Don't Pick Up Boyfriends From The Trash - Chap 190
The silver-helmeted, iron-armored boy with a bitter face looks vivid and interesting, but Yuanheng Yan looks long and always has some unpleasant feelings in his heart.
He looked straight ahead for a moment, his heart boiled itchy, about to resist turning his head to look again, there is a white horse on his side.
Yuanheng Yan immediately looked ahead.
Tingyun Shi rubbed his ears, walked alongside him, and whispered, “I came to you to get away from the wind.”
The next A-shu saw this, thinking that his son and the thirteenth prince had important matters to discuss, and only then stopped chattering and checked the condition of the son’s master in the carriage at the back.
Yuanheng Yan was a little happy and inclined his head, “Well, it doesn’t hurt.”
Xiaochi Chi observes the ornaments of the flower-like inlay on his forehead.
The man in the forehead decorated with flower inlay, is this dynasty Wang City noble popular elegant thing, he has been a little curious, thirteenth prince usually all dresses are simple and low-key, how will follow this fancy trend.
Now that he was closer, Xiaochi Chi could see that there was a flesh-colored wound that could not be seen without a closer look inside the vertical tracery.
The long and thin vermilion ornaments are matched at the beginning and end, in the shape of a double fish, covering the scars appropriately.
Xiaochi Chi looked up Tingyun Shi’s memories and found out that when Tingyun Shi was fifteen years old, his father returned to Wang City for a job interview and brought with him Nan Southern’s Peach Wine, which tasted just like fruit wine.
Tingyun Shi just thought he had gotten something new, and invited Yuanzhao Yan and Yuanheng Yan to share a drink.
After three cups, Yuanheng Yan stood up silently and walked out the door, Tingyun Shi and Yuanzhao Yan couldn’t shout behind them, thinking he had something urgent to do, so they didn’t think much of it.
Half an hour later, Yuanheng Yan returned, holding an out-of-print book in his hand, and without saying a word, he shoved it into Tingyun Shi’s arms.
Yuanzhao Yan tried to bring it over to see what it was, but Yuanheng Yan pushed it away.
He said: “You said last time, want, but, no silver money, I bought from the boss, but, can not find a reason to give you, on, has been in the bookstore. Today I will give it to you, no one is allowed to see it.”
Tingyun Shi and Yuanzhao Yan were dumbfounded.
Yuanheng Yan seriously stressed: “I sent you, you alone, not allowed to show the next person, I secretly sandwiched in the inside of a flower I really like ……”
With that, he turned the page and frowned slightly at the tip of his brow, “Where are my flowers.”
Tingyun Shi had already guessed what had happened: ” Heng Yuan , you are drunk.”
Yuanheng Yan pulled Tingyun Shi over, flipped his palm, and went to touch his belt: “I’m not drunk. You hid my flowers.”
The wind outside, stirring the gardenias outside the window, sent a light fragrance, reminding Yuanheng Yan.
He staggered out the door, “I’ll go pick you another one.”
Tingyun Shi couldn’t stop him, Yuanzhao Yan was too late to see the fun, Yuanheng Yan was drowsy on the tree, a foot slipped and fell down, his forehead was cut by a sharp branch.
The wound is not shallow, and in the face, the doctor consulted, sighed, said it is sure to leave a scar.
During the doctor’s consultation, Yuanheng Yan was staring straight at Tingyun Shi, muttering Nan Southern, and even Tingyun Shi didn’t know when he had quietly learned this.
At that time, there was chaos and confusion, and Tingyun Shi does not remember what Yuanheng Yan said.
Tingyun Shi had a good meal of family law for a flower that she didn’t know existed.
……
Time back to the present.
Yuanheng Yan was uncomfortable with his gaze: “What are you looking at?”
“In one hour, the Thirteenth Prince looked back at me twenty-seven times.” Xiaochi Chi justified, “If I don’t look at the thirteenth prince a few times, how can I return this love?”
Yuanheng Yan did not make a sound, his fingers stroked on the reins a few times, looking extremely calm.
