Chapter 190: Drunkenness, sidekicks, and carriage conspiracies.

The silver helmeted and iron armored young man's bitter face is vivid and interesting, but Yan Yuanheng's heart always feels a little bad after seeing it for a long time.

He looked straight ahead for a moment, his heart simmered and itched, and when he was about to turn his head to look again, there was a white horse at his side.

Yan Yuanheng immediately looked forward.

Shi Tingyun rubbed his ears, walked alongside him, and whispered, "I've come to you to get out of the wind."

Seeing this, A Shu thought that his own Gong Zi and the 13th Prince had important matters to talk about, Fang Cai stopped chattering and checked the status of Gong Zi's division in the rear carriage.

Yan Yuanheng was a bit pleased and inclined his head, "Well, no harm done."

Chi Xiaochi observes the flower-like ornament on his forehead.

The man in the forehead paste flower tin decoration, is this dynasty Wangcheng nobles popular among the elegant things, he has always been a little curious, thirteenth prince usually all kinds of dress are simple and low-key very, how will chase this kind of fancy trend.

It was only now that Chi Xiaochi was close enough to see that there was a flesh-colored wound within the vertical pattern of the tracery that could not be seen unless one looked closely.

The vermillion color of the long, thin tattoos kissed each other at the head and tail, and was designed to look like a pair of fishes, covering the scars appropriately.

Chi Xiaochi looked up Shi Tingyun's memories and realized that when Shi Tingyun was fifteen years old, his father went back to Wangcheng to report on his duties, and he brought with him the Peach Wine from the southern border, which had a mellow taste and was as good as a fruit brew.

Shi Tingyun just thought that he had gotten something new, and invited Yan Yuanzhao and Yan Yuanheng to share a drink.

After three cups, Yan Yuanheng stood up in silence and walked out of the door. Shi Tingyun and Yan Yuanzhao could not shout behind him and thought that he had to leave in a hurry, so they did not think much about it.

After a long time, Yan Yuanheng returned, holding an out-of-print book, and without saying a word, shoved it into Shi Tingyun's arms.

Yan Yuanzhao wanted to bring it over to see what it was, but Yan Yuanheng pushed it away.

He said, "You said last time, you want, but, there is no silver money on your body, so I bought it from the boss, just, can't find a reason to give it to you, so, it has been existed in the bookstore. Today I give it to you, no one is allowed to see it."

Shi Tingyun and Yan Yuanzhao were dumbfounded.

Yan Yuanheng seriously emphasized, "I gave it to you, you alone, not allowed to show it to others, I secretly put a flower I really like in it ......"

With that, he turned the pages of the book, his brow furrowing slightly, "Where are my flowers."

Shi Tingyun had already guessed what had happened, "Yuanheng, you're drunk."

Yan Yuanheng pulled Shi Tingyun over to him, turned over his palm, and went back to touch his belt, "I'm not drunk. You hid my flowers."

The wind has picked up outside, ruffling the gardenia outside the window, sending a light fragrance that reminds Yan Yuanheng.

He staggered out the door, "I'll go pick you another one."

Shi Tingyun couldn't stop him, and Yan Yuanzhao couldn't wait to see the fun, so Yan Yuanheng went up the tree in a daze, slipped and fell down, and his forehead was cut by a sharp branch.

The wound is not shallow, and in the face, the eunuch examined, sighed and said that it must be scarred.

During the Imperial Doctor's consultation, Yan Yuanheng was still staring straight at Shi Tingyun, muttering the Southern Border language under his breath, and even Shi Tingyun didn't know when he had quietly learned this.

It was a chaotic time, and Shi Tingyun doesn't remember exactly what Yan Yuanheng said.

Shi Tingyun had a good meal for a flower he didn't know existed.

......

Time to go back to the present.

Yan Yuanheng was made uncomfortable by his scrutiny, "What are you looking at?"

"Within an hour, the Thirteenth Prince looked back at me twenty-seven times." Chi Xiaochi straightened up and said, "How can I return this favor if I don't look at the Thirteenth Prince a few times?"

Yan Yuanheng did not make a sound and stroked his fingers over the reins a few times, looking extremely calm.

...... Wait a minute while I think of an excuse.

