"hiss!"

After reading the message from Jiang Chun to send someone, Fang Dongcheng took a breath.

He said in disbelief: "He actually did it, how could it be?"

Fang Dongcheng was an official in Yangzhou for several years and was responsible for the safety of the Yanghuai land. How could he not know about the rampant White Lotus Sect and Ming Cult?

However, even if he held three thousand soldiers and horses, he would not dare to act rashly against these unscrupulous people in the world.

The reason is very simple, he is afraid of death.

Not to mention the super master of Wuzong level in the legend of the two sects, even if any master above the seventh grade came out to assassinate him, he would be doomed.

Unless he stays in the military camp and is on high alert.

However, in the world of Yangzhou, the paradise on earth is surrounded by his paradise, how could he be willing to stay in the military camp with a group of stinky men every day?

Therefore, as long as the Ming Cult and White Lotus Sect don't raise the flag to rebel, he will keep turning a blind eye.

Anyway, the purpose of these two sects gathered in Yangzhou was to sell private salt. Even if they fought, they should be fought with Lin Ruhai’s salt administration. What’s the matter with him?

Let’s take a look at Lin Ruhai’s situation.

In order not to be directly charged with the crime of being directly punished, the other party beat Lin Ruhai half to death and secretly used chronic poison, making this Tanhualang, who was so glorious that he had four generations of ancestors, became a sick man who is now a lie-off tuberculosis who is neither human nor ghost.

Even though his wife and children died, he left only a sick orphan girl, and he didn't dare to stay by his side, so he could only send her to the capital and live under someone else's roof...

With such a lesson in history, why did Fang Dongcheng dare to act rashly?

However, what he really couldn't believe was that such a group of peerless fierce men, including a legendary peerless master of the Wuzong level, was all trapped in the hands of a stinky yellow-haired boy?

"Sir, Sir..."

The chief clerk Wang Cen picked up the paper falling from Fang Dongcheng's hand from the ground. After reading it quickly, his expression immediately became excited and he called.

After being interrupted by the idea, Fang Dongcheng said extremely unhappy: "What are you doing? You call me Hun'er!"

Wang Cen cursed in his heart, but in view of the person behind him, he had to continue to come up with ideas: "Sir, I'm so happy!"

"What do you like?"

Fang Dongcheng's inexplicable thoughts.

Wang Cen held the paper in his hand and said excitedly: "This is a great achievement!"

Fang Dongcheng's face turned dark when he heard this, and he gritted his teeth and said, "This is someone else's great merit, please be happy!"

Wang Cen saw Fang Dongcheng in his heart as if he was looking at a pig. He shook the paper and said with regret: "Sir, the soldiers who fight the thieves. They are the soldiers who prepare for the Tao in Yangzhou!"

Fang Dongcheng suddenly realized when he heard this, then stood up and said excitedly: "You mean... can this work?"

Wang Cen said with a sneer and said, "If it were someone else, it would be difficult, but you are different! The one standing behind you is the Grand Marshal and Minister of Military Affairs. The military department's merits are not decided by him? Besides, we didn't think we could take all of them. As long as we deserve a lot, even if we can take over the big head, we can just bear it."

When Fang Dongcheng heard this, his eyes became brighter and brighter. He looked at Wang Cen and laughed: "Hey, you are really my dog-headed military advisor..."

Wang Cen looked at the commander who looked very good and had a slutty-bellied man and greeted his eighteen generations of female relatives in his heart, and hated the unfairness of the heavens.

I think he has such a brilliant idea, and his talent is almost overflowing with the West Lake. I just regret that his background is too weak and it is difficult for anyone in the court to become an official.

Now that we can only live under this stubborn pig head, we are useless to have a talent comparable to Kong Ming...

"Sir, it's not time to go. You must write a memorial note quickly, and then send someone to rush to the top to send it to the capital. As long as you do this step well, I believe that the rest of the matter will be done by the Taiwei, the old man of the Taiwei, can do it for the adults."

Looking at Fang Dongcheng who was dreaming there, Wang Cen couldn't help but reminded him again.

"Yes, yes, write quickly, go and write the memorial memorial memorial memorial memorial memorial memorial memorial, I will be on the battlefield in a calm manner, and be calm in the face of danger. What's wrong with this... what's wrong?"

Looking at Wang Cen's terrible expression, Fang Dongcheng couldn't continue and asked displeasedly.

Wang Cen smiled with a grin, "Sir, the other party has a person from the Black Ice Platform. If what he said is too different from the facts, he is afraid it is..."

Fang Dongcheng's heart jumped when he heard the words "Hei Bingtai". He snatched the paper from Wang Cen's hand, looked carefully twice, and then raised his head with a change of expression and said nervously: "I'm afraid this skill is not easy to take off, right?"

Wang Cen said laughing and cryingly: "Sir, we are not trying to make a contribution! The troops he used to suppress the rebellion by Jia is indeed from our Yangzhou camp!"

Fang Dongcheng suddenly realized again and nodded repeatedly, "Yes, just write it like this, you can write the memorandum first, I will review it later, modify it, and then send someone to the city overnight."

Wang Cen nodded slowly and said, "The official knows."

