Chapter 10

Chu Shan saw that Gu Chusheng had a firm attitude, and did not persuade him any more, but said: "I will pass on the words of the lord to the general, it is just a gift from the general..."

"There is no merit and no virtue, and I am ashamed of it."

Gu Chusheng glanced at the box and said firmly: "Kunyang's matter will be handled by myself later."

In his last life, Chu Jianchang was annoyed by Chu Yu's elopement, and he ignored them for three years. At that time, he came alone. Now that he has the memories of his previous life, he is not afraid to worry.

Chu Jianchang gave him this money because of Chu Jin's face, but now that he doesn't plan to marry Chu Jin, he naturally cannot take this money, making Chu Jianchang look down on it.

Chu Shan also understood Gu Chusheng's thoughts. After thinking about it, he sighed and said, "That's fine. I'm going back here and replying to the general. It's too late. The general is afraid that even the date of your marriage will be fixed."

Gu Chusheng also knew that it would be better to let Chu Jianchang know about such a big event as soon as possible, so he did not keep Chu Shan, and sent Chu Shan out of Kunyang. Looking at the rolling mountains in the distance, he put his hands in his sleeves and asked the servant: "What time is it today?"

"Sir, it's the seventh day of the first year."

"September 7th..."

Gu Chusheng murmured this day, and after pondering for a while, he slowly said: "There are only two days left..."

When Chu Shan delivered the letter to Gu Chusheng, Chu Yu also checked the accounts of the Wei Mansion in the Wei Mansion.

Over the years, the Liang family has relied on the trust of Liu Xueyang and Wei Zhong to enrich their personal pockets, and indeed took a lot of good things. Chu Yu counted the accounts and copied them on paper, thinking about how to talk to Liu Xueyang about this.

For such a long period of corruption, if Liu Xueyang didn't know anything about it, Chu Yu felt that it was unlikely. Even if Liu Xueyang didn't know, Wei Zhong, Wei Jun, someone from the Wei family knew something. But no one said anything for so long, why?

If the Wei family didn't really care about Liang's taking something, she would rashly take out the account, which would make Liu Xueyang unhappy.

She didn't know the Wei family, and after thinking for a while, she wrote a letter to Wei Yun and asked about the attitude of the people in the Fuzhong towards the Liang family.

Corresponding with Wei Yun these days, she knew a lot of him. Wei Yun is a person who likes to inquire about the gossip very much. He is well-informed about any news at home, and he talks a lot and chaotically. He is very childish in his words. It is easier to get news from him.

However, Chu Yu also knew that Wei Yun was looking at Wei Jun's face.

Wei Jun should have told Wei Yun something so that Wei Yun had no defense against her.

Although there were not many letters from this young man, he was very punctual, and there must be a letter every seven days. Reported daily like reporting on military affairs, and then nothing else.

His handwriting was very beautiful, Chu Yu looked at it, and could vaguely see the taste of Wei Yun from a previous life.

It was the same font as Wei Yun in the previous life, but in comparison, Wei Yun's characters were more chilling and harsh, while Wei Jun's characters revealed a gentleman's gentleness.

The communication between the frontline and Huajing, if the weather is good, one day and one night is enough, the weather is almost, two days is enough. After Chu Yu sent the letter, she fell asleep and planned to go to Liu Xueyang tomorrow to find out, combined with Wei Yun's information, before making plans.

However, that night, Chu Yu didn't know what happened to her, and suddenly she had a dream.

The dream was in her previous life. When she just chased Gu Chusheng to Kunyang, Gu Chusheng didn't like her very much at that time, but she couldn't drive her away. She found a side room in Gu Chusheng's county government office to sleep in, and put money in place for Gu Chusheng's. Life.

It was the Double Ninth Festival, she prepared flower cakes and chrysanthemum wine, and was going to celebrate with Gu Chusheng. As soon as she arrived at the door of the study, she heard Gu Chusheng's shocked voice: "70,000 people were wiped out in Baidi Valley?! How is this possible? !"

Then the picture changed, she was in a valley, surrounded by mountains, and in the valley was the sound of fighting, screams, and swords facing each other.

There was a fire everywhere, and in the thick smoke, she couldn't see anyone clearly, only Wei Jun roared: "Father! Go!"

She recognized the voice.

When the young man handed him the red silk and stammered out the phrase "Miss Chu", she kept the voice in her heart.

So she instantly knew where it was.

White Emperor Valley.

Seventy thousand troops were wiped out.

She ran towards him desperately, pushing the crowd away, trying to save him. She screamed his name: "Wei Jun! Wei Jun!"

However, the other party couldn't hear it. She only saw a dozen feather arrows piercing his chest. He was still holding a long spear and turned back with difficulty.

In the firelight, his delicate face was stained with blood, this time his voice was still stuttering, but it was trembling from pain, and he called out her name, Chu... Miss Chu.

