Chapter 59
Chapter 59
The person who was speaking was looking at his companion next to him from the side. Wen Shuse recognized him almost immediately. He was the officer Wei Dujian, the soldier who had come to Fengcheng to ask for food two months ago.
With joy in his heart, he subconsciously chased after him, "Wei..."
"The battle in Luoan has just ended. What happened in Nancheng? Who are they trying to capture so early in the morning? Why are they mobilizing so many troops..."
The words on his lips were retracted in time.
The few of them quickly turned into the alley ahead. Wen Shuse hurriedly followed, only to see that Supervisor Wei had already climbed onto the horse's back.
This is the South City, and all the troops belong to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Not knowing the situation, he did not dare to move forward rashly. He watched the men ride away on their horses, then turned around and hurried towards the city gate.
The rain had stopped, but the clouds above our heads had not dispersed, pressing down in a gray, suffocating manner.
The wet robe stuck to my body, feeling cold and icy.
When he arrived at the city gate, he saw that everyone was walking back. He didn't understand what had happened, so he stopped a woman who had just returned and asked, "Aunt, what happened?"
The woman shook her head and sighed, "The city is closed, we can't get out, we should go back."
When the bad news came, Wen Shu's heart sank suddenly. He squeezed forward against the crowd and saw that the two city gates were closed. Dozens of horsemen holding spears were guarding outside the gates and no one dared to approach.
The people could not go out, so they gathered around the periphery and discussed, "What happened again?"
"How would we know what the superior officer is doing?"
"I heard that a group of thieves came in through the city gate last night. The people in the military office were alarmed and are still searching the mountain."
"What kind of thief is so bold?"
No one knows, but looking at the situation, "Let's all go back. I'm afraid we won't be able to go out in the next few days..."
Wen Shuse came to his senses when his shoulder was bumped by someone beside him. He couldn't leave the city, and without reinforcements, the people from the military office were still searching the mountain. If this continued, even if Xie San escaped, he would be trapped and killed in the mountain.
What should I do? I suddenly felt unprecedented powerlessness.
She quickly cheered up, as her husband's life or death was uncertain, and she could not just sit there and wait for death.
She couldn't contact the secret agent, so how could she go into the mountains to rescue people alone? She was afraid that the people would be captured before they were found, and then they would use her as a threat, which would only make things worse for Xie Sanxue.
Who else can I look for?
Only Wei is the supervisor.
Although he had his own motives when he donated the grain, it actually solved the dilemma faced by Supervisor Wei.
Since it was a favor she had done to him, she had a reason to ask for it back. Even if he didn't help her, she would not sell her out because of the favor. If she really had to sell him out, she could only blame herself for being blind. It would be a dead end anyway. She had no choice but to turn around and grab another commoner and ask, "Excuse me, uncle, do you know Supervisor Wei?"
What military supervisor? He is just a commoner. How could he know him? He shook his head and ignored her.
After asking several people like this, one of them finally stopped and looked at her, asking in confusion, "Who are you, Supervisor Wei?"
Wen Shuse had already thought about this, and replied, "I met Supervisor Wei once when I was in Luo'an. The situation was critical at the time, and I asked him to keep something for me, but I forgot to ask where he lived. I heard that he had returned, but I didn't know where to look for him."
When Luoan goes to war, it is the common people who suffer.
The man saw that she had a pretty face but looked extremely shabby, and he knew that she must have been affected by the war. He understood and pointed her in a direction, "Luoan's soldiers all returned to the South City last night. They should be in the military mansion now. Where can you go to ask?"
Military government.
The people there trapped her husband on the mountain, and his life or death was unknown. Now she wanted to go there to find someone to save her husband. It was ridiculous.
Although no one in South City knew her, she could not take the risk of going there. She could only wander around and secretly inquire about the soldiers coming and going.
Time passed by little by little, but the figure from last night was never seen again.
The sky was covered with fog and the sun was still invisible, but I could feel the heat of the sun shining through the clouds on my head. My wet clothes stuck to my body, and I didn't know when they had been dried by my body temperature. I felt hungry in my stomach and guessed that it must be noon.
Waiting like this is not a solution.
He reached into his sleeve and quietly took out a few copper coins from a secret pocket at the crook of his arm. He looked back at the pedestrians on the road but couldn't find a suitable one. Just as he was getting anxious, he suddenly heard a dialect that seemed familiar. He quickly remembered that he had heard it from Aunt Gu in the mansion. It was the accent of Qingzhou.
He hurried forward to stop him and asked, "Uncle, are you from Gyeongju?"
Nancheng is a territory of Dongzhou, and Qingzhou is in Zhongzhou. There are very few people from Qingzhou in Nancheng. If it weren't for the natural disaster in Qingzhou and the war in Luoan, people from Qingzhou would not have run so far.
