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252 Chapter 1 The Lord's Suffering ([-])
Mu Er put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand, and raised his head blankly.

In view of this person's visit all day yesterday, a high degree of tacit understanding has been developed between the two.

He pulled Zhan Beilie's arm very skillfully, stretched out two slender fingers to touch it, and began to feel his pulse.

After a while, Meifeng frowned slightly, looked up at Zhan Beilie standing in front of his expressionless face, and confirmed, "I'm not sick."

Of course I'm not sick!

Zhan Beilie withdrew his arm, pulled a chair and sat down opposite him, tapped his index finger on the table, his face sinking like water.

Mu Er waited for a while, but the man was still silent, and slowly picked up the chopsticks, and ate slowly.

It wasn't until he finished his meal that he found Zhan Beilie sitting opposite him at the table. He didn't understand what this person meant, so he had no choice but to stare at him in a daze.

When the orderly soldier entered the tent to clean up the dishes, he saw such a strange scene.

Great Qin Lie Wang and the genius doctor Mu Er, each occupying a corner of the square table, sitting upright, face to face, eye to eye...

Eyes wide open.

In this weird atmosphere, the orderly soldier stepped forward into the tent, cautiously not daring to breathe, and silently cleared away the bowls and chopsticks.

Before leaving the room, he took a deep breath, patted his chest and ran away.

The appearance and departure of the little soldier did not disturb the two of them at all, and the four eyeballs did not even turn around.

In view of the failure of the previous few times, Zhan Beilie changed his strategy and confronted Mu Er. He is the most experienced in this confrontation. Whoever speaks first will lose half. In terms of patience, he is not confident yet People can compare.

However, the Daqin God of War clearly underestimated Mu Er on the opposite side. The idiot's world can be said to be single and colorless, or it can be said to be colorful. They can be alone in a daze all day, entertaining themselves, especially this idiot.

a cup of tea...

A stick of incense...

an hour...

two hours...

Time slipped away silently as the two looked at each other silently.

Leng Xia waited in the tent, but did not see Zhan Beilie coming back, so she couldn't help raising her eyebrows, put on a big cloak and left the tent.

At dusk, the snow on the ground was still thick, and it was a vast expanse of whiteness from a distance, and it made a "creaking" sound when stepped on it.

All the way to the door of the tent, I listened attentively, and the two slow but long breaths inside were undoubtedly Zhan Beilie and Mu Er.

Lifting the curtain hanging outside the tent, what she saw stunned her for a moment.

The two people in the tent turned their heads at the same time, blinked at her sour eyes, saw the dumbfounding expression on her face, Zhan Beilie coughed in embarrassment, and said in a deep voice, "Why are you here?"

If I don't come again, will you stare until tomorrow morning?
Leng Xia rolled her eyes and said lightly, "Your stomach is alright?"

Zhan Beilie's face was extremely natural, he opened his eyes and said nonsense, and said in a flash, "Well, there is a genius doctor here, so it will be better."

Leng Xia didn't expose him, she nodded at the one that was still sitting there blankly, and led this one back to the tent.

inside the tent.

"Daughter-in-law, go to bed early today!" Zhan Beilie put his arms around Leng Xia's waist, hugged her whole in his arms, and rested his head on her shoulder.

Leng Xia tilted her head, looked at his listless appearance, and said jokingly: "I'm afraid that if you feel uncomfortable at night, you will still go to a miracle doctor."

After pinching her waist, Daqin God of War naturally wouldn't admit it, he stared all afternoon, and now his eyeballs seemed to fly out.

It hurts with drums and drums!
At this moment, Zhong Cang from outside the door came in holding a pigeon, followed by the three of Kuang Feng.

Zhong Cang handed the pigeon to Zhan Beilie, and said, "My lord, the pigeons from Chijiang pass on the letter."

Zhan Beilie took it, took off the letter on the pigeon's leg, glanced at it, and his eyebrows frowned immediately. After reading it, he didn't know whether it was anger or a smile on his face, and said in a deep voice: "Chijiang has already met with Beiyan. There's a fight."

"A fight started?" Leng Xia was taken aback, and asked, "Who is in charge of the battle?"

Generally speaking, when the coach is not around, this kind of war is absolutely impossible to fight. War is not as simple as fighting in groups. Tens of thousands of people rush up and start fighting directly. Strategy.

But the coach of Daqin is still sitting beside her now!
Zhan Beilie rubbed his temples, only to feel that his eyes hurt even more.

After a while, he sighed helplessly, and said: "There is no one to command, neither Beiyan nor Daqin. It was the soldiers on both sides who started the battle spontaneously."

Leng Xia stood up from his arms, took the letter and scanned it, and said softly, "Is it because of refugees?"

It turned out that this matter stemmed from Beiyan's attitude towards the sacrificed soldiers.

As the war started, there were more and more refugees at the border, especially during this period of time.

In the first battle between Yan and Chu, Bei Yan was defeated and returned. The emperor of Yan was furious when he heard about it. Regardless of the reason, all the soldiers who escaped and returned to the country were punished, and the families of the sacrificed soldiers were not given due compensation.

Ordinary people's homes, without the man in the family, means that they have no pillars, and coupled with the attitude of the court, they did not issue any pension policy. For a while, the more than [-] people were disheartened because of the loss of their loved ones. The elderly, the weak, women and children are all hopeless.

Kuangfeng scratched his head, a little confused, and asked aloud: "Master, isn't Beiyan afraid of causing resistance by doing this?"

Zhan Beilie twitched the corner of his mouth coldly, and said slowly: "This king is negligent. Beiyan has always used force to vibrate the country, and the herdsmen are tough. Beiyan can only use harsh punishment and strict discipline. After a long period of time, the superiors have formed a habit of being harsh and violent, treating the common people, if anything goes against them, kill them!"

Leng Xia shook her head, and handed the letter in her hand to Zhong Cang.

She went on to say: "Resistance has been aroused. The common people have spontaneously sat in and marched to express their protest. The attitude of the Beiyan court is very tough. They will not appease or persuade them, but will suppress them all! Some people began to flee, and a large number of refugees moved towards Beiyan. The accumulation of flow outside the customs.”

(End of this chapter)