The general went out again at night

Outside Chengtianmen, Liuyan has been waiting for a long time.Behind her were several servants from Fuyuan General's Mansion, and a group of people stood around the carriage.The official sedan chair of the Hong Mansion stopped next to them, and the person who looked like the head housekeeper kept looking into the open palace gate.

"Here we come!" Around the end of the day, the servants of the Hong Mansion yelled, and a group of people cast their gazes over.

Hong Hewang walked in the front, Xia Qingshu walked a little behind, the two talked and laughed, and got along very well.

"We are not on the way, so we bid farewell." Walking outside the palace gate, Hong Hewang smiled sideways.

"Okay, Lord Hong go slowly." Xia Qingshu cupped his fists and said.

Watching Hong He Wang get into the sedan chair, Xia Qingshu came back to his senses and looked at the servants of the General's Mansion.

"General, shall we also go back to the residence?" Liu Yan asked.

"Go to the Governor's Mansion." Xia Qingshu frowned, with a little sadness in his eyes.

Liu Yan was keenly aware of something, kept silent, and whispered to the coachman to drive faster.

Xia Qingshu ordered Liu Yan to prepare the carriage before leaving the house. There were two carriages. Xia Qingshu sat in the front carriage by himself, while the rear carriage was empty.

After a little thought, Liu Yan knew what she was going to do when she went to the Dudu Mansion, and they were going to pick up Qu Yong.

Qu Yong's body was kept in the cold cellar of the Dudu Mansion for five days, and the body did not rot.It's just that now that the grievances have been rehabilitated, it is time to go to the ground as soon as possible.

Along the way, Xia Qingshu's face was expressionless, her eyes were always downcast, her hands were crossed in front of her, and she never spoke a word.Sitting beside her, Liu Yan didn't dare to say much, she could feel the pain in the general's heart, but she didn't know how to comfort him.

The coffin was loaded into the carriage, and the group drove towards the gate of the capital city.Half an hour later, they arrived at a hillside on the west side of Quzhuang, where Qu Yong's wife, daughter and mother were already waiting.

Xia Qingshu originally planned to hold a beautiful funeral for Qu Yong after the truth came out, but Qu Yong's mother hoped that everything would be kept simple and that he could be buried sooner.Xia Qingshu followed her wishes and didn't argue too much, because she was the one who owed them.

If she had thought more about it and sent one more person to protect Qu Yong, Qu Yong might not have died.

Qu's mother found a few folks, and everyone worked together to move the coffin down.The lid of the coffin was lifted, and the young and old of the Qu family said their final farewell.

Rao had learned the news five days ago, and kept preparing himself mentally, but when that lifeless face appeared in front of him, tears still rolled down his face.

Qu Yong's daughter is still young and doesn't know the pain of parting from life and death. She just bites her fingers and makes a sound of "Yi Ya Yi Ya", not knowing what she is talking about, and looks at everything around her with big eyes timidly.

Xia Qingshu turned her face away, not daring to look at him, nor did she dare to see this scene where there were no wailing, only tears.She felt unspeakable pain in her heart, as if something was stuck in her chest, stuffy and breathless.

Half an hour later, Qu Yong's mother stretched out her dry hand, caressed Qu Yong's cold and pale cheek, and helped Qu Yong's wife, Sun Shi, to stand up.

The folks who carried the lid of the coffin asked aloud, "Is it closed?"

Qu Yong's mother hugged Mrs. Sun and nodded.

Long nails sealed the coffin, and the rhythmic sound of hammering echoed in the silent mountain forest.Xia Qingshu turned her back to the crowd, with unresolved worries on her brows.

Liu Yan knew that General Xia always valued friendship, and Qu Yong's death made her blame herself.So this place is too depressing for her, like a stone that will become heavier, pressing on her heart, getting heavier and heavier...

"General, shall we go back to the residence first?" Liu Yan couldn't bear Xia Qingshu's behavior, so he proposed to leave.

Looking at the darkening twilight, Xia Qingshu was stunned for a long time before moving his lips and said, "Let's go to the other garden."

"Okay, let's make arrangements."

The carriage quietly left from the hill on the west side of Quzhuang, heading towards the north of the city.

***

"Does the general want to eat?" Hearing the servant's report, Aunt Pang quickly put down her work and came out from the inner courtyard to greet him.It was dinner time, so the first question she asked was naturally about eating.

However, General Xia was so strange today, and Aunt Pang sensed that something was wrong, because Xia Qingshu didn't reply to her, and just walked past her with lowered eyes, which had never happened before.

Aunt Pang looked at Xia Qingshu's back with a worried look on her face.Liu Yan walked past her, stopped in her tracks, and said in a low voice: "The general is not in a good mood today, I'm afraid he has no appetite, so there's no need to prepare wine and food."

"Yes." Aunt Pang bowed and silently retreated.

Passing through the front hall, Xia Qingshu walked straight towards the main room in the inner garden.When she reached the door, she was startled, her steps stopped suddenly, and a trace of belated reason came back to her mind. She was about to open the door and walk towards the secret passage just now, but today is not the fifth day, so why not? can go?

Xia Qingshu let go of the hand that pushed the door, she turned around and said, "Liu Yan, go to Aunt Pang and ask for two jars of wine."