Chi Xiaochi waited for a little more than half a moment, and before Yan Yuanheng was ready to open his mouth, he let out a slightly regretful sigh, "The Thirteenth Prince doesn't wish to speak more with the Last General, then the Last General will leave."

Yan Yuanheng was startled and watched Shi Tingyun ride his horse away without looking back, clutching the reins tightly, with a faint look of remorse on his face.

Chi Xiaochi rode up to the carriage and leaned over to lift the curtain: "How is your health, sir, do you get dizzy?"

Inside, Lou Ying, dressed in loose and comfortable clothes, was leaning on a soft pillow and reading a book, looking up at the sound of the voice and smiling lightly, looking in good spirits.

This life is different from the previous one, the situation in the southern border is stable, and the hemlock poison matter is even after half a year, so the speed of the procession is not too slow and not too fast, and A Shu has enough time to arrange, and even provides a Buddha's hand in the carriage.

Unlike the sweet aroma of regular spices, the fresh scent of Buddha's hand is great for easing the discomfort of bumps.

Chi Xiaochi put down his heart, rolled over and dismounted, handed over the reins to A Shu on one side to lead, caught up with the slow-moving carriage at a fast pace, boosted, mounted the carriage in one step, and got into the sedan chair.

Lou Ying, still unaware of how the world line was going, had left the general's residence early in the morning and traveled some twenty miles from the west city gate before Chi Xiaochi found a chance to come and share his feelings.

He recapitulates the general situation of the world line to Lou Ying.

Lou Ying nods, "Do you have an idea yet?"

Chi Xiaochi asked rhetorically, "Sir, why do you think, if Chu Ziling just took out a jade pendant, there would be courtiers in the Southern Border's court who would support Chu Ziling to be the emperor?"

"Because he captured Shi Tingyun alive and hemlocked Shi Jinghong, and when he said he was the Emperor's son, people immediately believed him and came out in strong support?"

Lou Ying understood what he meant, "...... Chu Ziling He contacted these people beforehand?"

"Those Southern Border officials are not bad at playing their little games." Chi Xiaochi said. Chi Xiaochi said, "First, conceal Chu Ziling's identity and keep it secret. If he is really the son of the Emperor, and returns with great success, these ministers will push the boat out and say something in support of him, then they are the ministers who support the Emperor, and they can gain a lot of benefits; if he fails to accomplish his mission, and dies in the middle of the journey, these ministers won't lose anything, and they will just think of it as the death of a spy, which is not a big pity either. Chu Ziling's business is right in the heart of their hearts."

With that, he nodded his temple, "Shi Tingyun still remembers, what about the names of those few stockholders who often come to Chu Ziling's tent."

In Shi Tingyun's memory, there were three people who were well received by Chu Ziling after his rise to power.

General Pa Sha, who had been fighting against the northern government army at Zhennan Pass for many years, was a deputy general in the account of the main general Tie Muer.

General Wu Yichun, a cavalry general stationed on the northwest side of the Zhennan Pass, was not tasked with any combat duties and was mainly responsible for the transportation of military rations.

A civil servant surnamed Ai Sha, according to their official position in the dynasty, should be from the second grade, and Pa Sha is a brother-in-law, there is no merit, to more than forty years old is still mediocre.

Of course, these are the positions they held before they were promoted.

Since Chu Ziling's rise to power, they have soared to great heights. With their previous skills, they basically have little hope unless their ancestors' graves are filled with smoke.

After reading Chi Xiaochi's notes, Lou Ying realized, "He chose the right people, all of whom have some power and connections, but still want to move up the ladder."

In a general sense, Chu Ziling's background is not very honorable, so he had to pave the way for himself in advance in order to have a smoother journey.

However, he met Chi Xiaochi, a drill with a sudden burst.

Lou Ying added, "Not many people know Chu Ziling's true identity."

"It's not much. Who wants to flop open cards without holding a good hand of poker." Chi Xiaochi said, "But it's nice."

Lou Ying : "So you're going to keep pressing Chu Ziling so that he doesn't have a chance ......"

But Chi Xiaochi said, "No way. I'm going to have to hold him up."

He looked at the sky and muttered to himself, "Speaking of which, my letter arrived the day before yesterday, and the one sent by Chu Ziling should have arrived by the time I counted."

