Transmigrating into the Prince Regent’s Beloved Runaway Wife - Chapter 87.2

Shoubei Sun welcomed everyone to the government residence and called people to serve food and wine. “Sorry, gentlemen. During this period, t

Shoubei Sun welcomed everyone to the government residence and called people to serve food and wine. “Sorry, gentlemen. During this period, there were always intrusions from the Jurchen, which nearly broke down the city gate in the first few days. We dare not open the gate because there are so many people in the city. We are afraid.”

“What are you afraid of? If something happens, the prince will bear the burden. The prince has restrained many of the Jurchen’s soldiers and horses in Jinzhou. You are hiding under the prince’s wings here, only interested in saving your lives… what is there to fear?” The Yuanwailang* of the Ministry of War drank tea and angrily reprimanded while distressing his wet official uniform.

*Yuanwailang: one of the official positions in ancient China. It originally refers to the Langguan, who is located outside the front

The atmosphere was a little stifling.

Meng Huan took a handkerchief to wipe the rain and sweat from his head and face and sat aside to watch the rain.

The Shoubei suffered the scolding and went through the process. “Please rest. Tomorrow when the sky clears, I will take you outside the city to identify the road.”

After he said this, everyone could only return to their compartments to rest.

The rain soaked through Meng Huan’s clothes, and his hair was also wet, so he returned to his room and washed his hair. After using a handkerchief to wipe his hair half dry and hanging them loosely over his ears, he pulled out the map to look at it.

…… After entering Chezhou’s territory, Meng Huan carefully checked the topography of the mountains, and there were no significant differences from the map.

He compared them to his memory of today and drew a more detailed territory map. The candle flame had not gone out when Li-Fulang rolled over. “Stinging the eyes. Put out the light.”

Meng Huan covered the flame and turned around, turning his back to him. “I want to look at it again for a while. Li-Fulang can sleep by himself.”

Li-Fulang’s tone was unpleasant. “The terrain along the way is not different from that recorded in the territory map. What is there to see?”

“……”

Meng Huan lowered his eyelids and tugged his lips in annoyance.

This group assumed the current terrain was precisely the same as the territory map two hundred years ago. Chezhou had been designated as the city where Lin Bozhou would lure the army, so they were very lazy on the journey, touching the fish and paddling the water*, just waiting to make a trip back to give Lin Bozhou their report.

*An idiom referring to lazy behavior during work and not working hard.

Meng Huan, who had social fear, had no nerve to correct the situation, but how could they not let him be serious even if they weren’t?

Not wanting to talk to him, Meng Huan bit the ruler and acted deaf, his fingertips moving again.

Li-Fulang began to toss, turn, make noises, and occasionally sigh, expressing himself as very unhappy with Meng Huan’s lights.

After a while, Zhu Dong exploded and uttered, “Li-Fulang, can you keep the noises down? You woke me up from my sleep!”

Li-Fulang was already angry, and in the end, he was also criticized, so his breathing became rapid and uneven. Zhu Dong propped himself up and raised his chin at Meng Huan, laughing.

He did it on purpose.

Meng Huan quietly gave him a thumbs up.

–

Early next morning.

Meng Huan woke up early to go to the front hall but saw that the rain remained heavy, full of fallen leaves; apparently, last night’s rain was heavy.

The Shoubei was full of worries. “Gentlemen, maybe we should wait for the rain to stop before we leave the city to see the road?”

The Yuanwailang of the Ministry of War sipped his tea and looked hesitant. “But if the rain keeps falling, with the military situation like a fire, we cannot afford to delay, and it is not good for me to report to the prince.”

“But the rain is heavy, and the road is difficult to pass. It will be dangerous if we encounter the Jurchen’s raiding rangers, and our lives may be at stake.”

“But……” the Yuanwailang looked at the sky. “When will the rain stop?”

No one was not afraid of Lin Bozhou, and he was afraid of delaying his orders. He could only ask, “Young Master Xiao-Chen, Li-Fulang, what do both of you think?”

The rainstorm was indeed heavy.

But if it delayed the war and led to a repeat of the tragedy, Meng Huan would hate himself.

“Go out of the city to identify the road,” Meng Huan said.

Li-Fulang also said, “Go out of the city. It will be a great crime of death to delay the prince’s military plan.”

The Yuanwailang could only stand up. “Everyone, please.”

He followed the Shoubei out of the gate of the government residence with lazy footsteps. Meng Huan and Zhu Dong walked slower, and in his ear, Zhu Dong whispered, “I knew these bureaucrats were like this, drinking tea, reading books, painting, ushering in and sending off people, not doing any business. They might have returned and reported with nothing if it weren’t for us. Hey! I just found out that we have become the prince’s confidants! Because he was unsure of them, the prince asked us to come along.”

Meng Huan nodded at him. “I’ve told you, you would have boundless prospects following me.”

Zhu Dong: “Hehe.”

The rainstorm poured down at the government gate, and the horses tied there kept tossing their heads incessantly. They were in a violent mood and did not seem to want to embark on the journey in the rain.

The Shoubei’s face was worried. “Gentlemen, why don’t we wait for the sky to clear before we go out? In this stormy and windy weather, riding horses and walking on narrow and high stone paths, if the road is slippery and the horses lose their balance, you might fall into the deep valley with the horses and die!”

The crowd seemed afraid to go forward, standing in place and looking at each other.

Meng Huan’s footsteps also hesitantly retreated.

–But.

Meng Huan tilted his face, and the rain dripped on his fair and handsome face, coldly flowing down into the slits of his eyes.

Such a real touch in the wind and rain gave Meng Huan’s brain a momentary illusion, as if he saw the military defeat, with Lin Bozhou standing alone in the bloody rain.

…… Unknowingly, his own footsteps were so close to him.

Lin Bozhou worried about the Great Zong, and Meng Huan worried about Lin Bozhou’s life, death, and well-being; their footsteps hurried in unison.

After thinking, Meng Huan lowered his eyes to look at his hand strangling the horse leash, lips pursed, and said in a businesslike manner, “You and I now have time to worry about our own lives, but the generals in Jinzhou do not have any chance to worry about themselves. The prince says this is a military opportunity that cannot be delayed, not even on a rainy day. Everyone, please?”

The few people looked at each other, their lips slightly opened, as if they did not expect the fresh and handsome young man in front of them to say such words.

They seemed to have nothing more to say.

Putting on the woven rush raincoat one after another, they mounted their horses and opened their mouths.

“Let’s go.”

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