MTL - Drunk House-Chapter 489 Rest (one more)

  Chapter 489 Rest (one more)

  Zhao Li took out the handwritten letter written by Zhang Yun to Su Rong, and presented it to Zhang Mao.

  Seeing that there was only one letter, Zhang Mao asked, "He only wrote a letter to Miss Seven?"

   "Yes." Zhao Li nodded, and told Zhang Yun what Zhang Mao had told him, "Third Young Master wants you to recuperate well, and he will not write your reply letter."

  Zhang Mao frowned and told him, "Send the letter to Miss Seven immediately."

   Ning Ze stretched out his hand aside, "Give it to me, I'll send it over."

  Zhao Li glanced at Ning Ze, clutching the letter and not letting go.

  Ning Ze said "Hey", "Do you believe me?" He looked at Zhang Mao.

  Zhang Mao immediately said: "Take Zhao Li to see Miss Seven."

  Ning Ze nodded, said to Zhao Li, "Okay, you come with me.", and took Zhao Li to find Su Rong.

  Su Rong had just finished wiping her hands and was about to go back into the carriage when she saw Ning Ze bring a man in a dusty suit with a letter in her hand. She stopped and waited for someone to approach.

  Ning Ze spoke quickly, "Miss Seven, this is Zhao Li. He has a letter written by Zhang Yun for you in his hand, and he insists on getting it for you himself."

  Zhao Li cupped his hands and presented the letter, "Miss Seven."

  Feng Ling stretched out his hand to the side, took the letter for Su Rong, checked it, found it was non-toxic, and handed it to Su Rong.

  Su Rong opened the letter, glanced at ten lines, smiled, and said to Zhao Li: "Thank you, where did you meet him?"

   "At Birch Mountain."

  Su Rong said "Huh?", then turned to Feng Ling and asked, "I remember Zhou Che, he took the road to Baihua Mountain."

"Seems to be."

   "He didn't bump into Zhang Yun." Su Rong smiled, "It seems that he got the news and he avoided it on purpose."

  Feng Ling commented, "Sister, after all, it's the person you value. With tens of thousands of soldiers and horses, he can avoid the 100,000 soldiers and horses brought by Young Master Wednesday without a trace. He is really capable."

  Su Rong nodded, "Indeed."

  Su Rong asked: "What did he look like at the time? Tens of thousands of soldiers and horses, what happened? And when you saw him, what did he say and do?"

  Zhao Li said one by one.

  Su Rong was in a good mood, "You are tired too, go and rest!"

   Zhao Li retreated and went back to Zhang Mao.

  Feng Ling took Zhang Yun's letter paper, studied it twice, tsk tsk, "Sister, he promised so happily, what is said in the letter should be true, right?"

   "Yes." Su Rong was very sure, "Zhang Yun is a smart man, since he said so in the letter, he will do it." He ordered Feng Ling, "Order the whole army not to leave today, just set up camp and rest in place for a day."

  Feng Ling responded immediately and passed on the order.

  Su Rong rolled the letter into a bundle, and asked someone to bring the flying eagle. He tied Zhang Yun's letter intact to the eagle's leg, patted it on the head, and let it fly away.

  Zhou Gu should not have gone very far now, Feiying went to look for him, and reported to him, he should be found soon.

  Ning Ze returned to the carriage, still a little unbelievable, and pulled Zhang Mao to talk, "Your third brother, Zhang Yun, he actually agreed to join Miss Seven. It's incredible."

  Zhang Mao didn't see what Zhang Yun said in the letter to Su Rong, so he looked at Ning Ze.

  Ning Ze was speechless, and he had a pretty good memory, so he recounted to Zhang Mao the letter from Zhang Yun, who followed Feng Ling and Su Rong clearly.

   Zhang Mao laughed immediately after listening, "It's not surprising that he can agree."

   "Isn't it strange?" Ning Ze looked at him.

  Zhang Mao nodded, "It's not surprising. My third younger brother is thoughtful and resourceful. He is always the best at weighing pros and cons. As long as Miss Su Qi can impress him, he will agree."

   "That's why your Zhang family is strange." Ning Ze said: "Father is not father, son is not son."

  Zhang Mao's smile disappeared, he was silent for a long time, and nodded, "You are right, that is, the father is not the father, and the son is not the son. In the Zhang family, there is no family relationship at all, and some are for the great cause of the father, who can sacrifice at any time."

  Ning Ze was a little embarrassed, and patted him on the shoulder, "That's not what I meant, I just think that this luck can be spared. After all, we all know that Miss Seven almost died in his hands."

  One can be magnanimous regardless of previous suspicions, and the other dares to agree to take refuge.

   "He has nothing to fight, following my father, there is no future at all. And Seventh Miss, he joined hands with Nangong Yu to kill her, and Nangong Yu died. He and Second Uncle attacked Nanping City with 200,000 soldiers and horses. Second Uncle died, and lost 150,000 troops." Zhang Mao calmly analyzed, "If I were him, I would also choose Seventh Miss."

  Ning Ze also felt reasonable when he heard what he said, but all smart people want to live and don't want to die, and they don't just want to live simply. Su Rong stretched out an olive branch, so naturally he must hold it tightly.

  He yawned, hugged the quilt and pressed it against his body, "It's great not to hurry, I can have a good sleep."

  Zhang Mao also felt that he could get a good night’s sleep if he didn’t rush on the road. His leg was injured and he couldn’t move, so he was on the road day and night, which was more tormented than others. Originally, Su Rong wanted to leave him in Nanping City to recuperate, but because he wanted to contact Zhao Li and Zhang Yun, he was afraid that the news would not spread in time, so he offered to go with the army, and Su Rong agreed.

  Now with Zhang Yun's reply, let him deal with Zhang Ping, and their 150,000 soldiers and horses can take a breather.

   Zhou Gu marched in a hurry, day and night, this day, a temporary rest.

  The eagle swooped down from the sky and entered the barracks. It had been very familiar with Zhou Gu's breath these days, and it landed directly on Zhou Gu's shoulder.

  Ziye said "Huh?", looked at Feiying, and said to Zhou Gu: "My lord, could it be that Miss Seven missed you just after we separated?"

   "Where did they just leave? It's been three days." Zhou Gu said.

  When he was in the capital, on the day he left the capital, Su Rong didn't see him off. Although he felt depressed, he didn't feel anything. But now, he was tired of being with Su Rong for many days, facing each other day by day, and suddenly separated.

  He reached out and hugged Feiying into his arms, untied the letter on his lap, and opened it, "It's not her letter."

  Zi Ye heard the words and leaned over to look, eyes wide open, "This is Zhang..."

   "Zhang Yun's letter to her." Zhou Gu said helplessly, "She is so lazy, she sent it to me intact."

  He folded the letter, and then searched for it by pulling Feiying's leg. There was only this letter, and there was no second letter. He stroked Feiying's head and muttered, "Why is she so lazy? You don't remind her, just write a single word."

   Feiying tilted his head to look at Zhou Gu.

  Zhou Gu sighed, took the pen, and wrote two big characters "read" on the back of Zhang Yun's letter, then tied it to Feiying's leg again, and handed it to Ziye, "Feed him two pieces of meat to let him eat and rest, sleep, and then put it back."

   Come and tell me, this picture is amazing! This is how my Zhou Gu looks like, woo woo woo, absolutely perfect, isn’t this picture perfect? ​​Come and praise! I don't allow anyone not to boast!

  (end of this chapter)