Han Changmu raised his eyelids and sneered: "Your Highness, there are only two of us now, and A Yao is unconscious. Stop pretending. Don't worry about being tired."
Xie Mengxia chuckled and flicked the fire: "Jiuchao, I don't want to pretend, but I can't help it."
Han Changmu smiled: "Have you found her?"
Xie Mengxia nodded: "I found her. The information you sent before was indeed correct. I left her in Ganzhou City."
Han Changmu tilted his head: "Do you want to take her back to Chang'an?"
"Of course it is." Xie Mengxia clicked her tongue unceremoniously: "Such a beauty, if she is put on display outside, it will make people miss her. I don't worry about it, so I will naturally take her back and hide her."
Han Changmu asked thoughtfully: "Then what did you ask?"
Xie Mengxia suppressed her smile and shook her head: "When the Fang family was wiped out, she was just born. When she was sold to the building, she was only one or two years old. What can she remember? I asked insinuatingly, and she couldn't remember anything. I didn’t ask.”
Han Changmu sighed sadly: "I'm lucky to be alive. For other things, don't ask about it now. Let's talk about it later."
Xie Mengxia gnawed on the burnt fish meat and smiled: "You said that the news that we failed to return to the Fifth Feng has not reached the capital yet. Jiuchao, guess what about my brother who is as evil as a sieve? What are you doing."
Han Changmu said calmly: "What can we do? He was thinking about cutting off your wings before, but now he is probably going to do it. After all, in his opinion, there is a high chance that we will be buried in Moheyan Moraine. Now Fan, turmoil in the court is inevitable."
"Then my brother Bao Zui can't stand it anymore." Xie Mengxia clapped his thigh and laughed loudly: "I can't help it anymore. I can't wait to go back to see him. After he dealt a cruel blow, he felt like he had seen a ghost when he saw me. Same expression."
Han Changmu laughed accordingly.
The turmoil in the court is not terrible. What is terrible is blindly whitewashing the peace, which will eventually become difficult to return to.
Chang'an City, Guangdefang.
Leng Linjiang was busy all day, and officially handed over the case of the Ministry of War to Dali Temple. He was unhurried. As soon as it got dark, he packed up his things and walked out of the government office gate.
As soon as he walked out, there was a shout from behind: "Master Shaoyin, Master Shaoyin."
Leng Linjiang turned around and saw He Denglou chasing him out in a hurry, holding a letter in his hand.
He frowned slightly: "What's wrong? Where did the letter come from?"
He Denglou said: "Fifth beacon, eight hundred miles urgent."
Leng Linjiang felt a sudden change in his heart. He carefully scraped off the wax seal on the seal and took out a finger-width note. After a quick glance, his expression changed and his hands trembled: "It's broken. Something happened."
Just as He Denglu was about to come over and take a look, Leng Linjiang hurriedly put the note away and glanced at him solemnly: "What are you looking at? A secret message? Can you read it?"
He Dengglou rarely saw Leng Linjiang's serious look, and he felt bad, so he quickly smiled and said, "Isn't this just out of curiosity?"
Leng Linjiang didn't want to talk to He Denglu, so he turned around and walked in the direction of Dali Temple.
In the meeting hall of Dali Temple, Liu Jinghong, the governor of Jingzhao, and Hou Xian, the minister of Dali Temple, were sitting and drinking tea. They threw the hot potato from the Ministry of War to Dali Temple. Liu Jinghong was very happy and grabbed Hou Xian's good tea and drank it endlessly.
Hou Xian was not so happy. He was filled with fire and responded to Liu Jinghong's words.
Hou Xian was just thinking about how to speak and kick Liu Jinghong out when he saw Huo Hanshan hurriedly walked in with a sullen face and a letter.
"What's wrong? What happened?" Hou Xian asked after taking a sip of tea.
Huo Hanshan trembled his lips and said: "Your Excellency, something happened. The fifth beacon has been urgent for 800 miles. His Royal Highness the King of Han was snatched away by a wolf. Major Ambassador Han and Yao joined the army to rescue them, but they disappeared together in the Moheyan Moraine. I haven’t returned yet, it’s been seven days.”
"What." Hou Xian gasped, the tea sprayed all over the floor, and he choked and coughed with tears streaming down his face: "You, you, Yande, say it again."
Huo Hanshan took a deep breath: "His Royal Highness the King of Han was snatched away by a wolf. Major Ambassador Han and Yao Canjun led six garrison troops into Mohe Yanqi to rescue him. It has been seven days and he has not returned yet."
Every word is shocking.
Liu Jinghong and Hou Xian finally heard clearly. They heard correctly. The three kings of Han were indeed trapped in the Mohe Yan Moraine, and there was no news at all.
Liu Jinghong was extremely frightened, shaking his hands and spilling tea all over the food table: "It's over, it's over, there's going to be a big mess."
When Leng Linjiang entered the palace with the secret letter, the saint had already known the news. He retreated to the left and right, sitting alone and dumbfounded, as if he had aged several years overnight.
One was his most beloved son, and the other was his most trusted minister. What's more, there was a secret relationship between them that was not known to outsiders. When he knew the news, he was like a thousand arrows piercing his heart, and he was in pain.
As for the man named Yao who joined the army, he didn't even know his name, so he was just cannon fodder.
