Chapter 303 Buy and Leave (First Update)

Chen Heng ran away.

He ran away overnight.

It was funny to say that Shui Rong's words at the time of separation made Chen Heng difficult to judge the deep meaning of the other party's words. But he knew better that a person with an ordinary relationship suddenly shared his secrets. Then it was either to win over or to murder.

Chen Heng knew that his martial arts were limited, and he was definitely not a tough guy who could escape unscathed in the midst of thousands of troops. He didn't want to be stubborn and test how much Shui Rong's appreciation of him was sincere.

There was no room for nonsense when it came to moving heads. Chen Heng just returned to his tent and called Xinda and Liu Xianglian. The three of them discussed it and didn't even bother to notify the guards sent by Lu Yingxiong. They slipped out of the camp directly, rode fast horses, and rushed to the rear army camp under the cover of night.

Although it was difficult to travel in the dark, Chen Heng felt a little relieved when he saw the rear army camp with flags and banners at dawn. It's better to be outside than to live in your own thatched hut.

Lu Yingxiong was very curious about the hasty return of the three people, and wanted to find out about Chen Heng's experience in the central army camp. Although the two had some friendship, Shui Rong had not made any unusual moves. If you want to blame the commanders and generals of the three armies with your mouth, you are simply playing with your own life.

Chen Heng played a trick and just said that the army would set out in the next two days, and he hurried back to deal with the baggage. Lu Yingxiong didn't care, and just smiled and agreed.

…………

…………

Shi Ding, who had arranged the manpower last night, learned the news that Chen Heng had run away overnight before he ordered the swordsmen to leave the camp.

In the spacious tent, Shi Ding and the fierce men in front of him looked at each other. After a moment of silence, Shi Ding slammed the table and cursed: "You are really a loach in the field."

Several confidants looked at each other and advised Shi Ding: "General, why don't we go to the rear army camp..."

"No." Shi Ding shook his head decisively.

There is a fundamental difference between a military civil officer dying on the road or in the camp. They want to start a rebellion, but not immediately. Forget it, the most urgent thing is to take this opportunity to shed the last drop of blood in the court. However, a sixth-rank civil official, I don't think he can turn the tables.

The superiors have made a decision, and subordinates naturally have to obey orders. They were silent, secretly watching Shi Ding's face, thinking about whether to leave quickly. Suddenly someone outside came to report that Wang Ziteng's staff had invited him.

Shi Ding was already angry, and he was even more angry when he heard the news. This Wang Ziteng really regarded the military nobles as his own forbidden fruit, and was deeply afraid that if someone rose to power, he would take away his roots in the army.

"Damn it, sooner or later, kill these two bastards and sacrifice them to the brothers." Shi Ding yelled and cursed, and angrily lifted the curtain and walked out.

The confidants around him didn't dare to say much, so they had to follow the leader silently.

…………

…………

It is said that the seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister's door, the two staff members sent by Wang Ziteng, are more powerful in the military camp than the seventh-rank. They are nominally Shui Rong's helpers, but in fact they interfere a lot in military affairs. They completely impose their will on Shui Rong.

The generals in the army didn't dare to say much, except Shi Ding who could still contradict him with a stinky face. Even Shui Rong had to tolerate these two people because of Wang Ziteng's feelings. No one can do anything about their tyranny.

Who told them to have Wang Ziteng behind them, and who told Wang Ziteng to be behind the four great families of Jinling.

After the last military meeting, no one knew how they discussed it. After noon the next day, the 40,000 soldiers of the army finally set out for Wumeng Mountain.

Jia Baoyu, who could not find Xue Pan, ran around in the military camp, asking everyone about Xue Pan's whereabouts. After asking several old friends in Beijing, no one knew where Xue Pan was.

At the last moment, Jia Baoyu rushed into Feng Ziying's tent. The latter was putting on his clothes and armor at the moment. Seeing Jia Baoyu rushing in, Feng Ziying waved his hand and asked the servants to leave first.

"Second brother Bao, what happened?" Feng Ziying saw Baoyu's anxious look and asked directly.

"Have you seen Brother Xue? I've been looking for him all morning, but I couldn't find him."

"How should I know? I fell asleep as soon as I came back after drinking with you guys last night." Feng Ziying shook his head, his face also confused, "Have you asked Ruolan?"

"I was just about to go." Jia Baoyu was so anxious that he kept rubbing his hands. No matter how naughty he was, he knew what was good for him. The three armies had not moved, and he could still play in the camp. Now that the fight was about to start, he hoped Xue Pan would come back. If he didn't run now, when would he run?

As the two were talking, they happened to run into Wei Ruolan, who was dressed neatly. When he heard that Baoyu was looking for Xue Pan, he said something, "What a coincidence, when I returned to the camp last night, I happened to see Chen and Brother Liu, taking people out quietly. One of them looked a bit like Brother Xue."

Baoyu was stunned when he heard this, and he didn't care to stay with Feng Ziying any longer, and went directly to Chen Heng's tent. When he arrived, there was no trace of Chen Heng. After asking around, I learned that the other party had not returned since he left last night.

Unable to find any news about Xue Pan, Jia Baoyu stood outside the tent and watched a group of soldiers running past him. Today was a sunny day, and the sunlight was a bit dazzling, shining coldly on the weapons in the hands of the soldiers. Jia Baoyu watched silently, feeling flustered and irritated for no reason.

Xue Pan, where did you go?

Feng Ziying and Wei Ruolan, who had packed up, rode their war horses out of the barracks. Although the two led a group of soldiers and horses, they relied on their friendship and walked around and chatted.

