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A gust of wind blew the snow particles, and people on the road wrapped up their clothes tightly. Jiang An opened his hood and raised his face to face the wind and snow.
"We're home." He said, taking a deep breath and looking at the city faintly visible in the wind and snow in front of him, "It's been a long, long time since I left home."
The attendant next to him wrapped his cloak tightly: "It's less than three months."
They walked slowly when they went there, and it only took them half a month to make the return trip.
Jiang An stretched out his hand to catch the wind and snow: "Is it not long since autumn passed to winter?"
The attendant smiled and stopped refuting him. He turned around and saw Liu Fan sitting in the car climbing out and taking off his hat to blow the wind. He shouted hurriedly: "Mr. Liu, you are going to die, so you can't catch the cold."
Liu Fan is a man who sticks to his word. Even after leaving Linzhou, he still pretends to be sick. His face is always painted yellow and his body smells stinky. He insists on lying in the car and is not afraid of the bumps. He is about to die.
He felt the cold wind with a yellow face and ignored the entourage's laughter: "It will snow so early this winter, it will be very cold."
Jiang An smiled and said, yes, yes. As he spoke, the team continued to march. Although it was windy and snowy, there were still pedestrians coming and going on the road. There were also busy farmers in the fields, pulling sheets of wheat straw to cover the newly sprouted trees. Green crops.
"People can endure the cold, but they cannot."
"Hey, people can't bear the cold. I saw that your family received a cart of grass to repair the house. Your family has more of them in our village."
"You look bad, don't you? My family didn't take more!"
The farmers who were busy in the fields were not idle chatting and laughing, but they were not all so kind. One woman yelled at the top of her voice, and she was just scolding someone who had taken over her field and wanted to go to the village. Chief, I'm going to sue the official.
Pedestrians on the road include mules and horses, women in carriages, and children on their backs. You ask me to give way, and I ask you to watch the road. It is noisy, but when you see their group of soldiers and horses coming, look at Chu He again. The flag of the Zhenwu Army was among them, and no matter who they were, they immediately moved to the side of the road.
In wars in troubled times, military law comes first. Anyone who dares to disturb the march will be severely punished.
This was one of the rules that everyone, men, women, old and young, rich, homeless and beggars knew under the rule of Mrs. Chu. Announcements would be posted in cities, villages and towns, and the officers would constantly repeat the preaching. It was also common to see people being arrested for hard labor in violation of laws and regulations. Or expelled people.
Mrs. Chu was kind-hearted, and every city and village under her rule had porridge shacks, so that people who entered here could always have something to eat to survive. However, Mrs. Chu was also a person with a bad temper.
She likes a good reputation, likes everyone to praise her, respect and love her, and likes everyone to listen to her and obey her, so once someone doesn't listen to her, she will get angry, beat people, and kill people.
The roadside is noisy and noisy, the road is narrow and there are many people, but the team flows smoothly without any stagnation.
Liu Fan took a deep breath of the cold wind and snow, this is the taste of living and working in peace and contentment.
Liu Fan pretended to be ill and went straight to the capital without getting up when he arrived at the palace. Li Minglou got the news and came to see him in person.
"It's nothing serious. It's just that I'm tired." Liu Fan said in a hoarse voice with a yellow face and half-closed eyes. "Linzhou can't decide to return to Beijing for a while. I'm afraid that my wife will be anxious and uneasy and won't fall ill in Linzhou." Zhou, save your breath and come back to report."
Li Minglou said: "Mr. Liu, you are as cautious as you started. Thank you for your hard work."
Since he came back with a sigh of relief, she asked in detail what His Majesty's orders were, what arrangements the court had, and how they could help.
Liu Fan also answered in detail in one breath. Needless to say, what happened on the road. When he entered Linzhou and met the emperor, he praised and expressed his feelings, how the court celebrated, and what difficulties there were in returning to Beijing.
"The difficulties are not small, but they are not many. It is just one thing: how to stabilize Linzhou and the people."
"It's too difficult to travel, especially now that Ankang Mountain occupies Hedong Road, like a knife across the road from Linzhou to the capital."
