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The person Su Shiyilu didn't expect was Jimo Qiu.

He didn't deal with this person much.

One of the few contacts is to meet on the road and say hello.

Compared to Gong Xiqiu, who had long eyes and heads, Jimo Qiu, the brother, was indeed easy to get along with. He was a witch doctor. The clinic opened in Fengluo is quite famous in the circle of powerful people. Some of the powerful people who Su Shiyilu knew had no secrets. They liked to find this young man. They paid for what they paid for, but the fees were not cheap, but they had excellent medical skills and cured the disease.

Having seen the abilities of those Xinglin doctors, Su Shiyilu's attitude towards doctors has changed from contempt at the beginning to respect now. Martial warriors fight and kill all day long, and maybe they need to take action to save their lives one day. Isn't offending them seeking death?

"Jimolao Jun is in peace."

Jimo Qiu nodded and replied: "I have met General Chiwu."

Su Shiyilu looked behind Jimo Qiu, feeling a little disappointed. Jimo Qiu brought a hundred people on this trip, more than 30 of whom were military doctors, which did not match his expectations: "Mr. Lang only brought these people here? What instructions do the Lord have?"

Jimo Qiu: "Your Highness ordered me to deal with the sewage."

These military doctors came to help.

Su Shiyilu didn't expect to get this answer: "Swage? Can the high priest solve the water that has been tampered with?"

He is also a personal talent, and his name for Jimo Qiu has changed.

"Yeah, I'm a little sure."

Su Shiyilu's heart suddenly became hot and his eyes glowed.

Jimo Qiu was not unkind. Seeing Su Shiyilu reacted, he knew that the other party had something to solve for him. He didn't mention it, just waiting for the other party to ask for help. Su Shiyilu couldn't bear it at all and showed all kinds of attention around Jimo Qiu.

The blue veins on Chu Jie's forehead were beating slightly.

The barbarian is a barbarian and doesn't understand any sign of a glance.

Although there is no real evidence, there are many folk scandals, and some court officials have submitted memorials to propose that the Lord accept Jimo Qiu into the inner court. These have decided that Jimo Qiu will not be taken over by the Lord in this life and will not be able to get married normally: "Don't you see who he is? Get close."

Su Shiyilu was amused by Bai Chujie: "Do you know nothing?"

There is a reason why he is passionate about Jimo Qiu.

Shiwu... No, it should be said that the western border west of Wuzhou is vast but not many people. Going westward is a strange Black Sea. The closer we get to the Black Sea, the more turbid the air of heaven and earth is, and the root is on the sea water of the Black Sea. Su Shiyilu sighed deeply: "...If the environment in the Western border is better, or if people can be raised near the Black Sea, the Shiwu would not have to be like this."

It is said that relying on the mountains and water to eat.

The western border of Shiwu is also near the sea, but I can’t eat any.

If the land in the Western Region can support people, the common people of the Ten Wuwu would not have to look at Yonggu Pass every year. The old enemies were ministers in the court and fought side by side, and finally opened their hearts and said a few words in their hearts. Su Shiyilu: "It's like turning the Sun Lotus to chase the sunshine, so do people. Where can they feed their stomachs? People will approach."

Knowing that the strength of the countries in the pass is far superior to their own strength, and for thousands of years, they still refuse to give up their plans. Are they really overestimating their abilities? There is a fire inside the pass, and the Shiwu is a group of unclothed refugees. Knowing that getting too close to the bonfire will burn it, they still grit their teeth and get close. Isn’t it that if they don’t get close to the fire, they will freeze to death by the harsh environment? I have to do it.

Chu Jie was silent for a while and said, "I don't want to agree."

The food in Su Shiyilu's mouth was from the countries in the Guan area.

The way to fill your stomach is to plunder rather than trade.

Before Kangguo, no one thought that the Shiwu aliens could be at peace with themselves, and their ambitions could not be blocked.

Even now, the Wuzhou generals led by Su Shiyilu did not sincerely surrender. It was just that Kang Guochangsheng did not give them the opportunity to show their ambitions. Chu Jie knew in his heart that as long as he had the chance, Su Shiyilu still had the chance to become an enemy.

Su Shiyilu knew the tactfully and stopped the quarrel and turned the topic back: "If the Western border is improved and the Black Sea can support people, the common people in Wuzhou will have more places to make a living in the future. Men can support their families, and women can settle down and have children with peace of mind."

No matter where it is, you cannot do without the population if you want to prosper.

The environment in Wuzhou is not as good as that in the pass, and people cannot be retained.

In this case, he suspected that it would not take a hundred years, and even the Zhechong Prefecture in Wuzhou could not be fully organized. In this way, it might be possible that Kang State would annex and merge the Ten Wu aliens. Chu Jie heard Su Shiyilu sigh and rarely cast Yu Guang who looked at him differently - this worry is not unreasonable, this is how the royal court policy is done.

Chu Jie said: "If you have this plan, just ask directly."

Su Shiyilu smiled: "Don't you complain?"

"I am not as petty as petty." Chu Jie said and walked away. As long as Su Shiyilu was a colleague one day, he would treat him with the attitude of a colleague one day. If one day he was an enemy but not a friend, Chu Jie would justify his head and end his debts.

