Zhao Li took out the handwritten letter written by Zhang Yun to Su Rong and presented it to Zhang Mao.

Zhang Mao saw that there was only one letter and asked, "He only wrote a letter to Miss Seven?" ”

"Yes." Zhao Li nodded, and asked Zhang Yun to convey his words to Zhang Mao, "The third prince asked you to take care of your injuries, and if you said your reply, he won't write it." ”

Zhang Mao frowned and instructed him, "Send the letter to Miss Seven immediately." ”

Ning Ze stretched out his hand on the side, "Give it to me, I'll send it over." ”

Zhao Li glanced at Ning Ze, holding the letter and not letting go.

Ning Ze said "hey", "Do you believe me?" He looked at Zhang Mao.

Zhang Mao immediately said, "You take Zhao to see Miss Seven." ”

Ning Ze nodded and said to Zhao Li, "Okay, you come with me." ", and took Zhao Li to find Su Rong.

As soon as Su Rong finished wiping her hands and was about to go back to the carriage, she saw Ning Ze bring a person over, the person was dressed in dust and dust, and he was holding a letter in his hand, she stopped and waited for someone to approach.

Ning Ze's mouth was quick, "Miss Seven, this is Zhao Li, he has a handwritten letter from Zhang Yun to you, so he has to bring it to you in person." ”

Zhao Li arched his hand and handed over the letter, "Miss Seven." ”

Feng Ling stretched out his hand on the side, took the letter for Su Rong, checked it, it was non-toxic, and handed it to Su Rong.

Su Rong opened the letter, and after ten lines at a glance, he smiled and said to Zhao Li: "Thank you for your hard work, where did you meet him?" ”

"In White Birch Mountain."

Su Rong: "Huh? With a sigh, he turned his head and asked Feng Ling, "I remember Zhou Che, who took the road of Baihua Mountain." ”

"Seems to be."

"He didn't hit Zhang Yun." Su Rong smiled, "It seems that he got the news and was deliberately avoided by him." ”

Feng Ling commented, "In the end, sister, the person you value, with tens of thousands of soldiers and horses, can avoid the 100,000 soldiers and horses brought by the son of Wednesday without a trace, and let him not even notice it, he is really capable." ”

Su Rong bowed, "Indeed." ”

Su Rong asked, "What was he like at that time?" Tens of thousands of soldiers and horses, what is the situation? And what did he say and do when you saw him? ”

Zhao Li said one by one.

Su Rong was in a good mood, "You're tired too, go and rest!" ”

Zhao Lixue retreated to Zhang Mao's side.

Feng Ling took Zhang Yun's letter paper and studied it twice, "Sister, he promised it happily enough, what he said in the letter should be true, right?" ”

"Yes." Su Rong was very sure, "Zhang Yun is a smart person, since the letter said so, he will do it." He instructed Feng Ling, "Order the whole army, don't leave today, just set up camp and rest in place for a day." ”

Feng Ling immediately responded and gave the order.

Su Rong rolled the letter into a bundle, asked people to bring the flying eagle, tied Zhang Yun's letter to the eagle's leg intact, patted its head, and let it fly.

Zhou Gu shouldn't have gone far now, Feiying went to find him, reported to him, and he should be able to find him soon.

Ning Ze returned to the carriage, still a little incredulous, and pulled Zhang Mao to speak, "Your third brother, Zhang Yun, he actually agreed to take refuge in Miss Seven." It's incredible. ”

Zhang Mao didn't see what Zhang Yun's letter to Su Rong said, and looked at Ning Ze.

Ning Ze was speechless, and his memory was not bad, so he repeated Zhang Yun's letter to Zhang Mao, who had been seen clearly by Feng Ling and Su Rong's side.

After hearing this, Zhang Mao immediately smiled, "It's not strange that he can agree." ”

"Isn't it strange?" Ning Ze looked at him.

Zhang Mao nodded, "It's not surprising, my third brother is thoughtful and skillful, and he has always been the best at weighing the pros and cons, as long as Miss Su Qi can impress him, he can agree." ”

"That's the strangeness of your Zhang family." Ning Ze said: "The father is not the father, and the son is not the son." ”

Zhang Mao's smile disappeared, he was silent for a long time, and nodded, "You are right, that is, the father is not the father, and the son is not the son." In the Zhang family, there is no family affection at all, and some are people who can sacrifice at any time for the sake of their father's great cause. ”

Ning Ze was a little embarrassed and patted him on the shoulder, "I didn't mean that, I just think that this luck is quite open-minded." After all, we all know that Miss Seven almost died in his hands. ”

One can be generous regardless of past suspicions, and the other really dares to agree to take refuge.

"He has nothing to do, and with my father, there is no future to speak of. And the seventh lady, he joined forces with Nangong Yu to kill her, and it was Nangong Yu who died, he and his second uncle attacked Nanping City with 200,000 soldiers and horses, and it was the second uncle who died, and he lost 150,000 soldiers. Zhang Mao calmly analyzed, "If I were him, I would also choose Miss Seven." ”

Ning Ze also felt justified when he heard him say this, but any smart person who wants to live, doesn't want to die, and doesn't just live simply, Su Rong stretched out an olive branch, which naturally had to be held tightly.

He yawned and pressed the quilt against him, "It's good not to rush, you can sleep well." ”

Zhang Mao also felt that he could sleep well if he didn't rush, his leg was injured and he couldn't move, and he was traveling day and night, which was more torturous than others. Originally, Su Rong wanted to leave him in Nanping City to recuperate from his injuries, but because he wanted to contact Zhao Li to contact Zhang Yun, he was afraid that the news would not be timely at that time, so he took the initiative to ask to follow the army, and Su Rong agreed.

Now that there is Zhang Yun's reply, it is up to him to deal with Zhang Ping, and their 150,000 soldiers and horses can take a breath.

Zhou Gu hurriedly marched, day and night, this day, temporarily rested.

The flying eagle swooped down from the sky and drilled into the barracks, it was very familiar with Zhou Gu's breath these days, and it fell directly on Zhou Gu's shoulders, and the soldiers were resting and making up for sleep, without causing any alarm.

Midnight: "Huh? With a sigh, he looked at Feiying and said to Zhou Gu: "Childe, it won't be that Miss Seven misses you just after separating from you, right?" ”

"Where is the just separation? It's been three days. Zhou Gu said.

When he was in the capital, the day he left Beijing, Su Rong didn't send it, although he was gloomy in his heart, but he didn't feel anything, but now, with Su Rong tired of many days, day by day, suddenly separated, he was very uncomfortable, these three days and nights, he didn't want to talk to people.

He reached out and took the eagle into his arms, untied the letter on his lap, and opened it to see, "It's not hers." ”

Hearing this, Midnight came over to look at it, and opened his eyes wide, "This is Zhang ......"

"Zhang Yun's letter to her." Zhou Gu was helpless, "She is really lazy, so she sent it to me as it was." ”

He folded the letter, and then pulled the eagle's leg to look for it, only this letter, not the second one, he touched the eagle's head and muttered, "You say, why is she so lazy?" You don't remind her, even if you write a word. ”

Feiying tilted his head to look at Zhou Gu.

Zhou Gu sighed, took the pen, and wrote two big words on the back of Zhang Yun's letter, "Read." Then re-tie the eagle's legs and give them to Midnight, "Feed him two pieces of meat so that he can rest and sleep a little, and then put them back in." ”

(End of chapter)