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"Food escort..." Wei Chenrui concentrated for a moment, then asked, "What happened?"

She guessed right, obviously well-informed and quick-witted, Fu Xiru also saved the effort of explaining, nodded, and replied: "It's raining heavily on the road, I'm afraid it won't pass in time, someone needs to go and take a look."

He left quickly and neatly. It was obvious that Shang Shusheng had already made arrangements, and the princess nodded without asking any further questions: "Xiao Lang, I will take care of you for you. There is no need to say anything else. You can go."

After all, she was from the Wei family, and she will never forget it. Uighur crimes are a serious matter, and other things can be put aside as much as possible, and there is no need to rush to bring them up.

That's what Fu Xiru meant when he came back on purpose. Seeing the princess understood, he didn't waste any more words.

He is on a business trip this time, and he has a limited number of people with him. Most of them are people from Shangshu Province. It is so convenient. He only needs to bring a few family members who take care of food, clothing, housing and transportation. He hurried all the way and caught up in a few days. The convoy escorting grain and grass.

The rain just stopped.

This place is at the junction of the two states, so the governors of the two labor states came to show their condolences. Fu Xiru happened to inspect the grain and grass, opened a warehouse to exchange wet grain, and continued on the way. After all, it was delayed for a few days.But this is already a quick solution, and there is no rush to get back on the road.

With senior officials from Shangshu Province in charge, the matter of transporting grain was much easier. Fu Xiru received several letters from Beijing while he was still on the road.There are letters from the princess and Fu Xixing's family, and there are also letters from the ministers, and then there is a letter from Wei Liao who is transferred.

He may have fallen in love with this kind of game where words don't express what he wants, and he wrote about his experiences along the way, and the last letter happened to be written about Yun Heng's meeting and Du Yu.

Wei Liao didn't mention military and national affairs, so he said a few words about Yuntai county magistrate: She was actually pregnant, and it seemed that Yun Heng also doted on her.

Although the two are not married, but the county lord is noble, young and beautiful, and it seems reasonable that he is favored. Since Yun Heng wants Bo Weiliao to trust him, he will naturally not neglect the county lord.

Although Wei Liao was young, his seniority was high. The county lord and Wei Chenrui belonged to the same generation, so they both called him "uncle emperor". It was unbelievable to mention this in the letter.

In fact, Fu Xiru and he are also from the same generation, the clan has too many people, so he is really from the grandfather generation, but Wei Liao obviously didn't mean that, so Fu Xiru smiled secretly and didn't say much. What.

After reading it, Wei Liao mentioned the word "reply" at the end, and Fu Xiru suddenly realized that he had never written a reply to Wei Liao, nor even thought about replying.

He really doesn't know what to write, he has nothing to say from his heart, let alone what he has seen and heard, if he says "I'm already on my way to see you", it seems that it is not in line with his nature and does not adapt to the current situation .

When I picked up the pen, I hesitated so much that I couldn't write a word for a long time.

He wrote extremely beautiful handwriting. In the early years, because his mother liked it, he learned the style of Mrs. Wei. Later, he became more cautious when he became an official. Writing letters is much more elegant and elegant, which is one of the reasons why the young man's talent is revealed.

With such a single stroke, I first wrote the weather this autumn, the night rain in Chang’an, and then I wrote the hibiscus flowers in the yard, the withered lotus leaves in the pond, and the full moon hanging on the eaves. The lamp caught fire.

The most frightening thing is not that the paper is short and the love is long, but that a piece of lovesickness cannot be sent.

People can write letters because there are some things that cannot be said face to face, perhaps because the north and the south are separated, or because they are destined not to speak.

Fu Xiru has written several times, and gradually learned how to understate the insincere words, write a letter, think carefully, and still write casually at the end.

"When I came, the flowers on Moshang were withering."

There is nothing left.

When this letter was written, it was almost time to arrive at the camp where Wei Liao was stationed, and there was no need to send it out, so he stuffed it into his clothes and placed it on his chest.

In fact, Fu Xiru breathed a sigh of relief if he didn't send it out, and called someone to report it early, and handed it over as early as possible before the sky darkened.

Although this trip may not be without his selfish intentions, the delivery of the food and grass is not finished, it must be delivered to the warehouse first, the camp relies on strict military discipline, since Wei Liao wants to use Ge Shuyu, he will listen to him on these matters Yes, it is neat and tidy, solemn and quiet.Seeing it, Fu Xiru felt relieved.

When Wei Liao got the news, he sent someone to summon him. Fu Xiru did almost everything, and he resigned from several generals to meet him in the tent of the Chinese army.

There are still some differences between personal conquests and ordinary marches.After all, it is impossible for Wei Liao to be like a big soldier, but he should suffer a lot.The diet is rough, the climate is dry, the weather is getting colder, and the supply of seasonal vegetables is gradually decreasing.When Fu Xiru was here, he was the governor, so he had to eat mutton, not to mention that Wei Liao was at war now.

Before Fu Xiru came, Wei Liaoxiao won a battle, and finally fought hand to hand with the Uighurs.Ge Shuyu was very nervous, fearing that His Majesty would be in danger, but Wei Liao got the chance and couldn't wait to test his sense of command.

He has a large number of soldiers here, so he is naturally brave in killing the enemy. The imperial army is surrounded by the emperor, and even those who have not been on the battlefield are brave enough to fight for the first place.

