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No one knew where Jiang Linyuan went in the end, but according to the soldiers defending the city, they saw a man bleeding from his left shoulder and staggered out of the city in the heavy rain.

It's not that Xia Heyu doesn't want to kill Jiang Linyuan, every time he thinks that he is being suppressed by the court and even his father is still in prison, Xia Heyu gets angry.But Jiang Linyuan's melancholy eyebrows and eyes always appeared in his mind, and even when he closed his eyes, he could think of the faint smell of herbs on his body.This strange feeling, mingled with resentment, eluded him.

So Xia Heyu's knife only fell on Jiang Linyuan's shoulder, so he deeply hoped that he would never see Jiang Linyuan's face again in this life.

Because of some rain, after Xia Heyu took a hot bath that night, he put on an underwear indiscriminately, covered his head with a thin quilt, and sat on the table with his legs crossed.

Zhang Ling poked out half of his face from the open door, and secretly aimed at Xia Heyu.

"Come in for me, what are you looking at?" Xia Heyu had seen Zhang Ling a long time ago, and seeing that he was staring at him without moving for a long time, he couldn't help but said.

"I'm thinking, should I go back and get two sticks of incense? The general looks like he should stand up and worship." Zhang Ling said to Xia Heyu who was on the table through the door.

"Bastard." Xia Heyu cursed, lowered his hand holding the corner of the quilt, picked up a teacup on the table, and threw it at Zhang Ling's exposed half face.

"I can't make it." Zhang Ling's eyes were quick, and he quickly slipped out from behind the door and took the teacup into his arms, "The general doesn't even look at how much this teacup is worth. Now that the troops are out of the country, there is a shortage of supplies, and a teacup is not enough. Can help a lot.”

Xia Heyu didn't bother to argue, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and pulled the quilt on his head down a little, covering his face to show that he didn't want to talk to him.

Zhang Ling carried the teacup into the room along the door, walked up to Xia Heyu, gently put the teacup back on the table, and whispered: "General, Young Master Jiang..."

"Don't mention that Jiang to me, I don't know him!" Before Zhang Ling could finish speaking, Xia Heyu yelled as he grabbed the thin quilt from his head.

"Okay, okay, don't mention him, don't mention him." Seeing Xia Heyu's anger, Zhang Ling quickly raised his hand to surrender, and persuaded: "Then general, can you come down first, I am so tired of talking to you with my head up."

Xia Heyu gave Zhang Ling a blank look, turned over and jumped off the table, pulled out a chair and sat down, and asked Zhang Ling under pressure, "What else do you want to say?"

"General." Zhang Ling also pulled out a chair and sat down, "Let me ask what your plans are for the next step."

"Continue to fight." Xia Heyu replied without thinking, "At this point, we have to go north and fight to the capital to kill Li Su. The imperial court's troops should arrive in a few days. The next step is Wanzhou, and it should be settled quickly. "

"I'm relieved that the general has a plan." Zhang Ling nodded and smiled, "I'm still afraid of the general... Forget it, it's okay, the general has a good rest, and I will organize training tomorrow." Zhang Ling was about to get up after speaking.

"Stop." Xia Heyu slapped the table and shouted, "I haven't finished yet. What are you in a hurry for? After resting for ten days in Yangzhou, the troops will rise up. Half of the Yangzhou soldiers will join our army, and the rest will go to the Qingzhou soldiers and Bu Cheng." The heir stays in Yangzhou, do you understand?"

"Understood!" Zhang Ling replied with a straight chest, "It's still the general who thinks carefully. It seems that we are going to have a big fight."

Xia Heyu waved his hand helplessly, signaling Zhang Ling to back down. In fact, he didn't think well. Jiang Linyuan had told him about these things before, and Xia Heyu could at best follow through.But what about after the capture of Wanzhou, and after the capital?It's ridiculous to think about it. Could it be that Xia Heyu, who has guarded the frontier for so many years, is finally going to personally capture the city he has guarded for so many years?

