Zhan Zhao was not too hungry, pushed back the invitation of the county lord, sat a little farther away, the county lord ate this meal elegantly, but not slow at all, a bowl of rice mixed with vegetables, bacon, sorghum rice and white rice, after a while, he watched the county lord of Changping pinch a piece of cake, wiped the remaining rice grains and oil in the lunch box, stuffed it into his mouth, and then took a bowl of soup and drank it.

“……”

The lunch box is probably as clean as new.

Zhan Zhao even began to wonder for a while that the imperial court was so poor that even after the martyrs, the lord of the county treated him harshly, so that the family could not even afford to eat.

"You look at this letter first."

Fang Ruohua didn't know about this hero's belly, he was full of food and drink, stuffed the lunch box back into the baggage, rummaged through it again, and took out a letter from it and handed it over.

Zhan Zhao first looked at the county lord's hand, which was also slender and beautiful, but it was at first glance, and when he looked closely, it was so thick that it seemed to be different from the carpenter farmer who was used to doing rough work.

Before he could come back to his senses, the hand had already stuffed the letter over, and Zhan Zhao took it and looked at it, and his expression couldn't help but gradually become solemn.

The person who wrote the letter is the son of Fang Yuanshan, the commander of the Feiyu Army in Western Xia, Fang Fu, the words in the letter are quite ambiguous, and the old love alone is described on three pages, and finally it is mentioned that the other party hates someone to insult the county lord of Changping, so he sent people straight into Tokyo, plundered the Jiang family and his wife, and prepared to send the county lord to vent his anger.

Zhanzhao: "......"

The old man who was standing aside and was in charge of scooping soup for the people working in the crop field sighed: "That person doesn't know what to do, how much can these small means that cannot be put on the table work?" ”

"It's not to disgust me, it's to make it easier to grab food."

Fang Ruohua sighed, "It's just that it's Jiang Ruoyu who has a relationship with my cheap fiancé, even if I want to be angry, can I find someone's father?" ”

She just said it casually, then smiled slightly, and said to Zhanzhao, "I have been dealing with Fang Fu for seven or eight years, he has never played cards according to common sense, whether he is marching or doing things, he thinks of a play is a play, it is always confusing, and it is also the most headache, but fortunately, no matter what he wants to do, Jiang Shilang and his wife are still alive, and Kaifeng Mansion should be a good deal." ”

Zhanzhao: "......"

He didn't know what to say at this time, and he always felt that what was more serious now was the sympathy revealed in this letter, which was affectionate, and even he couldn't help but blush and heartbeat when he read those sweet words.

A general of Western Xia, the only daughter of the Marquis of Zhenxi, who is concerned with the defense and security of the northwest, and the lord of the great Song Dynasty, there is such an ambiguous letter between the two, isn't it terrible?

Fang Ruohua looked at Zhanzhao's face, clapped his hands, and said with a smile: "Good idea!" ”

She pondered for a moment, then turned her head and said to Fang Yingxuan, who had been silent: "Ying Xuan, you and the big backer of the Feiyu Army, Zhang Guanzi, the first strategist of Western Xia, was good at **, and once married Jin Lan, and now although he is in Western Xia, he is still a red heart to the Great Song Dynasty, do you understand?" ”

Fang Yingxuan nodded: "Yes, the relationship between the two of us is extraordinary." ”

"Then why don't you write an affectionate letter and hand it over to Xiao Yan'er to arrange for someone to send it to Xingqing, don't forget to make a good appointment to contact the code, well, since people send information for us and are loyal to the Great Song Dynasty, our Majesty will naturally have to pay tribute, and when Li Yuanhao is escorted to Tokyo, it will be the time for him to pay homage to the Marquis."

"Yes."

"Since the secret letter is a secret letter, it is natural to hide it tightly, and since the secret language is a secret language, Li Yuanhao can't easily crack it, do you say?"

"Indeed."

In a few words, the two of them turned one of the strategists that Li Yuanhao relies on very much now into a loyal and righteous man with a heart in the Great Song Dynasty in Western Xia, and it is really easy to arrive.

I don't know why, Zhan Zhao's tense emotions for the case were gradually calmed down, and in front of the face of the county lord of Changping, who didn't care at all, he also felt that the Hubu squire was killed, no, the case of being robbed didn't seem to be as serious as imagined.

On this day, the county lord said a few words, and then went to the grass hut on the edge of the field with the general to discuss matters, he saw from a distance more than a dozen people in the rivers and lakes, countless silver-armored generals, and those ordinary people are working hard, he really can't stay in the field, he can only carry the giant sword behind him, roll up his sleeves, and join the autumn harvest army.

That night, he was taken back to Zhenxi Hou Mansion, and as soon as he lay down in the guest room, Zhan Zhao let out a long breath, only feeling that when he was still in the rivers and lakes, in order to kill the Miao Jiang prostitute Xie Yukun, he didn't sleep for three days and three nights in a row, and he was not as tired as today's half-day farm work.

Breakfast was a pot of millet porridge and meat steamed buns on a pot, Zhanzhao found that he actually cherished it after eating, and he didn't even miss a grain of rice, he finally understood, sure enough, who knew that the food on the plate was hard!

After eating, Fang Ruohua rinsed his mouth and washed his hands, wiped it clean, and then smiled at Zhanzhao: "I have replied to Fang, so I will go and bring Lord Jiang and his wife back today." ”

Fang Yingxuan was still gnawing on the chicken legs, and when he heard this, he said: "The county lord went to change into that finch feather coat, but he couldn't lose his momentum." ”

Fang Ruohua thought about it, so he went into the house to change his clothes, Fang Yingxuan looked up at Zhanzhao and sighed softly: "Zhan Daxia, please help me bring a message to Zhao Zixi when you return to Beijing, our county lord has a good son who likes Guangfeng Jiyue, he is not rare at all, no matter how busy he is, presumably the county lord will also squeeze out time to return the marriage, King Ning is a dignified county king, he can't come to our town Xicheng by himself, send someone to send the marriage book back, and we don't dislike it." ”

Zhanzhao: "......"

From these words, I really heard 120,000 points of dissatisfaction.

Zhan Zhao heard that Fang Yingxuan was the general who was selected home by the old marquis, and studied and practiced martial arts with the sons of the Fang family, the old marquis regarded as his righteous son, and he has been cultivating by his side.

But at this time, looking at his words and deeds, he seemed to be a servant of the Marquis of Zhenxi, especially in front of the county lord of Changping, who cared for him and respected him more sincerely.

There are indeed people who are in high positions and do not forget their roots, but every time they meet one more, it will always make people happy.

As soon as Fang Ruohua came out, Fang Yingxuan praised: "The beauty of the county lord, forget the vulgar when you see it!" ”

Fang Ruohua: "......"

Now that she has been praised three times a day, she has come home after the exam, and she is about to regard herself as a rare peerless beauty.