.

"Zebang, we can't make decisions for the general. What kind of path he will take in the future and what kind of person he chooses are up to the general himself, but what is certain is that he will always have us by his side." Wei Yao raised her head. grin.

Hearing these words, Wang Zebang's mood fluctuated, and after a long time, the knot in his heart was finally loosened a lot.

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On the other side, Weiyao tried his best to untie Wang Zebang, trying to resolve the conflicts accumulated invisibly, while on the other end, Fu Rong was also doing his best to untie Yu Wencheng.

But compared to the gradually harmonious atmosphere over there, he only felt that he was in dire straits at this moment.

The mansion of the city guard, the south garden covered with bamboo and cypress shadows, Yu Wensheng stood in the porch, Qiu Han hugged his neck, he faced the wind in a large and thin black robe, did not wear a mask, but tied a red gauze scarf around his eyes On the table, holding a sugar bag stained with patches of dark brown stains in his hand.

Once he takes off his armor and returns home, he will have a pale face, hair as black as a thick fog, and his thin and sickly demeanor is like green smoke, just like the official in the painting.

He has taken back everything that belonged to Zheng Quchi from the pretender, including the sugar bag that Zheng Quchi picked up after falling.

He always likes sweets these days, and whenever he is free, he will always chew caramel one by one.

But seeing that there was not much sugar left in the sugar bag, he couldn't bear it anymore.

In the past, there was always Zheng Quchi who would buy him supplements from time to time, but now she is gone... If he finishes eating, what will he do in the future?
Holding it in his hand, the temperature in his hand will make the sugar melt, let go, and he feels empty in his heart. Tortured by such repeated emotions, he hasn't slept peacefully for a long time.

When Zheng Quchi was by his side, he was used to sleeping until dawn, but once he returned to the days when she didn't show up, he would find it difficult to endure the night.

After Fu Rong came over, he saluted and followed Yu Wensheng's order.

"Describe to me in detail how you recognized her in Guijialing that day."

Fu Rong wailed in his heart, mother, here we come again.

These days, the general always asks him to recall over and over again how and from what angle he used to identify Zheng Quchi's identity.

"That day, as soon as Fu Rong saw Sang Xuanqing pretending to be the general's wife, he felt a familiar feeling on him. This came from my familiarity with the human body. Everyone's bones are unique, even if they are similar. Yes, it is impossible to achieve the exact same level, so I doubted it, observed carefully, and finally concluded that Sang Xuanqing should not be a man, but a woman..."

Fu Rong was numb, as if he was reciting, he recounted everything that happened that day, including the details and mental activities of how he recognized Zheng Quchi.

Because it was too general before, the general asked him to say it again.

Later he detailed the content.

But because it was too brief, the general asked him to repeat it.

Therefore, he has rich content.

Now that he is a mature storyteller, he can achieve a true and full storyline, which can fully satisfy the listeners.

"At that time, the general's wife's eyes were very sharp. Seeing that her subordinates were about to come forward to arrest her (I can't mention that she had signs of aggression at that time, she would be hated by the general), she immediately loosened her skirt a little (actually because of the emergency, she pulled it with great force, showing large shoulder and neck area, but it cannot be said, the general will goug out his eyes), and the subordinate happened to see the luan bracelet on the lady's neck..."

Finally, the things to be explained were finished. Fu Rong thought that this trip should be over, but the general suddenly asked.

"How many injuries did she have?"

Fu Rong was terrified after hearing this. He didn't dare to look at the general's questioning expression at this moment, so he just said bravely: "There are six places in total. The places where the whipping should be concentrated are on the back and legs, and the bruises from falling are on the elbows, knees and jaw. at the waist... the hidden weapon wound."

Speaking of hidden weapon injuries, the surrounding air suddenly dropped by ten degrees. It was already cold outdoors in winter, but now it was unbearably cold.

"No, you forgot to mention, and the palm wound on her chest."

Fu Rong trembled even more: "...Yes, the subordinates ignored it."

Where did the palm injury come from?
He wasn't the one who hit him, so what's the matter with the general's creepy tone like a dead man? !
Yu Wensheng stood under the corridor, the shadow from the roof tiles made his eyes dim: "A few days ago, I found a strong and strong barbarian to try, with the same injury, the same position, and the same experience. A catastrophe, guess what happened to him now?"

What Fu Rong is most afraid of now is to answer the general's questions, and he has no idea which sentence he really wants to answer, and which sentence is talking to himself, asking and answering himself.

Before, he answered a question based on his feeling, probably the wrong answer, and he almost didn't survive, if he hadn't been alert and quick to answer...

I didn't dare to answer, but I had to answer: "He... is dead?"

"Yes, dead." Yu Wensheng nodded.

Seeing the general eating caramel again, this kind of scene happens frequently recently, but every time Fu Rong finds it weird and scary.

He didn't understand how the general got into this habit, but subconsciously he thought his change came from his wife.

After holding back for a few days, Fu Rong finally mustered up all his courage, and blurted out: "General, Madam will be blessed in the sky. Since Moye kidnapped Madam, he only thought it was profitable, and he would not sit idly by if he thought about it." I watched Madam die of serious injuries, and lost the important bargaining chip used to blackmail us."

"But Yang Gu and the others said that she disappeared and escaped by herself. Do you think this is trustworthy?" Yu Wensheng asked again.

Fu Rong opened his mouth with difficulty: "Uh, this matter... may be true, or it may be false."

God, if he's guilty, please let him go out and kill the enemy instead of staying here and talking about obviously dangerous topics with the obviously mentally disturbed general.

He was worried that he really wouldn't survive the next second.

(End of this chapter)