In the carriage, the female family members all had tears on their faces, their temples were scattered, and they hugged together on the constantly shaking car.
After about an incense stick, Jingma was finally appeased, and the car stabilized again.
There was a screeching voice from the driver outside.
"A woman who has suffered a thousand knives!" one of them said, "Five thunder strikes!"
They are all real mortals, and they don't usually cast spells by immortals, so they don't suspect that someone is doing a trick.
The guards restored order and continued to escort the carriage forward.
Ling Fengxiao lifted a corner of the curtain, and Lin Shu saw the outside through this corner.
There are about 30 guards—these female relatives are all weak women who are helpless. They don’t have to be afraid to escape, they just need to prevent them from seeking death. Therefore, they are equipped with very few troops.
The car stabilized, and the female relatives all looked at him and Ling Fengxiao, and timidly looked at the lady in the center.
As the wife of Sima Youcheng, Mrs. is obviously a woman who has seen big scenes. At this time, she was the calmest among the female relatives, and said to Ling Fengxiao, "Two heroines, what should we do next?"
"Don't make trouble." Ling Fengxiao said lightly, "After arriving at the laundry, there will naturally be someone to answer."
Madam took a few deep breaths and said, "Okay."
"Girl..." A girl beside Madam said, "Are you here to save us?"
Ling Fengxiao: "En."
There was ecstasy in the girl's eyes.
Ling Fengxiao: "Don't move."
The girl obediently obeyed, and did not shout out or make any movements, only those eyes full of joy that looked back and forth on Ling Fengxiao and Lin Shu betrayed her excitement.
Ling Fengxiao said, "Keep crying."
The female relatives looked at each other, pondered a few times, and began to fake crying.
For a while, there was another mourning in the carriage.
The coachman scolded outside: "Where's Howl?"
The female relatives kept crying, and the driver had nothing to say—it seems that this situation has been staged countless times along the way.
Lin Shu looked at the women in the carriage.
Although haggard, it can be seen that the clothes on his body are of extraordinary material, and the skin is also very delicate, and at first glance, he is spoiled.
Such a woman has lived in a deep house all her life, and even because of the etiquette, she has never even seen a man outside—but now she has suffered a great disaster, and she is going to be a camp prostitute in the bitter and cold places on the border. It is indeed worth crying.
He also thought that there are many types of girls in this world.
There are gentle and weak noble girls like the female family members of the Sima family, and there are ghostly cultivators and knights like Yue Ruoyun, Ling Baochen and Ling Baoqing, and Xie Zishe, who is full of poetry and books, and immediately went to Beijing to take up jobs after leaving the school. A scribe who is no different from a man.
Of course, it was the eldest lady who stood out the most.
Not only is it outstanding among girls, even if it is placed in the whole world, it is also unique.
He looked at the eldest young lady who was covering up with the cry of the female family members and whispered something to Mrs. Sima, and pondered the person of this person.
Looking at Ling Fengxiao's extremely calm eyes, and listening to the unwavering tone, he felt that the eldest lady really didn't look like a girl, she didn't have a soft and soft aura at all.
After that, he began to imagine how the eldest lady would cry like these female relatives, or look like Ling Baoqing's coquettish and pompous.
- Can't imagine.
Lin Shu silently looked away.
He thinks it's good for Miss.
Otherwise, I really don't know how to deal with it.
Amidst the cries, the convoy finally came to the bottom of the city of rejection.
The guards at the head of the city verified the customs clearance certificate and shouted to the other side: "Let go!"
After a dull shaft sound, the heavy copper door opened to both sides, revealing a gap that could only accommodate a carriage.
The convoy lined up and entered one by one.
Lin Shu looked at the city by moonlight.
silence.
The extremely tidy streets stretched in all directions, and the houses in the distance were shadowy. It was probably a curfew, and no one moved. In the dead night, only the sound of horses' hooves coming from an unknown direction, like a guard patrolling.
The three levels of Beibei, Zhenyuan, and Anning are easy to defend and difficult to attack, guarding the entire southern summer.
Therefore, the defenses of these three places are also the tightest - as long as one checkpoint is breached and the natural danger is lost, the Northern Xia cavalry can drive straight in, unless they have more than twice the strength, it will be difficult to stop.
The carriage went all the way north, and after passing this small town square several miles long, it really arrived at the Junbei Pass in the north of Junbei City.
A large open flat land with no end in sight. Every other section of the road, a torch is lit, illuminating the rejection of the Beibeiguan camp.
The largest one in the center, next to the school grounds, is the general tent, and the few next to it should be the sites of elite guards, lieutenants, counselors, etc.
Further out, is the soldiers' barracks.
There are 30,000 elite soldiers stationed in Beibeiguan, and 50,000 soldiers in Luoyancheng, Lemapo, and Feishiguan in the rear. Once Beibeiguan lights up beacon smoke, they can immediately come to the rescue.
Lin Shu looked into the distance. He had only heard from others that the situation was tense, but now, looking at the soldiers' camp that stretched for more than ten miles, he finally felt the atmosphere of the upcoming war.
The carriage headed to the northwest corner. Unlike the awe-inspiring silence in other places, the camp in the northwest corner was lit with lights and people walking around.
- This is the legendary red tent.
The female relatives looked at the tent with fearful expressions.
Ling Fengxiao had ended the conversation with Mrs. Sima and returned to him.
I just heard Ling Fengxiao say lightly: "In ancient times in the military, there was a custom of setting up camp prostitutes to accompany the army. It is said that soldiers have been away from home for a long time, so setting up camp prostitutes can comfort the soldiers and reassure the army. In fact, the wealth of soldiers and prostitutes comes from the army's salary, and is paid by the red tent. Once collected, it can be recharged for national use.”
Just as he was talking, the carriage had entered the northwest corner and entered the area where the red tent was located. There were some unpleasant sounds faintly heard from outside the car.
Several young girls in the car gave a cramped "ah", plugged their ears, or were hugged by the older lady.
Lin Shu felt that many pairs of black eyes were looking at him and Ling Fengxiao anxiously, as if they were looking for a savior.
Without them, these female relatives would definitely become people in the red tent after tonight.
In the red account, life is like duckweed, who would care how noble their previous identities were.
Ling Fengxiao fell into a barrier, and the next moment, the voices outside were completely cut off.
Just listen to the eldest lady sneer: "Because I have been away from home for a long time, I have no wife and no concubines, so I want to act like a prostitute, humiliate innocent women, and kill them."
A female relative lowered her head and said, "The world is as black as crows, and all men in the world are the same."
The carriage was silent for a while, and someone sobbed a few times.
After a while, Ling Fengxiao said, "...Maybe there are also white crows."
Lin Shu thought silently, he felt that he was quite white.
The author has something to say: Your brother Shao also feels that he is quite white and is trying to survive.
*I checked the information, and the place similar to the red tent does exist, and it started from the Spring and Autumn Period.