Chapter 521: Things are different

Chapter 521 Things are right and people are wrong

Wei Han sat on the horse, looked at the servant with cold eyes: "I have listened carefully to the imperial edict that the father-in-law just read out, and he didn't say that Xiao Wang is not allowed to take the soldiers back."

The servant was stared at by those dark eyes, his back felt inexplicably cold, and he said with force: "But I didn't say that the prince was allowed to take the soldiers back. Besides, there is still fighting here, and the prince took away so many people, which affected the battle situation." what to do?"

Wei Han glanced over the servant, fell on General Xu, and said in a loud voice: "Now that the enemy has suffered more than half of the casualties, the battle has come to an end. I believe General Xu will be able to triumph."

General Xu cupped his hands: "My lord, you have worked hard."

The servant was annoyed: "My lord, can you guarantee that you will win?"

King Kaiyang didn't pay attention to him, the military supervisor, at all!

Wei Han frowned and looked at the waiter.

The eunuchs and supervisors of the army have always done more than failed, and I don’t know where the emperor’s tendon is cramping, and he made such a stinky move.

Wei Han stared at the waiter, and asked coolly: "Xiao Wang is ordered to return to Beijing, but the father-in-law wants Xiao Wang to guarantee the outcome after you take over. Is this what you mean?"

The servant was stunned by the question.

If he nods, will King Kaiyang come flying over with a knife and chop him off?

"In addition, the thousand or so people that Xiao Wang took away are my guards, and they are not among the soldiers recruited this time." After Wei Han finished speaking, he was too lazy to talk nonsense, and said loudly, "Let's go!"

Watching Wei Han lead the bodyguards away, the servant reacted belatedly: "It's over, King Kaiyang didn't hand over anything, so he just left?"

General Xu and the three exchanged helpless looks, but did not answer.

With such a superintendent, don't spoil the good situation.

The **** supervising the army represents the emperor. If he really wants to make decisions on major issues, even the commander of an army can only listen to the supervising army.

Listening to the servant's endless complaints, the three of them were simultaneously worried about the future.

Wei Han led the pro-guards to the direction of the capital. After a few days, he quietly ordered Shi Huo while he was stationed for a rest: "Take a few people and go directly to the north, and we will wait for arrangements at any time."

The north is where he takes root, where he has familiar and loyal soldiers.

Shihuo clasped fists should be.

"Master, let's eat." A personal guard brought the food and said with a smile, "Today we have broth."

There is a piece of meat bone in the earthen pot, and wild green onions are floating on the soup. It looks simple, but it is rare to drink such a pot of broth on the march.

Wei Han signaled the guards to put down the food, picked up the soup pot and started eating the steamed buns.

After leaving Beijing for many days, it seems that the stomach has not changed the problem of being picky, but being picky is picky, and the stomach always needs to be filled.

However, it is impossible to get used to it. Whenever I eat, I will miss the capital and that person more and more.

At this time, the capital city has already caused an uproar because of Luo Dadu and his family's escape from the capital.

Zhao Shangshu walked out of the yamen, unknowingly stepped on Qingxing Street, and came to a restaurant.

The gate of the wine shop was locked, and it looked more and more lonely in the evening when the sun was about to set. Only the blue wine screen in front of the door was still fluttering in the wind. Probably the people in the wine shop left in a hurry and forgot to take it off.

Zhao Shangshu couldn't help but sighed, and murmured softly: "Why is it so good?"

Someone is standing by your side.

Zhao Shangshu glanced sideways and found that it was Lin Teng.

"Why are you here?"

Lin Teng had a serious face: "The next official is here to accompany you."

Zhao Shangshu twitched the corner of his mouth, sighing: "From then on, I will never have the food and drink from a restaurant."

Lin Teng felt uncomfortable, but he didn't show it at all, and said with relief: "Then your wallet is bulging."

Zhao Shangshu was not comforted at all, and blew on his beard: "I am old, and I still feel heavy with a bulging purse."

What he lacks is money? It is delicious!

"Lin Teng, haven't you been dealing with Miss Luo often recently, and you haven't noticed anything strange?"

Zhao Shangshu was baffled: "I'm asking you, what do you think I'm doing?"

Lin Teng was silent for a while, and asked calmly: "My lord asked Sun Shilang to inquire about it that day, did you really find out nothing?"

Zhao Shangshu's eyelids twitched.

What does this kid mean by asking this?

Standing in front of the wine shop with the wine flag waving, Lin Teng didn't want to hide anything anymore: "I already know who did the disappearance of a woman that I have recently investigated."

"who?"

"Captain Luo."

Zhao Shangshu's eyes tightened.

In fact, when Lin Teng asked him if he had found out anything from Sun Shilang, he had a premonition in his heart.

Sun Shilang said that it was Governor Luo who borrowed the household registration register of the transfer department.

Just hearing Lin Teng say it, my heart was still greatly shaken.

Lin Teng didn't give Lao Shangshu much time to digest, and continued: "The emperor asked Luo Dadu to do this—"

Zhao Shangshu covered Lin Teng's mouth, and was half-dead in anger: "You bastard, are you crazy?"

Lin Teng looked calm and let Zhao Shangshu cover his mouth.

Zhao Shangshu put his hand down embarrassingly, and warned in a low voice: "Don't talk nonsense!"

Lin Teng said indifferently: "Didn't your lord ask the lowly girl Luo what's unusual? The emperor ordered Governor Luo to kill a woman who was born on the seventh day of the seventh month of the Bochen year in Beijing, and Miss Luo is eligible."

He paused for a moment, looked at the wine shop with the door closed and said: "It is probably because of this that Governor Luo escaped with his family."

Zhao Shangshu's face became more and more ugly: "Okay, stop talking!"

"Well, let's not talk about it." Lin Teng lowered his eyes and said in a calm tone.

Seeing him like this, Zhao Shangshu couldn't help but sigh: "Stop standing here stupidly, hurry home and eat."

"Adults go first, the humble job is not hungry."

"Okay." Zhao Shangshu was also in a messy mood, and his steps of leaving were a little staggering.

Lin Teng stood in place for a long time, then whispered, "It's fine to leave."

He turned around and found a girl standing not far away.

"Miss Wang Er." Lin Teng was a little surprised.

The second Miss Wang stepped forward and blessed Lin Teng: "Master Lin."

"It's so late, how come Miss Wang Er is here?"

Miss Wang Er pursed her lips and said softly: "I came here before I knew it."

Lin Teng was silent.

Why isn't he like this.

After a moment of silence, Miss Wang asked, "Master Lin, my sister...do you have any news?"

Lin Teng shook his head slightly: "Sorry."

Miss Wang's eyes dimmed, and her eyelids trembled slightly: "If there is news about my sister, please let Master Lin know."

"good."

"Farewell." Second Miss Wang turned and walked forward, tears falling quietly.

The family is about to leave the capital. Could it be that she will never wait for news from her sister?

The sky was completely dark, and the surrounding restaurants and teahouses were still bustling, but the restaurant in front of me was dark.

Lin Teng left Qingxing Street in silence.

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