329 New Wounds and Old Hatreds
The moment before the curtain was lowered, she saw Wang Shiqiang's straight back, and Zhao Duanning's look of joy and relief.
She still remembered that when Zhao Duanning asked Wang Shiqiang to be the lord of the county, he once said:
"Vice Minister Wang is my mastermind, and I am willing to work with Deputy Vice Minister Wang and his ministers to start and finish well."
Who knows if this will come true in the future?
Zhao Duanning's henchman, only Wang Shiqiang can use it at the moment.
The barracks are full of swords and guns, and the armor is full.
Lou Ye followed her heavily, and she crossed the huge military camp of the Sichuan and Shaanxi Army on the West Road, and commanded in a low voice:
"Don't send someone to Jeju City to deliver the letter, just send someone to the Jiangxi tea field to deliver the letter."
"Yes, ma'am."
Lou Ye knew that it would be impossible to send a letter to Lou Yun from this Western Route Army without Wang Shiqiang's nod.
"You don't have to worry. Even if the Jin army blocks the road now, it can't go to Chuzhou City. But isn't there 10,000 of you from the southwest in the Sichuan-Shaanxi army? I saw you sneak into the toast tent and mutterβ"
Ji Qingchen looked at Lou Ye strangely.
"Madam, Lou Ling is not ......"
Lou Ye is not worried about this matter.
When Lou Yun sent him to pick up his wife, he had already told him that Jeju Bacheng would be lost, and the sea route would be a little farther away, and the only way to survive was to flee to the military camp on the West Road.
Wang Shiqiang wanted to rob his wife, Lou Yun knew.
But first, Ji Qingchen's safety is important, and second, there are 10,000 people in the West Road military camp.
Wang Shiqiang would never openly offend him Lou Yun.
"You just have to keep up with Madame."
Thinking of Lou Yun's earnest instructions, Lou Ye looked at Zuo Ping, who was leading the way in front, and felt that there was no loyal maid by Ji Qingchen's side. Now it's a matter of urgency.
Ji Qingchen also felt that Li Molan was not around, which was very inconvenient.
In fact, she can do without a maid. But Wang Shiqiang will not agree.
It's not her own territory.
"Mrs. Guo."
As soon as the curtain of the large tent on the inner and outer layers was lifted, I saw four waitresses waiting inside. They bowed their heads and bowed, and they were very respectful.
Zuo Ping stood in front of the door of the tent very well, and Lou Ye could only stop.
She sighed secretly, turned her head to Zuo Ping and said:
"The generals around me also ask the left steward to bother to arrange for them to recuperate and rest."
"Mrs. Guo rest assured."
Zuo Ping said deliberately,
"In the past, Mrs. Guo's tent was near the imperial camp, accompanied by female officials. There are no female officers in the barracks today. Only then did Mrs. Guo's account move farther away. β
"Steward Zuo is thoughtful. That's good. β
Ji Qingchen knew that it was useless even if she was not satisfied.
Just walking in the camp. She found out that her residence was now far away from Zhao Duanning.
The reason why she didn't ask a word was because she understood that even if she was closer to Zhao Duanning's account, it might not be of any benefit.
This is not Zhao Duanning's territory anymore.
What's more, the female officials around Zhao Duanning escaped, and she followed the official family closely with a foreign wife, which is not good to say.
Even if she dislikes Lou Yun, she can't gossip with the official family.
She just said, "
"Please ask the left steward to ask. Is there a Buddhist temple or Taoist temple near this camp? I want to go to incense. β
There is a city in the place where Wang Shiqiang is driving, Ji Qingchen was originally born as a temple slave, and the first thing he did after nine deaths was to go to make incense.
This is a very common thing, Zuo Ping hurriedly responded.
The curtain hangs. She bathed, changed her clothes and ate again, and then remedicated the knife wound on her arm, and then she felt exhausted.
"At night, I hold the lamp. I like to be on when I'm asleep. There must also be someone around to keep vigil. β
She muttered a command, and fell asleep uncontrollably.
She was wary of Wang Shiqiang. Wang Shiqiang also seemed to be busy cleaning up the mess and did not come to her account immediately.
She went to Zhao Duanning's tent every day to say hello. Zhao Duanning didn't look like anything had changed.
It's just that there aren't many smiles on his face, and there are obviously fewer words.
She tried to persuade him, but she couldn't talk to him alone right now.
When Zhao Duanning escaped, there were only two close eunuchs around him, but now there are fifteen or sixteen standing inside and out.
It is said that these chamberlains were all taken in by Wang Shiqiang in the chaotic army.
Who knows what's in the minds of these squires right now?
"Gone to incense?"
There was indeed a Taoist temple outside the camp, but unfortunately it was not the Quanzhen Sect, she went to incense, and came back by car.
As soon as the curtain was lifted, she saw Wang Shiqiang sitting in his tent, and she did not panic.
Her tent was alone in the shadow of a tree by a stream.
On all sides were high barracks fences, and the leaves of the buildings and the tents of the generals were blocked to the east. The south is the camp of the military Chinese officers, which can be regarded as quiet and safe.
But as long as he passed through the tents of the civilian officials, Wang Shiqiang could go directly to the back of her tent from his large tent of the Chinese army.
Sooner or later, he will come.
"Is Vice Prime Minister Wang planning to return to Xijing City to garrison, or to go to Chengdu Mansion?"
She stood in the tent and just asked.
The attendants didn't follow her in at all, of course, they had already been instructed.
She wasn't surprised.
As long as she went out, Lou Ye was on call, and she let go of half of her heart.
She knew that Wang Shiqiang would not be arrogant enough to talk nonsense about her.
