Chapter 375: Riddle between Father and Son
The young soldier was missing two fingers on his right hand. He rubbed his frozen hands and turned away, constantly comforting himself that he couldn't see, couldn't see...
The same was true for the other soldiers, but not being able to see didn't mean they couldn't smell it. Some of those who had their backs turned had already started swallowing.
Song Jinshan was still thinking about whether to go to the Zhenbei Marquis's mansion to report, but the soldier at the city gate came up again and said someone had delivered something...
Now everyone looked confused. Song Jinshan went down the gate tower and looked up to see a woman and her men pulling a cart coming towards him.
"Stop, who are you and what did you give me?"
The woman grew up in Hancheng, so she naturally knew why these soldiers were so vigilant. With a smile on her face, she untied the six large bags she had brought with her.
"Sir, I am the owner of a ready-made clothing shop. A girl just came to my shop and bought seventy pieces of ready-made clothing and shoes and socks. She asked me to divide them into two batches and deliver them to you at the southwest gate."
When they heard that it was clothes, shoes and socks, Song Jinshan and the soldiers under his command immediately showed expressions of disbelief on their faces.
"How is that possible?" A soldier stepped forward and unfolded the cloth bag. He took out a thick cotton robe from it, unfolded it and shook it. He was relieved only after making sure that it was not a trick.
Looking at Song Jinshan, he asked curiously, "Could it be the same girl?"
If the food is fake, then what about these clothes?
The woman smiled and repeated Ran Qingxuan's original words. The soldiers who gathered around her all had tears in their eyes. It was the first time in their lives that they felt the care from a stranger.
"Does the shopkeeper know where the girl went?"
The woman shook her head: "I don't know, I just know that the girl is very beautiful, and her words and deeds are not like those of people here. Maybe she is just passing by."
After that, he asked his servants to bring down the clothes, shoes and socks, and said to the soldiers guarding the city: "Here are thirty-five sets in total. I have to deliver the rest to the west gate, so I won't bother you for now."
"Wait, I'll have someone go with you so that the people over there won't be unaware of it."
"Okay, I'll trouble you, sir."
Song Jinshan asked his subordinate Wu Yuan to escort him, and told him to explain after arriving to avoid any misunderstanding.
Wu Yuan nodded and looked at the clothes and shoes on the ground reluctantly.
"Brat, I will report the origins of these things to the Marquis first, so don't let your imagination run wild now."
A blush appeared on Wu Yuan's dark face and he scratched the back of his head embarrassedly.
"Brother, I'll just take a look..."
"Go quickly, and remember to tell Dafu not to eat or wear anything until you report back to the Marquis."
Not only Han Cheng, but the other two soldiers guarding the city gate also came back from the border. These people all had disabled hands and feet, and were arranged by Zhenbei Hou to guard the city gate, which was considered an idle position.
The soldiers on both sides of the city gates did not dare to accept these things privately. Zhou Dafu, the historian of the West City Gate, came hurriedly, and after some discussion, the two of them immediately rushed to the residence of Zhenbei Hou in Hancheng.
Duan Yi came back today, and Duan Yinghe hurried back from Cangwu City after hearing the news. However, before he could say a few words to his son, the guards from the mansion came to report that two gate historians from the southwest wanted to see him.
Generally, the two city gate historians would not appear at the same time unless they encountered an enemy or something important happened. The Marquis of Zhenbei felt nervous and picked up the sword he had just taken off the table and strode out.
"But are there enemies coming?"
Song Jinshan and Zhou Dafu were close confidants of the Marquis of Zhenbei. When they saw him coming with a serious face and a sword in hand, they stopped him quickly without even having time to salute.
"No, no, please don't be impatient, my lord. Sit down and we will talk slowly."
Duan Yinghe relaxed after hearing this, and the cold aura around him also dissipated.
"What's the matter? Why are you two here together?"
The two did not dare to hide anything and recounted what had just happened. Duan Yinghe listened with a look of surprise, but Duan Yi sat in a chair with a thoughtful look on his face.
"My Lord, what shall we do with the food, clothes, and shoes?"
"Since she bought them for the soldiers, you should just eat and wear them, so as not to take advantage of her kindness."
Duan Yi spoke, and Duan Yinghe heard something different in his words and turned to look at his son.
"Yier, do you know the girl they are talking about?"
Duan Yi nodded and said to the two city gate historians, "Distribute the clothes and shoes, and take some of the food back to eat with your family."
The two of them were delighted. There were three tables full of fish and meat. Each of them could take back a big bowl, which was enough to eat for two or three days, not to mention that the restaurant owner said he would give them more tomorrow.
After they left happily, Duan Yinghe asked, "Yier, since you know that girl, why don't you ask her to come back so that Dad can thank her in person. If she is of the right age..."
Duan Yinghe started talking about age, and even a fool could tell that he wanted to meet the girl.
Duan Yi closed his eyes with a helpless expression, and said in a deep voice: "No chance, the girl is married, and we all know her husband."
"Know him?" Duan Yinghe raised his hand and touched his beard. Just as he was about to ask, he heard Duan Yi say.
"Yes, it's Gu Yanchen..."
"Gu Yan...what?" Duan Yinghe thought he had misheard and looked shocked.
"Gu Yanchen!"
Duan Yinghe stood up from the stool with a variety of emotions flashing across his face, shock, confusion, entanglement...
"I roughly know where they are going, Dad. After all these years, I think some things should be made clear."
"Hasn't the Gu family been exiled? Why are they here alone? Could it be..."
Duan Yinghe did not directly answer Duan Yi's question. He thought that they were escaping from the exile team, and his whole body showed anxiety.
"Dad, don't get excited. Listen to me."
Duan Yi recounted the relationship between Ran Qingxuan and the Qi family, and said that she came to Cangzhou early to treat Qi Mingjing, and the escort had already made arrangements in advance.
Duan Yinghe not only did not feel relieved after hearing this, but became even more nervous.
"I know what you are worried about, Dad, but they won't know about that for the time being. Let it go. We don't have to worry about being exposed."
"You didn't reveal your true identity, did you?" Duan Yinghe asked in a deep voice.
"My son knows his limits. It's just that you should take this opportunity to tell Gu Yanchen about Uncle Gu's incident, so as to avoid any misunderstanding..."
Duan Yinghe shuddered all over, and after sitting back in his chair, he had a dazed expression on his face.
"That's right. Now that the Gu family is no longer in a high position, it doesn't matter even if they know the truth..."
The father and son were speaking in a riddle that was hard to understand.
Duan Yi called the guard and whispered a few words to him. After the guard left, Duan Yinghe actually paced nervously.
"Dad, they won't come so soon, so stop hanging around."
"Alas, Dad was unable to speak out about that matter at the beginning, which resulted in misunderstandings among my younger brother, sister-in-law and nephews for many years. Later, several of my nephews passed away one after another, and I thought that I would never speak out again..."
"The dog emperor was disloyal and unrighteous, but fortunately the Gu family members did not die."
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