Seeing this, Fang Dongcheng was extremely satisfied. He patted Wang Cen on the shoulder and said, "Do you do it well, don't worry, I will remember your contributions in my heart. At that time, I will definitely praise you in front of my clan brother. Maybe my clan brother will meet you again."

Wang Cen's ears were already calloused when he heard these words.

However, he could only show gratitude and retreat to be an old ox.

...

"ah!"

He stretched his waist a lot. Because he had opened his tendons, Jia Huan still slept well even though he was in a chair. Except for the comfort level, there was no difference.

After opening his eyes, Jia Huan was stunned. He wondered why he had fallen asleep here. He lowered his head and lifted the quilt covered with his body, and a faint fragrance plunged into his nose.

"Sister Lin?"

Jia Huan shouted, but there was no response in the room.

He got up, folded the brocade and placed it on the couch, and then walked towards the warm room beside him.

When I lifted the bead curtain, I sure were two slim figures squeezing on the narrow couch in the warm cushion.

The master and servant were still lying in the quilt, Lin Daiyu was sleeping tightly wrapped in a red apricot quilt and slept peacefully, while Zijuan was sleeping in a silver quilt.

Jia Huan was carefully looking at Meiren Lin’s sleeping posture and sighing that the beauty was as beautiful as jade.

Unexpectedly, those closed eyes suddenly opened, and a pair of jade eyes that looked like stars just met Jia Huan's soft and loving eyes.

At this moment, the two of them felt their souls tremble at the same time, as if they were looking at each other with their souls.

Then he looked at each other quietly...

After a while, the corners of their mouths bent at the same time...

Lin Daiyu gave a white look and smiled silly Jia Daizi and said in a roaring voice: "What's the matter sooner or later?"

Jia Huan smiled and turned his eyes. He found a teacup on the small table beside the couch. He slapped it all, and then smacked his mouth and said, "When I woke up, I saw that you were not here, I was a little worried, so I searched everywhere. If the thief with hair on his courage snatched you away, I have to order all the people to chase you... Hey, Sister Lin, what is your expression?"

Lin Daiyu's pretty face was covered with blush, her eyes were about to laugh, and she looked at Jia Huan with sympathy. Her thin little shoulders were shaking and shaking...

"San Master, why are you holding the girl's cup to clean her mouth?"

The two unscrupulous masters did not care at all that there was still someone sleeping. They spoke in a whisper and woke up the sleepless Zijuan. Zijuan looked at Jia Huan in surprise and said.

Clean mouth?!

In layman's terms, it's just mouthwash...

Jia Huan looked at the teacup in his hand with a sad and angry face, and then looked at Lin Daiyu, who was hiding in the brocade quilt and smiling with a blushing face, and roared exaggeratedly: "Oh my God! I, Jia Huan, how much virtue I had accumulated in my previous life, so that this blessing would happen? I... happy!"

Originally, he thought Jia Huan was going to say something like "disgusting", but Lin Daiyu was going to beat him up.

But after hearing these words that were seriously inconsistent with their expression, Lin Daiyu's pretty face, which was already red, became redder. While holding back her smile, she spat: "You are the most shameless!"

Zijuan held the quilt and sat there smiling, laughing, with a cloud of black hair scattered on the quilt, a little dazzling.

Sure enough, youth is the greatest beauty.

Jia Huan was indeed embarrassed at all, so he picked up the teapot from the table and got a cup of herbal tea into the teacup in his hand. After drinking it slowly, he said to Lin Daiyu who was staring at him: "I have some trivial matters to deal with today. Sister Lin has a good rest for a day and has been wandering on the boat for so many days, but I think it's too exhausted. After I finish dealing with those messy things, tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, I will get a pleasure boat and let's go to the West Lake together!"

Lin Daiyu's eyes lit up when she heard this. She wanted to say something happily. Suddenly she remembered something and stared at Jia Huan and said, "Your female hero concubine is also there?"

Jia Huan laughed dryly and said, "She has to protect us! Although Yangzhou is beautiful, the mountains, rivers and scenery are beautiful, there are too many troublemakers. If a thief appears and he is attracted by Zijuan's beauty, she still needs to protect us!"

"Pooh!"

The master and servant spat together, and Zijuan said shamelessly: "The third master knows how to joke with us servants, it's so different!"

Jia Huan smiled, then walked to the edge of the couch and helped Lin Daiyu cover up the loose scepter. He paused, looked at Lin Daiyu and said softly: "Sister Lin, do you remember the last time that Prince Zhongshun and I had a big fight in Donglaishun?"

Lin Daiyu looked at Jia Huan with an unhappy expression and said, "How is it?"

Jia Huan looked at her with his eyes and said softly: "At that time, the power around me was not as strong as it is now. Ying Lang, who was beaten by me, was angry and embarrassed, so he instructed the masters around him to snipe me on the spot."

"ah!"

When Lin Daiyu heard this, she exclaimed with Zijuan and looked at Jia Huan together.

Jia Huan continued: "At the critical moment, it was Mingyue who blocked me and protected my life with her own body. Otherwise, I would definitely die at that time.

When I looked at Mingyue who was beaten by the man to spit blood on the mouth because of protecting me, and the blood sprayed all over me, I swear that I will never let her down in this body.

So, I gave her the only place in my name, Mrs. Ru.

Sister Lin, do you think I did the right thing?”

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