Xiao Ci and Song Qinghuan left Ruizhou for Kyoto. They had been away for more than a month. Except when they arrived in Beijing, they took a letter of resignation and went to Ruizhou to report that they were safe, but there was no news.
As soon as Xiao Ci left the capital, Prince Rui's Mansion was surrounded. Song Qinghuan did not send a letter to Xiao Jingchuan. Firstly, it was difficult to deliver it, and secondly, he did not want his brother and sister to worry.
Unexpectedly, this child Xiao Jingchuan is still in my mind all the time.
Song Qinghuan opened the two letters and took a look at them. The contents inside were almost the same. First, he asked for safety, then reported safety, but did not mention anything else.
Looking at the two letters in his hand, Song Qinghuan also felt relieved. Although there were many ways to survive for the two children in Ruizhou, he was afraid that they would not be able to cope with it. Now it seems that Xiao Ci is not in Ruizhou, and Xiao Jingchuan is not here either.
I can stand alone.
Not to mention anything else, just these two letters. Although they were sent by his own family, he was afraid that something might happen on the way, so he only sent a simple greeting to prevent the letters from falling into the hands of others.
Therefore, it doesn't matter whether it falls into the hands of others or not.
"Sure enough, a dragon begets a dragon, a phoenix begets a phoenix, and a son born from a mouse can dig holes. You have learned all about your father's thoughts." Song Qinghuan muttered while twisting two pieces of letter paper, and then called Texue in to lay out the paper.
Grind and write a reply to the brothers and sisters in Ruizhou.
It's been a long time since this letter was sent, but the other party hasn't gotten any news at all. If it's delayed any longer, I'm afraid they will be very anxious.
Song Qinghuan only knew a few words, had not read many books, and could only write a single word in a mediocre way. When he wrote a letter, he could only say a few straightforward words: "Your father has gone off to war, and I am safe in Kyoto.
Take care of yourselves and don't think about it."
It also has no nutritional value like the letter sent by Xiao Jingchuan.
The letter was written, put in a mailbox, sealed with fire paint, and handed to Taxue: "Ask Chun Niang to send the letter to the prince who is guarding Ruizhou, and then let her contact the prince's people, so as not to
In the future, I will send letters to Beijing but I will not be able to get into the house."
Ta Xue left in response, and the matter was done not long after. Chun Niang pulled the mailbox sealed with fire paint, frowned, but with mixed feelings in her heart, and said respectfully: "Don't worry, Miss Ta Xue, Chun Niang will definitely take care of it."
Get things done."
Texue said: "Then I'll trouble Sister Chunniang."
Everything that needed to be explained was done, and Ta Xue didn't stay too long. He turned around and left. However, before he could get far, he was called by Chun Niang again.
Texue said: "Sister, is there anything else?"
Chun Niang hesitated for a moment, then took a few steps forward and said cautiously: "I used to treat the princess like that, why does the princess still believe in me now?"
When she knew that she was appointed by Song Qinghuan to return to the palace, she always thought that Song Qinghuan wanted to take this opportunity to clean herself up and retaliate for the past grudges.
But after so many days, Song Qinghuan only gave her instructions indifferently, and there was nothing else. Moreover, this letter sealed with fire paint was an extremely important thing. Unless it was the closest person around him, it would usually not be the same.
I will give the order.
Therefore, Chun Niang couldn't help but ask.
Texue knew that there was nothing valuable in the letter, so he sealed it with fire paint, which was also intended to be a test by Song Qinghuan. However, he could not follow the original words and just said nonsense seriously: "We, the princess, have always been suspicious of people, do not use them, and do not use people with suspicion."
, since I have called my sister back, I naturally have my sister’s use. I just hope that Sister Chunniang will not let down the princess’s hard work.”
Chun Niang also came from a poor family when she was a child. She was sold several times before being bought by Xiao Ci's people. There are more than ten or twenty girls in a yard, and they learn a lot of things together every day. Only those who learn well and can use them can stay.
Those who don't work hard or have no talent can only accept being resold again, or die.
Chun Niang has been able to endure hardships since she was a child. In order to survive, she did not hesitate to step on the sisters who grew up together, and was finally used by Xiao Ci.
She has seen many situations where you or I will die, and has personally dealt with many colleagues who have made mistakes. She knows that people like them can only be loyal if they are loyal. Once they have different intentions, there will be no good friends.
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When she was demoted from Beijing, she knew that the best outcome in her life might be to spend her whole life watching Zhuangzi in Tongzhou, and the worst outcome might be to die without a burial place.
After all, in this world where the jungle prevails, the matron of any family is not easy to mess with.
But who would have thought that the person who pulled her out of that death trap was actually the person she had always despised.
Not only did he pull her out, but he also reused her, which is ridiculous just thinking about it.
Taxue didn't know what Chun Niang was thinking, so when she saw that she didn't speak for a while, he nodded and turned around to do other things.
When he returned to Song Qinghuan, he closed the door and asked curiously: "Princess, if we find out that Chun Niang really has different intentions, what should we do? If we deal with her, will the prince be unhappy?"
Song Qinghuan also asked curiously: "Is it time for us to test Chun Niang?"
Texue was stunned for a moment: "Isn't the paint on the envelope just to test Chun Niang?"
"Oh." Song Qinghuan said boredly: "I haven't used that fire paint much. I thought it was fun, so I put it on."
Walking in the snow...
Song Qinghuan really didn't mean to test Chun Niang. After all, she didn't have any important news to send out. Besides, Chun Niang had made a mistake before. Aunt Wu was staring at her as if she was staring at her soul, so there was no need for her to worry.
Besides, even if Chun Niang really has different intentions, she still has to deal with it by herself. Aunt Wu can take care of it herself.
Song Qinghuan had no such burden at all. He handed over the letter and had a good night's sleep.
When she woke up, she felt very bored again. Now that the soldiers from Prince Rui's Mansion had withdrawn, Song Qingyan had returned to the Song family to live, and her children were all in Ruizhou Mansion. She really didn't know how to spend her time alone.
Remembering that there had been no news from Xiao Ci for several days, he asked Texue to spread paper and polish ink. He started writing but didn't know what to write. When he looked up from the window and saw the branches that were bare by the autumn wind, he drew a few strokes.
After the ink was dry, he folded it and stuffed it into a mailbox, sealed it with wax, and asked Taxue to hand it to Chun Niang.
There was a sealed letter last night, and another one this morning. Chun Niang thought something important had happened, and rushed 800 miles to send it to the front line.
Xiao Ci had been away for so long, but he didn't receive a letter from Song Qinghuan. When it suddenly arrived, it was eight hundred miles with added fire paint, which scared him so much that his heart was beating wildly, and he thought something big was going to happen.
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I hurriedly opened the letter and took a look, but it was a masterpiece that ordinary people could not see.
When this letter was sent, Xiao Ci was discussing with his staff how to attack the border city of Ye State. At this moment, someone craned his neck to take a look and asked: "My lord, what is this letter sent by the princess?"
