The Flirtatious Scheme of the Vicious General’s Daughter

Jiang Liangyu counted the number of days he had let go, and the salted fish squatted on the chair of his study in the military barracks of Beijing.

She had a piece of paper on hand, which she used for several days in the past few days. Every day, she wrote a sentence, "I don't want to live on the Xth day, think about him," now I have written a long list.

Jiang Liangxi wrote today's "the fifteenth day of the sinking." He thought that he couldn't write down the two words. He lost his pen and ran to the soft collapse, and buried his face on it.

Hey.

I think he thinks he wants him.

Here is his barracks. Before that day, he gave her all the keys to the barracks, telling her that if she was in danger, or if the Prince tried to start with her, she would come here to hide. He took her to recognize all the escape and hiding passages here, and left the keys to her.

But Jiang Pingxuan also protected her well, but she did not encounter danger, just miss him.

The letter of the sinking is to bring the military secrets together with the family books, first to send people to the military camp, and then let Shen Xi pick out the family books and send them to her.

Originally, Jiang Liangyu was waiting for a pigeon at home, so that the window sill that the pigeon appeared appeared, which became her resurrection point.

Later, at this time, Jiang Liangyu couldn't wait any longer. He ran here every day to help him see the military camp. By the way, he received the letter.

Fortunately, the letter of Shen is very frequent, and no matter what new and interesting things are encountered along the way, I also think about her, and people send it to her.

She pulled out a stack of letterheads with soft sag.

Jiang Liangzhu took the stack of letters that had been left at home, and together with the letter that was recently received, and found something that had never been noticed before.

The sum of all the letters that she put on her is a small picture, which he painted. The content is nothing more than a leopard and a dragonfly. The pattern is different every time.

I didn't pay attention when I saw it alone. In this way, Jiang Liangxi discovered that in the order of the pattern of the payment, these pictures can actually be arranged into a picture.

The painting is a process in which a leopard falls in love with a dragonfly.

The one she took in her hand was the nearest one. The leopard pleaded on the ground, letting the squat sit on top of it and screaming at it. Its claws seem to be lazily placed on the ground. In fact, that angle is just protecting. The embarrassment on the head, lest she slipped her foot.

Ginger cool and sweet, let go of this and turn it forward.

The time when the first payment appeared appeared earlier than Jiang’s imagination.

When he said that he liked himself, she still felt a little dreamy, but she didn't believe it. But when she saw these pictures, she realized that it was so early, and she had clearly knew that she liked her.

Jiang Liangxi feels that he has done too much for himself.

But there is really too little to do for the sinking.

Although her own force was not as good as Jiang Yunting in her early years, she still wanted to fight with him.

She didn't want to wait for him to lay down the mountain, then walked down the altar to pick her up.

She wants to be with him, to fight with him, to weather the storm together, to meet the storm, and to take off the glory.

Jiang Liang’s gaze fell on a stack of books in his study. When he saw the names of several of them, his heart suddenly moved and an idea emerged.

It seems that her wish can really be achieved.

Even if she can't make a mighty woman, she can have other ways.

Ginger Liang was excited and strode forward. He took out the books and hugged them in his arms. He patrolled in his study and found four books of the same type, and they were ready to take them together.

The line of sight fell on the piece of paper she wrote today, with half of the "fifth day after the death", and the words "think about him" in the back were not written.

At this time, she is not her when she came today.

She wrote the pen behind and wrote a few words indiscriminately, breaking the atmosphere of the Acacia paper of the sorrowful and complaining.

Come on, brand new **** cool!

She is with him, fighting side by side for the future! Work hard!

Jiang Liangyu was full of pride, holding the books and going out to the door, and happened to meet Shenxi.

Shen Xi raised his hand and was about to knock on the door. He looked at Jiang Liangqi who came out of the door. He asked strangely: "Now the lunch time has not yet arrived, will the mother return home?"

Jiang Liangqi held the book and nodded solemnly: "I will not come later. The letter of the sinking will let you send the pigeon to me. I still have something to do."

She strode away.

Shen Xi’s side looked back and walked into the sinking study.

He came to the main ovary to take things, and the master sent a letter to tell him to find a sketch of the previous one, and sent it with the letter.

He found something and turned around and saw the long piece of paper on the table.

When you see the handwriting, you know that it is not the master. It should be written by Jiang Liangxi. At first glance, it is full of the name of the master, and think of him.

Ah, love is sour and smelly.

It is embarrassing.

Shen Xi remembered, Shen Fang repeatedly told him, let him timely report the status and safety of Jiang Liangxi.

Presumably, the master should be very concerned about her.

I thought that the master had already moved to her early, but she still had nothing to do with the days when the master was in a hurry, and the unsettled Shenxi suddenly thought of an idea.

Wouldn’t it be better to smack Jiang’s sneak peek at his exhibits and send them to the master?

Shen Xixin folded the piece of paper into the cuff, closed the door carefully, and ran back to send a letter.

Jiang Liangxuan couldn't close his door, lighting up and staying up late, studying a few books every day, his hair was more bald.

I haven’t had time to put it there recently, and the letter has sent less.

She wants to save time and grow up early.

A place twenty miles from the battlefield that has just passed.

Just playing a small victory, letting others rest, they still deducted again and again before the sand table, calculating the time and direction of the next possible attack of the enemy.

Soldiers from afar rushed down and stood in the tent's curtain forex: "The Lord, the letter from the capital was sent."

