MTL - After the Fairy Disappeared-Chapter 433 not to be judged by appearance

   Then, she talked about it.

  All those who heard it subconsciously straightened their backs, including He Lingchuan, but everyone looked blank at the same time. Only General Nan Ke shouted: "Okay, okay! I think it's good!"

   Wen Daolun couldn't help laughing: "The general's plan is brilliant!"

  General Nan Ke gave a thumbs up: "In this way, we don't have to wait for the order of King Bird, and we can leave when we want. General Red is right, we don't want any choices they give!"

  Zhong Shengguang glanced at him, and there seemed to be a smile in his eyes: "It's a good idea, you can think about it carefully."

   Zhao Xianhe couldn't help but said: "Wait a minute, didn't the Red General decide that we have to stay in the wasteland and not return to the country?" What does this mean?

  Ling Chongshui had always been hostile to him, and at this moment he stabbed him with a strange ambiguity: "Then, does Mr. Zhao want to stay or come back?"

"Whether I will stay or not will be decided by Commander Zhong." Zhao Xianhe raised his eyebrows, paused, and then said, "The capital secretly issued a secret order to me, asking me to volunteer and lead the troops back east along the Jinxi Corridor. After returning, I will be promoted to rank and enjoy great honor. I have already reported this matter to Mr. Zhong.”

  Ling Chongshui was furious: "The monarch still wants to repeat the same trick, and take away our commander, tens of thousands of elite soldiers?!"

  The crowd will be equally enraged.

  The monarch didn't want Zhong Shengguang to go back at all, but he also hoped that the elite soldiers honed in the northwest wilderness could be transferred back to the country to stabilize the country for him, so he sent a secret letter to Zhao Xianhe.

  When everyone was condemning, Zhong Shengguang knocked on the table and said solemnly: "Okay, I've made up my mind."

  As soon as these four words came out, everyone else fell silent. Commander Zhong has already decided, no one here can shake it.

  No matter how many questions I have, I can only swallow them.

   "Just act according to the plan of the Red General."

  Since he had set the direction, the generals began to brainstorm and discuss various details around this.

   It really is all kinds of things, no matter how big or small.

   He Lingchuan listened carefully, and only then did he know how much preparation is needed in advance to fight a war.

  It is beyond imagination.

  War is an account. Moreover, no matter how adequate the pre-war preparations are, they are far from enough.

   Not to mention that Zhong Shengguang sent troops this time on a whim, fast and urgent.

   The time to test Panlong City has come again.

   After putting all these things in order, more than an hour has passed. Zhong Shengguang poured a whole cup of hot tea down his throat, and then exhaled: "In short, now is a great opportunity. Next, let's assign tasks."

   The lights in the Gange Hall were not extinguished until the sun went down.

  After the meeting was over, all the officials left in a hurry, some to make preparations, and some to go home for dinner.

  Everyone attaches great importance to the pre-departure meal, and most of them should be served richly.

  Wen Daolun came home for dinner, and when he walked to the door, he smiled at He Lingchuan and said, "You've worked hard, stand with us old men for a day."

  He Lingchuan shook his head: "I was greatly shocked."

  He has almost no experience in leading troops to fight, and this kind of observation is of great benefit to him.

  He observed Wen Daolun carefully. The counselor Zhong Shengguang relied on smiled very kindly, as if he had come out of the grief of losing his son, but there were a little more wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, a little cloudiness in his eyes, and a few more strands of white hair on his sideburns.

   "It's already this hour, is there anyone at home waiting for you to eat?"

  He Lingchuan said honestly: "No. I originally wanted to go to Wenxuan Pavilion, but was recruited by the Red General to be on duty."

   "Well, that means you are valued." Wen Daolun patted his arm, "Do well, young man, I am very optimistic about you."

  For a closed-door meeting at this level, only the soldiers who are most trusted by Zhong Shengguang and General Red are eligible to guard the door.

   Otherwise, if one of the secrets here is revealed, it will be a disturbance.

  At this time Zhao Xianhe came over and called Wen Daolun to go out together, and the latter said to He Lingchuan: "I'll go first."

  Zhao Xianhe's eyes also swept over He Lingchuan, without stopping for a long time.

  After Wen Daolun left, He Lingchuan's eyes fell on Zhong Shengguang and the Red General who passed behind.

  After experiencing the phantasmagoria of the ruins of Yuan Kingdom, he felt that there were more mysteries about Zhong Shengguang, and the relationship with the **** Mi Tian was also confusing.

   Now, where is the Dafang pot hidden by Commander Zhong?

  Will all the consequences of rewarding God be so complicated?

   Noticing his gaze, the Red General suddenly said, "What are you looking at?"

  Even through the mask, He Lingchuan could feel her gaze fixed on him. At this time, the people in the Gange Hall were almost gone, so he replied directly:

  「If it goes according to your plan and the monarch still orders relocation, what should we do?」

   As soon as he said this, Zhong Shengguang and the Red General looked at each other, knowing that he had found his way.

   General Hong seemed to laugh twice: "What's wrong with Qian'an?"

   "It's not easy to get through the road back to the east." He Lingchuan said bluntly, "Otherwise we can go back to the east, why wait until now?"

  Zhong Shengguang stared at him and said, "Do you think General Red's proposition is inappropriate?"

   "What if it's not as good as it should be?"

   "The worst result is nothing but returning without success, why can't we bear it?" Zhong Shengguang smiled, "Do you think we have never lost a battle?"

