Traveling through the starry sky just for you, I was a koi in ancient times

After a heavy rain, on the official road to the Shili Post Station in Xunyang City.

Fu Jiezhi led more than 10 riders and quickly rushed to the capital Shangjing. The time for distributing food and wages to the border troops stationed in the north was approaching, and they had to rush to the Ministry of War in Shangjing as soon as possible to escort the food and fodder back to the northern border city.

Behind the cavalry, several soldiers each brought a raw horse with only a bridle and no saddle.

If Wang Jinyi was standing on the roadside at that moment, he would definitely recognize at a glance that among the six horses without saddles, there was the crazy brown horse in the East Market.

Now the brown horse was at the end of the team, led by a lasso, and hurried along with the team.

The road was a bit muddy after the rain, but it had little impact on the war horses, and the few new horses that had just joined the team were able to keep up with the team.

Only the brown horse twisted its neck and kept swinging the lasso, showing extreme reluctance.

The soldiers pulling the horses shouted,

"Captain, my horse is going crazy again."

Hearing the sound, Fu Jiezhi immediately raised his whip in his right hand, turned around and shouted,

"The whole team stops, dismounts and rests."

All the horsemen dismounted, except for two who remained on their horses. They stood on both sides of the official road and formed sentry posts.

Some of the other soldiers fed water to the horses, while others pulled the horses off the official road. Fu Jiezhi rode the Mo Feng horse slowly, and came to the front of the brown horse.

The brown horse was still twisting its neck and swinging the lasso hard. Fu Jiezhi jumped off the horse, took the lasso of the brown horse, took out a half-fist-sized fruit from the sack at Mo Feng's side, spread it flat on his palm, and placed it in front of the brown horse.

Zhuoma and Fu Jiezhi, a man and a horse, faced each other, sizing each other up, judging each other's intentions, for a full cup of tea.

The brown horse stretched out its head and bit the fruit, shaking its head and snorting as it ate.

Fu Jiezhi slowly approached the brown horse and gently stroked the mane on its neck, soothing the horse's anxiety and slowly calming it down.

Fu Jiezhi untied the spare saddle pad that was rolled into a cylinder from Mo Feng's body, unfolded it and placed it on the back of the brown horse, then used the force to jump onto the horse's back.

The brown horse immediately raised its front hooves and neighed loudly. After its hooves landed on the ground, it walked a few steps in place.

The soldiers around him couldn't help but speak:

"Captain, I thought it was going to trample someone again."

A tiny girl appeared in front of Fu Jiezi, and he turned around and shouted:

"Mo Feng."

Mo Feng approached his master, rode side by side with the brown horse, and followed beside his master. Fu Jiezhi leaned over and stroked Mo Feng's raised head with his arm. This was the foal he had raised since childhood. Mo Feng was extremely loyal to his master, and no one could stop him except himself and his father.

It's strange, that little girl was able to make Mo Feng obedient the first time he met him, and Mo Feng ignored her even when she shouted at the top of her lungs.

I really don't understand how such a little girl can make a horse so obedient. It seems that the girl doesn't know how to train horses!

Fu Jiezhi's ears echoed, the girl said when she stopped the warhorse, she was a descendant of the Wang family, the former Minister of Rites. Humph! A descendant of the literati, Fu Jiezhi curled his lips in disdain.

Fu Jiezhi gently steered the brown horse and raised the whip.

"Everyone, get on your horses. Form your team."

Soon the cavalry adjusted their formation and lined up in two rows.

"Destination: Shangjing, set off at full speed!"

Mo Feng followed closely beside his master, while Fu Jiezhi rode on a large brown horse. The leader faced the wind, whipped the horse, and galloped under the increasingly intense sun. On the steaming official road, clouds of dust rose behind the horse team...

On the official road covered with smoke and dust, a team of more than 10 escorts, escorting 2 carts of supplies, passed through the smoke and dust from the direction of Shangjing and hurried towards Xunyang Prefecture City.

The carriage hurried, and in the evening, it arrived in Xunyang City before the city gate closed, and stayed in the Dongsheng Inn behind the shop "Zhengchanglong".

Night fell quietly. The window of the upper room on the second floor of Dongsheng Inn was open, and several men in black jumped in silently. Both people in the room were wearing dark round-necked robes. There was no communication between the two sides. They just looked at each other, and then took the Donggong jade token in the other's hand and went down from the second-floor window along the rope ladder.

Two men in black were left in the room. They quickly took off their night clothes. One of them put on the round-necked robe draped over the screen, sat down at the desk and began to read. The other one quickly took off the black face scarf, went into the inner room and lay down to rest.

The group of people jumped out of the window and, under the cover of darkness, quickly crossed the streets and alleys and came to the west wall of Wang's house.

At this time, several people appeared in the dark shadows under the surrounding walls. When they saw the people coming, they quickly began to install the folding wooden ladder. After assembling it, they helped the two people in robes and jumped into the backyard of the Wang family.

At this time, the Wang family's backyard was silent.

Ouyang Wenche stood silently in the corridor of the east wing in the night, waiting, waiting for fate to give him an answer.

Ever since he learned of his grandfather's death, Ouyang Wenche had already expected that someone would come and solve the mystery for him. But he never expected that someone would come so soon, and it was really someone from the Eastern Palace. No matter how he resisted in his heart, fate still stubbornly forced him to face it.

Maybe this is my destiny, Ouyang Wenche thought.

As soon as Feng Zijia announced that someone would come to the East Palace tonight, Ouyang Wenche felt indescribable in his heart. He felt sadness, anticipation, nervousness, and confusion. All kinds of emotions collided with each other, but there was always one voice that was extremely strong and defeated all the emotions.

There is a voice that repeatedly asks itself, who am I? Who am I?

When he saw the door to the second courtyard was wide open and dozens of people hurried in, Ouyang Wenche let out a breath and turned back to the house.

"Hold the lamp."

The room suddenly became unusually bright.

When the group arrived at the door, Yun Wu reported:

"Master, the people have arrived."

Two men in dark round-collared robes straightened their clothes in front of the door, and heard a voice from inside the house:

"Enter."

The two men made way for each other at the door and entered the house. When they looked up, they were both startled and spoke almost at the same time. The younger one blurted out:

"Xiao Yu, why are you here?"

When the middle-aged man saw him, he lifted his robe and bowed respectfully:

"Young Master, I am Wei Wuji, a servant of the Eastern Palace."

The tall young man, with a look of deep doubt, raised his hand and performed a scholar's salute, then went to support Wei Wuji who was already kneeling. However, Wei Wuji pushed the young man's hand away and solemnly performed the great ceremony between a monarch and his subject.

The standing young man glanced at "Xiao Yu" who was sitting silently, not understanding what was going on.

"Sir, please stand up and talk." Ouyang Wenche spoke.

The young man pointed at Ouyang Wenche:

"Who are you? What are you doing?"

Wei Wuji stood up, pressed the young man's hand, and said:

"Young Master, no one in the Li family knows about this whole thing, including the Crown Princess. This is your uncle, the eldest son of the Left Prime Minister, Li Yuanying."

Then he turned sideways to the young man and said:

"Yuanying, this is the other young master, Xiao Yu's twin brother."

Li Yuanying:

"What? Xiao Yu has a twin brother, how come we never knew about it? Wei Wuji, you have to explain it clearly."