imperial psychologist

Chapter 720 Premonition
In the battle of defending the city, Wang Meng has never been afraid.

It happened to be his duty tonight. He climbed up the tower to look far away, holding his monocular telescope, and slowly scanned the silent field in the distance.

It was pitch black.

The people in the city have almost left, but the grain in the warehouse is still being transported out day and night. As the hub between Zhuo and Yan, the warehouses at both ends are really staggering.

Wang Meng's heart is calm, and he is more than [-]% sure of the possible battle that will happen next.

This is not only because of the abundant food in Liangduwang County, but also because the firearms that were sent to Liangduwang and will be sent to Yanzhou before have all been assigned to the soldiers of the army.He has never fought such a rich battle, plus the two impregnable walls...

Even if all the golden soldiers gather at both ends, so what? Even if the golden soldiers have cut down the dense forests on both sides of the northern part of the county these days, the open space in front of the city is still not wide enough, and the enemy can only use refueling tactics if they want to attack , Even with a million troops, it is also useless in this situation.

"Master Lieutenant General!"

The voices of the Xue family brothers came to his ears, Wang Meng put down the binoculars and looked sideways.

"Has everything been arranged?" He asked softly.

Xue Ziping talked about the military affairs for tonight and tomorrow, and Wang Meng felt relieved, "This is very good."

"Wei Songqing has already been sent to the county government office." Xue Zi'an sighed, "My lord should not send me to do guard work in the future, it's more tiring to hang around with him than to stand guard here at the city gate. "

Xue Ziping laughed, "Mr. Xiao will leave tomorrow, and you will have no chance to hang out even if you want to."

"When we send him out of the city tomorrow, let's send another team. You don't need to show the guards, just pretend to be a warrior transporting food." Wang Meng said in a low voice, "This man is indeed talented in using soldiers. There are still secret agents who will try to work against him."

"Yes." Xue Ziping cupped his hands.

"But why do we have to send him away?" Xue Zian said from the side, "Although Mr. Wei is young, wouldn't it be good to keep him to fight with us?"

Wang Meng pondered for a moment, then shook his head, "That's unnecessary."

The two brothers received a new life from Wang Meng, and then quickly came down from the tower.

Just before parting, Xue Ziping suddenly called out to his younger brother, "You have been walking around the city with Mr. Wei for so long today, you should have talked a lot with him, right?"

Xue Zian was stunned for a moment - it was rare for my brother to take the initiative to ask his opinion of other people like this.

"Yeah." Xue Zian nodded, "Yeah, what's wrong?"

"Do you think...Mr. Wei seems to be particularly pessimistic about the defenders who are watching from both sides?"

Xue Zian couldn't understand what his brother meant, "Pessimistic? Why... pessimistic?"

"Forget it..." Xue Ziping sighed, "Pretend I didn't ask."

Seeing that Xue Ziping turned to leave, Xue Zian quickly stepped forward and grabbed his brother's arm, "Hey, don't half-talk, explain clearly first!"

"Don't mess around here..." Xue Ziping shook off his younger brother's hand vigorously, "I'm still in a hurry..."

"I don't care, I won't let you go if you don't understand what you said today." Xue Zian whispered, "Brother, what did you see?"

"There's no clue, I thought it was unnecessary to ask you..." Xue Ziping tidied up his clothes that were messed up by his younger brother, "But you can go back and pack your things tonight."

"Huh? Why?"

"You will be the leader of the team that will secretly escort Mr. Wei out of the city tomorrow." Xue Ziping said in a low voice, "This is what Mr. Wang and I discussed this afternoon."

"What..." Xue Zian was stunned for a moment, and the joke on his face faded instantly, "What do you mean?"

"Mr. Wei's safety is in your hands." Xue Ziping looked stern, "Don't bargain."

……

In the middle of the night, Bai Ling felt a little sleepless again, perhaps because the deer hunter and Li Yiru had already left tonight, and she was really the only one left in this room at this moment.

This kind of tranquility made her feel a kind of loneliness that she had not seen for a long time, and when people were lonely, they seemed to always fall into the memories of the past.

From Pingjing to Liangduwang, such a long road has already come, and there are only two state capitals away from Jingzhou, but they are blocked here. I don't know if this is a kind of providence.

I wonder what Bai Yi is doing at this time?
Bai Ling covered her eyes with her hands, and she suddenly felt a little regretful.

If I had known that there would be so many moths on the road, I shouldn't have asked General Chang to send me a letter of safety when I was in Tunlongpi.

The journey northward has been tormented for so long that when an opportunity for unilateral contact presented itself, she took it directly without thinking, but what was the use of such a report of safety? The peace at that moment, that lonely letter full of joy at the moment of being unable to contact, will only make a few more people who endure this torment.

Unable to fall asleep after deliberation, Bo Ling simply got up and lit the lights in the room.

She touched up the pen and laid out the paper, staring blankly at the slightly yellowed blank letterhead.

In all fairness, if she changed places, would she want Bai Yi to send her a letter?
It seems that... it will.

I will.

Even if this kind of news causes greater suffering, it is better than no news at all.

To myself, it seems easier to bear the pain and worry than the void.

The westerly wind roared outside the window, and Bai Ling held the pen with her knuckles that were slightly red from the cold. She imagined that there was a letter that could be sent, and that Bai Yi could see every word written by Bai Yi in the next moment. She has too much to say, this longing is like overflowing water, and she can't bear it anymore, she can only write, and must write.

This letter was longer than expected, but Bo Ling wrote it quickly, tears fell on the paper, and the wet pen and ink smudged away, but it didn't matter, she believed and imagined the sending of the letter, and at the same time understood This letter can only be written to myself.

However, this kind of contradiction is not annoying, because at this moment, I seem to be divided into two people, one is older and the other is younger. The former comforts the latter with a gentle voice, and both of them are here comfort in this conflict.

In the middle of the night, Bo Ling went out with a copper basin, threw the letter into the red charcoal fire and burned it to ashes.

She said everything she could and couldn't say in the letter, watching the burning tongues lick the letter paper into ashes little by little, and Bai Ling gradually recovered her calm.

But when she stood up and was about to return to the house with the charcoal basin, she suddenly staggered and threw the brazier to the ground.

Then, there was a loud noise that shook the ground.

(End of this chapter)