Chapter 414: A nickname
After leaving the ancestral hall, Zheng Fan held up his umbrella again.
Jingnan Hou walked in front, Zheng Fan was half a step behind, but he did not deliberately expose half of his shoulders to let the rain drop, because the umbrella was big enough.
After all, it is an item prepared by the army. How can it be possible to use a woman’s small flower umbrella?
Actually, Zheng Fan still felt that Lord Hou was impatient.
The most important thing is that Uncle Zheng does not think that he is a lucky general. His luck still comes from his strength. As for good luck in the traditional sense,
As soon as he charges on the battlefield, he will inevitably be coldly arrowed. I really didn’t feel it when I was shot. Ah;
If it weren’t for A Ming who had magic pills on his body,
I would have been shot into a hedgehog, unlike the kind of guy who can hug his brothers or women on the battlefield and say goodbye for a long time. And the protagonist who is unscathed is incomparable.
It is precisely because I have a clear understanding of myself that before I had no family fortune, I naturally needed to risk my life to go out and try my best. Now that I have a family fortune and have begun to accumulate strength, I naturally want to be steady and steady.
Give me another three years, and the snow customs army will turn the wheel again, and then cooperate with other armies. Wouldn't it be good to push it flatly?
It can only be said that the butt determines the head, because as time goes by, it may be good for Snow Customs, but for the current Three Kingdoms format, it may be a real ebb and flow.
The most important thing is that
Zheng Fan knows that
not only Emperor Yan can’t wait, but in fact, Jingnan Hou is also a little impatient.
The Marquis did not go shopping elsewhere. In fact, there is not much to visit in Fengxin City today.
When he returned to the gate of the mansion,
Zheng Fan saw his seventh uncle standing there. Seeing the Marquis of Jingnan appear, his seventh uncle immediately knelt down and saluted,
Sincerely Said:
"Please ask Mr. Hou to diagnose and treat my young lady."
After the seventh uncle settled the princess, he waited around, but did not wait for the Marquis of Jingnan to show up. When he sent someone out to inquire, he found that Li Fusheng had already led his troops out of the city.
As a last resort, Qi Shu could only come to the gate of the Hou Mansion and wait in person.
Tian Wujing said nothing, but continued to walk forward to enter the house.
Zheng Fan, who was standing at the back, looked like he was praying,
said:
"Master Marquis, she is the princess, Master Marquis, she is the princess..."
Tian Wujing still did not respond.
Uncle Qi moved his knees and blocked Marquis Jingnan’s way into the mansion.
The Marquis of Jingnan stretched out his foot and stepped on or kicked him.
“Bang!”
Uncle Qi was kicked out, and he immediately got up again, subconsciously holding the sword with his left hand.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
A group of Jingnan Army soldiers at the gate of the Hou Mansion immediately drew their knives and pointed them at Uncle Seven.
They don’t care whether the old man in front of them is from the Zhenbei Hou Mansion. They only know that anyone who dares to draw a sword in front of the Marquis will definitely die!
Uncle Qi did not draw his sword, but touched his forehead to the ground,
Pleading:
"Master Hou, please look at my young lady."
Tian Wujing was unmoved and walked into the Hou's mansion.
Zheng Fan looked anxiously at Jingnanhou’s back and looked at Uncle Qi anxiously,
Then he turned his head,
Pretending to be helpless, he could only follow him into the house.
After entering the mansion, Zheng Fan asked, "Master Hou, was he about to draw his sword just now?"
When it's time to apply eye drops, you have to apply them, and you can't be polite.
"His qualifications are not good, so he found a new way to practice this sword all his life. But he can't kill me, but he can kill you."
"Uh..."
"Isn't Yu Huaping at your place?"
"Well, he is at my place, but..."
"You haven't cultivated yourself yet?"
"It's OK now. After getting out of bed and walking, I can do some things."
Hearing this, Tian Wujing nodded slightly and said, "Do you still look weak?"
"Yes."
Tian Wujing said nothing more and led Zheng Fan inside into a study room.
It is said to be a study room, but there are no books on the bookshelf inside, and there is a huge map hanging on the wall.
“Between Jin and Chu, there are mountains and rivers blocking the road. Although it is not as rugged as the road that Shengle took into the snowfield, it is still difficult and dangerous, and the Tianduan Mountains are full of familiar savages. It won't pose any threat, but the Chu people There are many forts built there. "
The barbarians in the Tianduan Mountains are basically a mess. What's great is that three or four tribes send troops together to have fun, but the Chu people are different. The Chu country is a serious one. experienced country.
When you pass by, even if there are only a dozen or so soldiers stationed in the small fortress, as long as it spots you and lights up the beacon fire, you will be exposed instantly.
When you finally come out over the mountains and ridges with great difficulty, a Chu army may have been waiting for you for a long time.
“It’s hard to get over it.” Zheng Fan said with emotion.
"It is because of the difficulty that I let you go." Tian Wujing turned around, picked up the teapot and continued: "They say that I, the two princes of Yan and the South, forced the Jin Dynasty to open up, and destroyed half of the Jin Dynasty in one battle. However, at that time, Li Liangting and I were the elites of the Zhenbei Army and the Jingnan Army.
Qian people and literati like to flatter each other and set up a stage for each other, so there is a famous scholar on the left and a literary giant on the right;
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Didn't that Yu Huaping of yours also boast of being a sword-maker from the Chu Kingdom? "
"What the Marquis means is..."
