Chen Jialuo had lived on Tianshan for many years, so he knew how important the Koran was to the returning troops. Now that it was lost, it was no small matter. However, he did not expect that Miss Cheng would be willing to take the risk of stealing the Koran in exchange for saving him.
"Miss Huo, the scriptures were lost when we were escaping from the General's residence. This is all Jialuo's fault. Please forgive me." He bowed politely with a sincere attitude.
"What? Lost?!" Hoaí was anxious when he heard that. The scriptures were the sacred objects of the returning troops! "We agreed that we would contact the Safflower Society and be in charge of receiving them. We would use the Koran to exchange for them. Now that it's lost, where are we going to find it?"
Huo Qingtong was much calmer than Hoaí. She looked at everyone and said, "Of course it's more important to save them. We didn't agree to help just because of the Koran. It's just that we came here for the scriptures and the hope of our people … "She paused and looked at Cheng Yuanyuan." Jianing, do you remember where it was lost? We'll look for it again. "
"Yes, yes, we'll look for it again. It's not a big deal." Li Yuanzhi tried to smooth things over.
Hoaí was a rough man. He angrily put his hands on his hips and said, "The Siu Hui has already been alerted. It won't be easy to look for it again!" He had already said that they would help others, but they had to find the scriptures themselves. Great!
Seeing that the Huo siblings were worried about the scriptures, the members of the Safflower Society responded and were determined to help them find the scriptures. Chen Jialuo also had the same idea. He did not want to make things difficult for Cheng Yuanyuan, but he also wanted to repay the kindness of the returning troops. Whether it was for public or private reasons, he should bear the responsibility of finding the scriptures. "Miss Huo, if you trust me, leave the task of finding out the whereabouts of the scriptures to me."
Cheng Yuanyuan suddenly raised her head and glared at Hoaí. "What are you yelling for? I didn't say that I couldn't find it!" She didn't say anything just now because she was thinking about how to say it without arousing suspicion. With so many pairs of eyes watching, it was possible that someone was waiting to catch the slip in her words. At this moment, Chen Jialuo wanted to take charge of everything. Although he could earn some favor from Huo Qingtong, Koran was hiding in Zalantai's saddle. It would be strange if he could find him. What was the point of pretending to be a big shot? Moreover, she was also worried that Zalantai wouldn't know what was good for him and would treat the holy book as trash and burn it.
As soon as she spoke, everyone looked over. Cheng Yuanyuan glanced at them and raised her eyebrows. "It's not good for too many people to know about such an important clue. I'll only tell Bronze Sister!"
On the towering sand dune, Cheng Yuanyuan whispered in Huo Qingtong's ear. When Huo Qingtong finished listening, her furrowed brows couldn't help but relax. There was joy and gratitude in her faint smile. "Really? Okay, don't worry. "
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After finding out the whereabouts of the holy book, Huo Qingtong immediately left with her people. Li Yuanzhi had to part ways with Cheng Yuanyuan because of the differences between Jianghu and the government. However, they agreed to meet at Lake Tai.
Although the people of the Safflower Society were very curious about what Cheng Yuanyuan said to Huo Qingtong, no matter how they asked, she insisted that she couldn't reveal the secret. After they restocked their horses and rations in Fenghe Town, they hurried all the way and arrived at one of the Safflower Society's branches in the northwest before nightfall.
Under the curtain of night, the evening wind blew past, making Cheng Yuanyuan, who was a little dispirited, sober up a little. The long table in front of her was full of wine jugs. Bowls of wine were being poured down like water. The food was only Hu pancakes and large pieces of beef and mutton. It didn't look delicate or reserved. She poked at the meat in the bowl with her chopsticks, but she didn't have the appetite to eat. Especially since she was the only woman in this group of men, she felt like she didn't fit in with Gege.
Chen Jialuo, who was talking and laughing with the people of the Safflower Society, occasionally paid attention to Cheng Yuanyuan beside him. Seeing her tired expression, he couldn't help but ask softly, "Miss Cheng, you've been on the road for a whole day. Are you tired?"
Cheng Yuanyuan supported her chin and looked at him. She pouted and said, "I'm a little tired. The food didn't taste good. I'll be fine after I wake up."
In Chen Jialuo's eyes, her words and actions made her look like a spoiled little girl asking for comfort. She looked very cute. Just as he was about to speak, Inkstone put his hand between the two of them with a wine cup in his hand. He leaned forward and said with a smile, "Young master, did you tell Sister Cheng that you were carelessly caught because you went back to save her? Let her toast you ~"
"Inkstone." Chen Jialuo put on a stern face and stopped him from messing around.
Hunchback Zhang laughed loudly, "I think Inkstone is right."
Wei Chunhua said, "Young master is the hero who saves the beauty, and Miss Cheng helps young master escape. This can be considered a story of the jianghu."
Dustless, Zhao Banshan, and the others all nodded in agreement. Cheng Yuanyuan looked at the strange smiles on everyone's faces at the table and felt like something was wrong. However, she was currently feeling melancholy because Chen Jialuo and Huo Qingtong didn't have any feelings for each other. She could only blame Inkstone for being a busybody and making fun of her when she didn't want to do it. Just as she was about to scold him, Xu Tianhong, who had been silent the entire time, suddenly opened his mouth.
