Chapter 187

This girl is a good woman. It's only zhaoer's brain. She whispered to herself in her heart and caressed Gong Yueyue with some sad eyebrows and corners of her mouth.

"It's been ten days, and zhao'er doesn't know what's going on. It's worrying. " In that case, she would talk about it several times a day. It's not that she can't hold her breath. As long as she thinks of the blow and pain that Zhao Changyuan's sister and brother-in-law will suffer in case of any accident, she feels uneasy to sit and stand.

"Don't worry, vinegar jar Kung Fu is good. It'll be fine." Du ruotong is a girl who has no ability. Fortunately, she has a real heart and can always take the trouble to comfort others.

Fu Yun also sat by the bed and rubbed Gong Yueyue's hand. His light eyebrows and eyes are now full of melancholy. Remembering Zhao Changyuan's kneeling instructions before he left, Fu Yun was very unhappy. She has a cold temper and a bumpy fate. She grows up so big that only Gong Yueyue, a friend, treats her sincerely and doesn't dislike her poverty and acrimony. For the first time now, she hates herself for not being good at learning and unable to save her friends from fire and water“ If Tong said that the general is both wise and brave, he will be able to retreat in any case. I'm more and more worried about this girl. I don't know how long I can last. "

Seeing that Fu Yun, who had always been calm and calm, was no longer so optimistic, Du ruotong was also flustered: "Yueyue, you have to hold on. You must wait for your husband to come back!"

Tian Hai's voice paused the girls' sad atmosphere“ Miss Fu. " He stood at the door and whispered, not daring to enter the house.

Fu Yun went to the door and asked, "what's the matter?"

"Lord pan wants to see you."

"I see."

Fu Yun was not surprised because she knew that pan Zhuqing's purpose and the person she wanted to see were not herself. It is even very likely that Xue Jiudai will be the messenger as before.

But this time, she really saw pan Zhuqing's statue standing in the courtyard just entering the post house.

Her footsteps rustled from far to near, bringing him back to reality from his troubled thoughts.

"The prescription, yun'er, was handed over to General Zhao ten days ago." Fu Yun opened the topic a few steps away from him.

Pan Zhuqing nodded and said, "doctor Xu has told me, but thank you."

Fu Yun still said calmly, "Yueyue's situation is not very good these two days. People have been reduced a lot, but the fetal image is still stable."

Pan Zhuqing's face flashed a moment of haze and soon recovered calm: "I know."

Fu Yun suddenly smiled: "since brother pan knows everything, why do you come to see yun'er?"

He took out a brocade box from his sleeve and handed it to her: "I found this medicine. Please pass it to yun'er."

"This is..." she opened the box, and two small bundles of dried herbs jumped in front of her eyes, with a special smell.

"This is the so-called Zhu Dan, Kou Hua and Xiao Xianglan." He said quietly.

"Don't you wonder how I got it?" Pan Zhuqing was calm and indifferent to her and couldn't help but give birth to a trace of curiosity. The girl was obviously hot in her heart, but she always pretended to be indifferent.

Fu Yun put the herbs into his sleeve cage, glanced and said faintly, "brother pan has his own way. Why should yun'er ask more."

Seeing her lack of interest, pan Zhuqing stopped talking. Just turned and asked, "is Jingyuan there?"

"He went to the camp. He seldom comes back these days." In the absence of Zhao Changyuan, He Yong and pan Jingyuan are responsible for all the affairs in the army. He Yong has experience but no mind. Pan Jingyuan had both wisdom and courage, but he lacked experience, so he had to devote all his time and energy to it.

Pan Zhuqing nodded and said, "yes. Then I'll leave. "

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, Fu Yun called him again: "yun'er also has a request for brother pan."

"Please."

"I want to ask brother pan to pass it on to Xue Jiu." Speaking of this, Fu Yun found that pan Zhuqing's eyebrows were slightly raised and his expression had subtle changes. You know you're right“ I'm used to being alone. I'd better ask him to give up his mind as soon as possible. " Xue Jiu didn't look awkward when we met last time. Although Fu Yun didn't react at the first time, he could guess one or two when he looked back carefully.

"I'll tell him." The unnatural on Pan Zhuqing's face just flashed by, and then there was another light cloud and wind“ Is it because of Xiao Jun? "

Fu Yun didn't answer positively, but smiled sweetly, like a spring breeze blowing his face: "if yun'er likes General Xiao, will brother pan decide for yun'er?"

A trace of indescribable emotion surged into my heart. Pan Zhuqing didn't want to think much. He quickly put aside his eyes and said coldly, "if there's nothing else, I'll go first. Take care of yourself."

Order in the army is still in order at the moment. In addition to Zhao Jiajun's consistent rigorous style, it is naturally inseparable from the dedication of Pan heshao and He Yong in recent days.

The evil young man was drawing a map with He Yong, so he heard the herald call outside and said, "general pan, Lord pan is asking for an audience outside the camp."