Hearing her ask this, he naturally knew that she recognized his accent, and said that they met a fellow villager. He was polite and nodded, "Young Master, are you also from Qingzhou?"
Wen Shuse was extremely thankful that he had a good memory and still remembered the name of the cousin's husband that Aunt Gu mentioned, so he quickly asked, "Uncle, do you know a man named Zhang Youquan?"
The man was stunned, a little surprised, "Young Master, who is it?"
Wen Shuse said hurriedly: "I am a friend of Mr. Zhang's wife's sister."
That day, Aunt Gu came to express her gratitude, but Wen Shuse did not take it to heart. It was only twenty taels of silver, and he would not take it to heart even if she did not return it.
She never thought that one day she would really ask them for help. The Qingzhou man brought her to a low house with green tiles. The simple wooden door was not locked. She pushed it open and shouted at the top of her voice as soon as she entered the house: "Brother Zhang, relatives from Qingzhou are here."
As soon as the words fell, a woman lifted the curtain and walked out. Wen Shuse immediately recognized her. She was the woman who came to Xie's house that day.
The other party didn't recognize her and looked puzzled, "Who are you?"
Wen Shuse said politely, "More than a month ago, Madam asked Aunt Gu to bring some puff pastry, which was very delicious. I haven't had time to thank Madam yet."
The woman understood immediately after hearing this. She was surprised and asked her about it for a while. Seeing her dress, she knew that she was probably not in a good condition. She hurriedly invited her into the house and called her husband over. She asked uncertainly, "Are you the third grandmother of the Xie family?"
Wen Shuse nodded, "I just came to South City, and I didn't expect to encounter an accident. I rashly came to disturb Brother Zhang and his wife."
The woman hurriedly said, "Third Madam, you are embarrassing me. I am just a vulgar woman. What's the point of calling her a lady or not? Third Madam, you saved my mother and I've lived through all our lives. If you have any difficulties, just let me know." After saying that, she turned around and glared at her man.
When the natural disaster hit Gyeongju, refugees were looting everywhere and the family was separated. If it weren't for the twenty taels of silver from Third Grandma, his wife and daughter would have starved to death on the streets.
Zhang Youquan was naturally grateful. "I don't have any other skills, but I have good relationships with people. If you have any difficulties, please tell me."
No matter how popular she is, she is just an ordinary citizen, and she cannot ask others to work for her for a favor of twenty taels of silver. "I want to ask Brother Zhang to help me find someone in the military mansion."
Supervisor Wei was not in the military headquarters that day.
I just returned to Nancheng from Luoan early this morning. In the morning, I went to the military headquarters with several colleagues to report, but I was stopped outside the door.
The inspector looked at him with a sly expression, "It's us who are blind and don't know that Supervisor Wei is General Yang's grandson. It's unfair to treat such a distinguished person as a mere supervisor."
After the Luoan grain incident was exposed, the prince was reported by General Yang. The emperor was furious and demoted him back to the southern city of Dongzhou. This matter has already been spread.
As General Yang's grandson, the prince was sensible not to take his life.
Seeing that there was no place for him to stay in Nancheng, he turned back to the courtyard where he lived and planned to return to Dongdu as soon as possible. However, he learned that the prince had ordered the city to be closed and no one was allowed to enter Dongdu.
When he came back in the morning, he heard some rumors that thieves had entered the South City last night, and the prince had almost sent out all his troops to catch them.
Now that even the city gates were closed, this thief must be no simple person, so he hurriedly called the servant over and was asking him questions when he suddenly heard several knocks on the door.
Usually only a few brothers visited this small courtyard. When they came to visit after finishing their shift, the servant turned around to open the door and make tea for himself.
When the door opened, a strange man's voice was heard, "Excuse me, is Supervisor Wei here?"
Supervisor Wei was stunned, and the servant quickly came back and reported: "Two young masters from Qingzhou came outside, saying that the young master once owed them some food, and today he has nowhere else to go, so he came to ask for it."
When had he been to Qingzhou? Supervisor Wei looked puzzled, got up and followed the servant out. When he reached the door, he saw two people standing outside.
One was a middle-aged man, who looked like an ordinary citizen. The other stood behind him. It was already dark, and neither of them had a lantern in their hands, so it was hard to see clearly. All I could see was that he had a slender figure and a crown on his head. He was a young man.
Just as he was inquiring, the 'young master' stepped forward, raised his head and smiled at him, "Supervisor Wei."
Supervisor Wei stared for a moment, his eyes gradually showing surprise, and he let out a cry, "Little..." but stopped in time.
After leaving Fengcheng that day, Supervisor Wei hurried back to Luoan with food and fodder. Thanks to the timely arrival of food and fodder, Dafeng was able to turn the situation around.
