Zhang Tingmu smiled helplessly and said, "Mu Tou, I'll thank you for your first. But Miss Gu Xin's identity is special. Many things are not something we can control, and it's up to God's will... General Mi, Zhang Tingmu will set out to Miao people and bring Chao Peng and the others back to you!"

Mi Jianxun looked at Zhang Tingmu for a moment and then nodded and sighed: "Okay, Yin Feng'er, go and go quickly, be careful on the way." After Zhang Tingmu rode his horse away, Mi Jianxun came to Bai Yanyan, looked down at her and smiled and said: "Teacher Bai does have a trick! Seeing that his soldiers and brave men are like each day, I am a general, and I am more confident every day!"

When Bai Yanyan heard Mi Jianxun praise him so much, she immediately bowed flattered and said, "Thank you, General Mi! Our Bai family can contribute some efforts to the people of the world, so it is worthy of the ancestors." Mi Jianxun nodded vigorously and said, "That's natural! I, Mi Jianxun, remember all the achievements of Master Bai in governing the army! When the Tartars are defeated and returned to Khwarezm and the emperor rewards the merits, it will be the day when your Baidingshan Palace is influential to the nine provinces!"

Bai Yanyan immediately clasped her fists and bowed again: "Thank you, General Mi for your support! Bai will go to train soldiers and bring you a few lieutenants to Master Mi." After Bai Yanyan carried the silver spear, Mi Jianxun took a deep breath and nodded at Mu Wushuang: "Xiudu, come here, I have a task for you..." Mu Wushuang immediately clenched the Qu Luojian and continued: "General Mi, let Uncle Liu go with me, and give me 800 soldiers and bravery, it is enough!"

Mi Jianxun stared at Mu Wushuang with a little surprised and widened his eyes: "Huh? Xiudu knows what I am thinking?" Mu Wushuang smiled first, then gritted his teeth and looked south: "The Tartars are still in a state of fear. It is strange that we don't fight back if we fight back! My uncle Liu is very skilled in martial arts, so it is not difficult to kill a few of his generals. The eight hundred soldiers with me to support the formation, which makes the Tartars feel scruples and dare not send troops to fight!"

Mi Jianxun patted Mu Wushuang's shoulder hard and shouted loudly with relief: "Okay, okay, okay! Xiudu, go quickly! Since you are so confident, please don't bring some people and call on the 500 brothers who killed the enemy last night! You must destroy the majesty of Wanyan Dog Thief for me!!" In the evening, Mu Wushuang and Liu Manmang returned to the camp with all five hundred men.

Mi Jianxun greeted Liu Manmang and asked with a smile: "Dare you ask Liu Taisui, how much will it take today?" Liu Manmang clasped his fists and shook his head: "Caomin was ashamed, and only killed three Tartar generals, and then injured Wanyan Cheng's gun. If Caomin's mount was not strong enough, Wanyan Cheng's gun would have to be killed by someone!" Mi Jianxun thought for a while, then nodded and shouted: "Brothers, are you convinced of Liu Taisui's martial arts?!"

The soldiers cheered, and Mi Jianxun raised his hand and shouted: "Thank you brothers, brothers! Let's stew meat tonight! You guys, go and bring out all my good wines and drink them together!" Mu Wushuang sat on the horse's back expressionlessly, watching the soldiers flock to the military camp without any comment, bragging with his companions how brave Liu Manmang was.

Mi Jianxun quietly walked under Mu Wushuang's horse and whispered: "Okay, Xiudu, don't be sulky! Call Liu Taisui, let's go to the tent of Chuanyu to chat." When Mu Wushuang and the other two came to Lang Qi's tent, Lang Qi was naked and had a thick bandage wrapped around his waist. When Lang Qi saw Mi Jianxun coming in, he immediately stood up and saluted and said, "The little man has seen Lord Mi!"

Mi Jianxun stared at the bandage on Lang Qie's body and asked, "Tiyu, how is the injury on your body? No matter how good your martial arts are, your flesh will hurt, right?" Lang Qie turned his shoulders and replied, "It's just a flesh injury, it's not a big deal." Mu Wushuang walked up to Lang Qie's body and whispered, "If Xiaoyu saw you like this, he would definitely feel so distressed!"

Lang Qie was overjoyed and smiled out of the way: "Really? Is it true? Otherwise, when I see her again, I will do this? Then she will be with me every day... Hehehe..." Mu Wushuang said nothing at all. Mi Jianxun and Liu Manmang both looked at Lang Qie with a strange look on his face. Mi Jianxun raised his head and thought carefully before saying, "Little Yu... is it Miss Su?"

Mu Wushuang replied with his fists, "Sir, Su Xiaoyu is the sister of the house." Mi Jianxun laughed and shook his head: "I used to think that there were many beautiful women, but I thought I had seen many beautiful women, but I can really be called a beautiful woman, and I am just a living person. The rest are all seen from the painting." Lang Qin thought for a while and asked, "Mr. Mi should have seen them all on the wanted order? I heard that Brother Tingmu met Lord Mi and Zuo Qianhu because of the wanted order."

Mi Jianxun nodded first, then shook his head and sighed: "Not necessarily - because Miss Lin Shiyao was seen in the murals of Zhang Hong's family." Lang Ying originally sold paintings to make a living, and when he heard the words "Mr. Mi, do you think Miss Lin Shiyao's portrait is actually hanging in Zhang Hong's house? What's going on? I'd like to hear it in detail."

Mi Jianxun raised his hands and straightened his waist, sighed and smiled bitterly: "When Zhang Hong was raided not long ago, I saw a painting in his bedroom, which was painted by Sister Lin in the Heavenly Prison!" "Is it Zhang Hong painted it himself? How is his composition and drawing skills?" Lang Qi continued to ask subconsciously. "I don't know if it was written by Zhang Hong. Anyway, Miss Shiyao was portrayed so vividly. Through the portrait, you can see her virtuousness and virtue, and her true national beauty! But..."

Mi Wushuang narrowed her eyes and asked, "It's just what?" Mi Jianxun tightened the corners of her mouth and said slowly, "It's just that Zhang Hong wrote eight evil curses in the blank space of the painting: 'The sky is in a forbidden way, I'd rather become a demon'... Only then did people know that Zhang Hong fell into the evil path because Miss Shiyao died suddenly."

Mu Wushuang hugged Ju Luojian with some loss and lowered his head: "General Mi, is this really the case... If Sister Shiyao is still alive, would Zhang Hong look like another person?" Mi Jianxun glanced at Mu Wushuang, then nodded and said slowly: "It must be! Because although Zhang Hong seems to be luxurious and likes to show off, he is pretending to others."

Liu Manmang asked in confusion: "Everyone knows that Zhang Hong is so extravagant. Is it just pretending?! How is that possible?" "Because Zhang Hong loves Miss Shiyao so much that she becomes crazy and she doesn't want to enjoy wealth alone - his mansion is actually penniless, and the interior furnishings are not much better than dilapidated temples. He even arranged the bedroom into a cell, not even a bed, just couldn't bear to see Miss Shiyao suffer alone... Alas, now I think about it, when Zhang Hong rebelled, it was not long after Miss Shiyao's death!"..
Chapter completed!