75. Hidden Ancient Temple in the Mountains
"Let's not talk about this for a while, doesn't the prince think it's too easy for us to get out of the carved barracks?"
In fact, this is the real reason why Xu Ruqing came to find Zhuang Wanqin.
With half of the troops, just a few of them, even the martial arts of a few people are unfathomable, but after all, two fists are invincible to four hands, if Jiang Liumo doesn't want them to leave, they have nothing to do.
But now they are standing here intact, which is very weird.
How could such an unscrupulous person for the sake of power let go of such a mouthful of fat? Unless it is, there is a back hand.
"It's just a greeting gift."
Yes, in Zhuang Wanqin's eyes, Jiang Liumo's behavior was to give her a meeting gift, so that she owed the other party a favor from the beginning.
But this is all his own opinion, for some people, in Zhuang Wanqin's heart, those inexplicable and ill-intentioned favors, don't do it.
If she has to force it like this, she can deny it!
The soldiers are not tired of cheating, not to mention that she is a general!
"It's a shame that he can figure it out in this way."
It's like Jiang Liumo just played a game with her, and after the curtain is gone, no one knows who is who.
Seeing Zhuang Wanqin's reaction, Xu Ruqing's heart settled down.
He didn't know Jiang Liumo's intentions, but he was afraid that Zhuang Wanqin would agree like this. Agreed to the suggestion that he had repeatedly made but had been ignored.
"Alright, it's not too early, let's go back and rest. When you get to the battlefield, it's no better than those ordinary days, when you're busy, sleeping is a luxury, so cherish this night's time. ”
After speaking, Zhuang Wanqin didn't care whether Xu Ruqing listened to it or not, and walked directly in the direction of the camp.
Although Xu Ruqing said that he was to assist her on the throne, she made it clear many times that she would not have any intention of backing down. On the contrary, it aroused his fighting spirit.
After all, this person is not one of those people around him who knows the details, even if his ancestral home is in Nanguo, there is no guarantee that this person's heart is also here.
After all, so many years have been spent in Zhuhua. For the country that gave birth to him and raised him, she didn't believe that he didn't have any feelings.
When she walked to the front of the tent, Zhuang Wanqin looked back, and the person was still there, following the light, not knowing what he was thinking.
But that's none of her business.
She quietly walked into the tent and saw that Kang Lingqi had already fallen asleep on the bed and clothes.
The night breeze blew in along the curtain that Zhuang Wanqin had opened, causing Kang Lingqi to turn over, just vacating Zhuang Wanqin's position.
Creeping forward, Zhuang Wanqin pulled open the thin quilt that was pushed to the inside of the bed by Kang Lingqi, and gently covered the two of them with a layer.
Looking at Kang Lingqi's tired state unconsciously revealed in her deep sleep, Zhuang Wanqin just gently stroked the messy hair she rubbed on the pillow.
This is the beginning, Xiaoqi, you will know later.
It's not that the king wants to push you out of heaven into the mud, it's just that you will only have enough self-preservation if you really go through it.
At that time, you will truly be worthy of the title of the Prime Minister's daughter.
A few hours were spent in the midst of everyone's rest and adjustment.
By the time the sun came to the land again, the soldiers were already practicing.
The corpses outside the city are still burning, and depending on the situation, Kefa will not come to harass them in the past few days.
This also gave the people stationed in Congcheng a chance to breathe.
Before Zhuang Wanqin arrived, Kefa's attack on Congcheng did not stop for a moment.
Moreover, because the opponent has a large number of troops, they come in turns. After a long wheel war, the soldiers of Congcheng were already a little unbearable.
And due to the scarcity of medicines, many wounded soldiers were left untreated. Today, these people are concentrating on their wounds in a big tent.
And Zhuang Wanqin took advantage of such a free time to walk around.
First of all, the soldiers were greeted one by one, so that the decadence of the soldiers was swept away.
No matter how Zhuang Wanyan forbade people to spread Zhuang Wanqin's deeds, as the original ones who fought with Zhuang Wanqin, they would never forget it.
Zhuang Wanqin saw these uplifting smiling faces, and her mood was inexplicably good.
It's like stacking up their happiness.
After that, she walked through the city that had long since changed, and still followed the route she took when she came to play, but she could no longer find the comfortable mood she had at the beginning.
However, it is not all sadness.
The scenes that came into her eyes were telling her what she should do next.
This is her duty, since she has assumed this identity, there are some things that she should bring to these people.
For example, the happiness that used to be everywhere.
She remembered that there was a hill on the edge of the city, and there was a temple on the mountain, and below the temple was a clear spring.
It is said that the water in the spring is so clean that it does not leave any residue when used for boiling, and it is sweet and delicious when used for cooking.
Therefore, even though this spring is hidden in the mountains, there are still many people who go to fetch water.
Some of the old people even left their homes at dawn and were already descending the mountain when the others went.
She once had the privilege of eating a meal made with this spring water at an old man's house, and at that moment, she just wanted to say that the good things were not necessarily those that were famous, and some of them were not well-known, but also boutiques.
When she reached the hill, as expected, the temple had long since been empty, leaving a dusty Buddha statue to sit there quietly.
Whether you go or not, He is there, waiting for you.
He may not be able to truly bless you, but he can give you peace of mind.
Zhuang Wanqin actually doesn't believe in Buddhism, but whenever she sees a Buddha statue, she will go over to worship it.
It can also be regarded as a tribute to the founder of this temple.
After doing this, Zhuang Wanqin turned around and walked towards the spring in front of the temple.
It may have been a long time since anyone had been here, and every few steps, Zhuang Wanqin would crash into a spider web.
It's a good thing that those spiders didn't have a web that they had managed to weave, otherwise it would really make Zhuang Wanqin's heart tighten.
Even though she knew that these little things didn't do her any harm, she just watched them panic.
After breaking the branches of the unknown number of bushes, Zhuang Wanqin finally saw the spring that let the people of Congcheng pass on the word of mouth.
Luckily, it hasn't dried up yet.
The clear water gushed out from the ground, bouncing over one stone after another like merry elves.
The stones have become as smooth as jade under their perennial polishing, and they gently send these little droplets to distant places.
Zhuang Wanqin took out the bamboo tube she had prepared in advance and took some water, intending to quench her thirst, but unexpectedly, an abrupt voice broke the calm here.
"Donor, stop, you can't drink this water."
Following the prestige, there was already a person standing on the road that had been opened by himself.