"Why three days?"
Fu Rong took off his young general's clothes, put on a Confucian robe and belt, and was arranging his hair, crown, and appearance.
Three days are enough for Julu Kingdom to redeploy their troops and horses. Three days are enough for Moye to regroup. Three days... the change is too big.
Wang Zebang hugged his helmet, loosened his stiff limbs, and leaned against the wall of the tower to rest for a while.
After this battle, he was not only exhausted, but also deeply tired. However, he had other plans later, so he could only take the time to hide with Fu Rong for a moment to relax and catch his breath.
"Don't worry, the general has his own arrangements." He said calmly.
Seeing that he spoke so firmly, I guess he must have planned it in advance.
"You and Wei Yao, you two have been following the general these days, but you have almost squeezed out my position. When I first arrived, I am like a blind man. What have you secretly arranged?" Fu Rong asked sourly.
He looked like a scholar at this time, and his appearance had changed. If the way he spoke had not changed, no one would be able to guess whose role he had played before.
Wang Zebang is different from Wei Yao. He never pays attention to boring topics like Fu Rong.
He stood up straight and twisted his sore neck and elbows: "You should know that the general will ask you to do it. What's the rush?"
Fu Rong caught a glimpse of his depressed and gloomy expression and walked over: "What's wrong with you?"
"What's wrong?" Wang Zebang raised his eyes, as if he didn't know what he was talking about.
Fu Rong asked directly: "Ever since you found out that Sang Xuanqing is our general's wife, you seem to have been unhappy. Is it because you dislike her for not being worthy of a general, or because...she killed Gong Shulan?"
Wang Zebang stared at the air with cold eyes and did not reply for a long time.
Since you can’t answer it, it’s probably both.
"you……"
Fu Rong was about to say something, but out of the corner of his eye he saw Wei Yao trotting over to him, so he temporarily stopped talking.
Wei Yao raised his eyebrows. Seeing that Fu Rong had changed his clothes again, he knew that he was preparing to change his identity. He also knew this man's virtues. He was afraid of death and would not feel safe unless he hid himself among the crowd.
"Stop being naughty and hurry over. The general is looking for you."
When Fu Rong heard that the general was looking for him, he trembled reflexively, as if he had anticipated what would happen: "No, come again?"
His face dropped.
Wei Yao also knew what was going on, and he sympathized with him a little this time. He patted the other party on the shoulder: "Who calls you a ghost-eyed Fu Rong? You know the subtle things that others can't detect, and the general won't look for them." Who are you looking for?"
"I don't want to either. Could it be that being observant is the reason for me to suffer?" Fu Rong stroked his face and looked at the two of them pitifully: "Brother, as long as the general's wife cannot be found for a day, it will not only be the general who will go crazy. , I guess I’m going crazy too.”
Speaking of Zheng Quchi, Wei Yao recalled all kinds of things in the past, with mixed emotions on his face.
He sighed softly: "Yes, I just hope that the general can get what he wants. Go quickly. If you keep the general waiting for a long time, you will only suffer more."
After Fu Rong left, Wang Zebang glanced at Wei Yao and couldn't help but ask: "Your brother Sang has become your mistress. How do you feel?"
Wei Yao touched his eyes in pain: "Don't~ don't talk about this, I can't think about this now."
Wang Zebang looked indifferent and sneered at the corner of his mouth: "Who says it's not the case? Sang Xuanqing and Zheng Quchi, these two brothers and sisters are actually the same person. She has been chosen by General Daqing from the beginning to the end."
Wei Yao always knew what he was thinking. Seeing his expression at this moment, she couldn't help but persuade him: "Zebang, the general chooses his own people. Whether it is a mistake or destiny, since it is an established fact, you You have to relax your mind, understand, and accept.”
"You don't have to tell me what to do, I know it myself." Wang Zebang passed him expressionlessly, but was caught by Wei Yao: "The general... needs her, you should be able to tell."
Wang Zebang paused for a moment, and then relaxed his shoulders and said with a face that was difficult to accept: "Mrs. Madam... is gentle and gentle, a noble daughter of the public family, majestic and dignified, like an immortal descended from a fairyland. But Sang Xuan, no. , it’s Zheng Quchi, you’ve seen what she looks like, she’s dark and short, has neither looks nor morals, how can I accept such a woman marrying a general?”