"As for helping, the most important thing is for Madam to protect the capital."
Li Minglou said: "Then let's just wait for His Majesty and the court to make arrangements. Mr. Liu, please take good care of yourself, and I will send others to the capital to follow your orders."
Liu Fan said: "Madam, no need. I have left people there to listen to the court's orders. If anything happens, they will tell you back. The court is very busy now. Sending people there will only disturb them. Besides, those gentlemen are all They are still in Linzhou, they are more familiar with the capital than we are, so it is convenient for the court to ask them if there is anything."
Since he said this, Li Minglou nodded: "Mr. Liu has arranged it, so I won't worry."
&nbDo you know we will be afraid of him? "
As for being identified.
"He can come to the capital city boundary, just don't let him enter the city."
That's true, the capital is under their control, and they know that Xiang Yun has come with bad intentions, so they have been prepared. The worst-case scenario is to kill Xiang Yun, and then it will be said that the assassins of the Ankang Mountain rebels will kill him. , Yuanji and the other three nodded in agreement.
Li Minglou looked down at his fingers, and even if they didn't take action, Xiang Yun might die on the road.
Zhou Yan from Jiangling Mansion sent news that Xiang Qiubeard had left Jiangling Mansion.
Xiang Qiubeard did not interact with her, and she did not write him a letter asking him to take care of himself or not to do dangerous things, because this matter had nothing to do with her after Xiang Qiubeard left Dou County.
This is Xiang Qiubeard¡¯s own business.
He did this not for Mrs. Chu, but for himself.
How can she point fingers? That's humiliating him.
Li Minglou put aside these things and read another letter: "Madam and Jin Jue have already set off, right?"
"We're already halfway there." Jiang Ming said with a smile, "Madam has not gotten sick again. She will speed up the journey in the next few days, and we can arrive in ten days at most."
Li Minglou said: "No need to speed up, just walk slowly."
"On the tenth day," she pinched her fingers. Then she could write a letter to Wu Ya'er and ask him to come to the capital.
"Uncle Ming," she said, "write a letter to Governor Wu and let him arrange the time."
Jiang Ming sighed, but then he suspected that he didn't understand: "Miss? Should I write? Or you"
Li Minglou lowered his head and looked through the documents on the table: "Aren't the letters to Wei Dao always written by someone? Just write one to him by the way."
By the way? But Wu Ya'er never stopped coming in, and Jiang Ming asked, so Yuan Ji grabbed him.
"I understand, I'll write it." He said, "Miss, please take a rest."
Li Minglou lowered his head and looked through the documents attentively, not paying attention to their words and humming.
Jiang Ming was taken out by Yuan Ji and continued to ask: "Aren't all Wu Yaer's letters written by young ladies? Why"
Yuanji interrupted him: "Wouldn't it be better if the lady didn't write to him? What else do you want to ask?"
Good or bad, since that guess, their hearts have not let go for a day, and they have been restless day and night. Jiang Ming said: "But we have to know why?"
Fang Er said: "I'm not interested anymore."
Not interested anymore? Yuanji and Jiang Ming looked at him.
"Miss, the painting has been put away." Fang Er said, "I have already told you that you are overthinking it. Even if Miss likes this Wu Ya'er, it is just a fresh picture. When Miss was young, most of the governors gave it to her. Give her a lot of fresh things, and the ones she likes will be kept for a few days, but she will throw them away in the end."
That means the young lady is so new to Wu Ya'er that she doesn't even bother to write him a letter, just like she did in the beginning.
Yuanji and Jiang Ming breathed a sigh of relief.
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Li Minglou looked at the document. In fact, she had not read every line of the document. She lowered her head, hiding her gaze from wandering.
She sighed softly.
She has put away the paintings Wu Yaer gave her, and is not wearing the socks he gave her. The clothes he left here have also been put in another box. She has not written to him again.
But why, when she was eating, when she suddenly woke up from sleep, when she was working, when she was looking at the scenery outside with her chin in her hands, when she heard the maids laughing, she would think of him? (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com