Chapter 97 (1/2)

”Pei Shuo, I have your letter.” Nanxun's visiting scholar brought a letter from his hometown. After distributing the letter, he took Pei Shuo to a place where there was no one and handed him two bamboo tubes tied together with hemp rope. He didn't forget to tease him that he had a good child's adopted daughter-in-law.

”Thank you.” At the moment when he accepted the bamboo tube, Pei Shuo's mood surged. He had never expected this before. He just wanted to find a quiet place to see ah Yao's reply.

I didn't understand what you wrote. It's a long way to go. I can't help. I don't know whether the bacon is easy to deal with. I have to make you some lard residue. I refined the lard and ate it with porridge or noodles. There is wrapping paper under the lard residue. It's estimated that there should be a layer of solidified lard under the paper when the letter is sent to you. One bamboo tube contains potherb mustard, and another bamboo tube contains cream mixed with Bletilla and bovine pith, which is not for eating. Master Wangyue said that Bletilla cream is very useful for dealing with chapped hands and feet in winter. I hope it is useful for you.]

The uneasiness after receiving the letter disappeared at the moment. Ah Yao understood his letter!

Pei Shuo jumped up and danced to express his joy.

Seeing his complaint in the letter, a Yao made pig oil residue and pickles that can be carried far away, as well as Bletilla striata cream to prevent chapping in winter. How can she be so cute and considerate!

Pei Shuo folded the letter and stroked the crease of the letter before receiving the inner bag close to his heart.

Standing high, watching the wind blowing wheat waves at the foot of Yanmen, it was very yellow, like the Nanxun river he passed when he left. The river was surging, wave after wave.

Many people gathered at the edge of the wheat field. The veterans said that this year's harvest was good, and the barbarians in the north were likely to go south to thresh the valley. They had to hurry up to harvest and dry the wheat and return to the warehouse.

After watching for a while, he picked up the brick pick-up pole placed on the hillside and set off for Feihu mountain. He didn't notice that there were scouts at the foot of the mountain, galloping along the narrow path in the wheat field, and then hurried into Yanmen, but it had nothing to do with him.

At night, the mountains are quiet.

The breeze blew through the clouds and fog, covered the bright moon in the sky with a veil, and the world was suddenly dark.

The beacon tower on the hillside of Feihu mountain burns a torch and takes care of it with the beacon tower on the opposite mountain. Here, with its back against the barrier, the terrain is steep, easy to defend and difficult to attack. Even if this section of the city wall has not been built, the Sentinels on duty also rest assured to doze off. They do not know that the danger is coming at this time.

The iron hook from the north of the Great Wall threw it up to block the brick hole. Taking advantage of the dark moon and the high wind, several masked men in night clothes climbed up with their hands and feet, one left and one right quietly approached the two dozing soldiers from behind, almost at the same time!

A knife.

Blood spatter.

The two soldiers were quietly disposed of and thrown into the hills and grass.

The uninvited masked people immediately put on their clothes and adjusted their makeup. They don't look much different from the people here.

Instead of the original soldiers, their actions were unscrupulous. They successively received the follow-up people, climbed over the wall, took weapons and hid in the beacon tower.

It's getting brighter.

Pei Shuo, as usual, carried the brick pole to the beacon tower. As soon as they saw Pei Shuo picking up the brick from a distance, their nerves were tense, their temples swelled, and subconsciously clenched the handle of the knife.

”Don't scare the snake, just pick the brick.” People nearby motioned him to see the bricks piled up under the beacon tower for the wall to be built.

The hand holding the handle of the knife was released.

Pei Shuo knows nothing about it.

Laying down the bricks at the designated place, he took out paper and carbon strips from his arms and handed them to the soldiers standing guard.

They looked at the contents, signed the name on the wooden card, and impatiently sent Pei Shuo away.