Li Ruyu squatted at the door and drank a bowl of hot meat soup.

Xiahou Chi, who was also squatting beside him, was also raising a big bowl.

One big and one small, it was very unpolite. Xue Quyong, who came to ask about the aftermath of the grain warehouse being burned, was speechless. Xiahou Chi was just fine, but he was a big man. You, Li Ruyu, are a Jinshi in the art department.

Can't you be more polite?

After taking the lead in picking the meat soup, Li Ruyu felt better. She put the dishes and chopsticks at her feet and asked Xiahou Chi to wash them together later.

Li Ruyu's thoughts floated to last night.

The Master broke through the air, and his sword was like a galaxy sky. Zhao Sa, who had already suffered heavy damage, could only wait for death.

But the Master did not kill him.

Instead, he and the female general named An Lihua left the Fishing City.

The Master said only one thing: I can’t bear to see the general insult.

The Master's expression was so respectful, and he obviously knew this strange man.

What else can you do?

He had to watch Zhao Sa and An Lihua jumped down from the west wall, and retreated to the banks of the Liuren River under the Northern Barbarians, and then led the tiger back to the mountain.

But why didn’t the Master wait until he woke up before leaving?

Since the Master is in Yunzhou, Xiaoxiao is also in Yunzhou. When the Northern Barbarians retreat, they may be able to see her.

Xiahou Chi folded the sea bowls together and wiped his mouth, "Three hundred and fourteen people died last night and six were injured. Now there are still 5,680 guards in Guanyucheng, but according to the scouts' response, the Northern Barbarian Infantry Army has crossed the Liuren River, about 20,000 people. Li Zhengzheng, do you think the Northern Barbarians will attack the city?"

He never mentioned the fact that Li Ru could not kill him by torpedo.

Li Ruyu was not sure, "Is it possible?"

Xiahou Chi's heart sank. Although he had already communicated with many generals, everyone thought that the Northern Barbarians would attack the city, but at this moment, he couldn't help but be pessimistic. "It's probably not enough to last for seven days to defend 5,700 yuan, and it's up to you to see if reinforcements come to Yunzhou and the middle road."

Li Ruyu remembered the military documents that Zhao Changyi had ever had from Yunzhou. Although the war situation changed rapidly, Guanyucheng probably had no reinforcements, so he couldn't help but think of someone.

How is that person now?

After a while of silence, "Do you want to survive?"

Xiahou Chi looked at him with an idiot. Who doesn’t want to survive?

Li Ruyu said lightly: "Then let's keep it."

"But food and grass--"

Li Ruyu waved his hand and interrupted him, "This is not a reason. In the past, when I watched the fishing city, I became an isolated island, how did the old general guard the fishing city for 36 years without breaking it? We cannot embarrass the old general, he was watching us there."

Xiahou Chi's eyes lit up and he praised secretly.

Li Ruyu stood up and said, "I will leave all the city defense matters to you."

"And you?"

"sleep!"

Xiahou Chi had a desire to cry, but it was still unreliable. The old general must have died in peace.

The premonitions of the guards of the Fishing City Watch are correct.

In the evening of that day, the Northern Barbarians' army was surrounded by dark troops and camped three miles below Guanyu City, and could launch an siege at any time. Standing at the top of the city and looking at the dense camp tents in the distance, everyone's heart was extremely heavy.

This city is not easy to guard.

Unexpectedly, the Northern Barbarians did not attack the city as soon as possible, but instead released a large number of scouts, as if they were trying to surround the site and attack the aid.

He has not even attacked the city for several days in a row.

The guards of Guanyucheng were still not happy. There was nothing else. The Zhenbei Army in Yunzhou and the middle route did not come here. All the military documents delivered were like stones sinking to the sea, and there was no reply!

The fishing city suddenly became an isolated island.

On the fourth day, a official document was finally sent, but it was issued from the Lin'an Ministry of Personnel, and there were three hundred elite "Tiger Tee Ben".

Guanyu County Magistrate Xue Quhuang was transferred to Lin'an Imperial College for Ph.D.

At this critical moment, instead of sending reinforcements, the county magistrate who had just taken office was transferred, which was simply a big deal.

What exactly did Lin'an think?

Li Ruyu and Xiahou Chi dare not let others know about this.

