Don't Pick Up Boyfriends From The Trash - Chap 192
The letter was expedited by horse.
The messenger said that he was supposed to deliver the message to Wang City, but when he was passing through the Baiqiu post, he heard the postmaster say that the young general was stationed here, so he came straight here and presented a private letter first.
Xiaochi Chi opened the letter, and inside was General Jinghong Shi’s eloquent handwriting.
Xiaochi Chi read the whole letter, his face slightly sunken.
Ziling Chu: ” Zi Gong, how is it?”
Xiaochi Chi casually handed him the letterhead, “Something’s wrong.”
Ziling Chu hesitated a little: ” Zi Gong , this is not the rule ……”
Xiaochi Chi gave a tsk: ” Zi Gong teacher is not here, do not talk to me like that. I let you look at it.”
This is exactly what Ziling Chu had in mind.
In Tingyun Shi’s mind, he is really better than that sick bone.
Now that Zi Gong is in the tent recovering from his illness and is not near, Ziling Chu is able to spy a little bit.
He took the letter, and after a brief glance, he could not hide his astonishment: “Ding Yuan was nearly broken into three days ago?”
“Yes. Perhaps that unit of the Great Green Mountain bandits, sold the news of Uncle Wen’s injury to the Nan Southern people.”
Xiaochi Chi frowned and complained, but his face was anxious, “Uncle Wen is also! He is always so irritable, victory and defeat is a matter of war, how can he be so angry and vomit blood? Now he’s wounded, and he doesn’t know ……”
Ziling Chu went to the side to fetch Nan Southern military deployment map, spread it out on the table, his eyes were calm: “…… Zi Gong , look at the map.”
Xiaochi Chi listened to his words, Cai Fang gathered his anxious color: “Yes. Figure.”
They were thousands of miles away, unable to help, and Jinghong Shi naturally knew this, and the letter had a second purpose besides asking him to come to Zhennanguan.
Whenever there was an emergency on the frontier, Jinghong Shi would write to him, stating the situation of the war, not to make Tingyun Shi anxious, but to ask him to write out a response and send it back to Zhennanguan.
In fact, whenever the letter was sent, the crisis had mostly been resolved, so it was just an occasional test of the father to his son.
As for the third layer of meaning implied in this letter, probably only Xiaochi Chi and Jinghong Shi know it well.
The problem is Ding Yuan City, so it is already clear who is the inside man.
If Tingyun Shi is still a small white fox who does not suspect his own litter, Jinghong Shi is a ripe old red-tailed fox who is quite calm, and his letter does not ask about the inside story, but only talks about the military situation, and the wording of his previous letters is no different at all.
And Jinghong Shi considered more than Xiaochi Chi, fearing that Feiru Wen, a straightforward man of military origin, was too honest to fool Nan Southern people’s eyes, so he simply made up an excuse of a heavy wound and told him not to come out to see people during this period.
Words return to the immediate.
Xiaochi Chi asked Ziling Chu, “How do you think Dingyuan City should be fortified?”
Ziling Chu knelt in front of the map, pointed out a few places and talked about his feelings.
After Xiaochi Chi shared his memory with Tingyun Shi, it can be judged that the few decisions he made were not bad, but a bit rough, leaving out a few details.
Ziling Chu will not do anything to dig his own grave.
He has been undercover for many years and knows Tingyun Shi’s skills inside and out.
Tingyun Shi is still simple-minded and only uses his calculations on the enemy’s side and does not easily suspect his own people.
This is a good thing, but if Ziling Chu thinks he’s being presumptuous and tries to get in the way of Tingyun Shi’s childhood training in military formation, he’s just asking to be killed.
He watched as Tingyun Shi wrote down his proposed strategy and thoughtfully added the areas he had “missed,” and breathed a sigh of relief without a trace.
“Don’t worry, I don’t compete for credit.” Tingyun Shi put aside his pen and said graciously, “I will inform in my letter which is your idea and speak more beautifully for you in front of father.”
Ziling Chu arched her eyes, “Thank you Zi Gong for your kindness.”
Tingyun Shi, who was really frank and true to his word, took a vermilion pen and circled the first half of the war strategy, noting that it was Ziling Chu’s contribution.
Ziling Chu looked at this sincere, naive and foolish young general and felt a sense of compassion.
The strategy of solid defense is written, followed by the strategy of defending the enemy.
When he returned, Tingyun Shi had already put aside his pen, folded the letter paper into a small round wooden seal, closed it with a wooden lid, and then took a fire lacquer block and used a fire fuse to heat up the fire.
The fire paint melted with heat and dripped the melted liquid, which fell right on the seal of the small wooden cylinder.
The fire lacquer seal, which is a carefully blended vermilion color, is different from the fire lacquer sold in the market and is difficult to imitate.
Tingyun Shi said, “Round chapter.”
Before the words were out of his mouth, Ziling Chu arrived with the badge in his hand, attentive and unobtrusive.
Tingyun Shi took it and knocked down the specially shaped curved round seal at the wooden cylinder seal.
When the fire paint dried, Tingyun Shi said, “Go and send it by carrier pigeon.”
Ziling Chu deliberately asked one more question, “Won’t you wait for the messenger sent by General Shih to return?”
Tingyun Shi said, “Didn’t I tell you to bring along good experienced pigeons before the trip? They know the way, and save people the trouble of coming around to the marching party to pick up a trip.”
Ziling Chu took the small wooden cylinder with both hands and gave a salute, ” Ziling this will be done.”
He went to the pigeon’s cage, grabbed one out by hand, tied a small wooden tube on its leg with skillful movements and released it.
After the snow-white figures of the doves disappeared into the sky, Ziling Chu smiled slightly, knelt down and tapped his index finger twice on the cage.
