Chapter 21 There is a sigh that calls for helplessness

Finally stopped. Although several people in the room had tried their best to calm down, they still had a few quarrels from time to time. It was not until after Hai, because they had to patrol the barracks, these big soldiers suspended their activities for a day.

And Liu Yanzhao, who was confused, finally had a clean ear. In addition, he applied medicine, which made him much more comfortable. Last night, he stayed up all night in pain. At this moment, it was time for sleepiness.

In the haze, he seemed to hear a sound. When he raised his head, Zhang Yun, who was on duty, had already come in. Seeing Liu Yanzhao wake up, he immediately stepped forward quickly, "Major General, the captain of the Chongtian Battalion of the Jianxiong Army wants to see you."

Lieutenant of the 'Chongtian' camp, Liu Yanzhao was still stunned for a moment, and then suddenly woke up. Isn't this Chang Lei?

Zhang Yun and others don't know his name. Of course, they only refer to his official position.

It's just that it's getting late. Why did Chang Lei come? Liu Yanzhao also wants to visit him tomorrow. First, his health can be better, and second, he is afraid that the depression in the other party's heart has not dissipated.

Is there anything important to come here at this time?

Thinking of this, Liu Yanzhao hurriedly got up. Qilang, who was beside him, woke up when he heard the sound. Seeing this situation, he hurried forward to help him and put on the sweatshirt he took off from his sleep.

When he went out of the door, he could see the burly Chang Lei, standing quietly in the moonlight without saying a word. In front of him were Liu Tian and several men on the night patrol.

"Brother Chang!"

He waved back to Liu Tian, Zhang Yun and others, and let Qilang enter the house to continue to rest. Liu Yanzhao walked towards Chang Lei.

Seeing Liu Yanzhao, Chang Lei hesitated for a moment, and then strode forward and asked softly, "Is Liulang's injury healed?"

His face was a little haggard and his voice was hoarse.

He smiled bitterly twice, and Liu Yanzhao carefully sat down on the masonry threshold of the eaves. "Recently, there have been more punishments, and the injury will be better and slow. Does Brother Chang's injury matter?"

Sitting down beside Liu Yanzhao, Chang Lei answered in a low voice, "My body is rough and thick. It's okay to take some medicine. I'll send you some later."

Shaking his head, Liu Yanzhao replied, "This is not necessary. Brother Chang's kindness is taken by the little brother, but he just asked for some from his brother, so there is no shortage of medicine now. I think this injury will be better tomorrow."

"That's good."

Chang Lei answered in a low voice, and then looked at the quiet night in the distance in silence. Liu Yanzhao also stopped talking, and the two sat quietly like this.

"Liulang, you're right. What Jianxiong's army lacks is not this title, but a military soul. Over the years, there has been less fighting in Jinyang City, which is indeed not as good as before."

For a long time, Chang Lei said softly. Liu Yanzhao understood that he had figured it out. In this way, there would be less trouble in the matter of Jianxiong Army.

Although he was happy in his heart, when he saw Chang Lei's appearance, his eyes were full of loneliness, which made him feel happy. "Brother Chang, reputation and dignity are what men value. You and I are just soldiers who protect the family and protect the country, so for a team, there is a clear distinction between people in each battalion and brigade. The imperial court and even the brigade itself is not a good thing.

Chang Lei sighed, "You're right, but I couldn't let go before. I was hit by the general yesterday, and I understood a lot."

In the warm evening breeze, Liu Yanzhao took care of his scattered temples and comforted him with a smile, "Brother Chang can figure it out, and the younger brother is also relieved. It's true that my father took over the Jianxiong army, and he may not change its name. After all, this is sealed by the previous emperor's manual, and the drill is nothing more than It's for the cooperation between the teams, so Brother Chang doesn't need such a loss.

However, the latter's face did not ease. He sighed deeply and said quietly, "These brothers also understand, but if it hadn't been for you and the soldiers of Daizhou City, Chang Lei would have been living in the illusion and living in the legend of Jianxiong Army, but the truth is that no one can believe it..."

"Brother Chang, since your ancestors can write brilliantly, I think you can also do it. The legend of Jianxiong Army can be completely recreated by you."

Knowing that this was impossible, the Northern Han Dynasty soon surrendered to the Song Dynasty, but in this situation, Liu Yanzhao could only continue to comfort the sad and lost person.

His eyes were still staring at the front. Unconsciously, Chang Lei clenched his fist, and his chest seemed to have tens of millions more. He whispered for a long time, "Thank you, Liulang..."

Maybe the heart knot was untied, and Chang Lei was much better. He chatted with Liu Yanzhao for a long time in the night. Of course, most of them were in the situation of the Northern Han Dynasty.

Speaking of this, both of them are a little depressed, especially when it comes to Khitan, Liu Yanzhao can clearly feel the unwillingness and helplessness in his words.

At the end, Chang Lei got up and patted the dust behind his buttocks. "Anyway, as long as the court is still there, I will be the emperor's charge. It's getting late. Liulang should go into the house early and rest!"

After saying that, he walked back, but Liu Yanzhao was in trouble. After sitting for a long time, his legs were a little numb and there was pain in his back, so it was troublesome to stand up. Zhang Yun has taken people to patrol the night in the distance, and the silence in the room has returned. It seems that he still has to rely on himself.

Straighten his upper body and raised his buttocks from the ground little by little. Finally, he stood up and exhaled out in one breath. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and laughed at himself and said, "It seems that I'm not a useless person!"

When Liu Yanzhao was about to move into the room, Qilang quickly came out and held him. His words were full of complaints, "Brother Six, you haven't recovered yet. You didn't call when you entered the house."

