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There is a saying that no news is good news.
Wu Yaer stood upright holding the broom and looked at the letter handed by a man. The blood-stained letter was dry and brittle, as if it had been stored for decades.
Wu Yaer was worried that if he stretched out his hand, the letter would be broken.
The man holding the letter told the contents.
¡°It¡¯s almost as we guessed, the bandits were encountered in Dou County.¡±
"The bandits appeared very suddenly. My aunt and the others were kidnapped, all the men were killed, and Xiao Qi was seriously injured and escaped."
"He insisted on going to Dou County to seek help from the government officers and soldiers, but he was told that he would be arrested for causing trouble among the people."
"Xiao Qi escaped and died of his injuries in an inn."
"He left clues along the way for us to find. He gave the horseman this letter at the inn and asked him to wait for someone to buy it."
Wu Ya'er raised his head and looked at the speaker: "Dazhong, when Xiao Qi went to the government to ask for help in Dou County, did he identify himself?"
The man called Da Zhong lowered his head and read the letter: "Xiao Qi said that the bandits came suddenly and strangely, so he was cautious and temporarily concealed his identity when he went to the government."
But you still have to get caught.
"Xiao Qi didn't write much in the letter, and he was confused. He was too seriously injured." Dazhong handed the letter again, "I can't see much information, please take another look."
Wu Ya'er didn't answer: "No need to read, he made it very clear that this bandit is related to the officers and soldiers of Dou County."
The bandit appeared very suddenly and could kill all the soldiers like Xiao Qi. If you go to the government to report the bandit, you will be arrested. The soldier who was killed suddenly described the weird details with a confused mind after being injured. .
"Then it seems that there is a big secret behind the killing of Dou County officers and soldiers by bandits." Da Zhong said, "It's just that the people who inquired about the information haven't arrived in Dou County yet, so they found Xiao Qi's traces and the letter left behind. Send it back.¡±
¡°We¡¯ve left people over there to find out where the incident occurred, and then continue to inquire about the news.¡± Another man said.
The distance is far away, and they are not familiar with the place there, so the news should arrive very slowly.
Wu Ya'er said: "No, gather the troops and we will go to Dou County in person."
The big bell nodded in response.
There was a man behind him who was about to discuss how many people to take with him, when to leave, who to stay here, etc. Before he could open his mouth, Big Zhong turned around and pushed him out.
He was about to speak, but Dazhong swallowed back with a glare. The other men also closed their mouths and followed him out, and then everyone spoke up: "Dazhong, you haven't said anything yet."
Dazhong looked blank: "What else is there to say? The result is already obvious."
Everyone knows what will happen to a woman who is robbed by vicious bandits, and so much time has passed.
Wu Yaer¡¯s mother and wife must be dead.
Everyone knows this subconsciously, so they can¡¯t bring it up.
Everyone looked sad, and someone murmured: "Yao'er has been suffering since childhood, and his mother has been suffering even more. It's been almost ten years since we last met, and now we can finally reunite with her to enjoy happiness. What should I do?"
He said such a simple sentence, and his eyes turned red.
"We should stay and comfort him." Another man murmured.
Dazhong¡¯s voice was hoarse: ¡°It¡¯s impossible to comfort him with this kind of thing. If there¡¯s no way to comfort him, just let him cry alone.¡±
The men were silent.
The man who was pushed out by the big clock sniffed hard, suppressing his sorrow and making his face become ferocious: "There is no need to say anything, gather our best soldiers, select the fastest and strongest horses, and bring the sharpest Weapons, just like how we conquered the Huns¡¯ royal court, we immediately went to conquer Dou County.¡±
The cold wind and winter snow were crushed by the crowds running and yelling and the neighing and raising hooves of the horses, causing a sharper roar.
Large flakes of snow were torn apart, covering the town with mounds everywhere in an instant.
The town became noisy, and the small yard was quieter than before. The broom was thrown on the ground and covered with snow.
