"Boss Gu?" Baixiang went out and saw Gu Shuo standing in the courtyard.

Peony and several people also walked out of the door when they heard the voice.

Gu Shuo stepped forward: "I just stood at the door and listened to my aunts say that you want to go to the border with Xiang Minghou?" ”

"yes."

"The general is so seriously injured, we can take care of it together on the road."

A few people, you say a word to me.

Gu Shuo waited for them to calm down: "Xiang Minghou woke up, and he won't go to the border pass." ”

"Don't go to the border? Where? ”

"He has his own business to do, and he can't take his aunts with him."

Peony looked at Gu Shuo, and his eyes flowed: "Boss Gu doesn't say anything straightforwardly." ”

"Gu does have some things to talk about with his aunts, can you take a step to speak."

"Okay."

——

The next day, the sun slowly rose.

The household department and the yamen brought people to the general's mansion, and the officers and soldiers knocked on the door, but they did not see anyone in the mansion to open it for a long time.

"What's going on?" Lord Song is strange.

"Hmph, someone slammed the door open." Tobe Fang Rui snorted coldly and ordered.

Although Lord Song and the General's Mansion have no friendship, they have always respected Xiang Minghou, and when they heard the rumors, they wanted to smash the door: "Lord Fang, General Xiang is seriously injured, and there are few in the mansion, so I will wait." ”

"What general, Xiang Minghou is not even as good as a beggar now." Fang Rui spurned: "Those officials who were raided all closed the door of the house, and Lord Song is really kind-hearted." ”

Lord Song was dissatisfied: "Lord Fang is always a line." ”

"Do you think Xiang Minghou still has a chance to turn over? I'm afraid I won't see it again in this life. "A hundred military sticks will be crippled if they are lucky, if they don't die.

"Hmph."

"Someone slammed the door, remember that the personnel of the General's Mansion are never allowed to take anything from the mansion, not a single grass or tree."

As Fang Rui's words fell, four soldiers rushed to forcibly smash the gate of the mansion open, and the officers and soldiers rushed in.

Fang Rui looked at Lord Song coolly: "Lord Song, please." ”

Lord Song threw up his sleeves and didn't want to fight with him, so he didn't enter the mansion.

"Lord Song, then the official is welcome." Fang Rui raised his feet and entered the house.

"My lord, there is no one in the house."

"How is it possible, are they all hiding and searching."

Half-loud soldiers poured into the front yard: "My lord, no. ”

Fang Rui was taken aback: "The money in the house, but the valuable things are still there?" ”

"Back to my lord, the money and belongings in the house are still there, and even the clothes in the various rooms have not been touched."

"Have you searched carefully, are you sure there is no one?"

"Nope."

Fang Rui thought about it, and felt that it was very likely that Xiang Minghou did not survive and died, and the people in the mansion fled in a panic, leaving in a hurry and not even having time to take things away.

"Seal the mansion and remove the plaque of the General's Mansion."

"Yes."

Xiang General's Mansion, since then there is a General's Mansion but no Xiang Home.

Dean Chen, Gu Shuo, and Qian Fan were silent, and they arranged manpower overnight, and as soon as the city gate opened in the morning, several carriages left Kyoto City.

When Emperor Beili learned of this, he was most concerned about whether Marquis Xiang Ming was dead or not.

The royal guards found that Xiang Minghou had a high fever that night, the old injuries had not healed, and the new injuries were serious.

——

Two days later, Wind River City.

On the carriage, Xiang Minghou looked at the letter in his hand and looked excited.

His daughter is not dead, not dead......

"There are still many mysteries about the matter, but the old man always believes that what she wants to convey is to let us wait and wait for her to come back." Dean Chen will tell him all the ins and outs of the future.

Xiang Minghou held the letter: "I believe, I wait, no matter how long I wait." ”