After carrying the goods, He Wei immediately rushed non-stop to the army station a hundred miles away. When he arrived there, it was evening, the sky was raining, and soldiers in twos and threes were gathering in front of the tent to eat Wotou.
Zhao Ying was also having dinner, chewing on the hard steamed buns while thinking about the wine he drank the day before.
He Wei walked into the tent and honestly recounted his experiences in the past few days and what Meng Yuan had told him. As he was talking, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. Zhao Ying stopped swallowing and looked at him with wide eyes.
There was a bit of murderous intent in the thick black eyes.
He Wei's heart trembled, his momentum weakened a bit, and he asked in a low voice: "General, what's wrong with you?"
Zhao Ying swung his arm and smashed the half-bitten croquette into his face, "If you don't want General Fang's closed disciples, you have to go and invite those drunken people from the capital. He Wei, you have no brains.
Or don’t you have any brains at all?”
He Wei was really stunned this time, "General Fang's closed disciple? That very powerful General Fang?"
"Is there a second General Fang in Da Qi?" Zhao Ying rolled his eyes at him angrily.
"No wonder, no wonder..." He Wei grasped the Wowotou that was as hard as a stone. No wonder he finally said it out after a long time, "No wonder he is so powerful!"
After saying this, he ran out.
Zhao Ying shouted from behind: "Why are you running? Come back!"
I haven’t finished speaking yet, why are you running?
He Wei turned his head and smiled like a fool, "I'm going to bear the thorn to apologize, and I'll give you a hug by the way."
Zhao Ying: "How have I ever felt sorry for you?"
He Wei raised the wowotou and knocked it on his head, "General, listen to this sound, it's so solid... You can only eat the wowotou that dogs can't bite, but Meng Yuan can eat the stuffed ones."
Steamed buns and noodles, isn’t this enough to make people excited?”
Zhao Ying: "..."
Unable to refute.
Zhao Ying looked away and pretended to be dumbfounded, "Come back, I have something serious to tell you."
"What's the matter?" He Wei ran back again.
Zhao Ying spread the paper and spoke at the same time: "Help me deliver a secret letter to the emperor. Hurry up. If you delay the official business, I will make you eat steamed buns for the rest of your life."
He Wei angrily bit the steamed bun in his hand and muttered: "Just eat it. I've been eating it for so many years. It's not less than ten or twenty years."
Zhao Ying raised his eyebrows, and someone immediately changed his face, "I'm talking nonsense. Don't worry, general. I promise to complete the mission."
"You just have an itchy skin." Zhao Ying glared at him and warned naggingly: "When we get to the capital, be smarter, praise Meng Yuan more, and order more soldiers. The people in Xiangcheng will be waiting for your help."
He Wei waved his hands repeatedly, "It's okay to praise Meng Yuan and the important soldiers, but just saving lives. I'm just a messenger. The real life saving depends on you and Meng Yuan."
"You are quite self-aware." Zhao Ying glanced at him and immersed himself in writing a letter. He was not good at writing, and after writing a letter, he was sweating on his forehead.
He Wei handed over a piece of cloth and said goodbye to him: "General, I'm leaving now. Please pay attention to your own safety. Eat two good meals if you can. Don't keep chewing on cornbread. It's hard to get a wife if your teeth fall out."
.”
Zhao Ying stuffed the sealed letter into his arms, stretched out his legs and kicked him, "A dog can't spit out ivory from its mouth, so get out of here!"
After driving He Wei away, he wrote another letter to Meng Yuan.
Everything was deployed, and it was already dark.
Zhao Ying looked at the heavy rain in front of the tent and sighed, "Give me the order, everyone will gather in front of the tent at 9 o'clock tomorrow, 3,000 people will stay where they are, and the rest will go to Yuzhou for support."
As for Xiangcheng...
I hope Meng Yuan can survive until the day when reinforcements arrive.
*
Meng Yuan met Lazy Ball halfway. The little guy was caught in the rain, his hair was soaked, his head was broken, and he was as embarrassed as a stray dog.
The moment it saw Meng Yuan, it immediately gave up its strength and lay motionless in the wet mud. Its big watery eyes stared straight at Meng Yuan, completely losing its usual majestic appearance.
Meng Yuan's heart clenched suddenly, he turned over and dismounted, and took the eight-hole soul-inducing lamp from its mouth. His lips moved again and again, but he couldn't speak. His heart sank again and again until he fell to the bottom.
Sure enough, something happened.
He should have gone back long ago, should have gone back long ago...
A wave of regret rushed into his eyes from the top of his heart. His nose instantly became sore, and his eyes were covered with mist. He didn't know whether it was rain or tears.
He lowered his head and touched the tip of his nose, and took a few breaths before finding his voice: "Qingqing, where did she go?"
"I don't know, I don't know..." Lazy Ball shook his head and started sobbing, "She asked me to take away this broken lamp and get rid of those bad guys, and wouldn't let me go with her."
"She said there is a river under the cliff, and nothing will happen if you just jump in... She is a liar. I searched for her in the river all day and night but could not find her."
Lazy Ball cried and threw himself into Meng Yuan's arms, "Smelly Meng Yuan, do you think Shen Qingqing, a big liar, will be reduced to ashes?"
Meng Yuan staggered and held on to the horse's back. His vision was blurred and he was dizzy. Two words echoed repeatedly in his ears: "Cliff."
How could it be so risky?
How can you not take your own life seriously?
He was angry, but more regretful in his heart.
If he had known this would happen, he should not have left Xiangcheng in the first place.
He should follow her and watch her all the time. Even if she has to jump off a cliff in the end, he can be her backer!
Meng Yuan stood in the rain for a long time, until his legs went numb and he lost consciousness before regaining some sense.
Although Qingqing doesn't care about his body, he is not a reckless person. Since she said there is water under the cliff and no one will die, then no one will die.
He believes her.
So what he has to do now is to find her and face the coming storm with her.
Meng Yuan held Lazy Ball up with one hand and tightened the reins with the other hand. He turned over and got on the horse. His firm and powerful voice rang out over the sound of rain: "Let's go back and look for it together. We will definitely find it."
Not only Meng Yuan and Lanqiu, Gu Jiali, Ning Youan and others are also looking for Shen Qingqing.
Ever since they heard the explosion that night and rushed to the mountain without seeing Shen Qingqing, they had been looking for someone non-stop. Gu Jiali had not eaten or slept for two days and two nights.
Zhiyi, who had provided the gunpowder, knelt on the burnt hilltop, his eyes swollen from crying, "If I had known that she had this intention, I would have said nothing and would not have helped her find anything. Wow...it's all my fault, Mr. Gu.
I am a murderer, please chop me down."
Gu Jiali looked at him expressionlessly, his lips moved, and it took a lot of effort to make a sound: "She is not dead yet. It is not dead until the body is found. Keep looking, or you will see someone die..."
He paused, turned his head and remained silent for a long time before saying, "After this incident is over, you go to Dali Temple to receive your punishment. After receiving your punishment, you can leave. I, Gu Jiali, cannot afford people like you."
Zhiyi hesitated and cried even harder. This chapter has been completed!