Chapter Thirty-Three: A Beautiful Man in the South

On the second day, Taiwei Wu Zhensheng led part of the cavalry to escort a carriage out of the city, and he hurried all the way, and only arrived at Xiling Mountain on the seventh day. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Yang Ming looked at Helan Meng, who was haggard and vicissitudes in the carriage and was about to fall apart, what else he didn't understand, but Yang Ming wouldn't do or disdain to do this kind of thing with an ignorant woman as a bargaining chip, but Wu Taiwei brought an edict that as long as Xiling agreed to a truce, Helan Meng would be returned to Xiling, if not, Helan Meng would be killed immediately. On the one hand, it is a conscience, on the other hand, it is an edict, and the lives of Dongsheng soldiers are also considered, Yang Ming is in a dilemma, and the emperor's life also thinks that this move is inappropriate, isn't this ridiculed by the world? However, the soldiers thought that they could release the news for the time being, so that they could take care of Helan Meng, so as to delay time, wait for reinforcements, and then they could fight again.

In fact, Yang Zheng, who was far away on the southeast border, had already asked the emperor for an order to support Yang Ming, but the emperor had not given an order, and it was unknown whether there were reinforcements.

After a stalemate for half a month, Emperor Xiling sent an envoy to see Yang Ming, claiming that as long as Helan Meng was returned to Xiling, the war could be truceed for two months. Emperor Xiling conveyed this kind of news, which indirectly proved the importance of Helan Meng, how could the emperor not use it after learning about it? Soon, a messenger went directly from Shengjing all the way to Xiling, conveying the wishes of Emperor Dongsheng --- exchanging Helan dreams for things and eternal peace. Not to mention whether this Helan dream has such great value, but the emperor's appetite is too great.

However, when this kind of news reached the Dongsheng military camp, the faces of the generals were not good-looking, and the soldiers fought desperately for more than half a year, but in the end they had to exchange a woman for peace, and what face would they have to face the world in the future? Moreover, if Xiling was undefeated this time, he would definitely have endless troubles, so he discussed it for three days in the tent.

Three days later, Yang Ming sent someone to return Helan Meng to Xiling unconditionally, but the Dongsheng army was greatly boosted, winning more with less, and losing Xiling two battles in a row.

After Yang Xin learned of Yang Ming's decision, he was both happy and worried, happy that he really didn't misunderstand Yang Ming, worried that he was only afraid that the Dongsheng Army was the end of the strong crossbow and would not last long, so Yang Xin entered the palace again.

In the Qingxin Palace, the emperor was furious and threw the tea set to the ground. Yang Xin walked to the side of the father-in-law who was struggling in the corner and said, "Father-in-law, why is the emperor still angry?" ā€

"Hey, it's been three days, King Nanming has violated the emperor's will, how can the emperor not be angry?"

Yang Xin comforted the obviously frightened father-in-law, walked to the emperor and knelt down before saying, "Your Majesty, just let me go to Nanxuan, if it doesn't work, it won't have much impact on the overall situation, right?" ā€

The emperor turned his face to look at Yang Xin at this moment, and saw her kneeling on the broken tea set, with blood stains under her knees, but there was some sincerity, and after thinking about her words carefully, it seemed to make sense, so he no longer insisted, and began to write an edict and handed it to Yang Xin, "You take this edict, I will send you a few reliable people to go with you, if it happens, you will be a hero, if not, you will be punished heavily when you come back." ā€

Yang Xin nodded before he said, "Then I'll go back and pack my things immediately, and meet the rest of the people at the city gate later." ā€

"Well, go ahead."

Yang Xin stood up and ignored the knee injury, returned to Yonggong Road with hope, wrapped a few clothes after arriving, and went out with his violin on his back, and when he arrived at the entrance of the alley, he first asked the sister-in-law who sold tea to help water the peach pit, and borrowed a fast horse from the groom in charge of the stable, and galloped to the city gate.

Yang Xin thought that he was the fastest, but he didn't expect that a large number of people were already waiting there at the gate of the city. Among them, in addition to Ren Huai, there are three young men with raw faces, two of them are stronger, Yang Xin thinks they should be guards, and one is relatively thin, with a piano case on his back, which should be a helper sent by the emperor, and the last one is the palace maid Bailian. Yang Xin remembered that the last time he saw her was when Yang Ming was first imprisoned, and the anonymous letter at that time was given by Bai Lian, and he never saw her again, he used to think that he was a very weak person, but he didn't expect that riding on a tall horse at the moment was quite like that, and he really wanted to ask her if she was a spy lurking beside her.

But this is not the time to say this, Yang Xin wrote down the names of the other three, and beckoned everyone to gallop all the way to the south.

It's just that Yang Xin's riding skills were learned not long ago, and when he reached the third day, he couldn't keep up with the rhythm of the large army, so everyone had to stop and rest for a while. Yang Xin sat down and took a sip of water, and moved to Bai Lian's side, "That anonymous letter last year was asked by the emperor to give me?" ā€

"No, the emperor originally asked the slave maid to tell the county lord King Nanming, but it happened that the letter came."

Yang Ming's matter has been a long time, Yang Xin is just curious about who will write an anonymous letter at this time, not to pursue anything, but after listening to Bai Lian's words, he sensed another meaning, "You read that letter before giving it to me?" ā€

Bai Lian only realized what he had betrayed by his words at this moment, so he could only nod helplessly.

Yang Xin stared at her for a few more seconds, and didn't ask anything anymore, but she had already pulled Bai Lian closer to the blacklist, always on guard.

It took another five days for Yang Xin and his entourage to walk to Linnan City on the southeast border, which is Liu Jinyu's ancestral home, but I don't know how she is doing now, have you seen Yang Feng who came to her?

A few people walked for about 100 miles before entering Nanxuan, but as soon as they entered Nanxuan, they heard the sound of silk and bamboo, which was endless.

After two more days of traveling by water, several people finally arrived at Lecheng, the national capital of Nanxuan. Compared with Dongsheng houses, it is much more sparse here, and there are many bamboo houses, all of which are built next to the water, and the sunlight is not as strong as Dongsheng, but the air is very humid, faintly a little stuffy, if you don't live here for a long time, you are afraid that it is very uncomfortable. Fortunately, Yang Xin and the others are young and healthy, so there is no big problem.

Although there was music in Lecheng, there were few people on the street, and many of the houses facing the street had open windows, and from time to time people stuck their heads out to watch. Behind a window, a man in a snow suit lifted the gauze curtain and looked down through the window, taking in the six people and six horses on the street, at this time Yang Xin also happened to look up, and he was facing each other, the red wooden wall and snow-white clothes, Yang Xin's eyes hurt without looking at his face, this dazzling brilliance was very similar to the appearance of Yang Ming when he first saw him.

Yang Xin retracted his thoughts and continued to ride forward, but there was a person behind him who was reluctant to retract his gaze and hit Yang Xin's horse butt. Yang Xin felt a shock from the horse, and turned his head to look at Ren Huai, "What's wrong with you?" ā€

Ren Huai retracted his gaze at this time, "Oh, it's nothing, it's just that I was careless just now and stumbled." ā€

"Be careful, this is not Dongsheng, our dress is enough to make people angry, and it will not be easy to deal with if something happens."

"yes, I know."

Yang Xin didn't say much, turned around and walked forward, and the man upstairs didn't put down the curtain until the crowd in front of him was no longer visible, and left the house.