Wanjin Lady

Chapter 377 Chasing the Enemy
"Uh..." Meng Yuanjie shook the thin military report, his eyes fixed on the last line. "Here, Zhao Heng wrote: If I had known that the Marquis would blame the military report for only containing information about Miss Wen, I would have been prepared. A few days before you left, you warned me that Miss Wen was in the spotlight due to her investigation and that I needed to pay more attention to the people around her. I have never slacked off."

There was silence in the air for a while.

Hou Ji and others turned their heads and held back their laughter.

Zhao Heng is truly a competent subordinate.

When it comes to guessing the thoughts of his superiors, no one can match him.

Wei Zheng's voice was chilling. "Before leaving, I ordered him to clean 500 toilets in the Xishan Camp. How many has he cleaned so far? Why isn't it in the military report?"

Meng Yuanjie coughed softly, "I will reply right now and ask him to go back and count."

"He likes reading storybooks so much. It seems he has too much free time." Wei Zheng slowly wiped the sword, from the hilt to the tip. He wiped it very carefully, and the sharpness slowly accumulated in his eyes. "There are a thousand toilets in the garrison. Let him clean them all. You can check them yourself when you get back."

Meng Yuanjie lit a candle for Zhao Heng in his heart.

I don’t know what’s wrong with the Marquis recently. His personality has become more and more unpredictable, and his methods of torturing people are endless and innovative.

Meng Yuanjie asked tentatively, "Then...should I ask him to stop paying attention to the Wen family's situation?"

The young man across from the fire had his head lowered, his long, thick eyelashes visible in the flickering flames. He sat there, polishing his sword with a carefree air, as if it were his treasure.

"No need."

It took a while before the man's low voice was heard.

"Since Wen Wan is in my service, I must protect her."

What is it——

Confused.

I am becoming more and more irrational.

As the distance between the two grew, the three points of liking for each other became five points.

Missing someone is like a weed growing in the heart. The more you ignore it, the more it grows. The more you want to withdraw, the deeper you sink.

No problem.

That night, there was the moon, the river, the music, and the evening breeze. No matter who was sitting in the boat, no matter who talked to him about "soulmate", he would be moved, right?

and so.

What moved his heart was not Wen Wan, but the wind and moon that night.

But I didn’t sleep that night.

Wei Zheng was afraid that once he closed his eyes, all those strange dreams would come flooding in.

Maybe it's because his mind is unstable, so Wen Wan frequently appears in his dreams and hangs out with him?

No problem.

Kill a few more people, and the blood will naturally cover up those unspeakable erotic dreams.

Meng Yuanjie and his companions discovered that Wei Zheng had already begun gathering his men before daybreak. Wei Zheng hadn't slept all night, and there was a faint dark shadow under his eyes. In the fading light, he looked even more gloomy than usual.

Even the thick-skinned Hou Ji noticed Wei Zheng's recent abnormality.

He pulled Meng Yuanjie aside and whispered, "What's wrong with the Marquis lately? He's so moody... so unpredictable..."

Meng Yuanjie quickly packed his water bottle and bag, "Don't discuss the master's affairs!"

Hou Ji pouted. "What's wrong?"

Can’t we complain about our superiors together?

He was a tight-lipped monkey. He hadn't mentioned it to anyone else the last time. The Marquis and Shopkeeper Wen were locked in the same box, a man and a woman alone... a fire raged... crackling...

Let him see that the Marquis is just irritable!

The weather is dry, and the Marquis's heart is naturally dry too!

Wei Zheng's small team consists of about twenty people, all of whom are Wei Zheng's confidants for many years. This time they followed him deep into the hinterland and provided a lot of help. Therefore, even though they had a forced march for half a month, there was no complaint.

They followed Liu Guizhou for half a month and initially planned to capture him in Bozhou City. Unexpectedly, Liu Guizhou's superior seemed to show up. Several people took the account books and headed eastward. The road became more and more desolate, but the destination was very clear. Wei Zheng could only follow behind and wait and see.

Maybe this time I can pull out a big fish with the net!

"No need to go any further. Don't chase after a desperate enemy."

When they reached Stone Mountain, Wei Zheng and his group stopped at a valley. "This place is narrow and closed on both sides, making it the perfect place for an ambush."

Meng Yuanjie glanced at the canyon where the two lines merged into one day and asked, "My Lord, are you afraid of an ambush?"

Wei Zheng smiled, his lips curled up as he thought of something, a hint of nonchalant murderousness in his eyes. "Liu Guizhou has been leading us all this way. I'm afraid he's... deliberately luring us here."

Everyone's expressions changed slightly!

They couldn't help but look at the back of the person walking in front.

That’s right, the Marquis has an almost terrifying keen sense of the situation.

Hou Ji couldn't help but tighten his grip on the knife in his hand. A dozen people instantly changed their formation, guarding Wei Zheng in the center. "Lord Hou, are you saying... this is their base camp?"

Meng Yuanjie made a quick assessment. He glanced around and then his expression tensed, "My Lord! There's someone in the valley!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a deafening shout and the sound of gongs and drums. The sound seemed to come from all directions and it was impossible to tell the direction.

Looking more closely, you can see the wind shaking the trees and the flags waving in the distance, as if thousands of troops are shaking the heaven and earth and swooping down.

When did so many people come here?
Judging from the appearance, there are at least a thousand people, enough to form an army. How can a thousand people hide in the jungle and mountains?
"Look—to the southwest—" Meng Yuanjie pointed in the distance, "there's a bunker!"

The presence of a bunker meant that there was a large army in the mountains. Obviously, this army was not owned by the Chen Dynasty officials, but private soldiers!

Wei Zheng stretched out his arms, tapped his feet lightly, grabbed the tree trunk with both hands, stood firm and looked into the distance.

Then the calm voice of the man in the tree came, "Don't panic. They don't have that many troops. Although the sound came from four directions, there were only flags and no smoke. It's just an empty city plan."

Want to use the empty city plan to persuade him to retreat?
Haha, then he would like to go into the bunker and take a look.

Wei Zheng's voice echoed from the vast valley, "Liu Guizhou, do you know... raising private soldiers... is a capital crime!"

He was going to gamble...that there was no one available in this bunker!

If this is really the headquarters of the smuggling gang, Bingzhou just received a tip-off last month that a ship was going out to sea, so most people must not be in the bunker!
The person behind this was really cautious. He actually set up his base camp at the junction of Bozhou and Bingzhou. No wonder he couldn't find any trace of him even after digging three feet deep in Bingzhou.

"Master Wei." Liu Guizhou's voice rang out from the forest ahead. The sound was clear through the jungle, and Wei Zheng reacted immediately... Liu Guizhou must have the iron open-mouthed trumpet that Wen Wan had used during the Lantern Festival. "Who knew the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind? You've followed me for so long, and I've followed you for a long time, too."

Suddenly.

"Pa, pa, pa" the crisp sound of slaps.

A team of about a hundred people appeared in front. They had resolute faces and their movements were in unison, obviously they had undergone long-term training.

A chilling laugh echoed from the forest across the street. "Sir Wei, I heard you're looking for the Duke's whereabouts?"