Beautiful lady, why not follow the thief

Yan Heng was taken aback by his question. He was still holding a sweat towel for wiping his hair in his hand, wrapping the half-wet ends of his hair, and replied inexplicably, "Take a bath."

"outside??"

"Otherwise? How inconvenient is it here?" Yan Heng shook off his hand, continued to wipe his hair with a cloth, and walked in: "If you have nothing to do, go out and run around."

Xie Wuqiu couldn't tell why he was unhappy, he chased after Yan Heng and said: "I care about you, be careful."

Yan Heng glanced at him amusedly: "Why, I'm not a defenseless little girl."

His hair was almost dry, he sat in front of the desk, and casually threw the towel to Xie Wuqiu: "Wash it for me."

Xie Wuqiu took the white scarf, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it. It was the familiar Lanzhi fragrance on Yan Heng. He walked behind Yan Heng with a smirk, put his hand into his arms, and flirted with him, saying: Don't you wash the inside for you?"

Yan Heng took the book and patted his dishonest hand away, then shook the pages: "Get lost."

Xie Wuqiu sat beside him with a smile, casually playing with his hanging hair.

Yan Heng also lost his temper with him, and let him fiddle with it, swatting away one or two like mosquitoes, and asked casually, "Why did Zhang Yong come here just now?"

Speaking of this, Xie Wuqiu became unhappy again, and repeated the annoying words that Zhang Yong said in the tent, embellishing them with Yan Heng, and finally blamed Yan Heng: "Why don't you say that beauty is a disaster? Look, look , if I really came here for an official career, your husband's bright future will be ruined by you."

"Then it's over if you send me away." Yan Heng said lazily.

"I'm not that Feng Xuqing!"

Yan Heng ignored this unrealistic topic, meditated for a while, and murmured: "It's really troublesome, it seems that I still have to see the old lady."

"Why do you see that old woman?"

Yan Heng rolled up his book and knocked him on the head: "I worked so hard to help people fight a battle, and when I arrived, I was stumbled by others. Isn't my work in vain?"

"No," Xie Wuqiu stared, "What if the old woman really married you to her son because she saw you as a virtuous and dignified woman?"

Yan Heng's eyes almost rolled to the ceiling: "The old lady is not that stupid."

The next day, while Zhang Jun was chatting with the old lady in the inner room, Yan Heng asked to see him in the name of Xie Wuqiu.When the old lady heard that it was "Xie Heng", she remembered the water bandit encounter on the river that day. She thought that if that person had sincerity and strength, he could be selected into the Guangling Army without her recommendation. I just heard from my son that a military adviser came from Chen Jun with extraordinary resourcefulness.

The old lady invited someone to come in, and the person who came was Yan Heng.

The old lady looked at it, and wondered: "Where is your husband? Why are you here?"

Yan Heng didn't say anything, Qi Qiran bowed down, and pleaded with emotion: "Old madam, slave... I really don't want to be a burden to my husband, and I don't want to see my husband run thousands of miles to build a career, but give up my great future for me. Yesterday, it was my husband who was ignorant and rejected Mr. Zhang, today I... come to my slave's house and just wait for the old lady's arrangement."

Both the old lady and Zhang Juan looked at each other in astonishment, and the old lady said: "Get up, I don't understand what you're saying, tell me carefully, what do you mean by hindering your husband's future? What do you want me to arrange?"

Then Yan Heng got up gracefully, raised his eyebrows, and explained what happened yesterday. He was so eloquent that it made the old lady furious, and she was about to beat Nizi with an iron stick, but was persuaded by the maids around her, and it took a long time to get over it Sit back in the chair angrily.

Zhang Juan sat there quietly, with an unfathomable expression on his face, and he didn't express his position. When the old lady called him, he seemed to have just realized it. He went to help Yan Heng to sit down himself, and said, "Where is Mr. Xie Junshi? Come on, Please thank the military commander for coming."

Yan Heng rolled his eyes secretly, thinking that Zhang Juan was really difficult to deal with.

After a while, Xie Wuqiu also came, seeing the scene, he guessed the situation pretty well, and immediately cooperated with Yan Heng to continue playing tricks.

Zhang Juan reprimanded the younger brother in front of the two of them, and said to Xie Wuqiu: "I promised you that if you successfully retreat from the enemy, I will mention you to my tent. Although Guo Qin retreats, Zhai Jing is still eyeing him Staring at my Guangling territory, Xie Junshi is unparalleled in talent, this time follow me to hunt for Zhai thief!"

This time the enemy on the other side of the river was Zhai Jing, who was not as easy to deal with as Guo Qin.Xie Wuqiu didn't want to take this muddy water at all, so he quietly glanced at Yan Heng, saw Yan Heng nodded slightly, and had no choice but to accept this errand.

Zhang Jun looked at Yan Heng several times, smiled and said to Xie Wuqiu: "Mr. Xie really has a good wife."

When the two came out of the old lady's wing, Xie Wuqiu tugged at Yan Heng's sleeve and asked him: "This time it's not a joke, it's a tough battle."

Zhai Jing has tens of thousands of troops and has rich combat experience. Now he is aggressively leading his army to "recover" the south. Although Zhang Juan sits as king, he is alone and helpless. No matter how you look at it, helping him fight this battle is a thankless task. things.

