Cao Kuo closed the map and said "um".

Le Zhan sat down beside him, frowned and said, "After dark, your vision is not clear, and you are not familiar with Liangyan, how did you choose to attack the city in the dark?"

"Or else?" Cao Kuo smiled and asked him, "Attack the city now, or tomorrow morning?"

Le Chong thought for a moment and said, "Tomorrow morning is the best, the soldiers are tired from running around at this time, I'm afraid the morale will be low."

Cao Kuo patted him on the shoulder and said, "You have some truth, but we don't have much food and grass, and the men and horses are rushing over day and night, so we can't just spend it in Liangyan. Attacking the city at night can at least catch them off guard. Tomorrow they will be ready."

Le Zhan wanted to say something more, but Cao Kuo said bluntly: "I brought the soldiers of the Eighth Battalion, don't meddle here."

In a word, Le's face was the color of pork liver.

The soldiers of their fourth battalion are now following His Highness to confront the Shangjing Forbidden Army, and he is indeed not qualified to meddle in the affairs of the eighth battalion now.

Cao Kuo couldn't help but laugh when he saw that Le Zhan's face was not good-looking: "You said that you love to make trouble, who can stand you except Your Highness......

Before he could finish speaking, Le Zhan got up and said unhappily, "When did I like to find trouble?"

"Okay, okay, don't you like to make trouble with people?" Cao Kuo thought about it, and the two words that Zhao Fuling had said before suddenly popped up in his mind, "Gong Jing! You are a good man, you love to find fault with what others say, and you always question others!"

How does Le Zhan know what "bar spirit" is, anyway, he can guess that it is not a good word.

He knew that he had a bad personality, and the only people who could talk to him in the twelve battalions were Lao Chen and Wende. But he really doesn't have any bad intentions, isn't everything still for the sake of the overall situation?

Le Zhan pulled his face and walked to the side without saying a word.

Cao Kuo came back to his senses and asked, "You are going south with your lady, what does your lady say, should you question anything, right?" Usually Madame doesn't bother you?"

Le Zhan said angrily: "Madame's good temperament, you don't bother me."

"How so?" Cao Kuo straightened his waist, "Madame has a good temperament, but it's not some kind of dough, she may also annoy you, but she doesn't say it."

This was said by Cao Kuo on purpose, and Cola listened to it, but felt that the taste in his heart was a little complicated.

It seems like...... Since he met Thirteen, his wife has often arranged matters for Thirteen, and the number of times he has been supported has indeed decreased.

Even when she was about to leave with the young master of the sect in the end, she agreed to ask Thirteen to follow, but she didn't allow him to follow.

Le's heart sank, and for the first time, he questioned himself.

Is he really annoying?

Cao Kuo looked at Le Zhan, and when he saw that this person had a straight face and didn't speak, he turned around and left with a smile.

After dark, the soldiers had rested, and Cao Kuo began to direct them to attack the city.

He Xianfeng brought the news, saying that Thirteen followed the boat by water to Lingnan, and it should have been found that Zhao Fuling went to Lingnan.

Cao Kuo touched his chin and said, "That mute-like facial paralysis, can you detect the other party's traces so keenly? No, Madame left him a message."

As he spoke, Cao Kuo looked up at the torches on the city wall, with a smile in his eyes: "If you can find out, if you go to Lingnan, then we will also send someone to Lingnan to send some news."

Shen Chi was in Lingnan, and he just asked him to check the Chazong family.

He Xianfeng didn't say anything more, and quietly followed Cao Kuo's side.

The battle between Liangyan began, and everyone stayed outside the city.

And Zhao Fuling, who was concerned by several people, took the waterway and changed the dry road on the way to take a carriage, and finally entered Cangwu.

Every time she changed carriages, Zhao Lingling's eyes were blindfolded, and she could still remember some directions at first. Later, after a long time, people were tired and tired, so they let it go.

So it wasn't until he entered the city and looked at the surrounding environment that Zhao Fuling could judge some directions.

She asked Wan Niang, who was in the same car, "Are we further south?"

Wan Niang knew that the surrounding climate couldn't hide Zhao Fuling, and now that she was on the territory of the Zong family, she simply nodded: "Yes, now in Cangwu."

"Cangwu?" Zhao Fuling felt that the name was somewhat familiar, but she didn't remember where it was for a while.

It wasn't until the carriage entered a palace-like place and saw a dense thorn tree that Zhao Poria had a flash in her mind and blurted out: "Thorn tree? This is the ancient city of Cangwu?"

Wan Niang looked at her in surprise and nodded, "Yes, it's Cangwu, I just told Miss Biao."

Zhao Fuling didn't listen to Wan Niang's words anymore, and the word "Wuzhou" flashed in her mind.

It turned out to be Lingnan.

No wonder I've traveled so far, time flies, and now it's late April.

Lingnan is mostly a place where the imperial court exiles repeat offenders, the climate is hot and humid, and there are many mosquitoes. Many people in the Central Plains can't stand the climate here and regard this place as a barbarian land.

But Zhao Fuling knows that if the resources here are utilized, they can develop better than the five states of Anxi.

The most important thing is that the female dependents of Shen Chi's family seem to have been exiled to the Lingnan area.

Li Jingmo later sent him to Lingnan to do things, also for the sake of his daughters in the family. I just don't know, where exactly are they now?

Zhao Fuling's mind flashed a lot of chaotic thoughts, and she lost her mind for a while.

Wan Niang looked at her and urged twice, "Miss Cousin, get out of the car."

Only then did Zhao Fuling come back to her senses, lifted the curtain and looked out.

"Arrived?"

"Here we are." Wan Niang got out of the car first, and then stretched out her arm to support Zhao Fuling.

Zhao Fuling has changed into light clothes, and people feel a lot more flexible.

She didn't ask Wan Niang for help, and strode down directly, Wan Niang has seen a lot along the way, and it's not strange.

"The villa is ahead, Miss Biao has seen the old lady, so she still has to pay attention to her manners."

Zhao Fuling nodded and didn't say much.

Wan Niang had already told her on the road that in the Zongjia Villa, the person in charge was this old lady, and she was the grandmother of the Ah Ling girl.

Miss Ling's mother was smuggled out of the villa when she was a teenager and has not been heard since.

The Zong family investigated for many years, and finally found each other in Shangjing.

Unexpectedly, the eldest lady of the Zong family refused to recognize them at all, and the old lady of the sect had no choice, so she withdrew the people she sent. He also sent someone to send a rich dowry, but he didn't show up.

It wasn't until Miss Ling's mother died that the Zong family turned their attention to Miss Ling, and sent several young masters of the Zong family to prepare to bring people back.

But unexpectedly, Li Ce intervened in the air, and Zhao Fuling came back to life for the dead girl Ling.

The next thing is even more out of control, that is, Zong You is lucky, with the Cai family installed in Shunzhou, he learned Zhao Fuling's whereabouts in advance, so that he can bring her to Cangwu first.

When she heard this, Zhao Fuling also asked, "So, the young master of the Zong family who wants to bring me to Cangwu is not the only one Zong You?"