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However, within half an hour, several of the soldiers returned angrily, "Miss Lu doesn't want us to follow, if she says we follow her, she will kill herself.

"We also tried to follow quietly, but somehow Miss Lu found out."

Zhang Jia frowned, "How is this possible!" The soldiers he picked were outstanding scouts, how could a little female military doctor, Lu Suwen, see through them?

However, these people would not lie, so he had to report it to Song Qingzhai.

Song Qingzhai pondered for a while and said: "She is a doctor, she is familiar with the properties of medicinal materials, and her sense of smell is more sensitive than ordinary people. Maybe she sprinkled medicinal powder on them."

Called a few scouts over to check, and it was true.

Song Qingzhai said quickly: "Since she is determined to go her own way, we will ignore it." He thought that Lu Suwen was a lonely woman, and realized that the journey was difficult, so she would definitely give up halfway.

Then let people say hello to the station along the way, and let people follow the escort from the station.

But who would have expected that Lu Suwen would not take the post road!
So soon, the people sent by Song Qingzhai lost track of Lu Suwen.

Song Qingzhai was also a little annoyed: "Since she is so assertive, let her do as she pleases!"

Xu Ji didn't persuade him either, she didn't want to pay too much attention to such a left-minded person.

The twelfth lunar month is about to enter in a blink of an eye, and the celebration banquet that was originally planned to be held in October was postponed due to troubles in the palace and Zhou Qi was injured, and it was finally scheduled for the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month.

Not only Song Qingzhai was invited, even Xu Ji got a post.

When I received the post, it happened to be the first day of the twelfth lunar month, and both the General's Palace and the Princess's Palace were preparing for the upcoming Laba Festival.

The willow branches and willow leaves all advised Xu Ji not to go because of his illness, "The people who go there are all court officials. You are a female family member, why are you going?"

The two were angrily: "Your Majesty is obviously uneasy and kind!"

Xu Ji nodded the noses of the two of them, "You are getting more and more courageous, and even dare to criticize His Majesty."

The willow branches and willow leaves blushed with anger, "Since he can do it well, don't be afraid of being criticized!"

"Do you think I'm the kind of person who is easy to play with?" Xu Ji smiled, "He posted a post for me, so I'm going?"

The willow branches and willow leaves all breathed a sigh of relief, "If the princess can think so, the servants will be relieved."

Xu Ji played with the bronzing post in his hand. It stands to reason that the emperor only needs to deliver a decree to give a banquet, whether it is a formal imperial decree or an oral order. Why bother to post a post?
Or did he deliberately do this trick because he knew he wouldn't go to the banquet?
Just as he was thinking about it, Song Qingzhai came over, saw the post in her hand, immediately frowned, and snatched it away, "Why are you so big-hearted! He even tried to kill his own mother, isn't it afraid that it's poisonous? "

Although his tone was not good, he was full of concern, and Xu Ji was naturally moved.

Willow branches and willow leaves saluted, and explained: "My lord, don't worry, the posts have been checked before they are sent to this house."

Then back away quietly.

Only then did Xu Ji ask, "Do you think I want to go?"

"Of course I won't go!" Song Qingzhai was very firm, "I still need you to do me a little favor. It would be inconvenient if you go."

Xu Ji was sitting lazily, but when he heard this, he sat up straight and asked with great interest, "What's the matter?"

"I need a batch of weapons," Song Qingzhai said. "No matter how bastard he is, he still has a group of fans under his command. We don't have enough manpower. I borrowed some generals from the old dukes of the country. Give them uniform weapons."