Going through the Red Mansions quickly means going against the system.

Qingwen took a closer look and found that the identity of the deceased was not ordinary. Judging from his dress, he seemed to be a border guard messenger.

The person who delivers ordinary letters is a postman, but this person is clearly delivering urgent letters.

Wu Gui came over boldly at this moment, and examined the body carefully by the light of the torch.

Both of them came from a family of warriors. Although they had never been to the border defense, they still understood the general situation.

This man was wearing official boots and carrying a large water bag for long-distance running. The cloth strips Wu Gui had taken from him before were probably used by this man to tie up dry food.

Qingwen searched the man's body and found an encrypted letter and the man's directions, which also proved that he was indeed the soldier who sent the message.

Qingwen opened the letter and read it, but found that she couldn't understand it. She threw it directly to Wu Gui, hoping that he could understand it.

"This is an urgent letter from the border customs. It has been encrypted."

"I know, what does it say?" Qingwen asked.

Wu Gui blushed and tried to decipher it using the method his father taught him, but found that he still couldn't understand it.

"Anyway, this person is definitely delivering urgent letters, and he is delivering them to the capital."

Urgent letters from the border can usually be presented directly to the emperor, and this man died in such a strange way. He was intercepted by a trap near the city gate, and he died with his head smashed.

Qingwen had some guesses. Although there were still several years before the world was in chaos, the cause of the disease must have been planted right now.

If this person cannot get in front of the emperor, then who will be able to do it? Unfortunately, they couldn't read the letter and couldn't help even if they wanted to.

She wanted to help him not because of the spread of Mary's disease, but because of the shock that modern border guards gave her. No matter when, soldiers who sacrificed their lives to protect the country were heroes.

"Forget it, never mind, we can't understand it anyway! It just so happens that he has a guide, so we can use his, so we don't have to worry about how to get on the road!"

Although Wu Gui said this, he still remained honest and did not get up.

He checked the man again, hoping to get some information.

Qingwen also checked the letter again, but still found nothing.

"Hey! That's wrong! Why is this envelope addressed to Shang Si? Is there such an official or person's name on the court?"

"Of course not. I'm afraid this letter will be sent directly to the emperor."

Wu Gui's mood changed extremely. He hates the current Holy Emperor, but he has great respect and love for the soldiers who serve the country loyally. Now seeing this man die in the wilderness without any reason, he feels very uncomfortable.

"Let's bury him before leaving! Unfortunately, we don't know his name."

Qingwen's ghost-crushing skills can help her know the answer, but she doesn't want to enslave the hero's undead, and it is too easy to be infected with cause and effect. The example of Hutou is still in front of her!

Wu Gui also wanted to do this. The two started to look for tools to dig a hole, but unexpectedly found a horse. He was pacing in the woods at the moment. It seemed that the reins on the horse's head were entangled in the branches.

The whirring sound that Wu Gui heard before seemed to come from it.

"Hey! Good people are rewarded. Now we even have a horse!"

Wu Gui was very happy. He hadn't touched a horse for a long time. He had already sold the horse he had used when he and Qingwen were traveling at a cheap price.

Wu Gui quickly stepped forward to check and found that the horse's front leg was injured. It was numb from the pain, so it kept standing in a strange way.

Fortunately, horses are humane. Even when Wu Gui went up to check its body and touched it, it remained still in place.

"Sister, I understand."

"what?"

Seeing Wu Gui coming with his horse with a serious look on his face, he handed a new letter to Qingwen to read.

"I found this in a hiding place under the saddle. I'm afraid this letter is genuine."

Qingwen opened it and saw that it was a memorial to the emperor from Zhang Shanshou, deputy general of Chang'an Jiedushi. It was reported that there was a white hair disaster in the north, so there were many signs of border violations. But Yun Shouguang, the governor of Chang'an, ignored him because he had already received money from foreigners.

Not only that, he also suspected that there were foreign spies in the capital, and that high-ranking people were also in contact with them.

After reading it, Qingwen put the letter away carefully and began to groom the fallen soldiers.

After wiping away the blood on his face, he found that he was five points similar to Wu Gui, but Wu Gui was whiter and weaker than him.

"If people from the north move south, it will be the people who suffer."

Qingwen didn't want to force Wu Gui to make a decision, but looking at this face, she felt a sense of fate.

"Maybe we don't need to send the message. After all, if the situation is serious, this person named Zhang Shanshou will definitely send the message again. But..."

If she were of the right age, she would want to do it herself.

"Hey, sister, don't look down on me, I know the importance."

Wu Gui began to take off the soldier's clothes, and then took off his own clothes to him. The two of them exchanged clothes, as if they were different people.

"Call me Wu Qi! I don't want to be Wu Gui anymore."

Wu Gui's original name was Wu Qi, the name given to his grandson by Qingwen's maternal grandfather. Because they come from a family of military commanders, the grandfather always hopes that the next generation will be stronger than the previous generation.

But Wu Qi had never been to a battlefield. His grandmother always thought he was too young and hoped that he would grow up well and continue the family lineage of the Wu family.

But it happened that in their generation, Wu Qi was the only "Shan Beng'er", just like the married Qingwen mother, who only gave birth to Qingwen.

Although the two are different in age, they grew up together as childhood sweethearts.

The two buried the unknown hero in silence. Qingwen also set up a wooden sign for him. Because the horse was injured and could not ride, the two led the horse back slowly.

"No matter what, I will stay with you anyway."

Qingwen felt that what she did was stupid. No matter what her cousin Wu Qi chose, she should not have interfered. What you want to do cannot be imposed on others.

Otherwise, no matter how high-sounding the excuse is, it is just bullying.

"Little fool!"

Wu Qi felt relieved instead. After losing the pseudonym Wu Gui, he seemed to be freed from the shackles of the "tortoise shell". Although he had never been on the battlefield, he was indeed a soldier trained by four generals.

His grandfather, maternal grandfather, father, and uncle also placed all their hopes on him.

He could play freely before, but when he needs to grow up, he must also hold up a world.

Taking advantage of his height, he patted Qingwen's head and said with a smile: "Don't do this, I'm doing this for myself. From now on, I can walk openly under the sun again. Even if I die, I will not be anonymous." As a person, what I have to do is myself!”

However, before he had been handsome for three seconds, Wu Gui's stomach began to growl. Then he remembered that after traveling such a long way, they hadn't eaten yet! They haven't eaten for a day!

It was still early before the city gate opened, so the two simply found a clean place to sit down and start eating dinner. The buns bought before leaving the city gate can be eaten as soon as they are heated by a torch.

"Sister, do you think that if I commit a crime, can I rehabilitate our parents and relatives?"

Wu Qi said with a dreamy look on his face: "I have never dreamed of vindicating them. My grandfather and father died in vain."