My lord, she is beautiful and good at fighting

Chapter 20

Shen Kuang walked to the center of the hall and stood with folded hands: "I wish to be the king's leader. But I'm just a warrior, I'm afraid I can only take over Master Wu's hand to supervise the matter of going to Yecheng."

"Okay!" King Wei slapped the table and rubbed his palms, "Shen Qing is worthy of being a pillar of our country of Wei, and he has solved the urgent need of the widow. Reward!"

"It is my duty to serve my country wholeheartedly." Shen Kuangcheng knelt down to thank me, his wise eyes lowered, "My lord, I have another unkind request."

"Shen Qing is too modest," Wei Wang sighed, "If you hadn't had your great help back then, I would not have come to where I am now! If you have any requests, just ask them."

"My eldest son, because he is protected by the king, spends his days playing with cats and dogs in the market place. Now that something is happening in the east, I would like to ask my king to exile my eldest son to Yumen to fight for the stability of our family and country."

King Wei frowned slightly, and at this juncture, he proposed to send his descendants to the border.

It was difficult for him not to wonder whether Shen Kuangcheng's intention was to accept this hot potato because of this request, or to accept this mess in order to maintain the royal power. He made this request just to preserve a little bit of blood inheritance.

"Shen Qing, the border is so bitter and cold, how about letting Young Master Ling join the Xiaoqiguard?"

"Your Majesty, I think it is inappropriate. My eldest son is obviously a descendant of the general family, but he is not as good as my youngest daughter. Not to mention that he has accomplished nothing, he is also a real idiot. This matter is known to the whole city. If he joins the Xiaoqi Wei, people in the world will inevitably feel that the king is unfair."

King Wei pondered for a moment, and his eyes fixed on Shen Kuangcheng, looking up and down for a long time: "Then it is according to what Qing said, but Shen Qing has made no mistakes, so naturally the young master cannot be exiled, he must be an expatriate. With the widow's handwritten order, both the deputy and the vice are in the same position."

"On behalf of the eldest son, I would like to express my gratitude to the Holy Grace." Shen Kuang bowed with a great gift and hid the actuarial function under his eyes.

Hearing this, both Zhao Zeng and Li Qin almost stared into a hole in Shen Kuangcheng.

After the guard king finished speaking, he turned his eyes to the civil servants' side again, and happened to meet Master Zuo's hateful eyes. He immediately narrowed his eyes and suspicion suddenly arose in his heart: "Li Qing,"

Li Qin was startled by King Wei's protruding voice, and hurriedly raised his head and arched his hands: "Your Majesty."

"You always aim at benefiting the country, and you don't seek wealth and honor. I don't know if you count?"

Li Qin raised his head, just happened to bump into Wei Wang's furious face, and was startled: "Naturally."

"Since that's the case, I'll leave it to you to take care of the welfare of the people of the world."

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty," Li Qin gritted his teeth and straightened up. This is an offense to the entire court!One can imagine that he was still mocking Wu Shizhi yesterday, but today this unlucky job fell into his hands, pity him for being an old bone, but reduced to cleaning up the mess for a dead man.

Don't let him know who is killing people in the royal capital!Really bad luck.

But under King Wei's increasingly dangerous gaze, he sat back on his lap and murmured, "Yes."
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Under the cinnabar osmanthus of Fuyun Pavilion, Wei Wan was leaning on the beauty's couch. A thin layer of sweat had formed on his forehead, his eyelashes were trembling, and he slept restlessly.

Even though he was under the scorching sun, his whole body was clammy and cold.

A pool of blood spread over her ankles, and the soldiers' blood splattered on her face.

The sky is a crow blue, and the wind and frost in winter are like sharp knives, sharp and sharp, setting off a storm of sand all over the sky.

Huge boulders fell from the towering cliffs.

Immediately afterwards, two pieces, three pieces, and countless pieces fell from the sky with an unstoppable force like a gust of wind and rain.

She pressed against the gap between the stones and turned her head: "Wangju, retreat!"

"General, you go first."

"The military order is like a mountain, take the others and retreat!" Wei's hand holding the spear was already frozen and stiff.

"General, forgive me for disobeying this order this time." Wang Ju held a spear and stood by her side all the time.