When he turned around and saw Leng Linjiang's sad salute, he couldn't bear it anymore, his eyes turned red and he shed tears.
The only time Leng Linjiang saw a saint cry was at his parents' funeral.
His mother was the saint's sister. The saint didn't need to come in person, but when the funeral was held, the saint came anyway. He stepped back and hugged him silently. He didn't speak or cry. But when he let go, he realized His shoulders were wet.
He quickly walked over, kowtowed, and said calmly: "Your Majesty, please take care of your dragon body."
The saint unexpectedly held Leng Linjiang's hand. Without saying a word, he sighed: "Yungui, I, I'm sorry for Zhaowen."
Zhaowen was Xie Mengxia's biological mother, the empress of the sage.
The pain and guilt in the saint's heart when he called Empress Yuan in this way is self-evident.
Leng Linjiang held the saint's hand tightly with his backhand. He was shocked to realize that the uncle who had protected him and loved him was getting older.
He said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, please go to Mohe Yanqi to find His Highness the King of Han."
The saint trembled and said in surprise: "Yungui, you."
For the first time, Leng Linjiang said solemnly and solemnly: "Your Majesty, I am just an insignificant young Yin. He is known as a playboy. It is ordinary for him to leave the capital. No one will notice, let alone the general's departure from the capital and the disappearance of His Highness the King of Han. Since they are connected, it would be most appropriate for me to look for His Highness the King of Han."
The saint had already planned to arrange for people to go out to the capital to search for him, and he had been thinking about candidates, but he never thought about Leng Linjiang.
This was his only nephew and he couldn't bear to part with him.
King Qin Xie Huiming also came just now and asked for orders to go to Mohe Yanqi to find his brother. He did not comment.
His eyes flickered, still unable to make up his mind.
Leng Linjiang lowered his voice and said, "Uncle, my nephew will definitely bring my brother back safely."
The saint's heart was shaken severely.
In this matter, Leng Linjiang was indeed his most trustworthy person, in other words, the only person he trusted and could entrust.
He choked up and said seriously: "Yun Gui, uncle can promise you, but you must also promise uncle that you and Meng Xia will come back safely."
Leng Linjiang nodded solemnly, and he was just about to issue a military order, and said firmly: "Your Majesty, I will live up to my orders."
After deciding the matter, the saint ordered Liu Shengsheng, the general of the Beiya Imperial Army, to be brought into the palace.
Liu Shengsheng obviously knew about this, but he was still calm.
He didn't know what other people were capable of, but he knew it best about Yao Yao, whom he had taught himself.
As long as there was nothing holding her back, it would not be difficult for her to get out of Mohe Yanqi alive.
But the difficulty is that the King of Han is a laggard.
He then thought, with Han Changmu, the Crown Prince of Han, around, the two of them could always protect the one who was holding back.
He bowed steadily and stood.
The saint coughed lightly and said slowly: "Shengsheng, you already know about the affairs of King Han and Major Ambassador Han."
Liu Shengsheng saluted and said, "I already know."
The saint nodded and said concisely: "Now, Yun Gui will go to Mohe Yanqi to find the King of Han in person. You can pick a group of elite soldiers from the Beiya Imperial Army and go with him."
Liu Shengsheng was not surprised at all, nor did he have the slightest intention to inquire further. He saluted calmly and calmly: "I obey the decree. I will select thirty people today and they are ready to go at any time."
The saint nodded, waved his hand, and ordered him to retreat.
He and Liu Shengsheng had been emperors and ministers for decades, and they had gone through those turbulent years together, walking through mountains of swords and seas of fire. The two of them were not ordinary emperors and ministers, and their friendship was also extraordinary.
Some words don't need to be said so directly, it is enough for each other to understand each other.
The saint grabbed Leng Linjiang again and gave him many instructions in detail before letting him go back to prepare and set off as soon as possible.
After walking out of Liangyi Gate, Liu Shengsheng rushed over, saluted Leng Linjiang and said, "Leng Shaoyin, the ministers have been selected and are ready to go at any time."
Leng Linjiang was surprised at Liu Shengsheng's speed and nodded: "Thank you, General. I'll go back to the house to tidy up. General, I'd like to trouble you to instruct all the Imperial Guards to set out tomorrow. Wear casual clothes and set off from a distant place."
Liu Shengsheng nodded solemnly and suddenly gave a deep salute, which startled Leng Linjiang: "Leng Shaoyin, I have something to ask of you."
Leng Linjiang frowned slightly: "General, no matter what you say, I will definitely do whatever I can do."
Liu Shengsheng concentrated for a moment, then whispered: "Leng Shaoyin, among the missing people, there is a person named Yao Yao. Please pay special attention to Shaoyin and make sure to protect her."
Leng Linjiang was stunned for a moment. He knew that Yao Yao was born in Yeting and spent some time in the Beiya Forbidden Army, but he did not expect that Liu Shengsheng cared so much about Yao Yao.
However, he would not refuse this matter. The most important reason why he proposed to the saint to search for the person was that he could not believe that Yao Yao, who was extremely alert, would die in Moheyan Moraine.
He nodded solemnly and spoke reassuringly: "Ayao is also a soldier in my Jingzhao Mansion, and her friendship with me is extraordinary. I will naturally do my best to protect her. General, please rest assured."
