Empress Chu

Chu Ling raised her head to look at him: "She is in the capital by herself, and at this moment, surrounded by wolves, she is alone—"

After he asked this, he saw Zhong Changrong's expression suddenly a little awkward.

"Not alone." Zhong Changrong said, "That, and hers."

Chu Ling looked at him, as if he didn't understand.

"Kapianhong." Zhong Changrong said, lowering his head as if he didn't dare to look at Chu Ling's face.

There was silence in the room.

Chu Ling didn't speak, Zhong Changrong didn't dare to say nothing, and said in a low voice: "I said I was worried, so I asked a few people to come to the capital, but this time, it was also thanks to them. At that time, King Zhongshan set up an ambush outside Chu's house, and Ah Zhao led The eldest grandson of the emperor escaped, and they killed the enemy to protect them, otherwise I would have been too late."

Chu Ling put down the teacup, and said, "Come back and tell me the news, and she should tell me too, right?"

Zhong Changrong lowered his head even lower, and the voice of the five-year-old and three-year-old rough guy was swaying: "There are not many people in the capital, no matter what, her people will definitely protect Ah Zhao wholeheartedly. They, convey the message—”

Chu Ling hummed: "Go."

Why?Zhong Changrong raised his head in disbelief.

Chu Ling's expression was peaceful, but there was a trace of coldness in his eyes.

"Go and tell her that although Ah Zhao has no mother, Ah Zhao knows that she is a child bought by her mother in exchange for her life. She still has the love of her parents, and she is a happy child."

"Since she wants to protect Ah Zhao, let her remember what to say and what not to say."

"If she hurts me, Azhao, I, Chu Ling, will leave no grass in Qingmu Village before I die."

Zhong Changrong replied solemnly: "General, don't worry, I will go in person!"

Chu Ling hummed, and didn't want to talk more.

Zhong Changrong also knew that he didn't want to say more, but said Azhao to make the general happy: "Brother, can your body hold up? Azhao is too worried about you, and she really wants to come back to see you."

Hearing her daughter's name, the coldness in Chu Ling's eyes dissipated, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "You go back and tell her as soon as possible, I will wait for her to come and see me."

Zhong Changrong happily responded yes, regardless of whether it is true or not, if the general has such an idea, he can last a little longer.

"Brother, take a good rest, I'll tell them about the capital city." He said.

Chu Ling nodded, and he didn't force himself to support him. Just as Zhong Changrong was about to support him, there was a sound of a report from outside the door.

"General, there is a report from the mansion in the capital."

There must be a lot of mansion reports in the capital recently, but even though Chu Ling is in Yunzhong County, not all of them should be reported to him, Zhong Changrong frowned: "Just send it to the officials in charge."

The answer came from outside the door, but the person still hadn't left: "The man who sent the report to the mansion said he wanted to see the general."

Zhong Changrong was even angrier: "See what you see, anyone can see the general?"

There was another answer from outside the door, but the person still didn't leave, but coughed: "The person who came said that this is an old acquaintance of yours, Deputy General Zhong——"

Hey, these words sound familiar, Zhong Changrong was stunned for a moment.

Chu Ling smiled: "Then see you."

"I'll see you." Zhong Changrong said, a little annoyed, "I haven't been in the capital for long, and I don't know why so many people who know me came out and pestered me all the way, and they come here again!"

Annoyed, he strode over, opened the door, and saw a person standing under the steps.

It was a postman, looking nervous, who looked up, startled by the knock at the door.

Zhong Changrong was stunned for a moment. He seemed to have seen this person before but didn't seem to have any impression of him—but, postman, his attire gave him a bad guess.

"Who are you?" he asked.

"Vice General Zhong, I'm—" Zhang Gu said happily, he took a step forward and wanted to say his name, but when he thought about who would recognize his name, he changed his mouth, "Ah Jiu sent me here."

Ah Jiu!Sure enough, it was him again!

The scar on Zhong Changrong's face jumped: "You, what is he doing? If you don't guard the capital well, what will you do?"

