Ma'am help, the general is in trouble again

Time flies by with one person's dedicated guidance and one person's hearty performance.

As the sun goes down, the statue of Fu Hao has evolved from an ordinary, crude and rough stone statue to a fine line of work. Although it cannot be said to be lifelike or lifelike, there is no doubt that it is about to be sculpted successfully.

Zheng Quchi watched from behind, and the cold sweat on her forehead had dried completely.

She secretly broke into a cold sweat, recalling how brave she was when she stopped Gan Xin from going on a killing spree.

In fact, she was just pretending to be calm at first, and she didn't know how things would turn out in the end, just like she wasn't sure whether Gan Xin would be able to catch her sudden whim.

Fortunately, he is savvy and has an aesthetic appreciation for craftsmanship. She did not show him the image of the statue of Fuhao, but only designed some standard ranges for him to perform within a safe range and strength. Personal artistic creation.

The height of the eyebrows, the thickness of the nose and lips, the fat and thin ratio of the face to the ears, all these have to be weighed and decided by him.

The "good woman" in front of me has been re-created, which is equivalent to a redefined character. The sculpture as a whole is like a blooming flower, exuding a fresh and beautiful atmosphere. Her contours are smooth, highlighting a strong sense of fitness. There is no doubt that she is a vibrant and optimistic woman.

These are the character characteristics and forms displayed by Gan Xin.

I don’t know where he drew inspiration and design for the characters when he was creating, but he actually created such an image of a woman that is different from the current popular aesthetic of virtuous women.

Gan Xin was still concentrating on carving. Wang Zebang and Wei Yao finally arrived late after receiving the news. When they rushed over in a hurry, they quickly inspected the scene. After clarifying the situation, they strode to Zheng Quchi's house. Side: "Madam, are you okay?"

When Zheng Quchi saw them, her heart felt as if she had eaten a weight. At this time, she felt more confident.

"I'm fine." She shook her head.

There were obvious signs of fighting around Fuhao Jingwan, and most of the Xuanjia soldiers who came with the wife this time were injured. They immediately looked at Gan Xin on the pedestal with unkind eyes.

"he is……"

Zheng Quchi lowered his voice and exchanged information with them: "He is Gan Xin, the one from the Mo family who gave him the name Crazy Sword. You know that, right?"

"Is it him?!" Wei Yao and Wang Zebang's expressions suddenly changed.

"Yes, and I suspect it's the various robbery equipment he built for road bandits."

Wei Yao's serious expression, when he saw Gan Xin holding his own weapon and slashing left and right on the stone statue, he couldn't help but ask: "Then what is he doing now?"

Zheng Quchi said: "Sculpture."

Wang Zebang's eyelids jumped when he heard this, and he simply took over the words and continued to ask: "Why is he suddenly here... sculpture?"

Lan Yue said with a look on her face that "all this development is as bizarre as a dream": "It's the madam who is fooling her, no, it's the madam who previously recognized that Gan Xin has the talent to become a great craftsman, but he didn't believe it, and the madam continued to fool her, no, As a guide, I asked him to practice his skills with the statue of a good woman first."

Wang Zebang and Wei Bang stayed for a while after hearing this.

"...He just believes it?"

The four of them, including Lan Yue, nodded heavily: "He believes it!"

Wang Zebang and Wei Yao: "..."

I haven't heard anyone say that Crazy Blade Gan Xin is not very smart.

If the four of Lan Yue knew what they were thinking, they would definitely say that it was because you knew nothing about Madam's deception skills.

At this time, Gan Xin finally put away his knife and stopped working. He looked at a brand new "statue of a good woman" and completely abandoned all the sounds around him, completely immersed in his own creation and artistic atmosphere.

He looked at this "freshly baked" statue and couldn't hide his excitement: "I succeeded!"

No, it was Madame who succeeded.

Zheng Quchi was the No. 1 person who took advantage of every opportunity. He was just chatting with Wei Yao and the others. He turned around and immediately gave him an exaggerated and encouraging sentence: "It's done very well. You can achieve such results for the first time. You really do." There is some understanding in him.”

Gan Xin lived so long and was quickly praised by others. Who would praise and encourage a great man? On the way to pursue craftsmanship, he suffered all kinds of disappointed looks and disdainful sighs. , as if everyone is telling him - you can't do it, just give up, don't waste time on useless things.

No one can withstand a round of vigorous praise. If he can, then continue to sugar-coat the bombs, unless he is elated and dizzy.

Gan Xin's tiger eyes widened. He was an eight-foot tall man and eager to learn: "If I want to learn wood carving, can I do that?"