There are thousands of ways to get close to a person, and it is not necessary to use this method to gain Zhang Juan's trust.What Yan Heng said is true or false?

In the end, Xie Wuqiu didn't ask, but thought repeatedly in his heart: Yan Heng, what are you doing?

Not only Xie Wuqiu asked this question.

***

The night before the army set off, Liu Shang came to see Yan Heng.

"Has everything been arranged properly?" Yan Heng asked him.

Liu Shang nodded.

Then, he couldn't help asking: "Young master, what are your plans?"

At that time, Yan Heng was sitting in front of the desk and sketching something, but he paused when he heard the words, but did not answer.Liuzhang asked: "Young master, I really don't understand, you use the life of the brother in the building to help that surnamed Zhang to beat Zhai Jing?" There are fewer and fewer people, and now that Feige is away, Tongque is even more lifeless, indifferent to Yan Heng's actions, he has no one to discuss, he can only worry.Yan Heng had this attitude again, and he spoke more seriously at the moment:

"Young master, the twelfth floor is not a tool for you to display your personal ambitions!"

Yan Heng raised his eyelids, took a fixed look at him, and said, "Liu Shang, I am the landlord, and I have the final say on the twelfth floor."

Liu Shang was depressed: "Yes, you are the landlord, you are the landlord!"

He held that breath and ran away.Then Xie Wuqiu came in from outside the military tent, he didn't intend to eavesdrop this time, it was really a coincidence.

However, Yan Heng didn't shy away from him. When he saw him coming in, he showed a tired side. He sighed and put down his pen, rubbing the acupuncture points around his eyes.

"That boy Liushang, I didn't realize that he is still a peace lover?"

Yan Heng sighed: "Three generations of Liushang's family have been loyal to Twelfth Floor. As early as Twelfth Floor was still hiding in Duiyu Twelve Villa, his ancestors were the backbone of the villa."

"Oh, so his qualifications are actually quite deep?"

"Liu Shang's feelings for the Twelfth Floor are different," Yan Heng said sadly, "I know he wants to go back to the time when he was facing Yu Twelve Villas, but...there is no turning back."

When Yan Heng said this, he looked up at Xie Wuqiu.It seems that these words were also meant for him.

But Xie Wuqiu still wanted to know why the bow opened and where the arrow went.

***

The Guangling army camped in Niuzhu.

Zhai Jing's [-] troops confronted them dozens of miles away across a river.

Zhang Juan had quite a few advisors under his command. He was a man who made good use of his talents and opened up his voice. However, every time there was a meeting in the army, the advisors would always quarrel, and it would never be possible to unify their opinions.

Xie Wuqiu hated such a scene very much, but there was nothing he could do. It was rumored in the army that he was now Zhang Juan's most favored adviser.It is absolutely indispensable for everyone to discuss the strategy of attacking Zhai, and it is useless to complain about him.

He would always bring Yan Heng with him during meetings, and the other counselors were dissatisfied. They joked that Junshi Xie and his wife were really inseparable as husband and wife, but every time the conversation was about to change, Zhang Jun would interrupt, saying: "It's okay, If Xian Pavilion has any opinions, you might as well come and listen."

Everyone felt that Zhang Juan was too fond of that Military Adviser Xie.The victory or defeat of a military strategist often has an element of luck, and that military adviser is just a little bit more lucky than others.

In order to expose his "true talent and real learning", everyone was quiet during the meeting, and they all handed over the topic to Xie Wuqiu, wanting to hear his opinion.

Xie Wuqiu followed what Yan Heng had taught him early in the morning: "We are at a disadvantage by using the few to attack the many. It is a good strategy to attack the east and the west..." He said a lot like an endorsement, and at the same time he made messy gestures on the map.

Zhang Juan sat down and pondered.

"Sir, what do you think is the most important thing in this battle?" Zhang Juan asked suddenly.

Xie Wuqiu said in his heart, I didn't know, he had to pretend to be commanding, and then he sneaked a glance in Yan Heng's direction.

Yan Heng mouthed to him and said, "Morale."

Xie Wuqiu withdrew his gaze, confident: "The timing."

Yan Heng supported his forehead.

Zhang Juan immediately put on a posture of listening attentively: "What time is it?"

"This……"

Fearing that he would say something about "the heavenly secret must not be revealed", Yan Heng hurriedly stood up, coughed lightly, and said, "My husband means that the right time and place is the right time."

Everyone looked at Yan Heng together.

Yan Heng cleared his throat in a low voice, and put his voice as judo as possible: "Hmm... My husband watched the sky last night and calculated that there may be heavy rain tomorrow. Zhai's army is not good at fighting on water. They came to the south on horseback. If they want to cross the river, they have to sit There must be many unsuitable soldiers on the boat. Instead of sitting still and waiting to die, we should take advantage of the heavy rain to attack and take the initiative to kill the opponent by surprise. We have the advantage of familiar terrain, freedom to advance and retreat, and take the lead to attack the morale of Zhai's army. This protracted battle will continue. Only when you come down can you fight."

After hearing his words, all the people present stopped talking.In the entire tent, only the sound of Zhang Jun's thinking while tapping on the desk was left.

Zhang Jun pondered for a long time, and finally got up slowly.

"Pass down the order and prepare for battle."