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Rong Zhuo frowned when he heard the words, a little worried.
He didn't know what the situation was on the battlefield, but as long as he couldn't see Yu Jingdu's people, he felt uneasy.
Especially since he had been running around for so long, and finally came to this day, but he was empty, which made him feel a little empty in his heart, and he couldn't help worrying about what would happen. Although he had been persuading himself not to think so, he was still in a mess.
Probably because he watched a lot of TV, he was always afraid that such things would happen to him and Yu Jingdu.
"Then who are you looking for?" Xing Chong asked.
"The person in charge of logistics in the army." The guard replied: "His Royal Highness is not here, and his subordinates dare not reveal their identities privately. They can only report to them in the name of the caravan."
Rong Zhuo nodded, "You did the right thing, so what did they say?"
"It's not too early today, and the post station is still some distance away from the camp. What they mean is that we will bring our things there tomorrow morning," the guard said.
Rong Zhuo thought about it, that's fine.
Anyway, Yu Jingdu wasn't in the camp, so he couldn't see him when he went today.
Therefore, Rong Zhuo's caravan temporarily rested in the post house outside Beijiang City that day.
That night, Rong Zhuo tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, so he got up and went outside.
Beijiang City is not as good as the capital, and the temperature at night is a bit cold after entering August.
As soon as Rong Zhuo went out, he was chilled by the night wind.
For some reason, at this moment, he suddenly thought of Yu Jingdu. Obviously since the two separated, he misses each other every day, but today's feeling is stronger than ever.
He couldn't even help but think that it would be nice if it was just like in the TV series.
Maybe as soon as he turned around, Yu Jingdu would appear behind him.
Just as Rong Zhuo was thinking about it, footsteps suddenly came from behind him. His heart skipped a beat, and he turned to look subconsciously, only to find that the person standing behind him was Jindouzi. Jin Douzi held a robe in his hand and put it on Rong Zhuo.
"Why haven't you slept yet?" Rong Zhuo asked him.
"Young master is so restless, how can I sleep?" Jin Douzi said.
"I'm sorry for worrying you." Rong Zhuo said: "Actually, I have nothing to do, but I have traveled too far on the road, and now I have finally reached my destination, I am a little timid."
Jindouzi found a stone and sat down, then patted the other stone beside him.
Seeing this, Rong Zhuo walked over and sat side by side with him.
"Young master, in fact, seeing you like this, I'm quite happy for you." Jin Douzi said.
Rong Zhuo was startled and asked him, "What do you think of me?"
"It's...you will be happy and sad for others, free and easy, dare to love and hate." Jindouzi said: "In the past, you only liked to read, and you hardly did anything other than reading every day, but sometimes I always doubt that you are reading. Are you really happy?"
"Later you started hanging out with Young Master Biao. I was worried about you at first, I was afraid that you would learn badly with him." Jin Douzi said, "But now that I think about it, reading is not the only way in this world. Besides, you follow Biao. The young master and the others hang out together, and have not done anything to harm the world. They have also met His Royal Highness the Prince, and now they have their own caravan."
Rong Zhuo couldn't help feeling a little emotional when he heard the words. Since he came to this world, too many things have happened.
The biggest meaning of it is probably that he got to know Yu Jingdu and came together with him.
"Douzi, is there anything you want to do?" Rong Zhuo asked him.
"My old idea was to always serve the son well." Jin Douzi said: "If there is a chance in the future, I will marry another lady as company, hehe."
Rong Zhuo smiled and asked him, "What kind of girl do you like?"
"Just do what you like, I won't pick." Jindouzi said.
Rong Zhuo reached out and patted his knee, "Wait for this trip back..."
Having said this, he felt that this kind of remark was not very auspicious, so he changed his words and said, "Let me cover this matter, and I will make it up for you when I have time."
Jin Douzi smiled when he heard the words, and was actually a little embarrassed.
After Rong Zhuo's interruption, his troubled mind calmed down a little.
It was late at night, and the chill outside was getting heavier.
Rong Zhuo didn't stay any longer and took Jindouzi back to the house.
Early the next morning, they set off according to the agreement, heading for the garrison north army camp.
However, because of their special identities, Chu Dong and Meng Fanqing, Rong Zhuo did not dare to make an assertion, and temporarily let them wait in the inn.
The distance between the inn and the camp was less than half a day on horseback, so they were naturally slower to carry goods.
By the time the caravan arrived outside the camp, it was already dark.
After receiving the report yesterday, the military quartermaster in charge of logistics in the battalion has already made preparations in advance.
Therefore, after Rong Zhuo and the others arrived, they were placed properly.
Although everyone did not know the identity of Rong Zhuo, nor did they know that this caravan, which nominally worked for the Ministry of Household, was actually closely related to their Prince, Rong Zhuo and the others still received the courtesy they deserved and did not receive any snub.
The medicines brought by the caravan were extremely important to them.
Countless injured soldiers of the North Army have to rely on these medicines to save their lives.
Taking advantage of the old road and the military supplies of the main camp, Rong Zhuo followed the soldiers who received them from the Shu Bei Army and went around the nearby barracks. Unfortunately, due to his limited status, he could only stroll around the logistics barracks. It was too hard. place can't go.
After Rong Zhuo entered the camp, he had a very good impression of the North Army.
At least the soldiers they came into contact with seemed to be extremely well-educated.
And sometimes through the words and deeds of an ordinary soldier, the overall situation of an army can be reflected sideways.
"Where does His Royal Highness live?" Jindouzi couldn't help asking.
"His Royal Highness's barracks and General Chang's barracks are in the same courtyard." The soldier's words sounded fine, but in fact, with a little heart, he could tell that he was avoiding Jindouzi's question.