Chapter 141 The heroine Di Ji who died for her country (20)
After dinner, Lin Zhen continued to immerse himself in the military account books on the desk, flipping through the scrolls of bamboo slips with a clattering sound.
Chi Yuan, on the other hand, packed up his things and sat alone, playing with a wooden carving for his own entertainment. He didn't make any sound and looked well-behaved.
Lin Zhen thought that Chi Yuan wanted to play here for a while, so he ignored him and continued to draw out the names in black on the bamboo slips with his brush.
It wasn't until the clock was knocked twice outside and the sound of "bang bang" was heard that Lin Zhen finally realized that it was already very late.
She rubbed the bridge of her nose, put down the bamboo slips in her hand, looked at Chi Yuan who was still playing with the wood carvings, and asked: "Xiao Yuan, it's already very late, you should go back and rest."
Chi Yuan withdrew his hand and placed it neatly on his lap. He said in a slightly aggrieved tone: "Master, I don't want to go to sleep in that room."
"Huh?" Lin Zhen made a confused voice and asked, "Why?"
Chi Yuan complained to Lin Zhen aggrievedly: "I always hear people over there crying and howling, mumbling and talking nonsense. I feel scared..."
Listening to Chi Yuan's description, Lin Zhen remembered: Hu Erqi seemed to have been imprisoned somewhere nearby, right? But there were still three or four walls between that place and the room where Chi Yuan lived, so the sound was noisy.
Can it be transmitted? How loud must be the voice of Hurqi...
Lin Zhen didn't expect such a situation. She shouted out the door: "Here comes someone."
The waiter outside the door came in: "What are your orders, Your Highness?"
"Go tell the captured Huns named Gurqi and ask him to calm down." Lin Zhen felt very annoyed with this Gurqi, and added a threat by the way, "Tell him, if he is still yelling at me
If he screams, I will pull out his tongue."
"yes."
The attendant took the order and went out.
Chi Yuan didn't look happy that he could get a good sleep again. He blinked pitifully: "Master?"
Okay. Someone crying and howling in the middle of the night is really disturbing, and now I don’t know how to go about asking Chi Yuan to go back.
Lin Zhen glanced at the layout of the room: there was a small couch behind the screen, which was probably used for a short rest after handling official duties.
While she continued to review the bamboo slips, she raised her chin towards the screen over there and said to Chi Yuan: "Xiao Yuan, if you are afraid, why don't you go and sleep on the couch behind there for one night?"
Chi Yuan couldn't believe it: "Really?"
"Really." Lin Zhen recalled while sketching on the bamboo slips, and said to Chi Yuan, "It's cold at night. There is a thick blanket in the cabinet on the right. You can take it and cover it yourself. Don't let the cold wind blow. You know.
?"
Chi Yuan nodded vigorously: "Yeah!"
He ran over with his short legs and took out the blanket, moved it to the couch with a groan, then got into the quilt with a swipe, and said to Lin Zhen through a screen: "Master, I'm sleeping."
It’s ready!”
Lin Zhen turned the direction of the oil lamp and responded softly: "Well, go to sleep."
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When Chi Yuan woke up from the couch the next morning, Lin Zhen was no longer in the room, and the mountains of bamboo slips on the table were also gone.
There were noisy sounds from everywhere in the military camp.
The soldiers were holding bamboo chips recording their military exploits in their hands, and they were all in high spirits - a battle had just been fought yesterday, and everyone had already received their military exploits today. It was like the boss was special at the beginning of the month.
I am positive and can’t wait to pay this month’s salary. Who wouldn’t feel happy?
After rewarding the soldiers according to their merits, Lin Zhen also wrote a letter to Li Mo, telling him that the situation in Zhuyue City had been stabilized, and that the eldest son of the Xiongnu Khan, the Zuoxian King Gurqi, had been captured alive and that he could lead the army.
Returned.
Lin Zhen sent someone to deliver this letter to the mausoleum. Based on the distance between the two places, it is estimated that Li Mo will be back in five or six days.
After dealing with these things, Lin Zhen finally remembered a certain guy who disturbed the people late last night. She came to the prison where prisoners were held in Zhuyue City, and looked at the dark space in front of her that looked a little gloomy and smelled faintly of blood. She couldn't help but
He frowned: "Where is Huerqiguan?"
The jailer at the door quickly replied: "In the iron cell in the innermost room."
With that said, he quickly took down a lamp from the wall and held it in front to show Lin Zhen the way.
It was dark in this cell, and there was a small window every few dozen steps, about the size of a fist. From that window, a little bit of cold skylight came in, and it could only illuminate a pitifully small amount of light.
The place.
The firelight in the jailer's hand flickered and danced slightly, reflecting on the walls of the cells on both sides. The blood stains that had condensed into black in the corners flashed in the firelight.
Lin Zhen looked at the cell and found that it was really cold and dark. Staying in such a place for a long time would probably drive a normal person crazy.
The iron cell where Gurchi was imprisoned was at the deepest part of the cell.
This iron prison is very strong, and the surrounding railings should be made of fine iron. Over time, a layer of dark rust has developed on it, which is mixed with the almost moldy smell of blood around it. It smells particularly strange.
, even a slightly disgusting taste.
The jailer moved a stool outside the iron cell and wiped it with his sleeve: "Your Highness, please sit down."
Huerqi, who had his eyes closed in the iron prison, heard the sound and quickly turned over and climbed up from the thatch pile.
Huerqi looked at Lin Zhen who was sitting there looking at him leisurely outside the cell. Various complicated expressions flashed in his eyes, and he said hoarsely: "Jiang Wei, you are Jiang Wei..."
The jailer next to him swung his whip twice and yelled angrily: "You are so bold, how dare you call His Highness by his first name!"
After receiving these two whips, Huerqi changed his words wisely: "Okay, Princess Pingning, Your Highness - is this all right?"
He looked at Lin Zhen's expression filled with regret: "If I had known this, I should have led the troops to welcome the Emperor Ji back to the Golden Tent Palace when the news came from Mobei."
Lin Zhen responded with a smile: "Then Qi Duo Khan has returned to the underworld now. King Zuo Xian is really a filial son."
Hu Erqi choked at these words. He knew that the plan to capture the Central Plains would probably be ruined, but as long as he could save his life, in a few decades or hundreds of years, there would be no worries about the situation changing...
…
Thinking of this, his attitude softened, and he even planned to throw in some less important information in exchange for the other party's trust, and said cooperatively: "Di Ji came to me this time. Is there anything you want to ask me? I will definitely
Tell me everything you know..."
Lin Zhen raised his hand and interrupted his speech: "No. I just want to ask, what were you screaming about in the middle of the night last night? It made my apprentice not have a good night's sleep."
I am willing to cooperate with your questions, but it turns out that you are indeed concerned about your apprentice’s sleep quality? Can you clarify the key points?
Hu Erqi was so angry that his mouth was full of smoke.
