The results given by Fang Yu Guanxing have not made any mistakes so far, and Jiang Yun is naturally convinced of this. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The eldest son, Jiang Fei, appeared, as for whose belly he is staying in now, do you still need to ask? No wonder the old Taoist priest said that he would be in trouble, and now it seems that the trouble is really not small. While shocked, Jiang Yun kept scolding his mother in his heart. This is also accurate, and the shot hits the bull's-eye. In his previous life, he should not have been a policeman, he should have been a soldier, and being an artilleryman must have a promising future.

Song Qing drilled the tip of the horns and made up her mind to die with Zhou Ang. Jiang Yun felt a little regretful at most at the same time as he was helpless, and the two of them had no emotional foundation, at best, they were just the "***" of the later generations. He didn't bother to worry about other people's affairs, and he didn't have a position to worry about it. persuaded him to persuade him, but at the same time, the melon seed bench was also ready, it was up to Song Qing to find an opportunity to send Zhou Ang, the bastard, on the road. Then seek benevolence and be benevolent, and die with a clear will.

But the current situation is changing too fast, the big one can sit back and watch, but the small one can't help it. Jiang Fei, that's his own son.

After Fang Yu left, Jiang Yun was like a wild wolf in prison, constantly pacing back and forth in the cell. His face was a little ugly, and he was a little irritable, and kept muttering to himself: "Silly woman, don't hurt my good son." ”

It's true that Jiang Yun likes his daughter, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't love his son. Although it is not said that there is no preference for sons over women, how can the concept that the Chinese nation has passed down for thousands of years be easily changed? Son, the meaning is different. The eldest son, the meaning is even more different. There must be no accident, he has to live, and he has to live a long life to open up branches and leaves for the old Jiang family.

I thought about it for a long time, but I didn't come up with a solution. Zhou Ang's power in the capital is extremely difficult to shake, and Jiang Yun has no connections, and the only uncle who can come in handy is not his opponent at all. If you act rashly, you will only bring disaster upon yourself. I can only wait, and in a few more days, everything will be solved.

Jiang Yun felt the feeling of living like a year, and in the next few days, Song Qing really did not come to visit the prison again, Jiang Yun was worried all day long, for fear that she would do something stupid rashly. Assassinating Zhou Ang, no matter whether he succeeds or fails, Song Qing will never be spared. But you have to hold back!

On the official road leading from Kaifeng Mansion to the capital, an army of about 500 strong soldiers, dressed in uniform and walking slowly and neatly.

In the Central Military Department, four generals straddled horses and surrounded a pale yellow carriage in the center, and the generals in front of the left were none other than the Xuanwu Battalion, Cao Zhong, the former commander of the guards. Seeing that it was dusk and the sky was getting dark, he turned his horse's head and walked to the carriage, and asked in a deep voice through the curtain: "General, the last general asks if you want to camp and rest?" ”

Xu Huanting's casual voice came from inside the car. "Where?"

"Back to the general, there is the Daimyo's Mansion in front of you, if you travel quickly overnight, you can reach it before dawn."

"Oh. In this way, walk for another half an hour, make a meal on the spot, rest for the night, and go again tomorrow. ”

"The last will obey."

In the carriage, Ji Luo sat opposite Xu Huanting, and his face stopped talking. After enduring it for a long time, I couldn't bear it anymore, and said: "Sister Huanting, the husband is suffering in prison, let's hurry overnight." ”

Xu Huanting was not wearing military armor, and like Ji Luo, she was only wearing a light cloth dress, she was leaning on the car bench, holding a book in her hand, reading it with relish. Hearing what Ji Luo said, she waved her hand indifferently and said, "Didn't you say it when your eldest brother wrote to him, he's fine." ”

"Ouch, don't look at it. What's there to see about a broken book, you've read it hundreds of times these days, you should be able to recite it all, what else to read? That slow, unhurried appearance, Ji Luo was angry when he saw it, and he reached out to snatch the book from Xu Huanting's hand.

But she didn't want Xu Huanting to be prepared, so she raised her hands slightly and dodged. She grinned and said, "This is not a broken book, it is a military book written by our father-in-law." When I left Yizhou last time, Sister Xun'er specially gave it to me. However, she was not willing to give Xianggong's original manuscript, so she gave this rubbing. ”

"I see you're not nervous, hmph, when we meet again, I have to tell him."