She tried her best to move forward, but when she ran in front of him, the fire dissipated, and white fog began to form around him. He was buried in a pile of people, and there were corpses everywhere.

There was a young man carrying a blood-stained spear and wearing torn armor. He shouted in a hoarse voice and cried, "Father... Brother... Where are you?"

Chu Yu didn't dare to move.

She slowly turned her head and saw Wei Yun.

A red cloth belt was tied around his head, because he was still underage, and when the teenagers went to the battlefield, they all tied this cloth belt to motivate him.

His face was stained with blood, and his eyes were filled with fear and confusion. He rummaged through the bodies one by one, then called out their names.

"Third brother..."

"Five brothers..."

"Sixth brother..."

"Fourth brother..."

"Second brother..."

"Father……"

Finally, he finally found Wei Jun. When he turned the young general over from the pile of dead people, he finally couldn't bear it any longer, the accumulated tears burst out, and he hugged Wei Jun tightly.

"Big brother!"

He was sobbing, and the whole valley was filled with his cries.

"Sister-in-law is still waiting for you!"

"You promised to go home, big brother, wake up, I will die for you, don't leave Xiao Qi!"

"Brother...Father..."

Wei Yun cried out loudly, but there were corpses all around, and no one could answer him.

Little by little, the young man like a bird, in the cries, belongs to despair, to anger, to hatred, and to fear.

Chu Yu watched quietly, watching the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, and watching the return of the killing god.

Wei Yun faintly had the shadow of when she first saw him.

King of Zhenbei, Yan Luowei Qi, Wei Yun.

The fourteen-year-old man who died in the battle, the fifteen-year-old man who went to the border to save the country from water and fire, and then became the backbone of the country by himself.

However, she did not admire, respect, or be vigilant or worried as she did back then.

She looked at the young man, only to feel a lot of distress welling up.

It shouldn't be like this.

Wei Xiaoqi, it shouldn't be like this.

She hurried forward, wanting to call him, but at this moment, the dream came to an abrupt end, and she woke up suddenly.

The sun fell on her face, she was panting quickly, Wanyue was bringing in the face wash, and said with a smile, "Young lady is up late today."

Wanyue and Changyue liked the Wei family, so they changed their name and called them Mrs. Chu Yu.

Chu Yu couldn't come back to her senses in her dream, so Wanyue came forward and waved her five fingers in front of her eyes and said, "Young Madam, is you haunted?"

Chu Yu's eyes slowly retracted and stopped on Wanyue's body. She finally recovered a bit of her sanity that had collapsed in the dream. She said in a hoarse voice, "Today... what time of the day?"

"You've been really sleepy all night."

Wanyue chuckled lightly, with some helplessness in her eyes: "Today's Chongyang is the ninth day of the ninth lunar month. Last night, you ordered us to prepare flower cakes and chrysanthemum wine..."

Before the words were finished, Chu Yu put on shoes, and had enough time to change clothes, and ran towards the place where the carrier pigeons were managed in the backyard.

Before she could regain her senses, she suddenly got up, and she couldn't help but feel dizzy. She stumbled and bumped Changyue, who came in rashly, into a solid, and she fell to the ground due to inertia.

Changyue said "Ouch" and was about to curse when she saw Wanyue hurriedly come to help Chu Yu, she was stunned and said, "Young madam, what are you doing?"

"Where's Wei Qiu?"

Chu Yu finally reacted and raised her voice, her voice was much sharper: "Call Wei Qiu here!"

Wanyue noticed that something was wrong, so she quickly asked Wei Qiu to come over.

When Wei Qiu came over, Chu Yu finished washing up and finally calmed down a bit. She looked up at Wei Qiu: "Is there any news from the border?"

Wei Qiu was stunned for a while, then shook his head and said, "No news yet."

"If there is any news," Chu Yu said solemnly: "Notify me as soon as possible, and do everything possible to stop the news first, and I can't tell others, can you understand?!"

Wei Qiu didn't understand why Chu Yu had such an order, but thinking of Wei Jun's secret order, he still nodded.

That day, Chu Yu was in no mood to care about other things. She didn't want to eat or drink, so she waited beside the pigeon house.

At night, a carrier pigeon finally flew in. Chu Yu didn't wait for it to land, jumped up, and grabbed the carrier pigeon in her hand.

She quickly took down the note and saw Wei Yun's scribbled handwriting on it.

There was blood on the paper, clearly written in a hurry.

"On the eighth day of the ninth lunar month, my father and brothers were trapped in Baidi Valley. I went to reinforce and need to prepare for the worst."

On the eighth day of September, Baidi Valley.

Chu Yu's brain buzzed and she almost tore the paper to shreds.

Finally went.

Why still go?

He clearly promised her, why did he still go?!!

The author has something to say: I’ll change it here. It was said earlier that there were 200,000 troops wiped out in Baidi Valley. After thinking about it, it’s a bit exaggerated, so it’s changed to 70,000 here, and the previous one will be revised.