The stern face of the boy in silver helmet and iron armor is vivid and interesting, but Yan Yuanheng has been watching it for a long time, and his heart is always a little uncomfortable.
He looked straight ahead for a moment, his heart was itching, and just as he was about to turn his head to look again, a white horse appeared beside him.
Yan Yuanheng immediately looked ahead.
Shi Tingyun rubbed his ears, walked alongside him, and whispered, "Come here to avoid the limelight."
After that, Ashu saw this and thought that his son and the thirteenth prince had something important to talk about, so he stopped chatting and went to check the situation of the son-in-law in the carriage at the rear.
Yan Yuanheng was a little happy and turned his head: "Well, it doesn't matter."
Chi Xiaochi observed the flower-like ornaments on his forehead.
It was a popular and elegant thing among the nobles of Wangcheng in this dynasty for men to decorate with appliqués on their foreheads. He had always been curious about how the thirteenth prince usually dressed in a simple and low-key manner, how could he follow such a fancy trend.
Now that he was close, Chi Xiaochi could see clearly that there was a flesh-colored wound inside the vertical patterned flower that could not be seen without a closer look.
The vermilion slender ornaments kiss end to end, simulating the appearance of yin and yang Pisces, covering the scar just right.
Chi Xiaochi looked through Shi Tingyun's recollection, Fang Zhi was fifteen years old when Shi Tingyun was fifteen years old, when his father looked back at the city to report his work, and brought the Pu Tao wine from the southern Xinjiang, which had a mellow taste and tasted like fruit wine.
Shi Tingyun just thought he got something new and invited Yan Yuanzhao and Yan Yuanheng to share the drink.
After the three cups went down, Yan Yuanheng stood up silently and walked out the door. Shi Tingyun and Yan Yuanzhao couldn't shout after shouting, thinking that he had something urgent to leave, so he didn't think much about it.
After a long while, Yan Yuanheng left and returned, holding an out-of-print book in his hand, and stopped Yunyun and stuffed it in his arms without saying a word.
Yan Yuanzhao wanted to bring it over to see what it was, but was pushed away by Yan Yuanheng.
He said: "You said last time that you wanted it, but I didn't have any money on me, so I bought it from the boss, but I couldn't find a reason to give it to you, so I kept it in the bookstore. Today I give it to you, not allowed to give it to you. Others watch."
Shi Tingyun and Yan Yuanzhao were stunned.
Yan Yuanheng emphasized seriously: "I gave it to you, you alone, you are not allowed to show it to others, I secretly clipped a flower I like very much in it..."
As he said that, he opened the page and frowned slightly: "My tweed."
Shi Tingyun had already guessed what happened: "Yuanheng, you are drunk."
Yan Yuanheng pulled Shi Tingyun to come, opened his palm, and touched his belt again: "I'm not drunk. You hid my flowers."
There was a wind outside, and the gardenia outside the window swayed, sending a light fragrance, reminding Yan Yuanheng.
He walked out staggeringly: "I'll go pick another one for you."
Shi Tingyun couldn't stop him, Yan Yuanzhao didn't have time to watch the excitement, Yan Yuanheng went up to the tree dazedly, slipped down with one foot, and was scratched on his forehead by a sharp branch.
The wound was not shallow, and it was on the face. The imperial doctor had examined it and sighed, saying that it was bound to leave a scar.
During the examination of the imperial physician, Yan Yuanheng was still staring at Shi Tingyun, muttering Nanjiang language, even Shi Tingyun didn't know when he learned this quietly.
There was chaos at the time, and Shi Tingyun didn't remember what Yan Yuanheng said in detail.
For a flower that I don't know exists, Shi Tingyun had a good meal.
…
Time goes back to the present.
Yan Yuanheng felt uncomfortable when he looked at him: "What are you looking at?"
"In an hour, the Thirteenth Prince looked back at me twenty-seven times." Chi Xiaochi said confidently, "I don't look at the Thirteenth Prince a few times, how can I repay this love?"