He mused.

If we calculate with the usual speed of the Southern Border's troop arrangement, the earliest day after tomorrow, the slowest seven days later, Dingyuan City will be attacked by a small group of Southern Border's army.

This was Chu Ziling's usual behavior, he would never trust anyone, even if he got the news from Shi Tingyun, he would first send his soldiers to test the situation in Dingyuan city.

Like Shi Tingyun, he knew Wen Feiru, who guarded the city of Dingyuan, and who was half Nanjiang and lived at the border, but had his parents killed by the invading Nanjiang.

This person is too brave, violent temperament, every battle will personally kill the enemy, if he is really injured, the face of such a scarcity of troops, there is a great likelihood that will be sent to fight a certain junior general.

It's a sign of contempt on the surface, but in reality, it's pride to cover up emptiness.

If Chi Xiaochi is not wrong, Chu Ziling will send a letter to tell the person who contacted him, if Wen Feiru himself came out to meet the war, that is, he is not seriously injured, do not fight hard, waste of military strength; if Wen Feiru seat head will come to fight, then we must consider the war, Wen Feiru is probably not in the city, with the Dingyuan city in the Zhang Governor's wisdom is good! If Wen Feiru's head will come to fight, then we have to consider before fighting, Wen Feiru is probably not in the city, the same in Dingyuan City, Governor Zhang's wisdom is good, some difficult to deal with; but if he sends a small will come to fight, then we do not miss a good opportunity to show that the person who is in charge of the city is still Wen Feiru, then we will transfer the troops to the war, not to seize the city, but to be sure to capture Wen Feiru killed, to cut off Shi Jinghong an arm.

Chu Ziling's arrangement also has another layer of cleverness.

--He can pick himself clean.

Wen Feiru's character is known to many people, and it is not difficult to make the above inference based on his response to the enemy.

As to how the message of General Wen Feiru's injury became known to the people of the southern border, it could be put on the head of any spy, and no suspicion could be placed on Chu Ziling, who was thousands of miles away.

But Chu Ziling could never have imagined that there was another Chi Xiaochi plotting thousands of miles away.

Shi Jinghong is such a person, his own son a letter sent, do not need to say in detail, he will be able to guess nine out of ten, will have a proper response.

Ever since he was a child, Shi Jinghong taught Shi Tingyun that in war, one must know how to win as well as how to lose.

This victory was a sort of meet-and-greet gift he gave to the Southern Border for nothing.

Seeing that Chi Xiaochi was lost in thought, Lou Ying simply stopped speculating and looked at him with the book in her hand, her heart and eyes soft as hell.

Chi Xiaochi concocted a rough idea of his next plan, looked at the time, and decided that he had spent a bit too much time with his own husband, and that it was time to go out and let off some steam, so he greeted him with, "I'm off, sir, ah."

Chi Xiaochi was about to get out of the carriage when Lou Ying suddenly asked from behind him, "Did you really count?"

Chi Xiaochi : "...... What?"

Lou Ying stares at him, "Twenty-seven strokes."

Chi Xiaochi, realizing what he was referring to, spread his hands, "Nonsense. He can't count himself."

He asked again, "You can hear it?"

Lou Ying said, "Some of the system's functions are restored, but you can only hear your side of the story, you can't speak, and you can't see the world line."

Chi Xiaochi hmmm'd and hopped off the wagon with something odd in mind:

What's Lou asking about this kind of thing?

He consciously and voluntarily dismissed the most plausible one as a possibility, and clapped his horse and marched further back in the group.

After sending Chi Xiaochi away, Lou Ying continues to read in the fragrance of the Buddha's hand.

...... In fact, he was flipping through the world line for clues.

Worldline's read function was restored half an hour ago.

Lou Ying just wanted to hear Chi Xiaochi stay by his side and tell him a story in all seriousness.

He was thinking about Chi Xiaochi's next possible target.

Half pondering, he looked down at the art of war he held in his hand and said to himself, "...... Dove."

I don't know if it was a coincidence or not, but after a few seconds, Chi Xiaochi's questioning voice came to his ear, "Did you bring the pigeon cage?"

