After the marriage, the cousin was spoiled by the whole family of the Marquis's Mansion

Chapter 126: The Merchant Woman Does Not Know the Sorrow of a Lost Country

Rong Peilan fell to the ground, she looked at Wan Lie with an expressionless face, gritted her teeth and stood up on her knees. At this time, a burst of hurried horse hoof sounds came from outside the wall.

Then a voice came faintly, "Wei Shuo, hurry up and catch up."

It really was Jin Shaoyi’s voice.

Rong Peilan closed her eyes in despair.

The people around Mu Chun are all masters. How can two women like them escape?

Wan Lie said coldly, "Miss, you should just focus on recovering from your injuries. The master stayed in Guangyang for a few days just for you."

Rong Peilan's pale face was without a trace of blood, and in some ways, she looked very similar to Muchun.

Just like now, no matter how bad the situation is, he is so calm and composed that people feel like they are in their own yard.

"Tell Mr. Mu that if he wants to escape, I can't do anything about it. I have to go back to Beijing."

Wan Lie just looked up at her and said, "Yanjing is just a cage now. If you go in, you can't get out. You will die for sure."

His words undoubtedly cut her heart like a sharp knife.

There are so many people in Yanjing that she cares about.

Rong Peilan said with red eyes, "The merchant girl knows not the sorrow of losing her country, she still sings the song of Hou Ting Hua across the river."

"Mr. Mu is very clear about it. Even the river is not enough. He can't wait to escape to the Western Jin Dynasty and sing a song."

As she said this she sneered, "Is it possible that people from the Western Jin Dynasty could understand Mr. Mu's music?"

Wan Lie ignored her sarcasm, took one last look at her, turned around and walked towards the door.

Before closing the door, he looked at the two embarrassed people and said calmly.

"If you don't want this maid to die right now, you should just stay here and recuperate."

After saying this, without even looking at their reactions, he walked straight out and locked the door.

Haitang looked at the young lady with a pale face, and her lips could not help but tremble.

"What should we do, Madam? Are we really going to Western Jin?"

Rong Peilan reached out, took Haitang's hand and squeezed it.

In this situation, she actually felt a little clearer.

Daqi and Western Jin established three ports at the gate, Yangxie Town, Chidu Town and Fengqing Town.

Yangxie Town is the closest and has the most people.

If Mu Chun had made arrangements in advance, or if someone from the Western Jin Dynasty had been available to pick him up, he would definitely not have gone to Yangxie Town.

It can only be Chidu and Fengqing.

Rong Peilan closed her eyes and took a deep breath, regardless of whether it was Chidu or Fengqing.

Before passing the customs, they all looked for opportunities to escape.

The person she loves most is Yan Jing, and she is unwilling to compromise.

She doesn't want to be "Mu Peilan", she will always be just Rong Peilan.

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Western Jin Dynasty.

With a shout of "General", Qin Anjiang silently retracted his dagger.

Cheng Libin realized that the general would not be so young.

"You are..." He began hesitantly.

Qin Anjiang stepped forward and clasped his fists, "Northwest Black Armor Army, Qin Anjiang."

Ji Yunzhang clasped his fists, "Ji Yunzhang." Hearing the familiar words again, Cheng Libin burst into tears.

Several people were crowded in a small tent.

Cheng Sigui skillfully poured goat milk for the two of them.

Cheng Libin pulled a very worn-out pillow from the bed and ripped it apart in two moves.

He took out a small sheepskin roll from it.

"This is the capital of the Western Jin Dynasty that I drew back then."

Qin Anjiang was surprised, "You have already arrived in the capital?!"

Cheng Libin's lips curled up, "Back then, when I first arrived in the Western Jin Dynasty, I met Sigui's mother. It happened that their family had run out of grass and was moving away. I followed them all the way to the capital without any obstacles."

"The herdsmen of the Western Jin Dynasty lived by following the grass and moved frequently, so they were very mobile. It is possible that the ruler of the Western Jin Dynasty was replaced without them knowing it."

"That day I happened to meet Uncle Sigui who had fallen off his horse and was injured. I fixed his bones and that's how I gained their trust and they were willing to take me to the capital."

"But my identity was revealed on the last day."

He pointed at Ji Yunzhang's collar and said, "Underwear, the most common silk inner wear in Daqi, but in the Western Jin Dynasty it was an aristocratic item that only the nobility could wear."

"If you two want to go any further, you must take off your clothes here."

Qin Anjiang and Ji Yunzhang looked at each other. Neither of them had expected that an inner garment could be the key to detection.

"I was able to escape death thanks to a fake death drug given by the general. In the end, I was saved by Sigui's mother, and I lost a leg."

He patted his only remaining leg and said, "I can see my comrades again in this life, and I have no regrets in my death."

Cheng Sigui stepped forward and hugged Cheng Libin's neck, "Dad, let's go to Daqi with them!"

Ji Yunzhang looked at Cheng Sigui's hopeful face, but he couldn't agree.

Now Da Qi and Western Jin are incompatible. The descendants of the two countries, like Cheng Sigui, can only be a symbol of rebellion wherever they go, and will never find a safe place to live in their entire lives.

Cheng Libin couldn't understand the situation. He patted his son on the back of his head and said, "It's good here. I can still spend time with you."

Ji Yunzhang looked at the old parchment scroll in his hand, on which the capital city was carefully drawn.

Cheng Libin said, "Because the capital city is not relocated, the grasslands around it have degraded and the wind and sand are very strong. I haven't been to the capital city for several years, and it will only get worse now."

Ji Yunzhang nodded, "I also discovered that there is no grass around Kulemeng City, and there are no people around."

“So they wanted to move somewhere else.”

"Change place?" Cheng Libin looked at him, and he understood immediately, "Western Jin wants to annex Da Qi?!"

Ji Yunzhang put away the sheepskin scroll and said, "In recent years, the court of Daqi has been in serious factional strife. Prince Qing even secretly communicated with the Western Jin Dynasty and smuggled a large amount of ironware to the Western Jin Dynasty."

"The Western Jin Dynasty has grown a lot in recent years. They are not targeting those small cities on the border, they want the entire Daqi."

Cheng Libin frowned, "No wonder the weapons of Mengcheng's soldiers have become much better in recent years. Even the tools of ordinary herdsmen are made of iron."

Ji Yunzhang said, "Therefore, there is no time to lose. If the Western Jin Dynasty wants to send troops to Daqi, we must take them by surprise and directly attack their capital."

"It's just that the terrain and climate of the Western Jin Dynasty were special, and the borders were strictly controlled, so there is no detailed map of the Western Jin Dynasty."

Cheng Libin said, "Back then, I followed the migration directly to the capital, and only drew a migration route."

"This road is not the shortest. We need to make a detailed plan on how to get from Yangxie Town to the capital."

Qin Anjiang spoke up at this time, "Although we have General Cheng's map of the capital, the prince and I still need to go to the capital in person."

Cheng Libin nodded, "Yes, there is no room for error in marching and fighting. This road needs to be walked by the general and the prince himself."

Ji Yunzhang stood up and said, "We are fortunate to have met General Cheng today, which has greatly reduced the time we wasted."

"Time is running out, so we'd better hurry up."

(End of this chapter)