In the evening, it began to rain.

First there were a few bean-sized raindrops, and then the whole world was quickly wrapped in a pouring rain, and there was a faint sound of thunder in the distance.

It's summer rain.

The heavy rain has emptied the entire Pingjing City, and the lights of every house have been lit up, except for the watchmen in their robes, few people walk around the streets.

Bai Yi and Bai Shijun carried a large basket full of medicinal herbs, wore bamboo hats, and wore grass and ponchos, and walked briskly in the direction of home.

The top of the bamboo basket is covered with two layers of oiled paper, and three layers of dry straw are padded in the oiled paper, and the outside is tied tightly with straw rope to ensure that the basket does not enter water for an hour in the rain - but it is difficult to say after a long time.

Fortunately, when the rain started, they were already in the city.

After a while, the two finally walked to the entrance of their own alley, Bai Yi reached out to take out the key in his arms, and his steps became faster and faster, but before he reached the door, he saw a familiar figure standing in the shadows.

“…… Fourteen? Bai Yi stopped, "Why are you here, Bai Ling is back?" ”

Bai Shijun's ears pricked up, "Huh? Is Boling back? ”

"It's not." Wei Shishi said in a low voice, he glanced at Bai Yi with a complicated face, and said softly, "Let's go into the house and talk about it." ”

From Wei Shixi's expression, Bai Yi read something wrong.

He immediately stepped forward to open the door, but because it was dark and anxious, the key could not be inserted into the lock several times, and when he finally opened the door, he quickly took the big medicine basket from Bai Shijun's side, and took it with the one on his shoulder.

Two large medicine baskets were placed on the floor of the hall of the room, and Bai Yi lit the lamp with a fire fold.

Bai Shijun opened the medicine basket, only to see that some of the herbs on the face and sides looked to have been soaked in water, he skillfully took a stack of straw paper, sandwiched the damp medicine between the two sheets of paper, and then spread it on the dry ground.

Bai Yi was actually a little dry at this time, but he didn't care about boiling water, so he simply sorted out the table and asked Wei Shishi to sit down and talk in detail. At first, Bai Shijun was still fiddling with medicinal herbs, and when he heard that Bai Ling was involved in the harem witch Gu case, his movements froze there, and when he heard Lin Jieyu say that Bai Ling had an affair with the guards, Bai Yi's eyes almost burst into flames, "Blood spews people!" ”

"Where is Bai Ling now?" Bai Shijun asked.

“…… In the Penal Division. Wei XIV replied.

Bai Shijun only felt that his eyes were dark, and he was a little unstable, he quickly grabbed Bai Shijun's shoulders and helped him to his place and sat down.

"Imperial Physician Bai doesn't have to worry too much, Bai Ling's situation is different from the other palace people who have been sent to the Shen Punishment Division, she is only temporarily imprisoned there, and no one will dare to touch her before the Holy Lord interrogates her."

"That'...... That's also the Punishment Division. Bai Shijun's voice was pitiful, he was a little at a loss for a moment, and almost immediately stood up from his chair, "I'm going to find the envoy of the Qin Academy—"

"Doctor Bai, wait a minute." Wei Shishi said softly, he took out a piece of shredded paper from his sleeve, pressed it lightly on the table, and pushed it in front of Bai Yi, "This was given to me by Bai Ling last night, and she asked me to transfer this to Bai Yi, so that you two don't worry." ”

Bai Yi almost immediately opened the folded piece of paper with both hands, and when he opened it, there was a string of symbols that resembled ghost drawings on it—Bai Yi knew that this must have been written in an extremely short time and a very critical situation.

He tried several directions in opposite directions, and finally understood what was written on this piece of paper—

Let the bullets fly

"Dad, don't go to the envoy of the Qin Academy." Bai Yi frowned with some difficulty, "Bai Ling, she ...... Or let's wait. ”

……

A flash of lightning struck, and soon there was a thunderbolt.

Shizi was slightly startled by this voice, but he still sat upright, listening carefully to the discussion between Master Sun, Master Zhang, and his father King Gong. Father King Gong obviously didn't like him to interject the first time he came, so after being reprimanded several times, "Shut up!" You know what! After that, Shiko decided to remain silent for the time being.

In the discussion of this night, a chain of corrupt and shocking officialdom faintly appeared in front of him, he listened to Zhang Shouzhong and Sun Beiji discuss the new round of candidates for the appointment of the Xiangbei Qincha, some of the names he had heard, some of which he had not, but he carefully wrote down everyone's names and Sun and Zhang's evaluation of them.

"Last month, the minister said that the dispatch of grain, grass and troops in the north is by no means the end of the battle." Speaking of excitement, Zhang Shouzhong stood up, "It's a pity that my Great Zhou has worked hard in the Apocalypse and Jianxi dynasties!" It's a pity that my generals and leaders have regained a large amount of lost territory in the sixty years of infighting, disintegration, and even the final rebellion! ”

Hearing that Zhang Shouzhong counted "Jianxi" into the "hard work", Sun Beiji couldn't help frowning.

This is true - he still remembers the first year of Jianxi, at the beginning of Emperor Jianxi's accession to the throne, the young emperor who sat on the throne and was full of heroic spirit, opened up his words widely, selected talents and abilities, and everyone sighed that there was a succession in the Great Zhou Dynasty...... However, in just twenty years, the former wise monarch devoted all his energy to immortality and metaphysical cultivation, and became moody and self-serving.

Sun Beiji has not been able to understand this - what is wrong?

Zhang Shouzhong continued, "...... In the past, when the gold thieves were torn apart, we could still join forces and profit from it. Now that they have swept away the civil strife, at most they will recuperate and run in for two or three more years, and there will be a big war in the north! But can the soldiers of my Zhou people still be as brave and good at fighting as they were twenty years ago? Can the court of my Zhou people still be as united as it was twenty years ago? ”

Everyone here felt heartbroken.

The prince only felt that his heart was surging with blood, and the hand in his sleeve had already been tightly clenched into a fist - he had heard Zhang Shouzhong tell countless times that in the early years of the previous dynasty, because the border was unbearable and the war was unbearable, the first emperor was forced to send Princess Changle to the north with ten thousand gold to make peace, and the Manchu Dynasty was ashamed of it.

But the Zhou people were weak at that time and could only be ravaged by others. Then, after decades of Taoguang cultivation, the Zhou people trained day and night, selected war horses, and countless skilled craftsmen and strong soldiers worked together, and a number of impregnable fortifications were built on the border, which finally had the strength to fight with the gold thieves.

The national border of the Great Zhou Dynasty expanded inch by inch to the north in the late period of the Apocalypse, and when it came to the Jianxi period, the internal fighting of the gold thieves gradually rose - in the twenty-second year of Jianxi, it was directly divided into eight tribes, and the generals of the northern land of the Great Zhou went north in one go.

So far, all the lost ground that had been encroached upon in the previous dynasties has been recovered.

However, only thirteen years later, the Arslan tribe, which had become strong again, began to harass the people of the north again.

This battle has been fought for ten years, and the more it is fought, the more powerless it becomes...... Sometimes, between the strength and weakness of a dynasty, it is just a flick of a finger in the past ten years.

"We're running out of time." Sun Beiji said in a low voice.

Zhang Shouzhong suddenly seemed to remember something, "By the way, late last night, the sudden witch Gu case in Chuxiu Palace, I don't know if the prince has heard about it?" ”

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