A gray-haired pigeon with a white patch on its forehead jumped twice, came to the cage, and pecked his fingertips affectionately.
Ziling Chu took out some rice from his pocket and fed it with a gentle look.
Tingyun Shi’s sudden departure from Wang City caught him off guard.
He had prepared a handful of killing moves beforehand, should he give up, or should he seize the time and make a quick move?
Ziling Chu’s ears were not bad enough to retract his fingers in time to pretend to check the lock of the pigeon coop and stand up right in front of a black power hedge.
The man’s eyes were hidden under layers of veil and fog, and could not be seen clearly, so Ziling Chu could not guess the man’s thoughts through his eyes and felt a bit wary.
Yeshu Li, who was pushing Fengmian Yu, did not notice the darkness between them and greeted, “Ling A, did Zi Gong ask you to send a letter again?”
“Yes.”
Ziling Chu arched his hand to Fengmian Yu in his wheelchair, “The dew is heavy at night, why is Master Zi Gong out?”
The man’s slightly mute voice came out from under the hedge: “The body is better, since I do not want to be bored in the military tent, the stink is too heavy. Go to the tent and light an incense.”
Yeshu Li was stunned: ” Cai Fang Zi Gong teacher how not to say it to Ah Shu, Ah Shu will go back later and then order on.”
Fengmian Yu said lightly, “I’ve already bothered you enough today. Now you push me to blow a little wind, he went to light incense, when I return to the tent can also be more comfortable.”
When he said that, he raised his head slightly, “Please do.”
Ziling Chu has long been accustomed to the explicit sarcasm of the sixth prince, this is the first time he has received this kind of secret stab that does not say much but reminds him that he is a slave, but after all, he has been undercover for many years and has developed a temperament that can bear whatever insults he receives.
…… Before becoming a Nan Southern royal son, these small things need not be taken to heart.
He was not submissive: “Yes, Ziling, yes.”
He arched his hand to leave, trying to get away from this eccentric and prickly sick boy.
But Fengmian Yu spoke up again: “Ziling, is that your name?”
Ziling Chu had to stand still: “Yes.”
Fengmian Yu said gently, “I thought your name was Ling A .”
Ziling Chu was uncomfortable with this gentle yet vaguely haughty attitude.
Yeshu Li explained from the side, “Master Zi Gong, this is how it is, my real name is Yeshu Li and Ling A’s real name is Ziling Chu. When Zi Gong first accepted us into his house, he called me Ah Shu and Ling A. At that time, Wang City Wind changed the name of the boy, something like ‘Qingfeng’. At that time, Wang City changed the names of the servants, such as ‘Qingfeng’, ‘Mingyue’, ‘qinqi, calligraphy and painting’, in order to show the elegance, and some even changed their surnames, for fear of being ridiculed that their masters did not have any surname. Some of them even changed their surnames for fear of being ridiculed for not having literary skills in their hosts’ bellies. Zi Gong did not change our name, said it is the name of the parents, should not change, only the last word, look close, and good.”
Fengmian Yu nodded once and then turned to Ziling Chu with a little more playfulness in his voice: “Do you have any comments on the name Zi Gong chose for you?”
Ziling Chu heart within some anxiety: “Zi …… Ling A did not mean it.”
Yeshu Li had the intention to explain for Ziling Chu: “Master Zi Gong is not to blame, Zi Gong has always favored Ling A and allowed him to call himself by his name in private.”
Fengmian Yu said, “In front of Zi Gong, you can do as you please, but in the army, the hierarchy is strict, everyone is waiting to see how the young general behaves, as his sidekick, if you mess up the rules of respect, you will lose your Zi Gong’s face, got it?”
Once he heard that the matter might affect Zi Gong’s face, Yeshu Li immediately stopped talking and gave a wink to Ziling Chu, telling him to obediently answer yes.
Ziling Chu pursed her lips and looked like she truly knew she was wrong: “It’s Ling A’s fault,” she said.
Fengmian Yu seems to be a casual pointing out, and he just said it.
“Let’s go. Go to Zi Gong’s tent.”
Ah Shu answered yes and pushed him to go, when Fengmian Yu turned his head again and instructed, “Don’t forget to light the incense.”
Ziling Chu’s face was no longer smiling as he watched Zi Gong’s teacher leave.
Once again, he realized that without Zi Gong, he was just a clever boy in the eyes of the general.
A boy, how to win the eyes of others, so that people look at him differently?
…… Only merit, only merit.
With that in mind, Ziling Chu turned his attention to the pigeon coop behind him.
The pigeon with the spotted forehead had eaten enough and was jumping around in the cage, mingling with the other pigeons and looking no different.
That plan, he had to do.
……
After entering Zi Gong’s tent, Xiaochi Chi informed Ying Lou of the news he had received: “Master Zi Gong, Dingyuan was attacked, but the city was saved.”
Ying Lou knew what he meant: “Then we should go to Dingyuan first?”
Shu, who thought they were going to Yongzhou, didn’t react much when he heard the news.
He did not know much about the military, but only two things:
First, Zi Gong handed over the matter are important, Zi Gong want him to keep his mouth shut about military information, then he will not say a word more.
Secondly, the military opportunity is changing rapidly, not he a deep house boy can be a comment. It doesn’t matter if he is Yongzhou or Dingyuan, he will go wherever Zi Gong goes.
He found that the tea in the teapot was too strong, which might not be good for Zi Gong’s stomach and intestines, so he took it out and poured it, intending to brew it again.
After Shu left, Xiaochi Chi asked him, “Why don’t you take a good rest in the tent?”
Ying Lou : “I was just worried that you would suddenly change your plan, and Ziling Chu would not take Jinghong Shi lightly for the sake of safety. So I deliberately came out to send him a reason to do it.”
