Chapter 13: Water General Wen Liu "General Wen is not your Highness's husband...
The sound of breaking air was heard, and the cold sword blade was already placed at her neck. Min Shian squinted her eyes. After all, she was only a little proficient in fighting and although she could see a little more clearly than ordinary people, she could not see in the dark, so she could only see a vague outline.
"The crossing of the sea has consumed too many innocent lives. If you truly desire death, the sword in my hand is willing to do it for you."
Song Sheng's voice was as cold as ice, as he continued, "Mr. Wuyin truly loved you. If you died in such an unclear way, how could he guard Haicheng with peace of mind?"
Min Shi'an used his hand to move the sword slightly away, somewhat thankful that he still had the human skin mask on. He changed his tone and said, "I just had a quarrel with Wuyin and came here to relax. Why did you come here with a sword in your hand so late at night?"
She raised her hand to tuck her messy hair together and straightened her clothes. Song Sheng must have seen it clearly, so she said, "It's just that I was a little upset for a moment. I'm sorry to bother you with so much trouble."
Song Sheng was silent for a long time, his eyes falling on her through the dark night. Min Shian didn't know what his expression was, but she was not in a hurry. If Song Sheng wanted to kill her, he would have done it right away. Now he just wanted to find out her true identity and purpose.
Finally, for some unknown reason, he sheathed his sword and said word by word, "It's getting late and the dew is heavy. Go ahead, young lady. I'll escort you back. I'm sure Mr. Wuyin is extremely worried right now."
Jiang Wuyin was indeed anxious at this moment, but he was not worried that something might happen to Min Shian. Instead, he used an excuse to lure Erya away and then took them to find Song Sheng.
But he found that Song Sheng was not in the room.
Erya was like a dead wood, refusing to answer any of Jiang Wuyin's questions. As for the guard, he replied, "If Sir Jiang has anything important to say, I will inform you when you return."
He had no choice but to return to the county magistrate's office and sent people to investigate by the sea, praying in his heart that the two would not run into each other.
After all, the identity of "Cailian" is in doubt. If Song Sheng finds out, there will be another bloody storm in the capital.
He waited until dawn, but received the news that "Cai Lian" had drowned in the sea. The people sent to cross the sea said that they found pearl hairpins and ornaments scattered around on the beach, which seemed to match the facts.
Everything went according to Min Shian's plan, but Jiang Wuyin felt a little uneasy for some reason.
He went to the Crossing the Sea Guard again to ask to see Song Sheng. This time he didn't have to wait long and he saw Song Sheng soon.
"Sir, please accept my condolences. I heard you visited me last night. Was it about the lotus picking incident?" Song Sheng sighed softly. "Last night, someone reported a minor problem with a warship. I had hoped you would have a good rest, but unexpectedly, this happened."
"It's true that things in this world are so unpredictable."
Jiang Wuyin was completely silenced. He was not good at speaking to begin with, and now he was so anxious that his face turned red. After a long while, he said, "It's okay. I did it. It's my fault for arguing with my wife..."
After Jiang Wuyin left, Song Sheng walked into the inner room and looked at Cai Lian, who was tied to the couch. He said slowly, "Your husband came to look for you. I followed your wishes and told him that you drowned at sea. I wonder if he would believe it?"
Min Shian had a ribbon tied in his mouth and was unable to speak. He rolled his eyes and struggled a little, but found that the rope around his wrists was getting tighter, so he gave up.
Song Sheng chuckled, and his warm fingertips reached out to the back of her neck, stroking it back and forth flirtatiously. Min Shian's pupils constricted and she struggled violently. She glared at Song Sheng fiercely, trying to stop him with her eyes.
Seeing this, Song Sheng retracted his fingers, lifted her chin, and carefully examined her eyebrows. Finally, he dragged his voice and said, "You really have a good appearance."
"I thought it was some reckless spy, but I don't know what your Highness is trying to do by pretending to be someone else's wife."
Hearing this, Min Shian suddenly closed his eyes and chose to pretend to be dead.
As early as the moment Song Sheng appeared at the sea crossing, she had anticipated the current situation. Anyway, he couldn't kill her now, and her main goal had been achieved. So she just let him be tied up, and Song Sheng would still serve her with good food and drink.
"In that case, Your Highness, I will inconvenience you by allowing you to stay here for a while. Once the new general, Wen Liu, arrives, I will take Your Highness back to the capital."
Song Sheng paused playing with his folding fan and chuckled, "Is General Wen also one of His Highness's husbands?"
Min Shian opened his eyelids and stared at Song Sheng expressionlessly, with a storm brewing in his eyes.
Just as she thought, in the following period of time, the food, clothing and other expenses here were no worse than those in the princess's mansion. Later, she was even untied. However, the area outside was heavily guarded, so she was temporarily unable to pass on the message to Jiang Wuyin.
Yesterday, Song Sheng suddenly visited her at three o'clock in the morning, accompanied by a cold wind, and told her that Wen Liu would arrive in Haicheng in three days and would take her back to Beijing the next day.
Min Shian was awakened by him, suppressed his anger, and very "politely" asked Song Sheng to leave.
Song Sheng could not find any mistake in Jiang Wuyin's identity, and naturally the same could be said about Wen Liu's. From the moment these children were officially named by her, Min Shian had planned their future, so there would definitely be no mistakes.
She often just needs a suitable opportunity.
Wen Liu, an orphan of a soldier from Yeping, Xingzhou, grew up on the border. He studied hard since childhood and often stayed at home to study military tactics without eating or drinking.
