Chapter 39
Ever since Handan made things difficult for Haitang last time, she threatened Haitang to put the hysterical powder in Baitiao's food, otherwise she would make her disappear in a thousand ways. Everyone in the mansion knew that Haitang was timid, and Handan thought that if she threatened her, Haitang would be obedient. Unexpectedly, the timid and cowardly Haitang chose to resist in this matter.
That night, Handan beat Haitang to a pulp for being disrespectful. Baitiao never expected that Haitang would be able to drag her half-dead body back to the yard. When she saw Baitiao, Haitang smiled, and she squeezed out a sentence with difficulty, shaking her mouth: "Miss, I didn't say anything, and I didn't do anything."
In fact, Bai Tiao knew that Haitang would never come back when Handan called her away. She really didn't expect Haitang to have such strong willpower. Bai Tiao only remembered that the moonlight was very bright that night. The fourteenth moon was not round, but it was imperfect, but it could not stop its brightness.
At that time, Bai Tiao felt a strange fluctuation in her heart. In fact, Bai Tiao didn't understand why she didn't seem to be very good to Haitang.
But since that time, Bai Tiao told Haitang that if she wanted to avoid such things, she had to become stronger. Everyone has a cowardly state, so she should hide it, hide it deep inside. Haitang would remind herself of this sentence every day.
Since then, Haitang has become more courageous and eloquent under Baitiao's training. Baitiao is sometimes surprised that Haitang is very thoughtful.
Bai Tiao had shown Hai Tang a great favor and a great kindness. Hai Tang withdrew her gaze and poured Bai Tiao a cup of warm tea. She said, "Miss, I think we need to contact Mr. Bai as soon as possible."
Bai Tiao paused, looked at Haitang, and motioned for her to continue.
"That Princess Lan Yue and Mr. Bai were originally from the same military camp. They gave up when they were children, but now that they are unmarried, it is inevitable that there will be some conflicts. Although Mr. Bai is devoted to Miss, there is no guarantee that other women will take advantage of the situation and move in."
Haitang saw Bai Tiao was lost in thought, so she continued, "Mr. Bai usually went on the march to fight, so naturally he didn't come into contact with many women. But now Mr. Bai and Princess Lanyue are going to the market. Those people won't care whether the lady is a lady from the Prime Minister's Mansion or a princess of the royal family. As long as Mr. Bai nods, it's all right."
Even though Haitang's words made sense, Baitiao still looked indifferent, making it hard to tell what she was thinking. Haitang, who was making tea, did not dare to make too much noise, and even controlled her breathing to give Baitiao enough time to think deeply.
After a few breaths, Bai Tiao finally responded. She turned her head to Haitang and said, "Then Haitang, what do you think we should do next?"
Haitang saw that there was a chance, so she said while changing the tea, "I feel that the person who can bring back the eldest master should not be Miss. But Miss Feng."
"Oh?" Bai Tiao raised an eyebrow, "Then how can we get Huan'er to call Wu Bai back?"
Haitang fiddled with the tea, smiling: "Then the young lady needs to inadvertently reveal the whereabouts of Princess Lanyue."
Bai Tiao did not say anything further. She did not show whether she agreed or disagreed. It was as if a strong wind blew past, and she stood there straight, and you could not tell whether she was cold or not.
In Haitang's eyes, Bai Tiao was always so calm and composed. Everything she did was to get out of the Prime Minister's Mansion and escape from this cannibalistic cage. Haitang remembered what Bai Tiao said: Only by fighting for a way out for the rest of your life can you feel that you are alive.
Feng Wubai, who was missed by Feng Huanhuan and Bai Tiao, was eating noodles with Lan Yueming in a noodle restaurant at this time.
After being out for so long, there is really no clue. Not only Feng Wubai was frustrated, but also Lan Yueming was frustrated. Who could escape from the young general and the princess with high status? But Han Fengci didn't even touch the corner of his clothes. Feng Wubai became more and more angry. He was trying hard to put the noodles into his mouth, and suddenly with a "bang", the porcelain bowl fell on the wooden table, which not only scared Lan Yueming, but also attracted the criticism of the people around.
Lan Yueming gently put down the bowl in her hand, moved closer to Feng Wubai, and asked, "What are you doing?"
Feng Wubai knew that the people around him didn't look at him well, and they probably thought he was a bandit. He suddenly smiled and didn't respond to Lan Yueming's words.
Isn't Feng Wubai dressed like a bandit? He has a linen headband, a gray-blue coarse cloth shirt, and a sword on his waist. Looking at Lan Yueming, she is not much better. She is dressed as a man, and although her hair is tied up high, it is already a mess. She is wrapped in coarse cloth and has a short stature. She looks like Feng Wubai's follower.
Lan Yueming was confused by Feng Wubai's sudden shock and laughter. She asked again: "What's wrong with you?"
"Nothing. I just thought of Tangtang...that's all. How can I have the face to go back when I can't even find a person?" Feng Wubai lowered his head and scratched the back of his head vigorously with his right hand.
Lan Yueming swallowed back what she wanted to say. She knew what Feng Wubai was thinking. After years of marching and fighting, she encountered more and more strange things since returning to Beijing. It made her feel that fighting against foreign pirates was not as bloody as fighting in Beijing. As long as they were alive, how could there be no clues at all?
"Don't think about it. We will reach Han Fengci's hometown in a few days. By then, we can ride a mule or a horse to go for a walk."
Feng Wubai raised his eyes, looked at Lan Yueming silently, and nodded.
