But Shang Jun didn't like his tricks, he still smiled humbly: "The general is wrong, those are just little tricks to protect the village, and it's hard to be elegant."
"But-"
Although Shang Jun is self-deprecating, he has already clearly rejected their proposal. If he is interested, he should exchange a few words at this time and bring up this topic, but the purpose of their visit this time is to break the formation. Must convince him. Afraid that Li Ming would offend Shang Jun with his words, Pei Che pulled on Li Ming's shirt and motioned him not to say any more.
Pei Che got up, held a wine glass in his hand, and drank all the wine in the glass in one go, and then said eloquently, "Shangzhuang lord, I believe that you have heard about the battle of Cangyue in the east corner. Our army fought in self-defense and did not want to. If Cang Yue's ambition to seize the city and plunder the country, if Cang Yue wins, the war will continue. Then the people of the two countries will suffer from the war, and it will also have a great impact on the business of Guizhuang. If the village owner is willing to help, it will end early. This war will be a blessing for the people." It was rumored that Misty Mountain Villa often sent food and clothing to the poor, hoping that the people would impress him.
Shang Jun's smiling face gradually darkened, did he use the common people to threaten him? He is not a saint, thinking that he can help the world at the same time. Shang Jun also picked up the wine glass, but he did not drink it all, but tasted the fine wine carefully, until the wine in the glass was empty, and then he replied loudly: "Xiao Mi Villa stands at the border of the two countries, just do business, not politics. , It should be the responsibility of the generals to protect the family and the country and kill the enemy on the battlefield!"
This sentence of responsibility made Pei Che speechless for a moment, but Li Ming couldn't help shouting: "Why are you so unconscionable!"
Li Ming's clamor made Shang Jun's already bad face even more hazy, and his obvious refusal also obviously prevented Xuanyuan Yi and the others from coming down the stage. For a time, the atmosphere at the dinner table changed from the happy atmosphere just now to a little depressed and tense. .
"Ah!" Murong Shuqing's soft cry broke the sluggish and tense pressure in an instant. Everyone turned to look at her, only to see a maid standing nervously by the side, holding a bowl of soup in her hand.
The suddenly tense atmosphere just now made the handmaiden's hand stiff, but she remembered that she only touched Miss Shu Qing lightly. There shouldn't be any burns or bruises, right? Although the maid didn't know what was going on, she also knew that Miss Shu Qing was a guest of the villa owner, and quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, Miss Shu Qing."
Shang Xiao also asked nervously, "Sister Shu Qing, are you alright?"
Shu Qing covered her injured left shoulder and frowned slightly, looking very painful, but in fact, the atmosphere just now, it is meaningless to talk about it any more. It happened that the maid accidentally bumped into her shoulder, and she also took advantage of the old injury and attacked. .
Shang Jun immediately walked to Murong Shuqing's side and asked, "I heard that you were injured last time, are you okay?" According to Qin Xiuzhi's words, it has been almost half a month. Is the injury still not getting better
Qin Xiuzhi also said worriedly: "Shu Qing, do you want to ask the doctor to show you?" Only he knew how dangerous the arrow was at that time.
Murong Shuqing shook her head with a smile, and replied, "It's fine." After sitting in the carriage for an hour today, her shoulders really hurt a little bit, but it wasn't that serious. She just didn't want to make them quarrel so she cried out.
"Xiao'er, help Qing to Qingxin Pavilion." Shang Jun ignored this, and bowed his hands to everyone, and said, "Everyone, take your time, Shang must leave first." He helped Murong Shuqing into the backyard.
Did her wound open again? Xuanyuan Yi stood up and wanted to follow him, but Pei Che grabbed his sleeve. Pei Che shook his head silently at him. In the current situation, he had better not follow him. Xuanyuan Yi paused for a while, then sat down and poured a big glass of wine, his face was terrifyingly gloomy.
The other person who hurt was Qin Xiuzhi. A depressed mood made him panic, but what was he depressed about? Is it because Shang Jun is guarding Shu Qing, or is it only Shu Qing in Shang Jun's eyes? What the hell is he thinking about!
He helped Murong Shuqing into the Qingxin Pavilion, and carefully helped her sit on the soft couch. Although Shang Jun also saw her intention, so he left the table, but it was a fact that she was injured. Holding Murong Shuqing's hand, Shang Jun He sighed and said, "Well, let's find a doctor."
"It's okay." Murong Shuqing leaned comfortably on the soft couch, the soft plush fox fur made her reluctant to get up, she just felt a little tired, and the wound didn't hurt much.
"Xiao'er, go to the kitchen and bring a bowl of soup, and I didn't eat anything at night." Shang Jun shook his head amusingly, she lay curled up, like a cat.
Shang Xiao looked at Murong Shuqing, and then at Shang Jun, guessing that they must have something to talk about, so he nodded obediently and replied, "Okay, I'll go right now."