"Whether to leave or stay, this is naturally the will of the officials."
Wang Shiqiang originally planned to retreat and endure for seven or eight years, but suddenly he turned over and got up again, and even had the skill of saving the driver, so he naturally laughed very comfortably.
"Come here, I'll take a look at your injuries."
He sat on the twelve-pillar cloud couch where she usually rested, with a heavy purple dress with a jade belt on the inside, a brocade cloak tied on the outside, and a crown of black hair inlaid with jade on his head, handsome eyebrows, and a dignified and leisurely appearance.
He smiled and beckoned to her.
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Her injury was on the arm, how could it be shown to him.
She ignored it.
"I'm tired and need to rest. Vice Minister Wang, please come back. β
ββ¦β¦ Luan Pei went to Chuzhou. β
Vice Minister Wang was not in a hurry, and his words were amazing. "If I hadn't heard the news, I'd have sent you to Jeju. Why not reunite you with Lou Yun? β
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Although Ji Qingchen was very calm, he couldn't help but have the urge to scold people on the spot.
Is Lou Luanpei planning to rob her for the end?
She gave Lou Yun to her. Discount clearance is completely unnecessary.
However, Wang Shiqiang was staring at her with a smile.
She bit her lip and glared at him for a long time, and as he waited patiently, she walked slowly.
Two layers of thick straw mats and one layer of coarse felt were laid in the tent, and the fine pile carpet with crimson weaving flowers was laid. Her footsteps were silent, and Wang Shiqiang smiled as she approached.
Not surprisingly, she stopped three paces away, and he was about to speak, and said:
"Young Lady ......"
She took two more steps closer.
She stood in front of the couch and looked down at him. The brocade cloak she wore was intertwined with his heavy purple brocade shirt.
This time the defeat was in the depths of winter, and the tent was burned with incense and charcoal, and the embroidered curtain hanging from the roof of the tent separated the front and rear tents, and also separated the side halls.
Separated from this small tea room.
Hanging tents on all sides, quiet and warm.
Wang Shiqiang looked up at her, although he was casual in women, he got along with her for seven years when he was a teenager, and he wanted to marry her, so he was always used to not acting rashly.
He speculated on her intentions. But the tip of her nose smelled the incense between her clothes and hair.
He felt it, the breath he once knew so well in her breath.
He reached out, trying to take the hands under her cloak.
"Before, it was me who was not good. I'll ...... in the future."
She waved her hand through the handle of the cloak, opened his hand, stared at his face and smiled:
"How. Vice Minister Wang listened to Mrs. Wang's trip to Chuzhou, and he was annoyed again? β
ββ¦β¦ Why do you suspect me? β
Wang Shiqiang was not stunned by her this time. but laughed,
"Instead of being suspicious of me. Why don't you want to think about Lou Yun? β
"What do I think? Unless they go to the Kingdom of Jin together to be savages, what can they do? β
Ji Qingchen was very calm,
"If they also go back to Chengdu Mansion, won't they fall into your hands?"
Even if Lou Yun and Lou Luanpei rekindle their old relationship, she doesn't believe that a high-ranking official who doesn't want the second grade, and a high-ranking official who doesn't want the second grade, dares to discuss the marriage.
The village husband and the woman in the poor ravine still need a face, let alone them?
As for the Southwest Yi Village outside Chengdu, this is not a good place.
As long as they dare to fall into the hands of Wang Shiqiang, if they don't die together dozens of times, Wang Shiqiang doesn't need to be surnamed Wang.
"Am I just not going to see them?"
Wang Shiqiang smiled, naturally not arguing with her.
He reached out again, wrapped his arms around her thin waist through the cloak, and when she didn't reject her, he circled her, smiled and looked up, and slowly kissed her on the lips.
She tilted her head, but avoided it.
Wang Shiqiang was not in a hurry, hugged her tightly, and coaxed:
"I know you're angry. Thinking that Lou Yun didn't have you in his heart, you deliberately got along with me? Let him know, let him taste sadness too, what is it like? β
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Ji Qingchen was hit by his words, and he only felt extremely hateful in his heart.
"If you know, it's good."
She knew she was ridiculously stupid, so she pushed him away with her backhand.
Wang Shiqiang was willing to let her go, and surrounded her tightly in front of him.
He saw her face turned sideways, her lips pursed, and the tears that faintly appeared in her eyes.
"You are so sad for him......"
He stared at her, and said softly:
"I'm sorry. I got married in Mingzhou City. It makes you sad too......"
Ji Qingchen didn't look at him, just pushed hard, wanting him to leave immediately, lest his unlucky appearance be all over him.
Wang Shiqiang hugged her tightly and said repeatedly in her ear, saying:
"I'm sorry. It's me who is bad, it's me who is not good......"
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In the midst of such struggles and entanglements, her tears dripped down, and I don't know for whom.
Suddenly, she returned to the small courtyard of the Ji family many years ago.
Because of his departure, she hid in the house, spent her days alone, and cried for an unknown number of times.
But in order to return to the Great Song Dynasty, in order to survive with 30,000 people in the last years of the Southern Song Dynasty, she still had to face him calmly.
"It's me who is not good. It's my bad ......."
Wang Shiqiang's warm kiss finally fell on her eyes, wanting to kiss away her tears.
Ji Qingchen finally couldn't control herself anymore for a moment, the old injuries from many years ago and the new injuries in front of her overlapped, and she suddenly burst out.
With a muffled sound, she slapped Wang Shiqiang in the face.
Her face was full of tears, she looked at Wang Shiqiang, trembling and exclaimed:
"You know you're bad? Then why do you still have the face to tell me this--! (To be continued......)