"Okay, I'll take you out for a walk," Kong Wenmin stood up and walked towards Chen Qingxuan, standing shoulder to shoulder with him in front of the window, looking at the wet hand stretched out of the window. Kong Wenmin smiled and said, "Just don't eat outside. We can drink so much. If we get drunk outside, I'm afraid it will be embarrassing."
"That's right," Chen Qingxuan nodded with a smile. He reached back and took the handkerchief from Kong Wenjie to wipe it, and asked casually, "You live next door to me?"
"I live downstairs." Kong Wenmin said hesitantly.
"You live in... a large bunk bed?" Chen Qingxuan was startled. Then he frowned and looked at Kong Wenjie, "You don't have enough money?"
"No, it's raining so hard. All the inns are crowded. I finally found this inn, but there's only one empty room." Kong Wenmin explained, "It's okay. I'm leaving tomorrow anyway, so I can just stay here for one more night. It's not..."
Before Kong Wenmin could finish, Chen Qingxuan interrupted him: "Come up and live with me tonight."
"It's okay." Kong Wenmin waved his hands busy, "It's just a nap. I'll leave early tomorrow morning. No need to bother."
"What's the trouble?" Chen Qingxuan frowned and stared at Kong Wenmin, "Are you a girl? Are you afraid that I will take advantage of you? You would rather squeeze on a kang with so many people than come up and live with me?"
"Who, who is the girl?" Kong Wenmin laughed dumbly, paused, and said, "Aren't you sick? I'm worried that you can't rest well. I... I snore loudly at night, and Wen Jie can't stand it."
"It's okay. Believe it or not, the sound of my teeth grinding can definitely cover up your snoring?" Chen Qingxuan looked at Kong Wenmin seriously.
Kong Wenmin couldn't help but laugh, and fine lines appeared on the corners of his eyes. "Don't believe me, my snoring is earth-shattering."
"Then give it a try," Chen Qingxuan looked at Kong Wenmin provocatively, "I'll let you see my Chen-style teeth-grinding skills tonight."
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September 5, the 33rd year of Jiasheng
The capital.
Pingxi Palace.
"Your Highness," Zhong Zhiling was having breakfast when Meng Tan hurried in from outside. He stepped forward and bowed while reporting, "Jiang Bairen just returned to Beijing."
After Dai Jingfeng died in Shu, Zhong Zhiheng promoted Jiang Bairen as the new commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard. At that time, he sent Jiang Bairen to lead a team to southern Xinjiang. One purpose was to cooperate with the Northwestern Army to penetrate into southern Xinjiang, and the other was to monitor the Northwestern Army.
"Oh? His legs and feet are not slow. It only took a month to go back and forth," Zhong Zhiling said slowly. He put down the bowl in his hand, took the handkerchief from Meng Tan and wiped his mouth. He then asked, "Jiang Bairen has returned to Beijing. I guess things in southern Xinjiang are also going well, right?"
"Yes, Your Majesty, please rest assured. Our Northwest Army always does things cleanly and efficiently." Meng Tan said with a smile. As Zhong Zhiling arrived at the side hall, he poured tea and offered it with both hands, "Your Majesty, please."
"How is Xu Chengjin?" Zhong Zhiling asked Meng Tan while holding the tea lid.
"According to the prince's instructions, Xu Chengjin has been handed over to the Jinyiwei, and is now being taken back to the capital by Jiang Bairen," Meng Tan said, sitting down. "Chi Chongyuan and Cheng Xiangyang are also accompanying Jiang Bairen to the capital this time. By the way, your Highness, our people have found Qin Chong, the son of Qin Lu, who has been serving as a military doctor in southern Xinjiang. We will be able to send Qin Chong to the capital in a few days."
Zhong Zhiling had specifically instructed before that Qin Chong must be found and his whereabouts must not be lost due to the chaos in southern Xinjiang.
"Oh, I guess Qin Lu must be very happy," Zhong Zhiling said calmly. He took a sip of tea, paused, and then said, "I heard that Doctor Qin is not in good health?"
"Yes, after taking that stuff for so many years, can it be cured? I heard that Doctor Qin has been half dead for so many years, and he has an attack every few days. It's really pitiful," Meng Tan couldn't help but sighed, "For so many years, Qin Lu has been so worried about this only child."
"He is indeed a ruthless person, otherwise he wouldn't be willing to do anything dirty," Zhong Zhiling said coldly. While taking a sip of tea, he instructed Meng Tan, "Send Qin Chong to the capital quietly, and no one will find out."
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