…… Wait a minute while I think of an excuse.
Xiaochi Chi waited for a small moment, before Yuanheng Yan was ready to open his mouth, he sighed with slight regret: “The thirteenth prince does not want to speak more with the last general, then the last general will leave.”
Yuanheng Yan was startled and watched Tingyun Shi leave without looking back, clutching the reins, his face faintly showing some remorse.
Xiaochi Chi rode up to the carriage and leaned down to lift the curtain: “Sir, how is your health, do you feel seasick?”
Ying Lou inside, wearing loose and comfortable clothes, is leaning on a soft pillow and reading a book, he looked up at the sound of the voice, smiling lightly, looking good spirit.
This life is different from the previous one, Nan Southern situation is stable, the matter of hemlock poisoning more in half a year later, so the team is not moving too fast, A book has plenty of time to set up, even in the carriage for a Buddha hand.
Unlike the sweet fragrance of the usual spices, the fresh fragrance of Buddha’s hand is very effective in relieving the discomfort caused by bumps.
Xiaochi Chi put his heart down, rolled off his horse, handed the reins to the side of A Shu to hold, quickly catch up with the slow-moving carriage, helped to run, step onto the carriage, into the sedan chair.
Ying Lou still doesn’t know how the world line is. They left the general’s residence early in the morning and traveled more than 20 miles from the west city gate before Xiaochi Chi found a chance to exchange feelings with him.
He recapped the general situation of the world line to Ying Lou.
Ying Lou nodded: “Do you have an idea yet?”
Xiaochi Chi asked rhetorically, “Sir, why do you think that when Ziling Chu just produced a jade pendant, there were courtiers in the Nan Southern court who supported Ziling Chu as the royal son?”
“Because he captured Tingyun Shi alive and killed Jinghong Shi with hemlock, and when he said he was a royal son, someone immediately believed him and came out in strong support?”
Ying Lou understands what he means: “…… Ziling Chu, he has contacted these people beforehand?”
“Those Nan Southern ministers are not bad at all.” Xiaochi Chi said. Xiaochi Chi said, “First conceal Ziling Chu’s identity and keep it secret. If he really is the emperor’s son and returns with a great success, these ministers will be able to support him and gain a lot of benefits; if he fails to achieve success and dies halfway, these ministers will not lose anything, just consider it as the death of a spy, no big pity. Ziling Chu’s business is right in their hearts.”
With that, he nodded to his Solar Plexus: ” Tingyun Shi remembered the names of those few stockholders who used to come to Ziling Chu’s tent.”
As Tingyun Shi remembers, there were three people who were treated well by Ziling Chu after his ascension to the throne.
General Sha Pa, who often confronted the Beifu Army at Zhennanguan, was a lieutenant in the tent of the main general Muer Tie.
General Yichun Wu, a general of a cavalry army stationed on the northwest side of Zhennanguan, did not have any combat duties but was mainly responsible for the transportation of military rations.
A civil servant surnamed Sha Ai was a second-ranking official in their court, and was a brother-in-law of Sha Pa.
Of course, these are all positions they held before they were promoted.
Since Ziling Chu came to power, they have soared to great heights, and with their previous skills, they basically have no hope unless their ancestors’ graves are smoking.
After reading Xiaochi Chi’s notes, Ying Lou understood: “He chose the right people, people who had some power and connections, but still wanted to move up the ladder.”
In a general sense, Ziling Chu’s background is not very glamorous, so he had to pave the way for himself in advance in order to have a smooth journey.
However, he met Xiaochi Chi, such a bursting ground drill.
Ying Lou added, “Not many people know the true identity of Ziling Chu.”
“It’s not much. Who wants to flip an open hand without holding a good poker hand?” Xiaochi Chi said, “But that’s good too.”
Ying Lou : “So you plan to keep Ziling Chu under pressure, so that he has no chance ……”
But Xiaochi Chi said, “No, I can’t. I have to hold him in high regard.”
He looked at the sky and said to himself, “Speaking of which, my letter arrived the day before yesterday, and the letter from Ziling Chu should have arrived by now.”
