Reborn to Love Lord Qiansui

"Eat..."

Zhao Zimu stretched out the buns on his hands to the brothers and sisters shrunk at the root of the wall, maybe or not, two little beggars, one male and one female.

Their clothes were pitifully worn, just like the rags used by the servants in Chitose's mansion, and they were ragged and so dirty that they could not be seen as they were.

Both of them seemed to be eight or nine years old. They were all messy and skinny. They didn’t dare to pick up the buns when they were handed them. They stared at the two bright buns with a pair of dark and longing eyes. But when their eyes saw a bureaucrat in Jinyi handing them the buns, their eyes stiffened and even hugged tightly together, exuding a sense of alertness.

Because they don't know if this person's charity is bad intentions.

Zhao Zimu didn't wait for them to change his mind, put the buns aside and turned away, did not make too much stay, because it was useless.

He took Lin Qing’s hand and walked towards the two horses. Zhang Xin had stopped to wait for them, but Lin Qing’s hand was clenched. Lin Qing’s narrow eyebrows stared at her tightly and said, “You are pitying them. ?"

Zhao Zimu didn’t speak, but just looked at him calmly. Lin Qing hated this kind of pity, and hated her kind of compassion even more. If she could have intolerable feelings for two unrelated people, would she still Such pity for more lives? Do you care about them, but if she cares so many people, does she still have his place in her heart? Where will she put him?

Lin Qing controlled himself not to think, because he also knew that sometimes he was too disturbed in front of her, and these discomforts might be ridiculous for him or her, but he couldn’t help but keep his eyes tight Staring at her.

Zhao Zimu looked at him nervously and asked doubtfully, "What's wrong?"

Lin Qing's lips were silent for a while before saying: "Your compassion is worth anything? What is the point of doing this?"

To what extent can your compassionate heart make you pay for one thing, how much can you help the two little beggars just now?

Zhao Zimu looked at him and groaned for a while, then reached out and touched his face before he smiled helplessly: "Don't I tell you, I am a selfish person, everything a selfish person does It’s for myself. I don’t deny my compassion, sometimes it is even flooded, for the inexplicable so-called poor people, but everything I do is for myself.”

Looking at Lin Qing’s puzzled expression, Zhao Zimu pointed to the wild goose flying through the sky again: "Everyone has compassion and I have it, and this kind of compassion often drives people to be kind, if not to be kind Will be uneasy.

However, people often cannot achieve the goals required by this kind of compassion, so they often find all excuses to reassure themselves and comfort themselves by themselves. Will find an excuse for this kind of compassion to reassure yourself. Just like people shooting animals, it is clearly a kind of killing behavior, but he found a good excuse for this behavior, and this excuse is just to reassure himself, but killing is killing, regardless of all kinds of excuses Can't change its essence.

Although I gave the two little beggars some buns because of the mercy of the moment, but in fact I didn’t really help them. After this meal, they should beg or beg. Helping them satisfies their compassion, so I’m not as great as you said, let alone..."

Zhao Zimu sighed: "I don't pity them, I pity this northwest that has been ruined by the Huns."

What a bun for two little beggars.

Lin Qing was stunned. So, did she mean it was essentially selfish?

"Then you are uneasy now because of the situation in the northwest?"

Zhao Zimu grabbed his waist in a subtle way and whispered: "Don't you like it?"

Lin Qing's fist was clenched in the dark, a cold, feminine eyebrow flashed a little depression, and the voice was low and said: "If you want to do what I don't stop, as long as you like, but..."

Zhao Zimu looked at him suspiciously, but what? Lin Qing's cold voice is like a blade that cuts through the ice, with a hard and cold breath: "Except for yourself, your life must be mine!"

Your most important person besides yourself must be me!

Except for you, my position in your heart must be the first!

Lin Qing's love is paranoid and humble, and he cannot conceal his weakness.

Zhao Zimu took his hand and looked at him calmly and coolly like water: "Okay."

She never refused what he wanted. It used to be, it is now, and it will be the same in the future.

Soon a group of people arrived at Yanping Pass, and General Pingxi personally welcomed them into the city gate.

Chen Jin and Chen Jing’s father and son met with natural joy, not to mention that he also brought 50,000 soldiers and horses, which is a good thing for the entire northwest, but for Lin Qing’s arrival, everyone’s hearts will naturally not be as good as Situ Yuanhuo and Chen Jing was so welcome.

