Don’t Pick Up Boyfriends From the Trash Bin

Shi Xingyun said goodbye to military affairs.

Yan Yuanheng introduced Yan Yuanzhao into his military account and ordered Ren Qing to prepare his drink, but the two brothers were speechless for a while.

Yan Yuanzhao has long been accustomed to this saw-necked gourd, walking around in his account with his own hands.

Although not hopeful, he still wanted to have some fun here.

Unexpectedly, he did find a rarity.

A corner earthen pond was dug in the corner of the tent, with clear water in it, and three small palm-sized turtles. Two blacks and one yellow, and two blacks lingering in the water, but they are not leisurely. One yellow climbed up to the shore. It didn't seem to be afraid of people, and was curiously looking at each other with Yan Yuanzhao.

Yan Yuanzhao looked at the rarity and crouched down, stroking his chin with his knuckles.

The little turtle was very quiet, holding his head to play with him.

Yan Yuanzhao asked, "What is this?"

Yan Yuanheng: "Turtle."

Yan Yuanzhao: "I haven't seen a turtle yet? I haven't seen a turtle run, and I've seen the soup. I mean, how do you raise a turtle here?"

"Very often."

Yan Yuanheng deliberately bit the word "suchang" very heavily.

Yan Yuan Zhao had a happy moment: "Okay, stop Yunyun. This gift is good. If you do n’t raise it well, you will send it, if you raise it well, it will send it to you."

Yan Yuanheng: "..."

Yan Yuanzhao held the little yellow turtle, who was not afraid of people, in his palm. Yan Yuanheng was sitting and drinking tea.

Yan Yuanzhao had a good time, and said cheerfully, "If you look like you, you won't talk."

... Yuan Yuanheng didn't think that his six emperor brother was very fluent.

He put down the tea cup and walked to Yan Yuanzhao.

Yan Yuanzhao teased the tortoise, only giving his brother a squint.

Yan Yuanheng gave a cough: "Brother Six Emperor. Does Su Chang often write to you?"

Yan Yuanzhao didn't look up, "Ah. How?"

Yan Yuanheng: "Nothing."

Yan Yuanzhao got along well with the little yellow turtle, took it back to the seat and teased, and tried to feed it to drink. After being stopped by Yan Yuanheng, he took some fresh fish to feed.

Yan Yuanheng endured for a long while and asked, "... what do you say in your letter?"

Yan Yuanzhao replied: "How is your health in the border war? Is it alive? Otherwise, what else can you say?"

Yan Yuanheng lowered his eyebrows and said "um", his mood was neither good nor bad.

Yan Yuan Zhao paused there, picking up a small piece of fish: "... occasionally speaking of you."

Yan Yuanheng raised his ears.

Yan Yuanzhao did not say: "That's all."

Yan Yuanheng was disappointed and said, "... um."

The brothers were silent for a while.

After considering the words, Yan Yuanheng tried to break the silence: "When brothers of the Six Emperors often exchange letters, they will know Yuanheng. Yuanheng should also write a letter to inform several emperors ..."

"Excuse me, it's good for you and me. Thirteen brothers don't bother." Yan Yuanzhao didn't give Yan Yuanheng face. "I want to know what it's like to communicate with you. I'll ask you a good sentence, and you can return me Thank you, we have nothing but politeness in the letter. I don't know you yet, you are the most boring. "

The brothers fell into the cold again.

After asking, he couldn't ask what he really wanted to ask.

Yan Yuanheng couldn't hold back, but finally made up his mind and stopped going around: "... What did Su often say to me in the letter?"

Yan Yuanzhao picked up the little yellow turtle and sighed, feeling bored.

Let's go to stop the cloud.

This stuffy gourd is so clear that there is nothing to talk about, and he can hardly talk about flowers with his teeth.

He didn't have the leisure to play Yan Yuanheng with brothers and brothers.

He stood up: "He said that Yan Yuanheng always rushed forward whenever there was war."

Yan Yuanheng nodded, his heart was irresistible joy.

Seeing his appearance in Yu Guang, Yan Yuanzhao couldn't help getting upset.

He reached out and helped the Fufa crown, saying: "He also said that Yan Yuanheng was willing to serve the country, ordered a hundred rides and light rides, chased Pasa at night, beheaded and returned to the army, and the audience would love it. Children know how to martial arts, and if they can break into it, they don't know how to do it. "

Yan Yuanheng didn't smell right, he didn't realize it.

