Chapter 18: Danger (4)

Chen Huai smiled and shook her head, ran to the top of the bridge lightly again, stood in front of Zhou Jingyuan, and whispered: "Ms. Zhou, this is the back garden of Di Mansion. Outsiders linger here must be accompanied. It is inappropriate for the lady to walk around alone. It would be fine if Chen Huai didn't see it. Now he can't ignore it, otherwise it would be the dereliction of duty of me, the prime minister and the chief guard." After saying this, Zhou Jingyuan's face turned pale and speechless. Chen Huai reached out to her and signaled: "Miss Zhou, let's go."

"Where do you want me to go?" "Go to the adults, aren't you here to find the adults?" "I..." Zhou Jingyuan completely admitted defeat and had to confess obediently: "General Chen, today is my father visiting Lord Di, I will come to visit Lord Di together. I have seen Lord Di just now. Dad talks to Lord Di in the study, I... I'll go to the garden to walk in the garden when I'm bored." As she said that, she raised her long dark eyelashes and asked with a slightly red face: "General Chen, if you weren't in a hurry to see Lord Di, would you accompany me to stroll around this garden, okay?"

Chen Huai heard the expectation in Zhou Jingyuan's tone. His bright face was half tilted, and he couldn't say anything shy and moved. He also moved slightly in his heart. He couldn't bear to refuse anymore, so he smiled and said, "There's nothing urgent, but... I am a martial artist and I don't have much leisure and leisure. If I ask me to walk with the lady, I'm afraid it will ruin the lady's elegance." Zhou Jingyuan was anxious: "What do you want? Do you find an old lady to accompany me?" Chen Huai shook his head and smiled: "I really admire you, okay, if you don't care, I'll accompany you."

Zhou Jingyuan suddenly smiled like a flower, and the spring scenery in the garden seemed to fly onto her face in an instant. Chen Huai calmed down and raised her hand to signal. The two walked down the stone bridge side by side. Chen Huai asked casually: "Mr. Zhou is so good recently?" Zhou Jingyuan's eyes flashed: "Well, it's pretty good. Because of the case at the end of last year, my father's spirit has been not very good, but since the beginning of spring, I see that he has been in a much better mood." Chen Huai nodded: "That's good. Um, is there anything special about Lord Zhou coming here today?" Zhou Jingyuan said casually: " I don't know much, I just want to visit Lord Di. When I came out of the study just now, I seemed to hear them talking about this subject test..." "Well, I came to the mansion to look for adults recently, and the top ten people talked about this exam. Now I am also focused on this, so I don't care much about the matters around me." Zhou Jingyuan listened, her eyes turned and suddenly asked, "By the way, General Chen, I remember that a monk in Tianjue Temple fell to death during the Chinese New Year last year. It seems that Lord Di also cared about that. Do you hear any statement?"

Chen Huai was stunned and thought for a while and said, "No, I haven't heard from the adults mention this case for a long time. Why, Miss Zhou..." "Oh, just ask." Zhou Jingyuan twisted her neck and walked straight to the flowers in front. Chen Huai followed closely and stood beside her, and heard her whispering softly: "Rose, lilac, Lianqiao, Bipedou, Zijing... Huh, why are there no peonies?" Chen Huai was pondering himself, feeling that Zhou Jingyuan gently pulled down her sleeves and whispered: "I'm asking you, why are there no peonies in the flower garden of Di Mansion?" Chen Huai bitterly said: "Miss Zhou, you are really asking the right person. Chen knows nothing about flowers and plants." Zhou Jingyuan laughed out loud and gritted her teeth and said, "At last, there are times when you can't handle it."

Chen Huai also smiled and shook her head, saying, "I have said just now. In the next martial arts, I really don't understand these things. However, the lord is still very affectionate. Why is there no peony in the mansion? Miss Zhou can go to ask him for advice." Zhou Jingyuan blinked: "Ah, I understand, Lord Di likes orchids. I saw that there are cold orchids in his study!" Chen Huai smiled and said without saying a word. After a while, Zhou Jingyuan asked again: "Sister Chen Jun must be very good at serving flowers and plants. I think she is very capable." Chen Huai frowned slightly and said, "A Jun lives in remote villages all year round, how can he understand these." Zhou Jingyuan then said, "But now that she is here in Luoyang, she should learn how to learn the style of Shendu people." Chen Huai's brows were tighter and he replied unhappily: "No need, I can't learn to be like him."