"My big brother?" Evil Shao's hand holding the pen stopped in the air, holding his eyebrows and He Yong looked at each other.

The herald assured him, "yes."

Evil Shao threw down his pen, wiped his hand and said, "I know, I'll go now." Then he strode out of the army account.

"How strong will it take to blow your busy man here?" No matter how long you are restrained in the army, when you meet acquaintances, relatives and lovers, you are always loose and smooth.

Pan Zhuqing looked awe inspiring and obviously didn't want to talk nonsense with him: "I have something to tell you. Go to my carriage."

"What's the matter? Why are you so serious? " The evil young man got on the carriage and leaned lazily on the back of the chair, with a virtue of falling asleep soon. In fact, he is so sleepy that he can fall asleep anytime and anywhere.

But pan Zhuqing's words made him completely tired: "I have received the news that the Liao army is very likely to use troops in Cangzhou these days. You should make plans early. We must not take it lightly. "

Evil little sat up straight and smiled, "where did you get this news? Is it reliable? "

"Isn't there a hidden spy who hasn't been caught? How can you hide the fact that your great Marshal left the camp without authorization? Last night Xue Jiu caught a man who was going to send a message. I'm sure there was no second or third one to deliver the message. " What a pan Zhuqing. It's because Zhao Changyuan was trapped by himself. Now he's in the enemy's line. But he made up such a lie and covered himself up. In the future, Zhao Changyuan will be responsible for the war, which has nothing to do with him. Moreover, he is still a kind-hearted person who gave "preventive injection" in advance. His brother pan Jingyuan is also likely to become the Savior of Cangzhou City.

Of course, I can't guess so much. Although he knew his brother had a lot of heart, he never thought he would be such a vicious role“ I understand what big brother means. We should really take precautions. "

Pan Zhuqing was a little tired and sighed with relief“ Um. I have something else to do. Let's go first. "

The "sheromanta" of the Ming religious altar can be regarded as the brightest pearl in the desert day and night. This is not only because of the charm of the building itself, but also because of the status of the Ming sect in the desert. People in the Central Plains say that "Shaolin is the best martial arts in the world." In the desert, the status of Ming religion is equal to that of Shaolin Temple. As soon as the owner of the Pearl returned from a long trip, his subordinates gave him an unexpected gift to welcome him.

Walking into the bottom of the tower, before seeing Zhao Changyuan, he talked loudly: "I've only been away for a few days. I didn't expect that Lord Lin sent me such a big gift and invited you here." The tone was as enthusiastic as seeing an old friend I hadn't seen for many years.

The dungeon keeper opened the prison door. He strode in and saw the people standing in the dark by the dark moonlight. At this time, Zhao Changyuan was tied to a wooden post in the posture of Jesus' torture, his hands were hung in the air by iron rings, and the shackles on his feet weighed thousands of kilograms. No one can escape this treatment.

The leader walked to Zhao Changyuan in three or two steps. First, he looked at him roughly from top to bottom. Although there were no scars and stains around him, he seemed to have no strength. His tall body could stand in the moment only with the support of iron cables and chains. His hair had long been loose and hung in front of him like a waterfall, as if to isolate him from the world.

The leader stretched out his hand through the dark waterfall and immediately touched a small chin. He raised his hand rudely to make the face as bright as Zhang Meiyu“ It is said that the water and soil in the central plains are fertile. No wonder people outside the Great Wall want to squeeze in. I want to use the word "stunning" to describe you. It's really not too much, just like your father in those years. " The perfect face is held in the hand. It seems that it will break in the palm with a little force. The leader smiled, but there was no appreciation or pity in his eyes, only full of disgust and hatred.

Zhao Changyuan always closed his eyes, pale and numb. No pain or anger. Just dry lips, exuding warm blood. In this damn desert, there is no water vapor even in the dungeon.

"I forgot to introduce myself. I'm the master here. My name is Gu Yuan. I'm an old friend with your father. In the war outside Yumen pass, he was not married yet. He is younger than you are now. " The leader talked to himself for a long time, but what he got was still Zhao Changyuan's desperate silence. It seems that he disdains to give anything except breathing.

"Why, don't you have anything to say to me?" The leader threw away his face and brushed his palm, but there was no anger in his tone. It seems that regardless of his ability, at least his cultivation is not bad.

Zhao Changyuan didn't raise his head and still hung his long hair in front of him, but finally slowly said his first sentence after being a prisoner: "I won't beg for mercy, and I won't betray the country. What do you want to hear from me? "

Guru was stunned for a moment and immediately smiled loudly: "OK, I expected you to be a hard bone. Zhao Xiong's son did not disappoint me. "

No one thought that his words made Zhao Changyuan raise his head. His exquisite face loomed in his black hair, and his eyes were still black and white, like the purest and brightest stars in the starry sky“ You're a great teacher, and you've caught me with indiscriminate tactics. I'm sure you're not qualified to be disappointed with me. "