Fu Zihan listened to Liu Wei's deep analysis of the situation in a daze. She was speechless, but at the same time, she was also a little afraid, especially when she saw the water curtain that was covering the waterfall in front of him. He became even more hesitant, and after thinking for a moment, he suggested: "Since the tunnel is so important, then let's not go out.
Liu Wei snorted and said: "We're already here, and you want me to go back?"
Fu Zihan was stunned, "Didn't you say …"
"No." Fu Zihan scratched his head in embarrassment. "You mean, you're married to a man?" Oh? Yes, is it Second Prince Rong? "
"Otherwise?" Liu Wei countered with a question, "I can't marry him?"
Fu Zihan was stunned. "No, no …" But … You. "You all..."
Liu Wei squinted her eyes dangerously, and snorted at him: "Don't look down on me, when Rong Ling and I got married, your fifth brother was the witness."
At that time, Liu Wei was still carrying an ugly expression, when she was dealing with the big case of the Fu's Family in Qingzhou, Rong Ling suddenly went crazy and wanted to get married. Liu Wei could not change his mind, so the two of them arranged the marriage in such a muddled manner, but because Liu Wei was still dressed up as a man, although there were some people in Qingzhou who knew each other, it was not good to invite them to the wedding. In the end, there were only two witnesses for the wedding.
Although it was simple and crude, thinking about it now, it was quite interesting.
Fu Zihan didn't expect his fifth brother to be so open-minded, as he had already married a couple of years ago, but when he thought deeper, his heart began to beat like a drum again. Liu Si Zuo was a man with a broken sleeve, and fifth brother was very close with him.
Fu Zihan scared himself to the point that he was sweating white fur.
Liu Wei had already reached the front of the Water Curtain Cave, he turned and said to Zi Han: "If you don't want to go down, wait for me here, I will return quickly."
After she finished speaking, before Fu Zihan could stop her, she had already jumped out of the hole like a bolt of lightning.
An hour later, accompanied by the beautiful morning sunlight, Liu Wei returned to the tunnel wet from head to toe.
Fu Zihan had already dozed off two times while leaning against the wall of the cave. When he saw that Liu Wei had returned, he immediately stood up and asked, "How is it, is it outside the Western City? Why have you been gone for so long? I thought something happened to you. "
Liu Wei dried the water on her hair, and then used her Spirit Qi to roast her clothes. As she cleaned up the mess, she said: "It's outside the western city, I walked around the moat, and looked at the defense lines."
The inside of the city was under the control of the rebel army, naturally there were many soldiers guarding the outside of the city, but because the White-headed Mountain was a large waterfall and there was an unfathomably deep moat below, there were no soldiers patrolling this area. Liu Wei went onto the shore, lurking around the Western City for a while, recording down all the soldiers and defensive lines she could see, ensuring that there was no difference, and came back before dawn.
While he was speaking, Liu Wei waved his hand and brought Fu Zihan back towards the hunting grounds through the tunnel.
Because there was a secret passage, when Liu Wei returned to the large courtyard, she immediately shared this important piece of information with Rong Ling. Rong Ling was already angered by her not returning for an entire night, and upon hearing her proudly boasting about how Fu Zichen had prepared herself in case of rain, he became even more furious, and frowned: "Our ship is at the Two Rivers Pier, if we want to enter the city, we can only enter from the east pier.
"We can't use the people from the Hai Dong Army, we can't use the people from the garrison."
Rong Ling was startled.
Liu Wei went close to his ear and whispered her plans to him.
… ….
At the same time, in a powder shop on the east side of the city, Shopkeeper Zhou was hastily handing a white cloud embroidered with red satin to the waiter. He said to him in a serious tone, "23 houses on Little Well Street, give it to a person called Yang Qing. Remember, you must have the woman called Yang Qing to receive it personally."
The boy agreed and took his bag to the Little Well Street. Arriving at the alley, the waiter identified twenty-three households. Just as he was about to knock on the door, he saw a tall and big man walking out from the neighboring room.
The young servant hid the bag in his sleeve and knocked on the door of the twenty-three households.
As soon as he raised his hand, he felt a sharp pain on the back of his neck. His body then went limp and slid to the ground.
Lu Yi bent over to pick up the bag in the boy's hand, then pulled him into his house with one hand, closed the yard door, opened the bag, and found a small folded letter hidden in the dried flowers.
There was only a single sentence written on it — — leader of the studio left Fengzhou for Qingzhou a month ago.
Lu Yi frowned, hid the letter in his bosom, tied the bag, and put it back on the kid. He then put the kid on the door of Yang Qing's house, turned around and walked out of the alley.
An hour later, within the little Taoist temple, the little cultivator received the letter with a cold expression. His expression was very puzzled as he asked, "What does this mean? Baxiu Studio didn't receive our letter and their leader of the studio already left for Qingzhou a month ago? "
Lu Yi nodded and said, "One month ago, the rebel army had not attacked Qingzhou. At that time, this leader of the studio was in Fengzhou, and I remember that Fengzhou seemed to be the first province to be occupied by the rebel army. Logically speaking, after being occupied, there should have been strict guards outside the city.
"He might not be able to escape." Leng Ning frowned, "It's been a month. How would it take a month for Feng Zhou to come to Qingzhou? It hasn't been that long, but something might have happened on the way."
Lu Yi's face also became ugly: "Then if the Baxiu Studio is in trouble, who can send a message to the Liaozhou for us?"
Leng Ying stood up at this moment, his expression was solemn, he took the letter and walked out: "I will go look for Second Prince."
… ….
At the same time, above the two rivers, in a merchant ship that was filled with goods, a slim and frail woman's figure was curled up in the underground storage.
The merchant, who was holding a steamed bun, opened the door of the basement and called out in a low voice, "Madam, madam?"
Ji Xiaqiu slowly stuck her head out from the corner and her weak fingers knocked lightly on the ground.
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