Situ Wei was the concubine's daughter of the Prime Minister's mansion whom Huo Hongying met on Henglu Mountain a few days ago when she invited Qing Wu and Mu Ying to go to the temple to bid farewell to Qing.
The wife of the Prime Minister wanted her to marry into the Eastern Palace in place of the girl from Anping County, but now it has become the girl from Anping County who marries in. Huo Hongying mentioned this name when she came last time. Xiao Yulang was standing by at the time and happened to overhear it.
When Mu Ying heard the news of Situ Wei's death, he was not surprised, he just sighed.
"Sister Mu Ying doesn't look surprised. Did she know about this a long time ago?"
Huo Hongying shook her head and said, "The Prime Minister's Mansion told the public that Situ Wei died of a serious illness, but I don't think this is simple."
Mu Ying knew clearly what Situ Wei had done. It would be easy for him to deal with a concubine who brought disgrace to the family with the means of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
If Situ Wei had not been planning to marry into the Eastern Palace, the news of her death would probably not have been spread.
Although Mu Ying knew the ins and outs of the matter, she did not say anything. After all, the person was dead. Although she despised Situ Wei for seducing her brother-in-law, she would not say anything and ruin her reputation after her death.
Xiao Yulang was listening nearby. After finishing breakfast, he was about to go to the general's mansion. He used the excuse that he accidentally tore his sleeve and wanted Mu Ying to mend it for him. While Mu Ying was looking for needlework, he ran over and whispered privately:
"Mother, I met the second daughter of the Situ family on Yin-Yang Road last night. She was drowned."
Mu Ying was startled, and gestured to him to keep quiet, and warned him: "Don't make this public, and don't provoke the people in the prime minister's mansion, or you will cause trouble for your aunt and uncle."
Xiao Yulang nodded, but his brows were twisted: "But mother, I think it was strange that I saw Miss Situ Er last night."
"What's so strange about that?"
The little guy scratched his head and said helplessly: "I can't tell, I don't think she is her. If Master Ye or my aunt were here, they would definitely be able to see the clues at a glance."
Mu Ying did not doubt her own child, but thought about it seriously. After all, she was not well versed in the mystical arts.
Normally, Situ Wei's death had nothing to do with Prince Yan's Mansion, but Mu Ying was used to being cautious, and Princess Anping clearly did not want to marry into the Eastern Palace, and now she suddenly changed her mind.
Mu Ying also felt that something was a little strange.
"Well, you go to General Huo as usual today, and don't go on night patrol tonight. Wait for Mr. Situ to come back from his shift, and then we'll ask him."
This time, Situ Jing stayed behind to take care of the duties in Wang Yulang's mansion and did not go to Nanling. Although he was a dabbler, his experience was definitely broader than that of the inexperienced Wang Yulang.
Thousands of miles away, a long river flows into the sea from the edge of the Nanling Lake. The gorges on both sides are towering. A whirlpool suddenly appears in the center of the roaring river in the gorge, and a huge turtle head emerges from the water, opening its mouth and spitting out a large ship.
The ship bumped twice on the river and gradually became stable. Everyone on the ship returned to the deck and looked at the surrounding mountains and rivers in amazement.
Baisui swallowed his saliva and said, "We're already at Nanling? In just one night?"
Hong Rui and Lu Qiao also took a deep breath.
Hu Sinong and others found themselves in the turtle's belly when they woke up last night. They fainted several times out of fright. Now they saw the black turtle still on the river surface, so they didn't faint again, but they were still obviously a little dazed.
The black tortoise stared at Qing Wu on the deck with its big round eyes, making low guttural sounds from time to time.
"Okay, stop acting like a spoiled child. I'll come and play with you next time." Qing Wu patted Xuan Gui's nose.
Black Turtle seemed reluctant and glanced at Xiao Chenyan again.
Qing Wu curled her lips, muttered something hypocritical, and then said to Xiao Chenyan: "It said it wants you to touch it before it will leave."
Xiao Chenyan smiled, touched the black tortoise's nose, and said softly: "Thank you very much, I will send you two boatloads of livestock in the future as a thank you."
