Ji Xianzhi wanted to scold him, but Ning Nanyou grabbed him.

He turned his head and looked at the young man in black clothes and said nervously: "The lord is also a bit messy!"

"If I didn't mess around, I would probably not ask for trouble here today if I listened to Uncle Ji's advice." Ning Nanyou smiled bitterly and stared at the small yard at the end of the corridor, his eyes wide open red.

Ji Xianzhi knew that he listened to what Qianshan said just now, so he said distressedly: "How can you blame the lord all for the matter at that time? Although the lord was indeed not calm enough... but the lord was not without error... she..."

"Where is she wrong?" Ning Nanyou asked back, interrupting Ji Xianzhi's nagging words of comfort, and said bitterly, "The fault is that I don't trust her, and she doesn't believe me completely."

With one sentence, Ji Xianzhi was choked. For a moment, he didn't know how to comfort him.

Ning Nanyou knelt on the mossy stone bricks in the corridor, and leaned on Ji Xianzhi's support for a long time before struggling to stand up with Ye Zhen's support.

"Have you checked the entire house?" Ning Nanyou asked.

Ji Xianzhi replied: "I have checked it all. There is nothing in the house. Song Zong should have just used it for a moment. When he arrived, no one followed him... It can be said that the tree fell and the money was scattered. The Jishitang he worked hard to run was hollowed out by others little by little and used by others. He really did not live up to his own fault."

Ning Nanyou slowly walked forward with the help of them.

"Can you clean up a meeting hall?" he asked the two again.

Ye Zhen then answered: "As the lord's orders, he has already picked up a bulwark in the west and trained it. The house is not big or small, with bulwarks, schoolyards, wing rooms, living rooms and study rooms. Song Zong really can enjoy it, and he can place it so well."

Ji Xianzhi snorted coldly and said, "Song Zong is greedy and spends money like earth. He is used to glory and wealth. Even if he is a temporary shelter, he must settle it well, otherwise how could he be used to living?"

Ning Nanyou listened to the two of them talking, but said nothing.

Ye Zhen led the way and walked slowly to the temporary cleanup meeting hall. Then he stopped and stopped thinking.

"The lord... is here."

Ning Nanyou kept holding Ji Xianzhi's hands tightly and closed his eyes slightly, relying on them to guide the way. At the moment, Ye Zhen's reminder came, and he opened his eyes and looked into the room where he lit several candles in front of him.

Jiang Shan, Gu An, Fan Yan and generals at all levels of the Jingshuo were already sitting upright in the house, waiting for Ning Nanyou to come to take charge of the overall situation.

People in the room heard the sound outside the house and looked outside. Then they saw the young man in black clothes standing outside the house with scars, gasping for some difficulty.

The thirty-eight generals of the Jingshu Guard gathered here. When they saw that their lord was seriously injured, they stood up in shock and hugged them and said, "Lord!"

Jiang Shan and Gu An, who were sitting in front of the right seat, were shocked when Fan Yan saw this scene.

I thought that Ning Nan was worried about the title of General of the Carriage, but neither King Huai nor His Majesty were willing to give up his military power because he had Jingshu in his hand. Later, I heard that Jingshu and Guards scattered all over the Wei Dynasty were controlled by King Huai, so they believed that this person had no ability to lead the general, and most of them were not convinced by his soldiers.

But now, when they saw the true concern that the 38 generals of the Jingshuwei showed for Ning Nanyou, they knew that all the previous speculations were confusing and not true.

Seeing this, Ning Nanyou endured the pain all over his body, let go of Ji Xianzhi's hands, straightened his back and said to the thirty-eight generals: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

"But... lord, your injury doesn't seem to be a minor problem." A powerful and tall man with a bearded mouth clasped his fists and said worriedly.

"These injuries are not as much as half of the injuries you suffered when fighting on the battlefield. You don't need to worry too much." Ning Nanyou held on, although he was cold, there was a few more iron man's tenderness in his eyes.

He slowly entered the hall and the seat of the superiors, and the standing guard generals were willing to sit down.

Fan Yan had been looking at the thirty-eight generals just now, and he was quite confused. He was very familiar with some of these people's faces... He always felt that he had seen them somewhere. Not only him had this feeling, but Jiang Gong, who was sitting on his right, also felt that these faces were quite familiar.

But these thirty-eight generals are all young faces, and the oldest is only forty years old. They have no chance to meet them. I don’t know how they have such a strong sense of familiarity.

Just as they were thinking about each other, Ning Nanyou said: "Today we gather here... to discuss how to drive the Wuhu soldiers stationed in Linhe out of Jingzhou. Now, the plan we used to transfer tigers and leave the mountain has successfully defeated the smuggling black roads that Meng Jian and Song Zong had operated on the border guards of the Great Wei for many years. Song Zong is dead, and the matter of trafficking in humans and smuggling salt and iron tea is a foregone conclusion. Meng Jian was attacked by the Wuhu general Huang Man in Longzhong... Now he has left his mission and rushed to Guangzhou again according to the original route. This is an excellent opportunity. If you work together, you will definitely be able to drive the aliens out of Jingzhou and give the people peace."

