Yun Chuan paced back and forth in the yurt, constantly looking out.
After a while, Yun Xi came back.
"How's it going? Why did it take you so long? Did he ask about me?" Yun Chuan pulled Yun Xi and asked.
"Have you been waiting for me to come back?" Yun Xi sat leisurely beside the desk, looked up at Yun Chuan and smiled playfully.
"Good sister, please tell me quickly." Yun Chuan leaned over and said coquettishly.
"Brother Qingqiu didn't say a word. It was obvious that he was very disappointed." Yun Xi recalled the scene just now. She originally wanted to say goodbye to Yu Wenhan and Yang Qingqiu, but Qingqiu didn't say a word. Yu Wenhan thanked Shengze repeatedly, but Yang Qingqiu finally went to lead the horse without saying a word.
"Really? Even if he still has the heart, it's not in vain for me to endure it for so long." Yunchuan sat back on the carpet and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Then don't you miss him?" Yun Xi moved to sit next to Yun Chuan and asked.
"Imagine, the person who was originally living in my imagination suddenly became a reality. Of course I want to hold on tightly, but I'm really afraid that this is a dream." Yun Chuan looked at Yun Xi and smiled. Then he said, "However, I thought about it carefully last night. Although Shengze is not very reliable emotionally, at least one thing he said is right, 'We girls should not be too proactive. Men can get things too easily. I won't cherish it. And even if I go see him off this morning regardless of past grudges, he will still leave me and go back to the Central Plains. It's better to let him know that I am still angry, leave a knot in my heart, and have something to think about."
"Tsk tsk, my Princess Yunchuan, are you going to be called a master of love like the young prince?" Yun Xi nodded fondly on Yunchuan's forehead and said, "However, I just heard from Prince Ping and the young prince that they It may take as little as three months, or as long as half a year, and it will come back again.”
"Really, but there are still three months, hey!" Yun Chuan sat up and sighed.
"What's wrong? I just said it so coolly, but now I feel lovesick again." Yun Xi laughed. She didn't know what her cousin discussed with Shengze, but her voice was much louder when she mentioned this meeting time, and she knew that was what her cousin wanted her to hear.
"Isn't it? So this love expert is not that easy to be." Yunchuan lowered his head again.
"Hey, you and Brother Qingqiu are quite similar in that they are both strong and decent. Here you go, my cousin gave it to you." Yun Xi took out a note from her waist and handed it to Yun Chuan.
It turned out to be the mailing address of Dawei Capital, which Yu Wenhan promised to Yunchuan yesterday. "It would be great if Prince Ping in Qingqiu could be as understanding as he is." Yun Chuan said, putting away the note and saying, "Let's also pack up and go back to Tusang. I think my father and the others will be going back in a few days. "
Just as he was talking, Shengze's attendant came to report that a carriage had been prepared for Yunchuan Yunxi and was ready to set off at any time.
"Where is the young prince? I'm about to say goodbye to him." Yunchuan asked.
"The young prince has just gone out on urgent matters and told me to send the princess to Tusang safely." the guard replied.
"So anxious that you don't even have time to meet him?" Yun Chuan wondered, thinking: Is Shengze angry again?
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In the evening, the sun sets, and darkness seems to come faster than usual.
Yu Wenhan and Yang Qingqiu finally arrived at the border town. It was not yet the curfew time, but there were no people coming and going on the streets. The traders had already closed their stalls, and even many shops along the street were closed. This was different from the last time they arrived in the border town. The situation is exactly the opposite.
"Prince Ping, should we stay at the inn or go directly to the general's mansion." Yang Qingqiu asked.
"Find an inn to stay, and go to the Guyue Inn last time to find out why." Yu Wenhan said.
The two walked to Guyue Inn and saw the waiter taking down the red lantern at the door and hanging up a white lantern. There were also whispers in the lobby, and the atmosphere was strange.
"Last time someone died in the inn and I didn't see you changing the lantern. What happened?" Yang Qingqiu stepped forward and asked.
"Your Majesty, please don't ask any more questions." The waiter registered the lantern, took their horses, and warned them.
Yang Qingqiu and Yu Wenhan walked into the store and looked around. There was no shopkeeper in the inn. There were only two or three tables of people eating and talking quietly. "Brother, where is your shopkeeper?" Yang Qingqiu asked.
"The shopkeeper was taken to the General's Mansion." said a young waiter.
As soon as he finished speaking, the waiter who had just brought the horse back slapped the waiter on the forehead and scolded: "I told you to talk too much!" Then he looked at Yang Qingqiu and the two with a smile and said, "Sir, today is a tip-off." Or staying in a hotel?”
"Prepare two guest rooms for us." Yang Qingqiu handed the luggage to the waiter and said, "You help us get the room, and we will have something to eat down there first."
Yang Qingqiu and the others found a table near a crowded table, sat down, and ordered a few dishes. Yang Qingqiu saw that the people next to him were whispering and couldn't hear clearly at all, so he walked over directly and asked: "Two uncles, please forgive me for being rude. We two brothers were here a few days ago. It was prosperous and lively here. Could it be that this What happened in the past few days?"
The few people who were chatting quietly looked up at this uninvited guest, with a solemn official air, and then they all sat up straight and stopped talking.
