Time is slow

   Chapter 42 Heavy Rain

  The man in black robe chuckled softly: "In the Xiajiang Yuan Dynasty, Governor Jiang's subordinates ranked thirteenth. Since the general recognized my identity, why are you still asking this question?"

  Jiang Yuanchao has just returned to Beijing and has not yet gone to the yamen, but it is inevitable to meet Shao Mingyuan in the capital in the future, so there is no need to conceal his identity at this moment.

   Shao Mingyuan was slightly startled, and then nodded: "Yes, I'll ask you another question, farewell!"

   After he finished speaking, he mounted his horse and clasped his fists towards Jiang Yuanchao, with an attitude of indifference.

  Jiang Yuanchao also moved in his heart.

   He always thought that this famous general was fierce and witty, but now he seems to be wrong.

   He was able to guess his identity just by the gesture of drawing his sword, and he was indifferent to following the fearsome Jinlin Guard, which is enough to show that this person is very intelligent and mind-blowing.

   Such a person has not been able to keep his wife, is there any inside story?

  Jiang Yuanchao thought of the girl whose flower of life had withered, and his heart was sour. He only hated that the Northland was a place of many years of war and chaos.

   "The general is thinking too much, I'm actually going on a picnic." Seeing Shao Mingyuan riding his horse and about to leave, Jiang Yuanchao said with a smile.

   "Uh, the spring is just right, Master Jiang is very elegant." Shao Mingyuan said lightly.

   As we all know, the thirteen Taibaos under the commander of Jinlin Guard Jiang Tang all took his surname Jiang.

  Jiang Yuanchao's brows and eyes were smiling, which made him warm like jade: "The spring is just right, is the general going on an outing too?"

   From Shao Mingyuan's eyes, he can see that such a person is not completely influenced by power, so it is impossible not to feel guilty about killing his wife, right?

   He just wanted to see how he felt guilty and uncomfortable, who made him unable to protect the girl he loved!

  Shao Mingyuan's expression really changed, as if a small pebble was thrown into the lake, breaking the calm calm, the slightly wrinkled lake surface showed a bit of softness and loneliness: "I will pick up my wife's coffin and go home."

"Uh, did General Shao's wife come back with the coffins of the fallen soldiers? The general is really affectionate and meaningful." Jiang Yuanchao kept smiling, and those who knew it knew that this was the mask that the Thirteenth Master used to wear. Those who know it will only think that the words are sincere, and whoever takes it seriously will be humiliating themselves.

Shao Mingyuan had never dealt with Jiang Yuanchao before, but at this moment, this person appeared in front of him and said these strange words, which still made him unable to understand the reason, but the words "deep love and righteousness" seemed like a sharp blade , stabbed straight into his heart, pain and shame.

  He Shao Mingyuan has saved thousands of people, but from the moment the arrow was shot, his life was destined to live in hell.

   He gently raised the corner of his mouth, showing a very shallow smile, and looked at Jiang Yuanchao, who was smiling, "Mr. Jiang is joking, I'm going to say goodbye."

   Shao Mingyuan caught the horse's belly, and the already impatient white horse galloped away like an arrow from the string.

   The wind whistled in his ears, hitting his white robe with a chill to the bones, but the man on the horse didn't notice it, and the horse ran faster and faster.

  He and the Qiao family met for the first time when the army was under the city, and there was no way to choose. He has no love for her between men and women, but he has the righteousness of husband and wife. But he didn't protect her well, and even wanted to kill her with his own hands.

   Shao Mingyuan closed his eyes, only to find it hard to breathe.

  The horse stepped on a low-lying spot on the road, and the bump caused a new injury under his rib cage. The pain spread, and even the countless old wounds left by the many years of battles followed.

   Shao Mingyuan's finger joints holding the reins were faintly white, and he restrained from trembling.

   He opened his eyes and looked up at the clouds in the sky that were rising and falling like peaks and mountains, thinking, the sky is about to change.

   Whenever the weather changes, his old wounds will hurt, and it is accurate.

  Sometimes Shao Mingyuan inevitably thought to himself that he could predict the weather changes, which is also a benefit after being injured, at least it is easy to occupy the weather when facing the enemy.

   Soon the spring thunder woke up, the pouring rain poured down like a waterfall, and the pedestrians, carriages and horses on the official road sought places to hide. Only a white-robed young man rode a white horse and merged into the rain curtain.

   An exquisite and wide carriage was parked by the roadside, surrounded by guards. A slender hand lifted the curtain of the car, and the flower-like face leaned towards the window to watch the rain, just as the white horse passed by, and the stagnant water splashed on her face.

   The girl exclaimed and looked around in anger, only to see a white shadow passing by.

   "Princess, are you alright?" The maid in the carriage was startled, and hurriedly picked up the soft pad to wipe the girl.

  The girl gave birth to a pair of shimmering eyes, a delicate chin arc, a touch of pink on her cheeks, and a stunning beauty. At this moment, her face was stained with sewage, let alone a man, even the maid who wiped her could not help but scold the person who had just passed by on horseback as a bastard.

   This woman is the ninth daughter of Emperor Kang of the Ming Dynasty, Princess Zhenzhen, who is known for her beauty.

   "Longying, who just passed by?" Princess Zhenzhen has never encountered such a disgusting thing when she grows up, and she is furious.

   So dirty mud splashed on her face, that person is really damn!

  Long Ying is the personal guard of Princess Zhenzhen, and he is very skilled. The white shadow just passed by in the rain curtain, and he still has a general look at his face.

  The young man standing beside the carriage came over and said in a low voice, "Reporting to the princess, my subordinates are watching, it seems that it is the champion who just returned to Beijing in triumph."

   "Champion Marquis?" Princess Zhenzhen frowned, but she had no impression of this piercing general.

   She sat upright, and said displeasedly, "When I come back to Ben Gong, I want to see what kind of person this champion is, how dare he be so rude to Ben Gong!"

The palace maid beside    echoed: "That's right, that person is too much!"

   It is unbearable that such a beautiful person as the princess has been splashed with mud by him!

   "Let's go." Princess Zhenzhen said coldly.

   "Your Highness, are you waiting for the rain to lighten—"

  Princess Zhenzhen raised her chin: "No wait, how can I wait for this palace like this!"

  The delicate carriage moved slowly in the rain, and it was difficult to move forward.

   Jiang Yuanchao hid in a tea shed beside the road to avoid the rain.

  The tea shed is simple and crude, and rainwater leaks in some places.

  Jiang Yuanchao asked for a pot of hot tea and drank it leisurely, staring at the growing rain curtain.

   has already been found, so naturally he doesn't have to follow quietly.

  Speaking of which, he did not lie to General Shao completely, this time out of the city was indeed just a private matter.

   He just wanted to see with his own eyes what she was like when she came back.

  Well, the rain is in time, so that guy should freeze to death.

  Jiang Yuanchao laughed silently, his eyes flickered on a canopy carriage that was approaching gradually.

   What is this character? The guards following the carriage were not simple.

   He was thinking when the carriage suddenly stopped in front of the tea shed.

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