He mused.
If we calculate with Nan Southern’s usual platoon speed, at the earliest, the day after tomorrow, at the latest, seven days later, Ding Yuan City will be attacked by a small group of Nan Southern’s troops.
This is Ziling Chu’s usual style of action, never trusting anyone, even if he got the information from Tingyun Shi, he would first send troops to test the situation in Dingyuan City.
Like Tingyun Shi, he knows Feiru Wen, the guardian of Dingyuan City. He is half Nan Southern and lived at the border, but his parents were killed by the invading Nan Southerners.
This man is brave, temperamental, every battle will be personally out to kill the enemy, if he is really wounded, facing such a thin force, there is a great possibility that he will send one of his junior generals to fight.
On the surface, it is an expression of contempt, but in fact it is to cover up the deficiency with pride.
If Xiaochi Chi was right, Ziling Chu would send a letter to his contact, telling him that if Feiru Wen came out to fight in person, then he was not seriously wounded, so he should not fight hard and waste his strength; if Feiru Wen’s leader came to fight, then we should consider the situation before fighting, because Feiru Wen was probably not in the city, and Zhang, who was also in Dingyuan City, was very wise and tactful. However, if you send a small group to fight, you should not miss the opportunity to show that the person in charge of the city is still Feiru Wen, then you should transfer your troops to fight, not to capture the city, but to capture Feiru Wen and cut off one of Jinghong Shi’s arms.
Ziling Chu’s arrangement has another layer of usefulness.
— he was able to pick himself clean.
There are many people who know Feiru Wen’s temperament, and it is not difficult to make the above inference based on his actions in response to the enemy.
As for how the information about General Feiru Wen’s injury became known to the Nan Southerners, it could be put on the heads of the spies, and no matter how suspicious it was, it was not the turn of Ziling Chu, who was thousands of miles away.
But Ziling Chu could never have imagined that there was another Xiaochi Chi plotting thousands of miles away.
Jinghong Shi is such a person, his own son sent a letter, no need to elaborate, he will be able to guess eight – nine out of ten, will have a proper response method.
Since his childhood, Jinghong Shi taught Tingyun Shi that he had to know how to win as well as how to lose in battle.
This victory is his gift to Nan Southern for nothing.
Looking at Xiaochi Chi’s concentration, Ying Lou simply stopped speculating and looked at him with the book in her hand, her heart and eyes all soft as hell.
Xiaochi Chi brewed up a rough idea of the next plan, looked at the time and thought he had stayed with his own husband for a bit too long, so it was time to go out and let off some steam, so he greeted, “Sir, I’m leaving now.”
Xiaochi Chi was about to get off the carriage when Ying Lou suddenly asked behind him, “Did you really count?”
Xiaochi Chi : “…… what?”
Ying Lou gazed at him, “Twenty-seven strokes.”
Xiaochi Chi understood what he was referring to and then spread his hands, “Nonsense. He doesn’t know how to count himself.”
He asked again, “Can you hear it now?”
Ying Lou said, “The system is partially restored, but you can only hear your side, not speak or see the world line.”
Xiaochi Chi let out a hint and jumped off the carriage, but something was odd in his mind:
Why did Lou ask such a thing?
He consciously and voluntarily dismissed the most plausible one and shot his horse to march further back in the line.
After sending Xiaochi Chi away, Ying Lou continued to read in the fragrance of Buddha’s hand.
…… In fact, he was going through the world line, looking for clues.
The reading function of the world line was restored half an hour ago.
Ying Lou just wants to hear Xiaochi Chi tell him a story with all his heart and soul.
He is speculating on Xiaochi Chi’s next possible target for action.
After a long time of contemplation, he looked down at the Art of War held in his hands and said to himself, “…… pigeons.”
I don’t know if it was a coincidence, but a few seconds later, Xiaochi Chi’s question came to his ears, “Did you bring the pigeon coop?”
Ziling Chu’s reply followed: “All of them are good pigeons from the general’s residence, the worst of them have delivered letters to Nan Southern dozens of times, please don’t worry.”