"Jiang Linyuan, you should explain your plan in detail before leaving." Xia Heyu murmured to Wanfeng.

Zhang Ling left Xia Heyu's room, turned around and walked towards his own room. He was a little worried that Xia Heyu's mind would be affected by Jiang Linyuan's affairs, but now it seemed that he was worrying too much.

Zhang Ling paced slowly, thinking that there would be many opportunities to charge forward in the future, he was overjoyed, and actually laughed out loud unconsciously, so startled that he quickly stopped talking and looked around, for fear that someone would listen to him.

Just looking around, Zhang Ling saw a black shadow climbing up the roof along the pillar not far away. Zhang Ling thought it was an assassin from somewhere, so he rushed over in three steps instead of two. Grabbing the black shadow by the back collar, he fell hard to the ground, stepped on his chest with his right foot, and asked coldly, "What are you doing sneaking around here in the middle of the night?"

"Let me go!" The black shadow on the ground grabbed Zhang Ling's ankle and said, "I'm going to General Xia to ask Brother Jiang."

"Brother Jiang, Jiang Linyuan?" Zhang Ling muttered, bending down to see through the moonlight that the person he was stepping on was the Yangzhou soldier who was kneeling in front of the execution ground to plead for Jiang Linyuan today.

"It's you." Zhang Ling said, "Why did you climb the beam to see General Xia?"

"He doesn't want to see me." Xiaosha said with a bit of tears. He went to Xia Heyu in the evening, but he was stopped by the guard before he reached the house.

"That's right. He's angry. It's strange to see you." Zhang Ling moved his feet away from Xiaosha and said.

Xiaosha got up quickly, glared at Zhang Ling and asked, "Then what should we do, where did Brother Jiang go?"

"How do I know, maybe I was eaten by a tiger outside the city." Zhang Ling looked at the soldier who was almost a head shorter than himself and teased him.

"Ah...then I'm going to find him." Xiaosha turned around and wanted to run away, but Zhang Ling quickly grabbed him and said, "Hey, wait a minute, first tell me what is your relationship with Jiang Linyuan, what are you doing?" Miss him so much?"

Xiaosha grinned and tugged at the cloth in Zhang Ling's hand, and shouted, "He's my friend, friend! But I promised to take me to eat meat when I came back this time, but I was entrusted to that After the big fat guy he ran away."

"Big fat man, are you talking about He Fei?" Zhang Ling asked.

"What do I call him?" Xiaosha said angrily.

"Then I guess you don't need to go to Jiang Linyuan." Zhang Ling let go of Xiaosha and said.

"Why...why?" Xiao Sha rubbed the cloth and asked in a low voice.

"Uh...because..." Zhang Ling scratched his head, not knowing what to say. He might not tell Xiaosha that Jiang Linyuan put Jiang Linyuan on the bed because he knew he would die. He entrusted it to He Fei. The little soldier in front of him looked quite innocent. If he spoke too straightforwardly, Zhang Ling was afraid that he would do something stupid again.

"Because he will come back." Zhang Ling finally comforted him after holding back for a long time, but he regretted it as soon as he said it.

"How do you know? Didn't General Xia intend to kill Brother Jiang?"

"Yeah, how do I know." Zhang Ling turned his head to the side and muttered.

"Ah! You are a big liar." Xiao Sha roared, raised his foot and stepped on Zhang Ling's foot, and at the same time punched Zhang Ling's nose with his right hand. Taking advantage of Zhang Ling's cry of pain, he turned and ran in into the night.

Zhang Ling rubbed his sore nose, this grievance.However, Xiao Sha did not run out of Yangzhou City after all, and was finally caught by He Fei who was looking for him everywhere.

On the second day when the troops were divided, Zhang Ling saw Xiaosha in the crowd, curled his lips at him, hooked his fingers, and divided into his team.