As if in response to Bai Qi's words, Han Yan reached out and took out a letter from his arms, handed it to Bai Qi, and said with a smile: "This letter was sent by mistake, please let the caravan send it again." ”

Bai Qi was stunned for a moment, he obviously read it carefully before sending the letter, and there was no mistake at all!

When he took the letter and looked at it, he became more and more sure that he had not sent it wrong!

Because the envelope style of this letter is completely different from the previous letter sent to Han Yan!

Bai Qi looked at the letter in his hand, and then at Han Yan, with a look of astonishment.

He has been sending letters for Han Yan for many years, and he has never seen this letter at all!

And the envelope stated that it was addressed to Zhen Guogong, with the relationship between Han Yan and Zheng Guogong, and the convenience of Han Yan now serving in the army, it was only appropriate for Han Yan to send this letter.

Then why did Han Yan make a special trip to hand over the letter to him, and then ask him to send someone to Zhen Guogong?

Bai Qi was sure that the letter was not Han Yan's handwriting, and it was not the handwriting of the two people who usually wrote to Han Yan, but he didn't understand Han Yan's intentions in arranging it so much, and he was even more curious about where this letter came from.

Han Yan couldn't tell Bai Qi the truth, so he had to explain vaguely: "Maybe the sender sent the wrong message." Since a letter was not addressed to me, or if it was explicitly asked for me to pass it on, it would be most appropriate for the sender to send it to the town of the country. ”

Fortunately, my father was cautious, and every time he wrote a letter to him, he specially changed the font, otherwise it would be really difficult to explain to Bai Qi at this time.

Of course, Bai Qi knew that Han Yan's remarks could not withstand scrutiny, but in fact, it was not the first time that Han Yan's words and deeds could not stand up to scrutiny, and his long-term respect and obedience made him almost unable to have any rash inquirement.

"Then I will take someone to the Liaodong Army camp and send this letter to Chen Guohong, and I will never delay the business." Bai Qi laughed.

"Thank you for your hard work." Han Yan smiled and patted Zhen Guogong's shoulder.

"It should be, it should be! What are you doing with Brother Han and I being so polite! Bai Qi laughed.

Although he was still puzzled, he did not continue to ask about the "wrong letter".

……

Bai Qi acted quickly, and the letter was delivered to the Liaodong Army camp on the same day.

At this time, it was already the beginning of the oblique moon, there was a dark silence between the heavens and the earth, and the camp of the Liaodong Army was even more solemn, except for the occasional patrolling soldiers, there were only the sound of insects from time to time and the roar of beasts in the distant mountains.

In the main account, Zhen Guogong looked at the five thin and handsome ink characters on the envelope, and his brows were twisted together.

"What about the messenger? What did he say? Who sent the letter to him? Zhen Guogong asked with a frown.

was able to deliver a letter to him in the middle of the night, which shows that the other party is urging very urgently.

But he really couldn't think of it, now that the border is peaceful, and Emperor Yuan Jia, who is far away in the capital, is busy enriching the harem with a big draft girl, what can make the other party so anxious to send someone to send him this letter overnight?

The handwriting was unfamiliar, which meant that it was not a letter from home, nor was it written by any of his relatives and friends he was familiar with.

Wei Feng replied: "The person who delivered the letter is a young man from the caravan of Wang Ji Mahang, and he said that the letter was brought by the caravan from the capital. Seeing that it was written above that it was written by Grandpa Guo himself, he didn't dare to delay, so he sent the letter overnight.

"As for the rest, he doesn't know anything about it."

"Wang Ji Ma Xing?" Zhen Guogong paused to open the letter, frowned and spoke.

"Exactly." Wei Feng responded, "Wang Yaozu, the owner of Wang Ji Ma Xing, that is, the nephew of General Wang, has been stationed in the capital since the beginning of spring last year, and he has not returned for the Chinese New Year this year, so he seems to have found a good business outlet in the capital."

"Therefore, Wang Ji Maxing's caravan often traveled back and forth between the capital and Liaodong, transporting goods for his own family, and also helping to deliver letters and goods part-time, and he also earned more silver on one trip."

Because of Wang Jigao's matter, he had already figured out the personnel related to him, among which Wang Yaozu, as the number one assistant to help "sell stolen goods", was the top priority of his investigation.

These superficial things, he naturally investigated them clearly early in the morning.

"Resident in the capital, it seems that I have found some way to do good business...... Zhen Guogong frowned and pondered, and speculated, "Could it be that he has taken the path of Zhao Guifei again?" ”

Wei Feng frowned and said, "My subordinates will investigate tomorrow." ”

Zhen Guogong nodded and said no more.

Wei Feng has followed him since he was a child, and he has always been stable and reliable in his work, and he doesn't need to worry about it at all if the task is assigned.

The envelope was opened, and the letterhead was pulled out, revealing only a thin two-page sheet.

Zhen Guogong didn't look at the content, but first turned to the end to see the name of the letter writer - Yu Qiao's own handwriting.

Yu Qiao...... Yu Qiao...... Yu Qiao ...... "Zhen Guogong silently recited the name of the payment a few times, while trying to recall in his heart who this person is.

But there was a mess in my head.

"Yu Qiao, is it the word of Lord Han Qianhan of Taichang Temple?" It was Wei Feng who thought about it first and hesitated.

"Taichang Siqing Han Qian?!" Zhen Guogong was stunned for a moment, "How could he think of writing to me?" ”

Although he and Han Qian are colleagues, they are both literate and martial, and he is stationed in Liaodong for a long time, and rarely goes back to the capital, even if he goes back occasionally, he just goes to the palace to report to Emperor Yuanjia, talk about the situation in the border area, or visit relatives and friends who have not seen him for many years, and say goodbye.

For ordinary entertainment, he almost didn't go, and naturally he didn't have the opportunity to have deep friendships with all kinds of Beijing officials in the capital.

For example, the Taichang Temple Qing Han who is writing to him right now, the two are just a friendship of meeting and saying hello, how can the other party write to him coldly?

Zhen Guogong frowned slightly, lowered his head and flipped through the letters.

"Guogong Taijian...... Qian has a young son, the most unscrupulous, unruly...... Now I am drowning in Liaodong, and I can't miss it...... Grandpa Wan Wangguo remembers the friendship of colleagues and takes care of one or two...... If the young son can ......"

Young son!

When Zhen Guogong saw this, his heart jumped and he stood up suddenly.

"What's the matter, Grandpa Guo? But what happened? Wei Feng hurriedly asked, looking worried.

"Han Qian asked me to take care of his young son, Han Yan!" Zhen Guogong frowned.

"Han Yan!" Wei Feng lost his voice and whispered, the youngest son of Han Qian, the Qing of Taichang Temple, was called "Han Yan"!

The two looked at each other, and there was silence.

After a long time, Zhen Guogong asked first: "Do you think, Han Qian's youngest son Yan, is it Han Yan in front of us?" ”

He has always been impatient with these entertainments, and he doesn't remember people very much, for Taichang Siqing Han Qian, he just knows that there is such a person, and his face and body are very vague.

These things have always been done by Wei Feng for him.