My lord, she is beautiful and good at fighting

"Okay, I'm really looking forward to it," Wei Wan lowered his eyes and gently raised his lips, "Lord Lieutenant, do you want to accompany me? Come and ask for your life."

"Madman——" Meng Gong shook his head and hid behind, but Wei Wan did not give him that chance. He used his spear and put the blade of the spear on the back of Meng Gong's neck and led him forward, "All of you in the Wei family are The most vicious evil spirit!"

Wei Wan smiled and said: "Whether it is a very evil person or a cold and cruel ghost, in the eighteenth level of the underworld a hundred years later, with the company of the county lieutenant and the people of the three counties, it can be considered lively."

Rong Xian raised his eyes, flattened his thin lips, raised his hand to open the clothes, and cut them with arrows. The sound of the tearing silk shook everyone's eardrums and struck the tip of Meng Gong's heart, as if a cut had been made on it. He gasped and his eyes suddenly widened, arousing some consciousness.

Meng Gong turned his head away, spread his hands on the ground, and scratched the ground. His vision was blurred for a moment, and he shook his head: "It has nothing to do with me, Xu Nong. Yes, Xu Nong agreed!"

"Xu Nong?" Wei Wan's eyes narrowed slightly. She held the reins and pressed the horse sideways. "What did he agree to? Open the city gate and welcome the barbarians into the clouds? So, you two are working together to escape today."

"No -, it's not like that," Meng Gong shook his head. The pain in his neck and the tearing sound in his ears were all eroding his reason. "I'm not running away, I'm just protecting myself! This is all his fault. He agreed to lure the wolf into the house because he wanted to cooperate with others! I just, just obeyed."

"You shouldn't arrest me, you should arrest Xu Nong." Meng Gong was a little confused, and the pain of falling from a high place came over him little by little. He raised his hands to cover his stomach and fell to the ground, "I am not the one who hurt him. ! People from the three counties in this city should not be counted among me!"

"According to this, it can't be considered innocent," Wei Wan pointed out and retracted his spear, "Did you listen to Xu Nong and open the city gate?"

Meng Gong was silent, but then his eyes widened suddenly. He looked at the letter in Rong Xian's hand and suddenly got up and charged. The guard tightened the reins, and the black horse beneath him stepped on Meng Gong with its hooves, spitting out blood on the spot.

"I'm here to interrogate." Rong Xian handed the letter to Wei Wan, drove his horse forward, turned away from Wei Wan's horse's head, leaned over and picked up Meng Gong's clothes from the back of his neck, and rushed into Yunzhong County.

Rong Xian did not put the man on the horse, but held the man by the back of his neck sideways, and drove the man and the horse side by side. Meng Gong's feet fell to the ground, and Rong Xian just like this, dragged the man from the horse path to the city wall.

He turned over and dismounted, raised his hand and threw the person against the city wall. He opened the fan in a blink of an eye, and there was a thin slit on his face, right at the corner of his lips. It was so thin that not even a trace of blood flowed out. But this position was clever, as long as it was When he opened his mouth to speak, he felt stretching pain, and then blood slowly oozed out.

The corners of Rong Xian's lips twitched into a smile, making him look as gentle as an orchid gentleman: "Who are you scolding, fierce ghost?"

"Weidu and Yunzhong are separated by mountains and seas. The defense line of the border town is strict and no birds or beasts can escape." Rong Xian pressed the handle of the fan against the person's throat. The blood from the guard's spear blade falling on Meng Gong's cheek had already slid down to his neck, staining it deeply. After removing the clothes, there was no more new blood flowing from the wound, and it gradually began to solidify. "It depends on the clothes seller."

"No, it's not." Meng Gong looked away and shook his head hastily, "I don't know. I didn't receive the letter. Xu Nong did."

"Xu Nong took the letter and gave it to you." Rong Xian heard the words and moved the fan handle sideways. The tip of the fan blade was placed on Meng Gong's throat. As long as he pressed an inch deeper, he could cut the person's throat in an instant. " How does he know that you will be of the same mind as him?"