The simple doors and windows were tightly closed, and several pots of charcoal fire were scorching the house, making it warm and dry. Wu Yaer lay on the bed and buried her head in the fragrant quilt.
This incense was snatched from the hands of the Xiongnu nobles. Because spices are rare and extremely precious, it is said that few dignitaries in the capital of Daxia can possess them.
It seemsAfter a long time and only a short moment, Wu Ya'er sat up. The young man's eyes were a little red, but there were no tears. His skin color was just paler, and there were no obvious marks on the pillows and bedding. Despite this, Wu Ya'er Er still stretched out his slender hands and carefully smoothed the pillows and bedding until they were as new as ever.
Wu Ya'er looked indoors again. There was a curved old plum branch inserted in a pottery vase by the window. There were buds dotted on it. It would probably bloom soon. He walked over and poured out the water in the pottery vase. He poured it out from the side. Pour a new scoop into the small water jar, and then insert the plum branch back.
After doing this, Wu Ya'er turned around and walked out of the house, stepping on the snowflakes step by step towards the noisy town.
Heavy snow covers the entire north, the simple barracks are drafty from all sides, and the burning brazier is as weak as a candle.
A man wrapped in a big cloak and hat covering his head and face was sitting by the brazier, using an iron drill to bake a mud ball attentively.
A young soldier walked in with a cold wind.
"It smells good." He sniffed and said, "Xiang Nan, what are you baking?"
He sat opposite and stretched out his hand to warm himself by the fire.
Xiang Nan raised his head: "Sparrow."
The young soldier looked at the mud ball in the brazier and smiled: "You can still eat this."
Xiang Nan lifted up his cloak, picked out the mud ball and struck it with an iron drill. His crooked mouth was full of smile: "My brother gave it to me. When I was a child, he often took me to climb the wall and go out to play. In the winter, in the barn I¡¯ll catch sparrows while I eat, and I¡¯ll go back when I¡¯m full, so I won¡¯t be hungry when I kneel down in the ancestral hall.¡±
The soldier laughed: "Your brother is really smart."
Xiang Nan nodded, with a smile in his eyes: "He is very smart."
The mud ball has been smashed open, and the fragrant sparrow meat has been torn open and handed to the soldier. The soldier took it and stuffed it into his mouth and said vaguely: "What is your brother doing now? Is he an official?"
Xiang Nan chewed the sparrow meat slowly: "He passed away when he was ten years old."
The soldier was surprised and almost choked on the tiny sparrow meat: "What?"
Xiang Nan smiled at him and said, "He made a marriage arrangement and went to the bride's house as a guest."
Although she was only ten years old, there were many marriages between rich and noble families, so the soldiers didn't think it was strange and listened to Xiang Nan continue.
Xiang Nan said it simply: "The bride got acne, so he was passed on and went with the bride."
"It turned out to be acne. The soldier sighed. No matter he is a poor boy or a rich boy, the goddess of acne treats them equally. This kind of thing can only be expressed as a condolence.
Xiang Nan smiled: "Fortunately, my brother is not alone either. He has a wife to accompany him and can enter his ancestral grave instead of having to live alone in the wilderness. In the future, he will have a adopted nephew and his family will continue to have a good relationship."
It sounds good The soldier was speechless. Do you want to say congratulations?
Someone came in at this time to relieve the siege.
"Xiang Nan, your letter from home." He shouted, handing over a bundle.
The young soldier finally found a new topic and said enviously: "Xiang Nan, you have so many letters from home."
There are all directions in the world. Letters must be delivered accurately and timely. Relationships at the post station require money. One of them is indispensable. Not everyone who lives away from home often receives letters from home. It is common for a year and a half to go without news from each other. Something.
Xiang Nan looked at the handed baggage, and the corners of his mouth sank: "Yes, my family misses me very much."
He reached out and took it and opened it. The letter home was very simple, as expected, asking him to go home immediately and welcome his bride in. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com