Mu Ting did not agree with Lu Shaoting's suggestion: "This matter must be investigated slowly. What if it is discovered that private soldiers do exist? We are weak."
If he was just like when he came from Yanzhou, he would naturally not be afraid, and he would dare to go alone.
But now...
"We can't alert the enemy. Moreover, we have to divide our troops into two groups, one to Yanzhou and the other to the capital." Mu Ting said.
Lu Shaoting frowned and thought for a moment: "Okay."
As for Professor Tan, he still needs to be protected.
Qin Xiangxiang leaned against the door and watched the two of them talking.
Who would have thought that when they first met in the capital, they were so tense that they would become temporary allies in Cangzhou.
The matter was settled like this for the time being. They stayed put for the time being and waited for the right time to go to Niubi Mountain to find out what was going on before making a decision.
Although they still don't know the truth of the matter, the three of them are all heavy in their hearts.
If this is true, then Cangzhou City will definitely be filled with blood...
Qin Xiangxiang closed his eyes.
In fact, ever since she followed Nangong Wenyue, Nangong Wenyue had told them countless times that Nangong would appear, the emperor would change, and the world would be in chaos. The world is in chaos, naturally corpses are everywhere and rivers of blood are flowing.
It's one thing to hear it, but it's another thing to really feel it.
"What are you thinking about?" She suddenly heard Mu Ting ask her.
When she came back to her senses, she found that Lu Shaoting had left, and Professor Tan was holding a book in his arms and looking at them.
She remembered something: "Professor Tan, how did you steal Commander Lu's sword?"
Professor Tan smiled sheepishly: "There are also students of ours in Jin Man Building."
"Who did that?"
"It's me." Professor Tan said frankly, "As soon as the matter is settled, I will go with Brother Zheng. By the way, this book was originally packed at Student Su's home. Student Su seems to treasure this book very much. Book, but I and Brother Zheng have been studying it for a long time, but they can’t find it. I will leave this book to you now."
Mu Ting took the book and found a copy of "Cangzhou Prefecture Chronicles". The appearance of the book was no different from what he saw in the government office of the state capital.
Professor Tan smiled at the two of them, turned around and entered the room. Somehow, his straight back looked a little rickety.
"Two professors... great righteousness." After a while, Qin Xiangxiang said.
Mu Ting nodded and took Qin Xiangxiang's hand: "Let's go back."
What is the difference in this "Cangzhou Prefecture Chronicle"?
Mu Ting brought some oil lamps over and illuminated the desk brightly. Qin Xiangxiang stroked the book and turned each page gently.
After a while, she looked up: "I can't tell which page of the book Su Canjun is more interested in. But the cover looks a bit strange."
She rubbed it gently with her fingers: "This cover seems to be thicker than the cover of an ordinary book."
"Let me take a look." Mu Ting said, crossing his long hand in front of Qin Xiangxiang, and gently caressing the cover.
"How about taking the cover apart and trying it?" he said.
Seeing that it was almost dawn, Qin Xiangxiang yawned lightly: "Okay."
Mu Ting looked at her with concern: "How about you squint for a while?"
Qin Xiangxiang shook his head: "Let's take off the cover first." As she said this, she took out a knife as thin as a cicada's wings from her sleeve pocket, lowered her head and began to gently remove the cover.
Mu Ting coughed: "Think about it, you have quite a lot of tools." Not only does he have a master key, but he also has such a thin knife. How many good things does she have hidden in her body?
"Mr. Wenyue Lang said that since I'm not as good at mixing fragrances as Mrs. Lan, and I'm not as good at martial arts as Mr. Jiang Xiaolang, please prepare some more gadgets for me." Qin Xiangxiang said.
The speaker has no intention, the listener has intention. Mu Ting felt a little uncomfortable. He was supposed to protect his woman, but what had he done now?
"I will also prepare it for you in the future." He murmured softly, as if swearing to Qin Xiangxiang.