He was particularly good at naval warfare, but had no place to use his skills in Yeping. When he heard that the court was forming a sea-crossing guard and recruiting people who were good at naval warfare, he was so happy that he cried and set out overnight to go to the capital to take the exam.
Finally, he passed the assessment of the Five Armies Minister and was successful.
Song Sheng's eyes lingered on the intelligence about "often studying military tactics behind closed doors." After a moment, he looked at Song Chen, who was kneeling on one knee, and asked, "Have Ye Ping's men been here?"
"My Lord, Ye Ping's people have investigated and confirmed that the situation is true."
"Everyone in the Yeping military camp knows Wen Liu."
Song Sheng waved his hand to let him stand up and said, "Forget it, you will be able to see General Wen tomorrow."
The next morning, Jiang Wuyin brought officials from Haicheng, both big and small, to the Duhai Guard to welcome Wen Liu's arrival.
Song Sheng arrived a little later. After Jiang Wuyin paid his respects, he looked up and saw a maid behind Song Sheng. He couldn't help but take a few more glances. It was rumored that Song Pushe was obsessed with government affairs and had never had a close maid. It seemed that the rumor was just a rumor and could not be fully believed.
Min Shian was forced to get up early and pretend to be a maid, and she was full of resentment. Seeing Jiang Wuyin, the wooden man, constantly glancing at her, she knew what was in that wooden man's head without having to guess, and she couldn't help but feel a little heartbroken.
What a piece of wood.
She hadn't sent him any message for such a long time, but Jiang Wuyin didn't suspect anything. Instead, he kept an eye on whether there was any maidservant around Song Sheng.
Song Sheng didn't notice the undercurrent between the two men. He instructed the current commander of the Crossing Sea Guard, "You must fully cooperate with General Wen. Anyone who disobeys will be punished by military law."
"yes!"
Jiang Wuyin looked forward to it, and finally saw Wen Liu riding a horse in a red dress a quarter of an hour later.
He stared at the red-robed brown horse for a moment, but didn't see any other figure. He frowned and whispered to the people around him, "Go check."
This little action did not escape Song Sheng's notice. He turned his head and asked softly, "What's the matter, sir?"
Min Shian followed him with his head down, secretly cursing him for pretending.
"Nothing, but I thought General Wen would not be suitable to drink anything too spicy after his long journey, so I ordered the wine at the welcoming banquet to be replaced with tea."
After a period of experience in officialdom, Jiang Wuyin's ability to respond has improved significantly, and he immediately bowed in response.
Speaking of which, Min Shian hadn't seen Wen Liu for a long time.
During the banquet, she relied on her wide field of vision standing behind Song Sheng to frequently look at Wen Liu, who had dark skin, thick eyebrows and big eyes. She couldn't help but sigh that time flies. It had been five years since they last saw each other in the capital.
"Pour the tea."
Min Shian bent down and knelt, poured the hot tea into the cup completely, and whispered, "Pu She, enjoy it slowly."
Song Sheng glanced at the tea without moving. Instead, he looked at Wen Liu, who was sitting opposite him, and said, "Could it be that General Wen is really one of His Highness's husbands? Why is he so eager for him?"
Min Shian curled his lips into a smile, and when he stood up, his sleeves moved slightly, spilling tea everywhere, and the splashing water stained Song Sheng's clothes with tea color.
Seeing this, Song Chen, who was standing by, was about to draw his sword, but Song Sheng gently raised his hand to stop him.
"Are you okay, sir? It's all my fault for being clumsy, sir..." Min Shizhuang pretended to bend his knees again, and wiped Song Sheng's body randomly with the old handkerchief in the bottom of the box.
She moved her hands very skillfully, and in the blink of an eye she had wiped the spilled tea all around her clothes, causing the soybean-sized water stain to spread out, making it particularly conspicuous on her moon-white clothes.
"No problem."
Jiang Wuyin watched the whole process with a complicated expression, and a bold guess emerged in his mind.
However, because Song Sheng would not let the maid leave, he never had the chance to verify his guess. He looked away and gave Wen Liu a covert wink.
Wen Liu understood immediately. He learned about Min Shian's disconnection when he was changing his clothes at the banquet. Before he had time to investigate further, the banquet was about to start.
He walked up to Song Sheng with a teacup in hand, bowed and said, "I am a humble general, but I will offer you tea instead of wine, Your Excellency!"
After saying that, Wen Liu raised his head and drank the tea in one gulp, then looked at Min Shian who was standing behind Song Sheng.
But before he could take a closer look, Song Sheng suddenly stood up and blocked his view from above.
"I'm so grateful for your courtesy, General. I've heard that there's a man in Yeping who specializes in naval warfare. Now that I've been able to see him, I have no regrets."
A blush crept onto Wen Liu's dark face. He scratched his head and clasped his fists awkwardly, saying, "Your Excellency, I am so honored to receive your compliments."
Then he fled in panic.
Jiang Wuyin frowned. The two were a little far away from each other at the table, so he couldn't hear the conversation clearly. Therefore, he didn't understand why Song Sheng dismissed this black egg with just a few words.
Song Sheng looked at Wen Liu's back with a smile, tilted his head slightly, and whispered to Min Shi'an, "Your Highness, it seems that your husband is not very smart."
Min Shian took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and whispered, "Song Yanxuan, that's enough!"
"You know..."
Song Sheng looked at her quietly. Min Shian paused. She saw her ferocious expression in Song Sheng's eyes, and a strange feeling came over her.
She coughed lightly and changed her words, then threatened with a wooden face, "Tinglan's letter was just delivered to the county governor's office yesterday, and I haven't had time to reply yet."
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