After wearing the book, I became the general's writer Bai Yueguang

Chapter 119 "Has the general thought it through?"

"Why do you see that?" Ji Yunyuan also stood up.

He looked at the excited little girl and frowned in confusion, "It's just a ballad..."

He Musheng looked left and right, saw that no one was paying attention, he hurriedly leaned forward, covered Ji Yunyuan's thin lips with his palm, and said in a low voice, "Sima Shao is Jinming Emperor, His Majesty, he has passed away."

Ji Yunyuan stared blankly at the person in front of him. After a long time, he slowly moved away from the little girl's catkin, and said softly, "The news is reliable?"

He Musheng looked up at the bonfire of the Langya Wang family not far away, and raised his lips with a smile, "Reliable, but, the news may have already reached Wuchang..."

She turned her head and shouted to the generals of Ji's army, "It's been a long night, who is singing here, please tell me!"

The soldiers bowed their hands together, "Yes, girl!"

Not long after, several middle-aged men with disheveled hair and a group of ragged refugees were invited into the campfire.

He Musheng saw that those middle-aged people seemed to have an extraordinary bearing, turned around and picked up the jug, shared it with them, and then pretended to ask casually:

"Why do you sing so loudly?"

One of them was quite free and easy, so he didn't refuse, took the wine and drank it down, wiped the corner of his mouth satiated, and said in a hoarse voice, "The Hu people have already crossed the Hulao City, and the people of Yuzhou were slaughtered, but no one can do it." Hu, Jin, is going to perish!"

Speaking of this, he patted his chest in pain, then stretched his limbs and lay down on the ground, weeping, "Your Majesty died, but Emperor Ming only sent a shitty Yanzhou governor, huh, Yanzhou? Yuzhou is gone, why not?" Yanzhou……"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Sima Ling approaching in a hurry.

Seeing a group of filthy refugees talking to Ji Yunyuan, she raised her eyebrows and ordered to the left and right, "Come here, let me drive these lowly people away!"

After hearing that, the man got up abruptly.

He straightened his back and raised his chin disdainfully at Sima Ling, "Untouchable? I am originally from Yuzhou's gentry. Living among the common people made me a pariah, I have fallen to this point, what face do you have to be domineering here?"

Sima Ling has always been pampered, how has he ever been ridiculed like this?
She trembled with anger, but could not speak a word.

At this time, the middle-aged man waved his hand and said to the people behind him, "Let's go! There is no poor family in the upper class, and no noble family in the lower class. They are not worthy at all, so don't dirty the eyes of the nobles..."

How could He Musheng give up this opportunity?
Taking advantage of the middle-aged man's turning around, she bowed her hands to the refugees, and performed a standard male salute, "Ji Family Army, thank you for your kindness!"

The man paused, glanced at the pious little girl, and said in a puzzled voice, "What favor do I have for Ji Jiajun?"

He Musheng said seriously, "General Ji was originally ordered to build a fortress in Hulao City, but he was invited here by the Duke of Wuchang County. Now, listening to the king's words, His Majesty passed away, and the general is worried about it. Now I am afraid that he will not be able to go to Wuchang again. Got an appointment."

As soon as the words came out, Sima Ling jumped up immediately, "Nanshi Ayan, don't talk nonsense! How can the land of Wuchang allow you to come and leave as soon as you say?"

The voices of the two were quite loud, and soon, a large number of refugees gathered around.

He Musheng looked around and said loudly, "Your Majesty is dead, how can Duke Wuchang still be in the mood to see General Ji? Even if you can hurry, Princess Lingxiang, look around, how many of these people escaped from Yuzhou Come? Yuzhou has fallen, and Jiankang is in danger!"

"Even so, what does it have to do with you?" Sima Ling sneered, "You pretend to be concerned about the country and the people, don't you just want to establish a reputation among these untouchables? I don't know you yet?"

"Jin is gone, what's the use of fame?" He Musheng smiled sadly, "I came from Luoyang, and I almost became a refugee. What do you think has anything to do with me?"

