Zhao Li took out Zhang Yun's autographed letter to Su Rong and presented it to Zhang Mao.
Seeing that there was only one letter, Zhang Mao asked, "He only wrote a letter in his own hand to Miss Seven?"
"Yes." Zhao Li nodded and said what Zhang Yun asked him to convey to Zhang Mao, "Third Young Master asked you to recover well and tell him about your reply, so he won't write it."
Zhang Mao frowned and told him, "Send the letter to Miss Seven immediately."
Ning Ze reached out and said, "Give it to me and I'll send it over."
Zhao Li glanced at Ning Ze and didn't let go of the letter.
Ning Ze said "Hey", "You don't believe me?" He looked at Zhang Mao.
Zhang Mao immediately said: "Take Zhao Li to see Miss Seven."
Ning Ze nodded and said to Zhao Li, "Okay, come with me." Then he took Zhao Li to find Su Rong.
Su Rong had just finished wiping her hands and was about to return to the carriage when she saw Ning Ze bringing someone with him. The man was dusty and had a letter in his hand. She stopped and waited for someone to approach.
Ning Ze spoke quickly, "Miss Qi, this is Zhao Li. He has Zhang Yun's handwritten letter for you, and he insists on getting it for you personally."
Zhao Li handed over his hand and handed over the letter, "Seventh Miss."
Fengling reached out to the side, took the letter for Su Rong, checked it, found it was not poisonous, and handed it to Su Rong.
Su Rong opened the letter, glanced at it, smiled, and said to Zhao Li, "Thank you for your hard work. Where did you see him?"
"In Birch Mountain."
Su Rong said "huh?" and turned to ask Fengling, "I remember Zhou Che. He took the road to Baihua Mountain."
"Seems to be."
"He didn't hit Zhang Yun." Su Rong smiled, "It seems that he got the news and was avoided by him."
Fengling commented, "After all, the person you value, sister, with tens of thousands of soldiers and horses, can avoid the 100,000 soldiers and horses led by Mr. Zhou Zhou without leaving any trace, and he is not even aware of it. He is really capable."
Su Rong nodded, "Indeed."
Su Rong asked: "What did he look like at that time? What was the situation like with tens of thousands of soldiers and horses? And when you saw him, what did he say and do?"
Zhao Li said everything one by one.
Su Rong was in a good mood, "You're tired too, go and have a rest!"
Zhao Li resigned and returned to Zhang Mao.
Fengling took Zhang Yun's letter, studied it twice, and said, "Sister, he promised so happily. What is said in the letter should be true, right?"
"Yes." Su Rong was sure, "Zhang Yun is a smart man. Since he said so in the letter, he will do it." He told Fengling, "order the whole army not to leave today, but to set up camp directly. It turns out that
Let’s rest for a day.”
Fengling immediately responded and passed on the order.
Su Rong rolled the letters into a bundle and asked someone to bring the flying eagle. He tied Zhang Yun's letter intact to the eagle's leg, patted its head and let it fly.
Zhou Gu probably hasn't gone far now. If he flies to look for him and gives him a message, he should be found soon.
Ning Ze returned to the carriage, still in disbelief, and pulled Zhang Mao to talk, "Your third brother, Zhang Yun, he actually agreed to join Miss Seventh. It's really unbelievable."
Zhang Mao didn't see what Zhang Yun's letter to Su Rong said and looked at Ning Ze.
Ning Ze was speechless and had a pretty good memory. He read Zhang Yun's letter clearly to Zhang Mao as he followed Fengling and Su Rong.
After Zhang Mao heard this, he immediately laughed, "It's not surprising that he agreed."
"Isn't it strange?" Ning Ze looked at him.
Zhang Mao nodded, "It's not surprising. My third brother is thoughtful and skillful. He is always the best at weighing the pros and cons. As long as Miss Su Qi can impress him, he will agree."
"That's why you Zhang family are so strange." Ning Ze said: "Father is not father, and son is not son."
Zhang Mao's smile disappeared, he was silent for a long time, and nodded, "You are right, the father is not the father, and the son is not the son. In the Zhang family, there is no family affection at all. There are people who can be sacrificed at any time for the father's great cause.
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Ning Ze felt a little embarrassed and patted him on the shoulder, "I didn't mean that. I just think that this kind of luck can be tolerated. After all, we all know that Miss Seventh almost died in his hands."
One can be generous and ignore past grudges, and the other really dares to agree to surrender.
"There is nothing he can't do. Following my father, there is no future. As for the seventh lady, he teamed up with Nangong Yu to kill her. It was Nangong Yu who died. He and his second uncle attacked Nanping City with 200,000 troops.
, it was the second uncle who died, and he lost 150,000 troops." Zhang Mao analyzed calmly, "If I were him, I would also choose Miss Seven."
Ning Ze heard what he said and felt that it made sense. As long as a smart person wanted to live, not die, and not just live simply, Su Rong would naturally hold on tightly when he extended an olive branch.
He yawned and hugged the quilt to his body. "It's great not to be in a hurry. I can have a good sleep."
Zhang Mao also felt that he could have a good sleep without rushing. His leg was injured and he could not move. He had to travel day and night, which was more torturous than others. Originally Su Rong wanted to leave him in Nanping City to recuperate, but because he had to contact Zhao Li
Zhang Yun, fearing that the news would not spread in time, took the initiative to follow the army, and Su Rong agreed.
Now that Zhang Yun has received a reply, leaving him to deal with Zhang Ping, their 150,000 troops can take a breather.
Zhou Gu marched hurriedly, day and night. On this day, he took a temporary rest.
The flying eagle swooped down from a high altitude and entered the military camp. It had become very familiar with Zhou Gu's breath these days, and landed directly on Zhou Gu's shoulder. The soldiers were all resting and sleeping, so it did not cause any panic.
Ziye said "Huh?", looked at Fei Ying, and said to Zhou Gu: "Sir, it's not like I just separated from you, and the seventh lady misses you, right?"
"Did we just separate? It's been three days." Zhou Gu said.
When he was in the capital, Su Rong didn't see him off on the day he left the capital. Although he felt depressed, he didn't feel anything bad. But now, after seeing Su Rong Niwai for many days and seeing each other day by day, he was very uncomfortable with the sudden separation.
During these three days and nights of traveling, he didn't want to talk to anyone.
He reached out and hugged Fei Ying into his arms, untied the letter on his lap, opened it and read, "It's not her letter."
Hearing this, Ziye came over to take a look and opened his eyes wide, "This is a picture..."
"Zhang Yun's letter to her." Zhou Gu said helplessly, "She is really lazy and sent it to me intact."
He folded the letter and then pulled Fei Ying's legs to look for it. There was only this letter, not the second one. He touched Fei Ying's head and muttered, "Tell me, why is she so lazy? Neither do you."
Remind her that even writing one word will do."
Feiying tilted his head and looked at Zhou Gu.
Zhou Gu sighed, took the pen, and wrote two big words on the back of Zhang Yun's letter, "Read." Then he tied Feiying's leg again and handed it to Ziye, "Feed him two pieces of meat."
When it's full, it rests, takes a nap, and then puts it back."