The moonlight tonight is not bad. Although it has passed fifteen, it is still very bright. The moonlight shines through the large window of Qingxin Pavilion and sprinkles on Murong Shuqing's body. It is soft and makes her look more like. A cat that didn't wake up. Murong Shu Qing secretly sighed, Misty Villa is really a good place, warm in winter and cool in summer, today is the most comfortable day she has felt since she came to the Northwest. Smell the faint sweet tea fragrance in the air, Murong Shuqing sat up lazily.
Her nose is really smart. Shang Jun smiled and brought the two cups of tea just brewed to her, and handed it to her: "The dragon birthday you like."
"Thank you." Murong Shuqing took the tea and took Shang Jun to sit beside her. Lifting the lid of the cup, a mellow fragrance came out, and she warmed her hands with a tea cup while drinking. She leaned lazily on Shang Jun's shoulder, and through the large window, she looked at the silver-edged Thorn Ji outside the house, the soft moonlight not only did not make it milder, but turned even more eerily red.
Shang Jun picked up the silk quilt next to her and helped her cover it. The Misty Mountain Villa was still a little cold at night. After helping her take care of it, Shang Jun asked in a low voice: "Tell me, why did you bring them here? I remember you said back then that if you can't get involved in politics, try not to get involved in politics. Today, why do you want to do this? Do?"
For a long time, Murong Shuqing did not answer. Shang Jun was not in a hurry, fiddled with the teacup in his hand and waited patiently. It was not until the tea in her hand was almost cold that she said in a low voice, "Sir, I don't want to get involved in politics, because I am a person who is alone, and I don't want to take on the heavy responsibility of the country, nor do I want to be involved in the imperial court battle. I just want to protect the people I want to protect, but unfortunately the world is always beyond my little wish."
That whisper with a touch of sadness and helplessness made Shang Jun a little disappointed. He took the tea that was also cold in Murong Shuqing's hand, and Shang Jun asked lightly, "What do you want me to do?" As long as she said, He will do it.
When he came again, Murong Shuqing reluctantly stroked his forehead, squeezed Shang Jun's hand tightly, and sighed, "Sir, I want to fight Cang Yue and Hong Ming, it's my own business. I said it very much back then. Clearly, I paid for it, and you contributed. This misty villa was built with your wisdom and ability. In the past three years, the money I have been allocated has far exceeded the original investment. I brought them here to let They have the opportunity to persuade you instead of asking you to do what you have to do. You and I have always been friends, and at most interests are involved, and we are just partners. There is no so-called problem of what I want you to do. "
But Shang Jun said stubbornly: "Without you, there would be no Misty Mountain Villa, and there would be no me and Xiao'er."
He is full of gratitude to Murong Shuqing. Three years ago, on that icy morning on the snowy mountain, he thought he and Xiao'er would freeze to death there, but at this time they walked towards them one by one and gave him a new lease of life. life, and talk to him about the so-called cooperation that he does not understand. Without her, he is now either a killer who relies on his martial arts to make a living by killing people, or a thief who robs the goods, so no matter what she says, he will help her.
Murong Shuqing did not agree with what he said. He sat up straight and said firmly, "Jun, how many times do you want me to say this? Even without me, you would still have achieved what you are today, but it may be later, it is gold. Always shine."
Looking at such a pair of tenacious and trusting eyes, he almost believed it, but Cang Yue's experience three years ago made him laugh in a low voice, but the sound was not like a laugh, but a small animal crying. , "It's a pity that no one believes that a woman can achieve much, except you."
Murong Shuqing held Shang Jun's face distressedly. Tears were shining in those flying phoenix eyes, but she stubbornly refused to let it fall. She almost forgot that she was a woman and had the right to cry. Murong Shuqing still shook his head with a light smile and insisted: "Jun, you are no longer the girl who ran away in embarrassment, I know that over the years, in Cang Yue, you still have some unfinished thoughts, get ready. , you can do it."
Shang Jun closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were full of clarity and determination, "No, I'm not strong enough to fight him. I have to be absolutely sure, because I must win." , the mother who died in vain, and the more than 100 lives that innocently died, she must win.
The injured she was hidden again, when can you cry when you want to cry, laugh when you want to laugh! Interlacing her fingers, Murong Shuqing said word by word, "You still have me."
These hands are neither warm nor generous, but they always seem to have endless power. Shang Jun smiled and nodded, having such a confidant is the greatest blessing in her life.
The two laughed happily at the same time, and suddenly Shang Jun seemed to think of something and said, "Maybe this war is a good opportunity to realize my wish. It seems that we have never cooperated before, so this time, let's give it a try." Her own strength is not enough, so with the strength of Murong Shuqing and Xuanyuan Yi, it may not be feasible.
"You can listen to Xuanyuan Yi and the others tomorrow, and it's not too late to make a decision." Murong Shuqing nodded with a smile, this was exactly her intention.
