Chapter 317

Because Beiyuan's water and food were contaminated with the plague, tuobajing discussed with Su Moyun and threw them away for fear of being infected again.

Therefore, the current shortage of materials has been reported to the imperial court, waiting for a new batch of grain and grass.

"The princess is really smart." the old military doctor came up ashamed and said, "since the cause of such a large-scale plague has been found in a short time, i... I have been practicing medicine for decades. I didn't expect to study hard. I didn't expect to go to those places."

Tuobajing raised her eyebrows. He always knew that his princess was smart.

Su Moyun humbly arched his hand and said, "you're modest. If I can't think of it, others will think of it."

The old military doctor quickly flattered Su Moyun.

When Su Moyun arrived, he often helped tuobajing deal with the things behind him. Sometimes he often controlled the materials and calculated the time. After writing to the court, he should allocate food within three days.

With his abacus, Su Moyun calculated that the day after tomorrow, grain and grass should come.

"This time, the father emperor should also send 30000 soldiers to the front line to transport food and grass. According to the previous regulations, now he should elect a deputy commander."

Tuobajing opened his mouth while looking at the map of western Xinjiang.

Su Moyun became interested and raised his voice: "deputy commander, who do you think the father will choose as deputy commander?"

While marking on the map, tuobajing wrote the strategy and said, "I don't know. This war in western Xinjiang is very important. My father and emperor should send someone who is good at fighting."

Even he didn't know. Su Moyun left his mouth.

Su Moyun is guessing who the Deputy commander-in-chief is, but he doesn't want to be far away from the capital and is electing the Deputy commander-in-chief.

The Duke of Ningguo.

In the east wing.

A soft and charming voice sounded, "come on, Duke..."

This charming voice, with a little invitation, lingers in such a big room.

Behind several exquisite embroidered screens, there is a jade bath bucket, which is sprinkled with several layers of fragrant petals, which surround the porcelain white, tender and smooth skin.

Su Shuyue was lying in the barrel, naked, stretched out a snow-white lotus root arm, lifted the gauze curtain around, and looked at Meng Yun, the 50 year old Duke of Ningguo in the distance.

Disgust flashed from the bottom of his eyes, but he immediately pulled out a smile and shouted, "Duke, people are here."

The voice of the Duke of the state was so charming that it was breathtaking and charming. Meng Yun's lower body was tightened and the whole person was stretched into a string.

Su Shuyue usually doesn't invite him. Meng Yun is very happy about his initiative.

As soon as he reached the edge of the bath barrel, he saw Su Shuyue lying in the bathtub, beautiful and moving, and jumped on it in a moment.

But don't want Su closed the moon to hurry him, brush the ground and stand up from the bath bucket. His naked, forward convex and backward figure attracted people to spray blue blood.

Monsters are incomparable.

Su Shuyue walked towards him step by step, bewitching and smiling. Meng Yun could not distinguish the southeast and northwest for a long time. He hugged her and pressed her on the bed.

"Wait, wait." Su Shuyue stopped at the critical moment.

Meng Yun was anxious: "but I don't have enough spare money for you? Take it as you like."

"No." Su Shuyue shook her head vaguely. "It's another thing."

"Ah! What other thing? Let's talk about it when we're done, baby." Meng Yun prayed all over his face, and his waxy yellow face was wrinkled into a pile.

"Some people say that the war in the border town needs a deputy commander, and now they are choosing someone..." Su closed the moon and spoke softly, with the abacus clanging in his heart.

This old man, she has to control him well.

"Why don't you be the Vice Marshal, Duke? Let's go to Xijiang and enjoy the scenery. If we win, there's still a chance of promotion and wealth."

Su closed the moon and seduced him leisurely, teasing him.

Meng Yun was originally high spirited, but at this time he suddenly stopped, like a frosted eggplant, and said, "closed the moon, I'm 50 years old. Now I can't fight on the battlefield. I won't go."

Su Shuyue's eyes were cold and pushed him away.

"You're 50 years old and still a duke, so you don't want to win. Will you be a prince of the opposite sex?!"

Su closed the moon and mocked. She thought that she had to salute Su Moyun last time and asked her Princess to be angry.

Meng Yun looked helpless and honest: "I think I want to seal the prince of the opposite sex, but... It doesn't mean we can seal it. Aren't we doing well now? Why do we have to go to the battlefield?"

"You didn't fight when you were young. You've been a Duke all your life. You're so worthless."

Su closed month said here, put on her clothes alone, turned and left, but calculated in her heart that Meng Yun would call her not to go.

if really.

"Do you want me to go? I... alas, I know your identity. I'm wronged to marry me. I'm old, but I really love you."

Meng Yun sighed sadly and looked distressed: "if I go to the battlefield, do you want to be a widow at such a young age? What will you do if I die?"

After a few words, Su closed the moon in the heart secretly mocked, you'd better die, so she can be free.

On her face, she smiled politely: "how can you die? Don't worry. Those soldiers die in front of you. If you die, I'll die with you! Fight."

Meng Yun hesitated. On the one hand, it was the demand of the beauty. On the other hand, it was false to say that he didn't want to be a prince.

Seeing that Meng Yun has made some compromises now, Su Shuyue thinks he can always agree to add more fire.

"If you don't go, give me a divorce. I can't live this day!"

Su closed the moon and walked forward a few steps: "either leave or divorce. Don't want to touch me!"

This was the first time Su closed month said this, but Su closed month knew that it had always worked for Meng Yun.

"Ah ah!!" Meng Yun sighed repeatedly and went to stop her, "why do you bother?"

Su closed the moon and sobbed: "I'm determined to follow you. Why are you so unpromising?"

Meng Yun was silent.

"Who am I marrying? Give me paper and leave now!"

And leave? Where are you going to marry such a beautiful girl?

Meng Yun quickly promised: "I promise you, can I promise you? Well, I promise you when the moon is closed!"

She coaxed Su into closing the moon with a good voice, and Meng Yun put her into bed.

Su closed her face and said, "you're serious!"

"Really."

Meng Yun sighed deeply, half encouraged and half forced, so he agreed: "it's just that chaotang doesn't necessarily want me to hang up as deputy commander. After all, I haven't been on the battlefield for many years."

"Well, I'll solve everything."

Su Shuyue smiled mysteriously.