Jiaohua

"It's easy," Xia Zhaoyi propped himself up and sat up straight, raised the hands they held, and said with a smile, "Look."

Shen Lie smiled, and gently kneaded the back of her neck with the other hand: "Why are you asking me this?"

"So, did I say it straight?"

"Ah."

"Just now you asked me what I was going to do. I was afraid that after I told you, you would give up your ambition and go with me. Since your ambition is me..."

Xia Zhaoyi smiled: "Otherwise, why don't you find another ambition? Anyway, my ambition has been achieved."

"It has been found."

"New ambition?"

"Well," Shen Lie looked at her shining eyes, and said slowly, "May the people of the world be prosperous, and the world be peaceful, and I will hold hands with you and travel the mountains and rivers together."

The slyness in Xia Zhaoyi's eyes faded away, she looked at him without blinking, and stared at him for a long time, Xia Zhaoyi smiled lightly: "Okay."

"So, what's your plan?"

"My plan..." Xia Zhaoyi laughed at himself, "Since ancient times, there have been a lot of spies in our Central Plains, and there have been many spies in the past dynasties. But people outside the customs, are they so united?"

Shen Lie paused: "Do you want to leave the customs?"

"Well, I plan to go to Beiyuan first, and then go out of the customs from Tanzhou, go north and south outside the customs, and then go to Beiyuan."

"Then this will take a lot of time."

"Well, go back to Hejing again, maybe next year."

Shen Lie's eyes dimmed: "It's been too long, and it's inconvenient to write letters outside the customs, Ari, I want to go with you."

"You are not alone now, you still have Yan Jun, you are the commander in chief, how can you leave the army for half a year?"

Shen Lie looked at her deeply, with a smile on his lips: "Then, you can go."

The strength he kneaded on her neck was very comfortable, neither light nor heavy.

Feeling his fingertips, Xia Zhaoyi suddenly raised his hand and held his fingers: "Shen Lie."

"Ok?"

"You will definitely come to me, I know," Xia Zhaoyi smiled lightly, "Otherwise, I won't ask you about your aspirations, I'm afraid that you will give up what you have to do and come to me."

"...I have already said that my ambition is you, so, can I still go to you?"

"The legs are on your body. If you really want to come, then come," Xia Zhaoyi said, getting up and getting closer to his black eyes. "The long river outside the Great Wall is sunset, and the scenery is beautiful. We can step on the yellow sand." Look at the stars."

"Okay," Shen Lie smiled, "I will arrange military affairs before I go to you."

"By the way, there is one more thing right now." Xia Zhaoyi looked sideways at the map on the desk, "I want you to accompany me to Yunzhou to arrest a few people."

"Now, who are you arresting?"

"Gift," Xia Zhaoyi's smile brightened, "I want to give Tao Lan another gift."

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The carriages were leisurely, queuing up outside the city gate, following the crowd that slowly stepped forward, preparing to enter the city.

The city gate was heavily guarded, and the tall and mighty Beiyuan soldiers stared at everyone who walked nearby.

The sun was getting stronger and stronger, a gust of wind blew, and the curtains of the carriage were blown. Many people frowned as if they smelled something bad.

Due to the exhaustive investigation at the city gate, which was so strict that even the scalp was inspected, and it was doubted whether it was fake skin, so the team moved very slowly.

Finally, a soldier from Beiyuan stared at the carriage that had not moved in the distance.

He grabbed a person who was approaching the city gate and pointed to the carriage: "Was it there when you passed by just now?"

The person who was caught was terrified: "Master, it's there."

"Where's the coachman?"

"Car, coachman? I don't know, I didn't pay attention!"

The other soldiers stepped forward and also looked at the carriage.

A few soldiers asked others if they could see the driver of the carriage, and they all said no.

The soldiers glanced at each other, and three of them walked towards the carriage.

Wherever he went, the people in line gave way one after another, not daring to offend.

Another gust of wind blew, the car curtain was blown, and a stench wafted out, far stronger than the smell of sweat and feet in this long queue.

The soldiers raised their weapons: "Is there anyone inside?"

"Get down!"

"If you don't want to die, come down!"

After roaring for a while, several people looked at each other, and the tallest soldier grabbed the door curtain and pulled it vigorously.

The intense stench came to the nostrils in an instant, and the people around hurriedly covered their mouths to avoid it.

The soldier threw away the door curtain, covered his nose and looked up, his eyes widened in an instant.

A dozen or so mummified skulls that had been exposed to the sun and dehydrated were stacked like an exhibition in the carriage. On some of the skulls, names were nailed with nails, and the names of people were written in Beiyuan language.

And this strong stench came from the rotting corpse lying half-leaning on the carriage.

According to the degree of decay, it is judged that he died within ten days. The cloth and patterns on the body should be of the nobles of the Northern Yuan Dynasty.

The other two soldiers stepped forward and were dumbfounded when they saw the scene in the carriage.

As the night fell, the temperature dropped from hot to late autumn in an instant.

Tao Lan held a small ball in her hand and gently threw it on the garden tiles.

The little boy immediately stumbled after him, picked it up, and ran back happily.

"Mom! Here!" The little boy handed the ball to Tao Lan.

Tao Lan smiled and patted his head: "You are so good."

"Mom, I want to drink milk!"

"Okay, okay," Tao Lan said kindly, looking at the nurses next to her, "Take little Chonggong to drink milk."

The nurse stepped forward to lead the little boy away, and Tao Lan looked at the little boy's limping feet with worry.

Mr. Mo said that if you run more, walk more and exercise more, you may get better when you grow up, but Tao Lan is still afraid.

Her son's leg was pierced by a man, and he had been pierced with silver needles for an unknown number of months.

The vicious woman committed suicide immediately after the incident. Even if she was exposed to the sun and whipped to death, Tao Lan couldn't understand the anger in her heart.

After investigation, the woman came from Zhitu.

Why didn't Chang Yan Wang, Zhi Tu, who had died so far that there were no more than two adults left, let them exterminate them? !

The emotion in Tao Lan's eyes was strong and surging, and she didn't hide it. The aunt at the side stepped forward: "Madam, you still have a fetus, don't get angry."

Tao Lan glanced at her, raised her hand to touch her slightly raised belly: "You're right, I shouldn't be angry."

Suddenly footsteps came from outside, very hurried.

Tao Lan looked over, and Dingyun came quickly, and said seriously: "Ma'am, something really happened in Hejing."

Tao Lan was puzzled: "Ivan and the others should have only arrived in Hejing not long ago, so they can send the letter back so soon?"

"No, it's Shen Lie...he sent a carload of heads over, it's Meteor and the others."

Tao Lan stood up in shock: "One car? What does one car mean?"

"It's the forces we have been operating in Hejing for many years, all of which have been pulled out..."

"Shen Lie!" Tao Lan gritted her teeth, "This hateful bastard!"

"There is another corpse on the carriage," Ding Yun said lightly, "it is the youngest son of Lord Zhu Xiuying in Lanze City, Xuexiang Qiuyuan. Xuexiang Shenmu, the daughter of Lord Zhu Xiuying, followed Master Ivan to Hejing. With such a big incident happening in Beijing, I don’t know if they will be safe.” (End of this chapter)