romantic flower

"Some people joined the army when Feng Qingting was around. After Feng Qingting died, the paperwork for these people's entry was temporarily suppressed by King Kang, so we found a way to use the people he didn't like. Make the best use of things and people to make the best use of their talents?" Song Yi said lightly.

Uncle Zhong stared at Song Yi with a complicated expression for a long time, and then asked the doubts in his heart, "Mr. Song, did you come here for King Kang from the beginning? Madam, do you know what you think?"

Uncle Zhong has been with Song Yi for a while, and he is the old housekeeper of the Yue Mansion, so his eyes are naturally clear. How can he not understand Song Yi's hostility towards King Kang Zhao Ze at this time.

So he wanted to know, Madam Yue knew about this, or Song Yi did it privately.

Song Yi looked at Uncle Zhong and said calmly, "Uncle Zhong, judge with your eyes, is Madam more wise, or am I more cunning?"

"I understand." Uncle Zhong lowered his head slightly, and then walked forward...

Uncle Zhong naturally understood that Song Yi's answer was not a clear answer, but he understood clearly that no matter whether Song Yi was more cunning or his wife was more wise, he didn't need to know the purpose behind the scenes, just like Tathagata As Madam said, Uncle Zhong obeys Song Yi in the direction of major matters, and Uncle Zhong can make up his mind on small matters.

Before, Uncle Zhong didn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence, but now it's easy to think clearly!What Mrs. Yue means is that Uncle Zhong only needs to help Song Yi understand the situation, and Song Yi is in charge of other matters. No matter what Song Yi wants to do, it is a big deal...

When I returned to my room, it was empty except for simple tables and chairs and a big bed, even the air was cold.Thinking that Qingyan's belly must be getting bigger, and wondering whether the baby in her belly will make Qingyan suffer, and thinking that Huang Ying will probably get along well with Qingyan, how is Xu Chang doing well with Qingyan and the others now? ?those business...

Once a person misses home in a foreign land, the longing will rush over like a tidal wave!Song Yi leaned his arms on his head and looked up, with complicated emotions.

Since coming to the north, he has not eaten well and slept poorly, which is very different from the comfortable life he once thought of.

However, the feeling of familiarity and intimacy after seeing Liu Chen, the soreness when seeing Wang Dazhong sobbing, and the guilt and admiration for those Qingmuzhai people who died in the battle, made him more firm in his decision. .

Men can be greedy for enjoyment, but they must not forget righteousness at any time. A group of poor people in Qingmu Village can do it. Naturally, Song Yi has no reason to shrink back...

It was late at night, and there was some movement outside the window. Before Song Yi fell asleep, he opened the window and saw a figure lying on the railing on the terrace looking at the stars in the distant sky.

Sensing the sound of pushing the window, the figure turned around, and a bright face came into Song Yi's eyes, it was Wang Shu.

"I'm sorry... I didn't know I would disturb you. I've moved very lightly... I just can't sleep." Wang Shu had already changed into a women's plain shirt in the style of the Great Zhao Kingdom. , the figure is full of the enchanting beauty of a woman.

Song Yi handed a chair out from the window and said, "Sit down if you can't sleep, and I just can't sleep..."

Wang Shu hesitated for a moment, took the chair that Song Yi handed over and put it outside the window, she peeked into Song Yi's room, the quilt on the bed was really not messed up, so she believed that Song Yi couldn't sleep either.

Inside and outside the window, there was a waning moon, and the two people had different thoughts.

"I'm thinking about my country, what are you thinking about?" Wang Shu asked, lying on the window sill like Song Yi standing by the window sill.

"I'm thinking about my family..." Song Yi said.

"Oh...I miss my family too, I don't know how they are now..." Wang Shu sighed, looking sad.

"Tell me about your family and your country... I don't know what kind of country you Korea is now!" Song Yi asked with a smile, he always unnaturally remembered the popular Plastic surgery country.

When Wang Shu saw Song Yi asked, he became interested and began to talk about it, as if someone was willing to listen. It is also a happy thing for her to tell about her hometown and family...

From her words, Song Yi can hear that although she has been praising how beautiful her hometown is, in fact, most of them follow the cultural customs of the Han family, and it seems that the medical conditions there are worse than those in Da Zhao. A lot, because Wang Shu himself said that she almost died of a serious illness when she was a child, so she later studied medicine with medical officers, and practiced martial arts with swordsmen and warriors from Wang Ting... But when it came to her troubles, Wang Shu complained Thinking back to the day when he still failed to defeat Song Yi, and complained about Song Yi's despicable deceit...

After talking about it, she suddenly remained silent, and the clear crimson color could be seen clearly on her fair face in the dark night.

Song Yi also thought of that, coughed twice and said, "Don't mention what happened that night again! And it's normal that you can't beat me, even if you are the master of your country, I am the low of our country hand, but you still can't beat me..."

Wang Shu gave Song Yi an annoyed look, with a strange aura.

Not similar to charming or flamboyant, natural and fresh.

"What about you...why are you homesick?" A shy look flashed across Wang Shu's face, and he turned to ask about Song Yi's words.

"My home is in the Jiangnan of the Great Zhao Kingdom. It is a very beautiful and prosperous place. There is a beautiful lady in my home who is pregnant with our child, so I miss it very much, I miss them..." Song Yi said with a distant look.

"Oh, are you married yet? But I think you are different from other soldiers. Why do you want to be a soldier? You are not like someone who has no money..." Wang Shu said in surprise.

"Just like you, you don't know what the Great Zhao Kingdom is like, but you have to work so hard to come to the Great Zhao Kingdom for some people, and I actually don't know what the battlefield is like, but for some people, I also I have to come..." Song Yi said meaningfully.

"It's so complicated...but I forgive you as a liar, you look like a good person!" Wang Shu said with a faint smile with two dimples on the corners of his mouth.

Lying on the window sill, her face is like a fresh and bright flower.

Perhaps because he hated Zhao Ze too much, Song Yi subconsciously reminded, "The King Kang you are going to see will look more like a good man, but I hope you will not be so stupid as you are now and laugh when you see him... I I don't know what conditions you can use to exchange with Rang, but compared to him, you are too... tender."

Wang Shu frowned slightly, his expression was full of worry and he said, "You are all unwilling to help me, but you want to tell me that the person who can help me is not a good person... Is this too bad?"

"If your country can keep improving itself, you don't need to ask us. If you are smart and strong, you won't go to Kang Wang. After all, you are too weak...so you can only be slaughtered! As a weak person, if you If you don't want to resist, then you must have the consciousness of suffering!" Song Yi said in a calm tone.

Wang Shu looked a little angry, sat up, glared at Song Yi angrily with puffed cheeks, turned his face angrily to look into the distance, and left Song Yi with his back...