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Chapter 209

Jiangzhou on the Jiangnan Road is located on the main waterway of the Yangtze River.

The northern section of the river that flows through here is also known as the Xunyang River.

The water in this section of the river is turbid and yellow, with more and more sediment, but it is one of the most prosperous waterways in Jiangnan Road, with a lot of merchant ships.

The boat passed through Xunyang City, and the scenery on both sides of the river suddenly became brighter.

However, compared with the flat and wide banks of the plain, the rolling river is quite crowded:
Hundreds of boats compete for the flow, those who strive to sail first, and thousands of sails compete to sail.

Today, the spring is bright and beautiful. On the water of the Xunyang River, where swallows are flying and the grass is green, the sand is rolling, and the sun is sparkling.

It has a towering bow, lifelike dragon head carvings, flying flags, exquisite and luxurious cabin interiors, and various carving styles, all of which show the official style.

On the river, other cargo ships with flags of merchants and private boats of wealthy families paled in comparison.

Moreover, it seemed that they had discovered the official flag flying on the ship, and all the ships gave way one after another, and no one dared to fight for the way.

During this period, a seasoned treasurer of a businessman who ran across the sea and north had a sharp eye. When he passed by, he saw that the crew and men of this big official ship walking in the middle of the Xunyang River were well-trained, solemn, and walked steadily.

Some people can't help but whisper secretly:

"The special boat of the Jiangnan Road Observation Envoy is escorted by the elite officers and men of the Zhechong Mansion. What noble person is it carrying, and where is it going? Could it be that it is delivering the imperial decree?"

Naturally, these questions remain unanswered.

This official ship, which was transferred in Jiangzhou City, watched by the governor of Jiangzhou, and escorted by the officers and men of Chongfu at the third turn of the Jiangnan Road, sailed through the wind and waves all the way to Longcheng County.

At this moment, at the bow of the ship, there are several figures facing the wind.

"Sister Miaozhen, please, just reveal a little bit, what kind of gift is in this brocade box from my aunt? Brother, I feel like a cat scratching my heart."

There is a female voice that is colder than Jiang Feng:

"Mr. Wei, are you dying? Your Majesty dares to inquire about gifts. If someone sues you before the emperor, your father and king will not be able to protect you. This is not Wei Wang's mansion. It is better for Mr. Wei to speak slowly."

"Sister Miaozhen has a bodhisattva heart, she will definitely not sue! I can still trust my brother in this regard."

Miao Zhen, a female officer in colorful clothes, frowned slightly, and glanced at the young man in soap clothes who was squatting beside him with a playful smile. The latter was holding a plump pear in his hand, and he lowered his head to sniff it from time to time, but he just kept talking nonsense. .

Facing this kind of intimidation, Miaozhen, who was dressed in crimson palace attire, raised her chin slightly, looked at the increasingly approaching Dragon City boundary in the distance, and reminded lightly:

"Young Master Wei, don't shout, misfortune comes out of your mouth."

The young man surnamed Wei who was squatting on the ground and wiping honey on his small mouth smiled nonchalantly, opened his mouth and took a bite of the pear in his hand. He was dressed in a luxurious purple soap suit, and his skin was a bit dark as if he had been basking in the sun all year round. , the face is not bad, but as a man, he has a pair of peach blossom eyes, which looks a bit feminine.

"Sister Miaozhen, what are you talking about?"

The bright smile of the young man surnamed Wei remained unchanged. On the way to eat the pear, he glanced at the indifferent middle-aged female officer who was actually older than his biological mother who was born as a concubine, and said with a smile:
"Hey, sister Miaozhen can just call my younger brother Shaoxuan. It's too strange to say that you are a son or not. The book says that you are a stranger in a foreign land and you miss your relatives every festival. Although the younger brother and the older sister are not relatives, It’s not a festive season right now, but they’re all Luoyang ‘citizens’, aren’t they? What’s wrong with being kinder?”

Miaozhen nodded lightly: "I have seen the honest family style and profound family knowledge of Wei Wang's mansion today."

