Time-traveling Bastards Are Politics

Chapter 109
After reading it, Feng Yong nodded with satisfaction: "In the future, don't think about what's not there anymore. We're all our own people. It's inevitable that when your tongue touches your teeth, don't care about each other. You'll be fine. .It would be bad if all of us have a suspicion.”

Hemeng nodded: "What the prince said is that we are ignorant, and we won't be in the future."

Feng Yong looked at Hemeng's appearance, and suddenly thought in her heart, it's better to hit him a little bit, otherwise it's not good to say anything.

Seeing Feng Yong frowned, Zhengchu knew that Feng Yong still hated these two people, so he pretended not to know what happened, and said with a smile: "What brother said is that Zhengchu has something to ask the two sisters. , I just don’t know if I should ask.”

"It's all from my family, so just say what you have, don't cover it up, you're still young, they won't blame you if you say it, won't you?" Feng Yong joked with a smile, but the eyes were still looking at Hemeng.

Hemeng hurriedly apologized with a smile: "What the prince said is that we will not haggle with Zhengchu."

"Sister, do you have any other relatives in the capital?" With Zhengchu's innocent appearance, Feng Yong almost believed that Zhengchu knew nothing about it.

After hearing this, Hehuan asked inexplicably: "Hemeng and I are both nobles, but this natal family's status is not noble enough to be reduced to slaves. What's wrong with having relatives in the capital?"

After hearing this, Zhengchu nodded thoughtfully: "Oh, no wonder... no wonder I heard from the store today that Sister Hemeng seemed to be flying a pigeon to pass on a letter yesterday, and the pigeon flew to the direction of the capital, but I don't know if it's the small town in the surrounding villages or not. The child was naughty, and he shot it down with a slingshot. I don’t know what to do now? If the pigeon was passed on to Sister Hemeng’s family, then I should go find the child and get the pigeon back... I just don’t know if it’s too late... ..."

When Hemeng heard this, she stayed where she was, unable to recover for a long while.

Feng Yong looked at Hemeng's face and just wanted to laugh, so she agreed with Zhengchu: "Since it is a pigeon from the family letter, then you must help Hemeng get it back, you can go now, don't let the child be greedy and let it be roasted and eat it." Oh no."

Zheng Chu nodded, and said hastily: "Then I'll go quickly, I want to see pigeons, and I want to see roasted pigeons."

"Pfft..." Feng Yong couldn't help laughing after hearing this.

At this time, Hemeng came to his senses: "No, no need, it's not important, just bake it. Children, don't worry about them."

"But... the pigeon is on my sister's family letter. It's okay. I'll go now and get it back for my sister. If the child wants to eat roasted pigeon, I'll just buy one." After finishing speaking, Zheng Chu was about to go out .

Hemeng couldn't care about anything else, and quickly grabbed Zhengchu: "No, no, don't bother Zhengchu, let's write a letter later and send it back from the post station. It's too troublesome to go like this, let's talk Well, this, it’s not an important letter, so don’t bother Zhengchu to search everywhere. Since it’s inconvenient to pass letters by flying pigeons, let’s ask the post station to send letters for us in the future, it’s safer.”

At this time, Ma Lin came in suddenly, holding the pigeon in his hand, and seeing Hehuan Hemeng kneeling on the ground, he didn't know what to say for a moment.

When Zhengchu saw the pigeon, he quickly smiled and said, "Ah, Brother Ma Lin, how did you get this pigeon back? I just asked to understand. Let's be cute sister."

After hearing this, Ma Lin nodded. He probably knew what Zhengchu wanted to say. He quickly handed the pigeon to Hemeng and said with a smile, "So it's Auntie Hemeng's carrier pigeon. I thought there were spies among us, and I wanted the prince to investigate thoroughly." Let’s take a look. But it’s not bad to think about it, the two aunts He Huan and He Meng are both from noble families, and the way of delivering family letters is naturally higher than ours, so naturally they don’t want to use the post.”

"The horse guard was joking, but because there was an urgent matter at home, he would use the carrier pigeon to inform the servant. There is no such thing as high-level or not. How can the servant, a maid of the noble family, use a more advanced method than the guards who stand shoulder to shoulder with the palace?" After all, He Meng quickly took the carrier pigeon, and when he touched the leg, the note had long since disappeared. He Meng quickly asked: "Dare to ask the horse guard, this carrier pigeon...was it like this when you found it? The letter from the family on it ..."

Ma Lin looked at Hemeng, and knew in his heart that Hemeng was not nervous about this note, but nervous about this note being seen, so he quickly smiled and said, "Auntie Hemeng said, it seems that I deliberately peeked at it." Usually, when I pick it up, the pigeons are almost plucked and roasted, let alone the family letter, the feathers are almost lost. As for the family letter, I think it may be because the child is naughty and I don’t know where to throw it. Aunt Meng wants it, so I'll go back and look for it?"

When Hemeng heard that the note was gone, she let go of the big stone in her heart, and said with a smile: "No, no, since the carrier pigeon is back, I'll just write another one. How dare you bother the horse guard."

"Speaking of letters from home... By the way, you can actually read?" Feng Yong suddenly realized.

Only then did He Meng realize what he had exposed. Even the maids and maids in my palace could not read, so he quickly said: "No, no, no, of course I can't read, so I have to find someone to write every letter home, which is quite troublesome." , that's why I asked where the family letter is just now... The prince also knows this place, and it is quite difficult to find someone who can read."

"Since you were able to find it before, looking for that person now is...why? Is that person not there?" Feng Yong asked with a smile.

"This...this...should...not be here...it's the...guest from the inn next door...should have left." He Meng hesitated.

Feng Yong suddenly realized: "Oh, that's okay, after you think it over, I'll write it for you, anyway, it's a matter of little effort."

When Hemeng heard this, she became even more nervous, and quickly waved her hands: "No... no need, servant girl, servant girl, I will find the innkeeper to do it for me later..."

Feng Yong nodded and turned to tell Zhengchu: "Then you can ask the innkeeper to help her later. If it doesn't work, just give her some money and it'll be fine."

"Okay, I'll let the boss find Sister Hemeng later." After Zhengchu finished speaking, he suddenly remembered something, and continued: "By the way, brother, just now, someone from my sister's natal family took her away, saying that she was returning home." It’s better to recuperate at home, but there are too many people here, so I’m afraid they won’t be well served.”

Feng Yong sighed softly: "Oh, well, that's right, this kind of inn is really not suitable for recuperating. Did Fu Rong and the others go with them?"

"No, Sister Furong and the others are still tidying up in the room, but Sister Furong and the others are still cleaning up in the room, but Sister Furong and the others will catch up as soon as they finish cleaning, so there will be no delay. The carriage made by Sister Furong is naturally not as fast as Sister Furong's riding a horse." Zhengchu said with a smile .

(End of this chapter)