When Xia Zhaoyi and Shen Lie arrived, it was almost afternoon.
Time passed quickly in the wind and snow. A few plasterers had free time today and offered to cook. As soon as the meal was ready, someone immediately ran to find Shen Lie.
Due to his nature of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages and seeking strength, since this young man appeared with Xia Zhaoyi, hundreds of people on the construction site were attracted to him and unconsciously wanted to be friendly.
When Xia Zhaoyi came back, Shen Lie was already sitting next to the bonfire, talking to Du Xuan. Behind him was the boiling warm soup, gurgling, adding warmth to the snowy winter night.
Shen Lie has taken off his fur coat, and his light yellow and black ink-trimmed brocade clothes are quite textured, making him look more calm and mature than usual.
He was originally a cold and indifferent person, living in a vast place with vast mountains and rivers. However, once he was exposed to the fireworks of the world, he actually had the meaning of a jade-inlaid sword tempered by fierce fire. It was sharp, sharp, luxurious and hot.
Not knowing what he was talking about, Shen Lie pulled the long map in his hand slightly to the side. Du Xuan reached out and pointed to a place on the map. Just as he was about to continue talking, the master and servant suddenly had a tacit understanding and turned to look at the man standing opposite. Xia Zhaoyi.
Xia Zhaoyi walked away, and Wu Shaoning, who was sitting on the other side of Shen Lie, stood up in time to make way for her.
"Brother Du, are you surprised to see Mr. Shen?" Xia Zhaoyi said with a smile.
"I'm happy, I'm happy!" Du Xuan laughed.
"Du Xuan said you were leaving in the middle of winter?" Shen Lie asked.
"Well," Xia Zhaoyi nodded, "Actually, we can leave at the beginning of winter. These workers are better than I expected."
"It's so urgent," Du Xuan's heart tightened, "Ah Li, it's cold in the twelfth lunar month of winter. It won't be too late to wait until spring warms up. In winter, no one can do anything."
"Actually, it has been delayed for a long time," Xia Zhaoyi said seriously. "This year on the mountain, Master asked me whether to go north or east. I chose to go east, but I didn't want to underestimate the situation in this troubled world. I just wanted to Looking for a passable road to transport goods has trapped me for months."
Du Xuan couldn't see her being like this and said hurriedly: "Ah Li, you are no longer simple. Don't worry, when the road is open, the soldiers in the northwest will no longer suffer from hunger and cold!"
"Ah Li, do you want to go east?" Shen Lie asked.
Xia Zhaoyi looked at him and nodded.
"You never mentioned going east before," Du Xuan said, "Wait a minute, the elder asked you about going north or east. Could this east be Li Qian?"
"Add one more," Xia Zhaoyi smiled, "Song Zhiyi."
"It just so happens that we are also unhappy with that old man!"
Shen Lie thought for a moment and said, "Ah Li, if you are going to go at the beginning of next month, there is something I need to tell you."
"What's the matter?"
"Before I left Tanzhou, I received news that Qian Yuandeng and Mu Tingyu appeared in the Liujing Prefecture area in early September. They had also been to Linning before."
"Them?" Xia Zhaoyi said.
Suddenly I heard these two names and felt distant.
Mu Tingyu is the eldest grandson of Rong Guo Gong. The number of people in Rong Guo Gong's mansion has declined. Old Rong Guo Gong died of illness in his early years. His only son Mu Bu Qiujiang and others succeeded him as Rong'anhou. Mu Tingyu was the eldest son of Rong'an Hou's mansion. But externally, he always calls himself the eldest grandson of Duke Rongguo.
Compared with the hereditary and unjust Dukes of Dingguo and Zhengguo, Li Zhi was particularly at ease with the Mu clan. Decades ago, the Mu clan's family soldiers had become insignificant. In addition, the Mu family's poor management meant that the manor and fields were harvested. It was difficult to rent, and even the shop business often cut corners, which was criticized by others, resulting in a lack of people. The Mu family simply disbanded the family soldiers, and the large amount of extra silver could be used for extravagant enjoyment.
