Sima Huada sneered and seemed to want to say something, but in the end he did not speak.

"besides……"

"Okay." Sima Jinda waved his hand impatiently. "After all, it's the people of Dongdu... and the people in our city are not helpful to the people of Dongdu, and may even be harmful."

"If you say that, and you said that Erlang doesn't care about selfishness now, but only cares about the public heart, wouldn't he give us away in exchange for the hearts of Dongdu?" Sima Huada was furious. "As long as the hearts of the people, father and son don't want it? Not even father and son.

If he doesn't want it, who dares to believe him? Where does the human heart come from?"

Obviously, the Prime Minister's political sense is still there, but he cares more about matters concerning himself.

Sima Jinda was silent for a moment, as if he was persuaded by his eldest brother, and finally responded quietly: "This is Erlang's problem, we are a burden... To save us is to abandon the soldiers of the Imperial Army and lose the hearts of the Eastern Capital; no

Save us. If we lose our filial piety, it will be difficult to restore our hearts."

Sima Huada just sneered.

But Niu Fangsheng and Feng Chang remained silent.

After a while, suddenly, there was a commotion outside, but several private soldiers of the Sima family escorted an ordinary city guard sergeant in. Then, in the unconcerned eyes of several people in the hall, a

The private soldier handed a letter to Sima Jinda and explained:

"Seventh General, someone below the city sent a message to the city. It was specially thrown to the Nancheng garrison gathered by the Fengshe people, and they named it to show to the Fengshe people! But we had already controlled the city head and stopped him halfway.

!”

Feng Chang's eyes widened.

Sima Jinda, on the other hand, took the letter indifferently, looked at it up and down for a few times, and then opened it to read... There was clearly only one piece of paper in the letter, but for some reason, Sima Jinda read it for a long time.

Moreover, he remained silent for a long time after putting down the letter.

"Seven Generals." Feng Chang couldn't help it anymore. He almost begged to speak, but he tried hard to keep himself from kneeling. "May I ask how you framed me in the letter?"

"It's none of your business." Sima Jinda waved his hand. "It was Yu Changnan who used his friendship to persuade you to surrender."

Feng Chang felt relieved and hurriedly said: "This Yu Changnan is also confused. How can he dare to persuade me to surrender after seeing the power of the general today?"

Sima Jinda nodded, hesitated, handed the letter to Feng Chang, then stood up and walked out.

Sima Huada sat at the top and watched this scene coldly. When his brother left, he finally shouted: "Show me!"

Feng Chang had already read half of it and felt flustered for a moment, but he still handed the letter to Sima Huada.

The latter looked at it carefully, but after a moment he suddenly stood up and left in a hurry.

Feng Chang stood in the hall, sweating profusely. He looked around and saw Niu Fangsheng lying there with his leg broken, his round eyes facing him. He finally nodded and asked someone to carry Niu Fangsheng back.

Then I dare not come out again.

It was getting dark, and the military camp became quiet. After an almost chaotic bragging and display of merit, Qin Bao, who had just been appointed as the temporary leader by public discussion, quietly left the camp with Zhang Xing.

The two of them were riding a yellow gelding and the other a spotted beast. They were also wearing no armor. Zhang Xing was equipped with a sword, and Qin Bao was carrying a newly acquired furnace gun.

First we crossed the Wohe River, and then went north along the river. Then we walked calmly and chatted.

The things they said were all mixed up:

"Does this gun work?"

"good?"

"Why is it called a furnace gun? Which furnace?"

"It's hard to say... This furnace should have the same pronunciation... On the battlefield, it means a skull, which means tying the head under the head of a gun; privately, it means a gourd's reed, which can be used to hang a wine gourd. Later, I don't know why, it started

When someone hangs an incense burner or other accessories, it becomes a stove gun."

"It's interesting...someone picked up Master Shang's helmet, did you know?"

"Know."

"Do you want it?"

"I don't particularly want or don't want this kind of thing. You can see it today. Everything depends on the person...and even this furnace gun, I am ready to return it, not to mention the helmet is not on my battlefield at all.

Taken."

"You want to give it back?"

"That day when Master Shang and his students were at Longqing Pass, they said they wanted to seize the horse, but in the end they gave me money and sent people to cure me...it was considered a forced sale. I actually feel a little uneasy."

"Then find an opportunity to return it, and return this helmet as well?"

"The helmet has nothing to do with me."

"Well, I'm just going to give this helmet away as a reward."

"to whom?"

"Han Erlang, that leader who doesn't even have a proper name, he did a good job this time. I need to show him some..."

"I have heard about this person. I heard that he had never done any spiritual practice before. As a result, he suddenly acquired the secret of heaven and established the foundation during the war at the end of last year?"

"Yes, I just think this is a person whose destiny is determined by human affairs. I should take a closer look at it."

"Sure enough, Su Jingfang must have condensed his elixir."

