Molested Zulong at the beginning

Looking along the prestige, a plump young woman came into Bai Su's sight.

I saw that she was wearing a pale yellow dress, her jet-black hair was tied up with a woman's hairpin, fastened with a simple pearl hairpin, she looked very capable.

She wore small wooden clogs, which accentuated her extremely tall figure.

With a pretty fair face and big eyes, she was looking at him suspiciously.

Indeed, Cao thief was filled with ecstasy when he saw it.

"It's Mrs. Chen."

Bai Su knew the wife in front of her. She was a local widow, and her husband died early in the war.

The local shop where Sister Zheng made saltpeter ice, seeing that she knew how to do business, let her manage it for convenience.

And she also often comes to report to Sister Zheng, and sees each other often, Bai Su and her are also very familiar.

Seeing her strange expression, Bai Su looked at himself.

He suddenly couldn't laugh or cry and said: "I just got into poetry for a while, and I just recited a poem."

As he spoke, he explained the meaning of the poem to Mrs. Chen.

Mrs. Chen's complexion turned red, and she felt a little ashamed in her heart, because she misunderstood what it meant.

She was still thinking just now, why did Mr. Bai insist on following, that girl named Chi Chi is outside the window, isn't she afraid of being seen?

Thinking of this, she wished she could dig out an Efang palace on the ground with her toes.

Seeing her embarrassed look, Bai Su kindly changed the subject: "Madam Chen is here this time to look for Miss Zhao?"

Mrs. Chen nodded and said lightly: "Well, the total harvest this month is [-] guan. I was about to tell the young lady, but she doesn't seem to be here."

Bai Su pondered for a moment, then said: "Miss Zhao, I went to Xianyang some time ago, I guess I won't be able to come back in these two days."

"That's it, then it seems that we can only come here after a while."

Mrs. Chen seemed to have thought of something, she looked straight at Bai Su with her beautiful eyes, "I wonder if you can write a poem for me, so that my trip will be worthwhile."

Bai Su scratched his cheek and said with a smile, "Of course it's fine. I wonder what poem Mrs. Chen wants?"

Mrs. Chen smiled happily: "Young master has learned five chariots, and he is a genius in this world. Even Miss Zhao often praises you. Why don't you write a more complicated poem for my slave's family?"

Bai Su was taken aback for a moment: "How about a complicated method?"

After pondering for a while, Mrs. Chen said with a smile: "How about the theme of heaven and earth, yin and yang, four seasons, five elements, men and women, and livestock?"

Bai Su suddenly gave a wry smile: "You are more than a little complicated, this is simply embarrassing me on purpose."

Mrs. Chen couldn't help pursing her lips into a smile, and handed over the carving knife and the bamboo slips: "If it were someone else, maybe there is no way, but I believe that with the talent of the young master, I will be able to write it."

Bai Su took the bamboo slips, and shook his head helplessly: "Forget it, since Madam said so, how can I let you down."

He rubbed his chin, gently turned the carving knife in his hand, thought for a while, and suddenly had an idea.

Picking up a small carving knife, he carved slowly.

After a long time, after Bai Su finished carving the last character, he blew off the bamboo scraps and passed the bamboo slips over.

"It's written."

"It's actually written?" Mrs. Chen's face showed a hint of surprise.

She looked down and saw a poem neatly written on the bamboo slips: "There is a ditch three feet above the ground, and the water flows all year round. No cattle and sheep come to drink water, but monks come to wash their hair."

It has to be said that Bai Su wrote most of the topics she requested.

Three feet is the earth, four seasons are the sky, cattle and sheep are livestock, monks are men, water is the five elements, but there are no women.

Mrs. Chen looked at Bai Su suspiciously: "I said Mr. Bai, there is not a word in your poem about women, how to show men and women, the changes of yin and yang."

Bai Su smiled mysteriously: "Although I didn't write a word about women, every word in the poem is about women, and the way of yin and yang."

Mrs. Chen froze for a moment, then repeated her words in her mouth.