Shang Jun raised his lips and smiled narrowly: "Okay, I still look forward to fighting side by side with Qing, who made me admire your great achievements in the past three years."
Murong Shuqing shook her index finger lightly, looking as if the words were too bad, she pretended to be modest and replied, "Compared to the mysterious, unpredictable, unparalleled martial arts, resourceful, and flawless business owner, I'm far worse. Big cut!"
"You laugh at me and know the consequences!"
"No, I'm injured, I'm a patient!"
"Is there such an arrogant patient?"
"Don't stretch out your claws!"
"Magic claws?!"
"Help!"
Happy laughter kept coming from the Qingxin Pavilion, but Shang Xiao held the chicken soup but didn't go in. It's been a long time since I heard her laugh so happily, only Sister Shu Qing has the ability. The soup is cold, it's time to change a bowl, stepping on a pleasant pace, Shang Xiao walked towards the kitchen.
Murong Shuqing, who had always been sleeping lightly, was awakened by the sound outside, put on his coat, and walked to the window, only to see two figures, one gray and one purple, fighting indistinctly under the moonlight. Murong Shuqing narrowed his eyes slightly. It was Fan Feng and Xuanyuan Yi. It turned out that Fan Feng's martial arts were so good, no wonder Yan Yu and the others trusted him, but Xuanyuan Yi's boxing skills seemed to be more sharp, and Murong Shuqing said softly, "Okay, stop."
Hearing her voice, Fan Feng took a step back, widened the distance from Xuanyuan Yi, and retreated silently. Xuanyuan Yi was still a little unfinished. Where did Murong Shuqing find so many capable people before he stepped into the courtyard, he was entangled by him.
Xuanyuan Yi walked in front of Murong Shuqing, Yuehua stroked her gently, and she stood up with a small smile. After sizing her up and down, Xuanyuan Yi sighed, "Your spirit is not bad."
Murong Shuqing smiled and replied, "It's really okay."
"I'll go back to the camp tomorrow morning, are you staying here?" Her relationship with that Shangjun is far from ordinary. Although he wants her to stay by his side, the environment here is indeed more suitable for her to recuperate. He wants to hear about it. what did she say.
Did he actually ask her what she meant? Xuanyuan Yi turned his back to the moon, she couldn't see his expression, but she could feel his eagle eyes locked on her body, Murong Shuqing did not answer his question, but instead asked, "You already have a good plan in mind, why don't you try it? Try to convince the merchant?"
Xuanyuan Yi raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you think I have figured out a solution?" He never seemed to have said it.
Standing a little tired, Murong Shuqing sat down on the soft couch, and said casually, "If you are defeated by such an evil formation, then you will be in vain. You have been studying the terrain, and you must have it. New fighter jets." Every time she went to the main tent, he almost didn't say a word, and kept fiddling with the topographic map. Xuanyuan Yi was not a person who just waited for his death.
she knows? Leaning by the window, watching Murong Shuqing look at him with a natural smile, Xuanyuan Yi asked with a half-smile, "Are you sure you don't know anything about marching and fighting?" She had too much confidence in him. Now, or is she really that observant
Murong Shuqing nodded amusedly and replied, "I think so." If she could understand by casually flipping through books on the art of war when she was in the library, it might be considered a little bit of knowledge, but she herself didn't think it was. understood.
"I have really thought of a way to resolve it, but if that burst can be broken, it will be better." This is also the reason why he came to the Misty Villa, but looking at the attitude of Shang Jun tonight, I am afraid it will be futile.
"Then why don't you try to convince Shang Jun?" According to her, Jun is already tempted. As long as Xuanyuan Yi can come up with a strategy, Jun should agree.
Xuanyuan Yi walked to the soft couch and asked, "You and he have known each other for a long time?"
"It's only three years."
Xuanyuan Yi suddenly squatted down and looked at Murong Shuqing, his cold and arrogant eyes were hot, but his voice was still low, "You said that you will wait for my answer."
His voice was so low that Murong Shuqing thought he had heard it wrong, would you like to get a single-minded answer? Does he understand? Looking at those hot but deep eyes without dodging, Murong Shuqing replied softly but clearly, "I've been waiting."
She knew that she was moved for him on the midsummer afternoon when she first saw her; cheered for him on the official road riding horses to the wind; trembled for him among the lotus leaves and lotus, but, can he really give the answer she asked for?
"Okay, I can tell you now."
Murong Shuqing grabbed his hand, shook his head, and said, "You better think about it." She knew that he was jealous because of Shang Jun. She didn't want his jealous, jealous answer. Murong Shuqing got up, crossed Xuanyuan Yi who was squatting in front, and said lightly, "I'm tired."
Just when Murong Shuqing was about to pass him, Xuanyuan Yi grabbed her hand, and the two squatted and stood silently for a long time, and the moonlight stretched their figures very long.