When Yu Wenhan saw this, he came over and said, "We two brothers were passing through here to go to the Yunshi Conference. We took a detour and it was a little slower, but we thought that many people attending the Yunshi Conference would be there in the past two days. The border town should be very lively." He took out the plaque of the Yunshi Conference from his arms and put it on the table.
When these people saw that the plaque of the Yunshi Conference was indeed genuine, they lowered their guard and looked at each other. A bearded man quickly moved his seat so that they could sit over. Said: "How did you enter the city? Please keep this plaque, otherwise you will be kicked out of this small town now. Go back to where you came from."
"I heard that not everyone can go back and forth from anywhere. Those who are famous for their martial arts are kicked out, and those who are not famous for their martial arts are taken to the dungeons outside the city and locked up." Another uncle with thick eyebrows said .
"Why?" Yang Qingqiu thought about crossing the border today. Fortunately, the plaque he used was not this one, but the border merchant's plaque prepared separately.
"I heard that General Wang Yu's beloved son, our great demon king Wang Chengyu, was killed before the Yunshi Conference." The bearded uncle said softly.
"Nonsense, how could I not know?" Yang Qingqiu said.
"Hey, keep your voice down." The bearded uncle hissed, "You are just spectators at the Yunshi Conference. How can you know about a person of this level?"
"Uncle, didn't Wang Chengyu represent the imperial court at the Yunshi Conference? How could the Yuezhi tribe be harmed if they were polite and well treated?" Yu Wenhan filled the man's glass with wine and asked.
"The hospitality of the Yuezhi tribe was good, but on the eve of the Yunshi Conference, Wang Chengyu became accustomed to being overbearing. For some reason, he got into a fight with Huang Bei's prince, and brought many people to break the other's legs. Huang Bei was so angry that dozens of people left without even attending the Yunshi Conference. This Huang Bei was also vicious enough. He directly dragged Wang Chengyu and others out and killed them. Tusang sent people to find them with great difficulty. The body was delivered this morning." The bearded uncle said while gesturing with his hands.
Yang Qingqiu sneered, this story was really bizarre, and I don’t know which expert came up with it.
"It's true that I didn't see Huang Bei's people or Wang Chengyu at the Yunshi Conference." Yu Wenhan thought about the scene Yang Qingqiu described with himself, and asked, "Is this absolutely true? Huang Bei and our court are not on good terms. ?"
The bearded uncle grabbed the waiter who was passing by and asked: "Come on, tell me, what you heard this morning was that Huang Bei killed Wang Chengyu? Is your shopkeeper still being taken to the General's Mansion for questioning? Never came back."
The waiter looked aside and saw that the waiter in charge was not in the lobby, so he leaned over and said: "This morning, General Helian Qiji and King Zuo Xian of the Tusang ethnic group personally brought Wang Chengyu and all the people he brought to the desert. The corpses of the soldiers were all transported to General Wang Yu's mansion. The general's mansion was in chaos, and the general's wife fainted. I heard with my own ears that the soldier who took our shopkeeper away said that it was Huang Bei's people who not only killed Wang Chengyu, but also Throwing the body into the wilderness.”
"Then why did you take your shopkeeper to question him?" Yu Wenhan asked.
"Wang Chengyu stayed in our inn for one night before setting off, and a murder occurred that night. No one cared about it at the time, and he didn't know who ordered it, so he took our shopkeeper away as well. To show his loyalty, my shopkeeper came to When he left, he told us to put on white lanterns at night to express our condolences," the waiter said.
"Look, we are not talking nonsense. This Wang Chengyu is also a demon king. He doesn't care if he dominates his own territory. He even dares to mess around in the desert. It is said that the barbarians in the grassland are all hairy and blood-drinking. They kill without batting an eye and cannot be found in winter. Even people dare to eat it." The bearded uncle shook his head and sighed.
"Then what should we do?" Yu Wenhan then asked.
"What else can we do? There is bound to be a fight. Those who can leave quickly take their wives and children away. You outsiders should run away. This war is not a joke. It has been a small fight in the past few years. It's really In a war, there will be corpses everywhere and rivers of blood." The bearded uncle said after taking a sip of wine.
"Don't scare me. If a fight breaks out, how will our inn business be done?" the waiter asked.
"Are you still doing business? You stupid boy!" The thick-browed uncle sneered and said, "It's okay if I don't drag you to join the army. Look at your skinny appearance, I'm afraid you can't even hold a big knife."
"Why are you pulling me? I'm only 13 years old, not yet 15." The waiter hugged the tray tightly, obviously shocked.
"Then you go back and ask your mother to burn more incense, hoping that General Wang Yu will be victorious and destroy Huang Bei. Otherwise, let alone a 13-year-old boy, even an old man in his 50s who will be half buried in the ground will be dragged to carry a knife. "The bearded uncle drank another glass of wine and said.
"Uncle, don't scare me." The young man simply found a seat and sat down and said.
The bearded uncle drank a pot of wine, and as he got drunker, he started talking openly: "When I was young, I also worked as a cook in the barracks for more than ten years. What kind of battles did you not see back then? It's a good time for these young people to catch up. In that big battle twenty years ago, my crew was forced to go to the battlefield with a spatula."
