Chao Yu Jie

This time, Yin Hecheng sat at the head of the reception banquet, although he could not be said to be in good spirits, but as long as he looked at the majesty of His Royal Highness Luo Wang, those rumors and conjectures naturally disappeared.

Most of the people at the banquet did not recognize Wen Zhuo, but according to his identity and merits, he is enough to put on airs here.He is not in good spirits, and he has already shown his fatigue after barely exchanging pleasantries with others.

Yin Hecheng sensed that something was wrong, and he didn't ask aloud due to the crowd, but only summoned the attendants to give some instructions.

After a round of drinking, the waiter at the side came to refill Wen Zhuo, but the glass had already turned into sherbet.Wen Zhuo couldn't help laughing, and turned his head to look at Yin Hecheng.His Royal Highness Luo raised his glass slightly.The two raised their glasses and drank together, the expression just caught Shangguan Jiu's eyes like a stick in his throat.

Although Xin's army was victorious, Wen Zhuo and his team must be credited for their food delivery.It's just that Wen Zhuo's departure from Beijing is not for food, but for investigation.Now that the truth has come to light, it is natural to capture the culprit as soon as possible and escort him to Beijing.

Both Shangguan Jiutong and Qu Rang thought so, since they have already made a lot of credit for delivering the food safely, so there is no need to stay in Chaimenguan.The two of them have their own selfish motives. Shangguan Jiu really can't stand Wen Zhuo's eye contact with King Luo, and wished he could have dragged Wen Zhuo away earlier; There are a lot of concerns, and it is only reasonable to return to Beijing earlier to return to Beijing after running an errand earlier.

Even Wen Zhuo himself knew how powerful it was, but it was a little unspeakable to leave here after only a day.

Fortunately, he is not a young girl who doesn't know anything, and he has already known the pros and cons of this point, so he came to bid farewell to Yin Hecheng the next day.

It was quiet in Wang's tent.Yin Hecheng never liked being served by his side, and he was writing something when Wen Zhuo came.

"Sit." He looked up at Wenzhuo, and spoke first, but he continued to write without putting down the desk.

Naturally, Wen Zhuo would not be polite to him, as he looked around, he walked towards King Luo.The Wang Tent is simply furnished with a few very ordinary simple furniture, and the only decoration is a white plum plant in a porcelain vase on the table.The couch is not a brocade quilt, but ordinary felt plus a fur mattress. There is not even a charcoal basin. Although the cold wind from outside comes in from various subtle places, it is not very cold, but it is not very warm.

Wen Zhuo frowned, sat down beside Yin Hecheng, his eyes naturally glanced at what he wrote.For this great victory, as usual, I have to write a booklet and return to Beijing.However, what Yin Hecheng wrote was not just this, the things in this secret melody made Wen Zhuo's eyelids twitch involuntarily.

The war in the northwest was not as simple as fighting the Qiang slaves. Ranzhou's food and Yin Hesheng's injuries formed a sensational dark line, heading straight for the throne in the capital.

Yin Hecheng's writing is just like him, with a well-thought-out plan and a coherent process.He wrote very quickly, and after finishing the last word, he breathed a sigh of relief, put down his pen and raised his eyes to look at Wen Zhuo.

Wen Zhuo was looking at the memorial in a daze, when Yin Hecheng suddenly grabbed his hand.

"Why are your hands so cold?"

Unlike Wen Zhuo, Yin Hecheng's hands were extremely warm right now.

Wen Zhuo was thinking of what to say while he was covering his hands, but he caught a glimpse of the pair of sleeves that King Luo was wearing. He felt warm in his heart, but said: "I... that, I'll follow You bid farewell."

Seeing his troubled look, Yin Hecheng couldn't help but smiled and said: "That's fine. I didn't want to keep you for too long. Although the victory is great now, there are still many other things to do. You are here, I'm bound to get distracted."

Wen Zhuo was so ashamed by his last sentence that he blushed, and forced himself to say: "I'm not a three-year-old child!"

After finishing speaking, she felt that these words were too coquettish, and added: "You must first finish the errands assigned by the emperor."

Yin Hecheng nodded and said, "Exactly."

He thought for a moment and said: "Although there are Jingji Wei accompanying you, there may not be no omissions. I have sent Ji Heng some other things, let him continue to follow you."

Wen Zhuo replied listlessly with his head down, Yin Hecheng held his hands but was dishonest, always thinking of rubbing the calluses of His Highness Luo's applause with his fingertips.

Yin Hecheng only looked at him carefully, he was obviously just a young man, who should enjoy the wealth and leisure in the Hou's mansion.Now it's only been a month or so, but he has suffered a lot of hardships and obstacles for nothing, and he seems haggard and lost a lot of weight, but he keeps his mouth shut and doesn't say a word to him, how can people not feel distressed or like him?

He couldn't help but hugged Wen Zhuo into his arms, and said: "Go back to Beijing early and wait for me in Shangjing!"