Feng Yu was holding a letter in his hand, an oily yellow envelope, which looked a little wrinkled, and there was no handwriting on the surface, this envelope Feng Yu had always put it close to him.

Placed in the innermost white undershirt position, it was for fear of damage in the slightest, but fortunately, after a long journey and so many battles, this envelope was still intact.

"In Xia Fengyu, I have seen General Jiang. Feng Yu also stood in front of Jiang Shuangtian's horse's head, stood beside Da Amu, bowed his head slightly, and said respectfully.

He, Feng Yu, is just a wanderer, neither an official nor plays an important role in the Ximin, so he naturally doesn't need to pay a big salute to Jiang Shuangtian, so Feng Yu is already expressing his respect for the legend in front of him.

"Well, Feng Yu, the leader of the Da'an Gang, I listened to what I said before, I know who you are, it's very good, just say what you have to say. Jiang Shuangtian smiled faintly, and said with a shake of the fat on his face.

Hearing this, Feng Yu didn't immediately explain anything, but looked left and right, and then looked at Jiang Shuangtian with extremely serious eyes, and said softly: "This matter is extremely private. ”

This left and right naturally includes Lord Da Amu, who is not very interested in any privacy, smiled on his face, arched his hand and said: "Don't delay the general to deal with important matters, the next official will retreat." After saying that, he turned around and left, and smiled at Feng Da Gang Leader the moment he turned over and got on the horse.

Then Jiang Shuangtian rode his horse out again, Feng Yu followed closely on the side, and after no one was around, Jiang Shuangtian looked at Feng Yu and said, "Gang Master Feng, can you talk now?"

"Yes, that's fine. Feng Yu looked around, then nodded slightly, then grabbed the two corners of the envelope with both hands and handed it up, and said at the same time: "I wonder if the general has ever recognized the handwriting and handprints of His Royal Highness the Prince?"

Yes, the envelope that Feng Yu has been putting close to him is the same thing that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince wrote to Feng Yu with pen and ink similar to a letter of commitment in Li Linlou's Grand Priest's Mansion that day.

It was His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who persuaded Feng Yu to come to Pinghe to dissuade him, and he would definitely give them an explanation afterwards, Feng Yu was worried, so Yuan Kong wrote such a thing to Feng Yu as his crown prince.

And Feng Yu is like this now, and there are two purposes for handing over this letter to Jiang Shuangtian, one is to confirm whether the young man in the red robe is really the prince, and the other is to let the legend in front of him know, because he thinks that this upright person in the rumor will definitely not let their prince do anything against his word.

In the end, Feng Yu actually can't believe it, but he can't believe His Royal Highness the Prince, who is famous for visiting the Qinglou to compete for the wind and being jealous, and walking the eagle and walking the dog in the imperial city.

On the other hand, he had a good faith in General Chiang, and he believed that such a person would never do anything to withhold or tear up the letters.

"To recognize nature is to recognize it. As soon as Jiang Shuangtian heard that Feng Yu was talking about His Royal Highness the Prince, his brows furrowed, and he wondered how the leader of the Da'an Gang in front of him had anything to do with His Royal Highness, thinking about it, he reached out and took the envelope in Feng Yu's hand.

With fingers as thick as a radish, he opened the oily yellow envelope, pulled out the white letterhead from it, unfolded it carefully, and looked at it, Jiang Shuangtian was in his heart, and before he read its contents, he said softly: "It is indeed the handwriting of His Royal Highness the Prince, and this handprint is also His Highness." ”

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is good at calligraphy, and he is even more praised by his teacher, Wang Mingji, who has everyone's style and bones, and his handwriting is still very easy to recognize, but don't think that Jiang Shuangtian is a fat man, and he is not very educated if he leads troops to fight.

The big characters on the plaque on the door of his Yongding Mansion were written by him, and of course the writing was not very good, but this did not prevent him from recognizing the handwriting, and as for the handprints of His Royal Highness the Prince, many people remembered them in their hearts.

Hearing that General Jiang affirmed that this was written by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, Feng Yu's heart was relieved.

It was only at this moment that he finally had a feeling that they were once again relied on, and the previous one was the ambitious cave master.

Heaven pity them to see that their lives are so miserable in the land of Xitui.

After suffering from the humiliation and oppression of the Western people, they finally had a hope, but in the end they were still used by others and became gunmen, I don't know when they will be able to truly be the master of this land.

He, Feng Yu, was alone in the case of the collapse of his faith, from Jucang to Pinghe Giant City, and completed the mission of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to the current extent.

If it is fake this time, it will also be deceived and used by others, Feng Yu may not be able to withstand such a blow again.

Just when Feng Yu's heart was thinking about this, Jiang Shuangtian was carefully looking at the content on the paper, the more he looked at it, the more Jiang Shuangtian's brows wrinkled, and his eyebrows were almost the same as that of the Sichuan Prime Minister Han Songluo, until in the end, they were even more screwed together, which looked a little terrifying in Feng Yu's eyes, and his heart jumped, almost thinking that this person Tu Mo didn't want to break the contract.

After reading the last line of the letter, Jiang Shuangtian Huo Ran raised his head and looked at Feng Yu with straight eyes, the content of the letter was very simple, Jiang Shuangtian quickly understood, but through this letter, Jiang Shuangtian knew that he should act immediately, and asked: "I came to ask you, Your Highness, where did he write this letter to you." ”

Whew, it turned out to be this question, Feng Yu's heart sighed, and then he said slowly: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is in the mansion of the Grand Priest of Jucang City, and he wrote this letter to me. ”

"Jucang, Jucang again, Your Highness, he is really not in Pinghe. Jiang Shuangtian muttered in a low voice, and before he could speak, he didn't have time to stuff the letterhead in his hand into the envelope, and handed the white letterhead to Feng Yu along with the oily yellow envelope and said, "Continue to follow the content of the letter, you have to take this letter well." ”

"Yes, yes. Feng Yu took the letter and nodded, and then silently looked at Jiang Shuangtian's back as he turned his horse's head and left.

At this time, Li Piaoxue also led people to escort the remnants of the homeless people back, just in time to meet Jiang Shuangtian, who came quickly.

"General Li, leave the rest of the matter to them to deal with, quickly reorganize the army, let's return to the garrison, integrate 100,000 horses, and quickly march in the direction of Jucang. Jiang Shuangtian yelled at Li Piaoxue right away.

The rest of me originally wanted to interrogate the white poor, but now I don't have the leisure and time, so I can only leave it to Pinghe to take care of.

Li Piaoxue didn't know what was going on, General Jiang seemed so angry, but this was a military order, and he only needed to obey it, Li Piaoxue nodded and responded: "Yes." ”

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In the surprised eyes of more than 10,000 people such as Da Amu, Song Min, Feng Yu, and Liu Chang, these 3,000 Han cavalry like divine soldiers descending from the sky left in a big way.