Duke Jing's younger sister

Chapter 176 Family Letter

"Pah—" the soldier spat at the door.

While quickly putting on his clothes, he looked around, afraid that he would be seen by others and the gossip would reach his wife's ears.

I dared not to curse loudly, but only to mutter a few words quietly.

"Oh, I was wondering why you asked about the nobleman tonight. So you think my branch is too low and want to climb a higher branch?"

"With your ability, you still want to curry favor with the Duke of Jingguo? He has seen all kinds of women, how could he be interested in a widow like you?"

Through the thin layer of door panel, Bingwei's words naturally fell into Zou's ears.

Zou was too disdainful to explain to him.

A figure as high and mighty as God like Duke Jingguo was not something she could aspire to be.

She does have some self-awareness in this regard.

But she had seen the father and son in Xingzi Hutong on the street several times.

The young man was good-looking, but he was a little cold and didn't like to talk to people.

The father looked like a scholar, frail and unable to lift anything, and coughing all the time.

The father and son lived in a small courtyard, and there was no one to care about their feelings.

Isn't what they lack most right now a woman who can do the laundry and cook?

When it comes to the ability to serve and coax men, who can compare to her?

She would not tell Jiang Minzhi why she fell in love with him, let alone Jiang Li.

Zou chuckled and raised her hand to touch the bright golden hairpin on her bun, saying sarcastically,

"I heard that people with this heart think everything is dirty. Do you think so?"

Jiang Li was not annoyed either.

Recently, Luo Zhi has been paying attention to what's happening in Huajia Lane.

So far, no abnormalities have been found.

However, she would rather judge others by her own standards.

I also don't want Zou to be the kind of dissolute person who can be slept with by anyone.

The rain on a summer night comes suddenly.

A gust of wind just started to blow, and before the wind died down, I could hear the crackling sound of raindrops hitting the eaves of the corridor.

Xingping closed the window and lit the candle on the gold-painted lampstand in the house that had been blown out by the wind.

The flickering lights of several candles illuminated the room.

"girl?"

Seeing that she was holding the pen but not moving, Xingping called out to her softly.

Jiang Li came back to her senses, gently spread out the rice paper, dipped the tip of the pen into ink and dropped it on the paper, and beautiful handwriting slowly came out.

This was the first letter she had written since he left.

I have a thousand words to say in my heart. I want to ask him if he is okay and if he is hurt.

Do you find this hot weather unbearable?

But I was afraid that if I said too much, it would annoy him.

The sound of raindrops hitting the window panes.

The dim candlelight flickered, gently reflecting her delicate outline on the lattice window.

She wrote and revised just a few lines, and then revised and read them again.

It took me nearly an hour to carefully consider the wording.

north.

It rained a few times in the past two days. After a brief period of coolness, the weather became as stuffy as being in a steamer, and it became increasingly hot and unbearable.

Even though Shen Beiqi had given the order, training was only to be done in the morning and evening every day.

Many soldiers still suffered from the heatstroke and had to be carried out of the martial arts arena.

Inside the commander's tent, a young man sat behind a desk, looking through the intelligence handed over by scouts from various locations.

He was not wearing an outer robe, but a white undershirt as thin as a cicada's wing. He had a slender figure and broad shoulders and neck.

The wide neckline was half open, revealing the firm and hard abdominal muscles.

Even though he was wearing such thin clothes, his forehead and nose were still covered with fine beads of sweat.

The wind blew on my face like fire, gently lifting a corner of the tent curtain.

Luo Jue walked into the tent with his sleeves and trouser legs rolled up. He threw a letter to him and found a chair to sit down.

"Here, a letter from home is worth a thousand pieces of gold. Why don't you take a look at what your third daughter wrote to you?"

Shen Beiqi glanced sideways upon hearing this, his eyes falling on the envelope in his hand.

A sense of excitement that was not appropriate for my age suddenly arose in my heart.

It has been nearly a month since I left Jiangdu City.

When he saw Luo Jue receive a letter from home yesterday, he was still wondering why A'li didn't send him a letter.

Clearly, when he left, she had asked him so seriously whether he could receive her letter.

Carefully tearing open the envelope and opening the letter, the beautiful handwriting was just like her pretty face, which was very pleasing to the eye.

The letter was very short, just a few lines.

"My dear brother, I am writing to you. We have not seen each other for a few days. Are you in good health? The weather is hot and dry, so I hope you take care of yourself and be careful in everything. Everything is fine at home, so don't worry."

"I recently learned something and I am worried. I want to remind you, brother, to be careful in everything."

At the end of the letter, he was told that Luo Cheng had surrendered to the crown prince, which might be detrimental to him.

Shen Beiqi read the letter over and over again.

I couldn't help but feel a little lost.

He originally thought that he would be able to find a hint of longing for him from her in the letter, even if it was just a tiny bit.

However, it is counterproductive.

Shen Beiqi smiled helplessly.

The slender finger bones curled up slightly, carefully folded the letter in the hand, and put it back into the envelope.

Finally, he placed it on a military book on the desk.

"Did you receive a letter from home yesterday?" Shen Beiqi asked casually without looking up.

Luo Jue nodded, a little puzzled, "You've seen it, so why are you asking?"

"It seems that your newlywed wife misses you?" Shen Beiqi said with hidden meaning.

Luo Jue glanced at Shen Beiqi and said unhappily,

"Yesterday when I received a letter from home, you looked envious and pretended to be calm. Now that your third daughter has sent you a letter, why are you concerned about me?"

Shen Beiqi glanced at him indifferently and did not ask any further questions.

"By the way, another fifty miles ahead is Luzhou. We have been stationed here for some time. Even His Majesty has sent people to urge us. Are you sure we will keep our troops here for the next few days?" Luo Jue asked.

Shen Beiqi read all the information carefully and organized it.

"Do not move."

Shen Beiqi's answer was concise and firm.

"But how do we explain to His Majesty? He's pushing us so hard." Luo Jue looked worried.

"When a general is away from home, he may not obey orders from the king. It is the height of summer and the heat is unbearable. If we attack rashly, it will be tantamount to letting the soldiers die in vain."

There is some truth in what he said, and Luo Jue agreed with it.

If they were like Emperor Hongyang and did not treat these soldiers as human beings, it would really chill the hearts of the soldiers in the army.

Luo Jue said no more, turned around and walked out of the tent to the training ground to inspect the coach's training of the new recruits.

Shen Beiqi was the only one left in the tent.

He sat quietly for a while, and finally, he couldn't help but took out the letter again.

The handwriting on the envelope was like her smile, warm and kind.