Su Shiyilu: "...hum, I am used to being verbally wrong."

His face was filled with a smug smile.

Even if Jimo Qiu told him that the Black Sea in the West could not be purified by its current strength, Su Shiyilu was not angry. Instead, he waved his hand and said optimistically: "The high priest is a dragon and phoenix among people, and his future is limitless. If he can't do it now, it does not mean that the future will not be possible."

There will be hope.

Especially when he saw Jimo Qiu planting a strange plant in the river, and using his own divine power to ripen it, this hope immediately became substantial - as the vines as thin as thumbs took root and grew in the river, and they tangled, they grew into a "tree" embraced by three or four men in just half a day. The turbid air between heaven and earth faded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the river water gradually became clear.

Jimo Qiu stood by the river in a complicated and complicated robe of the high priest. He quietly exuded a layer of extremely soft light green light, and red marks appeared faintly between his eyebrows. The whole process lasted for two days, and Jimo Qiu's forehead was covered with fine sweat beads.

Su Shiyilu jumped out of the river and swam around.

He then came to the deepest part of the river. When he returned to the shore, he said in surprise: "The High Priest is really powerful. This time he went into the water and touched the river, the Dan Mansion would no longer have that strange slight burning heat."

Jimo Qiu: "..."

It’s still these brave warriors who are still rampant.

He raised his hand to take the withered branches of the sacred tree to the shore, and purified the divine fire. The black and gray powder left behind the burning fire was blown by the wind and disappeared without a trace. He said in a low voice: "It's over, it's time for me, and I should go back and report to Your Highness."

Where did Su Shiyilu agree?

His eloquence is much better than Jimo Qiu: "Why should the high priest be anxious? Our scouts have found out the direction of their march and are ready to kill them to collect debts! But we must also beware of the reuse of the Allies' old tricks, and there will be a second time when polluting water sources."

Do you know how many trump cards they have in their hands?

Instead of letting Jimo Qiu run back and forth, it is better to follow the army directly.

Jimo Qiu opened his mouth: "But..."

Su Shiyilu: "Don't the high priest want to live in Minglu? If you can make a contribution this time, I will definitely submit a letter to you for your title."

For example, let the name of the high priest be justified.

"There are also Marshal Chu and Military Advisor Kang."

Su Shiyilu painted a big cake for Jimo Qiu.

"Please submit me a letter?" Jimo Qiu thought he was asking him to be a servant. His fair cheeks rarely showed a blush, and his lips stuttered a few times, but he still responded, "That's good."

Jimo Qiu doesn't care about reputation but is recognized.

It would be a good thing to be recognized by His Highness and his humerus.

_(:з」∠)_

It’s definitely not because I was beaten up by a stick before and I had psychological shadows.

"Report—General, front-line battle report!"

Perhaps it was time for the world to work together, and the water source problem was easily solved, and good news came one after another, and the scouts sent out collected more accurate whereabouts of the enemy. Judging from the marching array and mental outlook, it should be an emergency marching.

At this time, the chances of winning are great.

Su Shiyilu hurriedly went to find someone: "Old Chu, you are here to live!"

Military achievements wait for no one!

The army has not had any war these days, so it is time to rest. Even the wounded barracks that are overcrowded in the morning were empty. The entire army was ready to go, waiting for an order. When Chu Jie received the news, he confirmed that the news was correct and immediately ordered the military merits.

Looking at Kang Shi, who was full of energy, Jimo Qiu thought of His Highness being tortured by bad luck, secretly clenched the wooden stick and said dryly: "If it is just a mob, I will take action to eliminate it for the military advisor."

As a last resort, Kang Shi should watch the battle and command.

Kang Shi: "...What about the Lord... over there?"

Jimo Qiu said honestly: "It's not very good."

I got up in the morning and stretched my hand and dislocated my hand. At noon, I sneeze and had a broken rib. At night, I fell off the cliff with my foot.

Wei Lou wanted to give up all kinds of accidents.

[Who is the true emperor who is not the son of heaven protected by God? Not to mention the luck, one should not be a pit in three steps, one disaster in five steps, one cow head and horse face are on standby at any time, right?] If Wei Lou had not been superstitious about ghosts and gods, he would have to withdraw his bad luck in Chen Tang.

He also said something heartbreaking.

【No wonder there are not many civil and military officials who come to join you.】

The scholars of this era were still superstitious about the "Son of Heaven".

No matter how you look at Chen Tang’s experiences, they are not the will of the emperor.

All of these are given by Kang.

The culprit scratched his nose with a embarrassed look, feeling guilty.

But soon Kang Shi couldn't care about these emotions.

The army rushed to chase the scout and found that the soldier was found by the scout. As soon as the two sides fought, Kang Shi found something was wrong: "This soldier didn't seem to have fought last time, and there was no acquaintance inside."

There is no "acquaintance aura" that appeared in the previous battle.

However, when the slap was all out, how could we care about which enemy was slapping? As long as it was an enemy, it would be enough to bring them military merits. Other details would be settled after the war.

After a night of melee, the morning light of dawn made the battlefield smoke a little hazy, and Jimo Qiu wiped the red tassel gun from blood all over his body.

The bloody and murderous aura that was almost substantive around him has not yet dissipated.
To be continued...