Chapter 313 Timely Letter
Jiang Hong and his party left the camp and rushed to Bei'an City. Half an hour later, the shopkeeper Hao quietly left the camp under the escort of several flying eagle castle masters, took a big circle and went to the depths of the grassland to find Wang Dan.
Yue Niang followed Jiang Hong closely, put a long gun on the horse's back, unbuttoned the buckle and put it at the most hand. While running, she was wary of all around. Although no one arranged it, she felt that she must protect Jiang Hong's safety. She couldn't say why. She always felt that if she failed to protect Jiang Hong well, even if she touched it, she would turn back to Tian's sister. I'm definitely not happy to know!
The group of people were eating and drinking on the horse. They rested for less than half an hour a day and changed horses all the way. However, in three or four days, they saw the army's garrison from afar. Jiang Hong grabbed the reins for the first time and slowed down the speed of the horse and stared at the camp from afar. The expression on his face was not relaxed, but became more solemn.
One miles away from the gate, a middle-aged man in his thirties, dressed as a merchant, rushed forward a few steps and waved desperately to Yue Niang: "Miss Wang! Miss Wang! I'm Song Dacheng! Song Dacheng!" Before Yue Niang realized, Jiang Hong had looked up and down Song Dacheng and turned his head to look at her with vigilance. Yue Niang patted her forehead: "Old Song! Song Dacheng and Song Xiaocheng, I knew you were Lao Song. Who knows what Song Dacheng you are?! What's the matter with me in such a hurry?" While Yue Niang spoke, she had urged her horse to come to Song Dacheng and did not get off the horse. She just lowered her head and asked. Song Dacheng put his hand into his arms and touched it for a long time before he took out a tight cloth bag. He untied the cloth bag or a layer of cloth bag. Before Yue Niang exhausted his patience, Song Dacheng finally solved it to the last layer and took the whole body. The bamboo tube carefully raised it to Yue Niang: "I received it ten days ago. I couldn't find the girl, so I had to stay here all the time and finally saw the girl."
Yue Niang stared at the complete bamboo tube without a trace of gap, reached out and grabbed it, coughed a few times to hide her gaffe, and carefully handed the bamboo tube to the other hand. While shaking the reins, she raised her chin and told Song Dacheng, "Ok, I know. Go back quickly. Thank you for your hard work. ." Song Da sold the bamboo tube, and his expression was extremely relaxed. He dusted his clothes, retreated to the edge of the run, and regained the merchant's true character. First, he rushed to Yue Niang and then Jiang Hong, and then greeted or arched the people one by one.
Jiang Hong quietly stared at the bamboo tube in Yue Niang's hand. Yue Niang retreated to Jiang Hong's side, crushed the bamboo tube with her fingers, twisted the paper roll and only glanced at it. She breathed a long sigh of relief. She handed the paper scroll to Jiang Hong with a smile, and then leaned over and said in a low voice, "Here you! I said, how can I be so urgent that I can use these three chicken feather letters?
"Three chicken feather letters?" Jiang Hong was stunned. Yue Niang turned her hand and clapped her hands and explained, "This is the new name given by our girl. Do you think three chicken feathers are engraved on the bamboo tube? One is generally anxious, two are generally anxious, and three are very anxious. I still looked at the three for the first time. How did he engrave it in such a small place? It's also very beautiful." Yue Niang turned the remaining half of the bamboo in her hand and enjoyed it. Jiang Hong's face changed slightly and hurriedly twisted the note. The corners of her eyes shrank. After reading it over and over again, she looked at it carefully for the second time. Then she threw the note into her mouth and slowly chewed it a few times and swallowed it. Yue Niang's eyes were round. How terrible it was! Fortunately, he still eats at home!
"Is that delicious? No, no," Yue Niang slipped and hurriedly corrected, "I'm asking, good things and bad things?"
"Good thing!" Jiang Hong's eyebrows flew, and Mrs. Zhou, Zhu and the fourth master fell out. At this moment, there is really no better news than this! This letter came too timely!
Jiang Hong and the others entered the Yuanmen slowly. He did not go to the Zhongjun tent of the Marquis of Chang'an, and went straight back to his tent first.
Jiang Hong entered his tent and didn't come out. Marquis Chang'an frowned and stood in front of the huge map in the tent and waved back from the guard who reported the news. Zhu Mingrui held the sword and stood straight behind the Marquis of Chang'an. He watched the guard get out of the tent and suggested in a low voice, "I'll go and have a look. He only brought back a few guards back. Come on, Shiran went back and rested like this. He must have found the general. Maybe he had received any order. I'll go to explore.
"How can you find out what he said?" After a while, Hou Chang'an answered tiredly and stared at the golden capital logo in the lower corner of the map. He sighed and slowly turned around very old. He dragged his feet to the big armchair in tiger skin and sat down. He gently patted the armrest of the chair with one hand and looked blankly at the tent curtain. Zi, after a long time, he continued to say, "There are many talents from the Jiang family. When Jiang Hong first came here, I looked good, but I didn't expect that he was also impulsive. After all, he is a young man." Chang'anhou sighed again. Zhu Mingrui's eyes flashed slightly and his head drooped slightly. Such comments were also commonly used by his father.
