Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

Some bandits, however, had only 2,000 elites, and he could still uproot them. Had it not been for their dispersal, and for half a month, he would have settled the matter sooner.

……

After the decision was made, Zhao Wei naturally left the city to kill the bandits according to the agreement. As for Yan Xuan, he was not well. He could not naturally go to the killing.

The matter of martial arts has not yet been settled and can be temporarily abandoned. The matter of recruitment cannot be delayed.

As a supervisor, Yan Zenxuan's main purpose was to supervise the matter. This conscription must be followed. He is noble and no better than the others. If he goes with him to the recruiting place, he must accompany the stranger to the North City of Huayan.

However, the Mojiang faction has spoken in the crowd for a long time, but it has not seen a single person come to enlist, instead rumours persist.

A young man listened to the generosity of the solicitor, his chest boiled hot, he was about to sign up, but he was dragged by the person beside him, "Don't go when your brain is hot, you see, the person beside him dressed as a young man is not the Princess Yu? She is the number one poisonous woman in the city. If you go, she will be in front of him later. You will not feel better. ”

“Don't go anywhere, it's like jumping into a fire pit. ”

“That is, don't you forget how the foreigner of the Moon kingdom died, but didn't you offend her that day in the Imperial Palace? ”

“ …… ”

The stranger listened to the distraction for a while, and saw the person who had spoken in the center of the crowd. He also seemed to have heard the people around him. His face grew more embarrassing and he couldn't help but retreat. It was very difficult to look at Mojiang, “General, this...”

Mo Jiang threw the sword into his eyebrow and changed the sword in his hand to hold it. “In exchange for some words, go on. ”

At the present time, it is not yet time for national recruitment. If the person performing military service is now compelled to do so, he is afraid that it will cause dissatisfaction. At the present time, they are also unable to do so, and can only do so by will.

The person responsible for recruiting the inspiration, formerly a conspirator in the army, is usually best at this tongue, but at this time he listened to Mo Jiang, he couldn't help but hesitate to come down, “General... now that all the good words of his subordinates have been said, there is nothing left to say. ”

Between words, invisible grievances are implicit.

Yan Beicheng sat in a temporary pavilion beside him and said softly: “I was surprised. When I was in Anzhou, I saw your tongue like a spring. How come it's so bland now? If there is nothing to talk about, look, this army teacher should not be a teacher. ”

The warrior was more angry in his heart, but no longer dared to complain. He leaned down and said, "My subordinates dared not, my subordinates will use different language. ”

After a long thought, he rethinked his words and continued to speak loudly.

Together with Yan Beicheng Yan Xuan Xuan, the stranger sat for two or three hours in a pavilion dedicated to their cold break until the sunset gradually sloped, and there were only five or six people on the list handed over by Mojiang.

“Your Highness, we've been here for two and a half hours, shall we continue?” Mo Jiang looked at Yanbeicheng, who was frowning at the list, with the same troubles in his heart.

The stranger took the list from Yan Beicheng and looked up at the sky.