When she read about a ditch three feet above the ground, she seemed to think of something, first she lowered her head and took a look, and then her pretty face flushed bright red, she spit lightly, and gave him a blank look.

The flirtatious look in his eyes made Bai Su sigh inwardly.

No wonder Cao thief likes wives so much, this kind of teasing is more interesting than a girl with a confused face and wide-eyed eyes.

Prime Minister, I understand!

Just when he was about to speak, there was a sudden noise in the distance.

Bai Su was stunned for a moment, and followed the prestige.

I saw a large number of troops approaching, with a group of cavalry clearing the way in front, followed by infantry in black armor, closely behind.

The soldiers holding long daggers stood neatly on both sides of the road, each with their heads held high and their chests held high, majestic.

These people are well-armored, obviously higher than ordinary soldiers.

The leader among them is a female general in a black skirt and armor, her jet-black hair is tied into a capable temple, riding on a tall horse, with a long sword pinned to her waist, and the red cloak behind her is blown by the wind. Moving, majestic.

Obviously an elite division.

Bai Su stroked his chin, and said with some doubts: "The one who mobilizes so many people is trying to catch the remnants of the Six Kingdoms who assassinated some time ago, but Miss Han has already left, so who can they catch when they come now?"

He shook his head amusedly, and he looked like watching the excitement was no big deal, and commented on the Daxia soldiers in the distance.

It's just that, I don't know if it's his illusion, but he always feels that this group of people seems to be walking towards him.

The woman reined in her horse and stopped slowly, looked around Xi Zhou, and shouted, "Bai Su, where is Mr. Bai?"

"Fuck!"

Bai Su was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect that this group of people came after him.

Mrs. Chen on the side also froze: "Bai...Mr. Bai, have you committed a crime?"

It seemed that she felt that what she said was too straightforward, so she changed her words: "Mr. Bai, if you commit a crime, you should run away quickly. I have some troubles here. Don't be caught by the court to serve in corvee outside the Great Wall."

Bai Su smiled wryly: "I'm so stuck at home, what can I do? Besides, even if they really come to arrest me, it's enough to send five or six people directly. As for sending thousands of people over, I'll see what happens." There must be a misunderstanding."

After all, at most he only wrote poems and flirted with his wife, and he didn't commit any major crimes. As for sending so many people over?

When did Daxia engage in literary inquisition?

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath and walked over.

Seeing Bai Su approaching, the female general was stunned: "Who are you?"

Bai Su cupped his hands and said: "This military lady, the villain is Bai Su. I have been staying at home these days and never went out. Did you find the wrong person?"

The female general looked at Bai Su: "You said, you have been living in this house?"

Bai Su nodded: "Yes, Miss Jun happened to meet someone with the same name and surname, and she found the wrong person."

"No, it was you I was looking for."

The female general waved her hand to the person behind her: "Come on, send me to the car, sir."

"what?"

Bai Su was taken aback for a moment, but before he could react, two soldiers in black armor forcibly held him up.

Like a group of thieves going down the mountain to snatch the little daughter-in-law, they just forcibly stuffed Bai Su into the carriage.

As the groom on the shaft raised his whip, the carriage, surrounded by a group of people, drove towards Xianyang.

Mrs. Chen was left with a stunned expression.

She swallowed, looked at the mighty leaving team, and murmured: "It's over, looking at the posture, it should be more than just serving for two years."

Chapter 60 Be in awe of your clothes

"I said, general, is there some misunderstanding between us?"

Bai Su sat in the carriage with a dazed expression, question marks all over his head.

He recalled it carefully, he didn't offend anyone recently, why did he arrest himself so well?

Could it be that someone found out that I helped Miss Han?

But this shouldn't be the case. Logically speaking, for such a small matter, the local government should just arrest people. Why did Xianyang send soldiers and horses here?

I am not a survivor of the Six Kingdoms. After the nobles, as for such a mobilizing force, will I send soldiers and horses from Xianyang to escort them?

"Hehe, you don't need to be nervous. I'm not here to accuse you, but a nobleman wants to see you. I'm also following orders."

The female general in a black skirt, riding a black horse, followed closely beside the carriage, and said with a smile.

