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Three hundred and ninetieth chapter go home

No matter what century, men's nature is actually a bit cheap.

The so-called wife is not as good as concubine, concubine is not as good as stealing, and stealing is not as good as prostitutes. I don’t know who said this, but at some point, it actually makes sense.

I eat rice every meal, and there is always a time when I have enough food. At this time, a bowl of braised pork is placed in front of me. Who can resist eating it? But if I eat braised pork every meal, I will get tired of it within three days. Looking back, I think about it, well, rice is still inseparable.

However, Sun Yue still didn't leave.

On the one hand, it is certainly because of his soft heart, on the other hand, he has to admit that he is just afraid of his wife.

After running away for three days, there was no reason. It was really impossible to explain this. If someone knew that he had a room, how could he say this? So he thought that he would have to think of a reason to live without any reason before going back. If you can't think of it today, then... let's talk about it tomorrow.

It's a day to get it.

So, three days later and three days later, nine more days later and nine more days later.

The more you drag, the more you feel panicked, and the more you feel panicked, the less you dare to leave.

Don’t say whether it’s cowardly or not, it’s the same if it’s changed to anyone.

Sun Yue racked his brains to find a reason for himself. He even thought of a solution that was not a solution. Why would I give myself a knife?

Just say that he encountered an assassin on the road, was seriously injured and unconscious, and was rescued by a kind-hearted person. He had been unconscious for such a long time?

Well, this reason is relatively perfect. But the operability is a bit low.

Although I have been on the battlefield many times and am becoming more and more like a general, I have never been injured. I am not a fierce person like Tian Qinzuo. I will be bitten by a mosquito. How painful this thing is.

Besides, this position is not easy to grasp. If you pierce your leg, will you fall into a coma for half a month if you have injured your leg?

Punch your stomach? What should I do if I get pierced to death?

But he really couldn't think of any other reason. Today, he secretly cheered himself up for the sixteenth time. He took a dagger that was more than an inch long and strode on his stomach, and began to think about how to cut it.

Theoretically, if you just chop the skin and flesh and don’t hurt the organs, as long as you bandage it in time, there will be no danger. No one can tell what the situation is when he is wrapped around gauze. It is a perfect explanation to say that the previous coma was caused by excessive blood loss.

He secretly exclaimed: "Sun Yue, you are a man, you should be a little cruel to yourself. People are in society and you must stand at attention when you are beaten. If you die, you can only recognize yourself."

Finally, I felt that I had enough courage. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes and was about to cut it. Suddenly, I heard a rapid knock on the door outside.

The courage that I finally held it down suddenly became completely exhausted.

"Damn, who?"

Holding the knife, Sun Yue was so angry that he went to open the door.

"Three kings?"

Zhao Guangmei naturally knew where Sun Yue lived.

"Brother Yue, something happened."

"Hmm? What happened?"

"Murong Yan is injured."

"ah?"

Sun Yue's face turned pale when she threw the knife, and she didn't care about her identity. She held Zhao Guangmei's neck and shouted: "What the hell is going on!"

"A group of local gangsters and rogues made trouble. At first, they beat a few outsiders, but later, somehow they became more and more troublesome, and became a big fire between locals and outsiders. Your father went to stop it, and Murong Yan protected it and was injured."

Sun Yue felt that his hair was about to stand up, so he couldn't help but grab Zhao Guangmei and scolded: "Where is Tian Qinzuo? Where is Han Chongxun? Where is the 100,000 imperial guards in Luoyang City? Do you, the He-Nan Prefecture, really treat yourself as a decoration?"

Zhao Guangmei also said angrily: "You are so paralyzed that you still have the face to scold me. You are the He-Nandu Superintendent. Can your father transfer troops? The news came to me. I took it to the camp and sent Tian Qinzuo there, and then came to find you without stopping. If your slut had not left the post without permission, would this happen?"

Sun Yue was stunned and couldn't speak anymore.

Let me explain here that the fucked military system of the Northern Song Dynasty was so fucked that Zhao Kuangyin could do everything to decentralize power in the local area. Although the local magistrate was nominally the supreme leader of the local army, he wanted to mobilize troops and wait until the procedures were completed, it was cold.

Especially the situation in Luoyang is more special than in other places, because Han Chongxun and Tian Qinzuo are both organized by the imperial guards and do not belong to local troops. In principle, they are led by the Palace Front Department and the Guard Department. In theory, not to mention Sun Chunming, even Zhao Guangmei could not directly command, especially without his own supervision and seal.

What else can you say?

“Lead the way quickly.”

Hongtang also ran out at this time, and it was a very good person. She took her coat and put it on for Sun Yue, "Sun Lang, you..."

"Lang, you are paralyzed."

“…………”

Sun Yue no longer cared about what the woman was thinking.

When he came to the place with a whip, he could smell the blood from afar. It can be judged that the incident was quite serious. However, today, Sun Yue killed him indirectly, and there were at least 200,000 to 300,000. He was no longer the former Wu Xia Ameng. He rode up without changing his face and pulled out the sword in his hand.

He is in a very bad mood now and wants to kill a few eyes that are not open to relieve his fire.

But to be honest, it is useless whether he comes or not. Tian Qinzuo has come. Is there one left him? Hundreds of large shield soldiers raised their shields from outside and held swords in the other, and a circle of blood was broken out. Who dared not accept it? After a while, they threw down their weapons and surrendered.

Murong Yan was in the middle, covering her stomach with one hand, blood flowing, and shouting pale: "Commander Tian Du, stop killing, don't kill anyone anymore, they have surrendered."

Seeing this, Sun Yue felt even more painful and rushed in on a horse, almost going crazy. He looked at the troublemakers who were kneeling all over the ground and didn't like him, and he waved his sword and killed two of them.

I looked at Murong Yan for a moment, but I felt that there was a lot of information in this look, as if I was happy, as if I complained, and as if I was relaxed. Sun Yue didn't dare to look at it for a while.

Tian Qinzuo also came over at this time, "Sun Jian..."

Sun Yue didn't know if the evil fire in his stomach was too strong, and he didn't wait for him to say anything. In front of the soldiers of the three armies, he would slap him with a particularly loud slap in the face.

The soldiers were all stunned, and the scene was quiet for a while.

Sun Yue thought about it and seemed to be wrong. He raised his hand and slapped himself twice.

"Son-in-law, you're here. Where have you been there for so many days?"

"I……"

Murong Yan shook her head and said, "Furong, forget it." She raised her head and said, "I am injured and may die."

"You...you are Murong Yan, how could you die? Are you teasing me, right?"

Murong Yan smiled and said, "Ah, I want to go home now."
Chapter completed!
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