"This time, it's all thanks to Miss Cheng for being the mole. We should be grateful. I just don't know why Miss Cheng is at the General's Mansion." Previously, he had asked Huo Qingtong and Li Yuanzhi about the details, but they had kept Cheng Yuanyuan's identity a secret, so he couldn't help but have some doubts.
Cheng Yuanyuan was very unhappy with Xu Tianhong, who was smart. If everyone was like him and always asked questions with caution and suspicion, she might not be able to do anything someday! She looked to her side for help and looked like she was wronged. Chen Jialuo couldn't bear to see her like this. "Seventh Brother, you don't have to ask. Miss Cheng has already told me the reason, but it's not convenient for me to tell you. Please forgive me."
Xu Tianhong's eyes turned between the two of them, and his expression softened. "Since Young Master has already asked, please forgive me for asking too much."
In Cheng Yuanyuan's opinion, although Xu Tianhong said so, he didn't completely dispel his doubts about her. Although Chen Jialuo also had doubts about her, he was obviously different from Xu Tianhong. Chen Jialuo lived in Tianshan. He was simple and casual and treated people with sincerity. As long as the explanation was reasonable, he was more willing to believe and think positively of people. However, Xu Tianhong was in Jianghu and was used to being vigilant against people. Although he wouldn't judge people with evil intentions, it was not easy to make him believe. She made up the identity of 'Lu Feiqing', but there was no strong evidence. Zhao Banshan recognized Hibiscus Jinzhen, but other people might not take Wudang's famous people seriously.
She was already guilty. If Xu Tianhong continued to doubt her, Cheng Yuanyuan was worried that something would go wrong. Therefore, she decided to hug Chen Jialuo's thigh tightly while thinking of ways to gain others' trust. In this matter, although Xu Tianhong was not wrong to be cautious, she would definitely remember this and make him pay back sooner or later! Thinking of this, she politely raised her wine bowl and said to Xu Tianhong with a smile, "In Jianghu, Seventh Master is always right to be careful. It's just that it's not convenient to reveal the secret. Jianing apologizes to everyone here."
She raised her wine cup, but before the wine touched her lips, Chen Jialuo took it away and said, "This wine is too strong." Then he turned to the crowd and said, "Miss Cheng's wine, Jialuo will drink it on her behalf." Finished speaking, he drained the cup in one gulp.
In this way, the people sitting in the hall clearly understood that this Miss Cheng had been approved by the Young Master and was under his protection. Although Xu Tianhong still had doubts in his heart, it was not convenient for him to test out his doubts. He could only slowly observe in secret …
…
After two days of riding fast, it was noon. Zhang Zhaozhong ordered people to dismount and rest.
He leaned against a tree and sat for a while with his eyes closed. The people below brought water bags and food. Looking at the dried meat, Hu biscuits, and several exquisite snacks in front of him, Zhang Zhaozhong frowned. Although the Valiant Cavalry Battalion followed the Emperor, they were also people who practiced martial arts and joined the army. When did they become so delicate?
He shouted and asked, "Who told you to prepare these things?"
The soldier who brought the food didn't know why His Excellency was angry, but he was afraid of his temper and hurriedly knelt on the ground, "Sir, this, this is in your … your bag."
Zhang Zhaozhong was suddenly stunned and suddenly remembered that before leaving, Jianing Gege's maidservant had sent a bag. He didn't see what it was and gave it to his subordinate because he thought it was a hindrance … He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He waved his hand expressionlessly and said, "You can leave."
"Sir …" The soldier didn't know what his Excellency was thinking and was worried about being investigated, so he immediately returned the rest of the things to the owner, "You still have something."
Zhang Zhaozhong looked at the stack of banknotes and a handkerchief in the soldier's hand with a strange expression. He really couldn't understand what Jianing Gege meant. Was it concern? Or was it a bribe? After thinking for a while, he awkwardly cleared his throat and had to put away the banknotes and handkerchief.
At this time, the sound of horses being beaten came from afar. After a moment of silence, he saw that it was the Valiant Cavalry Battalion imperial bodyguard who delivered the news along the way.
"Sir, Wen Tai Lai and his wife are hiding in Iron Gut Village ten li away."
'Iron Gut Manor …' When Zhang Zhaozhong heard that the manor master, Zhou Zhongying, was a famous person in the northwestern martial arts world, he thought about it for a moment before he ordered, "Get on the horse and go to Iron Gut Manor!"
…
The road in the northwest was not easy to travel. There were often carts and horses on the main road. The sun was setting in the west and rolling yellow sand. A group of horses galloped in the direction of Xining, facing the countless Gobi sand dunes in front of them.
Smoke rose in the desert, the sun set in the long river. Looking at the vast and boundless desert grassland, a noble youth in embroidered riding clothes pulled on the reins and raised his arm to wipe the sweat on his head. He gasped and asked, "How long until we reach Xining City?"
The attendant beside him urged his horse forward and replied, "Young master, we'll arrive tomorrow."
Hearing this, the noble youth's face showed a proud and arrogant expression, thinking: Good, tomorrow it will be, Jianing Wu Ya, let's see if you can still escape from my palm!
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