Dandere General and his Lord

Chapter 7

After a day and night of cleaning the battlefield, Bianzhou City opened the city gates on all sides to welcome the alliance army.

On this day, the war flags of various colors covered the sky and the sun, and the princes from all walks of life ordered their troops and horses, and the dàngdàng entered Bianzhou.

Mo Qiaosheng led his team and silently waited in the shadow cast by the city wall.

The troops formed by slaves were large in number, and there was no need to enter the city. After sending the lord to the city, they would be arranged to be stationed in the open space outside the city.

When the banner embroidered with the Chinese character Jin passed by, Mo Qiaosheng couldn't help but probe for the figure.

After a short while, I saw Long Wen's sword, and the soldiers came over with a canopy covered with eight bars.

On Yushang sat lazily a young lord with a golden crown on his head and a face like a crown of jade.

He leaned slightly, listening to the accompanying attendant.

A handsome attendant, accompanied by a sedan chair, raised a reddish face, said something, and the Marquis of Jinyue laughed softly.

Mo Qiaosheng's eyes followed his smile in the sun all the way.

"Is that the Marquis of Jinyue? He does seem to be a gentle master." Ah Feng stood beside Mo Qiaosheng and said slightly sideways.

"Are you fantasizing about being his slave? Don't be stupid. People like us can only live and die at the mercy of fate. Where do we have the right to choose our own lives."

Ah Feng's mean voice rang in his ears.

However, the words "become his slave" were like a seed, instantly planted in Mo Qiaosheng's humble heart, and even a pitiful tender sprout appeared immediately.

Jinyuehou's eyes seemed to look over inadvertently, and Mo Qiaosheng couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

Sir, will you see me?

No, no, so many people, how could he see a slave like me.

But the prince who was sitting high on the sedan chair seemed to smile at him and nodded, and raised his finger a little to indicate.

Mo Qiaosheng clenched his hands and lowered his head.

He felt the bud of delusion in his heart, like a vine in the field, growing wildly, tying the whole heart fiercely.

This master, he not only gave me food and clothes, but most importantly, he did not force me or force me to do the things I hate the most.

He is so gentle and considerate of my frailty, giving me all kinds of care.

He even respected the dignity of a slave, even though he was taking medicine, he didn't take off my clothes casually.

If I am fortunate enough to be the slave of such a master, I will swear allegiance to him.

pity,

This is all delusion.

...

Cheng Qianye sat on the rickety sedan chair and listened boredly to Xiao Xiu's amusing words beside him.

Cheng Qianye thought, the privileged class is really good, so many people carry them around, and there are beautiful attendants by their side at all times, doing all they can to make you happy.

But I really don't like fighting, being the boss, and grabbing territory.

My hobbies are playing the piano, clubbing, bullying my brother, and at most one extra line to earn some money.

My god, when will I be able to get out of this life with the goal of dominating the world and return to my modern society full of vulgar tastes, can’t I just point the system to jiāo and go back?

In the crowd of black ants, Cheng Qianye saw a familiar figure. His body was clear and translucent blue, and he stood out among the turbid colors.

It was the slave from the night before, who was looking at me too.

Although Cheng Qianye has not yet figured out why some people have such beautiful colors.

But it's rare and charming.

Just like people are naturally attracted to beautiful things, Cheng Qianye couldn't help but be kinder to such people.

Cheng Qianye raised his hand slightly to greet him.

He bowed his head, is he shy?

It's both pathetic and cute.

In such a dense crowd, he was the only one whose color was both beautiful and eye-catching, which made me see him at a glance.

Like a huge gem, people can hardly take their eyes off it.

Cheng Qianye touched his chin, I want to bring him to my side.

She said to Xiao Xiu, "Go and find out what the old pervert from Weibeihou likes besides men."

After entering the city, Cheng Qianye first grabbed a beautiful building and a pleasant environment for himself. It is said that it was a princess mansion in the previous dynasty.

Now that he has seen that Lu Yao is not really by his side.