Such words don't seem to be spoken by Shi Xingyun.

Yan Yuanzhao took two steps back to him and stopped in front of the account: "He said, he wishes you to build your career, and you are also greedy for life and death. May you be the backbone of the country, not the hero after death."

Yan Yuanheng's mind turned abruptly, and he wanted to understand who said what he wanted to say to him, only to feel the heat in his chest slightly.

He performed a ceremony: "Thirteen brothers know. Thank you Brother Six."

Yan Yuanzhao waved a little uncomfortably.

Brothers and friends respect that, it really is not suitable for him.

As he tried to get out of his account, Yan Yuanheng called him behind him again: "Brother Six Emperor, the little turtle was always given me."

Yan Yuanzhao: "..."

He just doesn't like Yan Yuanheng's temperament!

Yan Yuanzhao was indignant: "It's not stingy to play with a turtle, but not stew."

Yan Yuanheng said earnestly: "This thing is my reward for beheading Pasha, and it was Su Changren who went to Jiangzhong to catch it for me."

Yan Yuanzhao: "..."

He held the tortoise inconceivably, facing the slick red eyes, wondering: "You risked your life to kill Pasa, and then stopped Yunyao and gave you three kings to give you, even if it is a reward?"

Yan Yuanheng: "Well. I like it very much."

Yan Yuanzhao was planning to put down the little yellow turtle, and when he heard the words, his expression changed slightly.

He thought of the questions he had asked him when he played against Shi Dingyun at General Wangcheng Mansion.

"... Liu Ye wants you to say something. Do you have a tendency to break your sleeve?"

At that time, Shizhang Yun held up his words and did not answer directly, but looking at his expression, he clearly had a heart.

Goodbye Yan Yuanheng, Yan Yuanzhao also felt that he was somewhat different from the past.

Thinking about this, he felt a little bad, simply stopped walking outwards, went back, settled down in the main seat, and raised his glass: "I taste the taste of this white wine in southern Xinjiang."

Yan Yuanheng picked up the little yellow turtle, put it in the pool, and let it go to find its other two playmates.

Yan Yuanzhao drank two sips of wine, supported with one hand, and played with the glass with one hand, seemingly inadvertently said: "... Thirteen brothers, stop with these clouds to stop these days, what do you think?"

...

When Chi Xiaochi entered Lou Ying's account, Lou Ying was already in a wheelchair, and he smoothed out the crumpled book page by page.

Seeing him in, Lou Ying moved the book over naturally, and then patted the armrest of the chair next to him: "Sit here."

Chi Xiaochi sat down: "Sir, I'm trembling there."

Lou Ying said, "I asked you to come and talk about Chu Ziling."

Chi Xiaochi thoughtfully: "Oh-"

Lou Ying laughed: "Oh what."

Chi Koike is serious: "Practice the Bel Canto."

Lou Ying coughed: "... Zhu Ziling."

Chi Xiaochi took the topic back to the right track: "Chu Ziling Chu Ziling."

Chu Ziling's life is now very difficult.

But his remorse remained below 10.

The death of Pasha and Wu Yichun undoubtedly caused him great vitality, but in his heart, Aisha was not dead.

Taking a step back 10,000 steps, even if he learns the news of Aisha's death, for Chu Ziling, he just lost a few manipulable puppets, knowing that he is not a minority of undercover people in South Xinjiang, he still has a lot to do, why bother What about despair?

Chi Xiaochi said to himself: "It's been two months now, and‘ that person ’should be doing something.”

Lou Ying said: "Since he hasn't died, he will always come. But he has been dealing with the North Army for two months, and I heard that he lost a single eye, probably because he was injured, so he came late. . "

Chi Xiaochi said, "I hope he will do it as soon as possible. The young man's heart of the thirteenth prince has been out of control recently, and I may not be able to survive it."

Lou Ying: "I can help you with this."

Chi Xiaochi deliberately got closer: "How can you help me? Tell me to come back as soon as possible? If I don't come back?"

He recently felt that he was not very afraid of Lou Ying, and sometimes he could make a joke with him.

Lou Ying stared directly into his eyes, tapping his fingertips twice on the wheelchair armrest, said gently and firmly, "If you didn't come back just now, I'll pick you up."

Chi Xiaochi: "..."

His eyelashes fell, and he turned to recognize the counseling like a wind, obediently backed up to the chair, and murmured with a cup.

