Bandit girl unscrupulous: kidnap a prince to farm

Chapter 83 091 The Perfect Chess Game
Lou Junqing, who was far away in Korla, read the letter in one breath, and his eyes were red. The sister-in-law who had never met before had done so much for their Lou family. Refugees are no better than the army. They don’t care about discipline Yes, they only want to eat, just to survive, and they can do anything, but just such a 15-year-old girl has to leave the impenetrable Mu family, go to the accountant to give porridge to appease the refugees, and work for them. Giving them a way to survive, but what they bring is the stability of the accountant's office...

"Brothers and sisters, good job!" Lou Junqing couldn't help murmuring even though he knew he couldn't hear him. He closed his eyes, adjusted his emotions, and ordered the deputy general to gather the troops. Read Lou Shaoqing's letter to everyone verbatim.

"It's the same for women, what about men?" Lou Junqing was full of energy, his voice was like thunder, and it exploded in everyone's ears, it was shocking.

"Guard my northern border, protect my health, kill! Kill! Kill!"

Thousands of people roared in unison, the sound shook the whole field, and the men in Beijiang were full of enthusiasm!

Lou Junqing's blood was bursting, and several lieutenants blushed. They became more and more curious about and admired this princess whom they had never met.

After reading the letter, Lou Junquan sighed and threw the letter to the princess. After reading the letter, the princess couldn't help but sigh: "What a girl, the prince has to think about how to thank her."

Lou Junquan closed his eyes and leaned on the mat. Outside the autumn examination room, the bright and moving eyes under the shade of the trees flashed in his mind. They were eye-catching and pitiful, and her elder brother Mu Jinyan was even more rare. Only, it's a pity that her father is a leader and a bandit.

"I think what about the bandits? It's not been a year or two since the prince has been stationed in the northern border. Are the bandits or the rebels the best?"

One sentence made Lou Junquan's eyelids twitch, the northern border is full of bandits, but the bandits have the morals of bandits, while the thieves are all beasts and have no humanity.

Lou Junquan fell silent and did not open his eyes after all.

The content of Lou Wu's letter is very simple, but it is to continue to stare at Shi Zifei and protect her well.

Mu Jinxuan pouted after reading the letter, Lou Shaoqing obviously imitated her, isn't the red lip print on the rice paper the one she gave him?

But after seeing it, she was happy again, and she couldn't help laughing when she thought of Lou Shaoqing wiping her red lips and making lip marks for her.

She looked around with her big eyes, she was the only one in the room, and the doors and windows were closed. The little girl spread the rice paper on the table, pursed her lips, and slowly bent down.

Even on the cold table, it seemed to be the soft and warm lips of that person. The little girl kissed her with a sweet mouth that was still full of meaning. She sweetly put away the paper and hid it in her chest pocket together with the note. inside.

She has to dress sweetly.

The refugees in the counting room soon disappeared, and some of them found jobs in the counting house and became clerks. The counting house became the only place in northern Xinjiang where they could open their doors to do business. The merchants poured in like a tide, making this area The small towns are getting more and more crowded. In the corners where the refugees used to be crowded together, the merchants who couldn't find an inn to live in, had to sleep on the streets, had no choice but because there were too many people.

And Dongfeng Yixiao also opened the door, making money with all the shops.

Muzizhou led the refugees to start building houses and streets. There are two types of houses, one is for residents and the other is for factories. They are not built in Dawangzhuang, but on the plain outside Dawangzhuang. A group of people are waiting for food. It's time to eat, and everyone worked hard, which can be regarded as repaying the kindness of the meal.

At night, Mu Zizhou went to the place where the refugees slept to give them lessons and brainwash them. While establishing Mu Maofeng's tall image, he taught him not to forget the well diggers, to behave in a well-behaved manner, and to be a sincere person.

The refugees were thoroughly washed, worked hard, and ate quickly. So far, there have been no troubles.

But it’s okay here, it doesn’t mean it’s okay in other places. There was a refugee riot in Lintao, they robbed the merchant’s supplies, fought with the caravan, and seemed to injure some people. The garrison in Lintao was mobilized to suppress the refugees. , Many leaders were arrested, and many people died.

After Mu Jinxuan heard the news, she felt very uneasy. Lou Shaoqing went to Lintao, and what they sent was also supplies. Could it be something happened to Shaoqing?

Snow hugged it, tied the letter, and watched the fat pigeon flutter its wings away, as if it had taken away its own heart.

It didn't take long for the letter to come back, only a few words, saying that he was fine, but even so, she was still worried, because she couldn't feel at ease because she couldn't see it.

Lou Shaoqing was not telling the truth.

He was injured, but not serious, just a slight skin trauma.

But it wasn't because he was injured in the looting, but because those people rushed at him!

He could even be 100% sure that these people were targeting him, and they were just deliberately assassinating him in the name of a refugee. Fortunately, he had already made preparations to attract the snake out of the hole, and it really attracted the big fish.

Shen Changsheng arrested many people and interrogated them in different places in private. He tried his best to torture a few people mixed in with the refugees. Less useful stuff.

When the letter was handed over to Lou Junquan, King Bei Jing frowned.

The movement in the palace has changed, if someone wants to be in power, he must be moved first!

Hmph, is it true that he, the king of Beijing, is the head of northern Xinjiang, and even his head has been weathered?

A letter from Lou Junquan was sent to the capital immediately, and the letter was handed over to Fourth Highness Yu Wenzheng.

Yu Wenzheng evoked a charming smile: "Someone really wants to die by himself." As he said, he threw the letter to Lou Yuqing, with a smile in his beautiful eyes: "Yuqing, tell me, how can this move be the most perfect? "

Lou Yuqing smiled and said, "Naturally, he has no way forward and no way back!"

"Checkmate!"

The two looked at each other and laughed.

While bandaging Lou Shaoqing, Shen Changsheng said, "Your Highness, what should we do now?"

Lou Shaoqing raised his eyebrows: "Kill them, leave no one behind!"

"But they are all refugees. Didn't they give outsiders a lie and cause trouble for the King of Beijing?"

His Royal Highness smiled coldly: "They are attacking the caravan, what's the matter next to the King of Beijing?"

Shen Changsheng knew it, and that night he led his men disguised as businessmen, and killed all the troublemakers. After finishing the matter, he only left a sentence: "I told you to rob me, do you think I'm a businessman for nothing?"

What happened in Lintao really attracted the impeachment of several other princes, saying that they killed innocent people indiscriminately. King Bei Jing only said that it was the revenge of the businessmen, and humbly said that the murderer must be arrested, and the people who died in vain were innocent.

But all the tricksters know that the person in the caravan is Lou Shaoqing, and the order was given by Lou Shaoqing, but now the father and son have broken up, and... if they say it, they know about it thousands of miles away, Undoubtedly, he couldn't get rid of the relationship, so he could only swallow the words in his stomach, and swallowed his anger.

Prince Jing's mouth curled up in amusement, but he was disdainful in his heart.

When he rode a steed to fight in northern Xinjiang, you hairy dolls were still wearing crotch pants!
(End of this chapter)