Xue Yuan had no way to go back to the capital, and what was even more difficult was that the post station no longer delivered letters.
How did this happen!
Isn't it true that after a year, Gu Yuanbai will completely forget about him? !
Xue Yuan thought of this, and immediately strode out of the camp, driving a horse with a black face and chasing the people from the inn.
Fortunately, the wind and snow in the northern Xinjiang were heavy, and the people at the inn did not dare to walk fast. Xue Yuan caught up with the people in the inn after a while. He drove the horse forward and said politely with a good temper: "Your inn is really not good. Did you send a letter to the capital?"
The officials in the station had layers of snow on their eyebrows and eyelids, and shouted loudly, "Sir, we really don't deliver letters, it's too cold today."
Xue Yuan muttered to himself, "I didn't hear that."
He suddenly restrained the horse and turned over, quickly stepped forward and reached out to grab the post official's horse, and then hooked his finger down, causing him to bend over.
Seeing his tall figure, the inn official felt timid in his heart, bent down obediently, and said, "Sir, what's the matter with you?"
"I want to discuss something with you, sir," Xue Yuan was in a hurry, so he didn't wear a cotton-padded jacket. The clothes on his body made others feel cold when they saw it in the ice and snow, but his hands were very strong, and his slenderness was slightly frozen. The five red fingers grabbed the neck and collar of the official at the post station, so that the person would not escape directly. He said in a good voice, "My lord, if I have a letter that I need to send to the capital in a hurry?"
"As long as it is related to the border war, someone will send it to Beijing," the station official replied honestly, "If you have an urgent letter, it depends on which aspect it is."
That is, now only war-related letters can be sent, and others cannot be sent.
Xue Yuan wiped his face, "Okay, I'll send a letter related to the war."
He had to ask what was going on.
The station official said: "Only the main general has the right to write a memorial at the end of the year."
Xue Yuan: "..."
He tightened his hand with a smile, and said politely in the terrified expression of the station official: "I will not deliver the letter anymore, I will only send an oral letter to the capital. There are countless people coming and going in the station, and there will always be people who will come back to Beijing to report their work, you guys. If you don’t go, someone will always go.”
"I only have one sentence," his eyebrows sank instantly, "Go and tell the sage, don't believe what those people say about Xue Yuan."
"Including other people surnamed Xue, including San Yuyan."
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It finally snowed in Beijing in January.
The snow fell for three consecutive days, and in the midst of the heavy snow, one person braved the snow to enter the capital.
Wrapped in a cloak and a heavy hat, he occasionally raised his eyes to look at the people on both sides of the road in the capital. Unfamiliar and familiar, I found a friend's mansion in it.
The goose feather snow was flying, but there was no trace of snow on the roads of the capital. The thick snow has been swept to both sides of the road, and on the exposed flat ground, there are carriages and children dressed like balls passing by every now and then.
The man slowed down and watched the capital slowly for half an hour. By the time he found his friend's mansion, a layer of snow had already accumulated on his body.
When the friend walked out of the house, he laughed and scolded: "Well, you Lin Zhicheng, how long have we been waiting for you? Why are you only here now!"
Lin Zhicheng got off the horse and asked with a smile, "You guys?"
"Come in," the friend ran over and took him to the mansion in person, "It's us, except me, everyone who knows you're coming back has already come."
After a while, everyone sat on the kang, eating and drinking around the dining table in the middle, chatting and laughing constantly, looking at Lin Zhicheng, who was calm but still in good spirits, his eyes were wet: "Didn't the sage ask you to come back to report after the new year? You? Why are you back now?"
"I'm in a hurry," Lin Zhicheng had entered middle age, with a smile on his resolute face, "I finally saw the dawn, how can I not be in a hurry? Besides, I don't have any family to tie me down, so naturally I can set off and go on the road at any time. ."
As he said that, he asked what he wanted to ask for a long time: "What's going on with your bed? Why is it still hot?"
The friends who were touched just now burst into laughter: "This is exactly what the sage made, it's called a heated kang, do you know what a heated kang is?"
Lin Zhicheng said: "I know, of course I know, I saw your article."
He touched the heated kang with his hand, thought for a while, and said, "I just walked around the capital for half an hour and found that many remote and narrow paths are now covered with bluestone slabs."
"Yes," the friend nodded lightly, then sighed, "You don't know, a lot has changed in the capital."
"Indeed," Lin Zhicheng said, "I have rarely seen beggars curled up in the corners along the way."
The friend said: "Then I will take you to Beijing to take a look after the meal is finished."
Lin Zhicheng raised his glass and said, "Okay."
Soon, Gu Yuanbai also learned the news that Lin Zhicheng was returning to Beijing to report his work. Three days later, he recruited Lin Zhicheng to Miansheng in the palace.
When Lin Zhicheng saluted, Gu Yuanbai deliberately looked at him. Lin Zhicheng was already thirty, and he was approaching the age of forty. It is the age of the dragon and the tiger. Although he has been a pirate, he is still the leader of the pirates, but there is no bandit in him.
