Although Chang Suian wanted to know what his sister said in the letter, he still retained his awe of Cui Jing, the top peak, to a large extent-

Therefore, he could only shake his head: "No, there is no ......"

Cui Jing nodded: "Since the patrol is over, I will go back to rest early, and I will go with me to inspect the border tomorrow." ”

Chang Sui responded with the letter in his hand and withdrew from the tent.

At the beginning of the tent, an oil lamp burned quietly, and the warm light reflected by the flame sprinkled on the slender fingers of the young man, who opened and unfolded the letter unhurriedly, but the simple action seemed to have some kind of orderly charter, and this charter was cherished out of fear of being impatient, lest the letter be damaged.

The light of the oil lamp is also reflected in the young man's low-hanging eyebrows, his eyebrow bones are superior and natural, and the original dark and deep eyebrows are now dyed with a faint golden glow by the lamp, this scene makes the young man look not only like the unreal glow on the horizon, but also like the pen of a master of calligraphy and painting who has put in countless favorites, carefully smudged and carefully dyed proud works, so that he can so accurately endow him with all this extreme beauty that the world can imagine.

The letter is in familiar handwriting, and it occupies almost the entire letter paper.

Her mood should have been soaring when she wrote the letter, and although there were no major events worth mentioning, it could be seen that she was full of interest and full of desire to share.

She will always be vigorous, Jiang is under her control, and she will inevitably recover as soon as possible, Cui Jing saw the words and thought to herself.

And he was honored to be the one she shared this vigorous heart with, even though he was thousands of miles away at this moment.

On the letter, she also told him that when she wrote again in the future, if she had time, she could write more, and she thought that even if there were more words, the horse that sent the letter would be able to move.

Cui Jing curled the corners of his mouth as if he had received some kind of permission.

She seems to be intent on being an "example", showing him how to write a letter long enough, write something when she thinks of it, and does not follow the strict format of the letter, and has already signed it, but adds two lines of slightly crowded small words - [Tonight, fireworks are lit in the city of Jiangdu, and I know that there is this thing in the Dengtai Building last year, this thing is very good, I am very happy, I am happy that it is actually grand and beautiful, and I like that although it is made of gunpowder, it is a pleasant celebration, not just a war casualty]

Finally, there is another sentence - [There is also a joy, the fireworks tonight are all sent by the eldest princess of Xuan'an, and I haven't spent half a penny]

Cui Jing couldn't help but smile, and then seemed to think of something, and read the letter from beginning to end, he not only read the letter, but also counted the words on the letter.

Including the inscription, a total of 367 words.

Cui Jing found a blank piece of paper and wrote a line of words with a pen.

At this moment, Vice President Yu will report to the account on official business, Cui Jing put down his pen and listened carefully, all he listened to were daily routine reports, and nothing unusual happened.

After Deputy General Yu gave up, Cui Jing pushed the paper with a line of words written and folded in half to the edge of several cases, and another half of the copper talisman was pressed on the paper.

Vice General Yu stepped forward and picked it up.

"You go back to Beijing on this trip, and by the way, help me do another private matter." Cui Jing said: "Return to the Jingshi Xuance Army, use this bronze talisman to open my private treasury, take enough of it, and secretly send it to the Jiangdu Assassin Mansion." ”

Hearing this, Vice General Yu subconsciously opened the piece of paper and saw the number written on it, and couldn't help but be slightly dumbfounded.

"Metropolitan Governor, what are you ......" Vice General Yu was a little speechless: "Aren't you preparing to be hired?" ”

"......" Cui Jing raised his eyes to look at him.

Vice Admiral Yu pulled out a complicated smile: "What does the subordinate mean...... You are alone now, this daughter-in-law has to keep enough. ”

Although they have not been able to become the righteous sons of the Grand Governor, their hearts are already one family with the Grand Governor, so can't they help worry about it?

Cui Jing obviously didn't care about this, he only laid out another piece of stationery, smoothed the surface of the paper with a paperweight, and said: "It's rare that she can use it, go and do it." ”

Vice General Yu couldn't help but tremble and grit his teeth when he heard it, but after reading a letter, he hated to send all his family money out, and he sent it, and said "It's rare that she can use it"...... Listen clearly, most of the governors even used the word "rare"!

At this moment, Vice General Yu suddenly had an ominous intuition, if Chang Niangzi needs the Metropolitan Governor to die, the Metropolitan Governor will treat her own life, and she will probably uphold the willing mentality of [it is rare for her to use it]?

Forgive him for his short-sightedness...... What's the difference between this and enchantment?

In this realm, Vice General Yu still can't understand it, so he can only pretend to bless and respect.

