She fell out after crying at the wrong grave

Outside the city, there is a farm that has been abandoned for a long time.

After wandering for a whole month, Chen Lan had disheveled hair and was dirty all over.

The moment he pushed open the wooden gate, he looked down and saw clearly the black mud between his fingers and the sour smell on his body blown by the wind.

Looking up, there is warm sunlight. Even in the north, there is already some warmth on the body.

Chen Lan breathed a long sigh of relief. God helps those who work hard. He finally arrived in Kezhou.

I ran in quickly, and apart from the deserted yard, the doors and windows of the house were closed, looking very dilapidated.

I didn't expect that the game we set up by Pingjiang was still a step behind in the end, and Hengzhi saw through it. The already scattered forces became even more fragmented after this expulsion.

Chen Lan pulled four or five of his subordinates to block him along the way, and luckily he was not shot to death by the arrows. But he was penniless and did not dare to approach Pingchuan City, so he had to flee in desperation, first to save his reputation for the future.

If not, how could things have turned out like this?
Chen Lan spat in anger and kept cursing Heng Zhi in his heart.

I really underestimated this man named Heng in the past. When he was an official beside the governor of Pingzhou, although he was a minor official who served him, he had to stay with the governor every day. The governor also had his heart in the court, and he could not escape his inquiries about all the affairs of the court and the country.

Chen Lan judged Hengzhi based on the past governors' understanding of him. All the previous judgments were that the prince was lazy, not interested in poetry and books, nor in swords. He just went around and did some carefree and happy things.

Therefore, even if Kezhou defended Louguan in late winter, Hengzhi was not there at that time. It can only be said that the garrisoning soldiers had many years of experience and defended well, and Hengzhi himself is not enough evidence.

Moreover, according to the information Chen Lan had gathered in advance, the old emperor had only allocated 10,000 troops to him, and had not even personally led the army to the battle. What could he accomplish with this?

In such arrogance, Chen Lan complacently believed that a strong dragon could not defeat a local snake, let alone that he was more than just a local snake, so he looked down on him even more.

The fact is that he was wrong, very wrong.

Although the children of aristocratic families have taken advantage of their status, people are still different. For example, the Heng family of Pingzhou, whose descendants are immoral, lost the protection of the Princess of Pingzhou and their fortunes declined. But even though Hengqi lived a life of drunkenness and debauchery, his son Hengqi still thrived.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, so Chen Lan kicked the door of the dilapidated house open.

"Ahem!" A gust of dust blew in his face. If he hadn't moved too much just now, he wouldn't have suffered this. Chen Lan blocked it with his tattered and greasy sleeves, and tears were forced down his cheeks. "What bad luck! What the hell is this place?"

After waiting for a long time, the dust finally settled.

But when I looked at it carefully, I felt it was quite unlucky.

"Damn it, it's actually a charity cemetery, a place for the dead!" A nameless anger rose from his heart, and Chen Lan couldn't help but curse, "Now I am just a tiger in the plain, when I rise again one day, I will be the first to slaughter you, Kezhou!"

He almost turned around and left, not caring whether there was a place to rest tonight. After all, he couldn't stay in such a place full of dead air.

Chen Lan's original plan was to gather his forces, at least find a river to wash, and then secretly go to Kezhou City to look for the remaining Beitang troops.

The first person he thought of was Chu Hui, who had once served in the army.

Over the years, Chen Lan had exchanged letters with Chu Hui many times, either in private or on behalf of his superiors. Chu Hui had accumulated some power in Kezhou, and although it was now in decline, a little bit of power was still a piece of meat, and it was better than having nothing now.

Step by step, it has always been like this, wanting to stand on the city accumulated by others and become the king.

So he quickly adjusted his mood and stepped out of the charity cemetery.

It was also a coincidence that I didn't expect that not long after I walked out of this wilderness, I saw a quiet and lush forest in front of me. As I walked, I saw several graves covered with green grass.

Before he could utter another curse, he saw a very familiar-looking person kneeling in front of the stone tablet on the left front.

Chen Lan's heart began to pound, and he no longer cared whether he was dirty or not. He ran to the stele in a few steps.

That's right, when he got close enough and clearly saw the name written on the stele - the position of his late wife Jiang Xueshu, Chen Lan was finally sure that this was a pie in the sky that had fallen on his head.

"God really is helping me! God is helping me! Hahaha!"

Chen Lan laughed heartily for a few times before he bowed to Chu Hui, who turned around with a look of shock and anger, "General Chu, how are you? I am Chen Lan from Pingzhou. Seeing is believing!"

It was Qingming Festival, and Chu Hui came to pay tribute to Jiang Xueshu.

But who would have thought that just as he was building up his emotions and tears were welling up in his eyes, he heard a burst of unbridled laughter behind him, which made him furious.

"How can you be so rude! This is in front of the spirit of my late wife!" Chu Hui had not been in good health since winter. He knelt for a long time and then suddenly stood up. He was so angry that he felt dizzy and stars appeared in front of his eyes.

Chen Lan didn't pay any attention to Chu Hui's discomfort at all. He was just immersed in the great joy that he would soon have something to rely on.

