Ying Guangji was so tired that he couldn't care less about his image as a handsome young man. He chewed on the hot scallion pancakes and didn't forget to tear off a piece of meat and put it in his mouth. His four guards were also similar to him, except
However, they did not receive the same treatment as Guangji. Each of them held a porcelain bowl that was bigger than their heads. The soup cakes inside were poured with a thick layer of fat, and their heads were covered with sweat.
Cui Chengru walked in with a smile, looked at how several people were eating and poured a cup of tea for Ying Guangji: "Young Master Ying, eat slowly and drink some tea soup to get rid of the greasiness! Xiao Wuzi, give each of these four brothers a bowl.
!”
Ying Guangji almost choked to death. He grabbed the tea soup handed over by Cui Chengru and poured it into his stomach without caring about scalding it. When the big cake was finished and only the skeleton of a sheep was left on the table, he was satisfied.
He patted his belly and burped.
Cui Chengru grinned: "This is the first time I've seen Young Master Ying eat this way. How could he be so hungry?"
Ying Guangji said with a sigh: "Without him, I closed the horses from Yanmen and took ten days to return to Chang'an without stopping. There was no water or rice on the road. The ten horses were exhausted, and your red feather messenger didn't even run.
Come on, how do you think they did it?"
Cui Chengru laughed twice and shook his head: "Master Ying, why are you so urgent? The battle of Mayi is over, why are you leaving in such a hurry?"
Ying Guangji sneered twice: "In a hurry? I don't feel in a hurry at all. I also feel that I am running a little slowly! Xin, I have brought it to you. When will the goods I want be ready?"
Cui Chengru said: "This will take some time. Of course, I don't suspect that the letter sent by Mr. Ying is fake. It's just that it takes time to prepare so many things. Please rest assured Mr. Ying, I will do my best, and it should be done within ten days.
Done.”
Ying Guangji stretched out a hand: "Five days, only five days at most. Even if everything is not ready by then, we will take away as much as we can, and you can send the rest to Lanzhou."
"Why is this? Could it be that something happened on the plateau?"
Ying Guangji sighed: "To be honest, I am scared! Your Mr. Su, General Su is not a human being. I am completely convinced by his vision and methods. When I go back this time, I will only focus on staying on the plateau."
, listen to his words, and never step down from the plateau if there is no problem. Hey! Fortunately, I didn’t continue to provoke this gentleman of yours. If I had listened to the words of several elders at that time, I don’t know if I could still be sitting here eating scallion pancakes and
It’s mutton.”
Cui Chengru's face was as beautiful as a flower. He had never felt the same emotion as Ying Guangji. But he didn't have the pain of Ying Guangji. When his stupid son took people to warm water to exchange salt, he was only older than several other merchants.
After sitting in the tea stall at the entrance of Junguan for an extra quarter of an hour, good things happened to the Cui family. The old man sometimes wondered, is it his ancestors who have blessed him, or is it his stupid son who has stupid blessings? Now
No one knows and has no interest in thinking about it anymore.
After Ying Guangji and others had finished arranging things, Cui Chengru smiled and arranged for people to prepare things for Ying Guangji. Based on Ying Guangji's letter alone, Cui Chengru would never easily believe that before Ying Guangji came, he had already
Someone sent him a letter. The letter arrived earlier than the Red Feather Messenger, and it was said that it flew back. Cui Chengru believed that he knew that Mr. Su had such a method.
A young boy was collecting the cups and plates that Ying Guangji and others had put down. Several of them were really hungry. They ate all the food on the table. The young boy moved quickly and put away the cups and plates in twos and twos and took them back to the kitchen.
After that, his work was done for today. He came out of the kitchen, got into his room, changed into casual clothes, opened the back door and looked around, but there was nothing. Then he came out, put his hands behind his back, and got in.
Down the alley.
The city was very lively today. Everyone was happy to have won the battle, and the government was naturally more relaxed. The young man got through the crowd, asked about several businesses, and walked along the road twists and turns, neither going home nor going home.
I never returned to Cuixiang Tower again.
When the young man appeared at the entrance of a hidden alley, the surroundings were already very quiet. This alley does not face the main street. The young man came out of the back door of Lin's grocery store and took a detour to get here. Even if there was someone following him, this
He should have been thrown away soon. When he came to a small door, the boy knocked lightly three times and stood aside to wait.
It was not long, and the person who opened the door was an old man with white hair and beard. He stooped and poked his head out to look at the young man. He gave up his position expressionlessly. After the young man came in, the old man also looked at the door and retracted.
After closing the door, the alley became quiet again, as if no one had ever appeared.
Mo Cong sat cross-legged in the middle of the upper room, meditating with his eyes closed. As he got older, he liked to be quiet, and when he had nothing to do, he could sit like this all day long. When the boy came in, Mo Cong slowly opened his eyes.
He glanced at the little boy and closed his eyes again.
"Gentleman, Ying Guangji has returned to Chang'an and brought back a letter from Su Ren. The content is unclear. The general idea is that he asked Cui Chengru to prepare something for Ying Guangji. Cui Chengru said it would take ten days, and it must not be too long.
few."
