Great dry western border.

Liu Qing looked at the army in front of him and sighed faintly.

After getting up, the eldest son Liu Feng frowned even more, and asked, "Dad, is it possible that we really want to go to Qiandu City?" ”

"Now, the Western Jin Dynasty is ready to move, if we leave, I'm afraid the border will be unstable."

"And without an order, it is a big crime to return to Qiandu without authorization!"

When Liu Qing heard this, the expression on his face became even more bitter.

He has been on the battlefield for a long time, how could he not know this truth.

It's just that, sometimes, I can't help myself!

"King Jing is your sister's husband after all, and we can't watch him be deposed by His Majesty."

"Besides, all the you do on weekdays is known to him!"

"If these things reach His Majesty's ears, what will our family still do?"

When Liu Feng heard this, he was speechless.

As the eldest prince of the Qingguo Mansion, he can be described as a prestige in this border place.

Robbing people's daughters and bullying and dominating the market are commonplace.

Even more unforgivable crimes are just commonplace.

It's like a soil emperor.

After all, the mountain is high and the emperor is far away, and the hand of the imperial court can't reach here.

So they just need to ensure that the border is not lost, and then fight back and forth with the Western Jin Dynasty.

As for the rest, hehe, it's all inconsequential.

thought that after his sister married King Jing, the power of the family would become more and more huge.

But who would have thought that it didn't take long for them to receive a letter, which recorded in detail all the incriminating evidence of themselves, their second brother, and their father over the years.

What that means, it goes without saying.

Under such circumstances, the Qingguo Mansion was completely tied to Liu Jing's chariot.

Until today, I have to help him do such a rebellious thing!

"At this point, we have no other way."

"Leave your second brother to guard the city, and we will take 30,000 horses and horses to Qiandu City immediately."

When Liu Feng heard this, he was a little helpless, but he had no choice but to nod.

They don't have a choice!

……

Qiandu City.

Yongle Fang, Anshan Lane, Painting Market.

A man dressed as a scholar, wearing a Confucian robe, but with a hat, covering his face, and refusing to see anyone, came here.

He chose to ignore all the dazzling paintings in the painting market and walked straight by.

Purposefully walked towards a humble stall.

The owner of the stall is a fifty-year-old man, wearing a straw hat, leaning on a deck chair and napping, focusing on a casual and cozy atmosphere.

The scholar stopped in front of the stall, looked at the old man with burning eyes, lowered his voice, and said, "Boss Fan, I want a painting." ”

"Which way? What kind of sails are you carrying? ”

The old man didn't lift his eyelids, still basking in the sun, and took the time to reply to the scholar.

The scholar was not angry, but still kept his voice very low, and said, "It is the court road that walks, and it is the golden sail that resists." ”

As soon as these words came out, the rocking chair came to an abrupt end.

The fifty-year-old man sat up slowly, glanced at the scholar in surprise, and said, "What kind of painting do you want to buy?" ”

When the scholar heard this, he didn't talk immediately, but looked around, and saw that no one noticed them here, so he lowered his voice to the lowest and said imperceptibly: "Yingchun Lou Rouge, where is it now?" Have a good ...... Are you okay? ”

When the old man heard this, he had deeper doubts in his heart, and constantly guessed the identity of the scholar from the eyebrows and eyes that were inadvertently revealed under the hat.

After half a ring, Xu didn't guess the identity of the scholar, shook his head, and said, "It's dead." ”

"Die... He's dead? The scholar, that is, Chen Shi, who secretly ran out of King Jing's mansion, was shocked, his eyes were red and bloodshot.

"What did you say?"

"Say it again!"

The old man also had a temper, and directly shook his face and said: "Dead is dead, you just ask a thousand times, and that's the same!" ”

These words were easy to say from the old man's mouth, but they fell on Chen Shi's ears, but they were like a thunderbolt from the sky.

There is actually a reason why he ran out.

When Liu Jing gave him the letter, he was surprised, and the more he looked at it, the more wrong it became.

Although the handwriting of the letter is the same as that of rouge, the tone between the lines is somewhat different.

Ordinary people naturally can't see it, but he is different, he thinks about rouge in the morning, and thinks about it in his heart, how can he not see it?

He was afraid that something would happen to Rouge, so he found an opportunity and ran out with great difficulty.

He first went to the house that Rouge was renting, only to find that the house had already been burned down by a fire.

That's why I came to this painting market.

The old man who set up a stall in the painting market has some connections in Yongle Fang, and most of the things that teach him are big or small, and he can probably get answers when he asks him.

The answer that could be obtained was like a knife, stabbed into Chen Zhi's chest.

It made it hard for him to breathe.

After slowing down for a long time, he calmed down, and gritted his teeth and asked, "How did you die?" ”

The old man squinted at him, probably angered by his previous behavior, and said angrily: "Give the silver first!" ”

Chen Shi didn't say a word, and threw out several silver tickets, all of which were worth a lot of money.

Seeing this, the old man shook his head and said, "I don't know." ”

When Chen Shi heard this, the anger that had just been suppressed came up again.

He didn't care where this was, he stepped forward directly, reached out and grabbed the old man's collar, and there was a chill in his voice: "Old thing, you dare to trick me!" ”

The old man was obviously not a vegetarian, squinted, looked at Chen Shi and said: "Young man, I advise you to think clearly, if you touch me, can you walk out of this painting market safe and sound today." ”

When the old man's voice fell, Chen Shi looked around with his peripheral vision.

Sure enough, the surrounding stall owners were all looking at their side, and some even lifted up their stalls and took out the guys who took advantage of them, and they were about to rush up if they didn't agree with each other.

Seeing this, Chen Zhi also knew that since people dared to set up stalls here, they must have something to rely on, and I am afraid that I really can't help the other party today.

So he let go of his hand, snorted coldly, turned around and left.

Seeing Chen Zhi leaving, the people from the nearby stalls came over and said, "Boss, this kid is so rude, why don't you call the brothers to take him down?" ”

When the old man heard this, he shook his head and said, "This person is carrying a big case!" ”

"It's not a good thing to be too involved with him."

"Since he didn't do it, let's protect ourselves."

Obviously, in the course of the brief dispute just now, the old man had already recognized Chen Shi's identity.

"Then let's just swallow this breath?" The stall owner was a little angry, who were they?

When did the head snake in Ansan Lane ever suffer such a gas.

When the old man heard this, he shook his head and said, "In the past half a month, haven't people from the Royal Forest Army often come to interrogate?" ”

When the stall owner heard this, his eyes suddenly widened, and he said in astonishment: "Is he what the Royal Forest Army is looking for?" ”

The old man nodded: "You go now and pass the news to the Imperial Forest Army." ”