Chapter 254: The House of Huns

Chapter 254: The House of Huns

Wei Mansion, Li Xiluan’s boudoir.

Wei Qiao sat beside the bed, carefully hugging Li Xiluan's slender waist, and looked at her still flat belly with eager eyes. "How about it, do you want to eat sourness? Is your appetite particularly good? Do you feel dizzy occasionally..."

Li Xiluan's pretty face was full of the glory of her motherly nature. She kept touching her lower abdomen with her jade hands, and chuckled with her lips, her pretty eyes were like a crescent moon.

Wei Qiao didn't hear the reaction, so he looked up at her, then blushed and said, "I heard it, I don't have the nerve to ask in detail."

Li Xiluan leaned on Wei Qiao's shoulder with a pretty face bright and charming, and nodded slightly with an intoxicated look on her face, "Yes." At this time, she always didn't want to say much, and quietly felt each other's heartbeat, which was better than a thousand words.

Wei Qiao stopped talking. He smelled the faint fragrance of Li Xiluan's body, closed his eyes, his heart full of warmth, and his whole body was as light as in a dream.

"You go." After a long time, Li Xiluan said softly.

Wei Qiao rubbed her hair, still closing her eyes and said, "Where are you going?"

Li Xiluan opened her pretty eyes, looked up at Wei Qiao, and whispered, "I know the Huns have arrived."

Wei Qiao knew that she was caring about herself all the time, and still squinted her eyes, reached out to touch her somewhat messy hair, and said with a faint smile: "Don't worry, sit for a while."

Li Xiluan's originally calm face and gorgeous smile appeared. As long as Wei Qiao was not a child who had long been in love with her, she naturally cherished every moment she had spent with Wei Qiao.

Wei Qiao did not say what happened today, nor did Jinling seem calm but actually surging undercurrents, nor did he mention that he planned to let her leave Jinling first... Wei Qiao seemed gentle and close on the surface, but he was still a macho in his bones. He couldn't bear to suffer any grievances or injuries from his women, even a little bit of worry.

"Wei Qiao hasn't arrived yet?" Zheng Qiu frowned and looked at the Taichang Temple Minister in front of him.

"Yes, the subordinates sent someone to the Prince Consort's Mansion but couldn't find it." The Taichang Temple Minister was sweating coldly on his head, and his heart was even more trembling.

He didn't want to come at first, but the Xiongnu envoy had been in the city for an hour, but Wei Qiao, the reception officer, was delayed. It doesn't matter if he didn't show up, but the residence of the Xiongnu had not been arranged in advance. The Xiongnu waited for an hour, so he was naturally furious and found the Taichang Temple minister who had received them in the past. He stayed in Taichang Temple and refused to leave, and insisted on Taichang Temple to give him an explanation.

He couldn't afford to offend anyone on both sides, but the matter was just on his head. This was a complete disaster! The Taichang Temple Minister who had been hiding aside had a happy heart, but he couldn't escape it, so he had to bite the bullet and come to the cabinet with tears in his heart.

The chief assistant naturally did not dare to ask for a meeting. The second assistant he hesitated for a while but did not dare to go. Finally, he went to Li Yuanfang's place. But when he walked to the door of Li Yuanfang's room, he heard a roar of anger. This made the already frightened Taichang Temple Qing tremble in his heart and quickly turned around. He hesitated on the way. He went to see Chang Song, but Chang Song pushed him to Zheng Qiu with a Tai Chi.

Zheng Qiu didn't plan to see him, but his expression moved and took the matter down, which made the originally worried Taichang Temple Minister feel relieved. No matter what, as long as the cabinet takes the matter down, there will be nothing he has to do.

Zheng Qiu's face was cold and his eyes flashed. After a long time, he nodded indifferently to Taichang Temple Qing and said, "Well, you go."

The Taichang Temple Qing was stunned and looked at Zheng Qiu with wide eyes, as if he wanted to say something, but before Zheng Qiu could glare at him, he immediately agreed and quickly turned around and left.

Zheng Qiu looked at the back of Taichang Temple Qing, smiled calmly, his eyes were cold and he said lightly: "Young people are not too arrogant, so it's better to beat them more."

Wei Qiao said that there was not much conflict with him, but now it has changed. He just learned that this year, the fat piece of meat had unknowingly entered the Wei family's pocket when changing the cotton coats of the troops outside the pass. This made a group of royal merchants almost surrounded the Zheng family's mansion in recent days. They stepped on the threshold of the Zheng family every day, and even the people in his family asked him for guilt. This made him feel extremely angry, but he couldn't explain it, and he was so angry. Another thing was Chang Zhi's affairs. Recently, Niu Yilang's actions were constantly facing Chang Zhi everywhere. Chang Zhi was caught and hurt his feet. In the court

He was extremely passive. Chang Zhi was his man. He was undoubtedly trying to deal with Chang Zhi, which made Zheng Qiu quite annoyed. He also hated Wei Qiao, who was "birds of a feather" with Niu Yilang. Another thing was Zheng Tan's affairs. Zheng Tan was always the nail that Zheng's family had been stuck in the Yulin Army, but what he never expected was that Wei Qiao would take away Zheng Tan as soon as he took office, and Sima Shengchang even dared to bring his men to his Zheng Mansion to ask for people! He came to his mansion to arrest people, but he didn't know that the sky was high and the earth was just a toilet to light a lamp - looking for death! Naturally, this account had to be counted on Wei Qiao, the commander behind the scenes.

