The queen is a bit cowardly

Jiang Qingluan was stunned for a moment, but she never thought about this issue. Slaves have always been private property. They are either defeated, mortgaged for failing to repay their debts, or officials who have been punished. Once they become slaves, it means that they have lost It is not fair or unfair to say that the status of a citizen is beaten into slavery, it is just a punishment.

"Perhaps I'm overthinking it." Chang Lan said, "I just feel that I changed from a human to an animal in a single thought, but I'm still a human being."

In fact, as far as the ministers of Daxin are concerned, they are considered good for the slaves, but they are still slaves, and they still do the same things as servants. Many slaves are just one more unpaid servant, but looking around the world, many country gentry and even ordinary citizens have some slaves in their homes, and that is really a bad life.

"This has been the case for thousands of years. If the princess thinks that a slave is quick to do things and you like it, you can eliminate her slavery." Jiang Qingluan said.

"Your Highness, Princess, the crab is ready."

Some rabbits have already achieved results, and the crabs are roasted red, with a burnt aroma overflowing.

"This is a temporary arrangement, and I don't have any spices with me." A rabbit was a little embarrassed, and handed the crab to the two masters.

Jiang Qingluan helped Chang Lan take down the crab, and took out a delicate knife from her waist, which looked like a gadget for cutting mutton. She quickly pried open the crab's shell and shaved off the meat inside.

Chang Lan took the crab meat, and indeed she didn't know how to get rid of the shell, these things were done by the servants, but Jiang Qingluan missed her everywhere.

"Thank you..." Chang Lan smiled, but Wan Er called, "Qingluan."

The voice was gentle and gentle, and a bit shy, Jiang Qingluan couldn't help but swallowed, and now she couldn't tolerate her presumptuousness, so she only gently took Chang Lan's hand, which was too delicate, fingers like peeling onion roots , soft and warm, Jiang Qingluan couldn't help but hold it tighter.

"Your Highness, you're still outside." Chang Lan reminded.

It is said that it is outside, but there is no one in the mountains and fields, and the only ones around are the rabbit and the ten guards.

Jiang Qingluan understood that Chang Lan had been educated like this since she was a child, and there were many rules. Jiang Qingluan was a little surprised that the two had slept together without performing the ceremony of the Duke of Zhou. If you meet a man you like, you will light a lamp in front of the tent at night. If the man is interested, you can enter the tent by yourself after sunset.

"Ah."

Then Jiang Qingluan asked Youtu to choose a few fat crabs, and let him distribute the rest to the accompanying guards.Jiang Qingluan lowered her head, looked at her dirty trousers again, and couldn't help but feel that Chang Lan was suffering again. After all, roasting crabs by the lake is not a decent rest. Rest has also become so embarrassing.

"Lan'er."

"Ah."

"Wait until the matter in hand is dealt with, do you want to go back to Tianping City to live for a while?"

Chang Lan couldn't help frowning, she didn't understand why Jiang Qingluan always drove her out after arriving in Baili County.

"There is no time to finish things. It's not winter yet, and the winter solstice still needs to lead the sacrifice." Chang Lan said: "Your Highness, don't persuade me."

"Can……"

Chang Lan's face was a little annoyed, and she said in a serious voice: "Qingluan, I'm not a delicate flower growing in a greenhouse. If I were a delicate flower, I wouldn't be here today without you and me. And San let me go?"

"But I can't see you suffering."

"You can bear it, why can't I bear it?"

"..." Jiang Qingluan was a little dumb. She should be the person who understands Chang Lan best, but now she also feels confused.

You Tu watched the two masters blushing a little, and didn't dare to speak, but when he heard the sound of galloping horses not far away, he stepped forward weakly and said, "Your Highness, there seems to be someone coming over there."

Only then did the two turn their faces away, and sat back upright. Sure enough, the horse was coming towards this side, and it was a centurion wearing bamboo armor. The centurion rushed directly to Jiang Qingluan on his horse.

"Report! Your Highness, there is a change in the northwest!" After speaking, the centurion handed over a bamboo tube as thick as a pen.

Taking the bamboo tube, Jiang Qingluan asked, "Which battalion are you from?"

"Return to Your Highness, under the banner of General Bazaar, the Pioneer Battalion."

Jiang Qingluan's heart tightened suddenly, Baza was a forward general, stationed at the main road, if he said there was a change, it would be considered a movement on the border.Quickly opened the bamboo tube and took out the letter paper, scanned the letter paper and said that a day ago, the army patrolling the border saw many horseshoe prints of unknown origin. After a rough count, there should be as many as a hundred horses. There are campfires that have been extinguished, and there are more than a dozen on a hillside.

"What arrangements has Bazaar made now?" Jiang Qingluan asked.

"General Bazaar has ordered people to search the mountain, and if they find the vision, they will definitely pursue it!"

But Jiang Qingluan's face darkened, and he muttered: "Wrong."

Chang Lan didn't know much about military affairs, but she could see that Bazaar's arrangement might be wrong, so she asked, "What's wrong?"