Wei Liao thought about writing this battle into the letter, but it seemed that he was not steady enough. It was rare for him to be able to hold his breath and maintain the same attitude as Fu Xiru's reticence. It all depends on tacit communication. It is not easy to find this balance. Right now Naturally, I don't want to break it easily.Secondly, he had already written several letters, but Fu Xiru hadn't replied to any of them, so his enthusiasm was inevitably hit and he couldn't continue.

What's more, if he writes it in, he will inevitably be complacent, doesn't he seem too naive?The war is not so simple. Most of the reasons for his victory are not on himself. Although he still can't help being happy and celebrating his victory by killing sheep and cattle, he still knows it in his heart.

If Fu Xiru regards him as a foolish child because of this, how can he be turned around?

After much deliberation, just forget it.

He could more or less guess what Fu Xiru meant by not replying to the letter.

The distinction between monarch and minister has been fixed, and it has been a long time since I have spoken the truth, let alone words of love. It is certainly not easy to pick it up again, and I may not be willing.

What he wanted to say has already been heard, so Fu Xiru doesn't have to worry too much about whether he wants to say it or not. After all, if he doesn't say it, there is nothing between them.

Wei Liao thought clearly, facing the high sky and cloudless autumn in northern Saibei, he unexpectedly had a rare open mind.He has only lived in the palace for many years, and the farthest place he has been to is the Lishan Palace. Although he is sitting on the world, he is actually sitting in a sad city. He really wants to see the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains under his rule. Life is hard.

A hundred generations of emperors, it is better to be.

When you don’t come out, you don’t feel so cramped, but when you get to the frontier where the sky is wide and the land is wide, when the mighty wind blows, the endless barracks and the endless golden grassland in the distance, you have to sigh, the world inside the palace wall is really too big. narrow.

If people have not really seen it, they may not even know what the world is.Just say how many miles of territory, but it is not alive after all.The so-called is the king's land under the whole world, and the king's ministers on the shore of the land, just listening to this sentence, it is naturally different from the feeling of truly controlling the world, and it is even more difficult to really know how many people this is and how big this place is .Wei Liao knew how powerful this power was, but it was only after he left Beijing that he really understood what he should look at.

That's all that the late emperor left him.

Born in the royal family, he thought that he was familiar with and used to the feeling of being in charge of the world, but he didn't expect that he didn't know how heavy it was.It is always difficult for people in high positions to understand the feelings of inferior people. People who are rich and powerful do not know hunger and hunger. Although it is natural, when they find out that there are such things in the world, they will inevitably feel heavy.

Wei Liao has long been used to the people around him wanting something from him, they are all for his power, and he is using this to control these people, he is a huge whirlpool, everyone can't help themselves, However, outside of this vortex, there are still many people who have expectations of him.

The soldiers look forward to his great victory, and the people look forward to his benevolence. Although they also have their own wishes, this is undoubtedly more sincere.

This kind of epiphany cannot be told to others. Although Wei Liao feels uncomfortable, he also knows that no one will be happy for his feelings, but everyone will be flattered. What he wants is not to win people's hearts.

He wanted to talk to Fu Xiru, but he received a memorial from the capital, saying that it was raining heavily, blocking the way to transport the military rations. There was no other way.

...It seems that the person who can make him spit out is coming.

Wei Liao didn't know that his mood was very similar to that of a child who had just written a proud article and was eager to show it to the teacher. However, when the news came from Yuanmen that Fu Xiru had arrived, it was inevitable that he would show some pure joy and ask people to announce it.

All he listened to was Ge Shuyu's military discipline. Ge Shuyu had means and made a show of showing off. Everywhere was orderly and orderly. It was very quiet outside, and even footsteps could be heard clearly in the tent.Wei Liao was so bored in reviewing memorials, he put down his pen and rubbed his sore wrist, when a notification sounded outside, Fu Xiru begged to see him.

He stood up and took a deep breath: "Come in."

Is this a reunion after a long absence, or is it deliberate?Wei Liao guessed that Fu Xiru didn't have to deal with the matter of food and grass in person, but he couldn't say for sure how much of it was to see him.

He really wanted to say a lot to Fu Xiru, but in the end he suppressed the untimely joy, and just met Fu Xiru who bowed his head and entered the account with a calm expression.

As soon as the two met, Fu Xiru was taken aback for a moment, then he naturally bowed down and bowed down. Wei Liao was also distracted, and instinctively grabbed his arm: "Excuse me."

When the two touched each other unexpectedly, their movements were slow.Wei Liao didn't remember exactly how long he had been away, but felt that it was a long time. Once he grabbed Fu Xiru, he didn't want to let go. Fortunately, there was no third person in the tent, and he was not afraid of being sticky, so he let go of his hand slowly. : "You've worked hard all the way here, let's forget about these vain gifts."

Pointing casually: "Sit."

Obviously something to ask.

Fu Xiru sat down as promised, but was actually very silent, but both of them were full of thoughts, but they didn't notice each other's abnormality.

Wei Liao turned around and sat down, and casually pushed away the memorials on the desk, picked up the jute paper, and immediately saw the rice paper underneath.It was a letter he was writing.Now that the person receiving the letter is right in front of him, thinking of his thoughts when he wrote the letter, he inevitably felt a little ashamed, rubbed it with his hands, and threw it into the corner, as if nothing had happened: "How is Beijing?"

I don't think there is anything unusual in Fu Xiru's expression.

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Fu Xiru's inner thoughts: Really... children grow up fast.

Wei Liao: I can't collapse, I'm already an adult.