The Rebirth of an Ill-Fated Consort

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A small butterfly in the capital swings its wings and can only fan a small invisible wind. This intricate wind gathers together, can it become an irresistible storm tens of thousands of miles away, no one Learned. However, at this moment, the subtle changes in this period in the capital do not seem to have spread to the battlefield thousands of miles away.

This is a vast expanse of desert. There are star-studded grasses growing in the desert. The vegetation here is not very beautiful. Therefore, there are not many cattle and sheep grazing here. Looking at the past, it was just a tent set up by the marching war. These tents are covered with thick felt jars to prevent people from freezing in the night.

In the tents with these unique arrays, there is a tent that is very strange. This tent is very gorgeous. There are even thick tassels on the head, but there are only ten guards guarding the outside. These people The clothes and Da Jin are slightly different, and they look like a strong alien style.

A girl in a green dress walked up with a basket in her hand, and the outside guard saw it. The girl lowered her head all the way, and after entering the account, she silently placed the food basket in her hand. On the table, the food comes out from the end of a plate. After she was all set up, she whispered: "Jiang Jiang, the slave, is the new gimmick, you should eat."

The man sitting in the chair in the account raised his head and revealed a handsome face. His look was a little pale, and the green scorpion was born on his chin, but he did not look embarrassed. Instead, there was a kind of sloppy . He heard the girl’s voice sighing a little, and said, "You will speak Mandarin, are you from Dajin Jingcheng?"

The girl lowered her head and said: "The slaves are the people in the capital of the Dajin Dynasty. They were brought over by the southern Xinjiang people. Those who wanted to find people to serve the masters sent the slaves."

Jiang Xinzhi slowly set his sights on this girl. The girl is not very old, it is the age of 16 or 7 years old, the skin is also delicate, a pair of eyes are big and smart, but there is an obvious burn scar on the left cheek, which suddenly destroys the beauty of the whole face, let her The face looks extraordinarily terrifying. It’s because of this face that she was sent here to serve him as a prisoner. Otherwise, she changed her girl like a flower, and she was afraid that the bones that had been eaten by the soldiers here would not be left. .

Jiang Xinzhi narrowed his eyes: "You are a city person, how can you get here?"

The nephew took a moment and said: "The slave is following the gimmick in the army room of the Da Jin Dynasty. I went out with a few sisters in the night before. I happened to meet a pair of squadrons and took the slaves back. ""

This is not a flaw in listening to the words. The army will indeed have a son-in-law for the daily use of the march on the weekdays. These sons and daughters live in other places on weekdays, and Jiang Xinzhi naturally cannot see them one by one. As for the trips in the night, it is not impossible.

It’s just that Jiang Xinzhi listened to the girl’s words and always felt that something was wrong. He couldn’t say it, he could only slowly frown. It’s been a few months since I’ve been caught here. He’s not sure what’s going on outside. These people are holding him but they treat each other with courtesy. The high officials are tempted to seduce and seduce in his teahouse every day. Let him squat on his body and not give up his strength, but he does not kill him. He does not know what these people want to do, but every day they are thinking about ways to escape.

He said: "You were caught here a few days ago, and you should know what is going on outside?"

The person who arrested him separated him from the world outside, and he could not know the specific appearance of the current situation. I don’t know how the army of the Dajin Dynasty was at the moment. When he was captured, Guan Lianghan also scored an arrow. The arrow was so deep that it was not good for one night. There can be no one in the army, and the war is in jeopardy.

"The generals are seriously injured and can no longer bring troops out." Xiaoer whispered: "Now the Great Jin Festival is retreating, Tianjin is pressing hard, and the Dajin army has been forced to the Black Cliff area. But Jiang The deputy will not have to worry. The slaves will listen to the leader on the same day and say that the court has sent reinforcements, and Jin Yingwang led the 100,000 Jinyiwei.

Jiang Xinzhi’s book was so deep that he couldn’t help but sighed when he heard the last sentence: “King Ying Wang?” He frowned slowly, and even if Xiao Yu was sent over, he could see it. How nervous it is today. Xiao Yu is the power hidden in the depths of the Da Jin Dynasty. It seems to be born to fight against a certain force. It is hidden in the dark on weekdays. The emperor's various tolerances for Xiao Yu may not have the reason. Jiang Xinzhi is not a stupid person. In the days of fighting with Guan Lianghan, he can always guess a few points. However, this hidden power as the Da Jin Dynasty is now in the eyes of everyone, even to be brought into the battlefield, and the same day the Jin State has a fierce battle, what happened?

He thought hard, but when he raised his eyes, he saw that he was staring at him with a sneak peek. To his eyes, his nephew is like a thief who has been caught in the current situation. He is red-faced and busy with his head and no longer looks at him.

Jiang Xinzhi’s keen discovery found that although this girl was born with a sly face, she was also very ordinary, and she kept saying that she was a slave. But the act of doing things, but not a person who is used to serving others. On the contrary, even with a few minutes of the noble flow of water. Some people do not have to be noble, especially those who are raised in high-end families. From small to large, they are influenced by the family, and naturally they reveal the aristocratic spirit. The girl in front of her is not like a slave. It is like a lady. Compared with the young lady, she is less arrogant, like a simple woman of nature. But... Ordinary women appear in the enemy camp, which is an abnormal thing in itself.