"No, I think Sister Ajun is very smart. If General Chen is willing, I can visit Sister Ajun often and teach her the etiquette of the lady of God and wash away the rustic spirit on her body!" Chen Huai's face changed drastically. After enduring, he said, "Thank you for your kindness, Miss Zhou, it's not trouble. Miss Zhou, you have enough shopping in the garden. Chen Huai has official duties. Let's go to the adult's study now." As he said that, without waiting for Zhou Jingyuan's answer, he led the lead and walked towards the study.

Zhou Jingyuan bit her lip and followed Chen Huai. The two of them stopped talking and came to Di Renjie's study in silence. When they entered the door, they had seen the favors of the two adults. Zhou Liangkun's eyes went back and forth between his daughter and Shen Huai several times, and nodded to Di Renjie again, with a profound expression.

When Di Renjie saw Chen Huai, he ordered: "Chen Huai, you are here just in time. Lord Zhou told me that he wanted to borrow the list of candidates for this subject examination. I want to choose the list of candidates for the Ministry of Revenue. You can go and send the list to Lord Zhou's mansion." "Yes." Zhou Liangkun stood up with a smile: "Please trouble General Chen. Lord Di, so I will say goodbye first." "Okay, Chen Huai, you will send Lord Zhou to this cabinet, Miss Zhou."

Chen Huai accompanied Zhou Liangkun and Zhou Jingyuan slowly walked towards the door of the mansion. He looked at Zhou Liangkun coldly. Although he was still energetic, his old eyes were clearly filled with fear. Now Shen Huai knew this fear clearly, so he coughed gently and asked, "Mr. Zhou, there is something unknown to me..." Zhou Liangkun stopped: "General Chen?" "What do you want to look at the list of candidates?" Zhou Liangkun replied: "Ah, it's not a big deal. I have a friend's son coming to take the exam. I was entrusted to see if he had submitted his name, that's it." "So that."

In the afternoon of that day, Chen Huai did personally send the list of candidates selected by the Ministry of Revenue to Zhou Mansion. Of course, this is a transcribed list, without Yang Lin's name on it.

The next day, He Shuzhen was recruited to the Zhou Mansion again. It is said that Lord Zhou was very grateful to her when she saw her embroidery worker, so she specially invited her to her house to embroider a few more hanging portraits. It was still in the small ear room on the east side of the back garden, and Zhou Liangkun met her again.

Zhou Liangkun first told He Shuzhen about bad news. Yang Lin was not on the list of candidates for the course exam. He Shuzhen was extremely disappointed when she heard this, and her face suddenly became dark and a little unbelievable. She kept murmuring: "No, no... Lin'er, why didn't he sign up?" After thinking about it, she asked unwillingly: "Zhou, Lord Zhou, will you not have a complete list?"

Zhou Liangkun sighed and said, "Shuzhen, the registration for this subject examination has been deadlined. I have obtained the license from the examiner Di Ge Lao. The final list transferred to the Ministry of Revenue Selection Hospital will never be missed." He Shuzhen still didn't want to believe it: "But why didn't Lin'er come to register? He must have come to take the exam, how could this happen? Ah!" She suddenly widened her eyes in fear: "He, what happened to him, right?" Zhou Liangkun hurriedly comforted: "Shuzhen! According to your words, Yang Lin is also in his thirties and is not a child, so he should be able to take good care of himself. Scholars pay attention to reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles. He goes out to travel and seek a future. This is what a man should do. I didn't register this time. I think he has his own reason. Shuzhen, don't worry too much."

He Shuzhen lowered her head and said nothing, but her heart was filled with storms. Of course, Zhou Liangkun could not be said lightly, but if he knew Yang Lin's true identity, could he be as calm as he is now... Seeing He Shuzhen's face was sad, Zhou Liangkun continued to comfort him: "Shuzhen, let's do this, I'll ask Jingzhao Mansion to help them find someone named Yang Lin in various offices in Luoyang. What do you think?" He Shuzhen forced a smile: "It's really troublesome Lord Zhou."