"You can't chase." Jiang Qingluan didn't have time to explain to Chang Lan. The two of them had different responsibilities.

"Lan'er...I..." Jiang Qingluan knew that this day of rest was not easy to come by.

"Go, I will guard the county mansion."

Fuyin County Pioneer Barracks

It was already afternoon when Jiang Qingluan rushed to Bazaar's barracks, and there were many mountains in Baili County. The journey was not long but dangerous enough.When they arrived at the gate of the barracks, the guard at the gate hurriedly welcomed Jiang Qingluan in. After entering, Jiang Qingluan's heart sank again. This should be the place with the most troops. Now, except for a few blacksmiths who are repairing armor, some old and weak are doing housework I can't see a young man.

"Where's your general!" Ba Le grabbed the elder and asked.

"The general has gone after the enemy." Na Shichang explained.

"Is there a lieutenant here?" Jiang Qingluan asked, sending someone in charge to see me.

Na Shichang patted his chest in response, then went around to look for the person in charge.Jiang Qingluan and Ba Le entered the main camp, and indeed there was no one in the tent, a dagger was stuck on the sand table in the tent, and there was a smell of alcohol in the tent, Jiang Qingluan caused a catastrophe because of drinking when he went to war, and now he is the last It is taboo to drink alcohol before the war, and his face is as cold as ice.

"Young man, you are eager to make meritorious deeds." Ba Le said from the side, clearing away the table and asking Jiang Qingluan to sit down.

"There are no young people in the military camp." Jiang Qingluan had a cold face, but after sitting down, his eyes were fixed on the sand table. Not only were there no young people in the military camp, but there were also no idlers.

After sitting for a while, the curtain of the camp tent was pulled open, and only a centurion walked in. Bazaar's subordinates were all his tribesmen, so was this centurion, he was tall and tall, but he was really handsome Being a little stupid, he walked up to Jiang Qingluan, and the centurion slapped his left chest vigorously, saying: "Longevity bless you, you are a thousand years old."

"Where did Bazaar go? Where did the people from the barracks go?" Without caring so much, Jiang Qingluan asked directly.

The centurion replied: "Just before the king came up, I estimated the time for a stick of incense. Our warriors patrolling the mountain found a group of hundreds of people, and about 200 people were camping nearby. The major general brought a thousand people." Kill it."

"..." Jiang Qingluan only felt a headache, and Bazaar was considered a young warrior, but he didn't use his brain when doing things.

"How many people are there in the battalion now?" Ba Le asked. Like Jiang Qingluan, he knew something was wrong when he heard Bazaar's arrangement. Now that the combat power is hard-won, and it's the autumn harvest, it's the best time to enter the winter. It's a difficult time. If you can't use your troops, you don't use your troops. All strategies should be defensive.

The centurion thought for a while and said, "Not a hundred people."

"Send someone to call Baza back quickly." Balak arranged: "If you encounter danger, don't be willing to fight!"

border forest

Fushan stretches for tens of thousands of miles. Fushan's branches are like centipedes and hundreds of feet. monster.The branch veins are not much better than the main vein. There is no snow but it is cold enough. The branches are towering, all of which have grown for a hundred years. The moths in the forest are all as big as a palm, not to mention the insects that hurt people and the beasts in the forest. up.

When Bazaar received the information, he only said that an inexplicable group of troops was operating on the border between Baili County and Shangjing. According to the analysis of the number of campfires and informants, the opponent was no more than 200 people, but Bazaar still divided the troops into two groups. Outflank the centaur along both sides of the mountain stream.

"Grandma, what kind of road is this?" the guard beside Bazaar cursed while cutting off the vines hanging in front of him.

"Yeah, I haven't done it with my feet." Another guard echoed.

Baza's brows were tightly furrowed. Their towers are located in the west of Fu Kingdom, and the neighbors there are relatively dry. If there are forests, they are not as exaggerated as they are now.

"Increase your focus," Bazaar reminded. "Don't forget what we're doing."

"Yes." Several guards responded, but there were other expressions on their faces. After all, Bazaar was a young man, he was fine in fighting, but he was not good at leading troops.

"Major General, why do we need thousands of people to catch 200 people?" Another lieutenant general who accompanied the army was a little more sensible, he asked in a low voice. "

"I'm familiar with this damned road." Baza replied: "If we go back to our homeland, we will have to cross the majestic floating mountains. These forests will not be missed."

The deputy general looked at the mud under his feet, thought it made sense, so he didn't say any more.

Bazaar is also very disgusting with the roads here. The cold here is different from the cold in the desert. This is a kind of cold that goes deep into the bone marrow, and it comes from every wind and every breath.

"Why hasn't the scout come back yet?" The deputy general used a knife to pick away a snake hanging by his side, and looked into the distance.

Although it is outflanking the enemy, but in the deep mountains and old forests, the enemy's position also needs to be more accurate. After all, marching is not easy, and more information is needed to give the opponent a fatal blow.

"There! Back!"

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