The fire was burning in the small stove, and when the water boiled, the faint aroma of tea also wafted out with the heat. Maybe it's because the girl who cooks the tea is not an elegant person. The tea is actually boiled directly in the pot, and there is not much particular about it.
The two have been together for a long time, and the equality and inequality of identities are no longer so simple. While Liu Xigua was squatting there and making tea, Ning Yi continued to write those things with his head down, and occasionally the girl would look back at him. After cooking, she poured the tea into a cup and handed it to Ning Yi, who put it aside and let the heat steam.
"I still insist that after this journey, no matter how the situation develops, I can't go to Qingxi anymore." After Xigua sat back in the chair, Ning Yi spoke abruptly. The girl turned around and saw that Ning Yi was going The brush was dipped in ink in the inkstone, and he didn't look at him.
"Well." Watermelon looked at him.
"A group of people are dragging their families, and there are too many people to take care of. We only have 800 people here, and we don't have the capital to lose again. I have no friendship with your Uncle Fang, so these questions can be straightforward. One point, mainly everyone can see that the past is meaningless. They dare not say these words, I can tell you." He lowered his head and continued to write.
Watermelon raised her head and looked at the top of the tent: "Why didn't you tell me a few days earlier?"
"Just broke the city, you are thinking about it, you are almost thinking about it, I can tell you."
"...Chen Fan and the others are going back."
"The main thing is to save people and persuade. If everyone wants to stay in Qingxi and fight to the death, it will only be a result in the end. I also told Chen Fan these days. Even if I go back to Qingxi, I want people to leave. Just talk about it personally, or someone will kill them... People like Fang Qifo, even Lu Jiang, may not be able to see the situation clearly, but your Uncle Fang and the others may not be so..."
Watermelon was silent for a while: "Qingxi still has many soldiers. It may not be unbearable to drag it on."
"The first stage can definitely be defended." Ning Yi said while writing, "Hangzhou has been broken, Tong Guan has no time, anyway, you will not have more opportunities. At most half a month, he will be heading north. Qingxi's are ordinary officers and soldiers who come from all over the world. The time may be longer, but the result will not change. At the beginning, you won Hangzhou in one go because of their greed for life and fear of death. Once the disaster victims are beaten down at the highest point, there will be no drama in the future. Many people here still have family members and children. Don't throw the last 800 people into it."
He said, picked up the teacup and blew it, took a sip and put it down. Watermelon looked at it for a while: "Do you know how your words will sound in other people's ears?"
"They just don't want to face the reality. Some people don't dare to say it, but they can still see what they should see." Ning Yi looked up at her and smiled, then shook his head and continued to work, "According to the previous That's right. You choose the three places yourself. While everyone's thoughts are on Fang La, it's right to go farther. Life in Miaojiang and Xiangxi can be lived by everyone anyway, and you were close to there. , let’s talk about other things when we go to the mountains.”
The brush in his hand paused: "Once... everyone calms down, all those who participated in the Yongle Uprising will be liquidated, and now this place that has suffered from bandits will be gradually swept away, our Ba Dao Camp will definitely be on the list. .So hiding is a must. I don’t know how you would have lived in the mountains before, but you need to pay attention to some sanitary conditions. Try to drink boiled hot water, don’t eat cold food, and there are many other things. It has something to do with the initial planning of the stockade. I have been thinking about it recently, and I have written it down. There are main and secondary views. Later..." Ning Yi clicked on the notebook that was being written, "We can study it together."
"You..." Hearing this, Watermelon vaguely felt that something was wrong and frowned. Ning Yi has also stretched out his hand over there: "Wait, wait, wait, I think of a lot of things, don't interrupt first, I'm afraid I'll forget it later."
In the tent, Watermelon had already stood up, Ning Yi took a sip of tea and continued to write with his head down. The words in his mouth are unhurried, without a big center, but the main axis still revolves around how to change the system of the Ba Dao Battalion, how to annex and accommodate more refugees. In fact, this is a variant of the company culture of later generations. The core of Ba Dao Camp is a small group supported by benevolence and righteousness. What Ning Yi said was mainly to open many ports at the lower level, how to restrict, evaluate and even determine performance. Once the rules are set, Liu Xigua will not be as tired as before.
In the past, the two of them often talked about these things. Ning Yi had been doing it for half a year to transform human relationships into legal systems. But he was not impatient, and even at the core of the Battalion Battalion, he did not make any changes. A stockade that can maintain this level of human affection is actually better than the simple rule of law. Some of the seemingly useless rules and stripes he suggested were only shown to Liu Xigua internally at this time, and they were not even sent out. They were all for use in the future if the Battalion Battalion wanted to expand.
It's just that the two people said these things before, and they all came and went. But today, the girl found that there was no room for her to intervene. Ning Yi was just talking casually and jumping. He had some ideas and what the ultimate goal was.
Finally, in such an atmosphere, Watermelon walked over, looked at him, raised his hand slightly, and finally pressed it on the paper he was writing on: "You... say this..."
She didn't organize her words, because Ning Yi raised his head and looked into her eyes with a smile. After a moment of silence, he thought about it, finally put down the brush, patted the back of the girl's hand, and stood up: "Actually, I should write I’m almost finished.” Picking up the teacup, took a sip, and walked around the table.
"You... you..." Watermelon opened her eyes and stared at him for a long time, until her eyes were almost wet. Finally heaving a sigh of relief, "Heh. You know, you know... I'm here tonight to ask you something." She exhaled. Take two steps back: "You are a spy of the imperial court!?"