Yan Yuanheng remained silent, stroking his fingers on the reins a few times, looking extremely calm.
…Wait a minute, let me think of an excuse.
Chi Xiaochi waited for a short while, and before Yan Yuanheng was about to open his mouth, he sighed regretfully: "The thirteenth prince does not want to talk to the last commander, then the commander will retire."
Yan Yuanheng was startled, he watched Shi Tingyun drive his horse away without turning his head, clenching the reins, and a hint of remorse appeared on his face.
Chi Xiaochi rode to the front of the carriage, leaned over and raised the sedan curtain: "Sir, how are you feeling, do you feel dizzy?"
Inside Lou Ying, wearing loose and comfortable clothes, was leaning on the soft pillow and reading a book. Hearing the sound, he raised his head and smiled slightly, looking in good spirits.
This life is different from the previous life. The situation in the southern border is stable, and the poisonous incident is more than half a year later. Therefore, the team's speed is not slow and slow, and Ashu has enough time to arrange, and even offers a bergamot in the carriage.
Different from the sweet fragrance of ordinary spices, the fragrance of bergamot can relieve the discomfort caused by bumps.
Chi Xiaochi felt relieved, turned over and dismounted, handed the reins to Ashu on one side, and quickly caught up with the slow-moving carriage.
Lou Ying still doesn't know what the world line is. They left the General's Mansion early in the morning and set off from the West City Gate. After traveling for more than 20 miles, Chi Xiaochi found an opportunity to exchange feelings with him.
He repeated the general situation of the world line to Lou Ying.
Lou Ying nodded: "Do you have an idea?"
Chi Xiaochi asked back: "Sir, why do you think Chu Ziling just took out a piece of jade pendant, and there will be officials in the Southern Border Dynasty to support Chu Ziling as the prince?"
"Because he captured Shi Tingyun alive and killed Shi Jinghong, he said that he was the prince, and someone immediately believed him and came out to support him?"
Lou Ying understood what he meant: "... Chu Ziling, did he contact these people beforehand?"
"Those southern border courtiers, Xiao Jiujiu, are not bad." Chi Xiaochi said, "First conceal the identity of Chu Ziling and keep it secret. If he is really a prince and returns with great merit, these courtiers will push the boat along the river and speak out to support him. The emperor's ministers can gain a lot of benefits; if he fails to succeed and dies halfway, these officials have nothing to lose, but it is no pity that they are just a secret agent who died. Chu Ziling's business is just right Made it to their hearts.”
As he said that, he tapped his temple: "Sh Tingyun still remembers the names of those ministers who often come to Chu Ziling's tent."
In Shi Tingyun's memory, there were three people who were well received by Chu Ziling after he came to power.
General Pasha, who faced off against the Beifu army in Zhennanguan all the year round, was a deputy general in the tent of the main general Timur.
General Wu Yichun, a general of the cavalry army stationed on the northwest side of Zhennanguan, did not undertake any combat tasks, but was mainly responsible for the transportation of military rations.
A literate official surnamed Jin, according to their official position in the court, should be from the second rank, he is a brother-in-law with Pasha, he has no achievements, and he is still mediocre in his forties.
Of course, this was their pre-promotion position.
Since Chu Ziling came to power, they have grown so rapidly. With their previous ability, unless the ancestral grave smokes, there is basically no hope.
After reading Chi Xiaochi's notes, Lou Ying understood: "He chose the candidates very accurately. They are all people with real power and connections, but still want to continue to climb up."
In a general sense, Chu Ziling's background is indeed not very glorious, so in order for him to walk smoothly, he has to pave the way for himself in advance.
However, he happened to meet a chug-chug ground drill like Chi Xiaochi.
Lou Ying added: "There shouldn't be many people who know Chu Ziling's true identity."
"It's not much. If you don't have a good hand of poker, who would want to throw a clear card." Chi Xiaochi said, "But it's not bad."
Lou Ying: "So you plan to keep pressing Chu Ziling so that he has no chance..."
Chi Xiaochi said, "How can I do it. I have to hold him well."