Gu Yuanbai talked to him about the old times, which naturally started from the time of the late emperor. Gu Yuanbai had read the book Lin Zhicheng wrote to the late emperor before, and his tone was very direct and unpleasant. Gu Yuanbai had already prepared that he would not speak, but he did not expect that after these five years of tempering, Lin Zhicheng's words had softened a lot, and occasionally he would say some hilarious words.
He speaks well in Mandarin, but also has a Hokkien accent. After chatting with Gu Yuanbai, Lin Zhicheng said by himself: "Sir, your accent is a bit heavy, I don't know if you can understand it."
"Yes," Gu Yuan smiled, "Sir Lin's Mandarin is very good."
When Gu Yuanbai was in college, one of his roommates was from Fujian, and more coincidentally, there was another buddy from Hunan. Under the influence of each other, the entire dormitory was almost speechless, and a group of top students occasionally returned. Can pop out a few words in his own accent.
After chatting, Lin Zhicheng talked about the sailor, Gu Yuanbai nodded and tapped on the armrest: "I think the same way as Lord Lin, the importance of sailors is not inferior to Master Lu. But for the generals who train sailors, I haven't been able to find anything I like."
The meaning of the sage is obvious. After saying these words, Lin Zhicheng felt a little turbulent in his heart. He clasped his fists in a deep voice: "If the sage does not dislike it, I would like to do my best for the sage."
Gu Yuanbai said hello, he smiled and walked over to help Lin Zhicheng in person, "If I get Lord Lin, it's like a treasure. Lord Lin, Daheng's navy will be handed over to you!"
"Yes!" Lin Zhicheng leaned over deeply.
After finishing the business, Lin Zhicheng should have retired, but he suddenly remembered one thing and said: "Sir, when I passed the station, I was asked by the officials of the station to bring it to the sage."
Gu Yuanbai became interested, "What is it?"
"It seems to be what a general said, but who is this general, the people at the inn forgot to say what the minister said." Lin Zhicheng pondered, and said: "He said: Please don't believe the words that forced your mouth to say. Whether it's someone else surnamed Xue, or San Yuyan."
That's compelling.
Gu Yuanbai was silent for a while, then nodded with a weird expression, and asked Lin Zhicheng to retreat.
He wanted to laugh a little, and thought about the general in Lin Zhicheng's words.
It must be Xue Yuan, not someone else.
Gu Yuanbai turned the jade wrench on his hand and asked Tian Fusheng, "Niangen, have the inn stopped?"
Tian Fusheng said, "That's right."
"Tian Fusheng, what do you mean by Xue Yuan's words?" Gu Yuanbai closed his eyes, showing no joy or anger, "he told me not to believe what others said, it makes sense. Regarding the border war, about Daheng political affairs, I never listen to partial beliefs. The other people surnamed Xue mentioned in his mouth are San Yuyan, one is from his house, the other is his friend. These people do not believe, he let I believe him?"
Tian Fusheng cautiously: "Then do you believe it?"
Gu Yuanbai glanced at him and asked, "Which aspect?"
As soon as these words came out, Tian Fusheng knew that the sage still trusted Lord Xue, and at worst there were several aspects of trust. He also felt wronged for Lord Xue in his heart. After all, a man who could use jade power for himself, a man who could do this for the saint, Tian Fusheng really couldn't doubt the heart of Lord Xue for the saint.
But the matter of Yu Shi can't be said, so as not to dirty the ears of the Holy One. Tian Fusheng had no choice but to say, "Your Highness, maybe Lord Xue also has difficulties."
Have trouble? Gu Yuanbai thought to himself, don't believe what other people say, whether it is the person surnamed Xue or San Yuyan. Could it be that those people were not sent by him to protect Chu Wei? Chu Wei has been unlucky again and again these days. He was caught and taught a lesson in the alley again, and he was taken care of by the Seventh Prince of Xixia. It should be protected by Xue Yuan.
There is another Xue Er in the Xue family, but Xue Er and Chu Wei have never had an intersection. Chu Wei and Xue Yuan are the same couple in the original text, and the expressions of the servants of the Xue family... He rubbed Forehead, I don't know what I want to do with this.
I don't plan to go to Xue Yuan anymore, it doesn't matter to him whether the relationship between him and Chu Wei is clean or not.
No, when did he take the initiative to prostitute Xue Yuan
The anger after being played by Xue Yuan is still heavy when I think of it.
If Xue Yuan was really wronged, if he really didn't know anything...
He opened his eyes and said coldly, "Go and call the servants and guards of Xue's house that day."
If Gu Yuanbai misunderstood, and Gu Yuanbai was wrong, then Gu Yuanbai would simply admit his mistake and apologize to Xue Yuan. If it was Xue Yuan who did it, but he still refused to admit it, and went to entangle with Chu Wei secretly while facing Gu Yuanbai affectionately. If he really treated Gu Yuanbai as a fool, then Xue Yuan had better be prepared to be ruthlessly returned by Gu Yuanbai.
Gu Yuanbai will check things out clearly, and check them one by one according to what Xue Yuan said.
Xue Yuan, Gu Yuanbai's eyes are dark, you better not play me a second time.