Zhou Liangkun shook his head and lowered his voice, "Shuzhen, have you thought about what I told you last time? This matter is related to my wealth and life. Shuzhen, you must help me!" He Shuzhen was stunned and replied in a daze: "I, of course I am willing to help you, but after all, it was more than 30 years ago. I went back and thought carefully about the weaving method of the blanket, but I can't remember it very clearly..." Zhou Liangkun anxiously grabbed He Shuzhen's hand: "Shuzhen, you must recall the weaving method of the blanket. I know you. Except for you, no one else in the world can do this. Besides, even if there is, I can't believe it."

He Shuzhen felt speechless. Too many secrets were buried in her heart. At this moment, it was hard to tell one thing. She could deeply understand Zhou Liangkun's despair and struggle. How dare she tell him the truth at this time?! Zhou Liangkun saw that she was silent, so he just pretended that she agreed, so he chased him and said reluctantly: "Shuzhen, tomorrow night I will send someone to send the carpet from Honglu Temple to your residence. Be careful and never let others see it. I remember that you cracked the mystery of the carpet more than thirty years ago. Now, I think it will be much easier than more than thirty years ago!"

"Okay." He Shuzhen agreed, her voice weak and helpless.

In spring, the Yehe River is sparkling, surrounded by green forests and lush mountains and flowers. Yehe Post, the most remote post station of the Great Zhou Ministry of War, hides on the banks of the Yehe River in the deep mountains. The south side of the Yehe River is densely forested, and the north side is close to Shatuoche. To the west is a more vast and chaotic area in the Western Regions. The bribery management of the Great Zhou Dynasty is already very weak here. The Western Turkic divisions, Zhaowu and Tuqishi, all kinds of forces have taken turns to compete for each piece of plump water plants and main roads. The residents are even more ethnically mixed, and battles of all sizes occur from time to time. Therefore, it is not surprising that Emperor Wu established a post station here.

Yehe Post was a post station personally instructed by Emperor Wu during the Chuigong period of the Great Zhou Dynasty to represent the farthest rule of the northwest territory, so it is a true product of the Wu Dynasty. Unfortunately, the great queen was a little amateur in front of the border management. She did not know that such a post station was set up in the deep mountains, with no villages in front of the villages and shops behind it. The location was too remote. The envoys passed through various places along the way. From Yehe Post, they could directly enter Qinghai Town and Wuzai Post station under the jurisdiction of Tingzhou. There was no need to take a detour to the Yehe Post station in the deep mountains and old forests. Therefore, this post station was established for more than ten years and was basically in a state of no interest.

Although Yeheyi is quiet and remote, the scenery is still good. Early in the morning, the young Yidian Ma Biao, the post station, started to be busy and feed the four Yima horses in the post station. These horses were really not very good, but they had to be taken care of. After all, they were also the Yima horses of the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Ma Biao had long been used to the hard and peaceful life of Yeheyi, but he never expected that such a life would come to an end today.

Ma Biao was still busy humming a small song, and he heard a rapid sound of horse hooves, with the tension and danger coming to his face, breaking the peace of Yehe Post for many years. Ma Biao threw down the forage and ran into the post station. In fact, it was just a small bungalow with earthen buildings. The house had no windows and the light was poor. He could only blur the sight of the post station Guo Post Office talking to a stranger.

I heard the head of Guo Yishu say in a embarrassed tone: "This... do you really want to send a 'Flying Post' to 300 miles?" "Yes, what? You have seen the secrets of my official position and Prime Minister of the Great Zhou. What else is there?" The stranger's voice was low and hoarse, but very powerful. Ma Biao couldn't help but tense the muscles in his body.

Commander Guo hurriedly explained: "Ah, no, of course it's okay. But I have never sent an expedition military newspaper at this post station. Both the postman and the horses are not good..." Ma Biao thought to himself that he had never sent an expedition military newspaper. He had never sent an expedition military newspaper! He felt his blood boiling, and stepped forward impulsively and said loudly: "Master Guo, let me go. Our Yehe Post Office will open sooner or later, right?"

The stranger suddenly turned around and looked at Ma Biao when he heard the sound. His sharp eyes made Ma Biao fight in a cold war. The postmaster Guo sighed beside him: "Well, Ma Biao, then you can just go and ride the best black man at the post station, and keep going. Just report the army to Qinghai Town, the next post." "No!"
Chapter completed!