Chapter 127: Military Intelligence? She's alive
Known as the first beauty in the northwest, Jiang Xiaolian's beauty does not need to be said, and this time she came to see Meng Yuanheng, she seemed to have been deliberately dressed up, and she looked even more picturesque, her skin was like clotted fat, Tingting was curly, graceful, a pair of Danfeng eyes were charming and charming, and the brilliance of the eye waves was fully displayed, and a few plum blossoms in full bloom behind her complemented each other, which was particularly touching, and even Yun Fei, who had always been accustomed to seeing the wind and moon, was secretly praised.
Unlike the unattainable and ethereal beauty of the Palace Master of the Flower Moon Palace, Jiang Xiaolian's beauty is a little more grounded, and it is obviously easier to get the pity and love of men.
Noticing the obvious disappointed look on her face, Yun Fei smiled and said loudly: "Miss Jiang, my prince is busy with military affairs, and it is inconvenient to meet guests, I don't know what important military information Miss Jiang has, can you convey it on your behalf?" β
After biting her lip and being silent for a while, she insisted to Yun Fei that her important military situation must be reported to King Xuan in person, otherwise she would stand outside the door of the study and keep arguing until King Xuan was willing to see her.
Facing this woman who was blinded by Meng Yuanheng's hue and obviously didn't know what to do, Yun Fei clenched her fists, and really wanted to wake her up with an ear scraper.
This woman is really naΓ―ve, she dares to play a scoundrel in front of Meng Yuanheng. It is estimated that before she saw Meng Yuanheng's face, her head fell to the ground.
However, Yun Fei thought that compared with Meng Yuanheng, a cold-blooded and ruthless guy, he still felt more pity for the jade, he laughed dryly, and said a little helplessly: "I didn't expect Miss Jiang's mind to be ...... is so persistent, it's just that my prince really doesn't have time to meet guests today, why don't you come back to see Miss Jiang another day? β
Yun Fei felt that in order to maintain the prestige of the Meng family army and save Jiang Xiaolian's life, she really had to work hard, but obviously this woman did not appreciate it. She raised her eyebrows slightly, and said solemnly: "What is the crime of delaying the military situation, doesn't Yun Gongzi know?" There may be spies of the enemy country in this Jingzhou City, could it be that Yun Gongzi thinks that such an important military situation can also be reported another day? β
Jiang Xiaolian's pretentious demeanor made Yun Fei couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, but seeing her serious appearance, he was not sure whether to take her to see Meng Yuanheng. After thinking about it, Yun Fei felt that it was better to be cautious, and would rather believe it or not, so he said to Jiang Xiaolian: "In this case, Miss Jiang will come with me." β
In the study, Meng Yuanheng noticed the woman who followed Yun Fei into the door, and then felt the gaze projected by this woman on him, his handsome face sank, and he was about to attack, Yun Fei's eyes were clear, and he was busy clearing his responsibilities, and explained to Meng Yuanheng: "Lord Wang, Miss Jiang, she really has an important military report, she said that there are enemy spies in Jingzhou City. β
I'm sorry, the first beauty in the Northwest, there is no door to hell, you want to break in, no matter how sorry my son is, it is impossible to sacrifice his life to accompany him, so you should face this terrible man yourself.
After Jiang Xiaolian entered the study, her eyes were glued to Meng Yuanheng and she couldn't take her eyes off.
Although Jiang Xiaolian grew up in the northwest, he also heard the name of Meng Yuanheng like thunder, but he didn't have the opportunity to meet, and he always regretted it. She is both talented and beautiful, and she thinks very highly of herself, and always feels that only a hero in the world like Meng Yuanheng is worthy of herself.
On that day, the Meng family army descended from heaven like a divine soldier, and occupied Jingzhou City and Taishou Mansion without much effort, and it was this man who mercilessly ordered all 37 members of his family to be put in prison. It stands to reason that she should have held a grudge against him, but that day, when she saw his tall, thin and upright figure and cold and handsome face from a distance, she felt that she couldn't hate him at all.
Later, her father contracted a cold in prison, and his condition worsened and needed medical treatment, and she begged for him to be allowed to go out of prison for medical treatment, and agreed to let her accompany her to take care of her. At that moment, she really cried with joy, always thinking that it was her filial piety that moved this cold and ruthless man.
So, will he look the other way for himself?
If Meng Yuanheng knew that Jiang Xiaolian's wishful thinking was obviously the idea of the girl Huaichun, he would probably be dumbfounded and couldn't cry or laugh.