I don't know if it was for the sake of words. After the pair sat for a while, a pro-messenger hurried and handed a letter.

Envelopes are very thick, at least dozens of sheets of paper when pinched.

Chi Xiaochi thought it was something related to the war, and opened it with only a glance, and his eyes burst into light.

Lou Ying discerned the light in his eyes, and his heart followed.

He asked, "... coming?"

Chi Xiaochi flipped through the letter and threw it on the ground, saying, "Yes, it's finally here."

He pushed Lou Ying's wheelchair to a safe place, grabbed half of the tea cup he just drank, and still remembered to remind Lou Ying: "Cooperate, close your ears."

Lou Ying: "... Huh?"

Chi Xiaochi said, "I'm going to lose my temper."

After Lou Ying blocked his ears, Chi Xiaochi kicked up, flipped over the ring chair he just sat on, and picked up the tea cup and smashed it on the ground, smashing the tea cup into a broken body.

The sound was so loud that it could be heard in the top ten military accounts.

Hearing a change in the inside, there was a moment of silence outside.

Within a moment, Yan Yuanheng opened his army account and hurried in: "What happened?"

Chi Xiaochi didn't answer, biting his lips white, and tossing the table without saying a word.

Yan Yuanzhao followed Yan Yuanheng into the account. When he saw the chaos in this place, he calmly said that he first instructed his followers to back down the soldiers who heard the noise nearby before closing the curtain, and frowned, "^ What are you doing?"

Yan Yuanheng noticed a letter lying on the ground, leaned over, picked it up, and turned it up.

The more he turned, the more ugly his expression was.

The letters are clearly secret letters to inform the military of South Xinjiang!

Some of the papers are new and old. Although the date is not clearly written on the letter, it is estimated that the earliest secret letter is the battle between the two cities seven years ago.

That battle was a surprise attack.

However, the southern army of the two cities had long been ready to bury fire mines outside the south of the city and severely damaged the northern government. Shi Jinghong shot an arrow in his shoulder and almost died in chaos.

In the earliest letter, the strategy of surprise attack was detailed, and even pointed out that the North Government Army would attack from the south of the city.

Seeing that they looked so ugly, Yan Yuanzhao couldn't help wondering. After rushing over and turning over two pages, there was a burst of anger: "... stop the cloud, isn't this your word?"

"This is not usual." Yan Yuanheng looked dumb, "The architecture and the pen are exactly the same, but they are never written by one person. When Su Chang often writes, there are always some unusual small habits, such as when writing the word" zhi ", the top It ’s going to be raised a little at the end ... "

Yan Yuanzhao asked, "Who sent these letters?"

Yan Yuanheng took out the top stationery: "This packet should be sent from the main camp. General Shi Jinghong has already seen it. In the cover letter, these letters are from the South to discuss the truce. The special envoy of Xinjiang personally delivered it, and frankly stated that they had a detailed work installed inside the Central Plains Army ... named Zhu Ziling. "

Yan Yuanzhao took a sip of air-conditioner and stopped when he turned to look.

Shi Dingyun's shoulders were trembling, her fingers seemed to be itchy with a fire, and she was cramped and convulsed.

When Yan Yuanheng approached, he stopped for a while and raised his hand to pull his sleeve, but he dropped his hand and stood beside him.

He thought that if he couldn't stand anymore, if he stood closer, he would hug him faster.

Thinking of this, Yan Yuanheng handed the letter from Shi Jinghong to Yan Yuanzhao and told him: "Now the special envoy is detained in the main camp. People also said that he came to the peace talks in good faith and offered his identity as Chu Ziling. In order to show his sincerity, he was willing to face the puppet with Chu Ziling. General Shi has sent people to take a ride in the Snap Camp, also called Su Chang to take a look. "

Yan Yuanzhao looked at it in ten lines, looked at the gray face and stopped the cloud, determined not to fall into the hole first.

"Nanjiang people? They will be so kind to arrest us for trespassing?" Yan Yuanzhao eyebrows. "Don't try to provoke alienation? Then whose name is the Nanjiang special envoy?"

Lou Yingwen whispered: "The person who sent him was Timur, but the person who sent him the letter was a vice general in southern Xinjiang. That person was Aisha's nephew and also a vice general of Pasha."

Yan Yuanzhao said coldly, "Can such a person believe what he says?"

