Chapter 44: The Undercurrent of the Night
First the arm strength test, and now the endurance test, this Ma Jian does have a few brushes. β
At this time, Liu Feng, after seeing Ma Yan's first skills, couldn't help but add a little confidence to the young thinker he selected.
The soldiers were depressed, when Liu Biao was in the past, he had always adopted a policy of self-defense, and there were only a few large-scale battles with foreign enemies, so most of the troops under Liu Biao had been idle, and these four hundred men and horses were no exception.
Counting with his fingers, the last time he marched with a heavy load, he didn't know that it was the Year of the Monkey, and now he asked them to put on armor and run five miles with three days' rations, which is not equivalent to asking for their lives.
Liu Feng didn't care so much, in order to support Ma Yan's faΓ§ade, he immediately shouted: "Didn't you hear Ma Junsi's order? Don't get moving yet! β
Liu Feng's raging majesty in the north camp is still vivid, and when he drank it like this, the soldiers trembled, where did they dare to rub it again, and hurriedly carried the food, shouldered the weapons, rushed out of the camp gate, and rushed along the avenue to the direction of the wharf outside the city.
Liu Feng and Ma Tan turned on their horses, one in front and the other behind, and followed the four hundred galloping soldiers all the way.
At this time, it was about to sink to the west, and the pedestrians on the avenue were gradually scarce, and the soldiers ran without encountering any obstacles. Liu Feng rode his horse, naturally it was very easy, and when he ran out of Erlidi, he suddenly saw a carriage leaning on the side of the road, and the sharp-eyed Liu Feng recognized the person in the car at a glance, it was Mi Zhu.
"Uncle."
Liu Feng doesn't have much contact with his uncle, who is not close to him, and this person always looks solemn and unlikable, so Liu Feng stays away, but if he accidentally ran into it today, out of courtesy, he can't pretend not to see it.
Soldiers galloped past the wagon, kicking up dust in the air. Mi Zhu was afraid of being choked by the ashes, so he had to cover his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, and when he saw that the general leading the troops was Liu Feng, he frowned and asked: "Ah Feng, it's almost dark, what are you tossing about?" β
The word "tossing" sounded as if he was not doing his job properly and was messing around, Liu Feng listened harshly, and said: "My nephew I'm not tossing, my father asked me to lead a team of soldiers and horses to Lushan to help the Wu army, and I will leave in two or three days, and I am seizing the time to train the new troops assigned to me." β
"The Lord gave you a part? And sent you to help Wu Jun in the war? Mi Zhu looked a little surprised.
"Exactly. I still have something to do, so I won't talk to my uncle and leave first. Liu Fenglai had to waste saliva with him, bowed his hand, turned his horse and chased the team away.
Looking at the vigorous heroic posture in the distance, Mi Zhu's gray and sparse two eyebrows couldn't help but wrinkle even tighter.
"Let's go, go to General Zilong's camp."
Mi Zhu's carriage went in the opposite direction from Liu Feng's, returned to Xiakou City before the sun set, and went straight to Zhao Yun's camp in the north of the city as soon as he entered the city.
Due to the exploits of Changbanpo to save Adou, Zhao Yun has now been promoted to Yamen general, and on the orders of Liu Bei, he took over more than 3,000 Jiangxia troops from Liu Qi's hands, and took on the important task of defending Xiakou City.
The threat from Xiakou mainly came from the Cao army on the northern road, although more than 10,000 sailors of Guan Yu were deployed in the north of Xiakou, and the direct threat to Xiakou was not serious at the moment, but Zhao Yun did not dare to take it lightly, and after receiving this appointment, he moved his residence from the mansion in the city to the Chinese army camp near Beicheng, so as to facilitate the focus on commanding the defense of the Beicheng area.
When Mi Zhu arrived in Beiying, Zhao Yun was still out patrolling the city and had not returned, so Mi Zhu had to wait patiently for him to come back in Zhao Yun's big tent.
The night is as cool as water, the moon is on the eyebrows, and before I know it, an hour has passed, but I still don't see Zhao Yun returning.
In the brazier hanging at the four corners, the charcoal fire crackled, and the dim light and shadow formed a pattern on the round dome of the big tent, like a hideous beast dancing.
Mi Zhu under the dome was pacing, and a pair of eyes sunk in wrinkles flashed anxiously from time to time.
At this moment, the clay pot containing his sister Mi's ashes appeared in his mind from time to time, and at a certain moment, Liu Feng's majestic back would suddenly flash in front of his eyes, the back that made him uneasy, which was the reason why he had waited for Zhao Yun to return for a long time, but he was still reluctant to leave.
Because his heart was shrouded in a terrible cloud of doubt, and if he did not find out the truth, he would not be able to sleep well.
"Zizhong is still here to visit at such a late hour, but is there anything important?" A metallic voice came from behind him, Mi Zhu's heart was shocked, and when he turned back suddenly, Zhao Yun was already standing in the tent, but he didn't know when he came in, and he didn't even notice it.
Mi Zhu quickly put away the anxiety on his face, and said with a smile: "I came back from outside the city, passed by Zilong's camp, and came in to see you by the way." β
Zhao Yun, who looked tired, put the silver spear in his hand back into the weapon rack, and said while unarmouring: "But I heard that the soldier said that Zizhong has been waiting for almost an hour, so it shouldn't be just to see me." β
Zhao Yun's heart is as thin as cotton, and Mi Zhu's far-fetched reasons cannot hide his motives for this trip.
"Zizhong, if you have any urgent business, just say it." Zhao Yun is obviously not the kind of person who likes to beat around the bush.
Mi Zhu knew Zhao Yun's surname, and since this was the case, he was determined not to be polite anymore. He took a deep breath and said with a solemn expression: "Don't hide it from Zilong, in fact, I came here not for official business, but for a private matter." β
Zhao Yun's eyes moved slightly, and from Mi Zhu's tone and expression, he noticed something unusual, but he said quietly: "What kind of private matter, Zizhong might as well say it bluntly." β
Mi Zhu Zhengse said: "It's about the sister Mi family, I have always wanted to ask Zilong in person, how did the little sister die?" β
Zhao Yun had a vague premonition, and when Mi Zhu's question came out, Zhao Yun said lightly: "Didn't you already say it last time, the main mother was afraid of dragging Ah Dou Gongzi and committed suicide by hitting the wall." β
Mi Zhu moved closer to Zhao Yun and looked directly into his eyes: "Of course I remember the previous statement, I just want to know now, Zilong, did you see your little sister commit suicide by hitting the wall with your own eyes?" β
Silence, Mi Zhu's words made Zhao Yun fall into silence.
At the beginning, when he and Liu Feng went through life and death, and finally escorted Adou to find Liu Bei, in order to avoid unnecessary suspicion of Liu Feng, he said the words that seemed to be grabbing merit before Liu Feng. Although no one asked too many questions at that time, Zhao Yun had a vague premonition that the matter would not be overturned.
Now, what he didn't want to see finally happened.
Zhao Yun believed in Liu Feng, but his principle was that nothing could be changed.
After being silent for a moment, under Mi Zhu's solemn gaze, Zhao Yun replied calmly: "I didn't see the suicide of the master mother with my own eyes, these are what the eldest prince said. β