After being reborn as Wang Baochuan's sister, she decided not to persuade her

Chapter 22
"Continue to investigate. Also, don't startle the snake." Wang Yinchuan said seriously.

Important matters related to national security cannot be underestimated.

Wei Ting nodded, wiped his cold Po Jun with a cloth towel, and replied, "Okay."

When Wang Yinchuan was not married, people in the military camp often joked that Pojun was Wei Ting's eldest wife. Later, when Wang Yinchuan married, Pojun came in second and became a concubine. However, Wei Ting still loved her undiminished. I hug and wipe it before going to bed in the morning, which is more diligent than taking a bath by myself.

In the past few days, probably under Wang Yinchuan's persuasion, the old love revived, the favor became more and more prosperous, and he even wished to hold him in his arms all the time.

He rubbed it, seemed to think of something, and said, "I heard that the lady went to the military camp today?"

"Go." Wang Yinchuan didn't mean to hide it. She has been in the barracks freely for a day or two. Now Wang Yun is in power in the court, and no one can shake her. Now, no one dares to stop her. , she went to see Wei Feng, there was no need to stop her.

Wei Ting paused as he wiped Po Jun's movements, and raised his head to meet her starry eyes, "Why are you suddenly interested in going to the military camp today?"

Wang Yinchuan took off the pearls and emeralds from his head, looked at the dark and blurred face in the bronze mirror, and said, "Don't you have eyeliner? The guard followed me all the way today, and you still don't know what I'm going to do?"

Wei Ting leaned the cleaned gun against the wall, walked to the vanity mirror, looked at her expression carefully, and said, "Young lady, are you angry?"

Wang Yinchuan ignored it, put the jade hairpin he took off into the dowry, and picked up a wooden comb to tidy his temple hair.

Wei heard it, and obsequiously grabbed the small wooden comb from her hand. The wooden comb was carved with lifelike crabapple flowers and tied with black tassels. The wooden comb was not big, and Wang Yinchuan held it just right in his hand. The little one is pitiful, Wei Ting smiled and said, "Don't be angry."

"It's normal to have my eyeliner in the army. After all, I have been on the battlefield and am familiar with military books. If I don't have this trick, wouldn't I have died on the battlefield long ago?"

He seemed to be thinking of something, then paused again, and said, "Isn't the lady most looking forward to me being more intelligent, why don't you want it now?"

Wei Ting picked up the comb, he didn't dare to use force, he only dared to comb it gently for her. While combing, he carefully watched Wang Yinchuan's expression in the bronze mirror.

There was silence in the room.

Wang Yinchuan said, "Then why are you asking, are you not satisfied after knowing my whereabouts?"

"I left home, came home, what did I say, what did I do, what action, what sentence escaped your eyes?"

She glanced at him indiscriminately, obviously without emotion, but it made Wei Ting a little nervous. He secretly hid the fallen hair and said, "A lady speaks seriously."

"Heavy words?" Wang Yinchuan chewed these two words carefully, and smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled up, without speaking.

She stretched out her hand, took the wooden comb from Wei Ting, put it on the dressing table, turned and walked towards the bed.

Wei Ting followed closely, and said, "Miss, don't be angry anymore, I'm the one talking too much, you really went to have a look at Wei Feng today, I'm just a little... a little..."

After talking for a long time, I didn't say anything.

Wang Yinchuan turned his head, glanced at him lightly, and said, "Since you know it, don't ask more questions. Also, if you don't want to sleep, go to the study to handle business."

Wei Ting immediately said, "No, no, someone who wants to sleep, someone who wants to sleep."

It is true that Wang Yinchuan didn't just go to see Wei Feng today, she hadn't been to the barracks for a long time, and she said she was going to see Wei Feng, but she still didn't go there on purpose, but there was one more thing that worried her.

Wang Yinchuan thought about it for a long time, the moon was bright in the middle of the night, and the cold wind was blowing through, she frowned, got up, and blew out the lamp.

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Wujiapo, a beggar's den.

There was a small table with a jug of wine and some dishes on it. Four people sat around the table.

The loess was built into the wall, the thatch covered the roof, and the beggars were dressed in ragged clothes. The leader of the beggars was wearing ragged clothes that had been mended for an unknown number of years, with a stick at his feet. Heaps, hair disheveled, as dry as thatch, but with steady eyes, obviously the leader of the beggar.

Big Brother Beggar raised the wine glass in his hand, looked gratefully at the scholar swordsman in front of him, and said, "I also want to thank Little Brother Xue for getting rid of the bandits in Qinglong Village, otherwise, how could we old, weak, sick and disabled beggars be here?" Eat wine and beg in Chang'an City with peace of mind?"

The two people around also raised their glasses, and the three raised their glasses together and toasted.

In front of them, although Xue Pinggui was down and out, he was dressed in a neat robe, his hair was tied into a bun on the top of his head, and a wooden hairpin was inserted in it. He was a gentle, elegant and handsome young man.

He raised the wine glass in his hand, without the arrogance of a scholar, and said humbly to several people, "Brother beggar, thank you, if you didn't help me, how could I defeat Qinglongzhai by myself?"

Brother Beggar looked at him with a smile, and said, "Your brother is too modest. It is because of your high martial arts skills. Without you, we would not be able to defeat Qinglongzhai."

"My dear brother does not know that a few years ago, Qinglongzhai was still a group of refugees who escaped from Yucheng. They burned, killed and looted all the way, doing all kinds of crimes, until they reached the mountain northwest of Wujiapo and set up camp there. Naturally, they dared not go. They did evil in the city, and when they learned that we were in Chang'an, they only robbed us of the money we begged for, and if we resisted or gave less, they would beat and scold us."

As the beggar brother said, he looked at the stick next to his leg, a crutch-like branch that was polished and turned into a crutch to support his sick body every day, "My right leg is called that Qinglongzhai The owner of the village is crippled. Alas, the beggars are all old, weak, sick and disabled. If they have a pair of strong hands and feet, who wants to be reduced to be a beggar? Isn't this because there is no other way to survive, so they come here I became a beggar, but I didn’t expect that even if I was a beggar, I would still be bullied. The people in Qinglongzhai are big and round, and they are all a group of strong men in their prime. How can we dare to resist? After resisting, we were also beaten to death and thrown into the wilderness.”

"It's been like this for the past few years. Fortunately, brother, you led us to a victory a few days ago. If it weren't for you, I don't know who would have saved us from the fire! The court doesn't care about things, as long as We didn’t harass the people, and we didn’t care about it, and we are the only ones suffering.”

Brother Beggar drank one cup after another, and the oppression he had suffered in the past few years dissipated at this moment, and his heart was full of joy. He looked at Xue Pinggui as if he saw his living parents, and he burst into tears of gratitude.

In the depths of love, the three beggars on the table huddled together, crying into tears.

Xue Pinggui held the wine glass and said, "Brother Beggar, don't be sad anymore."

(End of this chapter)