Wei Shaoxuan chewed the pear, shrugged his shoulders, and said indifferently:
"My sister laughed. I am different from those older brothers who danced with words. I don't like reading all my life, and I can't calm down. I run around with my adoptive father on weekdays, and I like the rough scenery of the desert and frontier."

Wei Shaoxuan, the sixth child in the family, squatted on the bow of the boat, raised his head and smiled showing his white teeth.

Miaozhen didn't bother to look at him, she looked sideways slightly, and glanced at the box-carrying man not far away from the two of them who had been silent since boarding the boat.

This brawny man is about 50 to [-] years old. He is puffy and fat, with dark and rough skin. He looks like a peasant with his face facing the loess and his back facing the sky.

The dress is also very strange, a short-sleeved sackcloth, with braids on the temples, not like a Han family.

He has a calm face at the moment, and he has a long purple-black wooden box on his back. The body of the box is simple and the mechanism is lined.

Miaozhen raised her hand and pointed: "This is Mr. Wei's adoptive father? I thought it was a guard."

Wei Shaoxuan's smiling face remained unchanged, he gnawed at the pear and said inarticulately:
"My foster father, a person from the frontier of Mobei, has been in the army for a long time, and he doesn't like to talk very much. It's the same in front of my father, but don't worry, sister Miaozhen. His foster father has always treated people with sincerity. He is a straight-hearted person. He is cold on the outside and hot on the inside. Rough and enthusiastic, everyone who knows him praises him!"

"Really." Miao Zhen didn't believe the nonsense that the concubine of Wei Wang uttered.

She looked sideways, the energy mechanism on the man with the box on the back was like an ancient well without waves, some rumors and speculations faintly emerged in Miaozhen's heart, and she seemed to ask casually:

"Your adoptive father is dressed like a Xianbei? There are quite a few frontiers. What's your last name?"

Wei Shaoxuan sighed, with a sad face:
"Hey, why does Sister Miaozhen inquire about the details of my adoptive father and ask about marriage, it's a pity that my adoptive father doesn't love beauties. Otherwise, Sister Miaozhen should ask my younger brother about my situation, and tell me everything!"

Miao Zhen didn't bother to answer him.

"Qiu Qi."

The man with the box on his back spoke suddenly, his voice hoarse.

"Surname Qiu?" Miaozhen turned around and asked suddenly: "What's the relationship with Qiu Shenji, a guest minister of Wei Wangfu, a top military strategist?"

The man with the box on his back turned a deaf ear to it.

Wei Shaoxuan waved his arms outstretched, and swung quickly in front of Miaozhen, trying to attract attention, and interjected:

"Why does that kind of uncle come here? Sister Miaozhen doesn't know. My father and the uncles in the mansion are busy cleaning up the chaos in Yingzhou. How can I have time to hang out here? Sister imagines The power is quite rich haha.

"And didn't I say it earlier, when we come here this time, it's the same as my sister and you give gifts to your aunt, and it's also a gift. We are all relatives, so we have to give a gift too?"

The corners of Miaozhen's lips twitched: "Send me a Mohist sword box that is rare in the world?"

The color of Wei Shaoxuan's eyes changed slightly, but he quickly returned to normal, stood up and clapped his sleeves:

"My sister has good eyesight, but I misunderstood. The sword box was given to me by my father. Young people, it is normal to have a sword. This Luoyang man, who would not want to carry a sword to the north of the fortress. It was given to that family Gifts, and something else."

Miaozhen stared at the strange combination of father and son for a while, then shook her head, "Oh."

She seems to have lost interest... She came here at the order of Her Majesty the Empress, and she didn't have much friendship with this pair of Wei family members who rubbed boats and cars, so there was no need to please or offend. The current situation of the Wei family is very complicated.

Miaozhen lowered her eyes, ignored Wei Shaoxuan's familiarity, and turned back to the cabin.

Inside the cabin, a group of court ladies guarded a carved brocade box with serious faces and heavy guards.

