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Volume 1 The Border Town of the Empire Chapter 637 This word is so ugly

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    Please vote for the month Chapter 637: This word is so ugly Mu Xiaoyao sat in the yard and watched the guards move the salute into the yard. He turned around and saw the big dog sitting listlessly smoking a pipe.  Logically speaking, Big Dog should be busy arranging things at the baggage camp, but he didn't know why he came here and squatted.  "Big dog, what are you doing?" Mu Xiaoyao asked.  The big dog raised his head and glanced at Mu Xiaoyao. He was stunned for a while and then shook his head: "I just feel uncomfortable here. I want to ask Xiao Fangfang when we are leaving." "Leaving just after arriving?" Mu Xiaoyao was surprised.  After a moment: "Are you worried?" Da Quan puffed his pipe and stood up, curling his lips: "Mu Xiaoyao actually asked me if I was worried Since you quit drinking, you have become less and less like this  Mu Xiaoyao. I remember when you were in Fangu, if you saw me squatting next to you smoking a pipe, you would never ask me if I had anything on my mind. " Mu Xiaoyao went over and kicked the big dog in the butt.  : "Get out!" "That's right!" The big dog smiled, rubbed his butt and walked out the door: "If Fang Jie comes back, send someone to let me know. I really have something to see him He will go first  Observing the enemy's situation on the city wall, I guess I have to go to the Governor's Mansion to have a drink. I won't be able to come back before dark Sigh, I'd better go back and chew my pig's trotters. " Mu Xiaoyao laughed and called you a bitch, big dog.  He twisted his butt in cooperation.  Looking at the big dog¡¯s leaving figure, the smile on Mu Xiaoyao¡¯s mouth gradually disappeared.  ¡°There must be something serious going on with him, and it¡¯s definitely not a good thing.¡± She said.  Shen Qingshan was slightly stunned, then shook his head: "You know him better than me. He hides when he sees me. It seems that the two of us haven't spoken more than a hundred words together. I don't know why he hates me.  "He just doesn't want to talk to me." "He's afraid of you." Mu Xiaoyao looked at the lush trees in the yard and said, "He was afraid of you from the beginning. You were only a few years old at that time, but he  But he always avoids you as if he has encountered a nemesis. Maybe it¡¯s because his nose is too sensitive. There is always something uncomfortable about you.¡± Shen Qingshan smiled helplessly: ¡°You said.  He has something on his mindLooking at the way he is just idle all day long, he doesn't look like a person who can hold any thoughts." "That's because you don't understand him," Mu Xiaoyao said with some regret, "If it wasn't for Fang Jie later.  When asked, who knew that Big Dog would be the surviving prince of the Shang Dynasty? In order to catch him, the Sui Dynasty never gave up for so many years. I remember that on the way from Fangu to the capital, I met a dog seller.  Da Quan recognized a few things from the Shang Palace, but no one paid attention to them at that time Later I thought that the dog seller might be someone from the Da Nai Guards Department.  Such a coincidence?" Shen Qingshan felt a little incredible.  "Who knows" Mu Xiaoyao said: "He always looks annoying, but there is a kind of persistence in his bones that is incomprehensible. Maybe someone like him has something on his mind.  I don¡¯t want to say it out loud, but I want to carry it myself. He came to Fang Jie, and I¡¯m afraid that something will happen to him that he can¡¯t handle.¡± ¡°Go and ask him.¡±  "If you are really worried, it's better to ask directly." "Forget it" Mu Xiaoyao shook his head: "If he wants to tell me, he won't wait for me to ask. If he looks for Fang Jie instead of us, then  He definitely doesn¡¯t want too many people to know about this. It doesn¡¯t mean that he doesn¡¯t trust us. Maybe it¡¯s because this matter is very important to him and he can¡¯t say it easily.¡± ¡°You seem to trust him.¡±  Fan asked.  "Yeah" Mu Xiaoyao hummed, "Just like I trust him as much as I trust you now." Shen Qingshan nodded, understanding.  "I don't know how long I will stay in Yongzhou this time." She glanced at the busy soldiers on the street outside: "I don't know why, I have never liked this place. I always feel that something bad will happen here, maybe  It's just that I'm thinking randomly With my temperament, I don't feel uneasy wherever I go, but here, there is an odor that makes me uneasy." "I hope this battle will be over soon." Mu Xiaoyao laughed.  He smiled, walked over and sat across from Shen Qingshan: "We are already here, have you ever thought about going back to the teacher's gate to have a look?" Shen Qingshan was stunned, and after a while he shook his head."Forget it, there's no point in going back. When we left, the sect was almost in ruins. What are we going to see when we go back? If we don't go back, the sect will still exist in our minds. If we go back, what we see is a mess of ruins and ruins.  The memories are gone." Mu Xiaoyao lowered his head and said, "I would like to go back and see After all, it was Master who raised me." "Then I will go back with you." "If so.  The master is still there, the master is still there, and the senior and junior sisters are still there. If they see you and I going back hand in hand, they will definitely be jumpy. Thinking about it this way, it seems a bit interesting. " Mu Xiaoyao was a little excited.  He nodded: "I'll talk to Fang Jie when he comes back soon!"     Having learned the lesson of the little chieftain's team being defeated in one fell swoop by the Han night attack, the He people's camp was heavily guarded.  King He Tuhunduobie ordered that at least 100,000 people should not take off their clothes to sleep every day, and the weapons should be within his reach.  It was rotated every day, and if anyone was slacking off or disrespectful, he would be thrown into the wild beasts.  Before launching troops against Pingshangdao, Emperor Murong Shao of Nanyan secretly visited him. After the two discussed, Tuhunduobie decided to proclaim himself King He.  