"Great, I found General Chu so easily. Now I can fight back to Pingzhou in no time! Although I am not as good as Hengzhi in using military tactics, I have more people than him, so I can catch him in one fell swoop. By then, I will be unstoppable and lead my troops directly to this empty shell of the capital, and capture the heartless Da Chong!" Just a few words, like a torrential rain that put out a fire, suddenly calmed Chu Hui down.

Chen Lan must have gone crazy to dare to speak out such a treasonous thing and reveal his cards so quickly.

Chu Hui knew that Hengzhi had not returned since he entered the capital for the banquet. Chu Hui also knew that he was sent to Pingzhou by the emperor to quell the rebellion.

During the year he was imprisoned in the military mansion, apart from living in endless regret, he spent the rest of his time constantly thinking about whether it was a good or bad thing for him to enter Beitang in a fit of rage.

This question was finally answered for him by Qin Shengguang.

It happened to be the winter solstice when it snowed heavily, and Kezhou was already freezing cold.

The snow on the road was piled up thickly. Even though Madam Cui was not there to spend her own money to sweep the snow, the merchants in the city, under the leadership of the new manager Zhang Hai, cleared the snow on their own, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

Qin Shengguang came on the snow and told Chu Hui all these things.

"Kezhou is blessed with the young marquis and Princess Xuancheng. Bo Wen, I heard that you have a knot in your heart that is difficult to untie, so I came here today to talk to you about it." Qin Shengguang was always worried about his best friend of many years, who killed his wife and defected to the enemy. His brows were solemn, not much better than the ice and snow outside the window.

Qin Shengguang only said a few words and then left Chu's house. But the words engraved in his heart lingered in his ears all the time.

"Bo Wen, you killed your first wife, and then you felt remorseful and heartbroken. But even if you regret it, what's the use now? Jiang is completely dead and will never come back to life. You have to bear these sins for the rest of your life, and the same goes for your surrender to the enemy. Although the young marquis and the princess were smart and did not wait until you caused real suffering before they exposed you, surrendering to the enemy is a fact that will be difficult to erase for the rest of your life."

Finally, Qin Shengguang said, "Such a painful lesson is enough to make you think about repayment and compensation when doing anything from now on. It's up to you to decide."

So today, before Jiang Xue's memorial service, Chu Hui was finally faced with such a role again, and her heart sank.

All he has left in this world is his daughter, Zeze.

"Master Chen's appearance here is probably more than just a pen pal meeting." Chu Hui quickly gathered his emotions, patted his clothes and stood up.

Chen Lan, with disheveled hair and dirty face, smiled strangely, "You have been a soldier in Beitang for many years and have supported half of Kezhou. Don't you feel unwilling to be in trouble now?"

Chu Hui looked at him quietly, without saying a word.

Chen Lan thought he was wavering and continued to work hard, "Could it be that the army is willing to watch the Shen family persecute loyal officials and still sit firmly in the court?"

As he spoke, he took a step closer, and more and more of the foul smell on his body rushed into Chu Hui's nostrils.

"The Hengzhi faction is like the henchmen of the Shen family. They are so humiliated by the emperor but still obey him. Instead, they come to suppress me who is rebelling. How can this be justified in the world? Why don't you and I join forces and go to Hou Wangxuan in Shuzhong. Then we can raise an army and kill Shen Zhuo to avenge your teacher. How do you think?"

This is where the abacus was originally set.

Chu Hui thought about his words and slowly figured out their meaning.

It was just that he wanted to rebel, but he was arrogant and overestimated his own ability, so he wanted to drag others into the water. His power, which was now disintegrated by Hengzhi, was due to his lobbying of the Beitang power with deep roots in Pingzhou, just relying on his mouth.

Chen Lan is a man who has not read many books, but he knows a lot of evil ways. How can we easily believe what he says?

Chu Hui lowered her voice, "This matter must not be publicized here. You have come from a long distance, and you have already been wanted in various states. You should listen to me first, wash up, disguise yourself, and I will be waiting for you in my study at home at noon tomorrow."

When Chen Lan heard this, it seemed a little possible. His heart started beating wildly and his hands began to tremble.

Chu Hui was beside him, watching every move he made.

He was still trying to provoke me. "Since Lord Chen has the ability to get out of Pingzhou where there are many ambushes, and has traveled thousands of miles to find me, he must have a way to successfully escape the inspection at the city gate and enter my house without anyone noticing. There are only you and me here, and even if we are exposed tomorrow, Lord Chen will not be able to blame me. But if you want to talk about things, how capable you are, it depends on how you find an opportunity tomorrow."

Chen Lan agreed immediately and watched Chu Hui leave the woods.

This old fox is no pushover. It's not easy for him to get rid of him in one bite.

Chen Lan sneered, and his gaze returned from the forest where Chu Hui's figure disappeared to the tombstone in front of him.

He bent down and picked up the basket of fruits and cakes that were offered in front of the coffin. They were all very fresh and expensive good things. Chu Hui was really affectionate to his first wife.

However, Chen Lan's thumb lingered on the word "Chu" engraved on the handle of the basket, stroking the scratch.

Trying to stay out of it completely doesn't seem like you're being careful enough.

We'll see.　
(End of this chapter)