After hearing these words, the black turtle raised its head and let out a joyful roar, then sank into the river. A wave hit the deck, and the two beads fell into the hands of Qing Wu and Xiao Chenyan respectively.
They are exactly two water beads.
Qing Wu clicked her tongue and said, "The little turtle is quite good at pleasing others."
She glanced at the water-fixing bead in Xiao Chenyan's hand and said, "Keep it. With this water-fixing bead, you can summon it at any time. Wearing it can make you sink into the water without drowning. If there is a flood one day, this thing can protect the safety of the whole county."
Xiao Chenyan's eyes lit up, and he carefully put away the water beads, looked at the calm water surface and said, "Two ships and livestock are not enough, I have to reward you handsomely."
"If you really want to thank me, you can go back and have someone build a tombstone for it and write your own words on it." Qing Wu's eyes flashed.
"good."
Reaching Nanling from the river overnight greatly boosted morale.
Hu Sinong used to think Qing Wu was a beauty who brought disaster, but now he looked at her as if he was looking at a god.
Is Princess Yan a deity? ! Otherwise, how could she summon the river god to help!
King Yan was really lucky to have married such a fairy wife. With such a virtuous wife, once the stigma of the former crown prince is cleared, it is hard to say who will take over Dayong in the future!
The one in the East Palace really can't compare to this one!
The ship passed through the canyon and headed directly for the ferry crossing of Nanling County City. At the beginning, grass and trees could be seen on both sides of the river, but the closer it got to the county city, the less grass there was on both sides.
There were no crops to be seen in the fields, only the forks of crops that had been eaten up. Many farmers sat numbly on the ridges of the fields, with no hope of survival in their eyes.
Sometimes you can see a group of locusts flying across the sky in a black mass.
The tragic scene of human life came into view, instantly diluting the excitement of everyone on the boat, and the atmosphere became heavy.
On the way here, Xiao Chenyan summoned Peregrine Falcon to report the news. When the ship arrived at the ferry outside the county city, a garrison general was waiting with his troops.
The leader was an old man, who looked to be nearly sixty years old, but looked vigorous. However, his arms were empty, and there were only three fingers left on his left hand.
When the old man saw Xiao Chenyan, he was extremely excited and was about to kneel down to salute, but Xiao Chenyan quickly held him back.
"Mr. Lin, there is no need to be so polite."
Elder Lin took a deep breath and said, "I'm sorry for my poor behavior, Your Highness."
Hu Sinong in the back was surprised when he saw the old man and asked, "Is it General Lin?"
"I am a useless man, and now I am just a retainer of the Seventh Prince."
Facing Hu Sinong, Mr. Lin's expression seemed much more indifferent.
Among the officials dispatched this time, only Hu Sinong had served in the court the longest, and the others had never met Mr. Lin.
After asking in a low voice and learning the other party's identity, they all had different expressions.
Lin Qinhu, a veteran of two dynasties, was an old general who had accompanied the previous emperor in his campaigns. Even the Marquis of Zhenguo was taught by him.
In the battle in the north ten years ago, he was the military supervisor and was also one of the few survivors of that battle.
However, due to the treason of the Marquis Zhenguo, the defeat in the Northern Border War, and his failure to supervise the army, he was demoted to a commoner.
There was no news from him in the past ten days, and everyone in the court thought he was dead. Unexpectedly, he went to Nanling and hid under the command of the Seventh Prince.
No one cared about what Hu Sinong and others were thinking.
Xiao Chenyan asked: "How is the Seventh Uncle?"
"The prince is still in a coma." General Lin took a deep breath and said, "I just received the news two days ago. Your Highness, you just left the capital. How come you arrived in Nanling so quickly?"
"We took a shortcut, so it was faster."
General Lin looked puzzled. No matter how fast it was, it couldn't be this fast, right? It couldn't have flown here with wings.
He just thought that Xiao Chenyan had left early, so he didn't ask any further questions.
No one noticed that Qing Wu was in a trance for a moment when she saw General Lin.
Only the judge pen asked in a low voice: "Awu, do you know this old general?"
Qing Wu's throat was a little dry, and her voice was deep: "Yes, he is my master's master."
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