"Yan Sanlang was hit by an arrow!"
"What? Is he Yan Sanlang, the legitimate son of General Hussar?"
"Yes! I heard that when we were chasing deserters from the Kingdom of Jin, we were shot with cold arrows."
"Wow!"
In front of the counter of the winery, Jiang Xinyan's freshly brewed wine was scattered on the floor, and the broken porcelain pieces of the wine bottle scratched her embroidered shoes.
The cold wine seeped through the uppers of the shoes and wet the shoes and socks, but Jiang Xinyan was unaware and walked towards the men who were talking: "What did you just say?"
Those few people just heard some rumors and whispered a few words in private, how could they dare to publicize it?
"No...nothing..."
"Go quickly, go quickly..."
Even if it were true, it was still a secret in the military. If they said they knew it, wouldn't they know by following the clues which soldier was talkative and wrote home about something he shouldn't have said?
"Girl, don't worry, Vice General Meng... isn't Vice General Meng still in Beijing after taking wedding leave? We can go ask him."
Although they don't belong to the same general, they always communicate with each other!
Jiang Xinyan clenched her fists: "You're right, I can't be messy... I'll ask Meng Qingyu."
She didn't want the wine she had given her father, and took a carriage to the Meng family.
When Magpie heard that the third girl was coming, she quickly put down the brush in her hand and asked the maid to fetch water to clean the ink on her face.
Naturally, it was impossible for Jiang Xinyan to visit Meng Qingyu first, so she could only go through his wife, Magpie.
"Third girl, are you looking for herring?"
The magpie said in a white tone: "Qingyu just met the people from the General's Mansion. It seems that he ran to the General's Mansion in a hurry. Come out... Huh?"
Before she could finish her words, Jiang Xinyan ran away holding up her skirt: "Hurry up, go to the General's Mansion."
Her heart was beating fast, and she had a vague feeling that something had happened to Saburo.
No no no...
She shook her head, drove away the feeling of panic, and raised her hand to caress her chest: "Jiang Xinyan, calm down. The more times like this, the more calm you have to be. Think more about what my mother and sister said. Didn't Sanlang say Yes? He will come back before autumn to get married."
If you have to believe in him, you must believe in him.
Snow is falling on the edge of the rock, but it is almost midsummer in the capital. The locust trees in May are in full bloom, with yellow-green petals wrinkled into clusters, and the refreshing fragrance of flowers flows in the streets.
Many flowers in the palace are in full bloom and the weather is acceptable. Recently, the concubines in the royal nursing home like to come to the imperial garden to enjoy the flowers and drink tea.
Since they stopped fighting for favor, they are good at this and that.
It tastes delicious and feels great for your body.
"Isn't Yan Sanlang the Queen of Heaven's prospective brother-in-law? What if he...is the Queen of Heaven's sister?"
"Isn't that what you're saying? The Queen of Heaven treats us kindly, and we can't be ungrateful. Can we do something for her?"
"We, the prostitutes, are not favored, so what can we do to help?"
"Wouldn't it be better to ask?"
At the corner of the corridor, the ceremonial staff of the Queen of Heaven slowly approached, and several widowed concubines stepped forward: "Concubines, please see the Queen of Heaven."
Jiang Xinyue had just finished reading the letter from the border when she was stopped on foot: "What are you..."
All of them are very unfamiliar, and they call themselves concubines. They should be the widowed concubines in the nursing home.
"The Queen of Heaven..."
A blushing concubine stepped forward: "We... heard that the war on the front line is tense, and we would like to contribute a little bit of our own strength."
It's tight, but with so many soldiers in the imperial court, what year won't it be tight?
But all the money used was from the treasury, and it was not to the point where concubines were required to donate money or materials.
"How do you want to contribute your modest efforts?"
She thought that what the concubines meant was to donate some jewelry to show off her own money, so she went along with them.
As a result, when she returned to Kunning Palace, the boxes of medicinal materials and cotton-padded clothes really opened Jiang Xinyue's eyes.
In a war, only too many people are injured, and medicinal materials are indispensable, as important as food.
"Shuangjiang, go and provide for the elderly... Bah! Go and save a basin of ice for each of the ladies and ladies in Jing'an Palace, and send a basket of lychees to the Ministry of Internal Affairs."
It is not yet the hottest period, so using ice is a waste. It is better to store it in the Ministry of Internal Affairs and use it when the heat is the worst.
"Xiao Xiangzi, send someone to visit Jiang's house, so that my sister won't have to worry about what is going on."
Her sister is good at everything, but her sentimental and tearful physique is almost catching up with Sister Lin.
She didn't expect that her sister would be bold this time and run to the Hussar General's Mansion to ask for an audience.
The Hussar General has returned to the border to garrison. Princess Wei Shu has just given birth to a granddaughter for the general's residence, so she is still confinement at home to recuperate her health.
"The arrow was smeared with poison. It belongs to the King of the North Courtyard of the Jin Kingdom. He wants to use our hands to get rid of Helianchi, shoot Shi Ruojun, and then return to the Jin Kingdom on the grounds that he has avenged the emperor and the empress. , it’s natural to inherit the throne.”
After Meng Qingyu finished speaking, the general's wife sighed.
Fortunately, it was not Shi Ruojun who led the ambush that day, but her son Yan Sanlang.
He Lianying could only "retreat and do the next best thing" and shot Yan Sanlang.
He didn't even think about it. From such a short distance, the sound of him drawing the bow could already be heard by others, not to mention that he was shooting an arrow.
It was impossible for the person standing in front of him not to be aware of it at all.
If you think of the military advisor being hit by an arrow, even a fool would know what happened.
That's why He Lianying was arrested.
In the water prison, half of Helianying's body was hanging from the iron lock, and the other half was submerged in the water.
"He Lianying, King of the North Courtyard, you sneaked into the army and shot my Dayan military advisor. Dayan couldn't bear it. General Shi led our soldiers to destroy your Jin Kingdom. What do you think of this crime?"
Outside the water prison, a face that He Lianying hated appeared.
His human skin mask has been torn off by Bai Tingting. His original face was somewhat similar to Helianchi, but he looked much more mature.
The corner of his broken mouth was slightly pulled, and the humiliation made him ignore the pain on his body: "What a Yan Sanlang, you are using conspiracy and trickery to invite me to the urn, right?"
"Don't say it so harshly."
Yan Sanlang held a small carving knife in his hand and raised his chin to the guards in the water prison. The two guards understood what he meant and took Helianying out of the water prison and tied him to a human-shaped wooden stake.
"Wuma Jianli...or Ye Qiang'er Ye Guiren of Dayan, our Queen of Heaven promised to help her avenge her."
He Lianying seemed to have never heard of this person. He looked blank and frowned at Yan Sanlang: "Why are you telling me this?"
The sharp blade scratched Helianying's shoulder blade, and the skin and flesh were cut open, causing Helianying to sweat coldly.
"But it was you who sent Wuma Jianli's younger brother to the King of the East Campus for torture."
He Lianying groaned and said: "The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit, kill or behead, please do as you please."
He had long forgotten the life and death of a little slave.