"It's not a big problem," she replied conservatively.

"Can you teach me how to do it?" he asked again.

At this time, Zheng Quchi was about to take Qiao, and she said: "I can only teach my students."

This is enough of a hint. If you want to learn, you can just abandon the darkness and turn to the light. She will not bother to teach someone from the enemy.

"I can't be your student." Gan Xin decisively refused.

He looked at Wang Zebang and Wei Yao. He had met these two people while secretly snooping and recognized their identities. When Gan Xin looked at Zheng Quchi again, his eyes were completely different from before.

Gan Xin is not stupid, but he usually relies more on intuition than on thinking.

"Are you Yu Wensheng's bride, Zheng Quchi?"

Two close confidants named Yu Wensheng appeared at the same time, and he couldn't think of anyone else who would obey her words.

Zheng Quchi replied simply: "Yes."

Yu Wensheng's bride is actually Zheng Qing of Ye State, who is now being targeted by various countries!

Gan Xin took a deep breath: "Everything you did before was just to lure me into the game?"

"Yes."

He asked again: "Do you want me to abandon the Mo family and join your camp?"

"Yes."

Zheng Quchi was calm in his heart, so he answered very smoothly.

Gan Xin stared at Zheng Quchi for a long time, then looked around at the people around her.

Under his oppressive eyes, it was difficult for anyone to be calm and composed, at least not Wei Yao and Wang Zebang. They felt a deep and terrifying sense of threat arise spontaneously, and their whole bodies could not help but tense up and exert all their strength. Be on guard against this momentum.

"Not yet. I, Gan Xin, act according to law. I must give them an explanation for the Mo family's affairs, but Zheng Qing... I will come back to you."

As soon as Gan Xin finished speaking, he swung his sword across. The wind howled and hit people's faces like needles. They hurriedly covered their faces and turned around. When everything calmed down, they turned back. Gan Xin beside the statue of Fuhao had disappeared without a trace.

Huh... everyone couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that evil god was gone.

The loudest among them was Zheng Quchi. She was so brave before, but now she is so timid.

Wei Yao couldn't help but laugh: "Madam, I thought you weren't afraid of him?"

Looking at the way she handled Gan Xin with ease just now, he really thought that her newborn calf was not afraid of tigers.

Zheng Quchi's back was actually wet with sweat, but she couldn't retreat. If she retreated, they might have been wiped out by now.

"How could you not be afraid? It's especially uncomfortable to feel like your life is in someone else's hands."

After expressing her true feelings, she thought of the business they were going to do: "You are back. Have you solved the road bandit issue?"

"Yes, we found out that they were trying to escape southward with the assassin. There was a group of mysterious people covering them on the way. Zebang and I didn't know why before, but now I know that they were planning to escape to Go to the Mohist realm." Wei Yao said.It sounds like this relationship is indeed a bit complicated. The sword-carrying guards of the first queen of Ye Kingdom have joined forces with the Mohists who have never dealt with Ye Kingdom. What is the situation? We can't be enemies of enemies, but friends, right?
"Then we can close the net. We must not let them escape, especially since the key to all this is the assassin. We must find out who he is."

Wang Zebang said: "We think so too. Madam, don't worry, we have already made complete preparations. They can't escape."

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She still had to wait for news about the road bandits. As soon as she returned to the camp, after Zheng Quchi had eaten and drank, she felt the physical and mental exhaustion of this period came over her. She waited and waited for someone and fell asleep without realizing it. No dreams until dawn.

She woke up suddenly.

After a good night's sleep, Zheng Quchi was refreshed, his eyes were bright and his mind was clear.

She stretched herself out and stood up, and when she looked outside, it was already blue sky and white sun.

"What time is it?" she shouted outside.

The guard outside the tent immediately replied: "Go back to Madam, it's already chen hour."

"Did Adjutant Wang and Guard Wei Jin come here last night?" Zheng Quchi asked while taking care of himself.

She slept in a daze last night and moved from the office to the bed to sleep by instinct, but she had no memory at all.

"I came once last night, but my wife had already gone to bed, and Adjutant Wang and the others left. They also came once this morning, and left after waiting for about half an hour."

He looked for her twice in the evening and in the morning. It seemed that he was either in trouble or had something to report to her, but according to her guess, it was definitely the former.

"What about them now?"

"Adjutant Wang told them when they left that if Madam wakes up and wants to find them, she can go directly to the dungeon."

Zheng Quchi gulped down breakfast and hurried to the dungeon.

As soon as she entered, she heard the prisoners in the cell shouting "Stop" angrily and excitedly, while Wang Zebang and Wei Yao looked sinister like villains, holding red-hot irons and fainting in front of those who had been tortured. The assassin from the past is about to press on.