The soldiers she had rescued earlier gathered around and put their arms around their shoulders, forming a human wall: "We advance and retreat together with the general."

Wei Wan picked up a long bow and held a long arrow in his hand, aiming at the figure on the high hill. Her cold jade face was covered with tiny scratches.

"Generals, listen to the order," she closed her eyes slightly, and the whistling wind swept through the deep valley, shrill and desolate, "Fight to the death and never retreat!"

They all know that they cannot win this battle.

Everyone is exhausted.

Wei Wan knelt at the foot of the Que Que Valley. There were more and more corpses, and the stumps were scattered and folded. She couldn't hold her spear, couldn't hold her bow and arrows, and couldn't find her way out.

Where is her home.

The boulder fell suddenly and hit her back. The huge impact caused her to fall into the river of blood. The blood was deep enough to submerge her nose and mouth. Her slender palms supported the ground, but they couldn't support her body.

A strong sense of suffocation squeezed her nerves, but she couldn't break free.

Wei Wan supported the edge of the couch and sat up, covering his heart with his white hands, and exhaled heavily.

Seeing the light at first sight is as unrealistic as climbing into the clouds and stepping on the fog.

But the impact from the palm and the warmth of the blood gushing out all confirmed that she was still alive.

"Weiwan,"

The clear voice came from above, it was Rong Xian.

She raised her head and narrowed her eyes: "When did you come?"

Rong Xian pursed her lips, and her expression was not as playful as usual. He moved her hair away from her forehead with his knuckled fingers and stroked the top of her head. His tone was very soft: "Don't be afraid, brother, please help me." Smooth your hair and all evil spirits will disappear."

His words did not give Wei Wan a moment of relief and relief, but dragged her into the endless area, which was a high and steep valley, where there was endless blood, and where there was an isolated and helpless struggle.

No one can save her.

Wei Wan blocked his hand and said in a hoarse voice with a hint of coldness, "What's the matter?"

Rong Xian's blocked hand was stuck in mid-air, and after a while, he curled up slightly behind his back: "King Wei Xuanzhao."

She frowned slightly. She had not had time to read yesterday's silk letter when it was handed over to her.But Rong Xian seemed to know what she was thinking, and took out a mailbox from his sleeve.

Wei Wan reached out to take it, took out the letter and wrote:

King Wei has decided to go to Yecheng,

Due to the food and salary issues at Yanmen Pass and Juyong Pass, it has been decided to increase the land tax in Weidu.
These two incidents were mentioned by Zuo Siguo, the former governor of Ge County, and severely damaged Zuo Shi and Yunyang Marquis.

The handwriting is neat and tidy, and the strokes of the pen are punctuated by pauses.

"Chaoge..." In her impression, Chaoge County was not outstanding, and the new official had never proposed tax increase reform.

"Early this morning, Mr. Wu, the newly appointed official, died suddenly at home."

She frowned deeper: "But, what does this have to do with me."

Rong Xian sat down at the stone table at the end of the beauty's couch, and poured himself a cup of tea: "This matter has nothing to do with you,"

"King Wei summoned me because of me."

"Yesterday King Wei sent his cavalry to visit, and I killed him." Rong Xian's face was as calm as the tea he drank.

And Wei Wan was instantly dragged out of the dream by this sentence, the veins on his forehead burst out, and the cold frost on Fu Rong's face also turned into solidification, gradually becoming unbelievably ferocious.

Seeing her expression of "do you know what nonsense I'm talking about", his hanging heart quietly fell, and the appearance of dying like that just now really made his heart tense for no reason.

"I heard that he is considered a figure..."

"Rong Xian," Wei Wan interrupted Rong Xian's words and gritted his teeth, "Just wait until I come back and cut you into pieces!"

She walked past Rong Xian calmly and kicked his leg hard with lightning speed.

Wei Wan's kick was so strong that he forcibly kicked over the stone chair that Rong Xian was sitting on just now, but that person hid even more quickly, and the dust that was kicked up didn't even touch the corner of his clothes.

If he slowed down for even a moment, he would probably lose a leg immediately.

With a smile on his fox eyes, Rong Xian slowly hooked his lips, bent over and cupped his hands: "Mr. Wu An, good work."

She squinted, snorted, and entered the clean room.

　Cranky and kicking people online.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)