After saying this sentence, the girl's eyes were crystal clear, and her voice was already fierce. Ning Yi glanced at her, smiled somewhat complicatedly, and walked towards the door of the tent. With a sharp wave, the girl swept out the inkstone and brush on the table: "Can you go! It's a man, let's make it clear here!"
"I can't go anyway. Come out."
Ning Yi opened the tent and walked out. After a while, Watermelon followed him almost dumbly. A camp of more than 5,000 people. A little bit of fire spreads along the valley ahead. It is the Qingming Festival, and some people are still paying homage to their dead family members. Ning Yi watched all this. In the darkness not far away, Fang Shuchang's silhouette was faintly revealed, and the rest of the people were hidden in the darkness. Watermelon took a few steps, but in front of everyone, she still had a strong and cold expression: "You can say it. Ning Liheng!"
Ning Yi held the teacup and looked down at the tea inside, without speaking.
"You've been here for so long! Have I treated you badly at the Ba Dao Camp!?"
"I, Liu Qianqian, have never trusted you!?"
"What you said before. It's all fake!?"
The girl was afraid that he was heartbroken by his attitude. These words were cold and harsh, but Ning Yi looked at the situation in the camp and did not answer. When he spoke, he said something else: "More than 5,000 people, wash Going into the mountains after cleaning can be regarded as a foundation. No matter what, seeking self-preservation is the first way. Maybe you can really do something in the future, and what you want to do may be successful one day. .But next, is the hardest time for you..."
In these words, he took a sip of tea. In the darkness, not far behind the girl, Liu Tiannan had already come out with the long box holding the tyrant knife, Qian Luoning's figure, Zheng Qiming's voice also began to appear, Ning Yi looked around and smiled: "I still A few words, don't be in such a hurry."
Everyone frowned and looked different. Fang Shuchang said over there, "I believe you have difficulties. If you have a way to prove your innocence or have a last resort, you can say it."
Ning Yi just raised his glass to him and paused: "The 1,200 people following us are not the Tong Guan Imperial Army, but they are the elites of Kang Fangting's martial arts battalion. After half an hour, they will meet. To launch a surprise attack from the southeast, Uncle Nan had better prepare first. I don’t know much about fighting, but I have a suggestion. , although each of them carries rations with them, but there is also a small team behind the barracks who is in charge of rations. More than 100 people are harassing and feinting with rockets. They will think that you are fighting the idea of grass, and the army retreats and retreats. Bring 500 people to the front line of the sneak attack at Jingfenggang, which is two miles away, and they will not follow him again."
When he mentioned this, everyone was stunned, even Liu Xigua was a little surprised, then just tilted his head and said with some difficulty: "Uncle Nan, go and confirm..." Liu Tiannan nodded, everyone thought Ning Yi When he had difficulties, he had already opened his mouth again.
"Everyone has different things to do. I've been here for so long, and there are some things that you don't know. I don't have a big relationship with the imperial court. It's just that an old man named Qin Siyuan recently became the right prime minister. When he was in Jiangning, I went with him. After a few games of chess, there are some things that must be done now. After I leave here, I will go to Beijing to do my part..." He smiled and cupped his hands, "The blood-handed man Tu Ning Liheng, although the way is different, but Nice to meet you all…”
"You can go..."
"...you have gunpowder next to you."
Two rockets shot from a distance!
Everyone in the Ba Dao Camp knew about Ning Yi's record of using gunpowder in Taiping Lane. At the beginning, when he was in the Ba Dao Camp, everyone was naturally wary and would not allow him to touch too many of these things, but after he got there, he gradually trusted him and naturally let go. Ning Yi made some preparations when he left the city. We don't know if there is any gunpowder, but although this area is relatively empty, there are still a few small cars with the other party's debris. The rockets are nailed to two wooden barrels. Fang Shuchang Avoid when people are in a hurry.
Ning Yi just got out of the tent, and naturally he had already opened a few meters away from Liu Xigua. Liu Xigua felt that he couldn't run, and was restless, so naturally he didn't care too much. One of the barrels was right next to the tent. If she wanted to hunt down Ning Yi, she would be approaching the powder barrel. Ning Yi was already backing away, but when he looked over, the girl's gaze still made him stunned.
From the first three questions, after Ning Yi almost tacitly spoke outside the tent, she seemed to have lost some kind of strength, and the sentence that Liu Tiannan was asked to check was also extremely difficult to say. Those words after that, maybe all the words Ning Yi said, have a meaning in the hearts of others, but in her heart, she has no idea what it has become. At this time, when Ning Yi looked over, it was difficult to describe the feeling of the girl opposite. She stood there with a thin body and tried her best to be strong, with her head slightly tilted. Her facial features were delicate and pale, as if she was about to become transparent. The strange and crystal clear feeling of her, that may be the reflection of the Milky Way in the sky in her moist eyes, for a while, there seems to be a kind of beauty that is unforgettable enough to make people feel unforgettable.
Ning Yi saw that the thin and pale lips moved slightly, she was talking, like she was talking to herself, but at that moment, Ning Yi heard the words, like water drops on the quiet water. superior.
"...I won't let you go."
Ning Yi immediately raised his gun! The girl leaned down, her slender legs exploding with strength, ripples rolled out on the grass, and countless water droplets flew, marking marks in the air...
"what-"
Those eyes seemed to be staring at his soul, approaching, Ning Yi sighed in his heart, and moved the gun with difficulty.
"boom-"
The sound of gunshots, the firelight, the air that pushed away, the stray bullets shot out of the gun barrel... The blade swept in furiously—
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Yesterday, a friend said that I also posted 7,900 words, but this chapter is 3,800 words again, and I don’t plan to fill in any messy content. The third episode has the last chapter, double the second to last. God, ask for a monthly pass ^_^
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