"Your Majesty?"

Bai Su was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help asking: "This general, can you tell me about the specific situation, who is this noble man, and why does he want to see me so well?"

After learning that he was not convicted of the crime, he was relieved.

However, the doubts in his heart became more intense. After all, the status of the person who could directly dispatch troops from Xianyang must be extraordinary, but he tried his best to recall for a long time, but he couldn't think of any clues.

He doesn't know anything at all, the nobleman of Xianyang.

The female general in black armor smiled: "The last general is only following orders, and I don't know the specifics. You don't need to ask, you will know when you arrive."

Although Bai Su still has a lot to ask, but now he can only temporarily suppress the doubts in his heart, lift the curtain and look outside.

It was found that after entering Guanzhong, the convoy never stopped, heading towards Xianyang Palace.

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Xianyang Palace.

The atmosphere is a little weird.

Li Si, Meng Yi, Feng Jie and other important officials in the court held wine cups, looked at each other, and found that the other's face was also full of suspicion.

Just now, His Majesty summoned them, those in the court who opposed the alliance with Yuezhi's Northern Expedition to the Huns, and the opposition came over.

It is said that there is a great talent in the market who can solve the worries of the court.

They were skeptical about His Majesty's statement.

Soldiers and horses go first without using food and grass. This is an eternal truth.

With the bravery of the Great Xia Tiger and Wolf Division, it is easy to expel and defeat the Xiongnu head-on where the logistics can be maintained, but it is difficult to continue chasing and killing the Xiongnu, completely cutting off the vitality of the Huns and beheading tens of thousands.

After all, relying on official roads, galloping roads, and the Great Wall to transport supplies beyond the Great Wall, the imperial court is almost at its limit. It is almost impossible to continue to extend the supply line and go deep into the hinterland of the grassland.

The vast grassland is flat, but there are no dangers. The city is stationed. Once the Huns attack the back of the detour for thousands of miles and cut off the supply line of the imperial court, a fire will burn the food and grass.

The hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses sent out will be like the Zhao army in the Battle of Changping in the past. Because of the lack of food, there is no way to enter the ground, and eventually the hundreds of thousands of troops will be wiped out. This risk is too great Taller.

As important ministers in the court, they have been thinking hard for a long time but they can't come up with a solution. They don't believe that a person born in the market can solve this problem that has plagued countless famous generals in the Central Plains and the logistical pressure for thousands of years.

Sister Zheng looked calm and her eyes were indifferent.

She looked at the eyes of everyone in the hall through the bead curtain that fell from the jade crown, and she didn't have the slightest worry about the opposition from Prime Minister Li Si and other civil servants.

Although she wasn't sure what method Bai Su would use, she was very sure of being able to solve this problem.

Firstly, it was out of trust in Bai Su's talent.

All kinds of ingenious ideas emerge in an endless stream on weekdays, many new things that surprise her, and his proficiency in the way of eating and drinking, I believe he will have a way.

The second thing is, of course, it was the news that he learned from his young daughter. Bai Su had already predicted the outcome of the meeting between the two parties, and it would definitely end in failure, unless the logistics problem could be resolved.

Based on Sister Zheng's understanding of Bai Su's character, if he said this, he must have a countermeasure in his heart, but he was lazy and unwilling to say it.

In the past, sister Zheng would just turn a blind eye and let him be lazy.

However, in terms of this kind of big policy that can change the fate of the country, of course, sister Zheng will not let him go easily. She must tie Bai Su to Xianyang Palace, so that he is like a lever for a well, held in her hands, unable to escape.

As his hands kept swaying up and down, his talent, like streams of sweet spring water, gushed out continuously until he drained the last trace of ink.

Whoever made him dare to take advantage of his drunkenness to commit the crime of deceiving the emperor, this is the price he paid.

His rouge horse, which is unparalleled in the world, cannot escape his palm.

I don't know what kind of expression he will show when he knows his identity.

When Sister Zheng thought of Bai Su's stunned expression, her vermilion lips couldn't help evoking a slight smile.

at last.