Chapter 194 Gobi Desert

According to the descriptions of Cheng Hu and Dong Dalong, when Li Maocai and Long Xiu brought A Jiang back, they were stationed in the Gobi Desert in the heart of the desert.

Zhu Lan spread the map on the table, looked at the terrain and said, "We need to cross a large desert to reach the Gobi Desert. I'm afraid it will be difficult to ride a horse, right?"

"Yes, it's not convenient for horses to travel there, so we have to change to camels halfway." Murong Jing nodded.

Her finger landed on a spot on the map where the grassland met the desert. "We have a garrison here with camels. We have to ride here first."

But camels are slow, and it may take us three or four days to reach the Gobi Desert, so we need to bring plenty of water and food along the way."

Zhu Qingyan had never been to the desert before, so he asked: "Will it be dangerous?"

Murong Jing smiled at her and said, "No, the Silver Dragon Cavalry have been traveling through the desert and grasslands for many years and are very experienced. This distance is not a problem at all."

"Miss." Mu'er lifted the curtain of the tent and walked in.

As early as when Murong Jing and others went to Long'an County for disaster relief, she had been allowed by Yan Yuze to return to the Northern Frontier Camp first, and had been waiting for Murong Jing here.

Zhu Qingyan and Mu'er hadn't seen each other for a long time. Seeing his former roommate in military uniform, he almost didn't recognize him.

Mu'er nodded to Zhu Qingyan, looked at Murong Jing, and expressed her willingness to go with them.

"Don't go this time. A Jiang is young and needs someone to take care of him. I don't trust those rough guys in the military camp, so I can only leave this matter to you." Murong Jing patted Mu'er's shoulder.

Soon, the departure personnel were determined. In addition to Murong Jing, Zhu Lan, Zhu Qingyan and Gu Chaoyang's team of Silver Dragon Cavalry, Cheng Hu and Dong Dalong would naturally follow.

The next morning, while the temperature was not too high, the group set out on horseback.

After most of the day's bumpy ride, they finally arrived at the garrison camp that Murong Jing mentioned at noon.

Sure enough, there were a dozen camels kneeling quietly on the ground in the camp, chewing grass in their mouths, with calm and gentle eyes, looking completely unperturbed.

As soon as the camp leader saw Murong Jing, he immediately ordered people to prepare enough water and food for ten days, which were carried on two camels.

Except for Murong Jing, the other two rode on a camel. They avoided the hottest time of the day and set out in the afternoon, embarking on the journey to the Gobi Desert.

The desert was dry and hot, and the camels could not move fast, so it wasn't long before everyone was sweating. Zhu Qingyan was feeling really hot and couldn't understand why Murong Jing asked everyone to put on an extra cloak before they set out.

She was so hot and stuffy that she was about to take off her cloak when she heard Zhu Lan say slowly behind her:

"If you don't want to get sunburned, it's better not to take it off."

"Why?" Zhu Qingyan asked, turning his head slightly.

"In desert weather like this, wearing a cloak can protect your skin from the sun and reduce the loss of water in your body.

If you don’t believe me, take off your cloak and try it. You will suffer at night.”

Zhu Qingyan silently withdrew his hand, and asked unconvincedly:

"You make a lot of sense. Have you ever been to the desert?"

Zhu Lan had naturally never been to the desert of this era, but she had participated in a desert trip before traveling through time.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but sigh sadly.

"I've never been here. I only read about it in books."

"Which book?"

"…Why do kids ask so many questions?"

"Who's the kid? I'm about your age!"

"Oh, yes, yes, you are right."

…

The group traveled day and night and finally arrived at the location Cheng Hu had pointed out on the fourth day.

Murong Jing rode on the camel and looked around. There was no Gobi Desert here. It was still a desert. She took out the map and looked at it. According to the speed and direction of the team, the location should be good.

When Cheng Hu and Dong Dalong saw Murong Jing's face darken, they were so scared that they hurried to explain.

"Princess, this place really was a desert before. We really didn't lie to you!"

"Yes, Princess, even if we were given ten times the courage, we wouldn't dare to make up such nonsense!"

Murong Jing jumped off the camel's back, looked around, and seemed to be thinking about something.

The climate in the desert is unpredictable. Perhaps this was once a real Gobi Desert, but after a big storm, the original terrain has been completely buried under the wind and sand.

Zhu Lan also thought of this and said to Murong Jing, "Little Princess, let someone dig it out first."

Murong Jing nodded and waved to the Silver Dragon Cavalry.

"dig!"

Everyone obeyed the order, picked up the tools they brought and started digging. Not long after, they heard someone shouting, "There's something here!"

When Zhu Lan and his companions went over to take a look, they actually dug out a broken porcelain bowl.

At the same time, some cooking utensils, tables and chairs were dug out, which shows that people did live here.

Zhu Qingyan looked at the broken furniture dug out from the ground, feeling somewhat frustrated, and pulled Murong Jing and Zhu Lan aside.

"We are here to find something that proves Ajahn's identity. What's the point of digging these out?"

Murong Jing's face didn't look good either. If this place hadn't been buried by sand, maybe some clues could have been found. But now it has become like this and it is impossible to restore it to its original appearance.

"Forget it. We are here with the mentality of giving it a try. Now that the clues here are gone, maybe we can start from somewhere else. Why don't we go back and discuss it later?" Zhu Lan advised.

Although Murong Jing was somewhat unwilling, she had no other choice but to do so.

"I still don't understand." Zhu Qingyan said suddenly.

“Why not just send Ajahn back to Uzbekistan instead of asking us to prove her identity?

If she is really the daughter of Zhu Ertai, won't her biological parents find a way to verify it? Once they confirm A Jiang's identity, will her parents still deny their biological daughter? "

Zhu Lan sighed softly and explained:

"Zhu Ertai is the leader of the war faction in Wuzi. He is not friendly to our Daliang. If he has set his mind on going to war with Daliang in the future, wouldn't it shake the morale of the army if he took his daughter back from us at this time?

If he resolutely refuses to acknowledge Ajahn as his daughter, or even destroys the evidence of Ajahn's identity before we do, then we will be in a passive position."

Zhu Qingyan still didn't quite believe it, "How can parents be like this?"

"You can't always think positively about everything." Zhu Lan was somewhat helpless. "Some people will do anything for their own benefit."

Zhu Qingyan was silent for a long time, and his voice suddenly lowered.

"If it's true as you said, and we send Ajiang back to Uzbekistan, she will have a miserable life..."

After these words were spoken, the three of them fell silent.

Zhu Lan also felt a little uncomfortable in her heart. She turned her gaze to Murong Jing. A Jiang's identity was related to the stability of the border, and the decision-making power of this matter was still in Murong Jing's hands.

Murong Jing was unable to answer for a moment. She scratched the back of her head and said, "If we really can't find proof of A Jiang's identity, then we can only tell Zhu Ertai to come pick her up. Then we'll see what his attitude is. If he really doesn't want to take our daughter back, we'll make some plans."