Precisely because he was a glutton who was greedy for pleasure and did not like to exercise, the old Duke Rong was only fifty-one years old when he died of illness, and his weight was five times his age.
In the early years of the capital, there were rumors that it took twelve strong men to lift the coffin of the old Rongguo Mansion. When they were walking through the city to the Mu family's ancestral grave outside the city, they once broke a golden wire given by the old emperor to carry the coffin.
Phoebe.
It is said that the coffin bearers were later convicted and punished.
In the generation of Mu Tingyu's father, Mu Buqiu of the Rong'an Marquis Mansion, he married Jiang Yaqi, the eldest daughter of Jiang Dayu, a minister of etiquette at that time.
For no other reason than because the Jiang family is rich and is one of the famous richest men in Beijing.
Jiang Yaqi was very beautiful. Before she got married, many literati saw her and fell in love with her. They wrote poems and poems for her, which are still popular today. But the only thing is that Jiang Yaqi was short.
Mu Tingyu inherited his mother's beauty and height.
Mu Buqiu later took in several concubines, but none of them could conceive, and the heirs withered like the old Rongguo Duke's house, so Mu Tingyu became the sole heir of the third generation of the Mu family.
Mu Tingyu has a very extreme personality. He is smooth-tongued but vicious in his actions. He also likes to talk nonsense.
There was no social contact between Duke Dingguo and Duke Rongguo before, but over the years Xia Zhaoyi occasionally heard about it in teahouses. Mu Tingyu had broken many people, mostly women, including her.
In the capital, Mu Tingyu relied on his good friend Qian Yuandeng to gain a connection with General Qian Xutian. In the end, the Mu family followed Li Ju and left the capital. After all these years, Mu Tingyu finally became Li Ju's confidant.
, it can be regarded as a revitalization of the Mu clan.
As for Qian Yuandeng, as the sixth son of General Qian Xutian, he is the most mediocre and incompetent. The reason why he has made his presence felt everywhere in these years is because Mu Tingyu always takes him with him when he does everything.
Du Xuan took advantage of the opportunity and said: "Liu Jingfu is far away in Guyi, and Li Qian's troops went to Liujing Mansion. The absurdity is no less ridiculous than Zheng Guogong's troops running to Huazhou Wuqu."
Seeing that Xia Zhaoyi didn't respond, Du Xuan said again: "Ah Li, don't you know? The soldiers and horses of Zheng Guogong's palace really went to Wuqu, Huazhou. I didn't make an analogy."
After saying that, he caught a glimpse of Shen Lie's eyes.
Du Xuan pretended not to see it.
"Did they go to Wuqu?" Xia Zhaoyi really thought he was making a metaphor just now and asked curiously, "Why did they go?"
"I don't know why they went there, but there were a few twists and turns in the process." Du Xuan pinched his fingers and said.
Xia Zhaoyi nodded and looked at the map in Shen Lie's hand.
Shen Lie very considerately moved towards her, highlighting the old clothes.
"Ah Li... just a little incident." Du Xuan pinched his fingers and reached over Shen Lie to Xia Zhaoyi.
Xia Zhaoyi raised her eyebrows and looked at him: "Brother Du, what do you want to say?"
Du Xuan coughed lightly: "Ah Li, how is your relationship with Duke Zheng's house?"
Xia Zhaoyi thought for a moment and said, "It's acceptable."
"But why did I see that you didn't care at all just now?"
Xia Zhaoyi looked at him: "...Brother Du?"
"Ah Li," Shen Lie said in a deep voice who couldn't stand listening anymore, "As for Zheng Guogong's Mansion, after we parted ways in Jiuning County, Songzhou, I went south to Yongwucheng, Huazhou to wait for my subordinates. When I left, there was no way to go.
Encountered the soldiers and horses of Duke Zheng at night."
Du Xuan sighed softly and took out the opened letter from his arms.