After listening to his psychological words, Wei Yao seemed to be unable to hold on anymore, and finally laughed: "Zebang, Zebang, you don't understand feelings. You only married a wife to move your family back into a house." Mistress, will she make you happy, angry, crazy and sad? No, because you married this woman for the sake of your family. In other words, she is just the mistress of the Wang family, not you. The person Wang Zebang falls in love with."
"But the general is different from you. He has never taken the Yuwen family seriously, and he will not use the rise and fall of the Yuwen family as an action indicator. He will marry Zheng Quchi, not for any reason, just because he wants to marry."
"But there are so many talented and beautiful women in the world, why does it have to be her?" Wang Zebang still couldn't understand.
He always felt that his constant standards were correct, and that other things were not important at all.
Wei Yao put away his smile and said seriously: "General and you are different, because you can marry any woman you listed that meets the conditions of Wang's mistress, not just one person, and General... there are many choices, There are Princess Sheng'an, various noble ladies from the dynasty, and Gong Shulan. Which one of these people is not the top woman in the Seven Kingdoms, but he has not married anyone, but in a borderland like Fu County, On such an ordinary morning, such an ordinary bride-seeing team, Zheng Quchi was chosen as his wife..."
"It's just that...he has to be her."
Whether it was fate, destiny or something else, Wei Yao didn't know. He only knew that there were so many women coming and going around the general, but he just chose Zheng Quchi.
Therefore, to him, she was different from others.
Wang Zebang's pupils shook, and it took him a while to utter a few words: "But why her?"
This time the question was not so firm.
Wei Yao shrugged and joked: "How do I know this? Why don't you risk being killed by the general and ask it yourself?"
Wang Zebang asked seriously, but he brushed him off and gave Wei Yao an angry look: "Since you don't know anything, why do you still say so much?"
Wei Yao stretched out his arm and hooked him, and the two brothers gave him a good nudge: "Because I don't want you to make a mistake in your errand because your mind can't turn around for a moment. I don't know how important Zheng Quchi is in the general's heart at this time. , but when you think about it, he was willing to give up his original plan for her and choose a risky way to start the war. You can guess that even if it is not unique, it is still important. If you have a rift with her because of Gong Shulan..."
"Long talk!" Wang Zebang couldn't listen anymore and interrupted: "I, Wang Zebang, will only be loyal to the general in my life. As long as it is the general's wish, even if I change my heart and tear off a layer of leather clothes, I will still pretend to be willing. You Do you think you can compare with me?"
Wei Yao opened his eyes exaggeratedly and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, in this regard, we are indeed inferior to you. You have the heart of an old father, but I know it."
"What nonsense are you talking about? Don't be disrespectful to the general!" Wang Zebang said angrily.
"Zebang, we can't make the decision for the general. What path he will take in the future and who he will choose are all decided by the general himself. But what is certain is that we will always be by his side." Wei Yao raised his head. A toothy smile.
When Wang Zebang heard this, his heart was in a state of flux. After a long time, the knot in his heart finally relaxed a lot.
——
On the one hand, Wei Yao worked hard to solve Wang Zebang's problems, trying to resolve the conflicts that had accumulated invisibly. On the other hand, Fu Rong was also trying his best to solve Yu Wensheng's problems.
But compared with the gradually harmonious atmosphere there, he only felt that he was in dire straits at this time.
In the city guard's mansion, the south garden is covered with bamboo and cypress shadows. Yu Wensheng is standing on the porch, with Qiu Han hugging his neck. He is standing in the wind wearing a wide and thin mysterious clothes. He does not wear a mask, but ties a red gauze scarf around his eyes. On the table, he held a sugar bag stained with dark brown stains in his hands.
Once he took off his armor and returned to his home, his pale face, hair as black as thick fog, and his thin and sickly temperament were like blue smoke, just like the noble man in the painting.
He had retrieved everything that belonged to Zheng Quchi from the pretender, including the sugar bag that Zheng Quchi had picked up after it had dropped.
He always has a sweet tooth these days, and once he has some free time, he will always chew on the candies one after another.
But after seeing that there was not much sugar left in the sugar bag, he was reluctant to part with it.
In the past, Zheng Quchi would always buy him refills from time to time, but now she is missing... If he finishes eating, what will he do in the future?
