Chapter 82: Letter from the North: To save your life, return to the North immediately! ...
Several wooden tables were set up in front of Guiji Braised Food Shop.
The blue and white porcelain bowl on the table is filled with finely crushed ice, watermelon, black plums, and garnished with a few mint leaves, giving off a refreshing feeling.
The iced drinks were in limited supply and quickly melted into slush under the scorching sun.
The weather gets hot very quickly and I can't stay in the kitchen for long before I start sweating profusely.
Guizhier took a sip of the ice drink and fanned herself with a straw fan to cool off.
When she received the letter from the Chunhe Jingming Inn, she paid it no attention. It was still the familiar plain paper envelope with a red lacquer seal.
She casually unsealed it.
I was just thinking about the latest developments in the North and the daily life in the central capital.
After being away from home for half a year, King Yue's thin face has become blurred.
Guizhier replied to letters less and less frequently.
"Cai Miao, commander of the Third Army defending the northern border, colluded with the enemy and betrayed the country, inviting a wolf into the house. Acting General Deshun, the acting Northern Frontier General, advocated ceding territory in exchange for peace.
Today, the people share the same hatred for the enemy and have been unable to bear the harsh government for a long time.
Zhenbei Prefecture declares independence."
It’s reversed, it’s the opposite of Tiangang!
Guizhier widened her eyes and read this passage three times.
Trying to discern King Yue's inner thoughts from his sharp handwriting that was as sharp as cutting gold and jade.
"I..." A vulgar word came to her lips, but she bit her lower lip lightly to block it.
"It's fine if the Cai guy isn't a good guy, but does a mere eunuch have the guts to sell out his country for personal gain, or does he have the right to cede territory in exchange for peace?"
She sneered and threw the letter back to the camel-clothed servant.
King Yue's high-sounding words can only fool the people and make the rebellion more legitimate.
Oh no, it's not about rebellion, it's about ousting the usurper.
How justified.
As early as when the system warned her that Mantuo Flower Powder was put in the tea, she knew that this person seemed gentle and polite, but in fact he would do anything to achieve his goals.
The camel-clothed attendant remained silent.
Guizhier's face was tense, and her dense eyelashes fluttered with her breathing like the fluttering of butterfly wings, but it couldn't dispel the anger surrounding her body.
She could definitely imagine it.
King Yue, without his disguise, behaved calmly, with a scholarly air between his brows and a face as gentle as snow.
He lowered his brows and declared to the world with pity—
"I have no intention of competing, but the people are suffering."
He sighed softly, his body standing tall and straight, his leisurely posture like the wind blowing through green bamboo, swaying slightly but full of dignity.
It is enough to confuse the people who do not know the truth.
The one who led them to kill Danu, build the city wall, and change the tax system was the prefect who loved the people like his own children.
He is also the original orthodox successor of Daliang!
The flood in Qingye Prefecture had not yet broken through the capital city. Even though the scholars involved in the imperial examination cheating case were filled with righteous indignation, they also had many concerns.
Just at this moment, King Yue, who had been dormant for a long time, finally showed his ferocious fangs.
Launch a fatal blow to Daliang, which is facing internal and external troubles.
The door of the shop was suddenly pushed open with a creak, and a handsome figure strode in with the summer sunshine.
General Luan was wearing a suit of navy blue soft armor, with the dark patterns on the armor plates faintly visible.
He had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. The moment he stepped into the store, his deep eyes were like a falcon scanning its prey, staring straight at the camel-clothed servant.
"The letter has been delivered to me, why bother Miss Gui anymore?" Luan Shuangbai's tone was calm and steady, yet there was a sense of majesty in it.
The red tassel on the gun swayed slightly with his movements, making him look heroic.
"Please forgive me, General. I was only following your orders." The camel-clothed attendant bowed and saluted.
There were two letters, one of which was a bet that the young general would defect, give up his position as the imperial consort, and return to the north to guard the border.
In another letter, Miss Dugui couldn't bear to see the scholars she brought to the capital die here because of the emperor's suspicion.
Prince Yue seemed to be sitting in front of a nanmu drum-shaped desk, writing on a plain paper with a smile on his face.
Duke Zhou spit out food to welcome his guests, and the whole world was at peace.
"He's quite calculating." Gui Zhi'er muttered in dissatisfaction, then raised her eyes to look at Luan Shuangbai, "Young General, are you ready to go back?"
"The Linghe defense line cannot be broken and the country's territory cannot be lost." General Luan nodded.
The soft armor fits the boy's lean yet explosive body, outlining his broad shoulders.
His eyes were clear, revealing courage and sincerity.
Only when he looked at Guizhier, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing an almost shy smile.
It's impossible to tell whether he still has any memory of his last hangover.
A simple wooden sign that reads "Summer Break" is quietly hung on the door crossbar of Guiji Braised Food Shop.
There is not much time left for everyone to evacuate safely.
Once the news of the uprising in Zhenbei reaches the capital, the vengeful court will definitely target the students stranded in Beijing first.
"If you want to save your life, return to the North!"
Guizhier declared firmly.
She had changed back into Mr. Muxi's attire, with rough features and stubble on her face, revealing a sense of vicissitudes of life, but her eyes were bright and lively.
As he spoke, his right hand unconsciously grasped the handle of the boning knife and rubbed it gently.
She glanced at the entire room, and gently opened the scabbard with her thumb, revealing half of the blade that was shining with cold light.
The meaning of warning and deterrence is self-evident.
There may be some fools who have become stupid because of reading too much and will protect themselves by informing on others.
Don't even think about committing suicide before she leaves Beijing.
For a moment, the entire backyard private room of Guiji Braised Food Shop was silent, with only the crackling of candlelight and the heavy breathing of the scholars as the sounds.
"How could this be..." The scholar was shocked by the horrifying news and was at a loss.
They came to Beijing with great enthusiasm, hoping to enter the officialdom through the imperial examination. However, the results of the spring examination have not yet been released, and they have no place to stay in the capital.
My ancestors have all been good citizens for generations, so how could they be associated with rebellion?
His nostrils flared rapidly and his chest rose and fell.
Everyone stood there in panic, their faces showing expressions of shock, anger, suspicion, or sadness, each with their own thoughts.
Instead, I no longer worry about why Miss Gui and Mr. Muxi are the same person.
"Sir, we are all children. We are completely confused by this serious incident." Wang Pu, leaning on a crutch, took the lead and stood up firmly. "I hope you can protect us."
He wore a square scarf on his head, and when he saluted or bowed, his clothes were neat and his hair was in order.
It further highlights the handsomeness and solemnity of his face.
It was obvious that he agreed with Gui Zhier's conclusion.
Less than fifty candidates from the Zhenbei region are now stranded in the capital awaiting news. If they do not leave, they will be ready to be killed.
"How can you guarantee that the information is accurate?" questioned the candidate who had not followed Mr. Muxi to Beijing.
His voice trembled with excitement, causing the window frames to rattle slightly.
How could a young cook know military secrets in advance?
She even changed into men's clothes, maybe she was trying to make fun of them!
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