Born short-lived

When Zhou Ziran received the news from Yuan Li, it was already five days later, and their boats had already gone to sea.

There were not many rumors from the imperial court, and Zhou Zirong couldn't know that in detail, but from the simple sentence "Zhang Lunian wrongly reported that the prince was demoted to Kunzhou", he could feel some thoughtfulness and fear.

He thought, Zhang Lunian was not alone, so it was impossible for this matter to end like this.

It's a pity that he is now floating on the sea, not going to the village or the store, even if he wants to help, he has more than enough energy.

Zhou Zirong rubbed the center of his brows, his calculations crackling in his heart: "Ah Chi!"

Luo Chi outside the cabin heard him calling him, and hurried over and knocked on the door: "What's wrong?"

Zhou Zirong said in a deep voice, "Come in."

Luo Chi didn't think too much, he dragged the door open, and stepped in: "General, you..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Zirong put his index finger to his lips and made a silent gesture, Luo Chi immediately swallowed the words back.

Zhou Zirong pointed to the door and motioned him to close the door.

Luo Chi glanced at him inexplicably, closed the door suspiciously, then turned around and asked him in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

Zhou Zirong called him closer, clicked on the secret letter from Yuan Li on the table, and asked, "Apart from this, did Yuan Li send anything else?"

Luo Chi frowned, and said with a puzzled face: "It's gone, the spirit bird sent the letter, if there is, it's impossible to miss it."

Zhou Zirong's expression darkened, and he thought so too.

Seeing his expression, Luo Chi remembered that he had asked him to send Yuan Li to Huajing before, so he knew that the capital might have changed.Zhou Zirong has never been interested in the affairs of the court in the capital. In the officialdom, he has always been wise and safe. If there is something that makes him so anxious, there are only two possibilities, one is the military order, and the other is the prince's business.

Now there is no war in the four realms, and the search for the remnants of the Black Flag is not under his control. With Luo Geng sitting in the East China Sea, there is really nothing to worry about.

There is only one possibility.

Luo Chi asked cautiously: "General, is Your Highness doing something?"

Zhou Zirong didn't answer his words, and was silent for a while, before suddenly asking, "When was this letter issued?"

Luo Chi paused, made some calculations, and said, "About four or five days ago."

Zhou Zirong closed his eyes, and frowned as if he had a headache.

I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up.

Zhou Zirong was bored for a while, then suddenly opened his eyes and copied a piece of letter paper from the table, swished a pen and wrote it, and said to Luo Chi while writing, "Later, you pass this back to the capital, if you want it Transfer Yuan Li to the prince as soon as possible, the sooner the better."

Zhou Zirong wrote like flying, as if he was recovering the time he had neglected.He almost felt his hand holding the pen tremble a few times uncontrollably, allowing him to press it silently.

He quickly sealed the letter and handed it to Luo Chi: "Hurry up, right now."

If you are slow, you may not be able to get it back.

After he hurriedly drove Luo Chi out, and walked back and forth in the room for a few times, the irritation in his heart slowly calmed down again.He thought about Dong Sheng, and then began to wonder if he was worrying too much.

Maybe it's not as serious as he thought?

Moreover, Dong Sheng is no longer a child, and he ran over in Silan all by himself without any risk.

Zhou Zirong kept comforting himself, but unfortunately it was not very useful, the heart hanging in his chest just couldn't let it go, he couldn't help but go through all the worst situations like flipping through a book.For a moment, he thought, when did he become so grumpy?

He was sitting in the cabin thousands of miles away like an old woman, wishing to worry about all the things that Dong Sheng could not care about, and then hating himself for being powerless, wishing that the letter he just sent would be answered immediately.

He remembered that Dong Sheng would sometimes call him Aunt Zhou in jokes.

Tsk, I was right.

Just as he was still thinking about Huajing, the boat suddenly trembled violently, pulling him out of his mind mercilessly.

Someone shouted on the deck, it should be his centurion.There was a lot of noise outside, and Zhou Zirong sensitively proposed two key words from the din of people-sea bandits.

Zhou Zirong cursed secretly, and said in his heart that good luck never comes singly, and that misfortune never comes singly, and when people are not going well, all kinds of bad luck will catch up with them.

These pirates really know how to pick their time, and they don't see them dare to move Hua Xu's boat casually on weekdays.

Zhou Zirong's heart tightened.

He pushed the door open quickly and went out, grabbing a little soldier who was about to rush towards the bow with a white crystal psychic bow: "Bring me the bronze telescopic mirror."

The little soldier didn't dare to delay, and ran to the scout like spinning on his feet, and asked for a bronze telescopic mirror.

There were a few black spots moving towards them in the northeast direction. Zhou Zirong picked up the bronze telescope and looked in that direction. After zooming in a bit, he saw the flag on the pirate ship.

He really will never forget the totem on that flag for the rest of his life.

