Chapter 8 Letters

"What is written on this note. Pen % fun % pavilion www.biquge.info "Su Ji asked.

"I wrote about the experience of the county lord for most of the day."

"Experience? What experience? ”

"There's nothing special about it, it's just maybe a little more exciting than we thought." Tang Jue smiled inexplicably. Su Ji was a little confused, but he didn't intend to ask about it.

Early the next morning, Zhao Ziyun woke up and had breakfast. Not long after, I drank it, and the medicine sent by Tang Jue fell asleep again not long after. In the evening, when he regained some energy, he leaned back on the couch and read a book casually. That's when someone knocked on the door.

"What's the matter?"

"County Lord, someone in the capital has sent a letter."

"There was a reply so soon." Zhao Ruoyun muttered to herself, this was a little faster than she expected.

But soon she was not surprised, this letter was only for her, not for Tang Jue. So strictly speaking, it's her personal letters. So this personal letter that the pavilion sent urgently was, of course, given to her by the powerful people in the capital. So, she probably knew whose letter it was. She took the letter and the words "My sister Ruoyun personally opened" were printed in her eyes.

She did not open the letter in front of her, but returned to the house with it. Just the familiar handwriting on the envelope already overwhelmed her. She had to find a quiet place and read slowly. I don't know if it's because I haven't seen you for too long, or if I've been looking forward to it for too long. Every time she looks at a word, it is like looking at a famous painting, her eyes sweep over each stroke, and the picture of the person who wrote the word unconsciously appears in her mind. His figure, his face seemed to be right in front of him, and it seemed to be far away. So much so that she didn't fully understand the content of the letter after reading one side, and it was worth revisiting, and she quickly skimmed through the side before she was sure that she understood.

The letter was naturally a reply written by the prince Rongqing in the capital. Prince Rongqing grew up with Zhao Ruoyun since he was a child, and in those days when he was in the people, he came to take care of Ruoyun, who was still very young. In the memory of Xiao Ruoyun when he was young, he had no father, and his mother was just a vague figure. Every day with her is Rong Qing's brother, in her heart, although Rong Qing is not a few years older than her, he is a brother, and he is also a father and mother. The first word he started writing was taught by Rong Qing, and until later, her words were somewhat similar to Rong Qing. The content of the letter is also similar to that of Zhao Ruoyun's letter. The front is very flat and straightforward to explain things. It is probably because the imperial court already knows about the disaster here, and the personnel and materials sent will arrive in a few days. Zhao Ruoyun and his entourage are the people sent back to the court by the king of the Hu clan, and the matter is too big to be missed, and they should return to Beijing as soon as possible. At the end of the letter, there is a line of words, which is heavier than the previous words in ink, and the ink under the first word is heavier, which should be added after the writer stopped writing and thought for a long time. Thoughts, return quickly.

Although she had always been convinced, Ruoyun was still very happy when she saw this line of words, because she clearly felt that the people she cared about missed her.

In the early morning of the second day, Zhao Ruoyun came to Tang Jue and asked him to deal with the patients in his hands as soon as possible, the personnel and materials sent by the imperial court were about to arrive, and they were about to return to Beijing.

In the evening, sure enough, the people who came to hand over arrived. Tang Jue decided to make corrections and set off for Beijing the next day.

Before leaving, they helped Mrs. Cao find her husband and gave them some money and food. The Cao family and his wife went with their children with a thousand thanks.