"Go ahead, no matter what he says, you just be perfunctory and tell me when you come back." For a while, the Marquis of Chang'an did not look at his son. He leaned his head back on the back of the chair and ordered with his eyes closed. Zhu Mingrui answered, picked up his toes out of the tent, and strode to Jiang Hong's tent.
Listening to his son's footsteps go away, Chang'an Hou slowly opened his eyes, leaned his head on the back of the chair and looked up at the thin elephant eyes on the top of the tent. Sister Yan gave birth to a sister, which was her blessing and the blessing of the Zhu family. Marquis Chang's eyes were sore. That was his first son and his only daughter. At the beginning, he was confused. How could he nod to let her marry into the royal family and marry the fourth master on the cusp of the storm? He never thought of letting his only daughter shoulder the heavy responsibility of the family. He just wanted her to live a blessed and healthy life!
The hot feeling poured into Chang'an Hou's eyes. He quickly closed his eyes and suppressed the heat. Sister Yan went to Beijing at the age of two and Chenghuan under her mother-in-law and Weng. The clearest thing in his memory was her cute appearance that had just been born. Her face was not as small as big as his palm. He clearly remembered that she staggered and just learned. When he could walk, he saw himself from afar, raising his two little fat hands, his eyes were bright, smiling like the most beautiful flowers in the world, and vaguely screaming that his father rushed into his arms. Chang'an Hou subconsciously circled his hands in his arms, and his eyes rolled out of turbid tears. If it hadn't been for the great grievances, Sister Yan'er , her mother-in-law... He knew that his mother was by no means an ordinary housewife, and even her father was not much taller than his mother. If something unbearable had happened, his mother would never have turned against the fourth master... What kind of grievances did Sister Yan suffer? Is she still alive? Chang'anhou's heart was as painful as a knife. He pressed his chest with one hand and coughed a few times. The secret letter as hot as charcoal in his arms was like a poisoned willow blade. The palm of his heart hurt together.
Almost every round of throne change will destroy some families and make some families rich overnight. What about the family?
Zhu Mingrui lifted the curtain and went into the tent. Jiang Hong had changed into a moon-white gown and sat leisurely on the leather mattress. He was grinding a piece of tea cake with a small blue stone. Hearing the sound, he greeted without raising his head and said, "Sit, this is the dragon and phoenix group tea I received. I only got half of the total. If this tea is spiced, it will be ruined. You can taste it later." Surprise and surprise flashed on Zhu Mingrui's face. He was always so mysterious and mysterious, but his ability to see things and guess things is really convincing.
"It doesn't matter if you don't add spices. At least you have to add me a few spoonfuls of chopped fruit, sesame seeds or something, or what to drink?" Zhu Mingrui sat opposite Jiang Hong and smiled. In any case, he couldn't appreciate Jiang Hong's clear tea, that is, the tea soup, the sweeter the better.
"Hmm." Jiang Hong answered casually, but ignored Zhu Mingrui's suggestion. He swept the tea soup into the tea bowl and stirred while lifting the boiling water. At a glance, the pattern of a few simple but vivid cats chasing me appeared on the surface of the tea soup. Jiang Hong carefully pushed the tea bowl to Zhu Mingrui, and Zhu Mingrui appreciated it gradually. The blurred pattern praised: "The art of tea separation of Yan Hui is becoming more and more amazing."
"They are all useless skills for pastime." Jiang Hong replied carelessly. He made a cup of tea and raised it to signal Zhu Mingrui. The two quietly tasted a bowl of tea. Zhu Mingrui put down the tea bowl and asked first, "Why did Brother Yan Hui come back first? Where's Commander Sun?"
"I happened to meet the general on the way to the inspection," Jiang Hong was very frank: "The general is used by few people, so he left Commander Sun behind."
"Uh." Jiang Hong's answer was completely unexpected by Ke Zhu Mingrui. Zhu Mingrui didn't know what to take for a moment. After a while, he quickly asked, "Is the general? Why are there so few people using it? Did you find Wang Dan?"
"Shouyu really can laugh," Jiang Hong smiled clearly: "The general has only brought thousands of people. If he really encountered Wang Dan, it's not a thing for few people, but." Jiang Hong suddenly closed the smile on his face and stared straight at Zhu Mingrui and said, "Although I haven't met him now, I'm not far from him. When I come back this time, I just want to report this to the marquis. Shouyu has to help me think about how to tell the marquis about this matter."
"Ah?" Zhu Mingrui was stunned again, and then reacted. He looked directly at Jiang Hong and asked, "Does the general have a plan to lure the enemy out of the nest? How many days left? This is too risky! Wang Dan is cunning and suspicious, and he is also a soldier, just in case..." Zhu Mingrui suddenly rushed up, pulled Jiang Hong up, kicked his shoes for him to put on, and pushed him out as he walked out and said urgently, "You can still sit down and have some tea. I know you are a general, but it's not elegant now. At that time, hurry up and find the deputy commander with me!"