No matter how scheming and strategizing he was, he would never have thought that a casual decision he made a few days ago would make Jiang Xiaolian have countless beautiful fantasies. At that time, he just felt that Jiang Tianyu was still an acquaintance, and he was anxious to miss Mo'er, so he left Jiang Tianyu's life in a flash.
He never imagined that because of his kindness, this Jiang Xiaolian would cause trouble between him and Mo'er in the future.
It's just that at this moment, he can no longer stand the obvious admiration of this unknown woman looking at him, which makes him feel extremely disgusted. Forcibly suppressed the majestic anger in his heart, his face was condensed, his eyes were bright, and he said to Jiang Xiaolian without the slightest emotion: "Say, who is the spy?" Is there any evidence? If you talk nonsense casually, this king will behead you for the crime of disturbing the morale of the army by falsely spreading military information. β
Facing Meng Yuanheng's icy cold eyes and tone, Jiang Xiaolian's originally eager mood seemed to be poured with a basin of ice water, and the bursts of heart-penetrating coldness made her teeth tremble a little, and her heartbeat was like a drum, thumping.
She secretly exhaled, and after barely stabilizing her mind, she took out a crumpled note from her sleeve pocket, as well as a few black pills, and said in a trembling voice: "Lord Xuan, when Xiao Lian was decocting medicine for her father in the mansion today, she accidentally found that a few birds of no return had fallen from their bodies...... Stuff...... It's very strange, like some kind of elixir, after a closer look, I found that there are some small notes with strange symbols hidden in this elixir, so Xiao Lian thinks that this is likely to be a secret word for the spy to exchange news with the enemy, and ask Prince Xuan to take a look. β
In fact, Jiang Xiaolian knew that these pills were the feces of those few non-returning birds, but as a lady with an elegant and beautiful temperament, she really didn't have the courage to say the word "feces" in public, so she had to use the vague word "thing".
The birds of no return live in the north all year round, extremely hardy, even in the cold winter wax moon, snow-capped, they are also high and wide, soaring in all directions, so they are called "no return" by the people here.
Although Jiang Xiaolian's words were vague, several people in the room understood and understood the meaning of her words. It's a bit strange to just use the excrement of the non-returnable birds to deliver the message. After listening to Jiang Xiaolian's words, except for Meng Yuanheng, the rest of the people turned their heads to her hands, slightly suspicious and a little surprised.
Meng Yuanheng sat sideways, his eyes narrowed slightly, one hand caressing the little girl's snow-white hair, and the other hand tapped his index finger on the arm of the chair, obviously looking too lazy to pay attention.
Jiang Xiaolian lowered her head and kept her hands in the posture of handing it over, seeing that Meng Yuanheng didn't respond for a long time, she could only peek at him a few times from the corner of her eye, and her arms couldn't help but tremble slightly. Seeing this, Yun Fei knew that Meng Yuanheng would not talk to Jiang Xiaolian directly.
However, after listening to Jiang Xiaolian's words just now, he felt that this woman still had some brains, and the practice of using birds to send messages to each other has existed since ancient times, so it is not impossible to use the excrement of non-returning birds to transmit messages. He glanced at Meng Yuanheng, who was not moving, and resigned himself to take the note and pill in Jiang Xiaolian's hand, and checked it with Xie Mingyu, Leng Aoshuang, Wen Renyuan and others.
Jiang Xiaolian was right, these pills looked no different from ordinary pills from the outside, but the outer layer seemed to have undergone some special treatment, which was particularly hard and not easy to be corroded and digested.
Carefully spread out, the wrinkled strip of paper is indeed drawn with some crooked symbols, long or short, high and low, very weird.
"It seems that this should be some kind of script, but there should be no country in several countries today that has such a script." Rao is Xie Mingyu is well-informed and knowledgeable, but his eyebrows are also tightly locked, and he can't crack it.
I don't even know the son of Mingyu, who is famous all over the world and is recognized as a rich learner, let alone others. But as soon as Xie Mingyu's words fell, the man who had been sitting sideways behind the desk as if he was pretending to sleep got up suddenly, and everyone felt a flower in front of them, and in the next second, the notes in Xie Mingyu's hand reached his hand.
Meng Yuanheng stared at the tiny strips of paper in his hand tightly, his originally cold and ruthless eyes had long been overwhelmed by the sudden ecstasy. At this moment, there was only one realization left in his mind, and this realization made his entire body tremble slightly.
Mo'er ...... Mo'er ...... You're still alive......