   "Army is impermanent, and perfection is the most taboo." He said every word, "There is no such good thing in the world."

  He Lingchuan lowered his head: "I have been taught."

   "Go back and reunite with your family more tonight." Zhong Shengguang said, "I'm about to start, this battle is very important."

"yes."

  It was already dark when we left the Gange Hall, and the Wenxuan Pavilion was closed, so He Lingchuan had no choice but to walk back with two books.

   On the way, he also turned a corner to the South Gate Square to visit the Juluo tree.

  The small tree is growing well, bright green, with a nest of sparrows in the canopy, and a new branch growing on the trunk.

  Compared to its sudden appearance, its current performance is too ordinary, as if it is not much different from an ordinary tree.

  What does the Dafang pot need a juluo tree for? He Lingchuan couldn't figure it out.

  Since he got here, he simply went to Shuanghe Restaurant to have a sumptuous dinner. There is still a lot of people here, and everyone talks and laughs indulgently, without any idea that a new battle is about to start.

   This time, Panlong City took the initiative to provoke it.

  A few comrades came over for a drink, and one of them was Duan Xinyu who was exploring the Flesh Fortress with He Lingchuan.

   At this time, Xinyu was married, and the new wife was the girl who was run away by He Lingchuan's "either stupid or blunt".

  Duan Xinyu's life after marriage is quite happy. Whenever his little wife mentions He Lingchuan, he gnashes his teeth, which makes him feel at ease. So when he saw He Lingchuan, he was very enthusiastic, and he grabbed him and thanked him repeatedly.

  He toasted a few glasses, and others toasted a few more, He Lingchuan had to extend the meal to two hours.

   After all, he knows very well that after the next long-distance raid, some people may not be there.

  Back home, as soon as he opened the door, he saw the light coming from the low wall:

  The light next door is on.

  Sun Fuling is back?

  He Lingchuan hurriedly poured water to wash his face and rinse his mouth, and stroked his hair that was frizzed by the wind before he lay down on the low wall and knocked on the tiles:

  「Is Master Sun at home?」

   "Not here."

  「.”

   With a squeak, Sun Fuling pushed the door and came out, dressed in white, with loose hair half wet.

  She looked up at He Lingchuan, the moonlight shone on her beautiful face like fat jade, dimly shining.

  He Lingchuan immediately thought of the moonlight that night at Yuanguo's former site, and it was so dazzling.

   "What's the matter?" Sun Fuling waited for him for a long time before asking.

   "I thought you weren't here tonight."

   "I was supposed to be on duty at the Shumin Academy tonight, but a command came in the evening, requesting that the Academy be temporarily closed, so I came back." Sun Fuling sighed, "Is there going to be another war?

  Before the war, students have to go home from school and reunite with their families. "

  He Lingchuan nodded.

  「Then when are you leaving?」

   "Soon, maybe tomorrow, or in two days." He Lingchuan scratched his head, "It depends on Commander Zhong to issue an order."

  The wall fell silent.

   After a long time, Sun Fuling said "Oh": "So fast?"

   "Yes." He Lingchuan stared straight at her, "Can I see you?"

  He pointed to the wine jar in the corner of the courtyard. Sun Fuling shook her head: "You smell too much alcohol, be careful that you won't be able to get up tomorrow if you drink too much. Let's replace the bar with tea."

   As she spoke, she went back to the house to get the tea and the iron pot, and jumped over the wall.

  “It was given by a student. Her family is a tea farmer in the Chipa White Garden. She gave me the first batch of spring tea picked in the garden this year.”

  He Lingchuan moved the stove to the courtyard, and boiled tea with water.

  「Did you hear a lot of rumors about the relocation order in the city these days?」

"Yes, there are discussions everywhere." Sun Fuling sat down, "The monarch would rather take the risk of accepting aid from foreign countries. I didn't expect it. It's clearly not at the end of the mountain." state of affairs.

  「Not yet?」

   "No, there are at least two groups of Qin Wangjun and Yulin Guards near the capital." Sun Fuling said lightly, "I don't think it's a good thing to boast of being unparalleled in combat power. Otherwise, why not use it at this time?"

   "After all, it is the capital of the country, and these forces have to defend the fortress of the capital, so they can't take the initiative to go out and suppress the enemy, right?"

  “These armies haven’t fought in twenty or thirty years. Who knows if they can fight again.”

  He Lingchuan knew that the residents of Panlong, including her, hated their mother country, so he quickly changed the topic and picked up some interesting anecdotes.

  Sun Fuling also shared the daily life in the palace.

   Chatting and chatting, the night became dark.

  The street preaching ended a long time ago, the road outside was quiet, and no footsteps passed by for a long time.

   At this moment, a strange movement came from the neighbor's house.

  The bungalow in the city is too small, and the sound insulation effect is poor, so the sound is transmitted to the two people's ears without any leakage.

  He Lingchuan thought of the ventriloquist performance he heard in Shihuan City, but it seemed less intense. The quality of the bed in the neighbor's house was not very good, and it creaked and screamed hoarsely.

  Sun Fuling's smile slowly faded away.

   creak.

  The two looked at each other speechlessly, neither knowing what to say.

   creak.

  Why did you pick this night? He Lingchuan listened carefully for a few times, the buddy next door has a strong waist, he is not as short as he looks on the surface.

   People should not be judged by their appearance.