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The letter was delivered urgently by horse.

The messenger said that he was going to send the news to Wangcheng, who would have thought that when passing by the Baiqiu post station, he heard the post officer said that the major general was stationed here, so he came straight here and presented a private letter first.

Chi Xiaochi opened the letter, and inside was General Shi Jinghong's majestic handwriting.

After reading the whole letter, Chi Xiaochi's expression darkened.

Chu Ziling: "My lord, what's the matter?"

Chi Xiaochi handed him the letter paper casually: "Something went wrong."

Chu Ziling hesitated for a moment: "My lord, this is against the rules..."

Chi Xiaochi clicked his tongue: "Young master is not here, don't play tricks on me. I let you watch it."

These words touched Chu Ziling's heart.

In Shi Tingyun's mind, he was indeed better than that sick bone.

Now that Master Gongzi is recuperating in the tent and not nearby, Chu Ziling can spy a little bit.

He took the letter, glanced at it, and couldn't hide his astonishment: "Dingyuan was nearly destroyed three days ago?"

"Yes. Maybe it's the Daqingshan bandits who sold the news of Uncle Wen's injury to the people in southern Xinjiang."

Chi Xiaochi frowned, complained, and looked anxious, "Uncle Wen too! His temperament is always so violent, victory or defeat is a matter of military strategists, how can he vomit blood in anger? Now that the injury is getting worse, I don't know..."

Chu Ziling went to one side to fetch the military deployment map of southern Xinjiang, spread it out on the table, his eyes were quiet: "...Young Master, let's look at the map."

After hearing what he said, Chi Xiaochi calmed down and said, "Yes. Picture."

They were thousands of miles away and unable to help, Shi Jinghong naturally knew this too, the letter had a second purpose besides asking him to come to Zhennan Pass.

Every time there was an emergency in the frontier, Shi Jinghong would write a letter stating the situation of the battle. The purpose was not to make Shi Tingyun anxious, but to ask him to write down the solution and send it back to Zhennan Pass.

In fact, when the letter is sent, the crisis has mostly been resolved, so this is just an occasional test of the father for his son.

As for the third meaning hidden in this letter, probably only Chi Xiaochi and Shi Jinghong knew it well.

The problem is Dingyuan City, so it is clear at a glance who is the internal response.

If Shi Tingyun is still a little white-haired fox who won't doubt his littermates, Shi Jinghong is a well-versed old red-tailed fox, quite calm, and his letters don't ask about internal affairs, only talk about military affairs, The wording of the letter was the same as in previous letters.

Moreover, Shi Jinghong thought more than Chi Xiaochi, fearing that Wen Feiru, an upright man who was born as a military general, would be too honest to deceive the people from southern Xinjiang, so he simply made up an excuse that he was seriously injured, and told him that he was injured during this period of time. Don't come out to meet people.

The words come to the present.

Chi Xiaochi asked Chu Ziling, "How do you think Dingyuan City should be defended?"

Chu Ziling knelt in front of the map, pointed to several places, and talked about his feelings.

After Chi Xiaochi shared his memory with Shi Tingyun, he could judge that the decisions he made were not bad, but they were a little rough and missed a few details.

Chu Ziling would never dig his own grave.

He has been undercover for many years and knows Shi Tingyun's skills like the back of his hand.

Shi Tingyun's heart is fairly simple, he only uses his calculations on the enemy, and will not easily doubt his own people.

This is a good thing, but if Chu Ziling is self-righteous and wants to play tricks on the formation of troops that Shi Tingyun has practiced since childhood, it is tantamount to asking for a dead end.

He watched Shi Tingyun write down the strategies he proposed one by one, and filled in the places he "missed" thoughtfully, and heaved a sigh of relief without any trace.

"Don't worry, I won't fight for merit." Shi Tingyun put down his pen and said generously, "I will tell you which ideas are in the letter, and I will speak well for you in front of my father."

Chu Ziling bent his eyes: "Thank you for your love, my lord."

Shi Tingyun was really frank, and he kept what he said. He took a cinnabar pen and circled the first half of the strategy, indicating that it was Chu Ziling who offered the strategy.

Looking at such a sincere, innocent and stupid major general, Chu Ziling felt pity spontaneously.

The strategy of solid defense is written, and the next step is the strategy of defending the enemy.

Of course Chu Ziling would not put more effort into this aspect, so he went out to pour tea under the pretext, and chatted with A Shu, dawdling for some time, when he returned, Shi Tingyun had put down his pen, folded the letter paper into a small log seal, Close it with a wooden cover, then take the wax block, and use the fire fold to light the fire and heat it up.

The wax is melted by heat, and the molten liquid drips, just falling on the seal of the small wooden cylinder.

Sealed with wax lacquer, the color is a carefully blended red color, the color is not the same as the wax lacquer sold in the market, it is difficult to imitate, one can tell it is sent by the general's mansion, and with the seal of Shi Tingyun, it will be A unique seal is formed on the seal, which can be known once it is opened by someone.

Shi Tingyun said: "Yuanzhang."

Before the words were finished, Chu Ziling came with a badge in his hand, thoughtful and calm.

Shi Tingyun took it, and tapped the special arc-shaped round seal on the seal of the wooden cylinder.

When the wax dries up, Shi Tingyun said: "Go and send it with a carrier pigeon."

Chu Ziling specifically asked one more question: "Will the messenger sent by the general come back later?"

Shi Tingyun said: "Before leaving, didn't you ask you to bring good and experienced pigeons? They know the way, and it saves people from going around the marching team to pick it up."

Chu Ziling took the small wooden tube with both hands and saluted: "Ziling will do it now."

