The cannon fodder fake prince at the beginning, I won by hugging thighs

At the end of the tunnel, a young man about the same age as Kuilang was sitting at a desk.

The table was covered with small paper rolls. If you looked closely, you could see a large map of the grassland under the rolls.

Kuilang broke free from Lu Jiao's hand and strode towards the man.

"Brother Bi Yue!"

Bi Yue raised her head, her previously slightly frowned brows relaxed, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"I guess you guys will be here soon. It's been almost half a year since we last met in Huainan!"

"No!"

Kuilang rushed to Bi Yue and wanted to hug him, but when he thought of Lu Jiao's presence, he lightly punched Bi Yue's left shoulder.

Bi Yue patted Kuilang's shoulder and nodded to Lu Jiao: "You must be Lu Jiao, I have heard of your name for a long time."

"I'm afraid it's not a good name!" Lu Jiao bowed to him.

At the same time, he recalled the plot in his mind: After Tong Renjie's death, Yan Yuanhao sent a lot of people to the northwest. It seemed that the death of a key figure made him determined to go to the northwest in person.

Later, he suffered a lot of difficulties in the northwest and almost died several times before he regained his reputation in the army.

However, all the male members of the Tong family had died, and the last woman in the Tong family, the old wife of the Duke of Zhenguo who had been imprisoned in the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion, also died of grief after receiving the news of her son's death.

There is no Tong family in the world anymore, and what Yan Yuanhao established was nothing more than the prestige of the royal family in the northwest.

The emperor's plan was an open one, but Yan Yuanhao had no choice but to fall into it.

Regardless of whether Bi Yue in front of him is the key figure or not, Lu Jiao does not want Yan Yuanhao's men to suffer losses in the northwest.

She pointed to the map under the scroll and asked, "Can I see it?"

Bi Yue put all the paper rolls into the wooden box and made way for him: "Please."

Kuilang also followed Lu Jiao and looked at the map on the desk.

There was not much new information on it, and Lu Jiao finished reading it in just a few breaths.

She pointed to a mountain range in the lower left corner of the map and asked, "Have you sent anyone to search here?"

Bi Yue shook her head and said, "This mountain range is a sacred mountain for the tribesmen. It is always heavily guarded and no one is allowed to enter. I don't think it is possible for my uncle to enter."

Lu Jiao pointed to another grassland with abundant grass and water: "Here?"

"This place is close to the Zhenyuan Pass of Jiang State, and it is also on the outermost layer of the route that the young master gave us. We haven't checked here yet."

Lu Jiao nodded there: "I'll go look here first."

"Why?"

Lu Jiao pointed at the center of the route drawn by Yan Yuanhao: "Look, this tribe's grazing and migration route just passes through this place. I guess if you didn't find Uncle Tong nearby at first, it's probably because the time was wrong.

Except for the royal court or large tribes, other tribes were migrating on the grassland.

They may just stay there briefly before rushing to the next place.

I guess you may not be looking for it at the right time."

"You mean, my uncle might have been taken by a small tribe to migrate, so he has not been discovered?"

"Exactly."

Bi Yue frowned again, thinking about the possibility of this matter.

Lu Jiao did not disturb him. He sat down on a chair beside him and looked around.

Whispered to Kuilang Cricket: "There are so few people in this stronghold!"

Kuilang also looked around, but saw no one else except the dark tunnel.

"You know, with so many cattle and horses on the grassland, if they start running over our heads, will the tunnel collapse?"

Kuilang glared at Lu Jiao angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about! Can't you hope for something good?"

Lu Jiao curled her lips indifferently, thinking, isn't she just curious?

Bi Yue raised her head again, looking at Lu Jiao with burning eyes: "All the people I can use have been dispersed. If I didn't need to deal with the news sent back, I would go out to find people. This line is left to you and Kui Lang!"

This was what Lu Jiao had originally planned, so he readily agreed.

Kuilang still wanted to reminisce about the past with Bi Yue, but Lu Jiao was a little tired after traveling all night, so she asked Bi Yue to take her to a place to rest.

In comparison, the underground rooms in Dahe Village are considered upper houses, while this place looks more like a randomly dug earthen nest.

At the end of Lu Jiao's previous life, he slept in all kinds of places without complaining a word and just went to bed without taking off his clothes.

This surprised Bi Yue.

Village Chief Zhong did not know Lu Jiao's identity, but personal guards like Bi Yue who grew up with Yan Yuanhao knew Lu Jiao's identity.

Seeing that he didn't say a word, I couldn't help but admire Lu Jiao a little.

At the same time, I am also very curious about what kind of experience has shaped Lu Jiao's character.

Lu Jiao: Haha, you don’t know anything!

She slept until she woke up naturally, and checked the time in the system. It was just after 16 p.m.

He stretched and walked out of the cave.

There was no one in front of the desk, so she released her mental power to explore the underground structure.

In the entire tunnel, apart from Lu Jiao, only Kui Lang was sleeping soundly.

She didn't want to stay in such a secluded place underground, so she walked towards an exit.

Before walking out of the tunnel, Lu Jiao smelled a strong stench.

She had a bad feeling that the exit would not be opened in the cattle and sheep pen.

She stopped and probed out of the tunnel with her mental power, and sure enough, there was a group of sheep in front of her.

The people who dug the tunnel must have seen Tunnel Warfare, otherwise why would they build the exit in such an unexpected place.

Lu Jiao returned the same way she came. She didn't want to be stained by the smell of sheep dung at all.

In other words, she has a choice now, otherwise when the crisis really comes, she will have to hide even in a cesspool.

However, when Lu Jiao is alone, he will definitely not encounter this situation.

It depends on who is smart and blessed.

Far away in the capital, Chen Jiliang, the third son of Marquis Xuanwei, was drinking with Yan Yuanhao when his nose suddenly started to itch. He quickly turned his head and sneezed loudly.

"Brother Chen, are you greedy for coolness?"

Chen Jiliang didn't take it seriously and said, "Maybe my father is saying bad things about me to my mother again!

Don't say such meaningless things! Prince, do you really not care about my reputation in the capital?"

"Brother Chen is cheerful and straightforward. I have always admired him."

Yan Yuanhao secretly curled his lips in his heart. If it were in his previous life, he would definitely be extremely disgusted with Chen Jiliang, a noble son who was unruly and idle.

But he couldn't possibly defile himself too seriously, so he chose to associate with people who were just young and romantic.

Even if people talk about this period of time in the future, they will only summarize it as "If a man does not indulge in romance when young, he will live in vain."

Chen Jiliang didn't know that Yan Yuanhao secretly disliked him, and he only thought of Yan Yuanhao as his confidant.

"You are indeed a royal descendant whom His Majesty values! I am only two years older than you, yet you are so arrogant!

I am also a fool because I am not good at literature or martial arts, so I have to play with cats and dogs. Otherwise, would I take over the dowry shop in my mother's hands?"

Yan Yuanhao's eyes lit up. He was not very familiar with business affairs, and Lu Jiao had previously refused to take over his three shops.

If Chen Jiliang really has this ability, the two of them could start a business together.