Two nights later, Uncle Xizi sent a handwritten letter from Zhou Lesong.
"Damn it, it turns out that the beautiful and beautiful number one in Cuihonglou was raised by the prefect, or she was an outsider!"
The man looked shocked and was digesting the incident along the way.
"Those are the sisters who caused a sensation in Lin'an Mansion six years ago—"
At first, she had countless admirers, ranging from high-ranking officials and nobles to talented people. No matter who she married, she would fall into a lucky nest.
I never expected that in the end, it would turn out to be an unworthy outer room?
Does the prefect have greater charm?
Uncle Xizi couldn't understand, "By the way, why didn't I see the other one?"
"In Qingshan Village."
Cheng Xi joined in the man's soliloquy at the right time, "Uncle Xizi, are you also interested in those top sisters?"
"Why are you so interested? Is your Uncle Xizi that kind of person?"
The man immediately cleared the line, "I only saw it once by chance, but I have heard a lot of rumors about them. Please don't mention it in front of your aunt, or she won't beat me to death!"
"oh--"
I only remembered the appearance after seeing it once by chance. That's a good memory for you.
"Uncle Xizi, don't worry, I'm not a big talker."
Six years ago, Cheng Xi was a little girl who didn't know anything. How did she know about the Cuihong Loutou sign? Now that she thinks about it, she has no memory at all.
But she quickly changed her focus - she was more concerned about Zhou Lesong's plans than any major affairs.
Opposite Shen Xingluo had already opened the letter and scanned it at a glance.
"Zhou Lesong ordered Zhuang Kun to ambush at the necessary place to enter the city and attack the passing imperial envoys."
As expected.
"Damn it, I didn't expect this prefect to act like this!"
Uncle Xizi banged the table angrily, "I always thought that the prefect was pretty good, but he was deceived by him!"
I never expected that when the snowstorm came, the fox's tail would be exposed.
He could understand why the city gates were sealed. After all, there was not enough food in the city. Closing the city gates could protect the tens of thousands of people in the city.
But what's the point of colluding with bandits and hunting down imperial envoys?
What's more, this is not the first time.
"Uncle Xizi, don't be angry, Zhuang Kun is still in our hands."
Shen Xingluo folded the letter and stuffed it back into the envelope, stood up and walked out, "Let the third master of Qingshan Village write a reply."
At noon the next day, a reply letter written by Zhuang Kun himself was sent back.
At this time, in a forest on the border of Lin'an Prefecture, a team of about 50 people was stopping to rest.
"Jiang Ming, how far is it?"
"Sir, we will reach Fucheng in thirty miles. If nothing else happens, we will arrive tonight."
"I see."
An old male voice came from a low-key and ordinary carriage, and then the curtain was lifted, revealing a wise face.
"Then just rest here for a while and don't rush on your way."
This group of people started their journey from the capital a month ago. Even with the protection of imperial edicts and guards, the journey was quite dangerous. Now everyone's faces show exhaustion.
If this continues, if they encounter another group of bandits composed of disaster victims, they will probably fight to the death.
"But sir, it's not very safe here."
The man named Jiang Ming looked troubled and his tone was hesitant.
It is true that we have experienced too many dangerous things along the way, and we have never let go of our vigilance, making it difficult for the mob to guard against us.
The old man looked at the nearby guards with dark circles under their eyes, "They need to rest."
Jiang Ming stopped advising and quickly responded.
"I'm going to order my servants to cook."
The forest looks extremely desolate, the sun shines from the sky to the ground, and the snow is melting little by little.
The temperature of minus 10 degrees is not that cold anymore. At least wearing a cotton-padded jacket to move around will not freeze the exposed skin.
The old man got off the carriage and walked a few steps nearby to look around.
As the team stopped, many victims following behind gradually caught up. Some continued to walk forward numbly, as if they didn't know where their destination was, while others found a place to rest not far or near.
There was a flash of pity in the old man's eyes, and then he sighed.
This world.
"When will the two hundred thousand shi of grain mobilized from Yunchuan Prefecture arrive at Lin'an Prefecture?"
"Sir, we will arrive in five days according to the distance."
"Who is escorting the food?"
"It's a lieutenant under the fifth prince. Don't worry, sir. The lieutenant has brought five hundred elite soldiers to escort the food. There is no chance of an accident."
"Um."
The old man nodded, with a bit more determination in his eyes.
***
"Can two hundred thousand shi of food reach Lin'an Mansion safely?"
In the small courtyard of the Shen family, Cheng Xi held the letter from Qin Zheng and asked questions.
"If it is indeed the fifth prince who sends people to deliver food, there will be no problem."
"Zhou Lesong should have received the news about the food shipment a long time ago. He killed the imperial envoy. Was he planning to use the food to improve his reputation?"
"My wife is smart."
"."
Sorry, I didn't hear you complimenting me at all.
Cheng Xi felt that when she heard the word "smart" from Shen Xingluo's mouth, she was filled with irony.
The effect is overwhelming.
"Since he is using such a banner, the city gate should no longer be closed."
There were more and more victims at the gate of the city, and it was impossible for Zhou Lesong not to know about it.
Before, he did not dare to let the victims into the city because there was no food in the city, but now that 200,000 shi of food is about to arrive, he must know that comforting the victims is the first priority.
Now that you have food, you can get rid of those who get in the way and earn a reputation.
Happy Songniu this week!
While the two were talking, there was a rapid knock on the door.
"Brother Xingluo, two groups are fighting at the entrance of the village!"
The person who came to report the news was Shen Qingsong. He ran all the way from the village entrance without being out of breath at all. His physical condition was much better than before.
"The group of refugees who were ambushing near us saw a caravan in the distance and rushed forward. Now the two sides are fighting hard to separate each other, but I think the caravan is going to lose!"
Don't lose, there are two hundred refugees lurking outside Shenjia Village.
Two hundred versus fifty, the caravan was obviously at a disadvantage, not to mention that these refugees were desperate to fight.
Cheng Xi felt a little strange, "We have been guarding against these refugees these days. How dare someone increase the hatred value?"
What a good thing!
Shenjia Village will be attacked by a group of refugees every few days. This has become a tradition. In the past few days, several groups of people nearby have united to prepare for a big wave.
Shen Manyun got angry because of this.
Well now, people have changed their target.
Shen Xingluo and Cheng Xi looked at each other, planning to go to the village entrance to see who was unlucky enough to hit the muzzle of the gun.
It is human nature to watch the excitement.
And if this excitement happened to happen at your doorstep, wouldn't it be the same as having it delivered to your door?
Definitely not to be missed!
(End of chapter)