This boy should have been careful and didn't dare to sleep. Liu Yanzhao suddenly had a complex emotion that he didn't know whether to be scolded or moved. When his words came to his mouth, it turned into a slightly apologetic smile. "I thought the seventh brother had fallen asleep for fear of disturbing your rest."

Qi Lang rolled his eyes dissatisfiedly and said, "What's the sixth brother? You and my brother, these little brothers should serve you. How did you become so ordinary? It's not like the usual you at all!"

For Qilang's words, Liu Yanzhao just smiled awkwardly. Maybe the medicine had an effect. The sweatshirt did not stick to the wound, which saved a lot of things when he took it off.

Lie down**, thinking about the previous conversation with Chang Lei. Although the gully in his heart has been eliminated, I'm afraid it's not so easy to really control the Jianxiong army. After all, He Feng can't be removed for the time being, and Ma Yuan is also a headache.

Maybe you have to think of a way to get rid of Ma Yuan, and the rest should be much simpler.

Thinking, thinking, the sleepiness came again. Liu Yanzhao's consciousness slowly blurred, and soon he entered his dream.

At this moment, Ma Yuan had a gloomy face, staring at the pale yellow lights shaking in the room.

"You mean that many people in the Jianxiong army have begun to obey Liu Jiye's orders?"

The voice was a little cold. The man standing in front of him couldn't help lowering his head a little. Later, he replied in a low voice, "Yes, little master, Liu Jiye made that pair of performances, kindness and power. Most of the brothers in the army have lost the complaints of the past few days."

Listen to the voice, this person is the commander of Jianxiong's army, He Feng.

"Bang!"

The palm of his hand clapped on the table, which shocked him inexplicably. The little master was also a moody person, and he didn't want to be implicated by it. Now He Feng feels very wronged. He has delicious food in Jinyang City. He didn't expect to be involved in this power struggle. It's really an unstoppable disaster.

"Give me hold on to the team, or it will be all controlled by Liu Jiye. Can you still stay in Daizhou City?"

Feeling the sharp eyes coming over, He Feng only felt his scalp numb, but he still hurriedly answered, "I understand, I will be more careful."

After saying that, He Feng paused and raised his head slightly. He looked at Ma Yuan, who had not softened his face. He hesitated a little, but still said, "Master, it's too late now. Do I have to go back to the camp first, which also saves Liu Jiye's suspicion."

"Humph!"

Ma Yuan snorted coldly and said even disdainfully, "I'm afraid that he will do something, so I will stay here all night and go back to the camp tomorrow. If he asks, he will say that I am looking for you to do military affairs. As for what, let Liu Jiye come to me to find out. I still don't believe it. The observer given by the emperor doesn't have this power!"

Listening to the aggressive meaning in Ma Yuan's words, He Feng can only agree again and again, and he can only do so. At this moment, he is angry. If he mentions Liu Jiye again, he will only ask for fun.

After sending away He Feng, Ma Yuan got up and looked at the next room. There was a middle-aged man wearing a purple veil head scarf and a white wide shirt.

"Mr. Yan."

Stepping into the house, Ma Yuan did not have the arrogance just now, because the person in front of him was one of his father's more valued staff. As for who his last name was, Ma Yuan did not know what his name was. He just called Mr. Yan together and thought he was surnamed Yan.

"You also heard what Mr. Yan said just now. What are you going to do next?"

Sitting down, Ma Yuan asked directly. Although Mr. Yan had never been an official and dressed as an ordinary scholar, his vision was extremely vicious and quite a little ability.

"The second son, don't be impatient. Liu Jiye has been in Daizhou City for many years, not to mention that he has won a lot of prestige against Song and Liao, so he will only give people a handle and break the adult's plan."

"What's your opinion, sir?"

"I dare not believe it. These Liu Jiye's achievements are outstanding, and there are many people who hate him in the court. Therefore, as long as the second son can collect the evidence of his betrayal of the enemy or plotting rebellion, can the suspicious saint still keep him? And these should not be difficult for the second son.

"What Mr. Ma Yuan pointed out is," Ma Yuan couldn't help nodding, "I can't bear it and mess up the big plan. Fortunately, I have a gentleman to help me. Please add more in the future and let Yuan Shao make some mistakes."

"The second son is serious, and he will do his best."

The posture shown by Ma Yuan made Mr. Yan very useful. He stroked his beard with his right hand, and his eyes were full of appreciation and satisfaction.

In the barracks, Wang Gui strode into Liu Jiye's house.

"General, He Feng went to Ma Yuan's house in Daizhou City. I don't think he will go back to the camp tonight."

I heard someone report before that He Feng was not in the camp. Wang Gui immediately kept his heart and sent his confidant to inquire. Although the other party made a cover-up, Daizhou City was full of his own people inside and outside. The news came, and it was really the same as he expected.

This one went to Ma Yuan's place.

At this time, Liu Jiye, as the coach, had not rested and was looking at the topographic map of the Northern Han Dynasty under the oil lamp. The surrounding Song Dynasty state government was gathering troops. I'm afraid that there will be a big move. Liu Jiye was not in the mood to go home to rest, so he simply stayed in the camp.

Hearing Wang Gui's voice, Liu Jiye raised his head and pondered for a moment, "I know. It's getting late. Don't be on duty at night. Go back and have a rest!"

Wang Gui wanted to say something else, but when he saw Liu Jiye leaning against the back of the chair and slowly closing his eyes, he could only choked back, saluted and walked out.

"Alas..."

After Wang Gui left, Liu Jiye sighed, and more than a few desolate and helplessness dispersed in the room.