Lonely non-good minister

"Crossed the line of defense? Will you come here?" Song Yuan was very concerned, she still remembered Wei Yan's words, and subconsciously guessed who let it in.

Song Fu motioned her to sit down and talk: "It's hard to say, the route of these people is unpredictable, there will be spies following them to drive them away, according to the news from the spies, if you continue walking, you may encounter them, from here to the city There is still an hour or two to go, there are too many gaps, if we encounter reinforcements, it will not be in time."

Came here on your own?
Song Yuan thought it was unlikely, and she was not an important person, so what to do with her?What, the other party lacks someone who can farm?

"It's so far away?" Song Yuan wanted to ask why the garrison and the city were so far away, but looking at Song Fu's appearance, he didn't seem willing to answer her.

"They won't stay for too long, wait for the spies to send back the news that they are gone, and then you can continue to leave." Song Fu's expression was very flat, and he had no intention of getting closer to Song Yuan at all.

He continued to read, and Song Yuan swallowed the words wisely. When Concubine Wenhui was in funeral, she could tell that Fifth Brother didn't want to talk to him. She just sat aside and would come in from time to time. The lieutenant general discussed things with Song Fu, Song Yuan didn't listen or didn't listen, he wanted to cover his ears.

Sitting bored for two hours, Song Yuan felt that he had spent all his life in a daze, and Song Fu finally spoke: "Is the spy back?"

Hearing the tone, he was also impatient.

The people outside immediately came in: "Return to the master, not yet."

"Then let's eat first." Song Fu looked over and said, "Bring the food in."

The meals in the army are not as good as those eaten at Song Qian's place, a few steamed buns, a plate of greasy meat, a bowl of radish stewed cabbage, and two bowls of noodles.

Song Fu ate half a bowl of noodles with his head down, and then asked, "You don't have to go through the city in front of you to go to the post, so what's the matter if you go around?"

"Yes, since I came to the northwest, I thought I should visit Brother Wu and my sister-in-law. I had a lot of things to do in Zhongshan last time, so I didn't have time to talk."

Only then did Song Fu twitch the corners of his mouth: "You have a heart, but you don't have to deliberately go around like this. After you take office, there will be more opportunities to socialize. If you leave like this, if you meet someone who doesn't understand what's going on and wants to talk to you It's convenient, do you agree?"

"This..." Song Yuan laughed twice, thinking that his guess was really accurate, didn't Sixth Brother just want to find her for convenience?
After Song Fu finished eating the noodles, he took a steamed bun, broke it open, and sandwiched the meat in the steamed bun: "We are all brothers, you come to visit out of etiquette and favor, but there will always be someone who wants to take advantage of you, so, I I don’t recommend you to visit along the way, and if you try your best now, it’s not likely that others will sell you some face.”

"Well, I wrote down what Fifth Brother said." Song Yuan put down his chopsticks: "However, having said that, I still have to put down the things I brought specially for my sister-in-law and children. I was thinking about my sister-in-law and nephews, so I specially prepared them for me to bring."

Xiao Shen is a gentle and kind person, and she is on good terms with Concubine Wenhui. When she is mentioned, Song Fu's expression becomes a little more pleasant: "Thank you, Madam Shen, I am thinking about it. It was specially prepared by her, so I will not refuse. Thank you on behalf of your sister-in-law and nephews, and I will send someone back later."

"Fifth Brother, you're being polite." Song Yuan heaved a sigh of relief.

Just after eating, the spies came back, and those people had already been expelled.

Song Yuan got up immediately: "Since that's the case, I won't stay any longer, thank you Fifth Brother, if there is a chance some other day, you and my brother can talk in detail."

"Well, let's go." Song Fu sent her out of the tent, Wei Yan also handed over everything to the soldiers, packed up the carriage, got on the horse and followed.

"Your Highness, are you still going to the city?"

Song Yuan turned his head and asked, "Can we still find a place to stay before dark?"

"Yes, there is a small town in front of you, and it closes at sunset, so you can get there sooner." Wei Yan is very familiar with the situation in the northwest, and after speaking, he glanced at the carriage pulling things: "I'm afraid there is nothing to do with the rest of the things." I visited them one by one to deliver them, and it will be fine to order someone to deliver them tomorrow, what do you think, Your Highness?"

Song Yuan was a little dizzy from the sun, and pulled up the hat on the cloak: "Well, you are familiar with the situation, you can arrange it."

They speeded up their journey and drove under the sun. Song Yuan was tired from walking before he finally saw the small town Wei Yan mentioned. The sun was about to set, so they hurried into the city. The soldiers guarding the city verified their identities and arranged for them to arrive. Stay in the post house.

After dark, it was finally cooler. The people in the post house were considerate and came to ask what they wanted to eat, and arranged for the kitchen to cook it. Song Yuan hurriedly asked: "Is there any japonica rice? If there is japonica rice, steam two bowls and fry two or three dishes Come."

"My lord, you are joking. How can there be such a good thing in the post house? There are stir-fried vegetables, and they can be eaten with noodle soup."

Song Yuan sighed: "Then make two steamed buns."

Wei Yan took out the quilt from the closet, shook it vigorously, and the dust flew out, choking himself first, so he could only take the quilt and go outside to collect ashes, and stood at the door and said to Song Yuan: "Your Highness, don't Urgent, when you take office, just ask someone to send you round-grained rice, and if you’re not used to pasta, don’t eat it, it’s not a big deal.”

"Then I'll be scolded to death. I'm wasting time and money just to have a bite of food." Song Yuan took off his shoes, stretched his sore feet, looked left and right and didn't see the tub: "Do you have to go outside to wash your feet?"

Wei Yan hurriedly said: "Your Highness, wait a moment, I'll go and see if there is a well."

He spread the quilt, but he couldn't find the wooden basin after turning around, so he had to look outside. Song Yuan waited for a long time before he came in with a small bucket of water: "There is a shortage of water in the northwest, this water should be used sparingly. I will rely on this water for washing tonight and tomorrow morning."

"Yeah." Song Yuan also knew something about the situation in the northwest, so he found a cup and went outside to wash up.

After washing up, she came back and lay down. She was really tired after traveling for the past few days. Wei Yan went out to check the carriage parked in the yard, and asked people to move all the things in the carriage into the room where the guards slept. , looked around again, and he came back after confirming that it was correct. Song Yuan was already fast asleep.

Wei Yan checked whether the quilt was covered properly for her, and then lay down to rest. The room next door snored one after another, and everyone fell asleep. This night, she slept very peacefully. At dawn, Song Yuan was full of energy, and she While washing in the corridor, Wei Yan had already arranged for the guards to carry everything out and put them back into the carriage.

"My lord." The yamen servant of the post house came over with a smile: "I know that my lord is not used to the pasta in the Northwest, and I want to eat japonica rice, so I went to buy some specially, prepared breakfast for my lord, and asked my lord to show me my face."

Song Yuan smiled: "I have a heart, but the japonica rice is precious and it is not easy to get. I really dare not accept your troubles."