Chapter 147: The strangeness of Murong Mercy

Daze is a rainy city. When Gu Mang finished counting the grain, the sky was already dim, and there were thick clouds in the far mountains, turning toward the suburbs. Gu Mang arranged for the monks who escorted the grain to go to the barracks to rest, and ordered someone to cover the tarpaulin with the haystacks, and the wind shouted outside the fortress. Qi. Gu Mang heard someone yelling, "Hurry up, it's raining, you can stop eating fast, and you can slow down porridge. Let's grab a meal with God!"
These words were often shouted in Wang Bajun in the past, so Gu Mang looked up immediately, and sure enough he saw an old man rolling his trousers and standing on the haystack to direct a drink.
The old ministry saw Gu Mang looking at himself and stepped over from the golden valley, "Are you Mo Shuai's guard?"
"……Yes."
"Come new, don't be stupid. Our North Border Guards are also doing things. Come and help together!"
"Oh, of course." Gu Meng rolled up his sleeves and supported it with one hand. He jumped up to the valley piles three or two, and pressed the bricks and stones with the corners of the tarpaulin with him.
The old ministry looked at him with satisfaction: "Very flexible, no wonder he can do things around Mo Shuai."
Gu Mang stepped on the soft valley and chatted with him while pressing the cloth. That old ministry was a tadpole, and Gu Meng had been whispering and saying: "Ah, hey, there is another one next to this one."
"The masonry in your hand is not heavy enough, you don't know, the stormy winds in the frontier can be terrible, and the small bricks blow to heaven like a leaf."
"What? Exaggerated? No exaggeration at all. Don't look at my young age. I am an old man of the North Front Army. I was in the barracks while the North Front Army was still called Wang Bajun. Well, I fought with Gu Mang. My brick-pressing rules were taught by Gu Mang to the next brothers. "
Gu Mang thought it was interesting and laughed at him: "Gu Mang taught you to press bricks?"
"That's not it? I'll learn it as soon as he learns that he's smart. What are you laughing at? Don't believe it?" The little monk widened his eyes. When he was in the army, let alone, he was very personal. "
"Is it."
"Yes, Mo Shuai is very cold, and Gu Mang is close. The style of the two men's administration is too bad. When we first reorganized us into the North Front Army, we were not used to it."
Gu Mang smiled: "Mo Shuai wasn't Gao Leng, he just didn't speak well, but he was really good to you."
The little monk moved a crooked brick and put it, and said, "Ah, anyway, Mo Shuai is just like that, he talks and works so seriously, he is cold and unreasonable. But it ’s good to get used to it, always The gesture is good for Wang Shujun. "
Gu Mang looked at it for a moment: "Paid to Wang Shujun?"
"Yeah. There are rumors that when Wang Shang reorganized Wang Bajun before, he wanted to assign it to Wang Shujun, or simply broke it up and assigned it to various military camps. But later I do n’t know how to do it, I heard it was Mexico Shuai went to tell him something, and handed over the army to Mo Shuai. "
"..."
The smile on Gu Mang's face faded a little, and he was lost in thought—the original intention of Jun Shang was to dispose of the 30,000 remnants he left like this.
But he knows what kind of person King is, if there is no interest exchange, King can't change his original thoughts at will. What did Mo Xi do to make Jun Shang change his mind?
"Oh, it's raining." The little monk poked at him. "There is one last point. Let's go back to the camp to shelter from the rain after the bricks are pressed. There is a paper umbrella in the granary. I'll take you there later."
Gu Mang returned to God and nodded, "Okay."
The rain soon fell, and the colors in the heavens and the earth seemed to be washed pale in a flash. Osawa Osawa, this is the name of the city.
Gu Mang stood under the shed of the granary's house, and helped the monks who had put in the grass and grass to raise umbrellas and umbrellas. The North Front Army is still the same as he used to be. Most of them are very energetic and optimistic young people. Even if it is a war tomorrow, it will not prevent them from chasing and playing in the rainwater pool.
"Come on, the rain is a bit heavy, but you can step back on the water." The little monk invited him, "Let ’s do it here. The broken habit left by Gu Mang in the past can't be changed. He was running fastest in the rain at that time. "
Gu Mang stood under the dry shed and laughed, "Because he was young then, he must be in trouble now. You go back first, I will wait for the rain to be lighter."
The little monk did not reluctantly, and he stepped on the water and disappeared into the depths of the rapid rain curtain.
There was no one in the granary. Gu Mang stood quietly by the wooden fence and looked up at the vast earth. The rain splattered the thick earthy odor, the eaves converged into a stream, and the ground was wavy.
He stood on the side, watching the monks from the North Front arrogantly arrogant, he watched their young backs go one by one, and finally he saw Gu Meng, 20, and Mo, 17, smiling at the top. A piece of oilcloth plunged into the storm.
He blinked blue eyes, so the shadows were blurred.
When the rain was fading, Gu Mang opened his oil-paper umbrella and went back. Passing by the army's main account, I saw candlelight shining through the tent. The yellow and warm luster was projected in the water pool. When the raindrops burst, it became a faint light and shadow.
Gu Mang stopped, thinking, could it be so late, Mo Mo hasn't returned yet?
