"Hehe—Look at this, Liu Xi is not as good as it is said outside—"
The tribal messenger successfully completed the surrender mission and was in a good mood.
As soon as he returned to a safe place, he showed his original appearance.
"Don't take it lightly, no one who underestimates Liu Xi will end well." The accomplice warned.
The tribal messenger was lying on the animal skin chair, enjoying the beauty's shoulder pinching comfortably.
"What are you afraid of?" he said. "If Liu Xi suspects us, she will allocate an independent camp for us?"
With an independent camp, it is like a child has his own room and private space, and he is not afraid of his parents when he makes small movements.
"Nevertheless, there is a saying from the Han family in the Central Plains that you must sail carefully for ten thousand years, and you must not let your guard down until the end."
Compared to the arrogance of the tribal messenger, this person is quite calm.
The tribal messenger said, "It's good—you don't have much ink in your stomach, but you are very powerful. I am afraid of you. Now that I am surrounded by my own people, Liu Xi has no clairvoyance and ears, and she can still hear it from a distance. Our whispers? How timid."
The companion showed some disapproval on his face, but because the other party's position was higher than his own, he could only swallow it.
"You don't have to worry about this and that, just do your own thing well." The tribal messenger sat with a golden knife, "He said, you are right, Liu Xi is stupid, but the people under her account There is a lot of bad water. We have just surrendered, and we can’t let the other side get the handle. Maybe Liu Xi’s spies will come in in the past few days, you control your people, so as not to reveal the secret and ruin the king’s plan—”
It is easy for people to talk badly, so only a few key people know about the fraudulent surrender, and others do not.
Hearing that the tribe chose to surrender Jiang Pengji without even fighting, many warriors were frustrated, and some were worried about their future.
The overall momentum was very low, but they knew it was necessary.
If everyone knows about the fraudulent surrender, who can guarantee that everyone will keep their mouths shut
If your mouth is bald or you talk in your sleep, isn't that a bad thing
With such thoughts in mind, they were quiet and obedient, not causing trouble or making trouble, as if they had truly surrendered.
However, as Jiang Pengji said—it was fake in the first place, no matter how mysterious and obfuscated it was, it would still not be true—no matter how much they played, but in Jiang Pengji’s eyes, they just came here to deceive, and they couldn’t win her trust at all. .
In the blink of an eye, half a month has passed, and it is the hottest season of the year.
Beijiang intends to pursue a two-pronged approach, using the deceit to subdue Yin Jiang Pengji and planting bombs on her back line.
The fraudulent surrender was arranged, and the rear defense and provocation were also put on the agenda.
Liu Zhao has been a little worried recently.
He can't wait to fight cocks and walk the dog outside every day, and he doesn't want to go home.
"Auntie Die, my sister is still fighting on the front line. My marriage is not in a hurry."
Liu Zhao secretly climbed the wall to go home. A familiar slender figure stood under the wall, which made his legs go weak and almost fell.
"Aren't you in a hurry?" Auntie Die looked him up and down and pretended to be angry, "It's time for a marriage at your age, aren't you in a hurry?"
A few months ago, Auntie Die came to Chongzhou with her servants for only one purpose—
Make a marriage to Liu Zhao!
When I was young, my mother-in-law was lingering on the sick bed, and this auntie was in charge of the central feeder in the house.
Thanks to Auntie Die's not deliberately tossing the prostitutes and prostitutes in the backyard, Liu Zhao's childhood was able to live comfortably.
Although Auntie Die was arrogant and indifferent to others, but thinking about the situation of the concubines of other families, Liu Zhao added a bit of admiration to her.
But it's one thing for Ru Mu to respect her, but it's another thing for the other party to force her to get married.
"Auntie, I'm still young, I haven't played enough-"
Liu Zhao did not resist the engagement, but he did not want to be engaged at this juncture.
Before he could finish speaking, Auntie Die looked at him with gloomy and cold eyes.
Liu Zhao felt cold all over, and forgot what he said.
"Didn't play enough? You can play as if you ordered a relative—you've grown up, so you can't be willful!" Auntie Die said, "Liu Zhao—"
Before he finished speaking, a familiar voice came from behind him.
"The child is still young, what are you forcing him to do?" Liu She, dressed in casual clothes, looked like he was walking by after dinner, he stepped forward and looked at the concubine and the concubine, and said indifferently, "If Zhao'er is not successful, then It's okay if it doesn't work—don't count on him anyway."
Both Liu Zhao and Auntie Die's expressions changed, but their expressions were slightly different.
The former was slightly injured, while the latter seemed to be holding back something.
After a while, Auntie Die said in a non-negotiable tone, "What if I have to force him? Cousin, do you want to stop me?"
Liu She glanced at Liu Zhao and sighed, "The older you get, the more temperament you have—"
"What is it?" Auntie Die's eyebrows stood upright, with genuine anger on her face, "I said that I want him to marry Liu Zhao as soon as possible!"
Liu She's eyes were stagnant, he and Auntie Die looked at each other, but they were finally defeated.
"Okay, it's up to you to decide this matter. Zhao'er, don't disobey your concubine."
When Auntie Die heard Liu She's words, her expression twitched.
Concubine
Even after so many years, she still couldn't get used to this title.
Liu She left, Liu Zhao's small arm could not twist Auntie Die's thick thigh, so she could only resign herself to the reality.
"Choose, choose which is which."
Auntie Die was sitting in front of Liu Zhao, and the table was full of information about young girls.
Liu Zhao's face was bitter, and he chose Auntie Die's eyes with aggrieved eyes.
"Do you think your aunt is hurting you?"
Liu Zhao shook his head, "Don't dare."
"It's fine if you don't dare, anyone will harm you, but I definitely won't." Auntie Die seemed to think of something, a flash of reminiscence flashed in her eyes, but she didn't indulge, she quickly recovered, "No matter what happens in the future, Qian 10,000, don't think about things that shouldn't belong to you, don't listen to people's instigation, it will bring you disaster. You are your mother's only remaining child, and her only obsession before her death. If even you It's gone, she'll be sad to know - be smart and don't be taken advantage of."
being used
By whom
Liu Zhao's face remained unchanged, but his mind changed several times.
"I promised your mother to protect you well. You can't do anything to disappoint her, do you understand?"
Liu Zhao felt an indescribable emotion in his heart.
"Auntie—"
Auntie Die said, "Hurry up and pick, don't leave the ink."
Liu Zhao said, "What is your aunt worried about?"
"I'm worried that you idiot will be played to death by those two people! Your mother can't even fight, how much do you have?" Auntie Die gritted her teeth and said, "Get married as soon as possible, and when you have a child, at least leave a trace of blood to your mother. You can die as you like, and I don't care. Others don't know, how can I know? You think you hide your clumsiness well, so the two of you won't be able to see it?"
This kid is not even good at his mother, who is he trying to fool
"Auntie - did you misunderstand something?" Liu Zhao asked her in a low voice.
"What can I misunderstand? I saw it with my own eyes, your mother... If it wasn't for you and Lan Ting, why would I come to Liu Mansion?"