Cheng Qianye didn't bother to show hypocrisy with him, so he simply sent him to deal with general affairs. Only Xiao Xiu was kept by his side to serve, so that outsiders would not feel that Young Master Yu's temperament had changed too much.

Lu Yao is obviously more interested in the title of the newly appointed "General Manager of General Affairs" than the title of "the first male favorite around the lord".

He quickly jumped into the new position with great enthusiasm, and took care of Cheng Qianye's daily life comfortably and in good order.

It's a pity that Cheng Qianye doesn't have time to enjoy the luxurious life of the ancient nobles.

She was not allowed to participate in the military conferences held by Li Wenguang, large or small.

These men were so excited by the victory that they debated day and night.

On various military affairs, tactics.

Some people proposed to advance by land and water, forming a horn-like trend, pointing directly at Haojing and regaining lost ground in one fell swoop.

Some people suggested that the troops should be divided into three groups, echoing each other, and gradually expanding the base.

Arguing too much.

Cheng Qianye couldn't understand, and couldn't walk.

But she really didn't want to fight like this, it was an inexplicable fight for her.

So she said that she could lead her troops to stay and defend the city, consolidate the base in the rear, and provide security for the front line.

All the princes were stunned for a moment, and then praised her in unison for being prudent, taking into account the overall situation, and being commendable for her loyalty.

But Cheng Qianye clearly saw that there was an emotional color behind everyone that only appeared when he saw an idiot.

Cheng Qianye said haha ​​on the face, and complained in his heart:

Go and snatch your turf. Since the old lady traveled here inexplicably, she hangs herself, fights for a while, and the mess is never clean.

When you all get out of here, let me calm down, take a rest, and smooth it out, what kind of ghost world have I entered.

She came out of the conference room, her staff Zhang Fu followed behind, and with that usual gentle face, asked: "Why does the lord want to lead my department to stay in Bianzhou?"

Cheng Qianye actually liked this Zhang Fu very much in her heart, even though she knew that Zhang Fu looked down on her a little.

In the memory she inherited, this Zhang Fu was indeed a resourceful and famous person, and at a young age, he was the most reliant staff of the old Jin Weihou.

Cheng Qianye was a newcomer and was blinded everywhere. In fact, he really hoped to get such a sincere help.

And the amethyst-like color that came with him really made Cheng Qianye like it.

Therefore, Cheng Qianye always subconsciously expressed some kind of flattery towards him, hoping that he would slowly like him a little bit.

At this time, she could never say that she wanted to rest and was afraid of fighting.

So she hesitantly said: "I think although the Allied troops are numerous, they are not in the same mood. Although they won the battle for a while, they seem to have high morale. But the battle line is long, so it's hard to say. Why don't we occupy this Bianzhou? , Steady and steady, it is enough to make the people's livelihood and city defense in this city well, and put it into my Dajin territory."

Zhang Fu raised his eyebrows slightly, showing a little bit of surprise, "It turns out that the lord really has a long-term plan, and the minister can't match it."

Cheng Qianye took a long breath, he knew that Zhang Fu did not agree with her statement.

But the color of contempt and contempt that always haunted him was not deepened by his nonsense at least.

For an ordinary little white-collar worker who was only an ordinary white-collar worker before the time-travel, the problems that need to be solved at this moment are simply too many threads, a mess, and there is no way to start.

She can only entrust important tasks such as military supplies and logistics to Xiao Jin, the only one she can trust.

Then he placed He Lanzhen and Yu Dunsu, who he liked, to be in charge of the soldiers' drills.

Of course, for the veterans left by the Marquis of Jinwei, Cheng Qianye did not dare to move their positions easily.

Although many of them are like Zhang Fu, they are respectful to Cheng Qianye on the surface, but in fact there is always a look of disdain in their hearts.

But it can't be blamed on them either. Whoever named Cheng Qianye's replacement brother turned out to be an unreliable wine bag and rice bag.

All these things can be done slowly.

Right now, for Cheng Qianye, the most important thing is a small matter.

She can't ride a horse.

In this era of war, as the lord of a vassal state, it is really unreasonable to not be able to ride a horse.