He knows that Mo Xi has the habit of deducing again after speaking about the strategic layout, but this time is too long, let alone say, it should be deducted five or six times. He felt strange, so he closed the paper umbrella, leaned against the tent, flicked the curtain and went in.
There is indeed a man in front of the sand table thinking with arms crossed, but that person is not Mo Xie, but ...
Gu Mang was slightly surprised.
Murong Mercy?
Murong Li was sitting half-by-half next to the sand table, holding a smoky pipe in his hand. He narrowed his peach eyes, while smoking lazily, while looking at the map of the sand table. Maybe the rain was too loud, or maybe he was too focused. He didn't hear Gu Mang's movement, just raised his hands and twisted a few flags, and fell in different places of the sand table.
Gu Mang looked at it for a while, and suddenly felt cold and sweaty—Murong Pui's positions under the flags were treacherous and cold. Although the marching route was different from Mo Que, the way was the same fierce and powerful. If you follow his layout, although the chance of winning is not as big as Mo Ju, but as long as you can win, the speed is even faster than Mo Ju.
Mu Rongci is not playing, he is really serious about deduction.
Moreover, he is constantly revising his thoughts, changing the banner representing the ability of different spells many times, and with each adjustment, Gu Mang can see his extremely clear intentions and ideas ...
So what about Murong Meng's casual strategy that can be cracked by Murong Mengze twice?
"Ahhhhhh!"
Suddenly a sudden coughing heart and lungs awakened Gu Mang from his thoughts, and Murong Qing lowered his rifle, frowning and coughing. His expression was very dark, and he held his chest in one hand, as if trying to suppress something Things-but he finally scatters a little bit of blood.
"..." Murong Pian wiped the blood off with a white kerchief inlaid with gold, her eyes gloomy.
He straightened up, stared at the sand table for a while, then raised his hand wearing a sapphire finger, and pulled out the carefully laid flags on the sand table little by little, slowly destroying the entire battle.
After doing this, he tossed his fair finger, tossed the scattered small flags aside, then sat on the chair, raised his head, and closed his eyes extremely tired.
Deep in the dim lights, Murong's silhouette seemed so thin and lonely. He crossed his hands, rubbing the ring face of the sapphire ring subconsciously.
After a long time, Gu Mang heard him sigh sighing: "... It's ridiculous ... I ... is it really inferior to you ..."
Am I really inferior to you?
This sentence lingered in Gu Mang's ears, almost ringing all the way.
How could he not understand that Murong Merci had an idea and refused to lose, why did he perfuse the military meeting?
Why did he have to stay in the middle of the night without a man, he just drew a stroke of life like a dream, lonely fiddled with the former armored soldiers in the misty mist, and deduced a magnificent lightning battle ...
When he returned to the coach's bed, Mo Xi was sending a letter to the king. He released the bird, and when Gu Mang entered the account, his face was slightly loose.
"Where did you go? I came back so late." He touched his hair, "Did it rain?"
"... I went to count the grains that were put in the warehouse. It wasn't covered, but there was an umbrella." Gu Mang rubbed his nose and didn't tell him what he saw at the main account.
Mo Xi took him into his arms, warmed him for a while, and said, "The dining room came to deliver the food, eat first and rest?"
Gu Mang looked at it with a probe. Sure enough, he saw a few simple dishes on the table, and there was a bamboo tube next to it, with rice in the tube.
"You didn't eat too?"
"I wait for you."
Gu Meng opened his mouth, and wanted to say that your stomach was so bad that you did n’t know. Wait for me, just leave me a little bit. But seeing Mo's black eyes softly, he swallowed to his mouth. He sighed and squeezed the face of Mo Xiehuayu-probably only him in the world.
Gu Mang said helplessly: "You."
Sitting at the table, I found out that the dishes were originally liked by the monks of the Eighth Army and could not be eaten. A plate of brightly-simmered braised pork with white noodles, a plate of crispy bamboo shoots, and a bowl of egg soup. Although it is not a delicate dish, everyone in the army can eat a portion, which is not a small expense. .
Gu Mang said: "It's really good for you to improve their food. If I want to give them a meal at that time, I really have to ask my grandfather to tell my grandmother many times, or I have to sell the color to coax the village tavern Pretty widow. "
Mo extinguished a bowl of soup and shoved it to him, saying, "You have done enough for them. You do n’t have to sell witty widows anymore. If you really want to sell them, just sell them to me."
Gu Mang bit his chopsticks and smiled.
The egg soup in the barracks was cooked in a large pot, sprinkled with green onions. But Mo Xi knew that Gu Mang didn't like to eat, so he had already skimmed the green onions. He watched Gu Meng gurgling the hot soup, dissipating the moisture from the shower, and his eyes gradually became very soft.
For any other person in the world, when you see Mo Xi's eyes, you will feel that you have run into evil, but Gu Mang will not. After drinking the soup, he looked up at Mo Mo's eyes, and grinned naturally again.
Mo sighed, took out the white towel, wiped it on the corner of Gu Mang's lips, and then said, "Why is it the same as before, you will never remember to wipe it off after drinking soup."
"Master, where have you been so particular about me? I grew up eating soil."
"..."
The two chatted for a while, half of the meal, Gu Man thought about it, and finally decided: "Yes, Mo goes out, there is something, I want to tell you."
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