Chapter 142 Return to Beijing to Discipline Her
Duan Jiu said, "Since someone has set an ambush, I will arrange for someone to investigate right away."
"There's no need to alert the enemy." Pei Jing raised his hand to stop them. "Pass the order down. Rest for a while. When Wenzhu arrives, we'll take the official road instead."
Wen Zhujiao was indeed very fast and arrived in the evening of the next day.
As soon as she entered the door, she filled a pot of water, and after she had recovered, she began to report on the affairs of the capital, recounting in detail what had happened in the past few days.
"...Miss Jiang Er heard all these things when she was a guest at the Dingyuan Marquis's residence. She—"
"She went to Dingyuan Marquis' Mansion to see Wei Mingzhen again?!"
Wen Zhu was startled by the voice. Duan Jiu said quickly, "He must be going to see Wei Ciying."
"Yes, yes, yes," Wen Zhu nodded and said, "It was Wei Ciying who specially invited the young lady."
"Didn't I ask her to stay away from Wei Ciying?" Pei Jing's face darkened. "It's harder than climbing to heaven to get her to behave. Forget it, keep talking."
"Miss Jiang Er is pretending to have a stomachache, Wei San..." Wen Zhu was speaking when he saw his brother desperately winking at him, and suddenly realized what was going on.
The topic took a 180-degree turn: "Wei San didn't send her back. It was Wei Ciying who sent Miss Jiang back."
I thought this was a very safe explanation and was secretly delighted with my own cleverness when I heard Pei Jing say coldly:
"Why doesn't Wei San send it off?"
Duan Jiu and Wen Zhu: "..."
Pei Jing said coldly: "He can ask for it, but she can refuse."
This is a bit confusing. Wen Zhu and Duan Jiu looked at each other, not knowing how to respond.
Wen Zhu quickly changed the subject, "Second Miss Jiang has repeatedly warned you, Your Highness, please be careful and change your route."
Pei Jing's expression brightened slightly. "I have already received her map."
"Map?" Wen Zhu was stunned. "Miss, you didn't draw a map."
Now it was Pei Jing and Duan Jiu's turn to be stunned.
Pei Jing frowned and took out the crumpled paper from his sleeve: "Isn't this what she drew?"
Wen Zhu took a closer look and was immediately at a loss for words. "Your Highness, this is a letter written by the young lady."
Duan Jiu immediately looked at the prince. Who was it that had so confidently said last night that he had drawn the map? And who had even said that he was talented?
Pei Jing pretended not to see Duan Jiu's look and looked carefully at the words on the note. If you look closely at those crooked "mountains", there are indeed a few that look a bit like words.
Wen Zhu said: "This painting, no, this mountain, neither, it's not easy to write this letter."
While Miss Jiang Er was writing, she would be asked how to write each word from time to time, as if she had never been to school. In the end, Miss Jiang Er simply read it to her and she wrote it down first, and then the young lady copied it.
Pei Jing stared at the ink blobs for a long moment, then suddenly chuckled, "I was just wondering... how unique the mountain landscape is! It turns out they're actually calligraphy."
Wen Zhu and Duan Jiu looked at each other and saw the same thought in each other's eyes - the prince's filter was probably thicker than the city wall.
Wen Zhu quickly said, "This can't be blamed on Second Miss Jiang. Second Miss has never written in such small characters before, so it's really a bit difficult for her to ask. So, Miss, please write a new one and ask me to bring it to you."
Pei Jing's eyes flickered slightly, but he remained calm on the surface. He spread his hands and said, "I'm going back to Beijing in a few days. You still have to write a letter? It's really unnecessary."
The two siblings looked at each other, nodded at the same time, and comforted each other with their eyes.
Pei Jing took the letter, gently stroked the envelope with his fingertips, and immediately walked aside to open it.
The letter paper read:
"Pei Jing:
I heard you were about to be ambushed, so take a detour!
Don't be too brave, safety first.
——Jiang Fei"
Finally, I drew an angry little man with his hands on his hips, and three flames on his round head.
Pei Jing stared at the angry little man, and the corners of his lips rose unconsciously.
He took a piece of letter paper from the desk and wrote a reply. His handwriting was vigorous and flamboyant, in stark contrast to Jiang Fei's crawling handwriting.
"Xiao Cui:
This king knows his limits.
As for you, please stop visiting Dingyuan Marquis's residence. If I know you meet Wei Mingzhen alone again, I will..."
Pei Jing paused his pen. He wanted to threaten but didn't know how. That girl wouldn't cry until she saw the coffin. He was afraid that if he stood in front of her, she wouldn't even know how to write the word "obedient".
never mind.
He didn't write anything else, just signed it at the end "—— Pei Jing".
He paused his pen again and followed Jiang Fei's example by adding a little man at the end.
The little man stood with his hands behind his back, looking arrogant, but there was a small love heart on his head.
Pei Jing thought about it and felt a little embarrassed, so he painted the love heart into a circle, trying to make it look like a sun.
"Send this letter back as quickly as possible." Pei Jing handed the letter to Duan Jiu.
The two siblings were speechless again.
Who just said that he would be back in Beijing in a few days? Why is it necessary to write a letter?
"I also need to give her a message. If she doesn't obey," Pei Jing paused meaningfully, "I will personally return to the capital to discipline her."
Wen Zhu added, "There is one more matter I haven't had time to report. I am leaving the capital, and Miss Wei has also left to report the news."
Wen Zhu recounted in detail how Wei Ciying had asked Jiang Fei to cover up for her, and saw his master nod with satisfaction.
"Wei Ciying did a great job on this matter."
Wen Zhu: “???”
No, where's your ability to discern? It's obvious that Wei Ciying has ulterior motives. How could Your Highness be so unable to discern such a treacherous woman?
Wen Zhu naturally couldn't let his prince be so foolish. Just as he was about to open his mouth to remind him, Duan Jiu tugged at the corner of his clothes.
Duan Jiu pressed his hand down, signaling her to be patient. He was somewhat used to it now. No one could guess what the prince was thinking.
"What does your Highness mean?"
"In this case," Pei Jing said, "Xiao Cui naturally cannot go to see Wei Mingzhen, otherwise she will be exposed."
Duan Jiu looked at Wen Zhu and spread his hands to the side, meaning: I'll tell you what you mean. We can't guess it at all.
Pei Jing added, "Since Wei Ciying is coming, let's wait and see what she has to say."
…
The letter was sent to the capital on a fast horse, and the group set out for Beijing the next day.
Just to wait for Wei Ciying, I kept stopping and walking along the way.
To connect important towns and post stations, the imperial court often built official roads along flat terrain, requiring long detours in some places. However, the shortest route back to the capital passed through Qingyakou, a shortcut that bypassed the official roads.
The next evening, the team marched on the official road.
The weather was not too hot anymore. The evening wind lifted up my sleeves and then dropped them, as if it wanted to crush all the heat accumulated during the day into the cool evening breeze.
In the distance, the green mountains are dark blue, with flowing clouds wrapped around their waists, and are dyed into different shades of crimson by the sunset.
If that girl were here, she might ask the team to stop and sit here for half a day.
Thinking of this, Pei Jing smiled slightly.
The team continued to move forward, and after a moment, a staggering figure suddenly appeared in front of them.
He was a ragged beggar, limping along with a crooked stick.
"Your Highness, there is someone in front." Duan Jiuce immediately stepped forward to report.
Pei Jing looked up and saw that the beggar suddenly stumbled and fell directly in front of the team.
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