After finishing speaking, she glanced around at the refugees who poked their heads out of curiosity, and knelt down on one knee in front of Ji Yunyuan, "General Ji, Ah Yan is a disciple and a military adviser. Ah Yan asked General Ji to save Yuzhou from danger and regain Yuzhou." , build the Tiger Prison City, and repay His Majesty's favor for reuse!"

He Musheng knew that although the refugees had a low status, there were many lonely noble families among them. No matter how arbitrary Wang Dun was, he would not allow himself to be notorious. After all, behind him was the Langya Wang family.

Just as Ji Yunyuan was about to speak, he heard a clear and gentle voice coming from behind him:
"General Ji, the battle of Yuzhou is extremely critical. Duke Xuanti has agreed. May the general return triumphantly."

He Mucheng quietly raised her head, and seeing Wang Xuan's clear smile, she slowly lowered her head, and quietly raised the corners of her lips.

Ji Yunyuan stretched out his hand to help the little girl up, glanced at everyone with a solemn face, and said loudly, "All the soldiers obey the order and immediately follow me to Yuzhou to fight!"

All Ji's troops were ready to go, and embarked on the return journey as fast as possible.

The carriage was driving on the pitch-black official road, and He Musheng quietly lifted the curtain, looking up at the refugees, Wang Xuan's relief and Sima Ling's resentment, everything, like a horse watching flowers, quickly merged with the dark night , disappeared.

She let out a long breath, slowly retreated to the couch, and smiled brightly at Ji Yunyuan, "Ji Yunyuan, we won again."

"Well, this step is very dangerous." Ji Yunyuan slowly stretched out his big palm towards her.

This time, He Musheng no longer resisted, and she handed the catkins generously.

Ji Yunyuan clenched his five fingers tightly, and with a little force, the little girl fell into his arms.

"Why don't you resist?" Ji Yunyuan was a little surprised.

He Mucheng smiled brightly, and wrapped his arms around his neck, "Has the general thought it through?"

As if he had never seen her take the initiative, Ji Yunyuan was stunned for a moment, and the blush on Jun's face climbed to the tips of his ears in an instant.

Seeing that he was stunned and silent, He Mucheng said seriously, "I'm easy to talk to, if you don't love anymore, or you're tempted by others, tell me in advance, I won't pester you."

"What do you mean?" Ji Yunyuan frowned slightly, asking cautiously.

He Musheng stretched out his fingertips to straighten the broken hair on his forehead, and smiled softly, "I'm jealous, I'm Nanshi Ayan, I'm neither a concubine nor my husband's master. This is not an excuse, if you want as many women as possible, you have to let me go first, then I won't want you anymore."

Ji Yunyuan thought for a moment, then nodded solemnly.

This kind of reaction is what a man should have in this era. If he responded without thinking, He Musheng would be suspicious.

But she wanted to tease this serious tiger, so, taking advantage of his hesitation, He Musheng let go of his arm and raised his eyebrows, "Do you still want to take a concubine?"

Ji Yunyuan hurriedly shook his head, "Don't dare."

"Because of helplessness?" The little girl joked with a chuckle.

"No, it's as sweet as it is."

The two smiled at each other.

"Are you tired?" Ji Yunyuan raised his hand to smooth the black hair on the top of her head.

"Yeah." He Musheng yawned delicately, tears welled up in the corners of his eyes.

"Then sleep for a while, I will watch over you."

After speaking, Ji Yunyuan got up, picked up the little girl horizontally, slowly placed her in the resting place of the couch, and gently covered her with a brocade quilt.

The way back is faster than when we came.

However, just as they were about to arrive in Lucheng, the bodies of refugees on the road seemed to suddenly start to pile up into mountains.

If it is said that it is a time of war, it is normal to starve for thousands of miles, but some corpses still have a certain physique. If it is said that they are starved to death, He Musheng really feels strange.

She told Ji Yunyuan what was on her mind, and the two planned to get out of the car to check.

He Musheng jumped out of the car first, and while Ji Yunyuan was helping her with the cloak, she felt her ankles tighten. When she lowered her head, she saw a child about four or five years old clutching her tightly, his breath was like a thread, "Bodhisattva, help me..."

(End of this chapter)