After rebirth, I was entangled by the enemy's protons

Chapter 173 He's Back
"General Qi, walk along this river, and then walk through this bamboo forest for half a day, and you will be in the capital."

The subordinate said, gathered up a few dead branches on the ground, and threw them into the bonfire.

The flames surged up for a moment, coating the pale ashen faces of several people with a layer of warm color.

The person he called the general was a middle-aged man in black armor.

He was sitting leaning against the trunk of a dead tree. Hearing this, he raised his head and looked at the bamboo forest in the distance.

The winter night was quiet, the sky was full of stars, and there were only one or two night birds singing and the suppressed breathing of these soldiers around.

The man's long, narrow and deep black eyes are sharp and vicissitudes like eagles soaring into the sky.

His gaze had already passed through the bamboo forest, as if he saw the bustling and colorful Shangjing City with thousands of lights.

"I know," he said in a low voice, his voice was hoarse and deep, with deep nostalgia in his eyes, "I also know that this bamboo forest is called Fengxiao Forest. rustle."

The subordinate was stunned for a moment and thought about it. It seemed that this place was indeed called by this name. He couldn't help sighing: "The general hasn't returned to Beijing for almost ten years. He still remembers the name of this forest. This subordinate admires him."

The man said: "When I was young, I walked all over the suburbs of Beijing. Now everything is different, and I never thought that this bamboo forest is still there."

"There are always some things that won't change." The subordinate said, he recalled, yes, although their general was the descendant of the Su family, but the eldest son inherited the name of the Su family when they fought on the battlefield. The general in question is just an idle nobleman in the capital, so he naturally knows the scenery in the suburbs of Beijing.

It wasn't until the eldest son died and the Su family fell that the general shouldered his mission and joined the army resolutely.

After so many years, the general did not marry a wife and had children, and regarded his two nephews as his own sons.

He has made great military exploits and has become even more powerful than the Eldest Prince, the Great General of Zhenbei. The Marquis of Guannei who was proclaimed by His Majesty, still conscientiously guards the border and has not returned to Beijing for more than ten years.

The man lowered his head, looked at the bonfire burning in front of him, took a deep breath, stroked the two letters in his arms, and took them out.

"General—"

Before his subordinates could stop them, the man had already thrown two letters into the bonfire.

"The general has been repeatedly reading the letters from the prince and His Highness the whole way, why are you burning them now?" the subordinate asked suspiciously.

"The things of the previous generation should not involve them."

The man said softly, suddenly raised his head, and looked at the dark bamboo forest.

"someone is coming."

After a while, a gray-clothed young man who looked to be in his twenties appeared on horseback. After seeing this group of black-armored knights, the young man got off his saddle and said, "Your Excellency, are you the Marquis of Guannei, Su Jingyuan?"

Su Jingyuan had just been conferred the title of Marquis, and he was still not quite used to this title. He nodded coldly, his black eyes were extremely sharp: "Who are you?"

"The small one is..." The gray-clothed youth glanced at the dozen or so cavalrymen around Su Jingyuan, hesitant to speak.

Su Jingyuan squinted his eyes, releasing the murderous aura formed by the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood on his body.

The gray-clothed young man had never felt this kind of breath, and he fell to the ground in fright, and said tremblingly: "The young one is the family member of the Fan family, surnamed Chen Mingzhu, the owner of the family, before the owner went to prison, he asked the young one to pass a word to Hou. Lord."

No need to ask anymore, with this murderous aura, Chen Zhu also confirmed Su Jingyuan's identity.

"How did Fan Qian know that the Marquis is going back to Beijing?"

The head of the Fan family is naturally the Prime Minister Fan Qian.

Chen Zhu shook his head: "The little one doesn't know about this either, the little one is just a messenger."

Su Jingyuan's face sank like water, and he said, "How did he tell you?"

"The head of the family asked the little one to leave the capital on the third day after he was imprisoned. He walked straight north on a fast horse and waited here after passing through the Fengxiao Forest until he saw Lord Hou. It was just a message."

Su Jingyuan suddenly lowered his head, staring at the bonfire burning on the ground.

There, the two letters had been reduced to fly ash.

And he was completely sure that the prince and Chu Zhao didn't lie to him—the Fan family was really colluding with Man Rong, otherwise Fan Qian would never have prepared everything so early and judged that he would come here today.

A trace of determination flashed in his eyes, Su Jingyuan seemed to have made some decision in his heart.

"But Master Hou came back earlier than the Patriarch predicted. The younger one thought he would wait for Master Hou, but he didn't expect Master Hou to wait for the younger one." Chen Zhu's tone was flattering.

The subordinate next to him said: "Our general returned to the capital at night and night, and three horses ran to death along the way. Otherwise, why do you think that the general brought hundreds of elites back to Beijing with only a dozen of us, but it's just behind us?" .”

Su Jingyuan turned his head and glared at his subordinate, who hurriedly shut up.

"Fan Qian, what message do you want to send to Ben Hou?" Su Jingyuan asked indifferently.

Chen Zhu collected himself, and said cautiously:
"The head of the family asked the younger one to tell you that the century-old reputation of Jiangmen Su family is all tied to Lord Hou. I hope Lord Hou will think twice before acting, not only for himself, but also for the future of the younger generations like Su Xuan and Su Bai."

Su Jingyuan's originally indifferent black eyes were stained with blood in an instant.

The subordinates next to him didn't understand the meaning of Chen Zhu's words, but he knew that Fan Qian was threatening him.

Chen Zhu observed Su Jingyuan's expression, and continued: "The Patriarch also said that after Lord Hou returns to Beijing, he can go to the inn in the city to rest with me, and then enter the palace to meet the saint..."

Su Jingyuan stroked the long knife at his waist, and suddenly asked, "Your name is Chen Zhu?"

"Yes, yes... old Chen, bamboo from the bamboo forest." Chen Zhu didn't know why Su Jingyuan asked himself this question.

"What benefit did Fan Qian give you, allowing you to continue to work for them even though their Fan family has all been imprisoned? Was it he who saved your life, was it your benefactor, or did your family members fall into his hands? , you were forced to be threatened by him?"

Chen Zhu shook his head, and told the truth: "Younger's parents died early, and one elder sister was working in the palace. She passed away a few days ago. The head of the family said that she left a lot of gold and silver for the younger. Give back the gold and silver to the little ones."

"So it was just for money, but—" He paused.

"Then Hou Ye, shall we go to Beijing?"

"But, that's your life money."

Chen Zhu didn't even see what happened, he just felt a chill on his neck, and suddenly, the world in front of him spun.

He didn't know why Su Jingyuan wanted to kill himself until he died.

Su Jingyuan put the knife back into its sheath, and said, "Have a rest, let's go on."

The others didn't respond to this scene. After drinking the boiling hot water, they put out the campfire and mounted their horses.

When leaving, they calmly bypassed the corpses on the ground and walked into the bamboo forest.

After a long time, a group of people walked through the bamboo forest.

There is a light blue color on the sky, and a golden light is looming. The winter morning is getting colder and colder, which makes people's hearts calm down.

The capital, which could not be seen clearly before, is now revealed in the distance.

Going to the capital, he came back.

(End of this chapter)