Dandere General and his Lord

Mo Qiaosheng sighed, turned and walked towards the palace gate.

"The hussar generals stay." A man in the palace called to stop him.

"The lord is waiting for the general in the Chaowu Palace, please go to see the general alone."

Mo Qiaosheng's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but smile.

Immediately following the inner man, he climbed the stage, passed through the open room, and walked on the long corridor, the excitement in his heart soared with the pace.

He walked faster and faster, and even passed the palace servant, almost running into the palace gate.

Inside the house, a man stood tall and undressed in a robe.

He turned around and said to him with a smile, "Qiaosheng, come, come to me."

Mo Qiaosheng felt his eyes moist.

"Hey, you've already become a general, why do you still cry so much." The man laughed.

...

The suburb of Jiangcheng.

in a dilapidated hut,

A young woman, carrying a child under the age of one, was sweeping the snow in the courtyard.

She heard some movement and looked up outside the courtyard gate.

The dilapidated Chaimen made a babbling sound, and outside the door was a world of white snow, empty of people.

The young woman sighed.

There are all kinds of chaotic news coming from the village from time to time, which is frightening.

At the beginning, I really shouldn't have agreed to my husband's expedition. No matter how hard the day is, it's always good for two people to be able to stay together.

In such a cold winter, I don't know what A Yuan's situation is on the battlefield.

"Mother, the millet porridge is ready, I will carry my brother in." The young daughter lifted the curtain and came out.

Just as she was about to take over the younger brother on her mother's back, she stretched out her hand but stood there blankly, opening her mouth in surprise as she looked outside the courtyard.

"What's the matter? Erya?"

A Juan followed her daughter's gaze.

A tall figure stood outside the courtyard gate. The man was dressed in military uniform, with frost and snow on his shoulders, with tears in his eyes.

"Juan, I'm back."

"I'll pick you up. Go to Bianzhou."

"There, there are fields and houses that I earned for you."

...

On Jiuyu Street, where civilians lived in Jiangcheng, there was a shrill cry from a two-storied tile-roofed house.

The official who delivered the obituary put down the relics and rewards of the Thousand Commander Han Shen, comforted a few words, and left silently.

Such people, they have to go to several households.

A gray-haired old woman hugged her young grandson and cried bitterly.

However, her daughter-in-law stared blankly at a piece of blue floral cloth in her relics, and tremblingly stretched out her hands that had been roughened by the years.

Her man was a fickle person who would beat and scold her at every turn. He was an existence that terrified her.

But when the man was gone, she suddenly realized that the sky above her head had collapsed.

In this era of endless wars, the man who sent military salaries to his family every month was using his body to earn them some stability.

With trembling hands, she touched the piece of broken flower cloth.

The officials who sent the relics said that this was the wish of Han Shen's comrades-in-arms and Han Shen's last wish before he died.

The man who had never bought himself anything in his life thought of buying such a piece of cloth for himself before he died.

The woman covers her face, no, I can't cry.

If the man in the family is gone, I will support the family.

He left fields and houses for me and my children in Bianzhou.

I can, I can support my children and my mother.

This home will not fall.

Chapter 64

Cheng Qianye sat behind the desk, looking at the scrolls in his hands seriously, but secretly peeked at Mo Qiaosheng, who was sitting next to her and accompany her to mark the papers.

This extraordinary man on the battlefield turned back to his awkward appearance in an instant when he came to her.

His eyes were bright, and he stepped into the hall with emotion and came to his side, but he just reported a few words of military information, and there was no more words.

He was given a seat, but he just sat with his head bowed and silent as usual.

Cheng Qianye laughed secretly in his heart.

Her general sat there motionless, without even turning his eyes towards her, staring at the blue bricks on the ground without blinking, as if flowers were blooming there.

However, in Cheng Qianye's eyes, the color on his body has changed several times.

Both fun and cute.

After all, Mo Qiaosheng couldn't hold it in any longer, and quietly glanced at the lord who was "focusing on state affairs".

Unexpectedly, he found that the Lord just held the scroll in one hand, leaned loosely on the back of the chair, and looked at himself with a smile in his eyes.