He came to the pigeon coop, grabbed one casually, tied a small wooden tube to its leg deftly, and let it fly.

After the snow-white figure of the pigeon disappeared into the sky, Chu Ziling smiled slightly, squatted down, and tapped twice on the pigeon cage with his index finger.

A gray-feathered pigeon with a white spot on its forehead jumped twice, came to the side of the cage, and pecked his fingertips affectionately.

Chu Ziling took some rice out of his pocket and fed it tenderly.

Shi Tingyun left Wangcheng suddenly, which caught him off guard.

Should he give up on the killer move he prepared in advance, or should he seize the time and use it quickly?

Suddenly there was a strange sound of wooden wheels rolling behind him. Chu Ziling's hearing was not bad, so he retracted his fingers in time, pretending to check the lock of the pigeon cage, stood up, and faced a black fence.

This person's eyes were hidden under layers of gauze, and he couldn't see clearly. Chu Ziling couldn't figure out what this person was thinking through his eyes, and he felt a little wary unconsciously.

Li Yeshu, who was pushing Yu Fengmian, didn't notice the turbulent tide between the two of them, and greeted him, "A Ling, Master wants you to send a letter again?"

"Yes."

Chu Ziling cupped his hands to Yu Fengmian who was in the wheelchair: "It's dewy at night, why did Master come out?"

The man's slightly hoarse voice came from under the fence: "Health is better, I don't want to be bored in the military tent, the smell is too strong. You go to the tent and light some incense."

Li Yeshu was stunned: "Why didn't Mr. Cai disagree with Ah Shu just now, Ah Shu will order it when he returns later."

Yu Fengmian said lightly: "Today is enough to bother you. Now you push me to blow some air, and he goes to light some incense. I will be more comfortable when I return the bill."

After that, he raised his head slightly: "Please."

Chu Ziling has long been used to the sixth prince's explicit sarcasm. It was the first time he had received such an underhand assassination that reminded him that he was a slave. temper.

...Before becoming the prince of Southern Border, you don't have to worry about these little things.

He was neither humble nor overbearing: "Yes, Ziling obeyed."

He wanted to leave, trying to stay away from this eccentric and critical sick child.

Unexpectedly, Yu Fengmian spoke again: "Ziling, is this your name?"

Chu Ziling had to stop: "Yes."

Yu Fengmian said gently, "I thought your name was A Ling."

This kind of gentle and slightly arrogant attitude made Chu Ziling feel uncomfortable.

Li Yeshu explained on one side: "Young master, it's like this, Xiao's real name is Li Yeshu, and A Ling's real name is Chu Ziling. When the young master took us into the mansion, he called me A Shu and A Ling. At that time, Wang Chengfeng changed his name to the young servant. , such as 'breeze', 'bright moon', 'qinqi, calligraphy and painting', to show elegance, some even changed their surnames, for fear of being ridiculed that the master has no writing in his stomach. The young master did not change our names, saying It's the name given by my parents, so it shouldn't be changed randomly, only the last word is called, it looks close and nice."

Yu Fengmian nodded, and when he turned to Chu Ziling again, his voice was a bit more playful: "Do you have any opinion on the name that the young master gave you?"

Chu Ziling felt a little restless: "Zi... Ah Ling has no such intentions."

Li Yeshu deliberately released Chu Ziling: "Young master, don't blame me, the young master has always doted on Ah Ling, and he was allowed to call himself by his name in private."

Yu Fengmian hummed: "You can be more casual in front of the young master, but in the army, the ranks are strict, and everyone is waiting to see how the major general behaves. As a servant next to him, if you violate the rules, you will lose your dignity." It's your son's face, you know?"

As soon as he heard that this matter might affect the son's face, Li Yeshu immediately fell silent, and winked at Chu Ziling, telling him to answer yes.

Chu Ziling pursed his lips, as if he really knew he was wrong: "It's Ah Ling who didn't think carefully,"

Yu Fengmian seemed to point out casually, so let's just say it.

"Let's go. Go to the son's account."

Ah Shu replied yes, and when he pushed him to go, Yu Fengmian turned his head and said, "Don't forget to light some incense."

Watching Master Gongzi leave, Chu Ziling no longer had a smile on his face.

Once again, he clearly realized that if there was no son, he would be just a smarter servant in the eyes of everyone in the general's mansion.

How does a young servant win the favor of others and make people treat him differently?

...Only credit, only credit.

After thinking about it, Chu Ziling fixed his eyes on the pigeon cage behind him.

The pigeon with the spotted forehead was full and was jumping around in the cage, mingling with the other pigeons and looking no different.

That plan, he had to do.

……

After entering the young master's account, Chi Xiaochi informed Lou Ying of the news: "Master, Dingyuan was attacked, but luckily the city was saved."

Lou Ying naturally knew what he meant: "Then go to Dingyuan first to garrison?"

Ah Shu, who thought they were going to Yongzhou, didn't respond to the news.

He was not well versed in military affairs, but only two things:

First, the things that the young master entrusts him with are all important things. If the young master wants him to keep his mouth shut about the military situation, he will not say a word even if he is killed.

Second, military aircraft are changing rapidly, which is not something he, a young man in a deep house, can say.Regardless of whether he is in Yongzhou or Dingyuan, he will go wherever the young master goes.

He found that the tea in the teapot was too strong, which might be bad for the master's stomach, so he took it out and poured it out, intending to brew it again.

After Ah Shu left, Chi Xiaochi asked him, "Why don't you take a good rest in the tent?"

Lou Ying: "I'm just worried that you suddenly changed your plan. Chu Ziling will not attack Shi Jinghong lightly in order to be on the safe side. So I came out specially to give him a reason to do it."