He looked at the sky and said to himself, "Speaking of which, my letter arrived the day before yesterday, and the letter sent by Chu Ziling should have arrived."
He pondered.
If calculated based on the usual troop formation speed in Southern Border, the fastest day after day and the slowest seven days later, Dingyuan City will be harassed by a small group of Southern Border troops.
This is Chu Ziling's consistent behavior, and he will never trust others. Even if he gets news from Shi Tingyun, he will first send troops to test the situation in Dingyuan City.
Like Shi Tingyun, he knew Wen Feiru who was guarding Dingyuan City. He is half of the southern border lineage and lives on the border, but his parents were killed by the invading southern border people.
This person is extremely brave and irritable, and he will kill the enemy in person in every battle. If he is seriously injured, facing such a scarce force, it is very likely that a young general will be sent to fight.
On the surface, it is contempt, but in fact it is arrogance.
If Chi Xiaochi was not mistaken, Chu Ziling would send a letter and instruct those who contacted him. If Wen Feiru came out to fight in person, then he would not be seriously injured. If the leader is to fight in the future, then you have to think about it before you fight. Wen Feiru is probably not in the city, and Governor Zhang, who is also in Dingyuan City, has good intelligence and is a little difficult to deal with; but if you send a small person to fight in the future, don’t miss the opportunity. The person in charge of the city was still Wen Feiru, so he would send his troops to fight, not to seize the city, but to capture Wen Feiru and behead him with an arm.
Chu Ziling's arrangement has another layer of magic.
- He can pick himself clean.
Many people know Wen Feiru's temperament, and it is not difficult to make the above inferences based on his actions against the enemy.
As for how the information of General Wen Feiru's injury was known to the people of the southern border, it could be pushed to which meticulous head, and no matter how suspicious it was, it would not be the case of Chu Ziling, who was thousands of miles away.
But Chu Ziling could never have imagined that there was another Chi Xiaochi who was plotting thousands of miles away.
Shi Jinghong and other people, his son sent a letter to him, without going into details, he can guess nine times out of ten, and there will be a proper way to deal with it.
Since he was a child, Shi Jinghong taught Shi Tingyun that he must know how to win and how to lose in war.
This victory was regarded as a gift he gave to Nanjiang for nothing.
Seeing Chi Xiaochi in a trance, Lou Ying simply stopped guessing and looked at him with the book in his hand, his heart and eyes were terribly soft.
Chi Xiaochi made a rough plan of the next plan, looked at the time, felt that he had been with his husband for a long time, and it was time to go out and let the wind out, so he greeted: "Sir, I'm leaving."
When Chi Xiaochi picked up the curtain and was about to get off the carriage, Lou Ying suddenly asked behind him, "Did you really count?"
Chi Xiaochi: "… what?"
Lou Ying stared at him: "Twenty-seven."
After Chi Xiaochi understood what he was referring to, he spread his hands: "It's nonsense. He doesn't know how to count."
He asked again, "Can you hear me?"
Lou Ying said: "Part of the function of the system has been restored, but I can only hear your voice, I can't speak, and I can't see the world line."
Chi Xiaochi hummed, and after jumping out of the carriage, he felt a little strange in his heart:
Brother Lou asked what do you do with this kind of thing
He consciously and voluntarily denied the most reasonable possibility, and walked towards the rear of the team.
After sending Chi Xiaochi away, Lou Ying continued to read in the fragrance of the bergamot.
… In fact, he was flipping through the world line, looking for clues.
The reading function of the world line has been restored half an hour ago.
Lou Ying just wanted to hear Chi Xiaochi stay by his side and tell stories for him seriously.
He was speculating about Chi Xiaochi's next possible action target.
After pondering for a while, he looked down at the Art of War in his hand, and said to himself, "... Dove."
I don't know if it was a coincidence, but after a few seconds, Chi Xiaochi's questioning voice came from his ear: "Did you bring the pigeon cage?"
