Confused country poison concubine

Chapter 659
Although she also had the experience of fighting hand to hand with others, including the offensive and defensive battle in Yecheng, but it was only a small-scale encounter, after all, it was a strife among her own people.

It was the first time for her to experience such a war that affected tens of millions of people, or she felt chills just seeing these scenes.

This time when she was traveling, she personally appointed the supervisor of ceremonies and people from Cangjian Pavilion to form her own trusted guard.

The members of the ceremonial supervisor had never seen such a bleak scene, and they all had melancholy and solemn expressions on their faces.

Qiu Yebai turned his head to look at his team, the people from Longwei and the people from the Supervisor of Rituals were walking on both sides of the grain truck, and they walked for a day, but there was hardly any conversation.

Qiu Yebai looked at Han Yu and saw that he was talking with Lu Wei in a low voice while riding a horse with his head down, so she rode to Han Yu's side: "We have been walking for almost a whole day, how long will it take to reach the provincial border?"

She originally expected to arrive at the border before evening, so she could take up some time and prepare for it, but she forgot for a while that southeast Guangdong is mountainous, and this road is not easy to walk. .

Han Yu wiped the sweat off his forehead, looked at her and smiled politely: "We'll be out of Dongzhou in half an hour's walk."

Qiu Yebai looked at him, raised his eyebrows and said: "You said that an army of more than 2000 people was trapped on a mountain. If the sky is dark, how can we evacuate conveniently?"

Han Yu also frowned, as if helpless: "But there is no way to do it, you have also seen that what the Miao people want is to meet people at this time, you and the Miao people are old, why don't you tell them why?" Are we going to choose this point in time to choose to exchange hostages?"

She looked at Han Yu, smiled lightly, but didn't speak.

Han Yu's eyes made Han Yu's hair turn cold, and he tightened his hands on the reins: "Why is Dugong looking at the lower official like this? Could it be that the lower official said something wrong?"

Qiu Yebai looked at him and chuckled softly: "People say that old ducks have a tough mouth, Mr. Han, you are not much older than me, why is your mouth tougher than your uncle Han Zhong?"

Obviously he has been taught a lesson, and his teeth have all been knocked out, yet he is still so ignorant at the moment, speaking with sarcasm.

Han Yu's expression froze, and he didn't know how to answer Qiu Yebai for a while, so he just snorted coldly: "Duke Gong..."

"By the way, Mr. Han, have you heard that although the mouth of the old duck is hard, it is the most suitable for soup. The old duck soup with winter melon nourishes yin and reduces fire."

Qiu Yebai interrupted him directly, and smiled faintly: "I don't have any hobbies on weekdays, but I like to cook, and I am very good at skinning old ducks. I take a casserole to peel the old ducks and clean them, and stew them on top." After an hour, even the hardest duck mouth will be stewed."

Han Yu was covered in a cold sweat when she smiled so slyly, and the horrible picture of his autumn leaves being washed, peeled and stewed suddenly flashed in his mind, and the sarcasm he wanted to say was stuffed in his throat, and he said everything not coming out.

Qiu Yebai looked at his depressed face, raised his eyebrows and said: "Mr. Han, why do you look constipated? Don't always be so angry when you are constipated. The more angry you are, the more constipated you will be. Drink more winter melon and old duck soup. It’s good for reducing fire and laxative.”

When Qiu Yebai spoke, he didn't shy away from it and lowered his voice, so the people nearby, whether they were the Longwei or the Rites Supervisor, could hear it clearly, and the people on both sides couldn't help but laugh out 'puchi'.

The people in Longwei were still patient, but the people in the Supervisor of Rituals and Cangjiange laughed unceremoniously.

Embarrassment suddenly appeared on Han Yu's delicate face, and his complexion also became the color of a pig's liver, and he just popped out a sentence: "Don't bother Mr. Du to worry about it."

This man is very vulgar.

Qiu Yebai curled up a mocking smile, and rode away.

When Xiao Qi passed by him, he raised his hand provocatively and made a gesture of a knife on his neck. Han Yu was so angry that he almost wanted to jump over and strangle him to death. .

On the other hand, the lieutenant Lu Wei patted Han Yu's shoulder, suppressed a smile and lowered his voice, "Okay, don't be annoyed, this Qiu's words are interesting."

"It's interesting, what the hell does it mean!" Han Yu almost doubted whether Lu Wei was from his side, and gave him an annoyed look.

Lu Wei smiled secretly, then shook his head, and said sternly: "Okay, don't say a few words, let's remember what we are going to do, that little boy named Qiu is not a good friend, have you seen him before?" Skillful, if he really wants to touch you, no one here is his opponent, let alone we can't fight him at this time, do you remember what Captain Han said?"

When Han Yu heard this, his body froze again, and after a while he gritted his teeth and said coldly, "I'll save it."

Lu Wei patted him on the shoulder, looked at the backs of Qiu Yebai, Xiao Qi and others in front of the escort team, and sighed softly: "It's a pity, with such martial arts, I am afraid that we will not lose to our marshal. If we can get on the right track , Serving the country, must be another titan!"

Hearing this, Han Yu snorted contemptuously, expressing his disdain.

When the sun slowly disappeared over the mountain, leaving only the sky full of fire and burning clouds, Qiu Yebai and the others finally arrived at their destination.

Because not far away, there is already a small group of people standing quietly at the entrance of a mountain depression. A group of 30 people are all wearing rattan armor, blue cloth on their heads, straw sandals on their feet, and two long and short bows on their backs. The dress of a human soldier, who is it not the Southern Xinjiang rebels!

"Is the person here Qiu Dugong, the chief inspector of ceremonies?"

The other party's Chinese is quite fluent, and the Chinese with a southern mountain accent made Qiu Yebai look a little dazed.

But Han Yu didn't need her to come forward to answer, he had already galloped forward and said loudly: "Exactly, I waited for the request of General Anajiuye to collect the food and come to the appointment."

The leading team of the other party asked to check the food, Qiu Yebai and Han Yu had no objection, so they asked the other party to come over to check.

The team leader led his men over to inspect the food, and opened the hatches one by one to look at it. When they saw the snow-white rice, the black and thin Miao soldiers showed great surprise in their eyes, but they did not relax. Be vigilant, even stick a knife into the rice to make sure there is no one hiding inside.

When the last car was checked, the leader of the Miaoren team opened the door and saw someone lying on his side next to the rice, as if asleep, he was taken aback for a moment, his eyes flashed fiercely: "This is..."

"This is our Mr. Grain Weigher. He weighed your grain all night yesterday. He is too tired today." A hard voice sounded.

The Miao man turned his face to look at the short Han soldier. Seeing that he had delicate features and an iceberg-like expression on his face, he frowned and called two more Miao soldiers over to carefully weigh the lying man. Mr. Liang checked the food around him, and he told the others to leave after making sure there was no problem.

(End of this chapter)