"Don't." Thinking of Jiang Yun's methods of dealing with herself, Xu Huanting's pretty face flushed slightly, and she hurriedly closed the book and carefully collected it. Only then did he speak: "It's not that I'm not nervous about him, it's not necessary, Xianggong is definitely fine, you can rest assured." ”

"What's going on? All in prison. What if Zhou Ang sentences him? What if he is sentenced to death? What shall we do? I don't want to be a widow at a young age. ”

Alas, this county lord is smart and smart, but due to the limitations of his growth environment, his wisdom has never been used in intrigue. Xu Huanting sighed helplessly, and simply said her words as much as possible. "I'm going to tell you, our husband went to prison on purpose, do you believe it?"

"Huh?" Ji Luo opened his mouth slightly, blinked, and then shook his head again and again. "Deliberately in jail? Is he stupid? ”

"He's stupid? He's fine. Xu Huanting replied with a smile: "Your eldest brother's letter makes it clear, that Zhou Ang is now powerful in the capital, and he has been looking for trouble three or four times, what can he do?" This kind of thing is not something that can be avoided if you want to, and the only way is to hide in prison. After being imprisoned and becoming meat on the chopping block, Zhou Ang, as the winner, naturally would not trouble him again. Even if you want to find it, you can't do it. ”

Her eyes flashed slightly, and she snorted: "According to the rules of the Great Zhou court, if an official is convicted and wants to be executed, he must finally be sent to the front of the emperor, and His Majesty can only be executed. How can your imperial grandfather be willing to let him die now? You forgot? Sister Xun'er is about to go to Beijing in the near future, and Xianggong is in charge of the envoy to Yizhou that day, so naturally he should be in charge of receiving it. This is the practice of the imperial court, if you change people halfway, how to win the trust of Yizhou? It was Da Zhou's face that was lost. Your Majesty will never allow such a thing to happen now, no matter how faint he is now. As for the execution, it's time to move early, your eldest brother didn't mention the punishment in his letter at all, he didn't have it before, and naturally there won't be it now, just put your heart in your stomach. ”

Seeing that Ji Luo seemed to be about to speak, Xu Huanting hurriedly added: "It's useless for us to rush over, I am a general of the imperial court, you are the lord of the vassal king, and there are too many inconveniences in your identity." Even if you don't think about yourself, you should think more about our father, and you can't go to prison in a grand manner, right? This matter is still on Sister Xun'er, the day she arrived in the capital was the day when Xianggong was released from prison. His Majesty begged him, could he still be okay? Let's go slowly, at the current speed, when we go to Beijing, Sister Xun'er will be almost there. ”

After saying this, Ji Luo finally stopped talking, she lifted the curtain, and walked out of the world with her cheeks in her eyes.

Finally, no one bothered her anymore, Xu Huanting's eyes rolled slightly, and she secretly took out the "Art of War" and opened it again, and looked down quietly in a comfortable position. What Jiang Yun thinks, Xu Huanting doesn't know at all, and what Ji Luo said is purely specious nonsense. All she knew was that she was angry. This eccentric villain, the first thing that comes to mind is always Sister Xun'er.

General Xiao Xu is rarely emotionally jealous, but for the things in the military formation, whether it is the formation or the military book, as long as Jiang Yun takes it out, she always can't put it down at first sight. Among the three, Lu Xun is the eldest sister, who takes good care of Xu Huanting, and never thinks that she is an outsider, and Jiang Yun is willing to share it with her. But after that, the meaning is different after all.

Xu Huanting is also a woman, how can there be a woman who is not jealous, she just behaves in a different form, not like Ji Luo who is so open-minded. Don't let that villain suffer a little crime, how can General Xiao Xu swallow this evil breath. Therefore, along the way, she completely regarded it as a tour of the mountains and rivers, walking slowly, where to rest.

The Daimyo's Mansion was not far from the capital, and Rao was moving forward at a rapid pace, and the army still arrived at Shuntianfu four days later.

Xu Huanting brought not many people to participate in the martial arts exercise, only 500 people, but after all, the capital is different from other places, and foreign military horses are not allowed to enter without being called. Traveling to the capital, Xu Huanting ordered the army to be stationed outside the city, and instructed Cao Zhong to take off his military armor, change into civilian clothes of ordinary people, and walk through the city gate with Ji Luo, and go straight to the command yamen.

They had to meet Ji Feng first, figure out the situation and then decide what to do next.