Quick Travel: Three Thousand Worlds Are Just Playthings

Seeing that Xu Zheng and Shi Miao had finished speaking, they stepped forward and reported back: "Master, the carriage is already waiting at the door and can set off at any time."

After hearing this, Xu Zheng handed Shi Miao in his arms to Feng Shu: "Miaomiao, be good. Uncle is leaving. You have to listen to your parents at home. Do you understand?"

"Miaomiao knows, Miaomiao is obedient."

"Okay." Xu Zheng nodded with a smile, then reached out and touched Shi Miao's head before turning around and leaving reluctantly.

Seeing that Xu Zheng was really leaving, Shi Miao still couldn't hold it back and cried "Wow":

"Uncle Zheng, Miaomiao, be obedient. Uncle, don't leave, wuwuwu~"

Xu Zheng paused, but did not dare to look back. He got on the carriage when he went out and ordered his servants to drive away.

After Xu Zheng left, Shi Miao was sad for several days, and then slowly recovered under the care of her father and mother.

After Xu Zheng returned to Beijing, he always remembered Shi Miao and specially ordered someone to set up a communication point from Kyoto to Dinglan City for the exchange of letters between Shi Miao and Xu Zheng.

More than a month later, a pale-faced young man who didn't need to be named Thirteen came to visit Feng's family.

When Thirteen arrived at Feng's house, Feng's father went hunting in the mountains and Feng's mother was busy in the kitchen. It was Shi Miao who opened the door.

Shi Miao looked at the unfamiliar Shi San, tilted his head and asked, "Brother, who are you? What's the matter with coming to our house?"

"You must be Miss Shi Miao! Young man Zheng asked me to come here."

Feng's mother heard the sound of the door opening in the kitchen, so she stuck her head out and asked, "Miaomiao, who is it?"

"Mother, my brother said that Uncle Zheng asked him to come here."

When Feng Mu heard that Xu Zheng had sent someone, she quickly walked out of the kitchen.

Looking at the boy who was about fifteen or sixteen years old in front of her, Feng's mother greeted him politely:

"Hello, why are you here?"

"Madam, the little one is young. My name is Thirteen. The young lady and madam can call me Thirteen. I have sent some things to the young lady on the order of Master Zheng."

Mother Feng glanced at the people carrying boxes outside the door, and pulled Shi Miao out of the way: "Thank you for your hard work. Come in and rest for a while!"

"Sorry to bother you, ma'am."

Thirteen turned around and motioned to the people behind him to carry the two large boxes into the yard. After the servant quickly put down the boxes, he went directly to the door and waited.

Mother Feng looked at the big box placed in the yard: "Brother Thirteen, what are these two boxes?"

"Replying to Madam, in the box on the left are books, paper, pens and other items that Master Zheng prepared for Miss.

In the box on the right are jewelry and clothing for the lady and some pocket money for the lady. "

Feng's father is not here, and Feng's mother is a little confused about what to do when faced with these things?

Thirteen saw Feng's mother's embarrassment from the side and offered words of comfort:

"Madam, these are specially prepared by the young master for the young lady. They are not expensive, but because of the young master's thoughtfulness, I hope the madam will not refuse."

Mother Feng glanced at Shi Miao, and finally accepted the gifts: "Sorry, brother, sit down and drink some water, take a rest before leaving!"

"Hey, thank you madam for your hospitality." Thirteen saluted to Feng Mu.

Feng's mother hurriedly avoided it, "You're so polite, little brother. I'll go to the kitchen to get some water. Please sit down for a while."

After Feng's mother left, Shisan took out Xu Zheng's letter to Shi Miao from his sleeve and handed it to Shi Miao, "Miss, this is the letter from the young master. Please read it."

Shi Miao obediently opened the envelope in his hand and unfolded the letter paper.

In the letter, Xu Zheng told Shi Miao that he had arrived home safely, and asked Miaomiao not to worry about it. He explained the reading order of the books in Miaomiao's box and the use of other things. He also asked Miaomiao whether he could read and practice calligraphy recently.

After Shi Miao finished reading, he raised his head and looked at Thirteen: "Brother Thirteen, please wait for me for a moment. I want to write a reply to Uncle Zheng, is that okay?"

"Of course, go ahead, Miss! The younger one is waiting for you in the courtyard."

"it is good."

Shi Miao went back to his room to write a reply. Thirteen sat on the horse in the courtyard and looked at the layout of the Feng family.

Thirteen was born in Xu Zheng's secret guard camp. He was the most outstanding secret guard in the secret guard camp. He was directly subordinate to the emperor and was the emperor's confidant.

After completing his studies, Shi San went to the palace as an errand. On the surface, he took care of Xu Zheng's daily life, but in fact, he secretly protected Xu Zheng's safety.

Thirteen's meaning in the palace is equal to Xu Zheng's meaning. When necessary, Thirteen can mobilize part of the imperial army to protect the royal family. Therefore, both the former dynasty and the harem are quite afraid of Thirteen.

Xu Zheng did not hide Shi Miao's existence, so after Xu Zheng returned to the palace, no matter what his intentions were, someone would inevitably want to disturb Shi Miao's life.

That's why Xu Zheng asked Shi San to come take care of Shi Miao after much consideration.

Thirteen came under the command and temporarily lived in Dinglan City. He protected Shi Miao without disturbing his daily life. He was also responsible for the transmission of information between Shi Miao and Xu Zheng.

When Feng Mu came out with the teapot, she saw thirteen people sitting in the courtyard, but Shi Miao was nowhere to be seen.

Just as Feng Mu was looking around worriedly, Thirteen stood up in time and spoke out to clarify her doubts:

"Madam, Miss Miaomiao has gone back to her room to write a reply to the young master. Please let me sit in the courtyard for a while."

"I see, it's really a poor reception. I hope you won't blame me."

Feng Mu apologized while pouring a bowl of hot tea for Thirteen.

"Ma'am, that's too polite."

While Feng's mother was chatting with Thirteen, Shi Miao walked out of the room: "Brother Thirteen, please help me send this letter to Uncle Zheng."

"Ok."

Thirteen agreed with a smile, then took the envelope from Shi Miao's hand and put it into his sleeve.

Seeing this, Shi Miao thanked her sweetly: "Thank you, Brother Thirteen."

"You're welcome, Miss. It's getting late. Thirteen will take my leave first."

"Okay, brother, go slowly."

After saying goodbye, Shisan left the Feng family with his people. After returning, he didn't stop for a moment and sent the letter in his hand back to Kyoto.

In the following time, Shisan came to Feng's house every other month to deliver things and letters from Xu Zheng to Shi Miao.

Shi Miao also wrote back again and again, sharing with Xu Zheng one by one his doubts about homework and interesting things in life.

In February of the next year, Feng Jinwen took the county examination and came first, and then passed the college examination in April of the same year and obtained the status of a scholar.

Feng Jinting also began to make his mark on the battlefield, and was named Qian Zong, with a thousand people under his command.

However, the Feng family did not know about Feng Jinting's affairs. Xu Zheng ordered people to pay attention to it. After Feng Jinting was granted the title, he wrote a letter to inform Shi Miao.

Three years later, in the spring, Feng Jinwen suddenly took the exam.

After obtaining Jie Yuan, Feng Jinwen was determined to win the first place in the examination, and the Feng family was nervously waiting for Feng Jinwen's good news at home.

The test results came out soon, and Feng Jinwen lived up to his expectations and won the first place.

At the same time, good news came from the border that Nanchang State had surrendered.