"hmm? Looking for a tree to sleep "Zong Jin turned around and casually pointed to the nearby Beitang column" like that "
He Lianheng just pulled the clothes, adjusted the lapel and slowly raised his hand to get the long hair out of the clothes.
This scene just completely reflected into Zongjin’s eyes.
He Lianheng’s handsome eyes are moving, and this appearance is just like selling the number one color in a brothel, but it is also very eye-catching and disorderly.
-Damn it, what does a big man want to be so good?
Zong Jin suddenly turned back and deliberately ignored his "departure"
"You go to rest in the carriage," said the man.
"hmm? You don’t sleep in a carriage? " Zong Jindao: "I’m not in the same room with you …" "I won’t go." He Lianheng’s tone is flat. "Since I’m weak, I’ll rest in the carriage and delay my trip."
Zong Jingang tried to refute the man, but he was already accurate. He got up and walked away without giving him a chance to speak.
Looking at He Lianheng’s far-away back, Zong Jin was upset and finally said nothing back to the carriage.
――
I really have a good life in the next few days.
Or to Zongjin honestly, the company was silent. They rested for three hours every day in two rounds, and there were always six people on duty around to prevent enemy attacks. Everyone only cared about the company’s words and never said a word, let alone questioned the company’s orders.
Zong Jin looks jealous ―― he is not so obedient as Wei Chijun.
Most of the time, he likes to gag with him rather than listen to him. He likes to give Luo Chenhuan many things to do.
For example, he scolded a retainer until the dog’s blood was dripping, so he asked Luo Chenhuan to apologize. For example, if he wants to go to war and risk everyone’s disagreement, it is also Luo Chen’s pleasure to talk about other generals
Now that I think about it, I really made a lot of mistakes from the beginning ―― all the kings of the past dynasties were afraid of serving Gao Zhen; He is not only not afraid but also eager to leave these "troubles" to Luo Chenhuan.
Zongjin unconsciously sighed at the carriage window.
This is the seventh day of departure from Zhangzhou, when Li Chenguang is looming. In the past few days, he occasionally goes to exercise while dressing, and the rest of the time he sits in the carriage as promised. He is suffocated and uncomfortable everywhere.
According to the previous report, he heard "his" funeral today.
Zong Jin lazily looked up to see not far away-He Lianheng followed closely by the carriage with his horse.
"Hector," he said suddenly, "shouldn’t you be at the forefront of the team?"
He Lianheng is not easy to get along with when he counts many hours; But if Zong Jin talks to him angrily, he will always answer that he is a little precious.
“？”
“？ How can I be willing to follow the master if he doesn’t walk in the front? "
He Lianheng glanced at him lightly. "Those who are uneasy before and after have to guard against it."
"… are you so afraid of death?" Zong Jin spat out "nothing"
Just at this moment, the scream of the raptor suddenly disturbed the conversation between the two.
Zong Jin couldn’t help but look up and see the fierce grey-backed falcon coming from nowhere and swooping over their heads.
His eyes followed the gray-backed falcon’s whole head and stretched out of the carriage directly.
He Lianheng said, "Don’t panic."
"Who panicked and just looked …" Zong Jin said, "Aren’t you calling to eat?"
He Lianheng gave him a meaningful look and didn’t answer.
The grey-backed falcon rushed all the way to the forefront of the team and attacked Jiangyi like hunting, but Jiangyi raised his arm in an instant; The grey-backed peregrine falcon found its resting place, flapped its wings and stopped firmly in Jiangyi forearm.
Jiang Yi took his falcon back and Zong Jin couldn’t see the specific things clearly. He could turn his eyes to He Lianheng. "Do you raise birds in He Lianxing?"
“……”
The man here is saying that Jiang Yi’s horse turned around for a moment and reached Helianheng’s side.
"Lord" Jiang Yi said that he would roll his hand into a thumb-sized silk and pass it to He Lianheng.
-It turned out to be a message.
It is much more convenient for this grey-backed falcon to recognize the main message than for those stupid pigeons raised by Weichi. Intelligence is more important than anything else in the war. If you can have this means to get the news of the front line anytime and anywhere, your chances of winning can be increased by 30% immediately.
The two men over there are watching the intelligence Zongjin and staring at the grey-backed falcon for a long time. "Do you want to lend me your bird to play?"
【 There is a saying that Jiang Yi ω д ω.
He Lianheng cheated face to face? 】
Chapter 15 I want to ride a horse
Jiang spaghetti be reluctant looked at ZongJin and then turned his eyes to He Lianheng.
Men don’t even look up and casually say, "It hurts."
"Are big men still afraid of birds?" Zong Jin disdained, "How can this little bird hurt me? Let me have a look … "
He Lianheng just finished watching silks and handed them back to Jiang Yi; Jiang Yi skillfully pulled out a fire from his belt and burned the silk until there was a little left before throwing it away. It was like not hearing Zongjin’s words. Jiang Yi responded and turned back to the forefront with the reins.
"Don’t be so busy, let me have a look." Zong Jin simply reached out and wanted to pull Jiang Yi. "Don’t be so stingy."
But Jiang Yi was far away, and He Lianheng was close to him, so Zong Jin stretched out his hand and naturally fell on He Lianheng’s thigh. He suddenly tightened He Lianheng’s clothes and said, "Let me see!"
He Lianheng squints at him. He may have some words of "Jiang Yi".
"… it really hurts" Jiang Yi frowned and reluctantly held out his hand at Zongjin "Be careful"
See each other so reluctant to compromise or comply with the meaning of HeLianHeng ZongJin a burst of envy a burst of jealousy and think of Luo Chen huan face mixed feelings in my heart, but even if he is lost, he will be lost, so for a moment ZongJin changed hands and felt the grey-backed falcon feather to coax it. "Come here …"
But the grey-backed falcon was indifferent and shrank two steps in the direction of Jiangyi’s shoulder, staying at the position where Zongjin just couldn’t touch it.
"You can take your hand back." Jiang is reluctant to say.
"Oh?"
Zongjin’s interest in Crested Falcon is very high, so he really takes back his hand and holds the window frame to hold the curtain and put his head back. Then Jiangyi curled his tongue and made a few strange bird calls … It’s actually not so like bird calls, but it’s like insects chirping in Akita, so Zongjin jumped over the window frame and paws firmly dug into the wood.
