When Zhao Shuangquan saw Xia Chu mentioning Guo Weidong, his expression became serious.
He looked at his two sons and hesitated to speak.
"It doesn't hurt to let them know. They are a few years older than Yunyi. Look at what you have taught them. They are not as good as that old fox Xia Weimou."
Old General Zhao originally wanted to persuade Zhao Shuangquan to stop protecting his sons and keep them ignorant of the world. However, when he looked at his two grandsons and then at Xia Chu, he suddenly felt depressed.
When Xia Chu saw Zhao Shuangquan being scolded, he couldn't help but cough slightly and said, "Grandpa, I grew up in the mountains."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Shuangquan glanced at Xia Chu gratefully and said to General Zhao, "That's right."
General Zhao snorted coldly.
Zhao Xingwen and Zhao Xingwu looked at each other, feeling disliked again for no reason.
"Uncle, did you find anything before?" Xia Chu asked.
He still remembered that on the day before leaving for Chongqing, General Zhao said that there was no evidence to catch wind and shadow.
"I have a confidant named Wan Zhongkui. One night he saw Guo Weidong receiving letters secretly, so he came back to report to me." Zhao Shuangquan nodded and began.
"What other sneaky ways can I use to receive letters?" Zhao Xingwu wondered in a low voice.
Zhao Shuangquan glanced at him and said: "Because, that is not the carrier pigeon used by our Xiaoguo army, but the nighthawk that Hu Bing is good at."
As soon as these words came out, Zhao Xingwen and Zhao Xingwu were shocked.
Xia Chu was quite calm, as if he had expected it.
General Zhao was quite satisfied when he saw that he was not alarmed, and motioned for Zhao Shuangquan to continue.
"Zhongkui and I designed a plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain. He would lure Guo Weidong away. I sneaked into his tent to check, but I didn't see any letters from the Hu people."
Zhao Xingwen and Zhao Xingwu breathed a sigh of relief. Although Guo Weidong was a bit domineering, he was still a citizen of the Xiao Kingdom and collaborating with the enemy was too big a deal.
Xia Chu looked at Zhao Shuangquan, waiting for his next words.
As expected, Zhao Shuangquan frowned and said with a solemn face: "But I saw a letter from the imperial concubine Li. Before I could read the specific content, I heard Zhongkui remind me that Guo Weidong will be back soon. The voice made me retreat first. I checked later and found that all the letters had been destroyed. So, my father and I began to pay attention to Guo Weidong. Although we knew that he was domineering in the army, we did not punish him more for fear of alerting the enemy. "
Zhao Xingwen and Zhao Xingwu were stunned and stunned.
Xia Chu's expression remained as usual, but he suddenly said: "No wonder that day, Guo Weidong and Yanjiang Hongxiao had a riding and shooting competition. Even my uncle and grandfather came to watch it. At that time, I also asked Shao Guanghua how grand the competition was. . It turns out that you have been observing him."
Old General Zhao nodded and said: "So, something unexpected happened that day. You suddenly asked us what was wrong in the army. This matter is of great importance and we cannot make rash guesses without evidence. I plan to let Shuangquan investigate first before telling you." You. Who would have expected what would happen next..."
Zhao Xingwen and Zhao Xingwu listened with half-understanding. Zhao Xingwu didn't dare to talk anymore, his eyes encouraged Zhao Xingwen.
Zhao Xingwen hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but asked: "So, Guo Weidong not only collaborated with the enemy, but also colluded with Concubine Li in the palace?"
Xia Chu nodded. There was no expression on his face, but his fists were clenched.
"Didn't Concubine Li have the Shi Jiajun? How could she be in contact with our Zhao Jiajun people? Could it be..." Zhao Xingwen suddenly understood something and covered his mouth, not daring to continue talking.
Zhao Xingwu still didn't understand, so he couldn't help but tug at his sleeves anxiously.
"Let's wait until His Highness King Mo comes to discuss this matter tomorrow." Xia Chu said to Old General Zhao.
