Xie Jingchen was soaking in the water, when he turned his head, he saw smoke coming from the place where he put his clothes.
He glanced back, Dong Chenglang was taking a bath in the small pool not far away, having a great time.
Xie Jingchen quickly got up from the water, when the smoking clothes were already on fire.
He quickly put out the fire.
It was the pants that were on fire. When I picked it up, I saw two big holes in the buttocks.
Xie Jingchen's eyes were cold, and he looked around, but found no one.
Although he was taking a bath, he wasn't so vigilant that he wouldn't notice anyone approaching.
And someone must have such a bad taste to burn his clothes.
Xie Jingchen thought it was unusual for his clothes to catch fire.
He took a closer look, and found that the first place to catch fire was the weeds in the crevices of the rocks. It is not easy to set fire in this place.
He still remembered that when he took the clothes just now, the transparent object that was snapped off from the telescope was originally hidden in the clothes, but the wind probably moved the clothes and slipped out.
Intuition told him that the clothes caught fire had something to do with this transparent object.
Since entering the Nanliang barracks, he has often come to this small river to take a bath. The difference between today and the past is that he brought this thing.
He had to study how the thing caught fire, but now he had to think about how to get back for a while.
Xie Jingchen looked at his burned pants and felt a throbbing pain in his head.
He fixed his eyes on Dong Chenglang's clothes.
The clothes of the two of them are not far away.
Xie Jingchen struggled a bit, but decided to trick his teammates.
Dong Chenglang soaked comfortably in the water for a quarter of an hour before going ashore to put on his clothes.
Pick up the pants and have a look.
Dong Chenglang was dumbfounded.
Good pants, why are there such two big holes?
If you wear it back, you won't lose your face?
Dong Chenglang glanced around, but didn't see Xie Jingchen's person, so he quickly changed his pants.
Just as he picked it up, there was the sound of splashing water, and Xie Jingchen got up from the water.
How can the trousers that have been changed with great difficulty be changed back?
Dong Chenglang blushed.
Thinking that he is the dignified son of Marquis Ning's mansion, the nephew of General Shi, who actually stole someone's pants
But losing face in front of one person is better than losing face in front of a hundred thousand soldiers.
Dong Chenglang grabbed his pants and ran, "Wait for me, wait for me to bring you the pants!"
Xie Jingchen, ""
Dong Chenglang ran away.
Xie Jingchen could only continue to soak in the water.
There is no one around, just to study how transparent objects make clothes catch fire.
He looked left and right and didn't see anything strange.
Facing the sun, the spot of light just hit the center of his brow.
After a while, the center of the eyebrows became hot.
This discovery made Xie Jingchen's eyes light up.
In order to verify his guess, Xie Jingchen went ashore and took some hay to test.
Soaked in water, the hay is placed on the hot stones that emerge from the water.
Soon, the hay will catch up.
It was burning, and there was movement in the distance.
As soon as Xie Jingchen raised his hand, the burning grass was extinguished and flowed down with the water.
Dong Chenglang brought a bundle, blushing.
Xie Jingchen got out of the water, Dong Chenglang opened the bag, there were at least four or five pairs of trousers inside.
Xie Jingchen looked at him and said, "What are you doing with so many pants?"
"You can pick whatever you want," Dong Chenglang said.
""
"You must not tell about the fact that I stole your pants."
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In the end, Dong Chenglang's voice became smaller and smaller, and the roots of his ears were as red as if carved from blood jade.
Xie Jingchen didn't speak, and silently picked out a pair of pants and put them on.
Dong Chenglang patted Xie Jingchen on the shoulder and said, "This time we are really good brothers wearing a pair of trousers."
Xie Jingchen twitched the corner of his mouth.
Why is this person so similar to Chu Shun and the others?
If you are in Daqi, you will definitely become a good brother.
As soon as he thought this way, Dong Chenglang said viciously, "If I want to know who burned my pants, I have to peel off several layers of his skin!"
Xie Jingchen suddenly felt his nose itchy, but he didn't sneeze.
Maybe it's because he didn't burn his pants, but changed them?
After taking a bath, Xie Jingchen went back to the barracks and watched the officers and soldiers pushing things with carts.
The ground of the barracks was uneven in some places, the cart rolled over a raised stone, the cart swayed violently, the bag on the cart vibrated, and a few grains of rice fell out.
Xie Jingchen took a few glances, and the corner of his mouth curled up.
Daqi, barracks.
Su Jin wrote two letters, dried the ink, folded them carefully and stuffed them into an envelope.
Outside the curtain, the voice of the dark guard came, "Shi Zifei."
"Come in," Su Jin said.
Only then did the dark guard pick up the curtain and walk in.
Su Jin handed the two letters to him, and said, "Help me send these two letters to Beimo and give them to Princess Jingshan."
"Especially this one, it must be handed over to her face to face, and it must not fall into the hands of others."
The dark guard did not expect Su Jin to let him go to Beimo.
Since I specifically exhorted him, it can be seen that the content of this letter is unusual.
"I'm leaving now," Anwei said.
The dark guard turned around and left.
Before leaving, Xing'er glanced at Xing'er, Xing'er opened her mouth, and only said one thing: go early and return early.
The dark guard was overjoyed.
Is this because you are reluctant to let him go?
"What else do you have to say to me?" the dark guard asked.
Xing'er was a little embarrassed, An Wei said, "Don't tell me I'm leaving."
Seeing him turn around, Xing'er hurriedly said, "I heard from Princess Jingshan's maid that Beimo's dim sum is very delicious. When you come back, can you bring me some?"
The dark guard, ""
The dark guard turned his head and left.
If he didn't leave again, he was afraid that he would spurt blood in Shi Zifei's camp.
After leaving the tent, the sun above his head was particularly dazzling, and the dark guard felt a little dizzy.
Inside the tent, Myolie pursed her lips, and Su Jin glared at her, "You."
Myolie felt a little wronged, "I didn't want to say it, but he asked me."
The dark guard was going to do business, and she thought it shouldn't be done by someone bringing her food.
But when the hidden guard asked, she couldn't hold back and said it. If she had known that he was not happy, she would not have said it.
Xing'er continued to grind ink, Su Jin saw it and said, "There is no need to grind ink."
Xing'er looked at the ink path in the inkstone, "It's wasted."
Su Jin thought for a while, "Then write two more letters."
She hasn't written to Tang Corporation for a long time, and there is also the princess.
After Su Jin finished writing the letter, he was about to send it to Dongxiang Hou, and asked him to send someone back to Beijing.
As soon as she got up, Dongxiang Hou just sent someone to call her.
The dark guard left the barracks to go to the border, and he must report this matter to the prince.
Su Jin sent a letter to Princess Beimo, which inevitably made people wonder what was going on, especially since the secret guard was leaving immediately.
Dongxiang Hou was afraid that something might happen, so he asked Su Jin to ask.
Entering the big tent in the army, Hou Dongxiang looked at Su Jin and said, "You sent a letter to Princess Beimo, but what's the matter?"
Su Jin didn't nod or shake his head, just said, "I have something to ask Princess Beimo, I don't know if she can do it."
"I will report to my father when the dark guard returns."
It's a dispensable thing, and the Marquis of Dongxiang didn't care about it.
Su Jin sent the written home letter.
Just sending two letters was a waste of manpower, so Dongxiang Hou wrote one himself, and all the generals wrote it.
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The messenger hurried back to Beijing with a load of letters on his back. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com