Jiang Xinzhi slowly said: "Since you are here to serve me, I will tell you that there have been three servants who have served me before you came here. They are all dead."

I looked at him with a sly look.

Jiang Xinzhi kept a close eye on her expression and continued to be unhurried: "Because they are all spies sent by these people, they try to deceive my trust and want to inquire from my mouth. But I found out, I thought that they had pierced them. When their mission failed, they were dragged out and killed by them. Their deaths were also very miserable, such as before you came, I cleaned up a dead body in this account." His voice contains There is a kind of heavy depression, and there is a sharpness of the tip of the sword. From the rolling clouds, the golden light is now coming from the air, with the persecution of people who have no ability to fight, let people have to tell the truth. He said: "Where are you, do you want to stay with me?"

The nephew was shocked by his sudden words, but for a moment, he smiled: "The slaves only came to serve the deputy general Jiang, and naturally they will stay with the vice-president Jiang. Nothing, Vice-General Jiang will eat something first."

Jiang Xinzhi’s slight glimpse, when he looked at the eyes of Shangyu’s children, he found that these eyes seemed familiar, but the crystal clear, if it was really nothing, it was too deep. What he said was not fake, but it was not true. Some of them were natural spies. Some of them were really big Jin people, and even woulding to save him for his danger. It’s a pity, but it’s a pity that they all died in the hands of these people.

As I said, the outside of the account was a person who came in and looked at her, but she did not ask her to retire. It was obvious that she had nothing to do. When the man saw Jiang Xinzhi’s frowning look, he laughed: “Mr. Jiang’s mood today is not so happy. Why, is it too boring?”

The man was wearing a gray robes all over his body, and the whole body was tightly covered, revealing only a smooth and thin chin, and the thin lips looked very beautiful. Listening to the sound is a young man, and the nephew still carries a bit of gorgeous charm, but I don’t know why. He said: "Virgin Jiang, haven't you considered it yet?"

"You don't have to bother with me." Jiang Xinzhi smiled slightly: "There is nothing you want on your body."

The gray-clothed man was deceived and approached, slowly approaching Jiang Xinzhi, but the voice contained a hint of ecstasy, if the string was on a gorgeous tail string, with some itching arc, but inexplicable It was shocking, for fear that the next moment would be broken by the sound of Gao Song. Gray-shirted humanity: "Vein General, at this time, why should you cover up? I just want to know, who is your letter, who gave it to you?"

"Thaksin" refers to the letter that Chiang Kai-shek gave him when he was separated three years ago. The letter details the tactics that Tianjin will use in the years of fighting with the Jin Dynasty. Some surprise attacks, and even the battles that will take place in the next few years. This letter gave Jiang Xinzhi great help. In the past three years, he has been studying this letter from time to time, relying on this letter or counting it, or arbitrarily entering the country, perfectly destroying the enemy’s sneak attack again and again. I won the victory again and again.

However, there was a traitor in the army. The traitor was actually the closest person to Guan Lianghan. The news was too sudden. More importantly, the man learned the secret of the letter and exchanged secrets with these people. The wind, this time by the other side, on the one hand is personal safety, on the one hand is the 100,000 army, helpless concessions, Jiang Xinzhi was forced to be captured, Guan Lianghan was seriously injured.

And the content of this letter is indeed enough to make the enemy mad. A month ago, they tried to make some terrible methods to torture Jiang Xinzhi. But Jiang Xinzhi did not loosen his mouth. Later, they changed their minds and raised Jiang Xinzhi's good life. Xu was a high-ranking official, but Jiang Xinzhi still did not loosen his mouth.

Jiang Xinzhi is a hard-to-eat person. These people have been familiar with Jiang Xinzhi's temper in a few months. However, they still choose this method, and there must be any other purpose. Jiang Xinzhi can't think of it for the time being. One thing is that he must not give up Jiang Wei’s name.

Sometimes Jiang Xinzhi himself is also very skeptical about how Jiang Wei knows what might happen in the future. It seems that since Chiang Kai-shek was taken back to Beijing from Zhuangzi three years ago, he has some strange feelings. Jiang Wei was just a girl with some indifference in front of him. Perhaps he was still a little smart. He could not appreciate the power of the prophet. He looked at the content and recalled the things that used to be like the Bochang Reservoir. It was really puzzling. In any case, Jiang Wei is a demon, a ghost, it is his sister, he will never do anything to hurt his sister. Once these people know that the letter is written by Jiang Wei, they will definitely think The method will catch Jiang Wei. There is still a traitor around Guan Lianghan. There is no ambush in the capital. He wants to protect Jiang Wei.

"I have said it many times." Jiang Xinzhi held out his index finger and held his head. He looked like a stubborn and unbearable appearance: "It’s just a random encounter on the road. Xu is the will of God. You must ask, you may wish. Ask the sky. Maybe Heaven thinks that your days will be exhausted, and then you will lower your will to help me to work hard. In this case, I will also mention you in these days when you treat me with sincerity. It’s a good idea to follow the fate, everyone is comfortable, isn’t it?”

