The next morning, Shen Tong was still sleeping when he was woken up by Fang Fei's fuss.

"Miss, Miss, that good-looking big brother has come to buy food again, or to eat noodles, do they like noodles very much? Eating noodles early in the morning is amazing! ”

Annoyed by the noise of his own girl, Shen Tong had to cover his head with a quilt, eating noodles in the morning is so good, what kind of theory is this!

Fang Fei was lying on the windowsill, the window was only half open, Miss was still sleeping, she couldn't let the sound outside make Miss noisy, so she only opened half of the window.

"Miss, Miss, the good-looking big brother has come to deliver the bowls, they have cleaned all the dishes, it's amazing!"

There was a pigeon that landed in front of the window, and it was not afraid of people, it cooed twice, Fang Fei hurriedly waved it away, Miss is sleeping, don't make noise to Miss.

"Miss, there is a pigeon, ah, the pigeon still has a bamboo pipe tied to its leg, aren't you afraid of falling off? That's amazing! ”

Shen Tong finally couldn't bear it anymore, she sat up and said to Fang Fei, "You go and see where that pigeon flew." ”

"But the pigeon has flown away." Fang Fei said very seriously.

"Then look for it, and close the window by the way." Shen Tong lay down again.

Fang Fei was idle, and the young lady gave her an errand, and she was very happy, and jumped out to look for the pigeons.

......

Xiao Ren took the bamboo pipe from the pigeon's leg and poured out a note from it.

The pigeon flew from the northwest, thousands of miles away, and only brought one sentence: My father knows, come back quickly!

There was no payment, but Xiao Ren knew who was the letter.

"Qishao, is there an order from the prince?"

"The coffin of the prince will not arrive in Xi'an so soon."

......

The six subordinates said a word, this time when they came east, Xiao Ren only brought six of them.

The last time he received an order, he did not return to Xi'an, but went south to kill Yang Jie and beheaded him as ordered.

Of course, King Qin would not behead him, but just locked him up.

This time, he was soft and hard, and the king of Qin allowed him to follow the civil officials and chamberlains to the capital to greet the coffin of the prince, but the coffin left, but he did not go with him.

Those people walked very slowly, and there were local officials along the way to take over and mourn, and they couldn't get to Xi'an for a month or two.

He was confident that he would be able to catch up with the big team, so it didn't matter if he was delayed in the capital for a few days.

Originally, he just wanted to walk around the Protector's Mansion to explore the truth and reality, but he didn't expect to meet Shen Tong and high-five her.

Alas, if it weren't for the sake of bringing a gift to Lao Chiang, he wouldn't have formed an alliance with the little brat.

Yes, people who go out will bring gifts to their families, and when Lao Jiang came back from the south, he and Zhou Zheng each brought a carved peachwood sword.

As a return gift, he gave the little kid to Lao Jiang.

Xiao Ren threw the note into the brazier.

"It was written by the third son." He said.

The third son is Zhou Zheng, the third son of King Qin, and he is also the only son-in-law of King Qin.

Zhou Zheng is the same year as him and a few months older than him.

That year, the king of Qin received the edict and entered Beijing, and when he came, he took three imperial grandsons, but when he left, there was only Zhou Zheng, and the prince and the second son were left in the capital by the empress dowager.

No one noticed that there was a little waiter next to Zhou Zheng, and that was him.

He was only four years old at the time and followed the King of Qin to Xi'an.

He grew up in the palace of the king of Qin, and everyone in the palace knew that he was a child that the king of Qin picked up on the way back to Beijing, and the king of Qin regarded him as a son.

He is Xiao Qishao, a child raised by King Qin himself.

The people in the palace privately said that if King Qin was not the prince, he might have officially accepted him as a moth.

He and Zhou Zheng grew up together, and they were the best brothers, just like King Qin and Xiao Changhou back then.

Xiao Changhou, the youngest son of Xiao Yuan, the Duke of Dingguo, was the one whose head was hung on the city gate for three months after his death, was his father.

When he entered Beijing this time, he stood in front of the city gate for several hours, but he did not dare to look up, and he did not dare to look at the place where his father's head had been hung.

Growing up, he was not afraid of heaven and earth, and he never thought that there would be a place he was afraid of.

But when he stood in front of the gate of the capital, he really knew that the slight look up was something he couldn't do and didn't dare to do.

The note turned to ashes in the brazier, and Xiao Ren asked Yue Yang, "Where is the coffin of the prince?" ”

"Still in Hanzhou Mansion, local officials were very grief-stricken, and several people cried outside the city." Yue Yang had just come back from outside, he was meticulously smearing oil on his hands, he had been washing dishes for the past two days, one person had to wash fourteen bowls, and his hands were about to be washed thick.

"If we're on the road in ten days, where will we catch them?" Xiao Ren asked again, this time it was not Yue Yang, but Zhu Mengwei.

"When the time comes, it will be in Shanxi, and after passing the Niangzi Pass, if the officials in Shanxi are not sad enough, they may go further." Zhu Mengwei said.

But how can the officials in Shanxi not be sad, the bandits in Shanxi are mountain after mountain, and the Western Qin army has not gone to help them suppress the bandits, even if they pretend, they will also be very sad, it is estimated that there will be more people crying and fainting than Hanzhou Mansion.

"The officials of Beizhili are still pretending, the further west they go, the more real the eyes of those officials become, who is the little emperor? Can you help them fight Tartars and bandits? It's not that we have to rely on our prince, but on our Western Qin army. Jiang Xiujie said that he was Jiang Shuangliu's nephew.

Xiao Ren didn't speak, Yue Yang found a pen and paper, and Xiao Ren's reply was also very brief: Set off in ten days.

He stuffed the note into a bamboo tube, which was tied to the pigeon's leg.

Yue Yang walked to the window with the pigeon in his arms, raised his hands, and the pigeon fluttered its wings and flew into the sky.

The pigeon whistle sounded, and the little girl who was looking around lit up her eyes, and she jumped and ran over, just as she saw the good-looking big brother who was very good at washing dishes.

Yue Yang also saw her, he patted his head, when he released the pigeons, was he seen by this little girl?

Fang Fei bent her eyes and smiled at him.

She had seen Mo dare to release pigeons, and like this big brother, they were all sneaky, and after being hit by her, their expressions were the same, and the young lady said that it was like a living ghost.

Fang Fei was very happy, she was going back to report to Miss.

"Yue Yang, what are you doing?" Xiao Ren asked coldly.

"Qishao, Miss Shen's maid seems to have seen me release pigeons." Yue Yang said with difficulty.

Xiao Ren didn't speak, what if he saw it, it was a trivial matter, and Shen Tong definitely wouldn't even move his brows.

"Qishao, are we really going to stay here for ten days? It's very dangerous, if someone finds out, it will affect the prince. Zhu Mengwei said.

"Will it affect the prince, it is the prince who has the final say, not us." Xiao Ren said.

Isn't it ten days? It's not that he can't wait, but for ten days he and his people will be in the house and won't go anywhere.