Vice General Yu put away the paper and bronze talisman and showed a smile: "Don't worry, your subordinates will handle this matter properly." ”

When he just retreated, he heard the soldier say through the tent curtain: "Governor Dadu, Doctor Cao is here." ”

With Cui Jing's permission, Doctor Cao entered the tent and saluted.

Previously, Cui Jing was wounded in Xingyang, and when he returned to the north, the injury had not fully recovered.

Now Cui Jing's injuries are generally healed, but Dr. Cao is obsessed with further conditioning for him, so he has to check Cui Jing's pulse every half a decade.

Cui Jing himself doesn't care much about this, but since he was expelled from the clan, his subordinates have treated him with great care, and it is not uncommon for him to take care of his body.

At this moment, seeing Doctor Cao come in, Vice General Yu was not in a hurry to leave, he was ordered by the Governor to return to Beijing on an errand, and he was about to leave soon, and before leaving, he wanted to hear about the Governor's physical recovery.

Doctor Cao, who was diagnosing Cui Jing's pulse, raised his eyebrows and said with a surprised face: "This is a happy pulse." ”

Cui Jing: "? ”

Vice General Yu glared: "What kind of pulse do you like?" ”

This is undoubtedly absurd, but Vice General Yu couldn't help but think of a time when he was checking the pulse, this Cao doctor once said with a smile: [It's rare, whoever marries a bride in the future, you can also ask the Metropolitan Governor to press the bed the night before. 】

At that time, in addition to the Metropolitan Governor and Doctor Cao, only he and a small soldier were left in the tent, and he and the small soldier reacted briefly - what does it mean to ask the Metropolitan Governor to press the bed?

Oh!

In many places, before the bride passes through the door, a boy is invited to press the bed......

So...... Governor of the Metropolis?!

Vice General Yu didn't believe it at first, but when he turned his face, he saw that the Metropolitan Governor, who also understood, looked uncomfortable.

At that moment, Vice General Yu couldn't help but be in awe—not only to the Metropolitan Governor, who was guarding like jade, but also to this skilled Doctor Cao.

Therefore, at this moment, when he heard the word "happy pulse" in the mouth of this Cao Yishi, Deputy General Yu's first reaction was not all questioning, but subconsciously thinking about it seriously...... But in a moment, there is an answer, what is there to think about such a thing?

Where did the boy come from...... Phew, how can the man be happy!

"This happy pulse is not the other happy pulse." Doctor Cao stroked his beard with a smile and said: "The pulse of the Metropolitan Governor is not stable at this time, but there is joy in the chaos, which can be seen to be caused by the ups and downs of the mood. ”

Vice General Yu was surprised: "This can also be seen from the pulse?" ”

"This is nature, the pulse is appreciable, and if people are happy, the heart is happy...... "Doctor Cao looked at Cui Jing with a smile: "It's rare to see the governor so happy." ”

Cui Jing: "......"

After being checked by this person several times, he had no secrets in front of his subordinates.

Soon, Doctor Cao and Deputy General Yu were driven out by Qi Qi.

"Doctor Cao doesn't know anything......" Out of the big tent, Deputy General Yu put his hand on Doctor Cao's shoulder and explained in a low voice: "The Metropolitan Governor has always said little, and he doesn't like others to talk too much, so don't say anything more in front of the Metropolitan Governor if it has nothing to do with injuries and illnesses in the future......."

said, his voice was a little lower: "Next time, you can just tell me alone in private." ”

Doctor Cao fell into introspection for a while, it was really about the injury of the Metropolitan Governor, but he would not say much in front of others, when it came to protecting the privacy of the injured, he was very professional......

Whenever he talks about it, it's just an inconsequential anecdote...... Isn't it his humor that most governors value in addition to his medical skills?

Doctor Cao pondered, only to hear Vice General Yu ask with some worry: "But then again, it is as easy as our Metropolitan Governor not to open his mind, and as soon as he opens his mind, it seems that he has changed his person, and he is not shrewd and wise at all, and he is willing to give up his life...... What kind of disease is it above medicine? ”

"What's this......" Doctor Cao pondered for a moment: "It's the same as Si Chun's madness, or it has the same magic." ”

“…… Sichun is crazy? Vice General Yu was full of doubts: "Is it easy to treat?" ”

Doctor Cao shook his head regretfully.

The two of them talked and walked away, and in the tent, the young man who had been preliminarily diagnosed as Sichun madness was writing a serious reply.

Although he was allowed to write longer, Cui Jing still consciously restrained his pen, and when he filled two pages of letter paper intermittently, he also put down his pen.

This is the longest letter he has ever written in his life, and of course, the previous nonsense letters cannot be counted.

After the letter was dried, it was sealed in an envelope and put into a wooden box by Cui Jing, in which there were other folded drawings and other things, which he either drew by himself or managed to collect, and it took more than a month before and after.

