Yu Jun

Chapter 203
Kyoto is here!

Wu Jin had seen that sheepskin seal once in Mo's residence, and it contained His Majesty's personal reply to Mo Qianlan's memorandum. Now this exact same sheepskin seal, probably contained the imperial pen and hand edict!

Before the sound of horseshoes went away, he turned his head to look at Xi Guan, untied the silver pouch from his waist, grabbed out a handful of money, and stuffed them all into Xi Guan's hands without looking at them, and a few copper coins leaked through his fingers He fell into the withered grass with a yellow light, but he didn't pay attention: "Rent a horse."

The official Xi looked at this large amount of broken silver mixed with scattered copper coins, not to mention renting a horse, even buying a horse is enough, and quickly said: "It's not so much."

Wu Jin was burning with anxiety, but her face was still calm, unwilling to let others see the clue: "We will calculate when we return the horse, and sketch the paperwork."

This official Xi recognized Wu Jin and knew that he had saved his own child. Although he didn't see how impatient he was, he heard him say the word "speed" and hurriedly led the horse that had just been drinking water, and handed the bridle and whip to Wu Jin. : "I know you, I will write the paperwork for you."

"Thank you." Wu Jin got on the horse, grabbed the bridle, and rushed to the city immediately.

The Golden Crow was waiting to fall to the west, and the avenue near the city gate was sparsely populated, and horses could still be rode, but after a while, the crowds became thicker, and there were people who announced the good news walking through the streets, and behind them were a large group of people watching the fun and grabbing money People, the flow of people engulfed him and the horse, even a thousand-mile horse couldn't move his legs.

Wu Jin was sweating anxiously, as if she had seen the scene of this Beijing official making a scene in the castle.

Mo Lingfeng borrowed an army of women to deceive the sky and cross the sea, and took control of Wang Zhizhou. If she could not continue to hide, would the power in her hands be enough to face the wrath of the emperor?
If the garrisons of various states and the imperial guards from the capital came to encircle and suppress the fort, and then took over the fort, then Mo Lingfeng's efforts to encroach on the fort would be in vain.

What he can think of, Mo Lingfeng can also think of, and Mo Lingfeng's actions, he can also predict - in this short period of time, he already has a complete idea in his mind, to let Mo Lingfeng get through this difficult time .

Just be quick, the sooner the better, get the other guy to the fort before dark!
The road was congested and his hooves were hard to move, so he simply got off his horse and left the horse in the foot shop beside the road, paid all the remaining silver on him, then tucked up the corners of his clothes, and ran to Zhizhou's mansion through the gaps between people.

He became a loach, he jumped into every crack, out of breath, he kept running, until his eyes turned black from exhaustion.

After finally getting out of the crowd, his Futou was crooked and his feet didn't stop. He raised his hand to take off the Futou, held it in his hand, and ran again.

Just after passing a block, the team robbing Xiqian once again blocked his way. He rushed here and there, almost desperate, and suddenly saw several sedan chairs.

On the official sedan chair at the beginning, a person was lifting the curtain to look out, and it was clearly Wang Zhizhou.

He was looking for Wang Zhizhou!

"Wang Zhizhou!"

He yelled three times, but the crowd was so noisy that his voice was drowned out as soon as he exited his mouth. Seeing the official sedan chair heading towards Yuhua Street, he hurried out to keep up.

There were more people in Yuhua Street, champion cakes and wedding money were being distributed everywhere, and beggars swarmed in. These groups of people blocked Wu Jin's sight, and when his sight was clear again, Wang Zhizhou was nowhere to be seen.

What about people?

The number of times he came to Yuhua Street can be counted on one's fingers, and now there are several shops that have changed their appearance, leaving no trace of the past. He looked around, feeling a little dazed for a while.

Feeling at a loss, he still kept on stepping, rushed straight into a Yan restaurant, and asked the waiter, "Is Wang Zhizhou here? There is an important matter", the waiter shook his head in fright, and waved his hands again and again.

He continued to ask another family, and asked four in a row, and suddenly heard Wang Zhizhou's laughter, which was very low and proud, followed by countless flattering voices.

He raised his legs and stepped forward, galloping forward, the waiter followed him with a smile on his face, and asked him a few words in a "buzzing" manner, but he didn't hear a word clearly, so he rushed up to the second floor in a hurry.

The second floor is full of pavilions, one after another, all of which are very similar. He walked over one by one, and then stopped in front of the door of the pavilion carved with orchids in the middle.

Four attendants stood at the door, staring at him unkindly, one of them recognized him, stepped forward immediately, raised his hand and shoved him, and at the same time turned his head and called the waiter: "Why do you put everyone in, don't disturb Zhizhou!"

That's too late.

Wu Jin suddenly pushed away the attendants, and opened the door with a slap, and immediately had a clear view of the situation in the pavilion.

The mat has already been laid out, and we just waited for Wang Zhizhou to arrive. Wang Zhizhou sat in the first place, looking at the intruder in astonishment, and a circle of people sat around the lower head. Sleeves, serving Wang Zhizhou like a servant.

Wu Jin's sudden intrusion broke the laughter in the pavilion. When Wang Zhizhou frowned, he was as fast as the wind and had already blown to Wang Zhizhou's side.

He bent over, and the clothes on his body also bent into sharp lines with corners and corners. Wang Zhizhou shrank back suddenly, his heart was beating wildly in his chest, and his back was covered in cold sweat. The back of the chair was firm, and he couldn't get up for a while, otherwise he would run away on the spot.

Those who flattered him didn't react for a while, and even the followers who followed him were a step slower.

Wu Jin pressed Wang Zhizhou's shoulder with one hand, and whispered in his ear: "The secret envoy from Kyoto has arrived at the fortress."

"What?" Wang Zhizhou's face was shocked to the extreme in an instant, his pupils fluttered sharply, and he stood up suddenly while leaning on the chair with both hands: "Impossible!"

He didn't receive any news about the defeat of the army. He had already written a memorial and made various arrangements. The emperor had already reprimanded him. How could there be an imperial envoy?
After countless wars, he has already solved the matter of making up empty salaries in the fortress. He is not afraid of investigation. Discover.

And the Mo family!

If they had known in advance that the imperial envoy would arrive, they could join forces and make a show to hide the imperial envoy from him—but the imperial envoy arrived too suddenly, and Mo Lingfeng might not have been prepared.

"Impossible, how do you know?" He gritted his teeth and looked at Wu Jin, lowered his voice, and held his arm tightly with one hand.

He had no choice but to hold Wu Jin, because after Wu Jin said that sentence, her legs were trembling and she was panting heavily with a pale face.

Wu Jin's face was also in unprecedented distress. She didn't wear a crown on her head, only a wooden hairpin was stuck in it, and the hairpin was crumpled in her hands. Falling, wet the skirt.

Such a well-dressed person who always fights, suddenly became confused and crazy like this, I am afraid that there is a secret order from Kyoto.

Wu Jin pushed his hand away, and whispered: "I have seen with my own eyes, the emissary sent by His Majesty to Kuanzhou, which time did not cover up? If you rush to the fort now, you can join hands with Miss Mo in time, if It’s too late, but it’s too late!”

After all, he was too tired to stand up, dragged a stool over, sat down on his buttocks, and panted slowly.

(End of this chapter)