Xiao Nanhui thought: Lu Songping might be born in the year of the rabbit.
A cunning rabbit has three burrows. Only a rabbit can run fast and quietly, and can get into a rabbit hole in an instant, making it impossible to find its trace.
She was only half a step late, and when she wanted to chase him, she couldn't even see his figure.
Of course, even the carriage that brought her here disappeared.
Poor girl, she was so busy paying attention to the other person's movements when she climbed up the slope that she had no time to remember the road. If it weren't for the fact that there was less obstruction in the desert and there was still one or two lights in the military camp, she would have had to spend the night in this desolate wilderness.
This delayed her for about half an hour. When she returned to the camp breathlessly, someone was carrying a bloody felt blanket out of the tent.
She was stunned, and then her heart went cold.
Could it be that the emperor has been betrayed by a spy?
She rushed towards the tent quickly, and the soldiers guarding on both sides reacted quickly and grabbed her.
She struggled and cried out in pain: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty! I am a step too late. It's all Lu Songping's fault for not showing me the way and running away alone..."
"Why are you howling? I'm not dead yet."
A familiar voice sounded from behind the felt curtain, and Xiao Nanhui's cries were suppressed.
The next second, Lu Songping's face popped out from behind the curtain, and with a twitch of his mouth, he said to the soldiers on his left and right: "This is the Right General, Lord Xiao. Let go quickly."
The soldiers hesitated to let go of the strange woman, but she stood there for a moment with her face covered, then turned around and was about to leave.
"Come in."
Someone spoke again.
Xiao Nanhui's feet rubbed against the ground, but in the end he didn't dare to turn around and leave, so he obediently went into the tent.
The big tent was completely quiet, and it was impossible to tell what thrilling scene had just happened.
But she could clearly see the blood on the rolled up felt rug, so something must have happened.
"I am late, please forgive me, Your Majesty."
"Your sincerity towards loneliness is truly touching."
It would have been better if he didn't say it. It would only make people feel more embarrassed if he said it.
The cold air that had rushed in all the way began to expand in her lungs, and she couldn't help but start coughing.
"Well, I thought..."
"Get up and talk."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Xiao Nanhui then stood up and looked up, only to see Su Wei slowly adding new charcoal into the stove. Behind him in the shadow was a wooden rack with a person hanging on it. The blood on his chest was still wet, but his face was clean. She vaguely remembered that it should be Zhu Tingmao, the assistant historian of the upper army.
So this means they've caught the thief? But one can't judge a person by his appearance. Who could have imagined that the one who harmed the Guang Yao Battalion's millions of elite cavalry would be such a shabby old man?
Ding Weixiang was sitting on a footstool in the corner, polishing his long sword. Noticing her gaze, he blew away the moisture that hadn't yet dried on it. "Master Xiao, you came at the wrong time. You've already missed the most exciting part."
"It's not too late. I can watch the fun."
Su Wei stood up and walked to a place one step away from Zhu Tingmao.
"My dear, you are just a civil official, yet you possess extraordinary abilities. I am truly impressed." Su Wei shook the iron chain that pierced through the bone, and Zhu Tingmao's face turned pale. "I was negligent before. Ordinary ropes seem unable to restrain you, Lord Zhu. Now I have no choice but to borrow the hooks from the armory. They are a bit rough, but you have to bear with it."
Having torn off this last layer of face, Zhu Tingmao no longer had the honesty he usually pretended to have, and his face showed a bit of numbness.
"Don't waste your time. I admit I'm not as skilled as you, but I won't say much to you."
Su Wei lowered his eyelashes and didn't care about the resistance in the other party's words.
"Master Zhu, you know that before you attempted the assassination, I only had suspicions about you. I even learned about your visit to the prisoner camp only after you admitted it yourself."
Zhu Tingmao was stunned for a moment, and then his expression changed in an instant.
He should have thought that the candlelight in the camp tonight was reduced by half. Even the Black Feather Archer, who was famous for his eyesight, might not be able to tell who had gone where in the dark. Besides, he also had some martial arts skills and it was impossible for him to be completely unaware.
He fell into the trap and revealed himself as a spy.
"But......"
"But I have doubted you from the beginning, haven't I?"
Su Wei hooked his finger, and Lu Songping, who was standing beside him, took out a dozen letters from a secret box and handed them over respectfully.
Zhu Tingmao only took a glance and knew who the letter was from.
"Master Zhu, have you forgotten how my ancestors built this kingdom? The first thing my father taught me was how to control the court officials. Ministers of the Tiancheng court, from the seventh rank and above, must report their whereabouts and connections monthly. Ministers of the fourth rank and above must also submit their letters to me. Naturally, family letters are among them."
Zhu Tingmao's temples were protruding from gritting his teeth. He could hardly believe that he had been exposed several months ago.
"You're a smart person. You know it's too risky to send secret reports from within Que City, so you hid what you wanted to say in this book and sent it out. It's a safe bet."
"I never mentioned this in my letter, so how did you find out?"
Su Wei curled the corners of his mouth.
He rarely laughed, let alone out loud. His expression was more like a silent mockery.
"Lord Zhu originally came to seek advice. Well, since we agreed today to be candid with each other, I won't hide anything from you. My Black Feather Guards, after intercepting the minister's letters, will record and examine them. This includes both explicit reports and cryptic messages. But since they are coded messages, there must be clues to be detected. The word 'wind pain' has appeared in Lord Zhu's letters for the past six months."
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