Before Jiang Shan could respond, the 38 generals of the elite guards clasped their fists and said in unison: "I follow the lord's order!"

Ning Nanyou waved and signaled them to calm down. Then he bowed respectfully to Jiang Shan and said, "I don't know... what is the opinion of Jiang Taigong? Are you willing to drive away the enemy with my elite guards?"

Mr. Jiang thought for a moment, then bowed and said, "I also follow the instructions of the lord and the lord. If the border guards in Jingzhou can be calm again, the Jiang family will go through fire and water without hesitation."

Ning Nanyou nodded and bowed and said respectfully: "Mr. Jiang is so handsome, I admire him. In this way, I will show off my skills in front of Taigong and tell you about this combat plan."

Jiang Taigong nodded slightly to him without saying a word.

Ning Nanyou ordered Ye Zhen, who was waiting outside, to come into the house with a sand table and a small flag, to take the topographic map of Linhe County and even the surrounding county town.

According to the plan he had originally planned, he first told Jiang Taigong: "It is the end of October. On October 15th, Meng Dao was attacked on the way to Nanxiang on Longzhong. Now he has turned from water to land and rushed towards Guangzhou. He is about to arrive in Guiyang in four days. Meng Dao is a man with no kindness and suspicion. Before returning to Wuhu, he must first pass through Linhe to check if there is anything strange in the county town. Two days later, Jiang Taigong and I will return to Linhe. At that time, Jiang Duke needs to order Jiang Su to ambush the mountains around Linhe.

After I lure Meng Jian out of the city and lead half of the Wu Hu soldiers stationed in Linhe to Wu Hu, Su Ling's army must fight quickly and solve the Wu Hu soldiers guarding the county city. The Jingshu Guards defeated all the Wu Hu soldiers patrolling and guarding the city. This strategy requires a very accurate time. You must not take action before Meng Jian left Jingzhou, but you must not fight with the Wu Hu soldiers outside the county city after Meng Jian left Cangwu. Once the Wu Hu soldiers who stayed in Linhe discovered the inappropriate aspects of the county defense in the city... our actions are likely to be exposed."

Mr. Jiang watched Ning Nanyou use the black flag of the sand table and the red flag to make defensive lines on the terrain map around Linhe, and marked the marks of the youth one by one.

"At that time, Su Lingjun ambushed the Anjun in these mountains first. Jingshu Guards 38th Battalion, each battalion dispatched 30 people to defend all parts of Linhe County. When the opportunity arose, someone would set a sound of arrows in the Linhe Mountains and the city to inform you to attack." Ning Nanyou gestured on the small pile of sand on the sand table, and then installed seven or eight small black flags in the wooden model of Linhe City, which made the entire defense clear.

"The great general believes that there is something wrong with this matter?" Ning Nanyou said this and specifically asked Jiang Shan's opinion.

Mr. Jiang carefully checked the defense and offensive lines he had placed, and after thinking about it, he looked at Fan Yan. Fan Yan shook his head and said, "This defense is clear and clear, there is no mistake or omission, and there is no rebuttal to his subordinates."

Jiang Taigong nodded with some appreciation and said, "In this way, according to the lord and lord, we will return to Linhe in two days and attack the enemy together."

Seeing that he had no other opinions, Ning Nanyou nodded and thanked him: "Thank you for your trust, since this is the case, everyone will go back to the house to rest first. Let's wait for the next day to go back to Linhe."

The thirty-eight generals of the Jingshu Guard responded one after another: "Here."

After Ning Nanyou explained all this, he was almost unable to hold on. When he walked out of the meeting hall, he stood in a daze under the corridor and looked at the cold moon in the sky in the courtyard, a little confused.

Ji Xianzhi was with him and said worriedly: "Lord... I want me to invite Sun Qi to treat you... If you hurt the texture or internal organs like this, it will be bad."

Ning Nanyou shook his head and said, "Don't worry too much. A Luo hasn't woken up yet... Sun Qi must be busy... I will no longer cause trouble for him at this time."

Ji Xianzhi's face turned a little and said, "How can this cause trouble? Isn't your body less important than the woman? You have had a leg attack recently, and now it's getting colder... The weather in the south is very wet, and your injury is more severe than usual... Do you not notice this?"

Ning Nanyou stared at the sky in a daze and sighed, "So what about leg fat? This time the death of Song Zong... I have made a big mistake. I think my father will definitely not bypass me... Even if my leg fat is cured, my father will always come. If he comes... Even if I am covered in bruises, he will not show mercy... Why bother with more effort?"

These bitter words made Ji Xianzhi feel sour and painful. He sighed, walked to Ning Nanyou, and carried him on his back without saying a word.

Ning Nanyou was a little stunned. After he was carried by Ji Xianzhi's broad shoulders, a warm smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said childishly: "Uncle Ji... If there is a next life, I wish you were my father."
Chapter completed!