"Actually, it's the same. In the army, you have to get as much merit as possible. Qiu Ba in the army only believes that One thing is, whoever you follow can win the battle.
You did a good job in the previous battle at Snow Customs, but it was not enough. ”
Uncle Zheng really wanted to say: I am not going to rebel tomorrow, what is enough?
"It's still early in the first lunar month, and we're not in a hurry. You can go back and get ready."
"Yes, Lord Marquis."
"It's hard to travel back and forth."
< br>"The words of the Marquis are serious."
"Okay, I won't keep you anymore. Let's go through the back door. Qian Yatou's matter will not be blamed on you. When Li Fusheng comes back, I will Make your own arrangements.”
"Yes, Lord Marquis."
Zheng Fan took two steps back,
before turning around and leaving, he looked up at Tian Wujing again,
said:
"Master Marquis, please take care of yourself. I brought a lot of food and drink when I came this time. I was just worried that the food here would be bland, so I wanted to give you a little more flavor.
In addition,
There is also..."
Zheng Fan reached into his chest, took out a small cloth bag, opened it, and inside was a small bellyband.
Put the small bellyband on On the coffee table,
Tian Wujing's eyes fell on this bellyband and did not move away.
Zheng Fan smiled and said:
“It’s too big. This one is too small to wear.”
Tian Wujing nodded,
reached out,
< br>Taking the bellyband, I couldn't help but rub it with my fingertips.
"Master Marquis, I will leave first. I will bring another army over after a while."
Jingnan Hou nodded slightly but said nothing.
Zheng Fan resigned and left. He was afraid of meeting Qi Shu, so he did not go through the front door, but came out through the back door.
At this time, it was already getting late, but because he had just received a new mission, Zheng Fan did not dare to delay at all. After leaving the city gate, he found his troops and horses to join together.
In the tent,
There was a bonfire cooking soup,
everyone sat around.
Zheng Fan recounted the matter and said:
"That's it. Counting the time to go back and forth, we still have about a month to prepare."
Siniang said: "You should ask A Cheng about this matter, right?"
Xue Sanze said: "It's right to ask, but the Lord can't personally lead the army to sneak across. No one in my hometown is watching, right? Let me tell you, it's only a thousand cavalry anyway, and A Cheng can't do much, so he might as well Let that smelly zombie continue to guard the house.
Lord, please rest assured. After returning, my subordinates will first pull out their own gang and go there to explore the road in advance. Wait until the river is completely clear in the first month. Once it freezes, the Lord can pass by calmly."
A Ming took a sip of blood and said:
"Jingnan Marquis, is he treating us as a lottery? Do you want to get the jackpot?”
Xue San smiled and said: “This is Marquis Jingnan who is the cultivator. The meaning is obvious. Let’s figure it out and decide who to take with us this time.
Si Niang, you have to follow. "
Xue San attaches great importance to the correct attitude.
"The smelly zombie guarding the house, I, A Ming, must be following. The magic pill should be restored by then. For the safety of the Lord, I must You have to follow. "
"Where is the blind man? "A Ming asked.
"We have to leave something civil and military at home. "Xue San said.
If Si Niang goes with her, there must be someone in the family who can manage things.
Even the blind man has not advanced, but compared with needlework, you, the blind man, can only suffer a little.
Zheng Fan raised his hand,
said with some confusion:
"Why do you think that something is missing?"
...
"Cough cough...cough cough..."
The sword maid was lying on the bed, her expression was very depressed, and she even had little energy to cough.
Fan Li stood aside and looked at her.
The doctor had just left and prescribed the medicine. Fan Li had already asked the waiter to help him prepare the medicine.
But Fan Li was not very hopeful whether the medicine would be effective.
Because Fan Li knew clearly that what Jian Maid was infected with was not an ordinary wind-cold;
Under normal circumstances, wind-cold comes from the outside in, but this time Jian Maid's infection came from the inside.
Her natural sword embryo physique suddenly went wrong for some unknown reason, causing her body's Qi to become disordered.
Originally, Fan Li and the sword maid left Yanjing before the princess, but due to the sword maid's illness, they were delayed for nearly a month, and now they have just arrived in Yingdu.
The sword maid opened her eyes with some difficulty, looked at Fan Li, and said very weakly:
"Big man, am I going to die?"
The disease came very fiercely, and also No wonder little girls have random thoughts.
Fan Li nodded and said:
“It looks like it’s fast.”
"It's all my fault for delaying your business."
"Yes."
Jian Maid's chest felt depressed, she pursed her lips slightly and said
:
"Big man, how do you plan to bury me after I die?"
"Cut it into a human stick, easy to hold."
"..." Sword maid.
"You rest first and then straighten up. Later I will go to the city and wander around again to see if I can carry a swordsman in a sack and show it to you. I still think there is something wrong with you. , It should be related to the sword."
As he said that, Fan Li stood up, looked at the darkness outside, and put the sack on his shoulders, ready to go out.
The sword maid said weakly:
"What if I leave when you leave?"
The voice was very small, but Fan Li who walked to the door heard it.
Immediately shook his head and said:
“Do you know why I gave you this name?”
"I think... if you don't say this name... I can live a little longer..."
Fan Lize said to himself:
"Because, it's a bad name. , easy to feed." (End of this chapter)