Feng Huanhuan still sits under the wintersweet tree and looks at the Kunpeng lantern every day. Sometimes she smiles, sometimes she looks sad. Feicui never comes forward to disturb her, because she knows that this is the most comfortable way for Feng Huanhuan to live. Even though Feng Huanhuan is now terminally ill, she still insists on coming to see her every day. She always says: I just want to see her for a while longer while I can see her.
"Jade," Feng Huanhuan's eyes still didn't leave the lantern. She said softly, "It's time to contact my brother."
"Yes, miss, Feicui will go right away." Feicui left the house with tears in her eyes.
Before leaving, Feng Wubai told Feng Huanhuan about a secret agent in Feng Mansion, who would know immediately if there was any problem in the mansion. Bai Tiao didn't know about this secret agent, and it wasn't that he was hiding it from her on purpose, but the secret agent in Feng Mansion belonged to Feng Nianxiang, so naturally he couldn't leave Bai Tiao with the contact of this secret agent.
Feng Huanhuan can sense that her body is deteriorating. She always has sudden gasps and suffocation. She always wonders if her breathing has reached the final moment, so she takes a deep breath every time. People will only cherish something when they are about to lose it. Feng Huanhuan lowered her eyes and smiled. She could imagine how pale her face was. Every time she saw Feicui's forced smile, she knew that the situation was not good again.
Recently, she has been dreaming about that guy more and more often when she falls asleep. Some are good, some are bad. In fact, she still doesn't understand why she has to marry him. She calls this feeling fate. There is no solution. She doesn't want to solve it. Feng Huanhuan squinted her eyes and looked into the distance. Summer has arrived, the wind is warm, and the sunlight shines on her face, making her feel warm.
There were a few people buying grains in the grain store on North Street. Feicui stood not far away for a long time, and finally waited until there was no one in the store. When the shopkeeper saw that it was Feicui, he immediately came forward and asked, "What do you need, young lady?"
"Two dou of red beans, five dou of soybeans." Feicui said, "Put the red beans in an oil bag, and the soybeans in coarse cloth. How much is the total?"
"Eleven cents in total, plus one more cent for the coarse cloth, a total of twelve cents, miss, is this possible?" the shopkeeper said with a smile.
Feicui nodded, "Thank you, shopkeeper. Red beans are the best for expressing longing."
"Miss, come with me to the backyard to pick some red beans. This batch is new and they are very big." The shopkeeper turned around and shouted, "Xiao Yunzi, come and look after the shop for me. I will take this girl to pick red beans." Then the shopkeeper turned around and invited Feicui to the backyard. When they arrived at the backyard, the shopkeeper immediately put on a cautious expression and closed the backyard door tightly.
"Miss, what do you want?" asked the shopkeeper.
"The young lady wants the eldest master to return to Beijing soon, and there must be no delay." Feicui said.
The shopkeeper was a middle-aged man who had been working for the Feng Mansion. He was in charge of this secret post. He was short and a bit silly. At this moment, he frowned and thought deeply, which made people dare not disturb him. He had a sense of majesty. After a few breaths, the shopkeeper spoke, and his tone was affirmative, "What's wrong, young lady?"
Jade didn't intend to hide it, there was no point. "Miss... your body... is empty."
The shopkeeper's brows tightened even more. Feicui didn't want to see this expression. She was too familiar with it. She had this expression every day when she was in a place where there was no good wind. So, she told the shopkeeper to ask the eldest son to come back as soon as possible, and there was no need to check anything. After saying that, Feicui immediately rushed back to Feng Mansion.
At the same time, Feng Nianxiang has been very busy lately.
A distinguished guest is coming to the palace - Prince Wusun Xingyan from the Western Regions. It is said that this prince from the Western Regions came with sincerity and brought a hundred horse-drawn carriages of tribute from the Western Regions. The emperor was very happy about this, as the Western Regions have always been a headache for the emperor. The small countries on the border would stir up trouble several times a year, but the Western Regions never did, and even had unique business dealings with the people on the border. In terms of obedience, the Western Regions have not been a vassal state of Qingzhao until now. The emperor had no idea what the Western Regions were thinking. In his opinion, the royal family of the Western Regions did not like war very much. They liked to do business and liked to travel around with things from their own country. It must be said that the things in the Western Regions are really good. They are also good at bringing things from other places back to their own country to sell, so every time the Western Regions pay tribute, the happiest people should be the concubines in the harem.
The one who brought the tribute this time was the prince of the Western Regions, Wusun Xingyan, and the King of the Western Regions gave him enough face. But what was the plan? It stumped the ministers in the Golden Palace.
The emperor, sitting on the dragon throne, was so angry as he looked at his ministers with furrowed brows.
"Why? So many people can't figure out why a prince from the Western Regions came to Qingzhao?"
Seeing this as a sign of the emperor's anger, the ministers were so anxious that they were sweating profusely, and they all looked at the left prime minister out of the corner of their eyes. At this time, the left prime minister could not ignore the looks of each other, and he cursed in his heart: a bunch of idiots. Looking at him like this, isn't it telling the emperor that the ministers are forming cliques among themselves! What a bunch of idiots.
In order to block these gazes, Bai Zhenting stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, I think this may be an attempt to please you."
"Oh?" The emperor played with the ring on his thumb without even raising his eyes. "Prime Minister Bai, tell me in detail."
Prime Minister Bai said: "The Western Regions have come with great sincerity this time, so they must be asking for something. I think they may be asking for asylum."
When the ministers behind him heard this, they felt that what he said made sense, and intermittent voices of praise came from them -
The Grand Commandant was the first to respond: "The Prime Minister is right."
The Governor of the Grand Canal: "Yes, the Western Regions must have come here to seek protection."
Minister of Finance: "The Prime Minister's thinking is unique. It makes sense to say so."
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