imperial psychologist

Chapter 719
One day passed, and the number of people on both sides of the road really decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The east and south gates are open all day.

The food transport team went to the south, and the north-moving team went to the east. The snow fell on people's faces and necks, and no one said a word. Only the wheels and people's feet stepped on the snow together, making a creak. , creaking sound.

In the north of the city, Bo Ling opened the curtain and stepped into Wang Meng's tent again.

"Song Qing is here," Wang Meng and the others stopped their previous conversation, "We happened to be talking about you."

Bai Ling glanced at everyone, "What are you talking about me?"

Xue Ziping said, "Pack up your things too, go with the food delivery team through the south gate, and go back to Zhuozhou, where is the real safe rear."

Bo Ling lowered his eyes and smiled, "Wait for tomorrow, tomorrow evening."

"It's better as soon as possible." Wang Meng looked towards Bai Ling, "As you expected, the Jin soldiers from Yanzhou and Zhuozhou are now gathering in the direction of looking in both directions."

In the evening, Bai Ling rode a horse, and together with Xue Zian, wandered in the streets and alleys.

"Did Zian fight against Jin Bing a lot in the past?" Bo Ling asked suddenly.

"Ha, you look down on me for asking this question." Xue Zian laughed, "I knew how to touch a corpse before I could walk! If you don't believe me, ask my brother."

"Touch the corpse?"

"It's just taking things from the dead."

"Oh." Bai Ling nodded.

"Wait, have you never touched the corpse of a gold thief?"

"...Really not." Bai Ling looked at Xue Zian, "Is there anything special?"

"Of course! Gold thieves are very cunning. Their attitude towards corpses is different from ours. There is no such thing as being buried in the ground and the dead are the greatest. They don't care if they are dead. In the early years, many Zhou soldiers When clearing the battlefield, if you see knives and arrows on the body of a golden man, go back and pick them up. The gold thief will bury earth mines under the corpse. When the corpse moves, the earth mine will explode.

"Those gunpowder are not very powerful. Even if there is a thunderstorm, it can't hurt people's lives... But even if they can survive, their hands or feet must be useless."

Bai Ling was taken aback for a moment, "When did this happen?"

"It's only in the past ten or twenty years. I don't know the details," Xue Zian replied, and he glanced at Bai Ling, "...you won't be hearing it for the first time."

"I thought Jin people were not very good at gunpowder..."

"I'm not good at it, but I'm not that bad at it. I heard that the gunpowder was passed from the gold thief in the first place." Xue Zian frowned, "The Shen family army suffered a lot in Yanzhou before, so other places later Pay attention, try to push the battlefield away from the town, especially away from the water source, so that even if the corpse is left there, it will not bring plague."

Bo Ling's ears couldn't help pricking up, "Does Zi'an know what kind of losses Shen Jiajun suffered?"

"I've heard it all, after all, I was still young at that time," Xue Zian said softly, "It is said that when the gold thief first started using earth mines, they used them in the Yanzhou area. At that time, Shen Jiajun had an unwritten The rule is that no soldier is left behind, even if he is dead and disabled and cannot be rescued, the corpse must be brought back to the northern border for burial..."

Bo Ling's hand holding the rein trembled slightly.

"Of course the result was tragic," Xue Zian said softly, "I heard that Old General Shen himself narrowly escaped death. The Shen family's army has fought against the gold thief for so many years, and that should be their worst loss."

"...General Shen is also in Yanzhou now." Bo Ling said suddenly.

"That's right," Xue Zian nodded, "In the past few years, Old General Shen himself often went to Yanzhou."

"is it?"

"He used to stay in Zhuozhou most of the time. He didn't go to Yanzhou very often. Sometimes even if he passed through Yanzhou, he seldom spent the night there," Xue Zian said softly. Guess, is it because General Shen was afraid of being killed by gold thieves in Yanzhou... don't tell my brother about this."

"Haha, of course not." Bai Ling said softly, "Then why did General Shen often go to the Yanzhou area in recent years? Has Zion heard any news?"

"Maybe it's just thinking about it? I haven't inquired too much about it," Xue Zian said in a low voice. "The most famous one was six years ago. General Shen returned to the battlefield of the year and held a battle there. Condolences."

"Really..." Bai Ling sighed again.

"At that time, someone specially asked a master who knew Feng Shui to go to see it. They said that the evil soldiers were rampant in that area, and the evil spirit was too strong. It would be good for General Shen to do such a ceremony."

Xue Zian folded his hands and put them behind his head.

"However, who knows about this kind of thing, General Shen himself hates the theory of ghosts and gods the most...Maybe when you get old, you just can't help but rely on it."

Bo Ling listened with some ecstasy.

"By the way, where is Mr. Xiao going now?" Xue Zian looked at Bai Ling, "It's already meal time, and the food will be cold when I go back later..."

Seeing that Bo Ling seemed to be in a daze, Xue Zi'an rode forward, circled in front of Bo Ling, stretched out his hand and shook, "Little Mister, what are you thinking? Hey, hey!"

"...If you are hungry, I still have dry food here." Bo Ling turned back and smiled, "I still want to take advantage of the sunset at this moment to visit the Forest of Steles in the east of the city."

"Forest of steles? What's so interesting about that?"

"The last time I came here for a quick glance, Lord Wang called me away." Bai Ling kicked the horse's belly vigorously, "I have been looking at both sides for so many days, and I always think that there will be opportunities in the future... Tomorrow is I really have to go, take advantage of tonight's situation, and go read it again."

"I don't understand you scholars..." Xue Zian looked at Bai Ling who suddenly galloped, and immediately followed him, "Wait for me, don't run too fast!"

……

At night, the west wind hunts.

After the winter, the strong wind in the north seems to be blowing hard, and the banners of the Jinbing camps looking out from both sides are waving.

Whenever the sun disappears at the end of the horizon, the sky and the earth will suddenly cool down.

Most of the people outside the camp at this time were patrolling soldiers and cavalry, but there were exceptions, such as Lan Zhijun.

He was wearing a thick leather woven robe and a velvet cap on his head, standing with his hands behind his back in the cold wind.

Aguili searched all over the tent, but after running for a long time, he found out that his Jinbei counselor was outside the tent at the moment.Regardless of the wind and snow, he quickly followed the directions of his entourage to Lan Zhijun's side.

The two put their palms against the backs of each other's hands, and then said hello in golden language—— Lan Zhijun's golden language is very good, if you don't look at his face, I'm afraid even Aguili won't be able to recognize it. Not a compatriot, but a foreigner from a foreign land.

"Sir, you are really clever!" Aguili praised sincerely, "Everything has been arranged now, and we will wait for tomorrow's dawn."

Looking at the dark sky in the distance, Lan Zhijun lowered her eyes and smiled.

"Maybe we don't have to wait until dawn," he said softly, "we might as well do it tonight."

(End of this chapter)