With some other gossip, Master Zheng completely hated Wei Qiao.

Wei Qiao naturally didn't know about this. He came out of the Wei Mansion with a relaxed look on his face, got on the carriage, lifted the curtain and said to Xu Mao outside: "How are the Huns?"

Xu Mao has been running between the Yulin Army Yamen and the Prince-Consort's Mansion recently, so he naturally could not hide the news. When he heard Wei Qiao's question, he immediately smiled with a simple face and said, "Young Master, I heard that the Huns are now hiding in Taichang Temple, pestering the Taichang Temple Minister to give him an explanation."

Wei Qiao was stunned, then smiled with a deep smile: "Well, the road is not good today, let's go slowly. By the way, have Xiu'er replied?"

Xu Mao blinked his head, then said with a bright face: "Young Master, this kind of place is not easy to find."

Wei Qiao also smiled and nodded, putting down the curtain.

At this time, in a wing room in Taichang Temple, the Hun envoy Tuo Sai stared at a guard at the door with a fierce look on his face, his eyes were red, as if he was staring at a beast that could be torn apart at any time. His aura was condensed to the extreme, and he said with a gloomy face, "Who is the Southern Barbarian official has not appeared yet?"

The guard looked flustered and frightened. This Lord Tuosa has always been angry and irritable. It is common for him to kill people if he has disagreement.

The guard moved his feet quietly, bent in a dry mouth and said in a trembling voice: "Yes, Lord Tuose, there is not a single Nanman."

There is not one, which means there is no one in Taichang Temple.

Tuosa's face twitched, his eyes widened, his bearded face swelled up, his arms slowly swelled, his fists clenched, and his fists clenched, and a cold and solemn evil aura suddenly burst out into his body, like a cold wind swept across, and the surrounding air suddenly became cold.

The body of the guard in front of him suddenly trembled, and he couldn't help but move his steps and turn around and run away. He knew that this was a sign that Tuose wanted to kill someone!

Tuosa's face turned red, and his fist had just raised, his face full of ferocious murderous aura. Just as he was about to drop his hand, a Hun man outside ran in quickly and shouted, "Master Tuosa, the reception chief of the Southern Barbarian has arrived."

When Tuose heard this, his brow frowned, his ferocious eyes flashed, and then he flashed. His fist slowly lowered, and he sneered, saying, "Okay, I'll go and see this shitty receptionist. Who gave him such a courage to neglect my Huns warriors!"

As TuoSai left, the Huns in front of him were sweating coldly, his legs were trembling, and his heart was filled with exhaustion after the disaster. It was not that he didn't want to escape, but he understood that he could not escape at all and could only leave it to fate. Fortunately, it seemed that the wolf god in the grassland could still favor him so far away and saved his life.

Tuosa's face was gloomy, his eyes were bloody, and his expression was ferocious, holding the hilt of the knife in one hand, strode towards the door.

There were crowds of people in Taichang Temple, and many people were staring at Tuo Sai's back, and naturally there were low talks about Wei Qiao's already coming.

"I finally left, I finally escaped..." This is the heartfelt sigh of people like Shaoqing of Taichang Temple.

"I don't know how Wei Zhongcheng deals with these cruel and ruthless Huns. They will kill people at any time..." This is the lower-level yamen runner, who is equivalent to Wei Qiao's birth status, but he is quite sympathetic and caring about Wei Qiao.

"Huh, these plague gods have finally left..." At the other corner, the Taichang Temple Minister also breathed a long sigh and felt relaxed all over. No matter what, as long as the Huns left Taichang Temple, everything really had nothing to do with him.

"Young master, I've found it." Wei Qiao's carriage stopped outside Taichang Temple. On the other side, Xiu'er rode a horse and jumped down in agile posture. She lay on the window of Wei Qiao's face turned red, as if she was seeking credit.

Wei Qiao's eyes lit up and said, "Well, how old is, how many people can live?"

When the little girl heard this, she quickly took out a piece of paper from her arms, stared at her with big eyes, and read it out directly, saying a crisp voice: "The yard is three meters long and two meters wide, and there are ten rooms." After that, Xiu'er put down the paper, staring at Wei Qiao with big eyes flashing, and she had no idea why he asked her to find such a house.

At this time, this kind of yard was only available in a small family, and it was really "too small". Moreover, the Huns came this time, with more than 100 people, ten rooms, and three or two meters of yards. Even if people were stacked, they could not live in it.

Wei Qiao smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth and asked again: "Are there any other ones? For example, water wells, living rooms, toilets, horse sheds, etc. By the way, are there any inns around?"

Xiu'er's big eyes became more and more confused. She stared at Wei Qiao with a strange look on her face, "No more, it will take two minutes to get an inn before riding a horse. There are no houses around. This house is in the southwest. It used to be dead, but it has been empty for many years without a living."

Wei Qiao smiled even more, and he reached out and patted the little girl's head, and smiled with satisfaction, "Well, it's done well, I'll cook myself when I go back, and I'll treat you well."

"Okay." When the little girl heard this, her big eyes suddenly shone, and she completely threw away the doubts in her heart. The things Wei Qiao made were always unexpectedly delicious, and the little girl was always very greedy.

Looking at the little girl's cheerful back, Wei Qiao restrained the smile on his face and muttered to himself: "A house that has never died, well, it's perfect for the Huns to live in."

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I would like to ask, how many words do you think this book should be written? Xiaoguan thinks it’s almost done.
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