Rong Xian paused and suddenly smiled: "How can you confirm that what you saw is Xu Nong."

Meng Gong was stunned, recalling the scene of that day, the sweat on his forehead dripped into his eyes, and suddenly turned gray: "It's him! It's him."

"Why is it him? Xu Nong evacuated the people at that time, and the people hiding underground in Yunzhong County can all testify to him!" Rong Xian scratched his Adam's apple with the blade of his fan, and spoke with a question, but he was surprisingly sure, " It was he who told you to open the city gates before evacuating the people."

This move immediately aroused the hair on Meng Gong's back, fearing that he would be taken to hell with these unspeakable secrets if he missed it: "I, I don't know - I didn't see him evacuating the people, but it was he who asked me to open the city. Door."  "When did the letters and silk from the capital of Wei begin to appear in the clouds?" Rong Xian's fox eyes widened inwards and outwards, with a coldness at this time, more like a monster locking his soul, making his scalp numb, He answered unconsciously, "Two months ago?"

"I don't know," Meng Gong closed his eyes and endured the tears on his lips, and said reluctantly, "I only received the letter that Xu Nong gave me when I was in Xihe City, one in two copies and one in the other. Seal it in the hands of Xu Nong."

"Xunong's eldest son was picked up before Xihe City was destroyed. When the county asked about it, Xu Nong only said that he was going south to Luoyang to study." Meng Gong swallowed his saliva and felt the scraping of the blade as it slid. He licked his dry lips nervously, "There is also a young son, who is...in the cellar."

"Before Yunzhong decided to open the city gate, the youngest son lived in the cellar for several days. When asked by the yamen, Xu Nong said that he followed the eldest son to go sightseeing." Meng Gong squeezed the corners of his clothes and rubbed the back of his hand. , "But when I went into the cellar that day, I clearly saw the young son of Xu Nong."

"The cellar in the clouds is connected with each other and is shaped like an underground palace. It's the time when the young boy is restless."

"Oh?" Rong Xian held the handle of the fan for a moment, and the tip of the fan instantly made a bloody mark. "So, Xu Nong did not intend for the people to hide in the cellar from the beginning, but to protect his youngest son."

Meng Gong felt the wetness in his throat and instantly raised his voice to scream, but he suppressed it under the gaze of Rong Xian's rather distant fox eyes.

……

Wei Wan downstairs was turned away from her horse by Rong Xian, holding the letter in her hand. It was not difficult to guess what Rong Xian was going to do. She probably felt that she was being threatened and said a few unpleasant words. For Wei Wan, these were indeed true. It's not a bad word, it's not even painful.

Thinking that the arrow in Rong Xian's palm just now was sparking at his fingertips, he felt even more amused.

Wei Wan unfolded the silk letter and touched the ink on it. It was not a precious and special ink mark, and the letter silk was not used by the clan, but the silk used for writing letters in the palace was made with special craftsmanship. Even if Wei Wan specially Even if you find someone to search for Jinque, there will be no traces left.

What's more, Wei Jie may not want to get so much.

However, there are no gates in the upper reaches of the Huai and Wei rivers to the west of the Xi River. Only the water canal supervision and construction plan shows this, and this supervision and construction plan will only be handed over to King Wei's desk after the Water Conservancy Department appeals.

Wei Wan couldn't help but think for a moment, and suddenly raised his eyes, it was...

Before his thoughts had settled, General Bi, who was leading Xu Nong to find the entrance to the cellar, was turning back towards the outside of the city. His tone was somewhat calm, blending with Xiao Su on the surrounding battlefield and the dark clouds over Yunzhong County: "General, Yunzhong The county lost 38,000 people..."

"Report to the tower and tell Rong Xian," Wei Wan tightened his grip on the reins, his eyes turned red at the words, and he said word by word, "Ling, Chi."

"Thirty-eight thousand knives."

4000 words today, supplemented on 2023.9.14, "Lord" has words today. Congratulations, I persevered! It’s only now that I’m writing that I realize whether this book of mine is considered a group portrait article.