Du Xuan sent Song Qingtang to the door, but did not come back immediately. Instead, he went to the vicinity of Dongping Academy to inquire for information.
Shen Lie returned to the study. On the long table in the center of the study were two maps, one for the capital city and one for the world.
Dai Yu came in with just the right amount of decoction. He looked up and saw Shen Lie standing in front of the map, his eyes distracted.
Putting the decoction quietly in front of the desk, Dai Yu looked back at him and saw that he seemed not to notice that he had come in. He couldn't help but call out: "Master."
Shen Lie looked sideways at him.
"Medicine." Dai Yu pointed to the bowl on the desk.
Shen Lie looked around and nodded.
"Master, what are you thinking about?" Dai Yu asked curiously.
"I want to learn more things," Shen Lie turned around and looked back at the map, "There is no limit to the sea of learning, and I know too little."
"Young master has read enough books these years," Dai Yu said.
Except for running around when called out by Shen Xu, the rest of the time was spent either practicing martial arts or studying literature.
The other young masters of Zuilu are busy with their affairs, but Shen Lie hardly leaves the house. As long as he is not called, he can even stay in Zhengping Garden all year round.
Shen Lie didn't speak anymore. Dai Yu looked at the upright young man who seemed to be lost in thought again and didn't want to disturb him anymore. When he was about to leave quietly, he heard Shen Lie suddenly say: "Do you have a girl you like?"
"Ah?" Dai Yu looked at him.
"Is there any?" Shen Lie looked at him.
Dai Yu blinked and stared at him.
"In the past," Dai Yu said, "I liked a little girl from our village when I was a child."
"and after?"
"When she grew up, she became ugly, and I didn't like her anymore."
"..."
"However," Dai Yu stepped forward quickly and said with a gossipy face, "Master, I know Zhang Meng and Feng Ze, they are very exciting!"
"Do they have a girl they like?" Shen Lie asked.
"Yes, the girl Zhang Meng likes is from our Zuilu Dangjing Street. Zhang Meng has been in love with her for more than half a year, and only then did he find out that the girl has a three-year-old baby!"
"..."
"But Zhang Meng still likes her, and he still misses her. You said it's true. She has children, and she still likes her."
"Oh," Shen Lie said, "If you like me, you like me. Whoever he likes is his own business."
"Just keep it in my heart, and it's impossible to tell others," Dai Yu said.
Shen Lie nodded. Seeing that Dai Yu didn't want to continue, he couldn't help but remind him: "What about Feng Ze?"
He is rarely so gossipy and impatient.
"Feng Ze is even more outrageous. He likes several women, and those women also like him. They handed him many handkerchiefs, and most of them were widows." As he spoke, Dai Yu lowered his voice and whispered, "When he was in Zuilu, he stayed overnight with several widows!"
"..."
Shen Lie suddenly felt that it was better to forget about discussing relationship issues with his subordinates. He would either go astray or doubt his life.
"Hey, young master," Dai Yu smiled mischievously, "You're so good, why did you ask me this question?"
"Go and do your work." Shen Lie looked back at the map and the chat ended.
Du Xuan came back and talked about the affairs of Dongping Academy. The difficulty of moving is much greater than that of ordinary people. There are too many things to organize and sort out, especially for a government school like Dongping Academy. It is estimated that it will take at least ten days to organize and sort out.
In contrast, it is much simpler for them to pack their own things, and Feng Ze can do it alone.
For the rest of the day, Shen Lie basically stayed in the mansion to recuperate from his injuries. He only went out twice, one to Lianfei Pavilion on Shili Road, and the other to Duke Dingguo's Mansion.
He did not go to Dingguogong's mansion without authorization, and only took Du Xuan with him. The two rode horses slowly along Kongchang Street, stopped in front of the main gate, and raised their eyebrows to look at the building that had carried hundreds of Xia family members. A glorious mansion.
The gate is wide and towering. Even if it is desolate and dilapidated and the paint is dim, you can still see the original glory and glory.
The fragrance of plum blossoms under my nose was quiet, and a big bird flew over, stood on the high ridge, and looked sideways into the distance.
The houses are lined up in rows, the wind blows across the ground, and there is no one in silence.
The big bird gave a long cry, flapped its wings and left.
"Ah Li must have been very sad at first," Du Xuan said.
The boy beside him said nothing, his eyes were distant and deep, and his face facing the sky was smooth and clear.
After a long while, he said: "But she is very brave."
"I don't know how her condition is, so I'm worried," Du Xuan said.
"Yeah." Shen Lie responded.
Even though she knew that she now had a master, second brother, junior brother, and the entire Yuanhe sect who treated her like a distinguished guest, she could receive the best care in the world, but her body would ultimately bear the pain of getting sick.
"Let's go." Shen Lie said, gently tugging on the horse's rein.
The sky was cold and windy, and the long empty street was followed by the slowly retreating figures of their master and servant. The sound of horse hooves trampling on the ashlar tiles on the ground was crisp and quiet.
Early the next morning, everyone in the Guo family in the capital, including Guo Shu's distant relatives and nephews, Guo Zhaohai's students, etc., gathered at the Guo Mansion, waiting for Shen Lie's order to set off.
There were a total of ten carriages and forty horses carrying people and goods. The scale was not as large as that of a migrating family, but it was not small either.
The route had been planned in advance. The cavalry passed through half of the capital and finally left through Fuding Gate.
Song Qingtang went all the way to Yulang Lake and said goodbye to Shen Lie in front of the Shanghu Bridge.
Seeing the cavalry passing by the lake bridge, Song Qingtang felt sad in his heart.
Meetings and separations have existed since ancient times, but in troubled times, when we say goodbye, we really don’t know how long it will be before we see each other again.
There were nearly a thousand people outside Fuding Gate, scattered and scattered. Some people were rushing back from outside. They were worried about their relatives in the capital and wanted to enter the city gate. Some people came from nearby counties and wanted to find out what the situation in the capital was like.
When Shen Lie and the others were heading south to the Yunshu Highway, the coldest road in the Gyeonggi official road network, a man galloped up on the Jiugu Highway, fifty miles away, and got off the highway at Fenghe Station in the south of Fenghe County. , rushed into Fenghe County.
Yan Qinglin had not slept well for several days and was in poor condition, resulting in a very bad look.
Liang Jinhong entered the room and handed the letter to her. After reading it, she became furious, tore up the letter, crumpled it into a ball, and smashed it on the ground.
Liang Jinhong was frightened and said: "Madam, this is..."
"With hundreds of thousands of people, not a single city gate has been broken open!" Yan Qinglin suddenly roared, "These hundreds of thousands of trash, hungry and frozen, shouldn't they go crazy? Shouldn't they work together and fight to the death to capture them? That door!"
Everyone in the room was startled and looked at Yan Qinglin.
"I spent so much money, but what happened in the end? In the end, there was nothing!"
Liang Jinhong looked at the letter on the ground.
This letter was sent from Huguang, and it should be to arrange for them what to do next.
But now, the capital has not been captured, and no matter how brilliant the next plan is, there is no way to implement it.
