Rebirth of the Noble Daughter

Chapter 231 231. Arrival
"For doing such a thing, it seems that Princess Changlin's plank hasn't woken you up yet, has it?"

Uncle Bai was the first to get angry, but his voice was kept low.

Fourth Uncle Bai also considered that it was inconvenient to talk outside, so he looked at her and said, "Get in the car, go home!"

It's no wonder that she wants to come out with her. The feeling is not to send Xiaoer off, but to send off the young master of the Wen family that she misses so much.

Some people don't appreciate it, and they are ashamed and thrown at home.

Bai Sihan's eyes were full of tears, she didn't understand why her beloved son-in-law turned against her in an instant, but the two uncles also gritted their teeth at her very much, for a while they felt that it was better not to go back to the Bai family, for fear of being punished again.

After entering the Gongyuan, Feng Jinlin and Yin Canwen were separated by many examination rooms, but Wen Mengsheng and Yin Canwen were closer, separated by only three rooms.

Wen Mengsheng held a grudge against Yin Canwen, but he hadn't forgotten what his father said about him and himself, so he said to Yin Canwen with a smile on his face.

"Young Master Yin, you have to answer carefully, otherwise you will lose your future. In the future, I don't know if you can call the second son of the Feng family a brother." The words were full of sarcasm and provocation, Yin Canwen glanced at him lightly, and walked firmly. When he entered the examination room, he was left with an angry back.

Well, you Yin Canwen, you are more arrogant than anyone else, I want to see if you can still laugh when the results come out!
For the next five days, the entire examination room was quiet, with only a faint scent of pen and ink.

On the east side of the capital city, the scientific research is going on, and the army on the other side has stopped and stopped for more than a month.

After more than half of the trip, it seemed that he would arrive in Liangzhou in seven or eight days, but Xiao Muqian's heart changed from urgent to calm.

Along the way, they have received news from Liangzhou.

Knowing that Beidi's army has been standing still, many soldiers under the command of the Ninth Prince exaggerated the honor to him.

When the enemy heard that the God of War was coming, they were too scared to move.

Beidi is nothing more than that. When they arrive in Liangzhou, they don't need to send a single soldier. As long as the Ninth Prince's commander-in-chief flag is hung high on the tower, the enemy army will be scared to death.

Xiao Muqian listened to such flattering words all the way.

From being dismissive at the beginning, to being insensitive now.

Looking at General Su again, his face was very calm, it seemed that those flattering words hadn't taken to heart.

On the contrary, he thought that the Beidi people must be plotting something else, otherwise how could they let the fat sheep of Liangzhou go with their temperament!

Marching all the way to this point, the speed is considered fast.

Originally, he thought that he might not arrive in Liangzhou until April or May, but he never thought so soon.

But he is not a fool, and he will not think that the speed of marching has anything to do with rushing to aid Liangzhou.

Because he accidentally saw that the Ninth Prince had received a secret letter, it was not clear what was written in it, but he was ecstatic and excited after reading it, and immediately ordered the army to move out quickly.

Afterwards, the so-called military adviser Du Fuzi was called to the big tent to discuss for a long time. Then, the military adviser seemed to disappear, and no one knew where he went.

Xiao Muqian's doubts were quickly answered, and the dark line of Prince Ding's Mansion quietly got in touch with him.

After learning that the reason for the accelerated march of the army was related to the rumors released by the prince, the worry almost disappeared.

Now he just wants to keep his spirits up, and when he goes to Liangzhou, he will replace his second uncle and other soldiers to rest, and without even thinking about it, he knows that they must have been tense during this time.

In the big tent, all the soldiers surrounded the Ninth Prince and were still pushing glasses and changing glasses. Xiao Muqian couldn't get used to this scene, so he got up and left under the pretext of being dizzy.

The Ninth Prince Xiao Yunli had no feelings for this cousin, and the two of them had only met each other since they were young.

As long as he can fight, he can bring himself military exploits.

Nothing else matters.

After calming down, continue to drink.

Outside the big tent, the starry sky is full.

The closer to the northwest, the denser the stars in the sky, revealing a mysterious and peaceful light.

Xiao Muqian blew the cold wind for a while, and a lot of depression and boredom went with the wind, but he remembered a lot of happy times in Liangzhou.

"Second Uncle, you must hold on until I come."

I silently thought of it in my heart.

Seven days later, the army arrived in Ganzhou mightily all the way.

This is the administrative seat of the four states in the Northwest, and the Governor of the Northwest, Shan Yan, has been waiting at the gate of the city for a long time.

After seeing the handsome flag of the Ninth Prince, he led the officials and wealthy businessmen in the northwest to salute respectfully, and said plausibly, "Welcome the Ninth Prince."

That posture, as if he didn't lead a large army to help, but like a welcome banquet for the officials of the frontier.

Seeing that the soldiers who followed the Ninth Prince were quite proud, they thought that they did not follow the wrong master, and they would surely be able to achieve great success in the future!

And Xiao Muqian sat on the tall horse looking around for the trace of his second uncle Xiao Ji.

The ground was paved with blue stones, and the axles of the carriage on which the Ninth Princes were riding made a slight noise as the axles of the carriage pressed on it, and the earthy fragrance from the northwest carried the aroma of wine and meat to everyone's nostrils.

Behind the red city wall, there are endless towering mountains at a glance, with white snow hanging on them. This is the only place in the four states that is plugged into the south of the Yangtze River, so there is not much sense of wind and sand.

The Ninth Prince couldn't see the situation outside through the curtain, but when the Northwest Governor Shan Yan saw this, he shouted loudly, "I have seen the Ninth Prince."

The officials behind him also shouted, "I have seen the Ninth Prince."

The voice came to Xiao Yunli's ears neatly and resonantly, his eyes were full of excitement.

All he thought about was that if he ascended the throne as the emperor one day, when such a mountain roar and tsunami belonged to him alone, a greedy brilliance burst out from the bottom of his eyes, as if the next second he would be the aloof majesty.

"Your Excellency, there is no need to be polite."

"Your Highness has worked hard all the way, and it is our northwest officials and people's fortune to have you lead the army to relieve Liangzhou's difficulties. The officials have already arranged a reception banquet for His Highness in the city, and the soldiers should also have a good rest."

It's unusual for this to happen, no wonder my grandfather admired this person so much, he really had good eyesight.

So he said to the rest of the people, "In this case, the army rested in Ganzhou for two days, and the left and right Liangzhou did not fight. They are really tired after rushing all the way."

"Yes."

The voices of the soldiers were deafening, but the Ninth Prince glanced over casually, and saw all the men beside Shan Yan, but there was an untimely little girl standing beside him.

She was dressed in a pink jacket and skirt with snow white rabbit fur, and the two flower buns were tied with hairbands of the same color, embellished with gold leaf pearls, very cute.

Looking at her appearance and stature, she was only a child of seven or eight years old. She was not frightened to cry in such a grand scene. Not only was she not frightened, but her expression was calm and composed, which made the Ninth Prince's eyes look puzzled.

(End of this chapter)