"Oh, this is... this is natural. A rising tide lifts all boats, and this kid is extremely talented."

"But Third Brother, you are just Cheng Dan..."

"I can't help it, Black Emperor is too weird, even a little evil..."

"Jia Yue..."

"Let's talk about it later!"

"Then what is the third brother visualizing?" Qin Bao suddenly asked an interesting question. "I heard people say that once a person reaches the realm of becoming an elixir, he can't help but start visualizing."

"Is there such a thing?" Zhang Xing was surprised. "I haven't thought about it yet, and I don't have any feeling. I'm just confused."

Qin Baoqing knew that his third brother had always been weird in his practice, but he didn't mean anything weird, so he changed the subject again.

In this way, the two of them drove at night and walked against the Guohe River. They also saw the Dongdu Army Camp. About three o'clock before they came to a city and a military camp, they directly called for patrol at the camp gate.

The soldiers scanned their faces and checked their whale bone tokens, and then went in to tie their horses.

After a moment, Wang Wulang stood up and came over, but Qin Bao had disappeared. After asking, he found out that Qin Erlang had climbed directly into the city without jumping. Moreover, Zhang Xing did not allow Wang Shuyong to disturb others, so he only stayed in the stable.

Sit down and chat, talking about the day's war.

It turned out that the place they came to was Guyang County. Outside the city were five battalions of soldiers and horses led by Wang Shuyong facing each other. Inside the city were the headquarters of the partial divisions led by Li Qingchen and Wang Huaitong.

Qin Bao only went there for a while and then came back to report quickly, and he even brought someone back with him.

Zhang Xing, who was leaning on the manger, smiled when he saw this person under the lamp: "Isn't this the leader of the house? So, Duke Huai Tong is really inside?"

That person, Fang Xuanqiao, paused and smiled bitterly: "I don't remember that I became the leader of a gang...but my mentor is indeed in the city."

"Gong Huaitong is..."

"An encounter..." Fang Xuanqiao quickly recounted the experiences of teachers and students after their separation in Hongshan.

After Zhang Xing heard this, he also sighed: "In this way, Old Master Zhang is really gone... Within a few months, the two great masters left together. Although these two were closely related to the Wei Dynasty and were implicated, they still let him

It’s amazing.”

"Master doesn't care about this, he just feels it's a pity." Fang Xuanqiao replied seriously. "So I urge Master Qianjin to go north to Jianghuai and re-erect the pagoda."

"No wonder...if Qianjin Cult Leader is doing something in Jianghuai, I will give you full support." Zhang Xing leaned on the manger and asked under the lamp. "But what about you, do you feel it is a pity?"

"I also feel it is a pity...how can it not be a pity?" Fang Xuanqiao sighed quietly.

"Then what do you want? Do you want to come with me tonight and help Zhang Shizhao and Zhang Branch as Mengji?" Zhang Xing asked sincerely.

Fang Xuanqiao thought for a while and slowly shook his head: "It's fate, this time I should have gone directly to the chief's camp, but I was wrapped up by General Sima... Not to mention what I believed in this.

, but I am also curious about the direction of Dongdu... As for the Mengji incident, it is a long-term matter. If Chief Zhang is tolerant, let me go to Dongdu to have a look, including trying to promote the withdrawal and reconciliation this time.

It’s not too late to go to Hebei to find the chief.”

"I'm also curious about the direction of the Eastern Capital, and there's room for tolerance. It's okay for you to come and find me again in ten years when the world is at peace." Zhang Xing nodded. "What do you want to say about this peace negotiation?"

"Actually, since the chief has defeated the main force of the imperial army, this battle is not necessary in the first place, or it is just a test for the sake of peace." Fang Xuanqiao said seriously beside the manger. "But from my point of view, General Sima

He seems to be a bit stubborn, but I don’t know if it’s because of the heavy losses of the Imperial Army, his father’s uncle’s affairs, or because he has a grudge against the chief and wants to establish his power to control the Eastern Capital?”

"To me?" Zhang Xing was slightly surprised.

"He claims to be the best in the world, but he hasn't beaten the chief yet."

"..." Zhang Xing was silent for a moment and asked seriously, "Is this your idea or someone else's?"

"It's my idea, but Li Shaocheng seems to think so too," Fang Xuanqiao said.

"Li Twelve Lang?" Zhang Xing couldn't help but sigh.

"If it weren't for Li Shaocheng, how could I go out of the city to meet you? If it weren't for Li Shaocheng, how could Chief Zhang come here?" Fang Xuanqiao couldn't help but laugh.

"Is he in good health?" Zhang Xing asked seriously, but immediately stopped laughing. "These words are like a weasel giving New Year greetings to a chicken... His injury was first stabbed by our army in Huaibei... Wang Xiongdan stabbed him

Right? He has also come out to lead the troops now."
To be continued...