The treacherous minister under the skirt (taking by force) ( Mtl

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The sand table was kicked over, and fine sand, gravel and small flags were scattered all over the floor.

"Who picked it up and where did it happen?"

The soldier was lifted up by his collar, and when he saw Shen Zhaodu's sullen face, he was so frightened that he stumbled when he opened his mouth: "Yes, it was picked up by the young soldier. In the large piece of withered grass we passed by when we came here, our entire little flag Everyone has seen it.”

The veins of the hand pinched at the collar were exposed. What Shen Zhaodu saw in front of him was not the panicked face of the soldier, but the broken hosta and Shen Ni's gentle eyebrows before he left.

He secretly put this hosta on for Shen Ni while she was taking a nap. There was no way he could admit his mistake.

"The box can't appear out of thin air. Didn't you see the suspicious person? Didn't you send people to look for it!" He pushed the pawn away violently, "Did you wait until the enemy ran in front of you and stabbed you before you knew how to fight back!"

The pawn was pushed directly out of the tent, almost knocking down Meng Fang who was trying to lift the curtain and enter.

Meng Fang had known him for a long time, and had seen him remain calm and composed even when thousands of troops were approaching the city. He knew that although Shen Zhaodu was young, he was more composed than many veteran generals.

Something that could make him so angry must not be simple.

Seeing the collapsed sand table and Shen Zhaodu's bloody palm, Meng Fang frowned: "What happened?"

Shen Zhaodu tried his best to suppress the fierceness of the lava spewing, and looked at the torn seal on the table: "Someone is using my wife to provoke and threaten me."

Meng Fang was shocked. First, he was surprised that Shen Zhaodu had a wife. Second, he was surprised that their whereabouts along the way were so treacherous that someone could follow them here?

"Do you have any suspicion?"

Shen Zhaodu did not speak.

Xiao Luan and Shen Hua were the most suspicious, but Xiao Luan took this battle very seriously, and even if he wanted to attack Shen Ni, he would never provoke him like this.

And Shen Hua is just a fox pretending to be a tiger. Without Xiao Luan's support, she can't do anything.

Besides, Shen Ni has already left the capital and is protected by Shen Zhengrong. How could something happen to her?

He clenched his fist tighter, and the sharp fracture surface pierced into his palm, which still hurt him through the thick calluses.

He only regretted that he could not grow a pair of wings as wide and powerful as an eagle, and could not break through the long wind and return to Shen Ni to protect her.

"Meng Fang."

Hearing Shen Zhaodu's suddenly darkened tone, Meng Fang held up his hands and said, "I'm here to serve you."

"There must be a traitor among our three thousand people who has been following us. Before entering the city, you must find this person. As long as you are not caught for a day, you must stand still no matter how tense the front line is. Otherwise..."

He paused, his eyes filled with rage: "Kill without mercy."

Being able to get Shen Ni's hosta and secretly place the hosta within his sphere of influence, even if this person does not have the ability to reach the sky, he is still a person who can cover the sky with one hand.

For such people, they must be killed without mercy.

After Meng Fang accepted the order, Shen Zhaodu turned to look at the Longzhou Guard commander aside, who immediately clasped his fists and said, "The last general must also stay in the camp."

Shen Zhaodu shook his head and handed the seal to him: "Recognize the handwriting."

Commander Liu was stunned and immediately stepped forward to take the torn tissue paper.

"The ink is not new. It should not have been written temporarily by someone here." Commander Liu raised his head and glanced at Shen Zhaodu. Seeing that he did not refute, he continued, "The last general is stupid and does not understand calligraphy. He can only read This person's writing skills are sharp, and although he has the intention of hiding his edge,..."

"Does it look familiar?"

Interrupted by Shen Zhaodu, Commander Liu looked at it carefully for a while and shook his head: "General, I am sorry for my short-sightedness. I have never seen anyone with such attainments in the Longzhou Army."

Thinking of the pawn who had just been pushed out of the camp, Commander Liu swallowed his saliva, fearing that his useless answer would anger the uncertain governor.

However, Shen Zhaodu didn't get angry and just took back the shredded paper in his hand.

"Your Majesty told me that the enemy has many subordinates with Chinese faces. It is very likely that this traitor will be incited to rebel in the capital. Therefore, no matter how familiar we are, when you search and make conclusions, you must not use friendship as a criterion."

Meng Fang and Commander Liu clasped their fists and said yes at the same time.

"What about you?"

"Me?" Shen Zhaodu took out the token for mobilizing the three armies from his lapel and threw it into Meng Fang's arms without hesitation. "From this moment on, whether it is the 3,030 soldiers of the battalion or the 200,000 elite soldiers on the border, , are all dispatched by Commander Meng Fang, Minister of the Ministry of War. In the battle of Mobei, we must obey the command of Minister Meng. Seeing the order is like seeing His Majesty."

Meng Fang was shocked. The token in his arms seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and he couldn't help but frown.

"You are the commander in chief of the world's troops, the general who can make barbarians frightened. Who am I? I cannot obey such an order!" Seeing him tightening the wooden box in his arms, Ling Ran put on the golden sword, Meng Fang came up with a ridiculous idea and quickly stopped in front of the door curtain.

"Where are you going?" Meng Fang shouted loudly, "Mobei cannot live without you. Where are you going to put the people of Mobei and His Majesty!"

"She can't survive without me." Shen Zhaodu stared at the angry and frightened Meng Fang, holding his hand on the handle of the knife, a sky-green spike swaying unsteadily.

Seeing that Meng Fang still had no intention of giving way, he ran out of patience, drew his sword and shouted in a deep voice: "Get out of the way, or I will kill you too!"

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