Song You accompanied Ling Li back to the Chinese military tent, and praised as he walked: "The last general really admires, this time the general came back, he broke through the cardamom lady's psychological defense." ”

Hearing Song You praise himself, Ling Li smiled and said, "It was also you who laid an excellent foreshadowing in front of you. ”

"I'll send someone to pick up Miss Liu Ji in Xili early tomorrow morning, what token does the general want to bring her?"

"Tokens?" Ling Li turned his head to look at Song You, and said with a strange expression: "You went to catch a spy who defected to the enemy and treason, why do you want my token?" ”

"Didn't you say you liked Miss Liu Ji today, and you had a relationship with her?" Song You said with a smile.

Ling Li was stunned for a moment, and then slapped his palm on the shoulder, "I am a cardamom lady, can't you hear it?" ”

Song You shook his head, "The general said that he has a nose and eyes, what he said is charming and unforgettable, and what he said that he was self-inflicted, and he wanted to protect the cardamom lady for her......"

"I just saw her once in Ling Zhao's Mansion a few years ago, what nonsense are you talking about."

"I only saw her once a few years ago, can you still remember her appearance after so long? I remember that the general saw the cardamom lady in Sangjiawazi that day, and hurried to the backstage to confirm ......" Song You said as he opened the curtain for him.

"Ling Zhao wanted to send her into my mansion to spy on me at that time, even if that Liu Ji looked like a fairy, I wouldn't be fooled by this." Ling Li glanced at Song You coldly, and strode into the tent, "When handling the case, if you can have such associative ability, you should have broken through the cardamom lady's defense line a long time ago." Bring the interrogation transcript! ”

Song You hurriedly handed the record in his hand to Ling Li.

Ling Li sat down at the table and perused the dozens of pages of interrogation records by candlelight. When he read that in the spring of the thirty-sixth year of Longhe, when the cardamom lady received Ling Zhao's order to pass on the plan of the Xili killer to attack Anyuan to Bailian, the deputy head of the Lucheng Xiang Army's infantry army, his face changed drastically.

"Didn't Brian say at the time that the information was intercepted from the spies who crossed the border?!"

"What did the general say ......?" Ling Li suddenly became angry, which made Song You a little stunned, and he didn't know what he was talking about for a while.

"Longhe Thirty-six Spring, Anyuan Governor's Mansion!" Ling Li Huoran got up and slapped the interrogation record in front of Song You with a "snap".

"Where does this information come from, in fact, it doesn't make much difference......" Song You looked at Ling Li and said cautiously: "Didn't the general still say that day, 'It's not for small evils, it's difficult to do great good'?" ”

What difference does it make if Ling Zhao deliberately sent someone to reveal the information back then, or if Bai Lian intercepted it from the Xili spies? At that time, he only thought about picking up mountains and rivers and making contributions.

At that time, Shu Jingcheng was the eldest son of Shu Shi'an, the anti-war prime minister of North Korea and China; And at this moment, Shu Jingcheng is Ah Mei's father!

Ling Li sat back on the general's chair in a daze.

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After settling down in Anyuan, the first thing Shu Mei did was to bring gifts to Xianyunguan and visit Xuan Qingzi. When she was desperate, if it weren't for Xuan Qingzi to treat Ling Li and her, I was afraid that the consequences would be unpredictable. In Shu Mei's eyes, Xuan Qingzi is not only an old friend of his father, but Ling Li and her savior.

It is already mid-spring, and Niutou Mountain is verdant and lush, and it has not yet reached the rose flowering period, and there are few people on the incense road. Shu Mei went up the stairs all the way, and entered the Xianyun Temple to find that the fallen leaves in the courtyard were piled up, and only three or five pilgrims prayed in front of the Sanqing Palace, but no one responded in front of the temple.

She walked around the main hall into the backyard, and as soon as the red-billed parrot under the pomegranate tree saw her, it jumped up and down the shelf and shouted, "Ah Mei, Ah Mei—"

"Is Ah Mei here?" Hearing the call of the parrot in the courtyard, Xuan Qingzi walked out of the study.

"Uncle Xuanqing, it's me back." finally saw each other in his true face, with a bright smile on his face.

"Okay, okay, the appearance is back, and the voice is back." Xuan Qingzi looked up and down, and nodded again and again.

"I came in from the outside, but I didn't see Brother Yuntong. Did he go down the mountain to buy? ”

"I'm too small to fit him." Xuan Qingzi led Shu Mei into the study, and told her that Yuntong had led the yamen messenger to Xianyunguan to arrest people that day, and he told her about Yuntong's expulsion from the Taoist temple in a fit of anger.

Shu Mei was a little anxious when he heard this, "Brother Yuntong was brought up by his uncle, and he was just confused for a while, why did the uncle drive him out?" ”

"He's fascinated by the world of flowers, and it's not a bad thing to let him go out and explore." Xuan Qingzi looked indifferent, and said while pouring tea for her.

"Then Uncle lives alone on this mountain now?"

"Alone, pure."

Thinking of the sparse scene he saw in the front hall before, Shu Mei was worried, "Brother Ling Li bought a courtyard for me in Anyuan, why don't you move to the city with my uncle......

"I'm a person who has left the country, and I don't keep my Taoist temple, won't I make people laugh if I go to live in the city?" Xuan Qingzi categorically refused Shu Mei's invitation, and then comforted her: "You don't have to worry about me, the blessing of General Zhenxi, now that the west is peaceful, the flower festival on this mountain is also coming, and the view will naturally be lively again, and I will accept a few more apprentices when it is convenient." ”

Hearing Xuan Qingzi mention General Zhenxi, Shu Mei handed him the high-grade Yishan tea he brought, "I came this time to thank my uncle, if it weren't for the uncle's rescue that day, Brother Ling Li and I would only be afraid of more evil and less auspicious." ”

"You call him Brother Ling Li?" Xuan Qingzi took the gift box, and only then did she notice her title, "...... you and him?" ”

Shu Mei nodded shyly.

Thinking of the hardships she had endured for him that day, Xuan Qingzi couldn't help but nod and said, "You have gone through so much hardship with him, and now you can be together, it's good." Your parents will be relieved to find out. ”

"Well, in two days, I will go to the grave to pay respects, and I will tell Daddy and Aunt about me and Brother Ling Li." was recognized by Xuan Qingzi, which made Shu Mei very happy.

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A few days before the Qingming Festival, Shu Mei has been busy preparing cold food, ingots, zun and other sacrificial sweeping objects.

Ling Li promised her to come back before Qingming, but he didn't wait for him to come back until the morning of Qingming. Although she was a little disappointed in her heart, she also knew that he was entangled in military affairs, and she didn't mean to lose her words.

After changing into the plain clothes of the sacrificial sweeper, she and Mama Zhou took the sacrificial sweep items out of the city to the west, and took a carriage to Wuhualing, where their parents were buried.

There are many mountains in the area of Wuhualing, and the hill closest to Anyuan City is the grave mountain where the local people are buried. During the Qingming Festival, you can see the traces of sacrifice and sweeping such as throwing ingots and burned incense candles along the way.

The weather was gloomy, and Shu Mei's mood was particularly heavy. On the day her parents were killed, she was seriously injured and fell into a coma, and the funeral of everyone in the Duwei Mansion was handled by Xue Shouren of Anyuan Zhizhou. After she recovered, she was unable to go to the festival due to the war, and only went once after returning from Rouge Island. That time, because she was afraid of the spies of Tianxianglou, she only went to identify the location of the tomb, cried and kowtowed a few times and left in a hurry.

This time, it can be regarded as an official sacrifice.