"What did you say?" Qin Xiangxiang didn't hear clearly. She was focused on removing the cover. "Hey, there's really something inside."
She said while gently pulling out the thing hidden in the cover.
It was like a piece of white gauze as thin as cicada wings, with some patterns seemingly painted on it.
"Come and see." Qin Xiangxiang quickly greeted Mu Ting.
Mu Ting was originally behind Qin Xiangxiang. As soon as Qin Xiangxiang greeted him, he naturally hugged Qin Xiangxiang from behind and looked at the white gauze together.
Qin Xiangxiang gently spread out the piece of white gauze.
Then, as soon as she took a look at it, Mu Ting snatched the piece of white gauze away from behind: "Think about it, maybe there is nothing useful in this piece of white gauze. Let's look for it again."
"Impossible, there is clearly a pattern on it." Qin Xiangxiang turned to look at him, only to see Mu Ting's face was as red as a cooked shrimp.
"Really not." Mu Ting hurriedly rolled up the piece of white gauze and stuffed it into his sleeve pocket.
Qin Xiangxiang looked at him, the corners of his lips raised slightly, the small wine dimples on his cheeks gradually revealed, and his beautiful big eyes looked a little mischievous: "Actually, I saw it just now."
"Isn't it just spring..."
Mu Ting's eyes widened, and his words were a bit incoherent: "You, you, how do you recognize that spring... thing?"
Qin Xiangxiang said lazily: "We've met since the year I was a child. Mother Xu was afraid that I wouldn't understand anything, so she showed me the book she kept at the bottom of the box."
But even though she looked at it, she didn't think it was anything. Isn't it just two villains fighting in different postures? What's not to see?
But why does Mu Ting look like he is facing a formidable enemy?
Could it be that the little figures on this piece of white gauze are different?
The expression on Mu Ting's face was unpredictable. Thinking about it, he had seen it several years ago! Uncle Zhu secretly showed it to him when he was a year old.
Just as he was thinking about it, Qin Xiangxiang came over with a shy face: "Hasn't Tinglang seen it?"
The little lady's beautiful eyes were smiling, her mouth was slightly raised, and her expression made Mu Ting want to spank her.
While he was thinking randomly, his sleeve bag suddenly loosened. Qin Xiangxiang had already pulled out the piece of white gauze, turned around and spread it generously on the table, observed it carefully, and said to himself: "This It’s nothing, it’s pretty much what I see.”
Mu Ting: "..." He suspected that the Qin Xiangxiang in front of him might be a different person today! Otherwise, how could he be so shameless...
What should I do? His fiancee turns out to be like this! He is happy and sad at the same time!
"Hey, Tinglang, come and see, this Su Canjun is really extraordinary!" Qin Xiangxiang pulled Mu Ting over and forced him to look, "Look, is there something strange here? It looks like a line of writing …”
Come on, just think about it and call him Tinglang. What else could he do? Mu Ting looked resignedly at where Qin Xiangxiang was pointing, and raised his eyebrows after a moment. Su Canjun was indeed very smart. Who would have thought that he would hide the news in the Spring // Palace Map.
Qin Xiang took out the pen, identified the words hidden in the picture one by one, and copied them down one by one.
About half an hour later, Qin Xiangxiang finished copying all the words.
There was a slight light rising in the sky. Qin Xiangxiang spread the paper on the table and sighed softly.
She guessed right. The lady who ran the noodle soup shop was indeed not what the shopkeeper said she was.
"It's almost dawn." Mu Ting's voice was soft.
"Well, I'll take a nap first." Qin Xiangxiang felt that his head was dizzy.
As soon as she finished speaking, she lay on the desk and fell asleep.
Mu Ting picked her up and felt that she was as light as a feather.
He put Qin Xiangxiang on the bed and gently covered her with a quilt.
Although Qin Xiangxiang fell asleep, his brows were still frowning.
Mu Ting reached out and gently smoothed the sorrow between her brows.
"Sleep peacefully, I'll take care of everything," he said.