It was a victory in the eyes of those in power, but in his eyes it was saving thousands of lives.
Supervisor Wei always remembered this favor in his heart, and was thinking about asking for a reward for the young lady when he returned to Dongdu. Unexpectedly, he met the young lady before he returned.
Without bothering to guess why she was in such a mess, he quickly invited her into the house.
Wen Shuse turned around and thanked Zhang Youquan, "Thank you, Brother Zhang. I will come to thank you again in the future when I get through this difficult time."
Zhang Youquan was a man of good sense as he was so popular. He shook his head and said, "Young man, you are too polite." Seeing that the person had been found, he said goodbye to him and did not keep him any longer.
Supervisor Wei led the people in and closed the door. Before he could ask, Wen Shuse suddenly knelt in front of him, clasped his hands and begged, "When you came to Fengcheng to ask for food, as a citizen of Dafeng, my Xie family should have been obliged to do so. We should not have come to ask for favors, but today I was tricked and fell into this predicament. My husband's life or death is unknown. I really have no other choice but to come to you and beg you to help me."
Supervisor Wei hurried forward and held her elbow, "Young lady, please get up quickly. Sit down and talk slowly if you have anything to say."
There's no time to slow down, it's getting dark again.
Life or death is the only way to gamble, "To be honest with Supervisor Wei, the man captured by the military headquarters in the city is my husband, Xie Shao, the third son of the Xie family."
Supervisor Wei was indeed shocked and stunned.
Wen Shu's heart was raised to his throat. He tightly grasped the dagger hidden in his sleeve, and prepared for the worst.
After a while, Wei Dujian said, "Don't worry, young lady. The Xie family is a famous family. Xie Pushe has a good reputation and high moral character. I firmly believe in the innocence of the Xie family."
After that, he reached out his hand to help her up, "Young lady, please get up quickly. If it weren't for your righteousness in saving thousands of soldiers, I don't know how many souls would be buried in Luo'an. Now that you can come to me for help, it shows your trust in me. I will not stand idly by."
He saw through the incident of Luoan's grain, and he was willing to mobilize the military to hunt down the Xie family. This must be some shameful means.
To show his sincerity, Supervisor Wei also told her, "To be honest, young lady, because my grandfather and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince have different political views, I have been stripped of my position as Supervisor." He added, "But don't worry, young lady, I still have some reliable people in South City over the years. If you trust me, please change your clothes and eat some food. Leave the rest to me and I will find a solution first."
From last night till now, Wen Shuse had been in high spirits, not daring to relax for a moment. Only now did she heave a sigh of relief and stand up and say, "Let me thank Supervisor Wei on behalf of my husband first."
"You are welcome, young lady." He made her a cup of hot tea, went into the house to find a new set of clothes he had never worn before and handed them to Wen Shuse. "I just made them before I went to Luo'an, and I haven't had time to wear them yet. Go into the house and change into them. I will go out and find someone to find a way to divert the government troops. Whether it succeeds or not, I will be back in half an hour at the latest. Don't worry, young lady."
After being rained on all night and torn into pieces here and there, his clothes were in a state of disrepair. He took them without saying thank you.
Still somewhat wary, Wen Shuse didn't dare eat. He went to the inner room to quickly change his clothes, and didn't dare to stay in the yard waiting.
Hiding at the entrance of the alley outside, she paid attention to the movements around her. As long as there was anything unusual, she could escape at any time.
After waiting for half an hour, the sound of horse hooves suddenly came from the alley. Wen Shuse hurriedly hid in the dark. A moment later, he saw Supervisor Wei coming to the front of the yard. A man got off the horse and put on the armor of the military office.
After making sure that there was no one else behind him, Wen Shuse called out to him.
Young Master Wei was not surprised by her precautions. He turned around and handed her a set of armor in his hand. "Put it on, young lady. If nothing goes wrong, the government troops will come down the mountain in half an hour. Young lady, come with me into the mountain to rescue people."
Wen Shuse hurriedly put on her armor, and Young Master Wei got on the horse and held out his hand to her, "Young lady, get on the horse."
At this critical moment of life and death, he didn't care about the difference between men and women. His riding skills really weren't good enough to get into the mountains, and he had already ridden Prince Jing's horse last time, so there was nothing to worry about.
He extended his hand, which was held by Master Wei, who used the force to climb onto the horse's back and sit behind him.
Master Wei exchanged a glance with the servant, who threw the torch in his hand into the yard, and the house doused in oil instantly caught fire.
At the same time, a soldier under Master Wei hurried to the military headquarters, "Report! Supervisor Wei Yun and the third master of the Fengcheng Xie family are planning a rebellion."
When this news came out, the military government was in an uproar.