In front of this gift from the Son of Heaven, Miaozhen stood still with her hands up, watching with cold eyes. After an unknown amount of time, she murmured softly:
"Long time no see, Your Royal Highness, what a coincidence, His Majesty chose to come here, should I call you His Highness, or... call Xian Lang?"

At the bow, only Wei Shaoxuan and the box-carrying man who called himself Qiu Qi remained.

"Liu Lang talks too much." Qiu Qi said.

Wei Shaoxuan rubbed his face and put away his hippie smile.

The pears smashed into the river in a parabola in the air. The young man looked indifferent and stood facing the wind: "Really, I am getting closer and closer to that sword furnace, and my emotions are a bit difficult to suppress."

He turned his face to look at the Mohist sword box that had been agreed to arrive, and suddenly smiled and showed his white teeth: "This time I will trouble my adoptive father, carry the sword away for me."

After half a day.

The magnificent fleet arrived at Penglangdu.

Under the curious and enthusiastic onlookers of Longcheng people, Miaozhen led a group of palace people to disembark slowly, boarded the carriage, surrounded by Zhechong Mansion soldiers, and headed straight for Luming Street with a clear goal.

Before leaving the ferry, the woman in the crimson palace dress opened the curtains and glanced at the stairs behind to disembark.

The two Wei family members who accompanied the boat all the way disappeared.

Miaozhen frowned and lowered the curtains, her brows loosened.

The rules of survival in the empress' deep palace for many years told her:

Except misfortune comes out of your mouth.

It's nothing to worry about, and don't care too much.

……

"The lady in colorful clothes next to Your Majesty? This is not an ordinary palace... Blue, scarlet, and purple palace clothes, what color is the lead lady's clothes?"

In Longcheng County Yamen, Ouyang Rong stood up when he heard the news, silently searched for the vague memories in his mind, and asked with frowned eyebrows.

"It seems to be a deep crimson color."

"Seventh-rank pale scarlet, sixth-rank deep scarlet, that is the sixth-rank female officer! They are taller than this official, why did Luoyang send them here?"

Ouyang Rong's eyelids twitched, and he said with a headache.

Diao Xiancheng and other officials looked at each other in blank dismay, silent like cicadas.

Ouyang Rong raised his hands and put on his official hat, passed them, strode outside, frowning:

"Forget it, where is he now? He should have taken the convenient waterway and disembarked at Peng Lang Ferry. How far is it from the county government office? Go open the main gate and prepare to pick him up."

Ouyang Rong resumed his vigorous and resolute style, but the stuttering sentence of Diao Xiancheng, who looked embarrassed, made him stop:

"Ming Mansion... The envoys from Luoyang just passed by our county government."

"what?"

"They ignored the officials who went out to greet them, and went straight to the depths of Luming Street."

Ouyang Rong asked curiously: "Does this mean that you know that I live in Meilu Garden? You didn't tell them that I am on duty in the county government?"

Diaoxian Cheng hesitated to speak: "No...not Meiluyuan, Ming Mansion, they seem to have gone to the Su Mansion next door to you."

Ouyang Rong froze for a moment, then his expression suddenly changed, cloudy or sunny.

Diao Xiancheng looked at the young county magistrate who stood still and seemed to be in a daze, and couldn't help calling out: "What's wrong with you in Mingfu?"

Ouyang Rong lowered his eyes and murmured: "No way..."

He raised his face to look at Diao Xiancheng and the others, and suddenly rushed out of the county government hall without saying a word.

"Ming Fu, what's wrong with you? Wait for us..." Diao Xiancheng and others chased after him and shouted.

Ouyang Rong didn't wait for them, and after a while, he hurried to the gate of Su Mansion with his official hat askew.

At this moment, the main gate of the Shenfu compound, which was closed in the past, opened wide.

Ouyang Rong's eyes twitched at the weird scene where the crowd was crowded in front of the door but was surprisingly quiet.

It seems that I guessed it right.

　(PS: It’s a little shorter, and I’ll write another chapter. Don’t wait, everyone, read it tomorrow) Publish a friend’s book "Illiterate Top Stream: Three Years of Bad Times, Become a Superstar"

　　
　
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