Cifengque

Chapter 80 It's All Acting
Ying Wuchen's smile was slightly restrained, no emotion could be seen, and he said lightly: "My foundation is not here, it might be better for these people to follow her."

Ziyi frowned: "Master, have you forgotten your ambition?"

Yes, their foundation is indeed not in the Northern Dynasty, but they don't just want to return to the Southern Dynasty, what they want is this world!

The lady of the Jun family is a noble lady of the Northern Dynasty, and she is such a capable person. Sooner or later, she will become the barrier and pillar of the Northern Dynasty. difficult!
"Isn't what I'm doing now also paving the way for her?" The long and thin eyelashes parted, as if a sharp light flashed away, making his dark eyes too deep to look at each other.

Now he is diligently playing the role of Ying Jiulang, planning for the Ying family and dealing with Zhou Rong. Isn't he paving the way for the emperor's resignation? .

"This..." Zi Yi was dumbfounded for a moment, not knowing how to refute.

Ying Wuchen said in a low voice, "You talk too much today."

Knowing that Ying Wuchen was offended by his slip of the tongue, Zi Yi bowed his head and dared not speak again.

"Let's see her ability." Ying Wuchen's black eyes with a little smile showed a trace of expectation.

She has a power that seems to be able to explode infinitely, and she can always create some surprises for him, just like she was able to assassinate Zhou Ye this time.

It is precisely because of this that Ying Wuchen decided to hand over these people to her.She gave up, but he didn't intend to send the Buddha to the west, and took her down for her. Whether she could add wings depends on her ability.

Zhou Ye died, and Zhou Rong hurried back to Jinyang regardless of the loss of his son. Yuanyou tried his best to slow him down when he got the news. The rear, so as not to take advantage of the troubled waters to fish.

It is precisely because Zhou Rong has no time to look after him at the moment that Junci wants to strike while the iron is hot and deal with this gang of gangsters as soon as possible.

Taking the information provided by Ying Wuchen, Junci studied for half a day and came up with a solution.

At night, she summoned Liu Cheng and others, handed over all the matters of training the soldiers to Liu Cheng, and explained that if there is any difficulty in the army, just ask Ying Wuchen for advice.

As for where she was going and what she was going to do, she was a general, so naturally she didn't need to tell them.

This time she didn't sneak around, and left the camp with Ah Chi, heading straight to Zhoushan.

Zhou Shan was on the west side of the capital, and was still connected to their barracks. Junci did not take a detour, but took the road with his horses and chariots.

She is dressed in crimson clothes, a maroon horse, bright red hair with high strands of blue silk, facing the sun, flaunting her eyes, the smile on her face is as bright as a rose, and her clear eyes look at each other, like a girl who has just run out of a cage A wealthy young man who knows nothing about the world.

As soon as she entered the village, she caught the attention of the villagers. She also looked at the villagers with curiosity in her eyes, but she didn't get off the horse, let alone stop.

After passing through the village, not long after, she entered another village, also passing by from the beginning to the end of the village, without stopping, not even begging for a bowl of water.

When she passed through the fourth village, seeing that she was about to leave the end of the village, an old man saw that she had taken off the water bag and poured it for a long time without pouring out a drop of water, so he poured a bowl of water and handed it over with kindness: "Xiao Langjun, drink a bowl."

Junci seemed unprepared, took it shyly, raised his head and gulped it down, handed the bowl back at the same time, handed ten coins to the old man, and handed over his own water bag by the way: "The old man's family can Got cold water? Fill it up, please."

Cold water is not the water drawn from the well, but the water that has been boiled and cooled. The villagers in the mountains and fields don't seem to understand it, so they have to fill it with money and water bags.

Jun Ci hastily got off his horse, staggered a bit, and ran over to stop him: "Old man, I don't drink raw water."

Only then did the old man understand, and he felt a little embarrassed: "My lord, I'm sorry, I don't understand, but we only have raw water..." It seemed that he was very reluctant to part with the ten Wen money you gave me, and didn't want to hand it back. "Xiao Langjun, look... the little old man can cook a pot for you?"

Jun Ci looked at the sun, the sun was high at noon, and the sun was dazzling, which made her a little bit blindfolded; "Old man, please steam me some steamed buns to make some durable dry food."

After saying that, he took a bulging purse from his waist, took out a handful, about a hundred cash, and stuffed it all into the old man's hand.

The old man was very excited, and quickly invited Junci to sit under the shade of a tree: "Young Lord, wait a moment, the little old man will go and call my wife back. Her skill in making steamed buns is unique in our village."

While backing away, the old man remarked to Jun with a smile on his face, and when he got to the door, he raised his voice and shouted into the room: "Da Lang, hurry up and take care of Xiao Lang Jun's horse."

"Okay, Ah Weng." Not long after, an eight or nine-year-old boy ran out and grabbed Ah Chi. Ah Chi instinctively repelled and wanted to avoid it. Junci seemed to clear his throat and coughed, and Ah Chi lowered his eyelids. , let the little hairy boy take it away.

There were also noises in the kitchen. The young woman in plain clothes started to burn the stove. Junci took out a book from his arms and began to read. The old man came back after a while and brought some wine.

"Mr. Xiao Lang looks like a scholar." The old man began to test.

Junci scratched his head, a little jerky: "Know a few words, this time I traveled away from home, I promised my father and brother not to neglect their studies."

The old man looked at Junci, but his lips were red and his teeth were white, but his skin was not delicate enough, and he didn't look like a noble son from a wealthy family, so he asked calmly, "Where is Mr. Xiaolang from? How long has he been away from home?" Where are you going?"

"I am from Matou County. I live in Mengcheng. I have been away from home for more than a month. I just came out of the capital and I am going to go north again." Harmful.

It turns out that I have been traveling for more than a month, no wonder it is so sun-dried, the old man thought to himself, he was still smiling and chatting with Junci, and after talking for a while, he slipped out of the meaningless Junci's mouth. all her information.

At this time, the little boy came back, his face was excited and excited, and he couldn't hide his joy when he looked at his grandfather.

Afraid that Junci would see the clues, Ah Weng hurriedly scolded: "Look, I'm so greedy, the old woman makes more buns, and with the honor of Mr. Xiaolang, our family will also have a good meal."

White flour steamed buns are precious things, and ordinary people seldom use white flour to make steamed buns.

The craftsmanship of this old woman is really good, soft and delicious, sweet aftertaste, if it is not mixed with inferior Mongolian sweat medicine, she should be able to eat ten or twenty in one go.

But she is a frail scholar now, she had to eat three before collapsing.

Soon she was put into a cloth bag, and someone carried her, bumping all the way up the mountain.

(End of this chapter)