He thought it might help her fight against the Japanese.

After closing the box, Cui Jing handed it over to his subordinates and sent him to Jiangdu.

……

Mrs. Chu, who was far away in Beijing, was finally able to read the letter from the student.

Chang Suining's reply to the teacher was earlier than the one to Cui Jing, and the Jingshi was closer to Jiangdu, so it is said that Mrs. Chu should have read this letter a long time ago.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Chu was full of resentment - the court is becoming more and more chaotic in the places where he can't see, and the changes of officials are extremely frequent, he is too busy these days, there are many official affairs like silk hemp, and his subordinates are stupid like rookies, he was entangled by the silk and hemp called official business, and he was tied to the Ministry of Rites, and he couldn't even return home for many days.

In the past, he made a fuss, and it was still somewhat useful, but now it doesn't work, after all, he is not the only one who is about to be driven crazy by official duties.

Seeing that [I'm going to make trouble] is not good, Taifu can only go further, use the killing trick of [I'm going to die], moan and lie down in the Ministry of Rites for a long time, and after being seen by the imperial doctor, he was diagnosed as "it should be caused by overwork", and finally was helped into a sedan chair and was able to return home.

After returning home, Taifu really slept until dark, tired is really tired, and the age is there.

Sitting up from the couch with sluggish and stiff movements, Taifu opened his mouth and scolded: "This group of people, the little ink in the stomach, all dye that heart, one race and one heart black......"

Although he seems to be passive and slacking off, it should be because his official duties have never been delayed, there is no way, and he has outstanding ability.

But he hates the words "those who can work more" the most in his life, everyone takes the same money, why pile up all the work for him to do alone?

The Taifu scolded and got up to put on his clothes, and the old servant stepped forward to serve, from time to time to comfort a few words, or followed by a few scoldings, and more sighed: "...... The situation is like this, and it is uneasy to live up and down. ”

The peasants in Daozhou revolted, and the imperial court sent troops to encircle and suppress it one after another, but the army sent to suppress it came back with the news of defeat a few days ago...... More than 100,000 rebel troops have now occupied Dongting, and their morale is extremely high, and they are about to attack Jingzhou.

Mentioning this, Mrs. Chu said in an old voice: "Above the court this morning, an official proposed to recruit the head of the thief, but the saint sternly refused. ”

In the eyes of the sage, this group of rebels acted brutally, if the court gave in to this, wouldn't it be equivalent to telling the world that the current court is weak and can be bullied? This will surely lead to more thieves following suit!

Therefore, the Holy Emperor has ordered Li Xian to lead his troops to Dongting as soon as possible to support, and it is necessary to stop this group of rebellious troops from Jingzhou.

Today's early dynasty, the Son of Heaven has this reassuring and shocking words: [The so-called army of more than 100,000 people, but a group of rabble, the thief leader Bian Chunliang is just a salt seller, in terms of his family background, mental strategy and ability to lead troops, can he still be above Xu Zhengye? Xu Zhengye didn't succeed, he was just a moth throwing fire! 】

"Xu Zhengye's bad luck ......" Mrs. Chu muttered as if she was clueless, and then suddenly asked, "Is there a letter lately?" ”

The old servant nodded, and held all the letters that had been saved for the past few days to the small table by the window.

Taifu held on to the armrest of the chair, sat down in the chair, picked one by one, and finally picked out two letters, opened one of them first, saw the eye-catching word [ha] on it, and blew his beard angrily.

Immediately, the little man who kowtowed at the lower corner was so angry that he was so angry that he fell back into place.

The little man painted very expressively, kowtowed very hard, and the more Mrs. Chu looked at it, the more pleasing it became, so he simply asked the old servant to take the scissors and cut the little man squarely.

"Tomorrow morning, find a craftsman and frame it for me......"

The old servant took the "painting" that was not yet the size of a palm, and asked in surprise, "How can this be framed?" If it is mounted, what is the use? ”

It's so small, it can't be a nest of moving rats to use as a housewarming gift, right?

"Let you go and frame it, you will go, where do you get so many words." Mrs. Chu glared at him, and hurriedly said, "Hurry up and find a box to put it up, Hugh is going to get dirty." ”

The old servant replied "yes", it was time to find a box, although it would not be dirty, but if it flew out and lost it, it would be strange that it would be difficult to find.

The old servant went to look for the box, and the Taifu then opened the second letter, which was written by Wang Changshi.

Taifu Zhanxin, seeing the respectful greetings, snorted lightly in a good mood, sure enough, everyone is more sensible than his broken students, instead of writing only the word "ha" to anger him.

But soon, Taifu didn't think like that...... (End of chapter)