Drinking wine to relieve worries may really relieve the pain in General Xia's heart, Liu Yan quickly responded: "Okay."

When Liu Yan returned, Aunt Pang also came, carrying a few simple side dishes, and placed them on the round table in Xia Qingshu's room.She put it aside and said: "General, eat some side dishes before drinking, it won't hurt your stomach."

Xia Qingshu nodded mechanically, not knowing if he listened or not.

"I'm fine here, you guys go down first." Xia Qingshu looked at the two jars of wine on the table with vacant eyes.

"Subordinates retire."

"The slaves retire."

The two left and closed the door behind them.

Xia Qingshu swept away the neatly arranged small wine cups with his arms, stretched out his arms, and hugged the whole wine jar in front of him, uncorked the wine, and took a few gulps while holding the whole jar of wine.

Xia Qingshu's capacity for alcohol is not considered good, a small drink is not in the way, but after a few more drinks, he will get drunk.She seldom gets herself drunk, because she can't remember anything she said or did when she was drunk.

This kind of blank memory makes her feel insecure, so she doesn't like it.

But today her heart is too dull, she needs to get rid of this dislike and let herself get drunk for a while.

A gulp of wine was poured down his throat, and a small stream flowed into his neck due to too much movement, which wet his collar. Xia Qingshu lifted the edge of his sleeve and wiped the corners of his lips.

Half a jug of wine was in her stomach, and the specially prepared side dishes on the table did not move at all. Xia Qingshu stood up, holding the unopened jar of wine in one hand, and pouring the other jar of wine into her mouth with the other, her head was already dizzy Dizzy, staggering steps.

She bumped around in the room, causing quite a commotion.After two laps, the half of the wine jar was drunk, Xia Qingshu bent down and pushed it, and the wine jar rolled to the corner of the wall.

Another jug ​​of wine was opened, and he took two sips. Xia Qingshu hiccupped, his face and neck became even more red.

Stumbling from the dining table to the bookshelf, Xia Qingshu suddenly stopped. Looking at the gap between the two rows of bookshelves, she gave a smirk, stretched out her hand to pat the mechanisms on the ancient books, and watched cheerfully as the gap in front of her grew bigger and bigger.

Xia Qingshu walked into the secret passage, and staggered towards the only exit.After a cup of tea, a wall stopped her in her tracks.

"It's strange, why is it sealed, how can I get there?" Xia Qingshu, who was not lightly drunk, took two steps back, pointed at the tightly closed wall and shouted loudly: "I am Xia Qingshu, General of Dayan Fuyuan, I am If you want to meet His Royal Highness the Eldest Princess, please open the door for me quickly, a moment in the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, if I miss my good deed, I will bring the artillery fire from the Shenji Camp and blow you to pieces!"

The wall is dead, where can I understand her words and respond?Xia Qingshu waited silently for a while, but did not receive a response, and lost her temper. She rushed up protecting the wine jar, and slammed her fist on the wall: "Hurry up! Hurry up!" She completely forgot about the existence of the mechanism.

After hammering about five or six times, the tall wall moved. Xia Qingshu was startled, and took a step back holding the wine jar.

A beam of light penetrated the dark secret passage, illuminating Xia Qingshu's drunken state and the scene around him.From dark to bright, Xia Qingshu had to squint a few times because his eyes felt uncomfortable.

After adapting to the light, she found that there was a person standing in the light, slowly approaching her.A miraculous feeling grows in my heart, as long as I look at this person standing in the light, those boredom just now will disappear little by little, and sweet joy will gather.

Xia Qingshu stared fixedly at Ji Qianyao, didn't yell, didn't dance, just tilted his head slightly, his eyes were soft, quiet, and well-behaved.

The secret passage and secret door were repaired by skilled craftsmen Ji Qianyao, and the sound insulation effect is very good, so she didn't open the door because she heard Xia Qingshu's yelling and hammering, but an intuition, an indescribable intuition.

This intuition told her that Xia Qingshu might be behind the secret door.She opened it with the mentality of giving it a try, but it really surprised her when the secret door opened.

It's just that this joy didn't last long, Ji Qianyao's face suddenly turned cold, her gaze moved to the wine jar Xia Qingshu was holding in her hand, and then caught her drunken expression.

What's worse is that Xia Qingshu, who was quite drunk, stood firmly behind the door, smiling silly at her.

"Come here." Ji Qianyao beckoned and received immediate results.

"Okay." Xia Qingshu put the wine jar around her belly, and walked towards Ji Qianyao step by step.Seeing her coming, Ji Qianyao turned around and walked into the house, unexpectedly took a step, and held the hand by his side with a warm hand.

Ji Qianyao shuddered and turned sideways, Xia Qingshu was still grinning, shaking the hands held by the two of them, smiling foolishly.

Sure enough, he was not lightly drunk.

Ji Qianyao led her inside and closed the door of the secret passage.

"Your Highness, drink!" Xia Qingshu pushed the wine jar forward, circled around and pointed the mouth of the jar at his own mouth, taking a few sips.

Ji Qianyao could vaguely guess the reason why she got herself drunk, and her brows were full of worry.

"You're already drunk, don't drink anymore." Ji Qianyao reached out to grab Xia Qingshu's wine jar, but she deflected her body and dodged it deftly.

"The wine is delicious, don't grab it." Xia Qingshu muttered, like a child protecting food.