Chapter 476 Steady Heart, Yinhuang and Yu Xiheng [2 more]
"..."
The room suddenly fell silent.
It was so quiet that even the sound of breathing and heartbeat could be heard clearly.
The screenwriter's eyes widened, only feeling that her adrenaline was soaring crazily at this moment, and her heart was contracting.
She clutched her heart and stammered: "Si, Teacher Si, don't scare me."
"I didn't scare you." Si Fuqing's foxy eyes curled up, "I'm serious, I mean if I dream about him, I can help you convey it. In fact, I have a psychic physique."
"This, that's it." The screenwriter patted his chest, and handed over the notebook with lingering fear, "I wrote all these questions, and I can't find them in the history books, and I dare not make them up."
Si Fuqing took a glance and raised his eyebrows: "Sister, this is really a comprehensive home visit."
Even the question of whether Jiang Xuanjin was given a sachet by the girl was raised.
The screenwriter was a little embarrassed: "Professional habits."
"Okay." Si Fuqing took a look and remembered all the questions, "We want to shoot him and expand his role."
The screenwriter was infected by her and gained confidence: "Okay, Teacher Si!"
"Then I'll go back to sleep first." Si Fuqing stood up, blinking, "I'll sort out the first-hand information and send it to you when I wake up."
screenwriter:"……??"
Really by dreaming? !
She sent Si Fuqing out in a daze, and ran into the guide who had just returned from the border.
Seeing her distraught face, the road guide seemed to be going out of her body, so he couldn't help but joked with a smile: "Why, were you scared by Teacher Si?"
The screenwriter was still dumbfounded, just nodded in a daze.
The road guide lowered his voice: "Didn't Ms. Sang say that you must keep your heart steady when cooperating with Teacher Si? You have been vaccinated in advance."
"Ke, Mr. Ke Si said..." the screenwriter slowed down, "She said she would help me to ask Jiang Xuanjin if he has a sweetheart, and that she can channel spirits in dreams, I believe it."
Road guide: "..."
This is no longer a question of whether you can stabilize your heart, but a question of reshaping your worldview.
He's going to take it easy.
**
in the apartment.
Si Fu reclined into the game cabin.
She has been sleeping in the game cabin for the past few days, not only playing the game, but also watching the evolution of history, and she knows that this mere 20-year-old history is cruel.
She sent Jiang Haiping away, and watched Mo Yanfeng die in the city a few days ago.
She was powerless and unable to change these important points.
All she can do is remember the solution of the Mohist Trick City and tell Yu Xiheng and Mo Yanwen.
Si Fuqing squinted his eyes, and opened them only after adapting to the strong sunlight and high altitude of Beizhou.
Right now, she is still in Yanmen, but it is only four years after Jiang Haiping passed away.
The barbarians have developed in the territory of Beizhou for decades, and their physique is stronger than that of the Daxia people, and once again gathered thousands of troops to make a comeback.
This battle has been fought for more than ten years.
Si Fuqing followed the route in his mind and entered the coach's tent.
"It's a military advisor." Jiang Xuanjin was dressed in white, facing the wind like a jade tree, without losing his heroic spirit. He smiled, "The military advisor has been in good spirits for the past few days, and His Majesty told me that the military advisor has finally come in handy again."
Si Fuqing: "..."
After all, the system was helping her hang up a while ago, causing her to be called stupid again.
"Brother Jiang just came back from the front line?" Si Fuqing saw bloodstains on Jiang Xuanjin's body that hadn't dried up, "How's the battle going today?"
She frowned, she couldn't change history, and she couldn't even pass on the medical skills she learned to the current medical officers.
Jiang Xuanjin's smile narrowed, and her voice lowered: "Thirteen thousand brothers died."
Si Fuqing's eyelashes trembled, and he said softly, "Brother Jiang, have you ever thought about letting yourself rest?"
"Your Majesty said, if we don't fight this battle today, we will fight it in the future." Jiang Xuanjin smiled slightly, "So, we must fight. What does the military adviser want to say to me?"
"En." Si Fuqing kept the screenwriter's question firmly in mind, "Brother Jiang, is there a girl he admires?"
Miraculously, Jiang Xuanjin's face turned red for a moment, and after a few seconds, he recovered again: "No."
What he said is not that there is no, but that there cannot be.
After a pause, he smiled lightly: "Isn't that delaying others?"
When he said this, there was a rare regret in his eyes.
Si Fuqing was startled, and clenched his fists: "I still have a few questions, and I want to ask Brother Jiang."
"No problem." Jiang Xuanjin happened to be resting, and he answered all of them, until Yinhuang's bodyguard came to summon him.
"I'm going to see His Majesty first." He got up, "It's very comfortable to get along with the military adviser, and I will have a drink with the military adviser at night."
Si Fuqing nodded and watched him leave.
Here, Jiang Xuanjin went into the tent where Emperor Yin was staying: "Your Majesty, the way the military division looks at me is not right."