Suddenly stopped, said: "Get in."

The soldier sent the letter and quit.

After sinking and looking at a letter, the capital has recently stabilized, and there are not many letters reporting on the military situation. Only two or three letters are reported to be safe.

His expression did not relax, but he turned it twice from beginning to end.

It is not an illusion. There is really no letter from Jiang Liang.

Before, Jiang Liangxi could not wait to write a letter to him one day. Now, in the past few days, did Jiang Liangqi even write a letter to him?

What happened to her? I am sick, still in danger?

Suddenly, I took out a thick letter from Shenxi’s report on Jiang Liang’s whereabouts, and read it in ten lines.

She is very good, eats very well, sleeps very well, Jiang Pingxuan has protected her well, she is not sick.

everything is fine.

At the end of the letter, Shen Xi said that he had sent something that Jiang Liangqi thought when he was thinking about him. Maybe he could think of things.

Deeply filled with expectations, the small envelope was taken apart and the paper inside was taken out.

Like a treasure map that hides gold, he cherishes the paper on the case and carefully flattens it with his hands and feet.

That piece of paper is full -

I miss him on the first day of the fall.

I miss him the next day.

On the third day of the fall, think of him.

......

On the fifteenth day when the sun was not there,

free.

happy.

The face was stacked with no expression on the face.

well.

Not sick, not dangerous.

It turned out that she was simply trying to rebel.

Jiang Liangyu knows nothing about this.

When I passed the child, it was already late at night. She closed the book in front of her, stretched out a long stretch, and blew out the candle in front of him, trying to pretend that she had slept early today.

However, the light that she had revealed under her door had already sold her.

Chunxin came in with a bowl of noodles, put the noodles in front of her, and stuffed the chopsticks into her hands, groaning: "Miss, you have been sleeping so late for so many days, how can you go down this way?" Can you stand it? You see that your eyes are blue, what are you doing?"

Jiang Liangqi picked up his face and smiled: "You don't understand, this is the power of love."

She looked at the book that had been read several times in the book, and there were objects on the other side that had been made for many days, and my heart was satisfied.

Don't underestimate a beggar.

She will work hard and make the leopard chilly.

Outside the city of Jiang County.

The victims have rioted for many rounds.

At first, they were simply because there was no food in Jiang County. They were about to start eating people, and they couldn’t survive. They simply picked up the guys and confronted the guards outside.

Anyway, it’s all dead. If you go out, you might be a little alive.

They don't squat twice at a time, they don't squat twice at a time. When they rushed out for the first time, they were killed by the guards. They didn't know how many people, and eventually they went out very little.

But from the second time, it seems that there are people who are helping them outside. The guards are being restrained, revealing a long and undefended vacancy. They are allowed to run out, and most of them ran out.

But when they came out, they found that the outside world was not the same as they imagined when they died in the city.

Some died outside, and some found food.

The surviving victims found an empty land without the owner, but it took a long time for the good days to start chaos.

Some people robbed the rich and poor, and began to burn and plunder.

New riots are taking shape.

The victims thought that after escaping, they began a new disaster.

But I don't know how, as if those people have gradually disappeared, and those riots that have been self-interested or drowning in the water seem to have been sorted out, and gradually calm down.

On the opposite side of the hill, two people sat on the stone and looked at it.

The young one is Jiang Yunting.

He was very dissatisfied with his ankles: "The old man, when he was dealing with it yesterday, did you push me behind? My feet were almost cut off by you."

The old man was holding a piece of meat that was not so oily, and he was justified. He didn't look at it: "What happened? My flesh fell on the ground, and I won't push you away, but I will be stepped on by you."

Jiang Yunting was so angry that his nose was out.

The old man blinked and looked at the opposite place where he had already taken shape.

During this time, Jiang Yunting was a little bit spurred from a spur of the ambition, a little bit of growth, in a short period of time, he has been able to quickly and calmly distinguish the situation in the chaos, learn to deploy, and even It is already possible to judge the situation quite accurately in advance.

Although he is hard enough to do first, he also has to say that this is a very savvy young lang.

There is also savvy and ambitious. It seems to be stupid. In fact, it is very big and big.

It is a good seedling.

The old man looked at the clouds in the distance, and took a few mouthfuls of meat. He listened to Jiang Yunting deliberately screaming in his ear. The old man suddenly said: "If you don't, your feet are really not as important as yesterday's meat, but you are saying So much, I am annoyed, I will compensate you a little."

"Let me think about it," said the old man. "So, I will allow you to worship me as a teacher."

Jiang Yunting was almost caught by the saliva.

I thank you for being so difficult to compensate me!

The old man patted his shoulder: "Since you want to apprentice, I have to ask first, what is your real name? Is it called Yunting?"

Jiang Yunting looked at him obliquely: "I haven't agreed to the teacher yet? You said this, I remember, I don't know your old name yet."

The old man thought back and did not hide: "I should be called Song Feijian."

Song Feijian always felt that the name was a bit familiar.

Jiang Yunting took another sip of meat.

The meat bar licked and fell from the mouth.

He sluggishly turned to look at Song Feijian: "You are called Song Feijian? Arrow God Song Feijian?"

The old man scratched his head and didn't care much: "Yes, it seems that when I was outside in the past few years, they were called by me."

Jiang Yunting turned back and cut the whole tenderest and most fragrant piece of meat, and offered it with respect and respect.

"Master is on, please accept the worship."

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