This lieutenant general was even more vicious than before, Zhang Gu was taken aback, he followed what Ah Jiu said, and directly mentioned Ah Jiu, saying to find Lieutenant Zhong, but it seemed that the relationship between Ah Jiu and this lieutenant Zhong was not only bad, but even worse— —

Just as he was about to explain, a voice came from inside the door.

"Ah Jiu?" The male voice was mellow and seemed to be smiling, "Come in quickly."

Chapter 21

Standing in the room, Zhang Gu looked at the gentle face of the man opposite, and temporarily let go of his nervous heart.

This is General Wei Chu Ling.

He was over 40 years old, with a burly figure, dressed in a general's attire, with a gentle and refined atmosphere in his bravery.

Zhong Changrong stood over and stared at Zhang Gu fiercely.

Zhang Gu felt relieved and raised his heart again, lowering his eyes and not daring to look more.

"What did he ask you to do?" Zhong Changrong asked, "Why did he ask you to come? Sneaky!"

Chu Ling smiled and said, "Maybe there is some new news."

"No way." Zhong Changrong was annoyed, "When I arrived on the front foot, he arrived on the back foot. He must have set off with my front and back feet."

Speaking of this, I gritted my teeth.

"This bastard, Azhao asked him to defend the city, what is he doing behind his back?"

Did this kid misunderstand?Insatiable?Pretentious?What's the matter, can't you tell me?You want to tell the general?

Zhang Gu didn't understand and didn't listen, he hurriedly took out the sealed letter: "This is a letter from Ah Fu, Miss Chu, the Queen."

Because of his panic, he said three titles at once.

Neither Zhong Changrong nor Chu Yu cared about the address, Zhong Changrong stared at the letter and grabbed it.

"Impossible." He was surprised, "Why didn't you let me bring it back when Ah Zhao wanted to write a letter?"

This is fake!

poisonous?

Seeing Zhong Changrong holding the letter on guard, Chu Yu smiled: "It's written in Ah Zhao's handwriting, don't worry, maybe you just left, Ah Zhao forgot to say something, so I wrote this letter."

He stretched out his hand.

"Give it to me, since Ah Jiu sent someone to send it, it must be fine."

Whoever said that Ah Jiu is fine, Ah Jiu is from the Xie family, Zhong Changrong wants to refute——

"Since Ah Zhao asked him to take over your affairs, he must be trusted." Chu Yu said, "I can trust Ah Zhao."

That's true, he also believed in Ah Zhao, and Zhong Changrong passed the letter over, but Ah Jiu was a bit weird no matter how he looked at it.

Chu Ling took the letter and asked Zhong Changrong and Zhang Gu to step back first, one to do work and the other to rest and wait. After the two stepped back, Chu Ling opened the letter.

"Father, I once had a long dream. In the dream, my relatives and I all died miserably—"

……

……

Whether it is the turmoil in the capital city or the turmoil in Yunzhong County, the old village in the deep mountains has not been affected, but the night in the mountains and forests is still quieter than before.

When the torch shines on the forest, the forest shakes for a moment, as if casting a big net and rushing towards the torch.

The branches and leaves are cut off wherever the cold light passes. It is conceivable that if it covers a person, the person will inevitably be torn apart.

Standing in the forest, Zhong Changrong showed no fear, his scarred face was gloomy.

"Stop doing this." He shouted, "Let Kapok Hong get out."

The big net stopped above his head, and torches were lit on the big trees in the dense forest, shining on the people standing on it.

This is a man with a bushy beard, with a hatchet behind his back, and his eyes are fierce: "Zhong Changrong, what are you doing here? We have not broken our promise, and we have not stepped into your fallen city."

Zhong Changrong sneered: "But you have stepped into the capital."

The hatchet man's expression froze, but he didn't show weakness: "So what, except for you falling into the city, we will go anywhere in the world. If we have the ability, General Wei will kill all the bandits in the world!"

Zhong Changrong shouted: "Do you think we can't?"

The atmosphere in the dark night was tense.

Birds chirped a few times in the forest, and the hatchet man looked dissatisfied, but with a wave of his hand, the large net covering Zhong Changrong's head dissipated, and he himself disappeared in the forest.

A moment later, someone came from the forest, and the white dress fell like a cloud in the dark night.