"Really don't care about him?" Wei Ruolan asked her companions beside her in a low voice.

"Let him go." Feng Ziying held the reins and looked at the frightened birds in the forest. Sweeping wings streak the sky, and the white clouds are lingering. The vastness of the world and the secludedness of the mountains and forests are really refreshing. Feng Ziying continued, "It's just a piece of jade that doesn't seem to be of much use. It's not as troublesome as Xue Pan."

"Ha." Wei Ruolan laughed in response.

…………

…………

On the seventh day after the army set off, Jia Lian finally arrived at his home in the capital. He first returned to Rongqing Hall to pay his respects to the old lady, and then under Mrs. Wang's questioning, he had no choice but to tell the current situation of Baoyu and Xue Pan.

Putting aside the panic of Mrs. Wang and Aunt Xue, Mrs. Jia was so angry that she fainted. The latter is still young and will have to worry about his children and grandchildren when he gets old. Yuanyang was startled. He asked the imperial doctor and gave her some ginseng soup to wake up the old lady from her coma.

Just looking at the old lady's angry look, she obviously didn't bother to ask questions. Jia Lian knew that he was wrong, so he had to let Wang Xifeng stay in front and serve. Just as he was about to leave, Mrs. Wang was already chasing him and asking: "He is your brother after all. Even if he is tied with a rope, you should tie him back. You...why are you so cruel? He was left in a place of eternal death.”

After hearing the news, Jia Zheng was even more angry and called him "evil". He also complained about Mrs. Wang's usual teachings and complained that "a loving mother often loses her sons".

Jia Lian couldn't argue, so he had to stand there with a dark face. After Mrs. Wang finished venting her anger and Jia Zheng waved his hands repeatedly, he turned and left with a frown on his face. After finally getting free, he went directly back to his father Jia She's house.

Father and son haven't seen each other for a long time, but they can't care less about gossiping. Jia She asked directly: "Everything I asked you to do has been done."

"Yeah." Jia Lian nodded carefully. Yun Guang, the governor of Chang'an, was a close friend of the Jia family, and the other party's jurisdiction was guarding the left side of Wumon Mountain. This time, Jia Lian himself came forward to bridge the gap between Shui Rong and Master Yun, just as he had been told by his father, Jia She.

To this day, Jia Lian can guess a lot of things. Although he was quite afraid of Jia She, in the end it was a serious matter that required beheading. Jia Lian asked Jia She carefully: "Dad, are we going to do this?"

Jia She saw his son's timidity and couldn't help but asked: "What are you afraid of? If something happens, what does it have to do with our family?" After thinking about it, Jia She added, "I just borrowed it from the prince. I can't spare any money to pay him back for the time being. The young prince wants me to help him make some friends. It's understandable that I can help him make friends."

Could things really go so smoothly? Jia Lian always felt a little uneasy. He knew that his father lived an extravagant life and always spent money lavishly. Dafang’s savings were already empty.

There is some life-saving money in the public account of Rongguo Mansion. Although Wang Xifeng has always been in control, Mrs. Jia and Mrs. Wang will check the accounts from time to time. Even if Jia She wanted to spend money, he would not dare to be too bold.

Jia She, who was both lustful and gambling, looked at his unfulfilled son and couldn't help but cursed angrily: "How could I give birth to such a stupid ass son like you?" Jia She stood up angrily and started beating Jia Lian again and again. Guess, "Think about it for yourself, isn't it all for you when I do this?"

Seeing that his son was still a piece of mud who couldn't hold up the wall, Jia She didn't care about anything else and just dragged Jia Lian into the carriage and left the house. They were walking in a hurry. Jia Lian didn't know what Jia She wanted to do, and he didn't dare to lift the curtain and peek out.

The two of them waited until the carriage stopped before the coachman's voice came from outside: "Master, we are here."

Years of drunkenness and debauchery have long since emptied Jia She's body. In August in the capital, the weather was obviously very cool, but sweat still broke out on his forehead and back. Jia She hated this kind of weather the most, so he couldn't help but say with anger in his voice, "You go over and tell us that the Rongguo Mansion's uncle is coming to visit us."

"Hey." The coachman got out of the car and left quickly. After a long time, the coachman who had left and returned carefully reported the report, "Sir, the Wang family porter said: His master has received His Majesty's order and is thanking guests behind closed doors. He cannot be seen for the time being. outsider."

"Humph." Jia She made an extremely dissatisfied tone in the car. When the groom saw that his master was silent, he quickly and carefully picked up the reins and turned around and walked back to the house.

Jia Lian didn't understand Jia She's intention. He looked at his father strangely, with a searching expression. Jia She took a look and finally said in a faint tone: "Believe it or not, if your second uncle comes today, he will definitely be invited in and treated with courtesy."

Jia Lian was immediately shocked, and the confusion on his face suddenly disappeared, and immediately turned into indescribable bitterness. A niece's son-in-law is no better than a biological nephew, not to mention that this biological nephew also has a biological sister who is a concubine.

"Even if the things are destroyed..." Jia She said harshly, "I can't possibly deliver them to them."

Jia Lian couldn't say a word when he saw his father's face twisted with jealousy. Especially after they returned home, they learned that Mrs. Wang was leading the servants back to her parents' home, and asked the prince to make time to write a letter, ordering Shi Ding to quickly send Jia Baoyu back to the capital unharmed.

That night, Mrs. Wang didn't even bother to go home.

Jia Lian stood alone in the huge Hall of Rongxi, looking at the splendid and wealthy families, and fell into endless contemplation.

Can people generally resist power?

The first update is here, the second update will be coming soon.