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

Chapter 132 Hiding in the Western Jin Army

Rong Peilan gritted her teeth and did not respond.

She's gambling.

I bet the Tiger Army will attack tonight.

She wanted to provoke Mu Chun and make him lose his composure. People would make wrong judgments only when they were emotionally excited, which made it impossible for him to respond when attacked at night.

Only if the military advisor Mu Chun is in chaos will the Western Jin army be in chaos.

But now Mu Chun no longer had the sadness he had just shown.

He picked up the kite from the ground calmly and said, "Dad promised you the kite. Dad did it."

"Father also promised your mother that he would protect you throughout your life, and Father will do it."

Rong Peilan snorted coldly. It was the same sentence again.

"What about Kuan Ge'er? Didn't mother tell you in your dream to protect him as well?"

"Or the Xie family, didn't they send you dreams?"

Mu Chun put the kite on the windowsill and looked up at Rong Peilan.

"Kuan'er, someone will send him to the Western Jin Dynasty when the time comes, and then you and your sister will be reunited."

After saying that, he turned around and prepared to leave.

Before leaving, he thought of something and turned back to say something to her.

"Lan'er, you are still too young to fight with Dad. Don't waste your energy. Go to Western Jin with Dad peacefully in two days."

Rong Peilan almost bit her teeth.

All they could do was watch Muchun's back disappear at the gate of the courtyard.

Mu Chun walked out of the courtyard, feeling a pain in his heart as if it were pricked by dense thorns, and a tear quietly slipped from his eye without a pupil.

It's just that the mask is covering it, so no one knows it except him.

Wan Lie came forward and said, "Sir, there's a letter."

"Whose letter?"

"Mr. Xue."

Mu Chun snorted coldly, "He's a fence-sitter. He's still alive?"

Wan Lie lowered his head and did not answer.

"Go and have a look."

-

Yanjing.

Xue Jinghe stood aside with his head bowed, "Your Highness, the carrier pigeon I sent out has not returned."

"Mr. Mu should have picked up the phone."

Prince Sheng closed his eyes slightly, "You used to be Prince Qing's staff member. Now that you can send a message to Muchun safely, doesn't that mean you can let him know that you have defected to me?"

Xue Jinghe didn't care at all, "Mu Chun serves two masters, no, three masters, so why can't his subordinates abandon the dark and join the light?"

"Mu Chunxin left such a big mess behind and walked away. Your Highness must not let him off easily."

"Spare me?" King Sheng opened his eyes. "He is far away now. What can you do to him?"

Xue Jinghe frowned, "Mu Chun was apparently helping Prince Qing seize the throne, but in reality he was working for you. Now that it was about to be accomplished, why did he leave?"

King Sheng did not answer him.

Mu Chun was picked up by Meng Xuansheng.

He knew from the beginning that Mu Chun was Rong Pingyuan.

It was a miracle that Rong Pingyuan was able to survive the clutches of her aunt, that crazy woman.

If it weren't for his treatment, Rong Pingyuan would have died on the day he left the princess's mansion.

They are just in a relationship of mutual exploitation.

Rong Pingyuan had the talent of a prime minister, but he met an emperor like the sage.

Even if you have unparalleled talent, you can only wander among the mountains and rivers.

Rong Pingyuan is as handsome as Pan An, but he meets a crazy person like his aunt.

Even if you are content with peace, you cannot escape the clutches of those in power.

So, the two of them.

One needs the other's talent to help him seize the throne.

One needs the other's power to help him get revenge.

Thinking of this, Meng Xuansheng's face gradually turned cold. He just didn't expect that Mu Chun would even plot against him!
Their plan was to let the princess of Western Jin enter the palace.

Now it has turned into peace talks.

When he realized something was wrong, Mu Chun disappeared without a trace.

"Mu Chun replied to the letter and reported it again."

"Yes."

-

Western Jin Dynasty, Mule River.

Ji Yunzhang and Qin Anjiang were lying on the edge of a small valley.

It was late at night and the place was covered in fog.

The Mule River is also called Fengqing River, and across the river is Fengqing Town of Daqi.

On the riverbank, hundreds of thousands of troops were stationed, and torches illuminated the camp.

Ji Yunzhang gritted his teeth and said, "They are indeed here, preparing to launch a surprise attack from Fengqing."

Qin Anjiang's expression was not very good. "I wonder how long the Western Jin army has been here. Will they launch a surprise attack at any time?"

"According to the date, the Princess of the Western Jin Dynasty should have been in Yanjing for more than two months."

"If the princess died in Yanjing, the Western Jin Dynasty would have a legitimate reason to send troops."

Ji Yunzhang stuffed the Sinan in his arms into Qin Anjiang's hands.

"General Qin, let's split our forces into two groups. You ride back quickly, and I will sneak into the Western Jin army."

Qin Anjiang looked at him sideways, "How can you hide? You can't even speak the Western Jin language, you..."

Ji Yunzhang patted his shoulder and interrupted him, "General Qin has been at the border for many years. Maybe someone recognizes you. I am a stranger. Besides, didn't General Qin say that I am a mute now?"

Qin Anjiang hesitated for a moment and said no more.

He took out a bamboo tube that was still a little longer from his bosom and said, "This is the signal of the Black Armor Army. If the Western Jin Army reaches Fengqing, we will release this, and the Huben Army will naturally understand it."

Ji Yunzhang put the things in his arms and patted them, "Don't worry, I will be careful."

Qin Anjiang gritted his teeth, said one last sentence, and resolutely turned and left.

"When we get back to Daqi, I will definitely treat you to some wine and roast lamb!"

Ji Yunzhang turned around and saw Qin Anjiang's back disappearing in the fog.

He then got up and went back to the valley, took the horse and backpack prepared for him by Cheng Libin, found a place that was not too conspicuous but could still be found, unloaded the bag, and settled down to sleep.

He wanted the Western Jin army to discover him.

What we lack in war is people.

How could they not accept someone who came to their doorstep?

Early the next morning, Ji Yunzhang was kicked awake before he woke up.

The Western Jin army leader, carrying a longbow, looked him up and down.

"What are you doing here?"

Ji Yunzhang had been in the Western Jin Dynasty for about a month. Although he could not speak, he could understand roughly what was said.

He uttered “ahhh” twice and then waved his hands.

The military leader was burly and looked very scary. "Mute?"

Ji Yunzhang pretended to be scared, took two steps back, and then nodded.

Another Western Jin soldier kicked him and said impatiently, "I asked you what you are doing here. Can't you gesture? What are you talking about?"

Ji Yunzhang quickly made a sheep horn gesture, then looked around and made a gesture of slapping his thigh in anxiety.

The military leader understood now, "Your sheep is lost?"

The only property of the herdsmen in the Western Jin Dynasty was their cattle and sheep, which they had to count every day. If one was lost, they would look for it no matter how far they had to go.

I will only give up when I really can't find it.

The Western Jin soldier nudged the military leader with his elbow and said, "Boss, this guy is young and strong. Isn't he a laborer delivered to your door?"

The military leader still looked at him cautiously, "What's your name?"

Ji Yunzhang took out a blue cloth strip from his sheepskin bag and tied it around his head.

There are two words "Bayan" from the Western Jin Dynasty sewn on the door.

The military leader looked at the cloth strip and asked, "Bayan?"

Ji Yunzhang pointed to his forehead, then grinned and nodded.

(End of this chapter)