Zheng Quchi: "..."

"stop!"

This shout was not made by anyone else, but by Zheng Quchi.

When Wang Zebang and the others heard this, they turned their heads and stopped what they were doing when they saw the general's wife coming.

"lady."

They bowed their eyebrows and bowed their eyes to Zheng Quchi.

The road gangsters in the prison also looked at Zheng Quchi in unison. This time they were captured again. They were obviously far less energetic than the first time. Everyone's eyes were full of dejection and unwillingness, as well as hope for the future. Worry and fear.

Zheng Quchi walked over quickly, took off the soldering iron from Wei Yao's hand and threw it back into the charcoal basin: "Don't worry about it yet, I want to ask you two something."

Seeing that Zheng Quchi stopped them and continued to torture the assassin in black, the angry road bandits and others stopped yelling and tried their best to stop them.

Seeing that the lady did not allow them to continue the execution, Wei Yao and Wang Zebang did not say anything. They seemed to have become accustomed to obeying her orders and submitting unconditionally.

"Please speak, madam."

Zheng Quchi stretched out his hand to hold up the assassin's face, looked left and right, and asked, "Have you seen King Ye?"

Although the two felt that this question was too wild and had nothing to do with what was happening now, they still answered honestly: "I have seen it."

Zheng Quchi got closer and looked at the assassin for a while, then hesitantly said: "Then he... looks like King Ye?"

She pointed at the assassin, her eyes drifting to Wang Zebang and Wei Yao, asking for the answer.

Wei Yao was shocked: "What?!"

Wang Zebang frowned and stared at the assassin suspiciously: "He looks like King Ye? King Ye has a pair of phoenix eyes..."

"His eyes were closed, so I couldn't see clearly. Do you remember that when he opened his eyes, did he have a pair of phoenix eyes?"

Wei Yao thought about it for a moment: "It seems like..."

Zheng Quchi's eyes flickered and she said, "Isn't there the simplest way to determine it?"

She looked at Wei Yao.

Wei Yao woke up immediately. He stepped forward, pulled open the assassin's clothes, turned his head and looked at the back of his neck, and found a red spot mark there.

Wei Yao was shocked: "How could..."

Zheng Quchi also leaned over and took a look, and an inexplicable look flashed in his eyes: "It's true."

When Wei Yao heard what she said, he couldn't help but ask: "Madam, how did you guess it?"

"I just dreamed about it last night. I suddenly dreamed about it."

These words are of course meant to fool people.

In fact, it was on the way that she tried to sort out what had happened recently.

She thought about the first time she saw this assassin at the Wujue Temple in Yongfeng Mountain in the Julu Kingdom. He didn't know who was sent to assassinate Yu Wensheng, but the mission failed and he was captured on the spot.

She didn't think much about it at the time, but when she thought about it later, she found that there were a lot of doubts.

If we were to assassinate a top master like Yu Wensheng, how would it be enough to send just one assassin?What is the intention of the person behind it?
This is doubt one.

Later, when the public lost the situation, she also gave her a guess.

At the beginning, he was sure that even if Yu Wensheng returned to Ye Country, he would be troubled by a huge problem, as if Gongshu Jiruo knew some secret.

This inexplicable assassin is now the assassin that the road bandits are desperately trying to save. Will this assassin have anything to do with Yu Wensheng's troubles?

If so, what kind of trouble will he bring to Yu Wensheng?

She thought about the missing eldest prince again. She thought that Xing'an, who could make the road bandits obey their orders, was the missing eldest prince, but he was not. What about the eldest prince?
The person who can make the gangsters and others work hard to save them even if they go deep into trouble, will definitely not be insignificant...

After some thought, she came up with a bold guess.

If the person behind the scenes knew the true identity of the assassin and deliberately sent him to assassinate Yu Wensheng, but died at the hands of Yu Wensheng, and that person exposed this matter again, you can imagine the trouble Yu Wensheng would get into.

Wang Zebang also did not expect: "His Royal Highness, the crown prince whom King Ye has been searching for for many years without success, is actually in our hands..."

"Is this considered a meritorious service?" Zheng Quchi asked curiously.

Wei Yao: "That's right..."

But Zheng Quchi pointed at the assassin who had fainted and let out a deafening question: "Does it count if a person is tortured like this?"

Wang Zebang and Wei Yao exchanged words and broke into cold sweat: "..."

Treat it once and nourish it, and it should still be considered. If it doesn't work, then the merits and demerits will be equal to each other. (End of chapter)