Ying Lou smiled and faintly turned a page of the book, silent.
That night, the whole army was stationed at Baiqiu and buried in pots and pans to make a meal.
They were supposed to depart with the grain team, the food is naturally not bad, the evening meal has millet, and roast chicken.
When the rice was ready, Yuanheng Yan hesitated a few times, and with great determination, he sat next to Tingyun Shi in what he thought was the most natural and unpretentious posture, and waited with him for the same chicken to cook.
Xiaochi Chi in the post-apocalyptic gnawed on buns, in the wild with a meal is happy to get away.
He flipped the greasy roast chicken on the grill and asked Yuanheng Yan, “How do you like it?”
Yuanheng Yan said calmly, “I have been to the battlefield. There was a time when I drank only water from drinking horses for three days in a row.”
He was talking about the first time he was on Zhennanguan Chikyu.
Xiaochi Chi tore a chicken leg with crispy skin and gave it to him.
Yuanheng Yan took it in his hand and did not open his mouth, his eyes moved down slightly and noticed a brocade bag hanging around his waist, frowned and asked, “Is this …… thing? I haven’t seen you wearing it before.”
Xiaochi Chi looked down at it: “It was given by Zhao Yuan before he left.”
It was said to be a gift from Yuanzhao Yan, but it was actually sewn by his side concubine.
The sixth prince’s side concubine is also a strange woman, boudoir name Rou Jin, sixteen years old, learned that she will be matched with the sixth prince, after receiving the order to thank the grace, cried for a day and a night.
Outsiders thought it was tears of joy or reluctance to get married, but her young sisters of the same age from the same noble family were understanding and went forward to comfort them.
In Yuanzhao Yan’s bastard words, those who don’t know will think I’m dead and she will be widowed once she gets married.
Tingyun Shi kindly corrected him at the beginning: “If you really die, she will laugh.”
Yuanzhao Yan’s response was a kick in the pants.
He commiserated, “Is it so reluctant to tie the knot with me.”
Tingyun Shi glanced at the warblers surrounding him and said, “Can you get out of the flower house before you say that.”
Yuanzhao Yan is really a flowery name, was allowed to be a side consort, indeed not a good home.
However, Tingyun Shi knew that Yuanzhao Yan he drank, rode horses, cuju and prostitutes, but in the matter of men and women, he really did not touch the next person, except for the imperial gift of enlightened palace girls.
Yuanzhao Yan can be so free, all suffer from his birth mother’s favor, his birth mother is also the late queen, see the love of his father, Yuanzhao Yan heart for his wife also has a hope.
He only wants the one he loves most to be his rightful wife and the one he loves most to bear him children.
Rou Jin married to the night, Yuanzhao Yan will be clear with her, he has no feelings for her, she also do not have to have any feelings for themselves, she alone in the sixth prince’s house what they love to do what they do, as long as do not make any dirty things, his money is enough to support her, good food and drink, a life of pleasure.
The sixth side Wangfei is also a straightforward person, like ordinary women that commit a few days of muttering, found Yuanzhao Yan is indeed uninterested in her, will be happy to be at ease, day after day embroidery bandage, high melon seeds, planting grapes, shopping in the book market, is not happy.
This time Tingyun Shi was going to Nan Southern, Yuanzhao Yan went back to the house and told Rou Jin, so she rushed a pair of purses out and went to the temple to have them opened, one for Yuanzhao Yan and one for Tingyun Shi.
Yuanzhao Yan sent the purse, a rare serious hand: “Give me to put away. This object is the master has opened the light, if you are in danger, this object will have a sense. No matter thousands of miles, I will go to save you.”
When Xiaochi Chi took the purse, he weighed it in his hand and thought, “Is this how you straight men give?
Hearing this, Yuanheng Yan’s eyes changed.
When he left in the morning, when he bade farewell to his father, he caught sight of this object on the waist of his sixth brother, and saw its style, and this is just a pair.
…… Could it be that the person …… Yun Ting is talking about is the sixth royal brother?
