"You're going to Sijon as a spy?!"

Qin Bairui raised his voice, his eyes full of disbelief.

Zhong Zhuyu patted him on the shoulder, signaling him to be calm, and looked at him with a pair of eyes that calmed down strangely, and sat on Zhong Zhuyu's main chair.

He wanted to hear what Zhong Shuyu could say.

"I've thought about it, Dayu women can't be officials, if I have been living here, I'm afraid I won't be able to avenge my father for the rest of my life."

"Then you still have me!"

Qin Bairui raised his voice again, and the flame that had just fallen burned again: "I've been staying up late to study, and when I participate in next year's Spring Festival and become an official, then we will look for evidence together, and when I have the chips in my hand, I will show the evidence to the emperor, and when the time comes, between the country and the prince, the emperor will not protect the prince." ”

"Then have you ever thought about how many years it will take for civil officials to come out and sit in a position that can affect the stability of the country?"

Zhong Xiyu stepped forward a few steps, took the sweet chestnut cake that had been prepared a long time ago and put it in front of him, and the sweet sound entered Qin Bairui's nose with a faint sound, stopping what he was about to say.

"I know you're worried, but I promise you, I'll be fine."

Zhong Shuyu half-squatted down, at eye level with Qin Bairui, who was sitting, with a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, which made people feel unconvinced of what she said: "This opportunity is too rare, I am the only person in Dayu who can go to Xirong justifiably, if I miss this opportunity, it will be difficult to make meritorious contributions again." ”

As she spoke, her smile gradually became a little bitter: "You know, in Dayu, it is simply wishful thinking for a woman to want to make meritorious contributions, such a good opportunity, you can understand me, right?" ”

Qin Bairui was silent.

He didn't want to go against Zhong Zhuyu's wishes, but at the same time, he didn't worry that Zhong Shuyu would go all the way to Xirong.

Zhong Zhiyu knew that he had wavered, so he finally added a fire: "I used to be a proton in Beiyi for so many years, and now the situation in Xirong is definitely better than in Beiyi, I have experience in this matter." ”

"Then I'll go with you!" Qin Bairui's eyes were firm.

"You're not taking the imperial examination?" Zhong Zhiyu raised his eyebrows: "I'm going, the return date is undecided, if you go with me, it will completely delay yourself." ”

"No test!" Qin Bairui pursed his lips, as if he had made up his mind: "Revenge is not as important as the person in front of you. ”

Zhong Zhiyu blinked: "Is that what I thought?" ”

“…… I guess so. ”

Qin Bairui's eyes moved downward, staring closely at Zhong Zhuyu's embroidered silver-edged cuffs, but a pair of ears were erected high, revealing his nervousness.

Zhong Zhiyu's eyes bent and he felt funny, so he pinched his ears and stuffed a piece of sweet chestnut crisp into his mouth as he looked up suddenly.

"Then since that's what I mean, then you can stay in Lin'an."

Qin Bairui subconsciously chewed the sweet chestnut crisp, puzzled: "Huh? ”

"I went to Xirong but was ordered by Dali Temple to be a spy, and there was an invitation from Yeli Baohua first, how to say that he was also a person who had crossed the Ming Road, but you can't, your identity is sensitive, and rashly follow me to Xirong, not only can't help me, but also attract their attention, not to mention the gains, it's also very dangerous."

Zhong Shuyu pressed one hand on his shoulder, and his tone was serious and serious: "So, you give me a good stay in Lin'an, otherwise I will be worried." ”

"Because, as someone said just now, the person in front of you is the most important."

I have to say that Qin Bairui and Zhong Zhuyu have a tacit understanding that ordinary people don't have, and after such a call, Qin Bairui looked away, took a deep breath, and seemed to compromise.

"Then tell me well, how did you get involved with Dali Temple." Qin Bairui's eyes were cold, and he slandered in his heart that there was no good thing in this Dali Temple.

Speaking of this, Zhong Zhiyu stood up straight, took a sweet chestnut cake and ate it: "This is a long story. ”

"Dali Temple didn't know where to learn the news that Yeli Baohua recruited me, so a few days ago Zhou Suojie sent someone to find me, saying that he hoped that I would be invited to Xirong to be a painter for Yeli Baohua and be a bright and bright spy."

Zhou Suojie, that Shaoqing of Dali Temple?

Qin Bairui wrote down the name, and was about to turn around and find something to make him unhappy for a few days, and his mouth was also yin and yang: "Then he is really good, you are worried that you have no way to get chips, so he sent you this errand, but he is really sleepy and someone sends a pillow." ”

Zhong Zhiyu heard that he was in a bad mood, so he said haha: "Maybe because the appearance difference between the Xirong people and the Dayu people is really obvious, it is not easy to install spies, I have this ready-made opportunity, so they quickly seized it." ”

"Hmph." Qin Bairui was still in a bad mood, but he had to accept this fact and began to worry about other things: "Then how many people are you going to take this time?" ”

Zhong Shuyu had already thought about these things: "Just take Chunhe, Duyun and Hongclaw, I went to be a painter, and it is not the same if there are too many people with me." ”

These three people have their own strengths, and Qin Bairui has no opinion.

In fact, he really didn't give any advice, he just wanted to cherish his time and talk more, so he asked again: "What about He Yu?" How do you arrange him? ”

Zhong Zhiyu was stunned for a moment, obviously forgetting that there was also He Yu.

Since He Yu woke up, he has hardly been out of the room, and Zhiyue occasionally comes to report, saying that not only does he not speak, but he also rarely eats, and he sits in a daze all day, his eyes are not focused, and he doesn't know what he is thinking.

Zhong Zhuyu knew that he was depressed, and tried to enlighten him, but every time he politely combed "Miss don't worry", and after many times, she went with him, thinking that he could always figure it out.

But this time she is going to Xirong, I'm afraid she really has to take him with her - He Yu's identity is too sensitive, and she doesn't feel at ease if she doesn't take it with her.

But in addition to this, there is another reason, and that is the problem of language barriers.

Xirong is not as good as the Xirong Post Station on the Baili Ancient Road, and the Baili Ancient Road has a chaotic population due to geographical problems, so they all tacitly use the official language, but on the Xirong side, I am afraid that all the words spoken are Xirong dialect.

It is also embarrassing to say, this Xirong and Beiyi Yuan are small subordinate countries around Dayu, and this official dialect is also Dayu dialect, but since the first emperor ascended the throne with heavy literature and light military force, these two small countries are no longer willing to be a vassal country......

Every time I read this history, Zhong Zhiyu's heart is like a swarm of bees buzzing around, and from time to time there are one or two fierce ones, piercing her heart, it doesn't hurt very much, but it still makes her feel sad and uncomfortable.

If only she could......

She Dayu will definitely be able to return to the top of the twelve states!

Zhong Zhiyu clenched his fists, his gaze fierce and determined.

Just from... The abolition of the prince begins.