Chu Ziling's reply followed: "I brought them all. They are all good pigeons picked out by the general's house. At worst, they have sent letters to the southern border dozens of times. Please rest assured, son."
Lou Yingxiao turned over a page of the book slightly and remained silent.
That night, the whole army was stationed in Baiqiu, buried in pots to make rice.
They originally set out with the food team, and the food was not bad. The evening meal included millet and roast chicken.
When the meal was cooked, Yan Yuanheng hesitated a few times, made great determination, and then sat next to Shi Tingyun in a posture he thought was the most natural and not artificial, and waited for the same chicken to be cooked with him.
Chi Xiaochi has eaten steamed buns in the last days, and he is happy to have a meal in the wild.
He turned over the oily roast chicken on the iron rack and asked Yan Yuanheng, "Are you used to it?"
Yan Yuanheng said calmly: "I have been on the battlefield. Once, I only drank water from a horse for three consecutive days."
He was talking about the first time he went to Zhennanguan to help.
Chi Xiaochi tore off a crispy roasted chicken leg and gave it to him.
Yan Yuanheng held it in his hand, did not open his mouth, looked down slightly, noticed that there was a bag hanging around his waist, frowned, and asked, "This thing is...? I haven't seen you wearing it before."
Chi Xiaochi looked down and said, "It was a gift from Yuan Zhao before he left."
It is said that it was given by Yan Yuanzhao, but it was actually sewn by his side concubine.
The sixth prince's side concubine is also a strange woman, and her boudoir name is Jinrou. When she was sixteen, she learned that she was going to be with the sixth prince. After receiving the decree to thank her, she cried bitterly for a day and a night.
Outsiders thought she was crying with joy, or she was reluctant to marry, but her sisters of the same age from your family understood very well and went to comfort her one after another.
To use Yan Yuanzhao's bastard words, those who didn't know thought I was dead and she would be a widow when she got married.
At the beginning, Shi Tingyun kindly corrected him: "If you really died, she would laugh."
Yan Yuanzhao's response was a kick.
He said aggrieved: "Is it so reluctant to marry me?"
Shi Tingyun glanced at Yingying Yanyan who was beside him, and said, "Can you go out of the flower building and say this again?"
Yan Yuanzhao is really famous, and being promised to be a concubine is indeed not a good destination.
However, Shi Tingyun knew that Yan Yuanzhao drank, rode, cuju and prostitutes, but in matters of men and women, apart from the enlightened palace maid given by the emperor, he really never touched anyone else.
Yan Yuanzhao can be so carefree, all because of the favor of his biological mother. His biological mother is also the old queen. Seeing that his father and Wang are deeply affectionate, Yan Yuanzhao also has expectations for his wife.
He just wants the person he loves to be his wife, and the person he loves to have children for him.
On the night that Jinrou was married, Yan Yuanzhao made it clear to her that he had no feelings for her, and she didn't have to have any feelings for herself. She could do whatever she liked in the Sixth Prince's Mansion alone, as long as she didn't do anything dirty. Come, his money is enough to support her, eat and drink, and be happy forever.
Princess Liu Fang was also an upright person. She kept mumbling like an ordinary woman for a few days. She found out that Yan Yuanzhao really had no interest in her, so she felt at ease. Also happy.
This time, Shi Tingyun was going to the southern border. Yan Yuanzhao went back to the house to talk to Jinrou, and she rushed out with a pair of purses and went to the temple to open the lights. Yan Yuanzhao had one, and Shi Tingyun had one.
When Yan Yuanzhao brought the purse, he was very serious: "Keep it for me. This object has been opened by the master. If you are in danger, this object will be sensitive. No matter how long it is, I will save you."
When Chi Xiaochi took the purse, he weighed it in his hand, thinking, do you all give this to straight men
Hearing this, Yan Yuanheng's eyes changed.
When he set out in the morning, when he said goodbye to his father and king, he saw this thing on the waist of the sixth emperor, and looking at its style, it was exactly the same as the one in front of him.
... Could it be that the person Ting Yun said he liked was Brother Sixth Emperor