"Master Zhong." The female voice also fell softly, "Xiaoman was appointed by me, I know this will make you unhappy, but please understand, my son travels a long way and mother is worried."

The night was dispersing, and her face was dim, but she could still see her brows were clear.

Zhong Changrong sneered: "You are also worthy of the word—"

The woman lowered her head.

There were also people following behind her, and she wanted to rush out of anger at this time, but in the end they didn't.

Zhong Changrong didn't say anything else, he turned his eyes away, as if he didn't want to take another look at the woman, he took out a letter, and threw it away vigorously.

"A letter from your man," he said.

He has great strength, but the thin letter is light and fluttering, and it will fall after flying out. The woman in the forest swayed, and a long whip flew out, rolling up the letter that was about to hit the ground like a snake, and landed on her. hands.

"Also." Zhong Changrong said, "The general tells you a few words."

He relayed Chu Ling's words, and without saying a word, he turned around and walked away quickly.

The forest returned to tranquility, and the woman stood still until many people appeared around her.

"Village Master." They called softly, with worried expressions.

The woman came back to her senses and waved her hand lightly: "Everyone keep their positions." After saying that, she disappeared into the forest in three steps and two steps.

There were lights on in the wooden house on the cliff. This time, it wasn't just the woman sitting alone, there were more than a dozen people crowded together, men and women, old and young, all surrounded nervously and excitedly, watching the woman unfold the letter in her hand.

"What did Xiaoman say?"

"Is Chu Zhao really a queen?"

"Chu Zhaozhen saved the eldest grandson?"

"Have Xiaoman and the others entered the palace?"

Everyone asked questions.

Naturally, they also knew about the turmoil in the capital, and it was no later than the government. It's just that Xiaoman didn't send anyone back, so they couldn't verify and get more detailed information.

Unexpectedly, Zhong Changrong came back to deliver the letter for Xiaoman.

"Xiaoman said that the situation was not stable, and it was very dangerous at the time—" the woman read the letter softly to everyone, until she got to the latest, raised her head, and said with certainty, "Chu Zhao, she is becoming a queen." .”

Under the lamp, the woman's face was revealed. She was fair and beautiful. Although she was middle-aged, her brows and eyes were still clear, but there was melancholy in her eyes.

Everyone was amazed, "I'm really a queen." "It's amazing." "That's a queen, the most powerful lady in the world."

"This empress is dangerous." The woman lowered her head and read the description on the letter again, "If they were one step late, Chu Zhao would be dead right now."

Xiaoman didn't write much, it seemed that she wrote it in a hurry, everyone was still satisfied with what she heard, and they gathered around the woman to ask questions and talk about it.

An old woman stood up and signaled everyone to leave: "Our people are in the capital, everyone should pay more attention to the news from there."

Everyone dispersed in response, and the old woman stayed in the room, looked at the woman, and asked softly: "Amian, do you want to send some more people to the capital? Now Chu Zhao also needs people."

Mu Mianhong shook her head: "No, not only no, I will write to Xiaoman and tell Xiaoman that they will come back when the capital is stable."

The old woman looked surprised: "Why, why?"

Mu Mianhong was silent for a moment, and said: "General Chu is enough, let's not get too close to her, so as not to be discovered by her."

The old woman understood, a little sad and a little annoyed: "What can I find out, I found out that I still have a mother, isn't this—"

"This is not a good thing." Mu Mianhong interrupted her, her delicate face became sharp.

The old woman took a step back with her head down, and said respectfully, "Yes."

"This is not a good thing." Mu Mianhong stopped looking at her, and looked past her to the door, seemingly talking to herself, "She will be a queen in the future, how can she have a mother with such an unworthy status as me, let alone, What I did to her is worse than a beast, how can I bear the title of mother, General Chu is right, Ah Zhao has a dead mother is her happiness."

The old woman's voice choked up: "Amian, it's not your fault, you are all for our village, you have no choice but to—"

Mu Mianhong smiled at her: "This has nothing to do with her. She has a mother like me, which is her last resort."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at the letter on the table, and reached out to gently stroke the letter paper.