The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 642
Suburbs.

barracks.

Zhang Kui sent Zhu Qing away and returned to the camp. When he saw the boss looking at the charcoal pot in a daze, he didn't dare to come forward to talk to him. He poured out the cold tea and replaced it with hot tea on the small table.

Bu Liu came to his senses when he heard the noise, "Is someone sending you away?"

"Send away."

"No more words?"

"Not a word was said."

Bu Liu listened and was silent for a while, "How credible do you think Zhu Qing's words are?"

"Half and half, after all, there is no real evidence."

"I think it's eight percent credible."

Eight points?

so much?
Zhang Kui walked over and sat down on the edge: "Boss, why?"

Bu Liu recalled the situation that day.

"Although these men in black didn't reveal anything, their skills gave me the feeling of wild wolves. They gathered in groups but didn't panic."

Zhang Kui was confused when he heard this.

"If Mr. Xie hadn't been young and energetic, and had not chosen that knife unexpectedly, we would have had no chance of winning."

Bu Liu: "Those of us who are marching and fighting, when we get to the battlefield, we only see the enemy, and the wild wolves only see the prey. It can be seen that the master behind this group of men in black is someone who has been on the battlefield. people."

"Boss, this is too far-fetched!
"However, the timing of Third Master asking Zhu Qing to come is somewhat intriguing."

Bu Liu ignored Zhang Kui's doubts and said to himself: "His Majesty just said earlier that he would go on the expedition himself, and asked the King of Han to accompany him on the expedition..."

Zhang Kui was anxious: "Boss, you should keep talking!"

"This guy is a true princeling!"

Bu Liu shook his head and smiled: "It seems that he came for this reason when he showed kindness to me at first. After all, the prince has no foundation in the army."

Although Zhang Kui didn't understand why Mr. Xie was a princeling, he felt very sympathetic when he heard what the boss said.

"Let me just say, he can't have no purpose."

As soon as he finished speaking, a guard spoke outside the tent: "General, someone from the Ministry of War is here. General, please go to the Ministry of War to discuss matters tomorrow morning."

"I see."

Bu Liu picked up the tea cup and took a sip slowly.

The Ministry of War called him to discuss matters. Most likely, he was asked to accompany His Majesty on the expedition, and his position was still the forward camp, to fight a bloody path for the army.

Third Master Xie sent the message at this juncture, and he also expected that he would definitely go on the expedition with His Majesty.

"Zhang Kui."

"Boss, here."

"Go to the city tomorrow. I'll go to the Ministry of War. You go to the Military and Horse Department and ask the Third Master if you dare to have a drink with me again?"

"Boss, are you going to..."

"Since I can't find out..."

Bu Liu's tone suddenly became tough: "Then take this opportunity to force him to speak for himself!"

Zhang Kui was confused again.

What can't the boss find out?
What did the third master say?
……

late at night.

Other courtyard.

Zhao Yishi was wearing a gray brocade robe, his expression was calm, and nothing unusual could be seen.

Pei Xiao and Xie Zhifei both said their mouths were dry, but he continued to drink wine leisurely.

Pei Xiao: Brother, what should we do?

Xie Zhifei: I don’t know.

Pei Xiao: How about choosing a good-looking one from Jiaofangsi and spending the night with her?
Xie Zhifei: You deserve to be beaten.

Pei Xiao: Are you looking for an eminent monk from Seng Lu Division to talk about Buddhism and life?

Xie Zhifei: Not as good as Jiaofangsi.

"What do you think is good about being born into an emperor's family?"

He finally said, "Caught between His Majesty and the Crown Prince, the two are not human beings."

Zhao Yishi rarely complained and his endurance skills were better than anyone else, so when he said such words, Xie Zhifei and Pei Xiao felt particularly distressed.

"As the grandson of the emperor, I have to obey His Majesty. Even if he asks me to marry a man to be his concubine, I can only marry him and cannot refuse."

He lowered his head, his voice low and hoarse. "If I throw away this layer of skin of the emperor's grandson, the only fate will be death. Not only will I die, but all of you will die as well."

Xie Zhifei kicked Pei Xiao: Still for Li Daxia.

Pei Xiao sighed inwardly: The word "love" hurts people!
"In this world, everything ranges from traffickers and pawns to princes and generals..."

Zhao Yishi gritted his teeth, "Who is not struggling? Which one is easy? Who can do whatever they want?"

Xie Zhifei reached out and hugged him, but said nothing.

Pei Xiao patted him on the shoulder and said nothing.

From Huairen's standpoint, what he said and did was right; from Li Buyan's standpoint, what she refused was also right.

Since they are both right, who is wrong?
"Sometimes I really envy you."

Zhao Yishi raised his head and looked at Pei Xiao: "Although your father calls you a little beast every day, he loves you more than anyone else in his heart. Not to mention Mr. Xie."

Xie Zhifei nodded.

As long as he howls at his own father, he will give him whatever he wants.

"do you know?"

Zhao Yishi's eyes slowly glowed red, "I just asked him to give me a smile, and I felt that everything was worth it."

His body was shaking, his voice was shaking, and he softly said another sentence——

"It's worth giving up on her.

……

People cannot drink the wine of sadness, the more they drink, the sadder they become.

Zhao Yishi was drunk.

He was very well-behaved when he was drunk. He didn't make any noise or make a fuss. He curled up under the covers and slept with his head covered.

Xie Zhifei and Pei Xiao, one spent the whole night fighting on the bed, and the other cowered behind the bed all night.

The next day, Zhao Yishi woke up and looked at the sleeping posture of the two of them, with a moist and hot feeling in his eyes.

Those few words yesterday were spoken out after being forced to a certain extent and under the influence of alcohol.

He had no one to talk to.

He is the high-ranking grandson of the emperor, extremely noble and wealthy. Who believes that he has survived for more than 20 years all because of the word "forbearance".

Only with these two people, he was willing to occasionally reveal a little bit of his vulnerability and breakdown.

Zhao Yishi got out of bed quietly.

Shen Chong walked in and was about to speak when he stopped him with a look.

"I'll go back to the palace first. When they wake up, I'll have them waiting on them without any neglect."

……

Xie Zhifei actually woke up when Zhao Yishi got out of bed, but just pretended to be asleep.

Men are all about saving face.

Huairen is no exception.

When the footsteps went away, he sat up and wanted to reach out to push Pei Xiao, but he saw Pei Xiao looking at him with his eyes open.

This kid is also transparent, pretending to sleep with him.

Xie Zhifei wiped his face and said, "On the other side of Hanwang, we still have to think of a way. It would be too risky for him to follow us."

Pei Xiao rolled his eyes to the sky.

Who doesn’t know this principle, but what can be done?

Besides, if we discuss these things early in the morning, are we still going to let people live?

The two of them had breakfast in another courtyard and returned to the Yamen respectively.

Xie Zhifei had just taken the hot tea from Ding Yi when Zhang Kui, dressed in ordinary clothes, walked in behind Zhu Qing.

Why is he here?

Xie Zhifei quickly put down the tea cup, stood up and greeted him: "Brother Zhang, there are few visitors."

Look at that little mouth, it sounds so affectionate.

Zhang Kui cleared his throat with disdain, "My boss has something to say to you, sir."

"Please say."

"The boss asked the third master if he dared to have a drink with him again?"

What's not to dare?

Xie Zhifei raised his eyebrows: "Drink!"

(End of this chapter)