He is such a calm and introverted person, but now he is a serious nonsense, but also put on a look that is not trimmed, but this looks not only makes people feel bored, but makes people feel extremely interesting, wants to be unconsciously close . The nephew lowered his head and covered a smile that was quietly overflowing from the corner of his lips.

The gray-clothed man was not angry. Instead, he stood with his hand and nodded. He said: "I agree with the fate that you said, but the fate is not written by heaven. Even if God gave the warning to Da Jinchao, But the prophecy of this warning finally fell into our hands. What kind of fate is this?"

After being silent for a long time, Jiang Xinzhi said: "You are not the people of Tianjin, you are the southern Xinjiang."

These people never talk about the affairs of Tianjin. The soldiers on weekdays are stationed here. The costumes are not the soldiers of the Tianjin Kingdom. At first, Jiang Xinzhi thought that it was a secret army cultivated by Tianjin, but later The discovery is not entirely true, but it is thought of the southern Xinjiang in the rumors. When the emperor was alive, the southern Xinjiang invasion of the Central Plains almost made the entire Central Plains his own. Later, the Emperor personally levied the pro-insurance, conquered the southern Xinjiang, the southern Xinjiang country, and the remaining Nanjiang Yuxi was expelled to the Dajin Dynasty. Settled in the desolate land.

Jiang Xinzhi was born in the capital city since he was born. He did not have the opportunity to see the southern Xinjiang Yuxi. Now he is coming, but there is a hidden suspicion in his heart.

The gray-clothed man heard the words but smiled gently. The clean chin lifted slightly and drawn a demonish arc: "Yes, we are southern Xinjiang. What about it? This world will eventually become southern Xinjiang." People. This world will eventually become our world."

Jiang Xinzhi shook his head: "You want to be a dream, I don't hinder it, but I have already answered your question. Now, if you have nothing to do, you can go out and I have to rest."

The gray-clothed man was not angry with Jiang Xinzhi's words. He just smiled and turned to the account. Instead, he was a child, and he was nervously watching the gray-shirted people.

......

After the gray-clothed man came out of the account of Jiang Xinzhi, he went to another tent in the opposite direction. This tent does not look gorgeous, and even far away from the bright colors of Jiang Xinzhi, the whole body is snow white. When I walked in, I found out that the account was actually made of large chunks of snow fox fur. The snow on the head did not contain any traces of impurities. It looked like the mountains of the snow-capped mountains, far away with a kind of cold. The beauty of the demon.

There were no guards guarding the outside of the tent, and the gray-clothed man paused at the door before he walked in.

There is a circle of amethyst curtains in the account. The fine spar is crystal clear, sparkling with snow and white brilliance, almost shaking the eyes of the flower, the candlelight in the account is reflected by the sparkling stone, it is more beautiful. It’s like the Qionglou Yuyu in the sky, as soon as it enters, it seems to walk into the magnificent and magnificent paradise.

In the curtain, a figure appeared invisibly, it seems to be a red unparalleled color, sitting in front of the lyre in the right, did not move. The gray-clothed man walked to the curtain and slowly crouched down, revealing a kind of respectfulness in his manners.

"The saint." Gray clothes are human.

"How is the matter?" Half a sigh, a charming female voice came from behind the curtain. This sound is full of sound, as if the first drop of blood in the first moment of the spring sun burst into the spring, with a thousand years of laziness and style, but also contains a naive innocence, only people I felt that I almost had to squat down when I heard a sentence, and I almost couldn’t help but open the curtain of the sparkling crystal. The people inside it were so beautiful.

"Yuanchuan is incompetent, please ask the saints to punish." Gray clothes humane. In front of this woman, the gray man lowered his noble chin, as if he was a devout believer, kneeling at the foot of his faith. He is loyal and modest, saying: "He never said the owner of the letter."

"Nothing." The man behind the curtain was lazy, almost like a beautiful woman who woke up like Haishuchun, just stretched out a lazy waist and showed the cat's charming charm: "If it is so easy to recruit, he is not Dajinchao. God of war."

"The saint, what should it be now? Or kill Jiang Xinzhi?" asked the gray man.

"No, I want to keep him, Dajinchao's God of War, such a heavy chip, is the gift I gave him." The woman's voice suddenly jumped out of a little uncontrollable joy, the original charming and crisp voice When Lidun took out a sweet mist, it made people look really different.

The gray-clothed man looked at it a little, and seemed to want to say something. In the end, he still said nothing. He just bowed his head with respect and respect, as always, humility and obedience.

"He must have seen this gift that I sent him. It must be very happy." The sound in the curtain continues. It seems that the lazyness of the genius is awakened at this moment. It sounds like a child who is not in the world, innocent. Pure and incomparable, greet the people you like.

"Yuanchuan, he is coming." The woman seems to be laughing.

"I have waited for him for so long, and I will finally see him again," she said.

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Let the big brother come out and brush the sense of existence, guess who is it?