The two teams of men and horses were like two red rivers, meandering all the way down the main road in the city into the distance.

With a large number of people and most people on foot, the team moved quite slowly.

I got up before the end of the day, and I still haven't eaten anything.

Miao Zhi was a little dizzy with hunger, looking at the big red apple in her hand, sour water gushed out of her mouth.

Suddenly, there was a sound of horses' hooves, and the tall head immediately handed over a pastry box.

Seeing the seal of 'Mingyue Building' on the pastry box, Miao Zhi's eyes immediately lit up with a grin on the corner of her lips, hehe, or the eldest brother felt sorry for him.

At this time, they have arrived at the gate of the city, and most of the people in the city have gathered here, kneeling and shouting one by one, and the scene is spectacular.

After finally leaving the city and going on the sparsely populated official road, Miao Zhi took out the pastries under the wide sleeves and ate them in small bites.

****

The lonely path was dusty, a few horses were galloping, and Yuan Hongxuan's face on the horse was cold, and the stubble on his chin was clearly visible. He tugged at the reins in one hand and raised his whip in the other, and struck the horse a few times on the buttocks.

He was followed by Lin Feng and Qin Guan, who were also galloping on horseback, as well as a few young men from the dart game.

A few piercing birdsongs suddenly sounded in the air, and a slightly larger flower sculpture circled back and forth over the heads of several people.

"Your Highness, it's a golden eagle." Lin Feng shouted at Yuan Hongxuan, who was at the front, and then moved back and restrained the horse under him.

"Phew," several people reined in the horses under them at the same time, Qin Guan blew a loud slogan, and the flower carving immediately swooped down from the air, standing on his right arm with leather protective gear.

There was a small bamboo tube hanging on the right foot of the flower carving, Qin Guan opened the lid, and then took out the paper scroll inside and handed it to Yuan Hongxuan.

"Your Highness, I believe you."

Yuan Hongxuan quickly glanced at the contents of the paper roll, then frowned, tore the paper roll into powder in a few clicks, and pursed his thin lips.

"Mu Zhen said that the Dongyuan spy reported that my father woke up, and he was able to get out of bed and walk around, and yesterday when he went to the court, he discussed taking advantage of the good opportunity of this marriage between the two countries to let Beixin let me go back early, and the result will come out soon."

How many people couldn't help but be in an uproar, earlier? How early? There is still half a year before the ten-year deadline, is it right away?

Qin Guan stroked the head of the golden eagle on his forearm, and asked worriedly: "Your Highness, I'm afraid that we are running out of time to rescue Miss Miaozhi at the border this time!" ”

Yuan Hongxuan still pursed the corners of his lips, he didn't know when his father would send someone over to talk about this matter, he had already thought about it when he returned to Dongyuan, but at this juncture, he only hoped that the family sending team would go faster, and he would have enough time to turn back when the people who picked him up arrived in Xinjin City.

He turned around and ordered, "Bring a letter to Xiang Yan's side, and if there is a way, try to speed up the pace of the family sending team." ”

Qin Guan responded, quickly stuffed the reply into the paper tube, raised his forearm and released the golden eagle.

Some of the white sun hung in the gray sky, and on the lonely country roads, several people shook the long whips in their hands and galloped on their horses.

*******

After sitting on the ship for three or four days in a row, Jiang's mother didn't expect that she would be seasick, and it was not a passenger ship in the end, and the pungent smell of the cargo cabin was filled with a strange smell, which made her vomit faintly, and when she got off the ship, she fell ill directly.

After a few days of illness in some dilapidated inns, she finally had some strength, and she didn't have to tell Xiao Er to send food today, she went downstairs to a small noodle stall to eat a bowl of noodles, and dragged her still unfavorable body towards the "Holy Maiden Temple" in the capital of the southern country.

When she came, she inquired with the shopkeeper in the inn, relying on the south of the country is not as new as the north, although it is still an authoritarian ****, but the saint has always had a high prestige in the court and the hearts of the people, so you can basically see large and small "saint temples" everywhere, and since the reign of the first saint, a rule has been promulgated that the people can put their opinions and suggestions into the designated wooden box in the temple.

The wooden box is handled by a special person, and these notes will be regularly integrated and handed over to it, and in this regard, the status of the saint is irreplaceable and blasphemous in the hearts of the people.

For hundreds of years, the witch clan where the saint belonged had an inseparable relationship with the imperial court, and the outside world had no way of knowing what kind of origin could make the successive emperors not suspect the witch clan's loyalty to him, and let the witch clan exercise the rights that should belong to him so unscrupulously.

Mother Jiang stuffed a letter sealed with fire paint into the tall and tight wooden box in the temple, and she stood in front of the box and hesitated, a little skeptical that the letter could really be seen by Frost Ningshi.

The two guards with knives guarding the wooden box saw that the woman had been wandering back and forth in front of the box since just now, and regarded her as a person with bad intentions, and drove the woman out of the "Holy Maiden Temple" with a fierce face. ”

This woman is really bold, since the Holy Lady fell ill, the Holy Maiden has full control of the large and small state affairs of Yinan, although the country has not changed much, but for the common people, it is happy to descend from the sky.

The Holy Maiden strengthened the adoption of the opinions of the people, and even sent more people to strictly guard the "suggestion box" in each large temple, giving the people the right to speak.

But the people are better, those officials who are arrogant and evil on weekdays are uncomfortable, many will secretly send people to destroy the box, fortunately, the saint is wise, the box issued this time actually has a lot of things inside, all of them are a combination of upper and lower, the real box is buried in the ground, and the ground is just a sleeve as a transmission medium, even if it is snatched away, there is no need to worry about it at all.

After Jiang's mother was blasted out, her already weak body became even weaker, she found a step to sit down, and couldn't help but give herself a breath.

I don't know what happened to the two ladies, she lived in the dark on the boat, and the timing method on the south side is very different from Beixin, the hourglass timekeeping, she has never heard of it, so now I don't know what time it is, and I don't know that today is the day when the two princesses leave the pavilion.

Mother Jiang rested for a while, and then walked back in the direction of the inn, she didn't know that what was waiting for her at the inn at this time was death.

****

In the study of the Bachelor's Mansion, Xie Yu, who was wearing an indigo suit, knelt on one leg, and the narrow scar on her face like a centipede seemed to come alive with her shallow breathing.

"Master, the person sent to Yinan has already found the whereabouts of Jiang's mother, and he should have done it at this moment."

"Good." The neatly trimmed beard on Shen Fengyi's lips trembled, and a strange smile bloomed at the corner of his lips.

Ling Shuirong, don't blame me for not thinking about the relationship between husband and wife, when the people sent to the palace poison the frost condensation qin god unconsciously, your death will not be far away.

Who told you to be incompetent and want to threaten me, you know, I don't like to be threatened the most. (To be continued.) )