The person who brought the news was a close confidant of Wei Yun. He looked panicked and must have overheard the conversation and was very frightened.
General Yang had openly been an enemy of the Crown Prince several times in the court, and had a tendency to get close to Prince Jing. It was not difficult to understand why Wei Yun, a relative of the Yang family, secretly hid the Third Young Master Xie and helped him leave the city.
After searching for a whole day and night, they didn't see anyone. Unexpectedly, the person had already reached the foot of the mountain and found Wei Yun, the accomplice.
All the personnel on the mountain were called back to search the city.
Pei Yuanqiu had been guarding the mountain. As time passed, he became more and more tormented. He hoped to find the person, but also hoped to never find him.
The night before, Xie San and his foolish son jumped off the cliff together. The patrol set fire without hesitation. The fire burned for two incense sticks. Fortunately, a heavy rain fell in time.
Hundreds of people searched the mountain for two days but didn't find anyone. Either the person was burned to ashes by the mountain fire or he had escaped.
All the exits from the cliff were blocked by the government troops, so the former possibility was more likely.
Hearing the report from the mansion, Pei Yuanqiu heaved a sigh of relief, glanced at the bottom of the cliff, turned around and immediately summoned his men, "Go down the mountain."
Xie San deserved to die, but it was not worth sacrificing his son.
At this time, Pei Qing was stuck in the crack of a cliff. He turned his head and looked at the embarrassed young master who had been lying next to him for a day and a night, and said in a low voice: "Brother Xie, do you regret it?"
There was a crack where two people barely squeezed in. They couldn't even move their heads, and their legs were stuck in the rocks and had long been numb. Xie Shao glanced at him with difficulty.
He still had the energy to speak.
"I have no regrets if I die, but it's a pity for Brother Xie that the marriage was in vain." Suddenly he asked, "Sister-in-law should have arrived in Dongdu."
Xie Shao: ...
If he didn't speak, Pei Qing was afraid that once he closed his eyes, he would never be able to speak again, so he asked curiously, "Have you ever kissed your sister-in-law?"
"Shut up and conserve your energy."
"What does it feel like?"
Xie Shao took a deep breath. How could he know? He had only kissed her forehead the night before. Seeing the young lady's tears, his heart was broken. He had no idea what it felt like. Afraid that he would ask more, he gritted his teeth and said, "It was wonderful."
"When you get out of here, you can try to find a young lady?"
Pei Qing smiled, "I'll let it go."
"Why?"
"Get married and have children? Wouldn't that be a bargain for Pei Yuanqiu..." His words about cutting off the lineage and having no descendants were not a joke.
He abandoned me and my mother, thinking they were a burden, but now she is trying every means to get him back.
Isn't this retribution?
Ahhh, it’s too early today! Woo woo woo, this is so hard!
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Xie Shao: Come here, young lady, tell me who that wild man on horseback is.
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"Zhe Jiao" by Mo Zizhe
Chen Xuan had a beautiful face, but she was suffering from a strange disease and would not live long.
Before she died, she only cared about two things: first, she had been saved by Prince Rui Lingzhao when she was young, and she had not yet repaid the favor; second, she wanted to leave a blood relative for her parents.
It happened that Prince Rui was poisoned, and she did not hesitate to cut her wrist to donate blood. Prince Rui had broad shoulders and long legs, and was extremely handsome, but he had a cold personality and was notoriously cold and abstinent.
After donating blood several times, she began to have some unsavory thoughts:
Chen Xuan pretended to fall into his arms, and when she turned around and met his dark expression, she got nervous and instead of saying any sweet words, she stepped on him.
Chen Xuan was so scared that she ran far away, so she didn't see King Rui's slender fingers slowly stroking the small footprints on the hem of his clothes.
He lowered his eyes and also had some not-so-open thoughts.
Later, someone did not mind that she had not much time left and was willing to marry her, which touched Shen Xuan deeply.
On the day of the wedding, I vaguely heard that Prince Rui’s Mansion was also holding a wedding, and I didn’t know who was so unlucky to marry him.
The veil was lifted, and one could see Prince Rui in wedding clothes. His face was so handsome that it looked like water dripping from it.
Chen Xuan was stunned for a moment: "Prince?"
By this point, she had given up.
Well, if it doesn't work, just adopt a boy from a side branch and register him under the father's name.
One or two years passed, and she was not only alive and well, but she also had another little carrot.
Small theater:
One day, she ran into her ex-fiancé by chance. Shen Xuan felt guilty and tried to say a few more words to him. But then she felt like a thorn in her back and turned around to meet King Rui's dark eyes.
In the dead of night, he put on her favorite white clothes, with a face like a fallen god, and asked again and again, "Am I good-looking? Or is he good-looking?"
TvT……
The writing is bad, it's essentially a sweet story.
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