However, to the two of them, Xue Quyong, the magistrate of Guanyu County, waved his hand and said, "Although we scholars are not as strong as men on the battlefield, they are still in Guanyu City, and they should be with the city."

This delicate scholar actually refused the transfer of the Ministry of Personnel!

Then, Xue Quyong wrote a letter of "The National Thief" and asked the officials from Yunzhou to take them back to Lin'an, and said: "What Your Majesty wants is this letter of proclamation, not a doctor of the Imperial College. I am willing to keep watching the fishing with blue blood!"

At that moment, Xue Quyong was so angry that in the eyes of Li Ruyu and Xiahou Chi, men were no longer men.

Three hundred tiger teeth were moved with a terrifying look.

Before leaving the city, everyone took off their swords and guns, paying their highest respect to the handsome scholar.

The scholars of Daliang also have a passion for blood on the battlefield!

On the afternoon of the same day, Zhou Huaisu, who had rushed from Jizhou, entered the city and served as the magistrate of Guanyucheng County.

The embarrassing situation of the Shuang County Magistrates was that the ice and tiles were dissolved under the pressure of the Northern Barbarians.

The three hundred tiger teeth iron-bellied iron-bellied army signaled the Northern Barbarian army. As soon as the next day dawn, the war drums and horns were ringing, and the black-clad Northern Barbarian infantry began to launch an offensive against Guanyucheng.

The man who is in charge of soldiers, the female general of the Northern Barbarian An Lihua!

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...

Lin'an is covered with dark clouds, and the house is as dark as night, and a summer rainstorm is coming.

The lights in the Chugong Hall were swaying, and the woman stared at Zhao Xin, the commander of the Beizhen Fushi, "Xue Quyong is not an alien, huh?!"

The tone is so loud, and he is powerful without anger.

Zhao Xin was chilling, knelt down in panic, and said tremblingly: "According to investigations, in the fourth year of Yong'an, Xue Qurong's temperament changed drastically like a woman. He even secretly wore a skirt in the mansion. Those who were doing this thought he had become an alien, but they didn't know that there was such a hidden truth in it."

Last night, a murder case occurred in the Xue family. Xue Quyong's cousin killed a slave. It was not a big deal, but I don't know why the news leaked out, saying that Xue Quyong's cousin was so naughty and had a habit of cutting off his sleeves. The white-clean slave was killed by mistake because he refused to surrender. Later, he even dug out an old story. When Xue Quyong was thirteen years old, he was invaded by his cousin, and then he fell into it and couldn't extricate himself.

The woman had a gloomy face and didn't say a word.

Today, when Yunzhou came to write a letter, Xue Quyong refused to be transferred to the position of Doctor of the Imperial College, stayed at Guanyucheng, and wanted to live and die with the city. This move was so magnificent that the scholars had a blue blood and a magnificent spirit.

Now the Beizhen Fushi has verified that he is not a stranger.

Staring at the generous statement "The National Traitor" on the imperial desk, the woman suddenly felt a little distressed.

My dark and bloody scholar was killed by yours!

After a while of silence, “How many people know about this?”

Zhao Xin's forehead was sweating coldly, but he didn't dare to wipe it. His whole body and feet were weak, and he said without thinking: "This matter is only verbal news among slaves, and it is very secretive. There are only five or six people who know it. Xue Quyong's tribe members knew nothing except his cousin."

The woman waved her hand, "All have been dealt with, and the files of the Beizhen Fushi Department have also been eliminated, which is not worthy of being told by the third person."

If a scholar with blood can return to Lin'an alive and follow the right path.

I will give you a reputation for being clean and upright.

Take care of yourself!

The woman suddenly sighed and murmured as she looked at Zhao Xin, who was so amnesty, leaving quickly, saying, "If you can't go back to the right path, you might as well die in the fishing city."

Xue Quyong deserves his reputation as a respectful minister.

The saint has no time.

That is hypocritical flattery, no one is perfect.

However, this is true for Xue Quyong, a talent for studying in a green blood, is even more vivid. Although he is not a saint, he is a wise man.

Jiang Zhaoyue, who was accompanying her side, was fiddling with the wicks, silently bowed her head.

The lights are dazzling and the tears are crystal clear.
Chapter completed!