"Does he know your identity?" General Zhao asked.
Xia Chu nodded, clicked his tongue and said, "It's not what I want to tell him. His nose is too good. Jingzhong has only seen me twice, but he can actually smell the smell of herbs on my body, which is worse than a dog's. "
Old General Zhao frowned and said, "Yun Yi, that is the current Prince Mo."
Xia Chu curled his lips indifferently.
"You are bullying me, His Highness King Mo..." Old General Zhao asked worriedly.
"He even dares to mobilize his private army, and he is not afraid of such a major rebellion. My little deceit is not worth mentioning."
"Yun Yi! His reinforcements are for us, and it is not for him that you deceive me." Old General Zhao is a man who knows his kindness in return for giving me a peach.
Therefore, he brought a trace of anger.
"Yes, His Highness King Mo is generous and will never reveal my identity. Grandpa, don't worry." Seeing that the old man was angry, Xia Chu quickly stopped his joking expression and replied seriously.
General Zhao saw him change his humble posture, nodded with satisfaction, and said: "It's getting late, you should go and rest first. I have worked hard these days."
"Yes." After Xia Chu bowed, he led Raven out of the tent.
Returning to his tent, Bian Ding flashed in.
"How many letters have you written these days?" Xia Chu asked straight to the point.
"Six letters. Three are from Bingwen, two are from the Marquis, and one is from His Majesty the Seventh Prince." Bian Ding presented it with both hands.
Xia Chu counted the days and found that it had only been eleven days since he arrived. Bingwen writes so densely, could it be...
Xia Chu quickly opened Bingwen's first letter. The letter said that he had found the Wuma talent. What the other party wanted was a pair of silver bells, and a portrait of the silver bells was attached below.
When Xia Chu saw the bell statue, he couldn't help but stood up in shock.
My little girl!
No, he is my master...
That statue of bells was clearly carved with the shape of a unicorn. Aren't those the pair of bells that Bai Ruofei hung on his silver bracelet after he went up the mountain? Later, he took it out because it was in the way and carefully stored it in the cabinet in the room.
Xia Chu really wanted to hug Bai Ruofei at this moment, he was such a good master.
Fortunately, he kept complaining that even though Bai Ruofei was so tall, she couldn't come up with a decent gift for him.
He looked at Bian Ding excitedly. He couldn't hold this, so forget it.
He turned around and looked at the raven again, well, let’s forget it...
He took a deep breath to calm down his joyful mood.
This is really the best news these days.
He calmed down and then read the letter at the back.
The next letter from Bingwen said that it was almost impossible to retain the Wuma Huacai, and the other one was that urgent news of Hu Jun's attack had reached the capital, and Bingwen was worried about his current situation.
When Xia Chu picked up his pen, Bian Ding had already polished it.
In his letter, he first informed Bingwen that Zhao Jiajun's matter had been dealt with, so that he could rest assured.
Secondly, ask Su Qian'an to go to the mezzanine under the cabinet in his room and get a small agarwood box with a pair of bells carved with unicorns inside. The bell can be handed over to Wuma Hua for inspection first.
But if he wants it, he must sell himself as a reward, and the contract will be two years. After two years, the bell will belong to Wuma Huacai.
Xia Chu finished writing the letter and put it aside, then read the letter from the Marquis.
In the letter at the front of the Marquis, he asked what happened to Guo Weidong.
In the second letter, it was also because he learned about Zhao Jiajun's current situation and worried about Xia Chu's safety.
Xia Chu thought for a while and replied with a peace letter first.
Then he unfolded Xiao Zimu's letter. Xiao Zimu's letter was quite long and the content was relatively trivial. Xia Chu counted the days. He was about to go to Guwan City, so he might as well come back in a few days.
Xia Chu packed up the two letters for Yin Zhi and Hou Ye respectively and handed them to Bian Ding.
Bian Ding took the order and retreated.
Xia Chu told the raven to rest early, but he was still immersed in the joy of the Wuma talent and could not calm down for a long time...
(End of chapter)