According to the agreement between the various chieftains many years ago, if you want to support King He, you must obtain the unanimous approval of all the chieftains.  In order to solve this problem, Tuhun Duobie simply invited several of the most powerful chieftains in the name of sharing Nanyan's gifts, and killed them all during the banquet.  Then he sent troops out overnight to level those few villages.  When he summoned all the chieftains to discuss matters, he announced that he would be King He, and no one dared to object.  Coupled with the weapons and equipment given to him by Emperor Murong Shao of Nanyan, his headquarters became even stronger.  After becoming King He, the first thing Tuhun Duobie announced was the Northern Expedition.  After learning that Luo Yao was no longer in Yongzhou, the entire He clan was boiling with excitement, and the cries of revenge made the clouds in the sky tremble.  Later, when millions of troops gathered, the chieftains discovered that the power of the He people united together was still so powerful.  Since they went north, they have encountered almost no decent resistance, and Heren's self-confidence has increased unprecedentedly.  Some of them even clamored to go to the capital of the Sui people and let the Sui people also taste the taste of being enslaved.  Of course, Tuhun Dobie was not so arrogant.  Over the years, Tuhun Duobie has been learning things from the Han people, not only the historical allusions of the Han people, but also the art of war of the Han people. As long as it makes him feel that he becomes stronger because of it, he is willing to learn it.  This is the difference between him and other He people. Other He people are very resistant to everything Han people do, because the Han people have brought them great harm.  But Tuhun Duobei firmly believed that the reason why the Han people were powerful was that they were more advanced than the He people.  Before Murong Shei left, he left several very knowledgeable staff with him, which made Tuhunduo very happy. In the past, when he was studying by himself, there were always many things he didn't understand.  Although many Han people were arrested, those arrested were either ordinary people or businessmen, and they didn't know so much.  The few people Murong Shai left behind helped him a lot. When someone pointed out something he didn't understand before, he felt refreshed and could see the light of day.  Since these days, he has let his staff take turns living in his tent. If there is anything he doesn't understand, he will immediately ask.  It was a bitter experience for those few Nanyan people, and almost everyone had the experience of being pulled out of bed by him to ask questions.  "Mr. Zhao" He called out, and the Nanyan man who was already lying on the table and fell asleep immediately sat up, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and asked: "What do you want to ask, Your Majesty?" "This sentence" Tuhun  Duobie pointed at the book and asked: "Your Han art of war says, virtual and virtual, real and real. What do these four words mean? Virtual means nothing, real means there. Sometimes there is nothing. I don't understand what this means."  Nan Yan's staff rubbed his eyes and was about to explain when he heard a sudden chaos outside.  "Your Majesty!" A close confidant shouted loudly outside: "Something happened in the beast camp. The beasts didn't know what frightened them. The whole beast camp was in chaos. The wizards were controlling it, but they couldn't control it and had to come and invite them.  You." "Trash!" Tuhunduo stood up to go out. He took a step back and folded the pages of the book he was reading before striding out.  The Nanyan staff member breathed a long sigh of relief, but did not dare to go back to sleep. He took the book Tuhunduo didn't read and put it under his face, and continued to sleep on his stomach.  Tuhunduo quickly left the house and looked towards the beast camp. He heard a roar of beasts far away.  His expression changed and he whistled. A giant wolf that was as tall as a man's shoulders jumped out from behind the tent. Tuhunduo rode up and pointed to the animal camp. The giant wolf roared low and charged.??Get out.      It was not until the middle of the night that Tuhun Duobie calmed down the beast camp. With his powerful cultivation, he frightened the beasts that were already showing signs of destroying the camp. Almost all the wizards in the camp rushed over and used various methods to destroy the camp.  repression.  But no matter how hard I searched, I couldn't find what caused the chaos in the beast camp.  Tuhunduo didn¡¯t drag his tired body back to the big tent. When he entered, he found that the Nanyan staff member was snoring. He shook his head, and when he was about to lie down to rest, he suddenly found an extra piece of paper on the table.  He walked over and grabbed the paper and looked at it. There were a few sentences written in Chinese characters on it.  "Virtuality and reality are used in the art of war. Simply put, it means that the enemy cannot clear your intentions. The enemy cannot guess your thoughts and cannot find your flaws. All the enemy's actions will be guided by you in a direction that is beneficial to you.  . It's like you are hiding in the dark while the enemy is standing in the light." Tuhunduo was enlightened and couldn't wait to wake up the Nanyan staff: "Mr. Zhao, you didn't expect this to be so careful.  I went to bed after I finished writing the explanation." Mr. Zhao rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked at it, and replied vaguely: "Hey, although the explanation is very vulgar, it is more or less the same. It is generally applicable to the art of war.  That's the explanation. But this is not what I wrote This word is so ugly" Tuhunduo was stunned for a moment, and then his face suddenly changed!  "It's true or false" He murmured, and then saw that the Art of War he had read half of was covered in Mr. Zhao's drool, and the anger in his heart burst out fiercely, unstoppable.  He picked up Mr. Zhao and threw him directly. With a bang, Mr. Zhao's body fell to the ground far outside Datang. He only groaned once and then made no sound. He was probably dead.  "Who!" Tuhunduo yelled, his expression ferocious.
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