Mo Qiaosheng's heart is disturbed, how long has the lord looked at me like this?

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, as if with a hint of playfulness to see through his heart,

Slowly, he stretched out the jade-white palm toward him.

Mo Qiaosheng stretched out his hand in a trance. Just as his fingertips touched the elastic skin, the soft and warm palm tightened his hand.

The smooth and tender finger pulp gently rubbed his palm covered with thick calluses, pulling him forward.

Mo Qiaosheng felt the blood in his face spew out.

Oops, I must be blushing, he thought.

There seemed to be broken stars in the man's eyes,

Thousands of light spots are shaking gently, and his figure is reflected in the reflection.

The lips differentiated, and the mouth spoke,

"Qiaosheng, I miss you so much."

Su Bai's palm was raised in front of his eyes, obscuring his vision, lightly brushed his forehead hair, stroked his brow bone, followed his face all the way down, and stayed on his chin for a moment.

He swiped his lips like a dragonfly.

The feeling of Su Ma that remained on his lips, drilled straight to his heart and lungs, and couldn't wave back for a long time.

Mo Qiaosheng's palm that was hanging by his side tightened.

"What about you? Do you miss me?" the man was still asking.

I, I think of you every night, and I don't want to come back to you for a moment.

Mo Qiaosheng shouted in his heart.

However, his stiff lips moved only slightly, but he couldn't utter a word.

But the lord had heard what was in his heart.

Cheng Qianye waved and swept the book and scroll off the table, pressed her hussar general on the table, bit her lower lip, and leaned down slowly as if looking at a rare gem.

Jasper came in from the side hall with tea, and when he looked up, he saw scrolls scattered all over the floor.

On the red sandalwood carving case, the famous General Mo was being "bullied" by the lord on the table.

Jasper raised her sleeves and covered her mouth in surprise. In a panic, a teacup on the tray rolled down.

With a click, it shattered on the floor.

Cheng Qianye raised his head from the desk, his lips were red, his breath was disordered, his face was displeased, and he glared at her fiercely.

Jasper hurriedly exited the hall.

She closed the door of the palace with her hands behind her back, leaned against the door of the palace, blushing all over her face, covered her thumping chest and thought, "Oh my God, so those rumors are all true."

...

In the palace of Haojing, the Empress Dowager of the Quan Rong tribe, dressed in gold and brocade furs, with a high crown decorated with pearls, sat on a chair.

She looked at the young Han man who was not afraid of stage fright in front of her, and was uncertain in her heart.

They are nomads who came to the desert steppe, and they are used to riding horses and herding sheep in the desert and living as nomads.

But he never imagined that one day he would be able to invade the Central Plains in one fell swoop, take over the imperial capital of the Central Plains, and live in this magnificent palace.

Many people in the clan were fascinated by this flowery world and began to covet comfort and enjoyment.

But she did not hide pearls, the empress dowager of the Xirong clan.

A woman who began to be a widow at a young age, and supported her young son on the throne in the prairie that the crowd looked around.

She knew that the real turning point of their Xirong family was at hand.

They want to control and conquer this nation that has a long history and has long occupied the wealthy areas of the Central Plains. Burning, killing and looting alone is not enough. She is eager to learn and understand the knowledge and culture of this famous family.

Can this man named Zhang Fu really be used by me?

The Queen Mother did not hide her mouth and said, "Mr. Zhang's knowledge is as rich as the grass on the grassland. Listening to Mr.'s words, I seem to be a lost traveler who saw the stars in the night sky and immediately found the way forward."

"What puzzles me is that a talent like Mr. Jin, the lord of Jin, can't afford to support Mr. with the most respected title, but let Mr. have the opportunity to come before me?"

Zhang Fu put on his signature smiling face, and bowed his hands at the Empress Dowager, "If everyone is as smart as the Empress Dowager, Zhang certainly doesn't have to be so rambunctious."

Afterwards, he showed a lonely expression and sighed lightly: "Since the old lord, the old Jinwei Houxian, left, the new lord has done the opposite, favoring the lowly people such as slaves, not only did he not listen to my advice and advice, Instead, he berated me several times, and even moved me far away from the political center, and only sent me to handle some chores."