The Marquise: I Earn My Own Worship

Ever since the Western Barbarians abducted Liu Huaian last time, they probably knew that the news could no longer be concealed, so they often sent several teams to harass the border.

Many soldiers and refugees guarding the border in Yumen were killed or injured. Liu Huaian had already sent the news back, but for some reason he had not received any message from His Majesty.

At that time, he was entrusted with an important task by His Majesty and resolutely transferred to Yumen.

In the eyes of those people, Yumen is located in a remote area and is on the border. If you are not careful, you will die for your country. As a Beijing official, this is no different from being demoted.

It turns out that Your Majesty had long known that there would be changes in the Western Yi, and sent me to watch early on. Your Majesty is really prepared for the future.

At this time, Liu Huaian did not forget to pat the Emperor of Chu in his heart.

Recently, the Western Barbarians have not only been disturbing the border, but have also been trying to break through the border and come in. Liu Huaian sent a message to General Feng at the nearest barracks, and sent several teams of troops to garrison.

"Okay, go down and wait a moment."

Liu Huaian stopped him and said, "Take the token and quickly go to General Feng and ask him to dispatch troops to support Yumen. I estimate that Yumen will be in chaos in a few days."

The subordinate was so scared that his eyes turned red. His parents, wife and children were all from Yumen. If Yumen was in chaos, what would they do?

"Yes, I will definitely arrive."

After the people left, Liu Huaian was still worried, so he disguised himself and left the house.

He turned left and right, looking for three different people to take something to the closing room.

When others saw that it was just some dry and flat naan, they were a little confused as to why they had to make such a special trip to get this.

"Well, I have a brother who works as a gatekeeper. This is the cake my mother made specially for him, and he likes it, so I sent him some."

Liu Huaian had a very dark face and wore patched clothes, looking like an ordinary man.

It seems that this family is quite tight on money. They didn't even think about giving money as a gift, but only gave such a thing.

"Alright, we're a small caravan, and you don't take up much space, so just give me two or one copper."

The boss of the caravan was a fat, middle-aged man. He originally wanted two copper coins, but seeing Liu Huaian's silly smile, he lowered the price to one penny.

Liu Huaian felt around his body and finally took out the copper coin from the soles of his feet.

Fortunately, he wiped it on himself before handing it over.

Fan Liang was a little disgusted, so he took it and wiped it.

"It's not far from closing time. It's still early. If we leave, we probably won't arrive until evening. Who should we give this to?"

Liu Huaian rubbed his hands awkwardly, "Sir, just give it to the guys guarding the gate and tell them to pass it on to someone called Erdan."

Erdan, what a dirty name!

"Okay, I see."

After Fan Liang finished speaking, someone came to him to bring something. He looked a little impatient, but still dealt with those people.

Liu Huaian retreated from the crowd and wandered around to the refugee area. He skillfully sneaked in from the backyard of the Fang family.

As soon as he landed, he turned around and saw Fang Youming holding a watering can and preparing to greet him.

"It's me. It's me."

Fang Youming slowly put down the ladle in his hand and asked indifferently, "I wonder why Magistrate Liu came in from our backyard at this hour?"

Liu Huaian flicked the dust off his body, looked at Fang Youming who was a little wary of him, and smiled.

"It's okay, I'm here to see your grandfather, it's none of your business, go play somewhere else."

But Liu Huaian could hear the tone of Fang Youming Yin and Yang, so he walked past him with a swagger.

Fang Youming was speechless. He had come into contact with this county magistrate several times, and this man was a little out of touch.

There were female relatives at home, so Fang Youming put down what he was holding and hurried to follow them.

"Fang Youhuai, go get some water. I have something to do."

Fang Youhuai was washing dishes for his sixth uncle when he looked up with a puzzled look on his face.

"Oh, okay, I'll go later."

Liu Huaian noticed Fang Youming following him, and turned around to look him up and down.

"What are you following?"

Being looked at like this, Fang Youming couldn't help but straighten his chest.

"Can't you follow?"

Liu Huaian thought about it carefully and it seemed nothing. He glanced at him and turned away. He took three or two steps forward and knocked on the door.

"it's me."

Liu Huaian said something, and the door inside was opened.

It’s Mr. Fang.

"come in."

After Liu Huaian went in, Fang Youming, who was following closely behind, also wanted to go in, but was stopped by Old Man Fang.

"Grandfather, as the eldest grandson of the Fang family, I think I should know some things instead of being kept in the dark. Grandfather, I want to share the responsibility with you."

Fang Youming looked at Old Man Fang with a determined look. He had always known that his grandfather was hiding something from them. After Magistrate Liu met him, the two of them would talk about something in the room from time to time.

He didn't want to be a person who knew nothing. At least he knew what was going on and could plan ahead.

"Grandfather, your grandson has grown up."

After a few moments of stalemate, Mr. Fang put down his hand and turned sideways.

"go in."

Fang Youming's face lit up with joy and he went in. Old Master Fang closed the door, and there were only three of them in the room.

"The channel on my side is blocked, and the message can't be sent back. Maybe you can find a way to send the message back."

Old Master Fang shook his head solemnly. The contact person on his side hadn't come for a long time. He didn't know if he was delayed on the way or something happened.

“People from my side haven’t shown up in a long time.”

This is a problem, and Liu Huaian felt a little depressed.

"When was the last time you made contact?"

"Before the eleventh day."

Old Master Fang counted the days and found that the person who was supposed to show up every seven days had missed the appointment for four days.

Even if he appears again later, he can no longer be trusted.

The two looked at each other in silence, and Fang Youming was confused as he listened.

Especially what Grandfather said, "Who is that? Grandfather is actually still in contact with people outside?!"

This news shocked him, but seeing how serious their expressions were, he didn't ask.

"No one who comes to contact you can be trusted now. Lord Liu, please be careful."

Old Master Fang gave some worried instructions, saying that the magistrate was too young and he was always a little worried.

However, after a few contacts, he could see that County Magistrate Liu had a plan in mind.

"I know, but now it's still a problem how to spread the news about Yumen."

Liu Huaian was extremely solemn. He had very few people on his side, and he didn't know who was the spy from the Western Yi, so he couldn't trust anyone.

Even if we send someone back on horseback to deliver the letter, there is no one we can trust.

At this time, Mr. Fang and County Magistrate Liu both set their eyes on Fang Youming.