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

Chapter 21 Want her to be a scapegoat?nonexistent

"This is a dead end..."

"Could it be that I am really going to die here? If I had known today, I would have continued to travel south..."

Everyone looked at Murong Ke's leaving army, and those who were greedy for life and afraid of death had already started beating their feet and chests.

Only the young gentlemen had scarlet eyes, eager to put on their battle clothes immediately and compete with the barbarians.

Among them was Wang Xuan who was standing beside Wang Yan. He supported the crenel with both hands, his five fingers were tightened, his joints were clearly defined, and his usual distant expression was full of gloom.

King Lucheng got a headache from this discouraged wailing, he stroked his forehead, and then roared, "Shut up! Come back to the mansion with me to discuss countermeasures!"

He Mucheng raised her feet after seeing everyone walking down the tower one after another. Her originally solemn expression returned to a little indifferent when she stared at Emperor Xuan.

The two smiled at each other.

He Musheng said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

Wang Xuan nodded, "Don't be afraid."

Ji Yunyuan paused, turned around, and saw He Musheng who was looking at Wang Xuan, so he frowned, and ordered, "Ah Yan, move faster!"

"Here we come." He Musheng trotted forward, and soon he was shoulder to shoulder with Ji Yunyuan.

"Don't worry, I will never send you out of Lucheng." He clenched his fists angrily and squeezed out these words through his teeth.

"Don't be annoyed, the angrier you are, the more others will think that you are really for women as Murong Ke said." She winked playfully.

"I have selfish intentions." After Ji Yunyuan said this, he quickened his pace.

He Musheng looked at his flustered back, opened her mouth in astonishment, and complained softly, "Let me move faster, it doesn't matter how tall you are, with your speed, no one can catch up to you."

Several people got on their horses and arrived at Lucheng Palace not long after.

Everyone knelt and sat beside the table, each with a sad face.

In the silence, someone tentatively opened his mouth, "Since Murong Ke respects Nan's Ayan as the honored guest, he will definitely not insult the girl."

As soon as the words came out, someone immediately echoed, "Yes, although Murong Ke is from the Hu family, he has always been famous for his virtuousness. It is rumored that he is a virtuous and corporal, and it is true. Today, he even praised Nan's Ayan in public..."

Ji Yunyuan's chest heaved more and more as he listened to everyone talking about each other. At the moment when he was on the verge of erupting, his iron fist was suddenly wrapped by a pair of catkins, and the anger he was full of was suppressed.

He turned his head, and He Mucheng quickly shook his head without any trace.

Seizing the gap, He Musheng finally opened his mouth, "Everyone has said so much, do you want me to work for Murong Ke to solve Lucheng's urgent needs? If so, just speak up."

"The Jin people have been slaughtered by the Hu people too much, and now is the critical moment to preserve their strength," Nan Zhi stared at He Musheng sadly, his face full of longing, "Ayan, open your eyes and see, these Sons of upright youths, they have not had time to display their ambitions in the future, do you have the heart to let them die because of your own selfishness?"

After saying this, he prostrated himself on the ground and bowed deeply to King Lucheng, "Nanyan is the daughter of my Nan clan. Her father and brother are not around, and my uncle is her elder. I can decide everything about her." !"

The King of Lucheng looked happy, and was about to agree, when Ji Yunyuan said at the right time, "Ayan of the Nan family is also my Ji Yunyuan's guest, she saved the food and grass for me, and continued the lifeline of the soldiers of the Ji family army!"

"General Ji, now I just want her to become Murong Ke's disciple. As long as she nods, Lucheng will be fine. As for whether she really works for the barbarians, it's not up to her."

Nan Zhi's words made He Musheng call him a good guy!
He also wanted her to rely on Murong Ke to solve the crisis in Lucheng, and also wanted her to be loyal to Jin and not to associate with barbarians. Isn't this just blatantly forcing her to commit suicide?
He Musheng laughed angrily!
She retorted, "How does uncle plan to explain to Nan's family when he arrives in Jianye? Even if you don't care about face, how will you let your son here gain a foothold in Jianye?"

"You are presumptuous!" Nan Zhi didn't bring it up in one breath, his face flushed from coughing.

"Uncle really thinks that Murong Ke is interested in my talents?" He Musheng glanced around, and his eyes fell on Nan Zhi again, "Murong Ke is embarrassing the Jin people, he wants to see, this city is full of aristocratic sons , will you let a young girl who is just as talented be a scapegoat!"

"If you really push Nanshi Ayan out, the morale of the Xianbei army will definitely be greatly boosted." Wang Xuan then took the words, gently but firmly said, "Use the girl's life to keep the family safe, I, the Langya Wang clan, really disdain."

As soon as he said this, Wang Yan's face, which had always stayed out of things, finally showed a touch of admiration.

Wang Yan smiled lightly, "My son is right. If Nan's Ayan is really required to exchange his life, my century-old Langya Wang's reputation will definitely be ruined."

Immediately afterwards, the young and energetic young men behind them also said angrily:
"So what should I do when I return to Jianye? Others asked, how did I escape from Lucheng? Do you want me to answer, sacrifice a woman in exchange for it?"

"People are mortal, but at worst, they will fight with barbarians to the death. It is better to die in battle than to hide behind a woman!"

The young men were one-sided, they were unwilling to let Nanyan leave the city, while the older elders were silent.

The atmosphere fell into a stalemate for a while.

Ji Yunyuan saw that the King of Lucheng was still planning on the little girl beside him, so he got up suddenly and said, "I'll go to the north city gate to see how the begging army is doing, Ah Yan, come with me."

After speaking, he bowed hastily to King Lucheng, and strode out of the palace gate.

Back in the carriage, his complexion still didn't improve. "Aren't these literati who are greedy for life and afraid of death the most advocating character? It's really shameful to behave like this!"

He Mucheng smiled slightly, "That's right, if it's true character, it has to be General Ji!"

This compliment made Ji Yunyuan suddenly look up, "What time is it, and you still have the mood to joke?"

"I'm speaking from the bottom of my heart," He Musheng shrugged, "Literati are the most fond of hypocrisy. They play tricks and deal with intrigues. How can they have the magnanimity of a general?"

Ji Yunyuan seemed to be pleased by her, his complexion gradually softened, he glanced at the little girl in front of him, and asked tentatively, "Even Ah Yan has seen the essence, why do those in power still respect civil servants?"

"Because they have brains." He Musheng stretched out his index finger and pointed to his forehead.

As soon as the words fell, there was a voice outside the carriage.

It was Langya Wang's servant, he looked left and right, finally handed over a letter, and said in a low voice, "Girl, my lord ordered me to send it."

He Musheng took the letter, and the other party stepped back immediately, disappearing from view.

"When did you get so close to Wang Xuan?" Seeing her unfolding the letter, Ji Yunyuan read it carefully, and there was a bit of dissatisfaction in his questioning voice.

"Oh, no, I'm looking for him." He Musheng responded casually, looking at ten lines at a glance.

Slowly, a smile appeared on her face, Ji Yunyuan frowned, and was about to step forward to check, when he saw that the little girl had lit a fire and set it on fire.

Seeing that the light was blocked, He Musheng raised his head, and faced Yunyuan's frowning brows. Seeing that his movements were frozen in mid-air, he looked at the letter that had been completely burned, and asked loudly, "Do you want to read it?"

(End of this chapter)