C445

After the news of the distant victory spread, Ji City was stained with a layer of joy.

The people were immersed in the atmosphere of victory and stability, and they did not realize that some changes had quietly begun. Various forces began to move frequently, and officials who felt guilty chose to thank guests behind closed doors.

Qi Chenyun has been to King Mo's residence several times, and he intends to do something. He doesn't ask Qi Moxuan to help him, as long as he doesn't stop him.

This is just a matter on the surface, secretly Qi Chenyun and Bei Yuehua also reached an agreement. He and his father, Qi Hao, are still different. If you want to do something, you have to do it cleanly. He doesn't care about the length of time, because now he has plenty of time.

Bai Chengxiao is also busy. He really tries his best to collect what Su Qing wants. Because Su Qingjiu gave him a promise that as long as there were enough things, their side would not suffer more than a thousand casualties.

As a former battlefield commander, I hope that the more soldiers live, the better. Therefore, he will do whatever it takes to meet Su Qing's requirements.

All forces are changing, and Su Qingjiu has a bad feeling. She prepared with Qi Moxuan, and she probably talked about how to arrange troops on paper. These days, when she is free, she takes Qi Moxuan to discuss the art of war.

I have to admit that Qi Moxuan's leading ability is too strong!

Su Qingjiu thinks about her own situation. If she doesn't use the unconventional weapons such as explosives she made in modern times, she will lose when she meets Qi Moxuan.

"I'll go. Qi Moxuan, to be honest, have you ever had an itch?" Su Qingjiu knelt on the stone bench with his legs, his hands on his cheeks, and his eyes looked at the people opposite him with admiration.

This time, she was convinced that she was able to handle the troops so skillfully that she didn't waste any money in using them. Besides admiration, she still admired them.

Night attack, dark stab, wreck, feign, empty city, a series of stratagems have been talking about Su Qingjiu's cold back. She secretly congratulates herself that she and Qi Moxuan are not enemies, otherwise these tricks are enough for her.

Think about the stratagems in her mind, and compare them with Qi Moxuan's. Su Qingjiu finds that there is a stratagem that Qi Moxuan hasn't talked about. It's a beauty trick.

Although this skill is a little despicable, if it can be attacked, it is not bad at all.

"What are you grinning at?" Qi Moxuan couldn't help but raise his hand and hook Su Qingjiu's nose.

Looking down, Su Qingjiu looked into Qi Moxuan's eyes intently and said, "I'm thinking, you've been fighting for so many years, haven't the enemy ever used a beauty trick for you?"

"According to your age on the battlefield, you are probably the best candidate for husband in the hearts of women all over the country.".

What can't you think of something good? Qi Moxuan is embarrassed and helpless. How can he explain this problem. It's not that he doesn't have it. It's just that he doesn't know how to do it. Everyone is the same in front of him.

"Wine son, there was no other woman before her husband, and there will be no other woman in the future, so don't think much about it." avoiding Su Qing's question, Qi Moxuan also gave an answer.

As far as he is concerned, he is also clean and dedicated, and the person who has been identified will not change.

"Before I don't care, after you have a try", Ao Jiao threat, Su Qing wine back to her sitting place. Shaking legs, humming a ditty, continue to see the layout of Qi Moxuan.

One layout, one break, this is the fastest training method. Qi Moxuan was also surprised. He knew what books Su Qingjiu was interested in. He didn't expect a person who was not interested in the art of war. After he said a few points, she could draw inferences from one instance.

It was a terrible instinct. If Su was given time to drink, if they were enemies, she would be the biggest enemy in his life.

He is not arrogant, patient and smart enough. If he wants to win such a person, he will pay a high price.

It's a good thing they're not enemies.

"Think, think, this is really hard..." , biting her lips, she said a few words to herself from time to time. Su Qingjiu frowned. She had a very simple solution, but she couldn't use it. This really made her sad.

"The art of war is so boring. Qi Moxuan, how did you study it?" , the white paper is buckled on the table, and Su Qingjiu is lying on the table with a decadent look.

This solution is really similar to his, although there are some shortcomings, but the direction is generally accurate.

Qi Moxuan touched Su Qingjiu's hair and said with a smile: "there's nothing because, some things have to be done...".

This is really powerless to refute, Su poured wine and curled his lips.

She suddenly thought of her identity with Qi Moxuan, she is the prime minister's nine miss. Don't talk about the teenagers in prime minister's mansion, just talk about the girls. One is not willing to do those things, and the other may be willing to do them. This is probably the benefit of more people.

Qi Moxuan is more miserable. He has no brothers or sisters. Mo Hongyue's identity is that he does not study the art of war, but calligraphy, which is expected to be laughed at by the world.

"OK, you're the God of war. You're right about everything you say." after complimenting Qi Moxuan, Su Qingjiu jumped down from the stone bench and turned back and said, "I think, you can cut off the water, then use the wind to stir up some dark thorns, and then set fire.""Don't say, the princess still has one thing to do." without looking back, Su Qingjiu only went to the small house in the courtyard. This time, she used her brain too much.

"Ha ha, I'm really smart, but I don't pay much attention to it." Qi Moxuan put away the solution of Su Qing's wine paintings. They were all right, but the conspirators hated war and didn't want to be meticulous at all.

There's nothing I can do. I just don't want to learn this art of war. Su Qingjiu is lying on the bed. Recently, she has begun to collect the net. She can screen out some people who can work for her

to fight with Qi Chenzhe. He doesn't know her, which is the only advantage for her. In her hand, there is no weakness of Qi Chenzhe, but in Qi Chenzhe's hand, there are people she has to face.

In any case, when they have no way to go back and only have a hard time, she must first settle the people she wants to save.

It's been two years. Let's try where the people she trained have grown up.

The way of playing chess is already open. In this chaotic world, I'm tired step by step. Su Qingjiu closed her eyes. She probably needs to hold the knife again after today.

The news that the unknown assassins came back with Qi Chenzhe, wave after wave, and the dark guards in King Mo's house were tired to deal with it.

Sometimes Su Qing doubts whether the assassins all over the world have come to them. Since she came, she hasn't stopped for long.

Think about all the masters who want to train assassins. They are chased by assassins almost every day in the early stage. How can they feel so strange!

PS: get up and finish what you didn't finish this morning, and then go to school, sighing ~