Zhou Zirong's face darkened, he didn't speak for a long time, and then suddenly said to the little soldier: "Don't move the main ship, just follow the original route, count my ship, and draw out ten sea ships to go around to the northwest .”

The little soldier didn't realize what he meant at once, and was stunned for a moment. Seeing Zhou Zirong glanced at him fiercely, he hurried over to deliver the order.

Because the original purpose was to go on a mission, the ship sent was a giant psychic leading ship, plus [-] small sea ships to form an escort.Small sea ships are extremely flexible, but dragon-headed ships are useless. Although they are stylish and beautiful, they are extremely cumbersome and basically have no attack capabilities.

Zhou Zirong had the experience of returning from Daling last time. This time he was not invited to stay on the main ship and chose one of the twenty identical ships. As for which one it was, he had to keep it a secret.

He kept rubbing the jade pendant that had been warmed by him, and he couldn't tell what was going on in his mind, so he just asked someone to bring a compass and a nautical chart.

"General, do you want to fight?" Luo Chi handed him a thin pen, and watched Zhou Zirong frowning as he stared at the nautical chart, almost burning two big holes in the flimsy rough-edged paper.

In fact, logically speaking, it is impossible to head-to-head with these pirates. First of all, although the ships they brought are light and powerful, they are extremely resistant to fighting. In addition, they have to take care of the big and stupid main ship. , just like carrying a big fat boy on the battlefield, always worrying about whether there will be a backstab on their backs that will make them lose their children and grandchildren.

You know, that ship is full of high-ranking and powerful officials of the imperial court.

Zhou Zirong twitched the corner of his mouth with a half-smile, and cast a sidelong glance at Luo Chi: "Don't fight? What do we need?"

It's not that Zhou Zirong is warlike, in fact he doesn't want to fight them at all, his greatest wish is to drift to Panyang safely and calmly.But the time and place where the pirates appeared are too strange, if they escape by detour, those pirates may not necessarily give up.

Most of those people sitting on the Golden Luan Hall in Huajing couldn't have imagined that, let alone the situation in Panyang, even the envoy's route would be thrilling.

Dong Sheng's heart palpitations felt like beating drums all day long, but he has always had a lot of problems during this period of time, and he didn't pay much attention to them, and it didn't affect him other than chest tightness and discomfort.

The edict to distribute Zhang Lunian to Kunzhou has been issued for several days, and the Zhang family will drag their family on the road tomorrow. When the imperial court seals up the Zhang residence in the capital, maybe they can find some more people who are beneficial to him. evidence.

For this reason, Dong Sheng specially arranged for the people who sealed off Zhang's mansion to change the day, and arranged more than half of the people in to ensure that they could "report good news and not bad news" in the end.

But even if he achieved this step, he still felt that something was wrong, something seemed to be missed.

So my heart hangs from morning to night, and I went to the Cabinet Office and Zhang Mansion on the way.

Going back to the East Palace at night, I carefully read the list of things in the Zhang residence that was reported by the hidden post, and went through it almost word for word—no problem at all.Even the deceased who turned into a peddler fortune-teller during the day and stayed at the gate of Zhang's mansion did not find out anything.

? He thought, Zhang Lunian was at the end of his battle long ago, and he jumped himself out—maybe, that's really the end?

But he was still worried.

Dressed as a court lady in the past life, he wandered around the palace at night, and when he came back, he saw Dong Sheng still staring at the table in a daze with a white crystal psychic lamp on.

Dong Sheng has been living in the palace for more than two months, but he doesn't see him getting fat. Instead, he has lost a lot of weight, even his chin has pointed a lot.

"What are you thinking about?" Xiangsheng closed the door, changed back to the usual face, and took off the pink silk skirt rustlingly.

"It's nothing." Dong Sheng shook his head, then raised his head to stare at him, and asked without beginning or end; "Do you think Zhang Lunian will forget it like this?"

He was stunned for a moment, and said, "What do you think?"

"He's finished playing." Dong Sheng tapped his fingers on the table intentionally or unintentionally, "But Jiang Kun hasn't."

The expression of the past life moved slightly: "What do you mean?"

Dong Sheng shook his head in self-concern, not knowing what he was thinking, his eyes stared straight at the thought, and he was silent for a while before saying: "But I think Zhang Lunian is no longer useful to him."

Death; "If you are really worried, Jiazi and I will help you keep an eye on Jiang Kun for a few days."

Dong Sheng thought for a while, and finally nodded, thinking that this was the best way he could think of so far.Although Zhang Lunian finally made himself stupid to death, after all, he has been in court for many years, and Jiang Kun is behind him, so Dong Sheng always feels that he is not dead yet.

A centipede is dead but not stiff, no matter what it is, it is the scariest thing when it is dying.

It's just that Dong Sheng didn't know how cruel a person's heart can be at that time.