Mo Cong still didn't speak and sat quietly in his seat.
"This time, I heard that Ying Guangji said he had escaped. He said he was afraid of Su Ren and planned to stay on the plateau and never come down again!"
Mo Cong opened his eyes and glanced at the young man: "After all, they are the Pre-Qin royal family, how discerning! What else did they say?"
"Ying Guangji told Cui Chengru that they will set off in five days, and Cui Chengru can send the rest of the things to Lanzhou!"
"Lanzhou!" Mo Cong repeated these two words and closed his eyes again. The old man who opened the door came over immediately and gave the young man a wink. The young man quickly stood up, bowed and exited the door.
When the old man sent the young man out and returned to the room, Mo Cong was no longer in the original place. The old man immediately returned to the backyard, where there was a small lotus pond. It was now the time for the leaves to grow. A few scattered leaves
A palm-sized lotus leaf crawls alone on the water, with no lotus flowers and no lotus roots growing from its roots. The lotus is at its most vulnerable at this time, and will die in the pond if there is even the slightest problem.
The old man bent over and stood behind Mo Cong. He looked at Mo Cong reaching out and uprooting a lotus leaf near the shore. His head bowed even lower: "Old slave, prepare the manpower now. Please tell me the location."
"Let's just stay in Lanzhou! It's neither the Han Dynasty nor the Huns' place. If something happens, they will just think it's the work of horse thieves." Mo Cong looked at the lotus leaf in his hand: "After finishing the matter, Lanzhou City
There will be no one inside. If the news spreads, we will not be able to explain it. The man named Ying is afraid of Su Ren, so we should be more vigilant. Things outside the wall need to be dealt with immediately, and anything that may be exposed should be withdrawn immediately.
Those who will not be exposed must be hidden, and those who die should die! They should have known about this day the day they entered the Mo family."
"How to deal with the people who Ying Guangji, please tell me again!"
Mo Cong rubbed the lotus leaf back and forth with two fingers. After the tender stem of the lotus leaf was turned three times, it could no longer support the weight of the lotus leaf. As soon as Mo Cong let go, the lotus leaf drooped his head: "Let go.
Let him go. The winner is a very smart kid. If we succeed, he will never just hide on the plateau and watch the fun. He may even be our helper by then."
"No!" the old man agreed, turned around and walked out of the door. He had already reached the door when Mo Cong called him back: "Do you have any other instructions?"
"Where is Xiaoyu now?"
The old man said quickly: "After the young master entered the desert, he stayed in Langjuxu for a while. After killing Zhongxing Shuo, he disappeared with that Laifu. He neither returned to Mayi nor Chang'an."
"This kid is still so careful! Since he has been discovered by others, why stay here?" Mo Cong thought for a moment: "Tell everyone that if Xiao Yu is with them, just tell me what I said and let him return to Chang'an as soon as possible."
"Old slave, I've remembered it!"
"One more thing. There is a letter on my case. If you send someone to deliver it, you must hand it over to the recipient. There must be no delay!" Mo Cong threw away the lotus leaf in his hand and put his hand under his nose to smell it.
After sniffing, the unique muddy smell of lotus leaves made Mo Cong frown: "By the way, let me tell them that they must come to Chang'an as soon as possible. From my perspective, Mr. Su should also be back."
The old man bowed again to accept the order. Mo Cong waved his hand and walked along the lotus pond. Then the old man bowed and went out.
There is a pond of lotus, which was planted by Mo Cong when the weather got warm. The most suitable place for lotus to grow is in the south. In the north, it lasts for a whole season, and the flowers that bloom are also very small, even with the lotus pods.
Mo Cong forgot where he saw lotus flowers for the first time, but he fell in love with this flower after seeing it once.
Although the lotus flowers are not beautiful in bloom, they are better in their simplicity. Mo Cong also likes the simplicity of lotus flowers. After seeing them, he feels a lot calmer. Especially after giving orders to kill people, what he needs most is to look at something plain.
Unfortunately, the weather in Chang'an is still a bit cold. After planting for more than a month, only a few leaves grew, which made Mo Cong feel even more unhappy.
I reached out and dug out a handful of mud from the bottom of the pond, and bursts of stench penetrated my nose. I felt like I had caught something in my hand, and after washing it in the water, I discovered that it turned out to be a bone. No wonder this pond can make lotus flowers grow a few leaves.
The secret lies in this man's bones. Mo Cong shook his head, smiled bitterly, and threw the bones into the lotus pond. The tightness in his chest suddenly disappeared.
"Come out! You lie down in my yard every day. You even want to see my hut. You don't know what your majesty wants to see?"
Mo Cong made it clear in one sentence, but the surroundings were extremely quiet. No one answered him, and no one came out. Mo Cong shook his head and sighed: "You are not a good person if you hide your head and show your tail. If you don't come out, I won't be polite!" After that, he stretched out his hand.
Grab a reed in the pond and lift it up hard. The hairs on the top of the reed fall off one after another and scatter in the pond, causing a wave of waves. (To be continued)