Chen Jin also seems to be about 60 years old. Rong Ma's life filled his body with the vicissitudes of life and iron blood. Now this general who has survived a armor is like all the elderly, his face and hands are covered. The wrinkles like old bark, gray hair, and his old age are everywhere, and only the murderousness that emerged from his eyes from time to time can prove that this is still a warrior who can lead the army.

Although they do not know their attitude towards the arrival of Situ Yuanpao, from the enthusiasm of the soldiers to Chen Jing and the indifference to Lin Qing, it can be seen that they do not welcome Lin Qing as a superintendent, but they are afraid of him.

The martial arts people are not like the decent servants, they are good at covering themselves with hypocritical and gorgeous coats, and any emotions in their hearts will appear on their faces.

There was not much to worry about, because if even these things were taken care of, he would have already died in the saliva of the group of cultural ministers in the capital. Lin Qing entered Yanping City with a group of them and discussed how to deal with the current situation.

The Xiongnu seized Shachengwei and Lichengwei to seize the second city of Shali while Daliang was not ready. Now they have to consider not how to defend against the Huns' second attack, but how to recapture the two cities!

In fact, this is easy to say and difficult to say. The Huns are good at attacking the city and not good at defending the city. They rely only on the benefit of cavalry. The Huns who have left the prairie have lost this advantage, and now Yan Pingbing Many will be broad, and because we are ushering in the 100,000 soldiers at the time of the most morale, everyone negotiates to take the Licheng first, and the battle will start the next day!

After discussion, everyone turned their attention to Lin Qing. There were complex emotions in their eyes, such as worrying about disdain, and so on. To put it bluntly, no one had a good impression on him, and he was even more afraid of disrupting their operations.

General Pingxi looked at Lin Qingdao: "How does Chitose feel?"

Chen Jin's eyes were calm and calm. After years of fighting in the battlefield, he carried a sharp and heavy pressure on him all the time.

However, Lin Qing is not an ordinary person after all, because he has long been accustomed to the kind of emperor's spirit in Jinghui Emperor, so he has no pressure when facing the oppression of this sand field general.

Knowing what they meant, Lin Qing just rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "I don't understand the leader fighting, Ben Chitose is only responsible for seeing whether you have put in all for your majesty, so it is up to the general to decide Okay, but the Chitose Ben Chitose can be said to be at the forefront, if you let Ben Chitose find that someone dares to live up to Your Majesty, then Chitose will be dealt with impartially."

After turning the words back and forth, the implied oppression and threats made all the soldiers present sigh and change their expressions, and Situ Yuanhuo snorted.

However, Lin Qing had no objection, as long as Lin Qing did not make trouble while they were using his troops, Chen Jin could tolerate him.

Nodding his head, General Pingxi arched his hands and clenched his fists at Lin Qing: "Thousand years old is so reasonable and reasonable, Chen Jin is very grateful. My generals must drive away the Huns for His Majesty and recapture Licheng and Shacheng!"

"Will die!" The generals should arrive together.

At night, Lin Qing and his party stayed in the post in the city. No way, Lin Qing was not a popular person. Although Chen Jin did not embarrass Lin Qing, he did not deliberately flatter him. The officers came to a place. If they were not living in the Beyuan of the local government, they lived in a post specially set up for them in the city, and Lin Qing chose the post.

It stands to reason that the conditions of Fuya Beyond Garden are naturally better than that of the post house. Lin Qing would choose this way, naturally at the request of someone.

At that time, in the brightly lit post in Yanping City, Zhao Zimu stood in the post yard where they lived, and seemed to be waiting for someone.

But not long after, a few figures appeared outside the station, wearing casual clothes, and not striking. After the people came in, they ran directly to the courtyard where Zhao Zimu was located. Soon, Zhao Zimu waited until she had to wait. People.

"Master!" Ye Yiqiu took a few people to kneel and salute her with excitement. Although the meeting was much shorter than before, Ye Yiqiu could not hide every time he saw Zhao Zimu Excitement, because for him, this person is his faith.

They haven't seen each other for more than half a year. I saw Ye Yiqiu again. Ye Yiqiu has matured a lot, with a faint sense of vicissitudes in the weather, and a little more perseverance and calmness in his eyes.

Looking at the young men with swords and stars in front of him, Zhao Zimu suddenly felt a sense of solitude, because she hadn't seen them before this time, but now she saw them.

His eyes were a little more complicated. Zhao Zimu's lips twitched a smile, and he swallowed some words that seemed too old in his mouth. Zhao Zimu only nodded slightly at the person in front of him.

For her, the previous life is another world, and in this life, she will live well and will not repeat the mistakes of the previous life.