Fast Time Traveling Moon Old Candidate

Chapter 294 The next song (49)

Since Fan Wenfu's expedition, apart from reading, what Bai Lu does most every day is to look in the direction of the frontier and the clouds in the sky in a daze.

From Shangjincheng to the frontier, it would take a month to march, so Bai Lu counted the days against the map every day, and wrote to him when the army arrived at the frontier.

Fan Wenfu guessed that he had the same idea as Bai Lu. After the army arrived at the frontier and was thoroughly reorganized, he asked the people at the station to send his letter to Bai Lu back to Shang Jincheng in the name of sending a letter from home. When he received his letterhead, he also received a letter from Bai Lu in his hand.

The two people who love each other are separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, relying on the small letter to express their longing. Bai Lu will tell her the interesting things she encountered in Shangjin City, while Fan Wenfu Tell her about the vast grasslands in the frontier; Bai Lu will tell him that she has read those books again and knows the strategies that can be used in the art of war, and Fan Wenfu will tell her that she followed her grandfather in those battles and what they used Tricks; Bai Lu would ask him in a nervous letter whether he was in good health or if he was injured, and Fan Wenfu would tell in the letter that he never left his sachet and thought about others every day when he saw things.

The exchange of letters between the two lasted for a year, and even the messengers at the frontier station knew that this young general of the Fan family army had someone on his mind in Shangjin City.

But for the past two consecutive months, Fan Wenfu has not received the letter from Shang Jincheng from anywhere, and he can't help but feel a little nervous. He will go to the station every few days to ask. People can't help but start worrying about this matter.

On this day, Fan Wenfu had just finished training in the martial arts field, changed his armor, and came to the post station.

"Hey, General Fan, you're here again today." When the messengers at the post saw Fan Wenfu, they were already used to it. They raised their heads to say hello, and then continued to do their own things with their heads down.

Fan Wenfu nodded and walked in front of him, "Do you have a letter today?"

"Yes, yes! Originally, I said that if you don't come today, I will send you to the barracks." The messenger bent down and found a letter signed by Fan Wenfu from the pile of letterheads that he specially set aside. Handed it to him with a smile on his face, "Here, General Fan, this is the letter sent from Shang Jincheng. You can rest assured this time."

Fan Wenfu's tough-guy face, which had been polished by the battlefield, couldn't help but blushed slightly. He smiled a little embarrassedly, took the letter from the messenger, and looked at it carefully. It was indeed written for himself. Wrong, received it carefully in his arms, greeted Tong still, and rushed back to his tent in a hurry.

Back in his camp, Fan Wenfu's mouth could not stop rising, he carefully took out the letter from his arms, opened it, looked at the letter in his hand with a smile on his face, but only read a few lines , the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

After reading the entire letter, Fan Wenfu took the letter and went to the old Duke's camp without saying a word.

"Grandpa!" Fan Wenfu rushed into the camp holding the letter. The old man who was reading the military book couldn't help frowning, put down the book in his hand, and accused, "How many times have I said that you will call me a commander in the army! What happened?" Yes, you are in such a hurry."

Fan Wenfu stepped forward and handed the letter in his hand to the old Duke.

The old man glanced at his grandson, took the letter from his hand, and frowned more and more as he looked at it. After reading the last line, he put down the letter in his hand and fell into deep thought.

"What are you going to do now?" The old man opened his mouth after a while, looking up at his grandson, wanting to hear his plan.

"Master Bai has been the magistrate of Changhe County for so many years, and he has always been honest and fair. I am afraid that matters such as accepting bribes need to be investigated." Fan Wenfu looked at the old Duke and expressed his thoughts.

"Yes." The old man nodded, "Bai Mingxi is smart but not a philistine. He has his own way of getting into trouble. In addition, his wife is the daughter of a local rice merchant. This bribery thing does not make sense. But your mother’s letter said that the evidence is conclusive, the officials have personally issued a decree to convict him, and everyone in the White House has ransacked their homes and imprisoned them. Even if you go back now, you will be powerless."

Fan Wenfu lowered his head and clenched his fists tightly with his hands hanging by his side, "My grandson may not be able to make a comeback after knowing this, but he still wants to go back and give it a try, even if it's just to save her."

The old man narrowed his eagle eyes slightly, looking at his grown-up grandson in front of him, his heart was full of relief, he stroked his beard, nodded, "Since you want to, then do it."

"Grandson, thank you grandpa." Fan Wenfu was a little surprised. He knelt down on one knee and saluted his father-in-law with fists in his hands. He stood up and left the camp quickly. He returned to his tent, took his belongings and a few pieces of clothing, and rode on His mount galloped towards Shang Jincheng.

Shang Jincheng, Heaven Prison.

Bai Lu was wearing a gray prison uniform, holding in her arms Cao Mumei, who had fallen into a high fever and was unconscious. Her originally black and smooth hair was scattered behind her back at this moment. There was no light in her almond eyes, and there was a faint look of death.

"This is the medicine I re-prescribed from the doctor. Although it may not be effective, I'd better give her some." A yamen servant dressed in navy blue opened the door and handed the bowl containing the medicine to Bai Lu.

Bai Lu raised her head. Even though she hadn't washed herself for some days, the dirt on her face could not hide her delicate eyebrows. The yamen servant's heart was beating wildly, and the hand holding the medicine was trembling.

"Thank you." Bai Lu lowered her eyes, took the soup from the yamen servant, supported Cao Mumei who was in a daze, and fed the soup into her mouth in small mouthfuls. After drinking the whole bowl of medicine, Bai Lu put the soup bowl Handing it back to the yamen servant, the corners of his mouth curled up, and a smile appeared on his face. The person who was like a pool of stagnant water seemed to be angry again in an instant.

The yamen servant finished the soup bowl, looked at Bai Lu obsessively, was completely captured by the smile on her face, and left the cell with a silly smile on her face.

Bai Lu hugged Cao Mumei, who seemed to be no longer feeling so uncomfortable, and buried her face in her shoulder, unable to restrain her tears.

"Mother..." Bai Lu called out in a low voice, it seemed that the sadness in her heart could be relieved a little.

She didn't understand, but overnight, why everything changed. Her father changed from an honest and fair official to a corrupt and bribe-taking traitor. The more than ten servants and maidservants in the Lie mansion were also imprisoned.

The environment in the dungeon is not good. Within half a month, my mother fell ill, with repeated high fevers. Even if she was awake, she fell into a coma again for only a short while. When the medicine comes, I'm afraid my mother has already left.

Bai Lu couldn't help the bitterness in her mouth, she felt a little funny and couldn't help but a little sad, she never thought of what it would be like to have a good appearance before, but now, it is this appearance that saves her mother's life for her.

In a trance, Bai Lu remembered the dream she had when she was a child again, and couldn't help wondering, maybe it wasn't a dream at all, maybe it was her previous life?Or your own future?Otherwise, why is he still reduced to a dream?
(End of this chapter)