Chu Ziling's reply followed: "All of them are with me, all of them are good pigeons selected from the general's residence, and the worst of them are those that have delivered letters to the southern border dozens of times, so Gong Zi, please don't worry."

Lou Ying smiled faintly and turned over a page of the book in silence.

That night the whole army was stationed at White Mound and buried in pots and pans.

They had set out with the grain team, and naturally the food was not bad; the evening meal consisted of millet and roasted chicken.

When the rice was ready, Yan Yuanheng hesitated several times, and with great determination, he sat down next to Shi Tingyun in what he considered to be the most natural and unobtrusive posture, and waited for the same chicken to be cooked as he did.

Chi Xiaochi has eaten buns in the last days, so he is happy to have a meal in the field.

He flipped over the baking chicken on the grill and asked Yan Yuanheng, "Are you used to eating it."

Yan Yuanheng calmly said, "I have been to war. Once I drank only water from a drinking horse for three days in a row."

He means the first time he went up to the Zhennan Pass to gallop.

Chi Xiaochi tore him a chicken leg with crispy skin.

Yan Yuanheng took it in his hand and did not open his mouth, his eyes moved down slightly and noticed a brocade pouch hanging from his waist, frowned and asked, "Is ...... this object? I haven't seen you wearing it before."

Chi Xiaochi looked down, "Yuanzhao gave it to me before I left."

It is said to be a gift from Yan Yuanzhao, but it was actually sewn by his concubine.

Sixth prince side consort is also a strange woman, the name of the girl Jin Rou, sixteen years old, learned that he was going to be matched with the sixth prince, after receiving the decree to thank you for the grace, cried bitterly for a day and a night.

Outsiders thought they were crying tears of joy, or unwilling to get married, but her younger sisters of the same age from the same noble family were very understanding and went to comfort her.

To put it in Yan Yuanzhao's bastardized words, people who don't know will think that I am dead and she will be widowed once she gets married.

Shi Tingyun at the time kindly corrected him, "She'll laugh if you do die."

Yan Yuanzhao's response was a kick in the pants.

He commiserated, "Is it so reluctant to be married to me."

Shi Tingyun glanced at the warblers surrounding him and said, "Can you get out of the flower house before you say that."

Yan Yuanzhao has a reputation for being a flamboyant woman, and being offered a position as a side consort is not a good place to go.

However, Shi Tingyun know, Yan Yuanzhao he drink drinking horseback riding cu jiu ap prostitutes, but in the matter of men and women, he in addition to the emperor gave the enlightenment of the courtesan, really did not touch the other person.

Yan Yuanzhao's freedom is due to the favor of his birth mother, who is the late Empress. Seeing his father's deep love for the King, Yan Yuanzhao has expectations for his own wife.

He only wanted his favorite person to be his rightful wife and his favorite person to have children for him.

Jin Rou married the night, Yan Yuanzhao will be clear with her, he has no feelings for her, she does not have to have any feelings for their own, she is alone in the Sixth Prince's House love to do what they can do, as long as do not get out of the dirty things, his money enough to support her, good food and drink, a life of pleasure.

Six side Wangfei is also a straight person, like ordinary women that made a few days of muttering, found that Yan Yuanzhao is indeed uninterested in her, will be happy to be at ease, all day embroidery bandages, stoned melon seeds, planting grapes, shopping book market, not happy.

This time Shi Tingyun is going to the southern border, Yan Yuanzhao went back to the house and told Jin Rou, so she rushed a pair of purses out, went to the temple to open the light, Yan Yuanzhao one, Shi Tingyun one.

When Yan Yuanzhao delivered the purse, he gave a rare serious look: "Keep it safe. This object is enlightened by a master, if you are in danger, this object will have a sense. If you are in danger, this object will sense it, and I will come to your rescue no matter how far I have to go."

Chi Xiaochi weighed the purse in her hand as she received it and thought, Is this how you straight guys give it?

At those words, Yan Yuanheng's eyes changed.

When he left in the morning, when he bid farewell to his father, he caught a glimpse of this object at the waist of his sixth royal brother, and judging from its style, it is exactly a pair with the one in front of him.

...... Could it be that the man ...... Tingyun is talking about as the man of his heart is the Sixth Imperial Brother?