Yan Yuanheng discussed the matter: "If you want to plant damage, he can take these letters to prove that he is often a foreigner. Why would you name a family member and plant a small army? What are the benefits?"

Yan Yuanzhao was speechless, so he had to keep an eye on Yan Yuanheng.

Do you look at your face?

The Chu Ziling was pulled up by Shizun Yun, and grew up together. The friendship was extraordinary.

If Chu Ziling was framed, let alone, if he wasn't, then how should Dingyun handle himself?

Shi Dingyun looked like he had just awakened from a nightmare, looked around in a daze, and looked around the ground, and then slowly got the substance in his eyes.

As if it was confirmed that this was not a dream, he rushed out.

Yan Yuanzhao was startled, chased out a few steps off the account: "What do you do?"

Shizhang Yun hurriedly pulled over a good horse and sat on it: "... I went to him in person. I want to ask him clearly!"

...

Chu Ziling was dragged directly out of the stable.

The person who came to see him was a member of the North Army, and the leader whispered a word with Zhan Dayuan, a black tower han. Zhan Dayuan was discolored, screaming at two stronger sergeants. The linoleum gagged, thrown on the horse's back, and the animal was carried on the road.

……What's wrong? !!

Chu Ziling couldn't say anything. He was frightened for a while, then calmed down again.

He has a special status and is sheltered by his son. He will be treated like this for no reason.

He always kept his hands and feet clean, confident that he would not leave any traces. Unless the Southern Xinjiang people returned the letter he had sent, there would be no evidence to prove that he communicated with Southern Xinjiang.

The only flaws should be those made in the city.

Maybe it was the Beifu Army who caught a detailed work that happened to have sent a letter for himself, and that detail was used as a living to confess himself.

This is not to be feared.

As long as the person is bitten and framed, and the other party has no tokens and no witnesses, what can he do?

Before arriving at his destination, Chu Ziling will think of all the countermeasures.

When he was making an abbreviation, he suddenly heard the horseshoes that came from far and near. Then, the sergeant responsible for escorting him to the horse saluting: "... Major General."

Chu Ziling's eyes brightened, and he looked up and said vaguely: "Stop ..."

The next second, he stopped and kicked off the horse when he stopped his horse and kicked off his horse. He fell to the ground and rolled several times in a row on the dry land, almost twisting his neck.

Shi Dingyun couldn't help but say that he took the whip and drew it away from him.

I don't know if it was a coincidence. The whip was soaked in water, and it was still salty, heavy and heavy, not to mention the fact that he stopped at Yunxingwu and was extremely powerful. When the whip front touched his body, it hurt his bone.

Chu Ziling took pain and couldn't escape, so he crawled away from the wolf howling and called vaguely: "My son! ... Stop Yun, listen to me and let me explain-"

Shi Dingyun seemed to be crazy. Regardless, he beat him up, waved like a heavy rain, and split his head to cover his face. One of them fell on his cheek, and tore off a piece of skin on his face!

How did Chu Ziling have suffered this kind of agony before, it almost hurt and went mad, and no longer had to bother to explain, and devoted all his energy to escape.

During the thrashing, the things that he had properly stored loosened from him and fell on the dry land.

After Chu Ziling rolled out five or six feet away, he suddenly felt a horror, turned his head to see, and saw that Wang Yupei, the southern Xinjiang professed his identity, was rushing and tumbling, and fell out of his inner pocket. !!

For a while, Zhu Ziling was upset and heartbroken, but rushed up against the whip, trying to protect the jade pendant under him.

... this jade pendant must not be seen by Shi Dingyun!

If he saw it, it would be all over!

However, Shi Dingyun had no intention of seeing it at all.

Or, he didn't see it at all.

Because the next second, his boots set foot on that piece of jade.

...... Ka.

Titicaca.

Chu Ziling watched with all his eyes. The jade pendant wrapped in a soft parcel, which he had carried personally since childhood, was stolen by someone who was afraid of greed for money, at the foot of Shizunyun, and the residue was splashing.

Chu Ziling was stunned on the spot, stared at Shi Yun's feet, and was stunned by Shi Yun for a dozen whip, only to recover, tears, cold sweat burst out, his teeth trembled, as if the broken Not jade, but his heart, spleen and lungs.

Through a piece of tarpaulin in his mouth, Shi Dingyun could still hear what he was screaming at.

Chu Ziling growled in a crying voice: "-my jade!"