Holding it in his hand, the temperature in his hand would make it sugary. When he let it go, he felt empty in his heart. Tortured by such repeated emotions, he had not slept peacefully for a long time.
When Zheng Quchi was by his side, he was used to sleeping all night until dawn. Once he returned to the days when she didn't appear, he would find the late nights unbearable.
After Fu Rong came over, he asked for a courtesy and then followed Yu Wensheng's orders.
"Describe to me in detail the situation when you recognized her that day in Guixuanling."
Fu Rong wailed in his heart, "Mother, here we go again."
These days, the general always asked him to recall over and over again the method and angle through which he identified Zheng Quchi's identity.
"That day, when Fu Rong saw Sang Xuanqing disguised as the general's wife, he felt a familiar feeling on him. This comes from my familiarity with the human body. The bones of each person's body are unique, even if they are similar. It is impossible to be exactly the same, so I became suspicious, observed carefully, and finally concluded that Sang Xuanqing should not be a man but a woman through the differences in male and female body structures..."
Fu Rong numbly recounted what happened that day, exactly as it was, including the details of how he recognized Zheng Quchi and his mental activities.
The general asked him to speak again because he was too general.
Later he elaborated on the content.
But because it was too brief, the general asked him to speak again.
Therefore, he has rich content.
Now that he is a mature storyteller, he can deliver stories that are both true and full of storylines, fully satisfying the listener.
"At that time, the general's wife had very sharp eyes. When she saw that her subordinates were trying to capture her (it must not be mentioned that she showed signs of committing murder at that time, she would be resented by the general), she immediately loosened her clothes a little (actually because of the emergency, she pulled hard enough to reveal A large area of the shoulder and neck area, but it cannot be said that the general will gouge out his eyes), and the subordinate happened to see the lady's Luan bracelet hanging around her neck..."
Finally, the things to be explained were finished. Fu Rong thought that this trip should be over, but the general suddenly asked.
"How many injuries did she have?"
Fu Rong was horrified after hearing this. He didn't dare to look at the general's expression as he asked questions at this moment. He just said bravely: "There are six places in total. The whipping positions should be concentrated on the back and legs. The bruises caused by falling are on the elbows, knees and jaws." There is also a... hidden weapon wound on the waist."
Speaking of hidden weapon injuries, the surrounding air suddenly dropped by more than ten degrees. It was already a cold winter outdoors, but now it was even more unbearably cold.
"No, you forgot to mention the palm wound on her chest."
Fu Rong trembled even more: "...Yes, my subordinates ignored it."
Where did the palm injury come from?
It's not like he was the one who hit him. What's going on with the general's deathly and terrifying tone? !
Yu Wensheng stood in the corridor, the shadows from the eaves tiles falling down made his eyes dim: "A few days ago, I found a strong barbarian to try. The same injury, the same position, the same experience. It was such a disaster, what do you think he is doing now?"
What Fu Rong is most afraid of now is answering the general's questions. He has no idea which of his sentences really want answers and which of them are talking to himself.
Before, he answered based on his feeling, which was probably the wrong answer. He almost didn't survive. If he hadn't been quick and quick to respond, he had added a supplementary answer...
I didn't dare to answer, but I had to answer: "He...is dead?"
"Yes, dead." Yu Wensheng nodded.
Seeing the general eating candy again, this kind of scene often happened recently, but Fu Rong felt weird and scary every time.
He didn't understand what made the general develop this habit, but subconsciously he thought that his change came from his wife.
After holding back for a few days, Fu Rong finally summoned up all his courage and blurted out: "General, my wife will definitely be blessed with great blessings. Since Mo Ye kidnapped my wife, he only thought it was profitable, so he wouldn't turn a blind eye even if he thought about it. I watched madam succumb to serious injuries and lost the important bargaining chip used to blackmail us."
"But Yang Gu and the others said that she disappeared and escaped on her own. Do you think this is worthy of belief?" Yu Wensheng asked again.
Fu Rong struggled to open his mouth: "Well, this matter... may be true, or it may be false."
God, if he is guilty, please let him go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, instead of letting him stay here and talk to the general who is obviously mentally unstable about some obviously dangerous topics.
He was worried that he would not survive the next second.
(End of chapter)
