My lord, she is beautiful and good at fighting

"I thought you had gotten used to it a long time ago." Wei Wan raised his eyes casually and walked sideways into the city, "What's the situation in the city? How long have you been facing Beirong?"

"It's been more than a month," Shen Huixian twirled his long arrow, the arrow feathers swept across, and the sudden sound of wind was buried under the sound of killing, "The back of Dingxiang City is pressed against the capital of Wei, reasoning about the war ahead, for fear of getting into trouble. Normally they would choose to go around, but the strange thing is that business transactions are still the same as before, aren't ordinary merchants the most lucky to have this kind of thing?"

Wei Wan paused and raised his eyebrows, "What businessman is leaving?"

"The clothing and cloth business also sent cotton-padded clothes to the camp in the name of rewarding the armed forces," Shen Huixian replied unhurriedly. Seeing her pause, he couldn't help but hesitate to follow the words, "Is there a problem?"

"Is there any problem? Let's check." Wei Wan glanced at the empty street and stopped at the vendors' plaques and red sails. "Beirong arrived in front of the city gate. Nowadays, the people of Dingxiang...most of them are near the border towns. Those who have settled in the village have already packed up their money and moved towards the capital, leaving only a dozen or so poor households in the city."

"What kind of business can be done in the danger of the swallow's nest among the mountains of corpses and the sea of ​​blood? I am afraid that my life will be too long." The dark color brushed against the green tiles of the beams and slanted on Wei Wan's cold expression, "Put the things away. Already?"

"No, the war ahead is tense, and the slightest disturbance can affect the situation. How can I dare to put such an unknown thing in the armed forces?" Shen Huixian thought for a while before relaxing his shoulders and arms, "What's more, marching and fighting It should be provided by the imperial court, so why not plunder the people? Although I am not a famous general, I cannot do such immoral things."

"Since this kind of strange thing has been brought to you, you should accept it and keep an eye on it?" Wei Wan squinted at the six lanes of the long street, identified the location, and walked towards the county governor's house. .

"I asked people to keep an eye on me when I noticed something was wrong, but the Beirong invaded frequently. Fu Yu and I were both on top of the tower. This manpower... you know there is nothing available." At this point, Shen Huixian touched the phone with a guilty conscience. He touched his nose.

Wei Wan clicked his finger and found something, without squinting his eyes or eyebrows, as if he didn't take this matter too seriously. He pointed out unhurriedly: "Lost you?"

Shen Huixian expected her to be sharp, but he didn't expect her to be so straightforward. He turned the arrow shaft with his fingertips and hooked the arrowhead on Wei Wan's collar: "Where are you going?"

"The marching tent is not in the governor's mansion. Dingxiang is a big place, and the governor's mansion is too far from the city gate."

Wei Wan raised his eyebrows and followed Shen Huixian's footsteps: "You look presentable, you act appropriately, and you look a bit like a coach. If the people in Weidu see it, they won't believe it. I thought it was an accident."

"Everyone in Weidu wears a mask. Who knows whether the person inside is a human or a ghost. The rotten flesh is inlaid with gold nuggets and they are all shiny and beautiful. I am the only one." Shen Hui smiled casually and left Pinjin. Cao, that dandy look became unruly and indulgent after being invaded by the wind and frost of the border town, "What's going on with you and...you guys, the Wei Jiajun?"

"Have you known about Rong Xian for a long time?" Wei Wan sensed the end of the line from his tone, and his eyes lingered on Shen Huixian's unnatural expression, "Shen family, are you taking sides?"

Shen Huixian subconsciously wanted to shake the fan, but he was wearing armor and had long stopped wearing jade and hanging the fan, so his hand was naturally empty: "Don't worry, the Shen family has never had a choice."

"You have grown up with him since childhood, and you should know that he never does things based on feelings."