"Oh?" The young emperor looked up, "What's wrong?"
Jiang Xuanjin thought for a moment, then smiled: "He looked at me with a kind of compassion for the dead, as if he had foreseen my death. My second brother also felt the same way."
Yinhuang's eyes suddenly became sharper, and a few seconds later, he said lightly: "Well, it's the same for Gu."
"Could it be that the military advisor is the same person as Uncle Ji? Do you know some techniques of Yin-Yang and Five Elements?" Jiang Xuanjin was thoughtful, "There are so many strange people around Your Majesty."
He didn't take Si Fuqing's see-through eyes to heart, and chatted with Yinhuang about today's battle situation.
Two hours later, Jiang Xuanjin got out of the tent and called Si Fuqing in at the same time.
Si Fuqing stood still at the young emperor, and called out: "Your Majesty."
She watched the emperor from nine years old to today's twenty-two years old, and also watched a boy grow into a man.
It has to be said that besides Yu Xiheng, Yinhuang is the second man who perfectly satisfies all her aesthetic points.
"Well, sit down." He raised his eyes and looked directly at her, "Just now Xuan Jin came to see me, and I also see that you have a knot in your heart, thinking that they will die at a young age, but in fact they don't need to be like this."
Si Fuqing was silent for a long while before humming lightly.
"Every generation has a mission." He stretched out his hand and poured her a cup of tea, "This is our mission, so don't be sad."
Si Fu's heart trembled slightly.
yes.
How could he be so wise and close to a demon as Yinhuang, unable to comprehend the future situation.
He chose to end war with war and kill with killing, and he had already bet his life on it.
It's just that he didn't expect that he would become sick from overwork and suffer from lung disease.
As long as he is given one more year, half of the Western Continent can be defeated.
"Don't talk about this." He pointed to a canyon mouth on the map, "Tomorrow we will attack from here, if you have any good strategies, I will listen to you."
Si Fuqing: "..."
How did she go everywhere, are they all workers?
But she also knew that Emperor Yin was training her how to use soldiers. He was a born god of war, so he naturally knew how to fight against the enemy.
During a part-time job, Si Fuqing ended her summer trip tonight.
At eight o'clock in the morning, she opened her eyes, and the sunlight fell on the floor, covering it with a faint golden glow.
She stared at the green trees outside the window in a daze.
For some reason, Yinhuang gave her the feeling that he had never left.
That inexplicable sense of familiarity lingers in my heart.
The ringing of the mobile phone broke the silence of the morning.
Si Fuqing picked it up: "Hello, Brother Nine."
A man's cool voice came from the microphone: "Get up."
"Just woke up." Si Fuqing jumped out of the game cabin and stretched, "Tomorrow the crew will go to the border to shoot scenes, and I'm going to follow along. Would you like something to eat?"
Hearing this, Yu Xiheng smiled unhurriedly, and said, "I don't believe in the girl's cooking skills."
Si Fuqing: "..."
She said fiercely to the mobile phone: "Then you will starve to death."
Si Fuqing put down his phone, and saw Ye Zhenmian going in and out of the kitchen: "Auntie, I'll help you."
Ye Zhenmian was startled, and hurriedly said: "No, no, Qingqing, sit down."
Nian Yi'an also said: "Sister, pay attention to your behavior and protect the kitchen."
Si Fuqing held his teacup and smiled.
She hardened her fist.
Sooner or later, she will be able to cook a meal successfully.
**
On the other side, a makeshift phone booth.
"Miss Yuzhen." Butler Ye covered the microphone, "I found it, but Miss Zhenmian is married and has a child, and she brought a bottle of oil. I think Miss Junci means that she wants to take them back. Ye Family."
"Tug oil bottle?" Ye Yuzhen squinted his eyes, "Is it related to the Ye family?"
"No, she's Miss Zhenmian's husband's niece." Steward Ye said, "I don't have any blood relationship with the Ye family, but she's a big star with a great reputation in the secular world."
"Okay, I got it." Ye Yuzhen said, "Send the information to me."
After the call ended, a few minutes later, she received the information from Steward Ye.
Ye Zhenmian's family of three are ordinary and ordinary, except for their good looks, there is nothing worth noting.
Ye Yuzhen clicked on Si Fuqing's photo and couldn't help but gasped.
It is indeed beautiful.
Among the evolutionaries, there is no one with such good looks.
Si Fuqing's information is everywhere on the Internet, and you can easily find it.
Butler Ye intercepted the information in the encyclopedia entry.
"Hmm..." Ye Yuzhen knocked on the table, "The Shen family intends to ease the relationship with us, old lady, how about marrying the oil bottle that Ye Zhenmian brought?"
It's still a little bit close for Si Fuqing to match her son.
It would be very appropriate to send it to the Shen family.
Chat with the innkeeper, and the boss talks about the object.
I blurted out "a wise man does not fall in love, but a widowed king has a great career"
The boss gave me a trembling thumbs up and said: You are awesome.
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See you tomorrow