Warrior in Turbulent Han Dynasty

Zhou Xian walked into the hall of the high-level residence in the ceremony hall, and realized that today is really not a good weather, and Tokyo is not a good place... It's dry and cold! It neither snowed nor rained, and it was gray and cold.

She saw clearly the whole body of the courier waiting in the hall with just one glance, and thought that this person was very annoying, maybe Zhou Duan had no useful people around him. The messenger was indeed sent by Zhou Duan. Zhou Xian recognized him and sent two letters before.

"Bring it." Zhou Xian suddenly looked very rude.

The messenger had no choice but to respectfully take out the letter and hand it over. Zhou Xian said angrily after receiving it: "Don't send letters all the time!"

"What did the villain do wrong?" The messenger looked puzzled.

Only then did Zhou Xian come back to his senses, turned around and left without saying anything. She went back and opened the letter randomly, read it distractedly, and felt that Zhou Duan was full of nonsense, it was all about their leaving Tokyo, and it was a purely polite letter.

She sat down beside a round table, biting her vermilion lips with her white teeth, and said in her heart: I will never take the initiative to have anything to do with him, that's all! Now even if he wants to meet again, I will not agree.

At this moment, the servant who had just reported the letter came in again and said, "Ma'am, someone wants to see you again, it's a woman."

"No!" Zhou Xian blurted out.

The servant girl was startled, and said in a low voice: "Then I'll turn her down and find some excuse..."

"Wait." Zhou Xian frowned, "Since it's a woman, you bring her in and ask what's the matter."

"Here." The servant girl responded.

After a while, a tall and plump beautiful woman with an indifferent expression was brought in. She was wearing a lapel gown. Judging by her expression, she seemed to be a lady with a higher status than Zhou Xian... But Zhou Xian recognized her. Jing Niang glanced at Zhou Xian, and said with a complicated expression: "Mrs. Li, can I take a step to speak?"

This woman deliberately bit the word Mrs. Li very hard, and seemed to have a faint contemptuous tone.

"Come here." Zhou Xian glanced at the doors and windows, and said calmly.

The woman approached and said coldly: "My family, Alang, was afraid that you would not be able to confirm that he sent me, so he specially sent me. Have you seen me? If not, I really don't want to do such a thing."

Zhou Xian said coldly: "What business does he have, you can talk directly, you don't have to talk about what's useful or not."

Jing Niang said: "Turn left when you go out of the ceremony hall, and then go south, you will see Daxiangguo Temple, the largest building of "Tokyo Spring Tea" in the north of the temple, go upstairs to see my family Alang."

Jing Niang's tone was very blunt: "Your husband is going to see the Minister of Rites now, and he won't come back before dark."

Zhou Xian said coldly: "He inquired very clearly."

Jing Niang said: "What are you asking? It was A Lang who instigated Wang Pu to invite your husband, saying that he wanted to make friends with the Southern Tang Kingdom."

Jing Niang's tone made Zhou Xian feel a kind of insult, feeling ashamed and annoyed in his heart, he blurted out: "No! What is he going to do in a fair manner, I am not someone like him, what kind of friendship do I have, why can he come and go when he is called?"

"Aren't you going?" Jingniang asked, looking Zhou Xian up and down.

Zhou Xian said: "If you don't want to go, you won't go. You can go, but we won't stay with you."

Jing Niang nodded: "Then I can go back and say something."

After Zhou Xian waited for her to leave, he grabbed the teacup on the table and tried to drop it, but in the end he put it back on the table heavily. She was so angry that her chest heaved and her face flushed.

After dawdling for a long time, she finally realized: This matter is entirely due to Jing Niang's ineffectiveness, otherwise why did Guo Shaofei make so many troubles? But Guo Shao didn't seem to have a better choice. For such a private appointment to go out by herself, she must be sure that it was someone sent by Guo Shao; otherwise, Zhou Xian would not go out without permission for safety. Zhou Xian couldn't confirm Guo Shao's handwriting either. What kind of handwriting could there be in the letter last time? It was written with his left hand!

Zhou Xian couldn't blame Guo Shao, but the most unreliable person to do things was a woman! But there was only one person around him who had seen him.

She understands that it has nothing to do with Guo Shao, but her mood has been completely destroyed. If it was normal, she would never hesitate... But today is the last chance to say goodbye.

Zhou Xian hesitated for a while, feeling that he couldn't feel at ease. At this moment, my heart is very impetuous, and I am not in the mood to do anything at all, just thinking about what happened just now.

"Come on!" She finally called out, stood up, and said with a frown, "Go ask someone to prepare the carriages and horses. I'll go to my cousin's house and say goodbye to her."

The slaves went out in response. Zhou Xian hurried into the room to find a relatively new set of clothes to change into. After looking at the bronze mirror, he quickly changed again; then he tidied up his hair in front of the mirror, and applied some light makeup to touch up, especially his lips, which hadn't adapted to the winter climate in Tokyo. They were a bit dry and needed some rouge to look better.

After a lot of tossing, Zhou Xian thought about it. He had already rejected Jingniang just now, and Guo Shao is still waiting in the teahouse? This mighty general probably doesn't have so much free time to do such useless things.

Zhou Xian was suddenly slumped, feeling that nothing went well today! Can't do anything well!

At this moment, the servant said: "Ma'am, the carriages and horses are ready."

"Yeah." Zhou Xian pulled his face and stood up expressionlessly. To continue this matter as if there is no goal at all, maybe... it is okay to make a special trip to say goodbye to Chen Jiali, since there is nothing to do anyway. Although she and Chen Jiali were intriguing, the conflict had not yet reached the point where they would tear each other apart. Aren't most of the relationships between aristocratic families and palaces like this?

The streets of Tokyo are still very peaceful. Although this is a war-torn country, this is the capital after all. Every street has at least one official store, and there are tolerances on duty day and night to maintain law and order. There are also forbidden troops stationed on important roads.

Zhou Xian rode a carriage all the way to Chen Jiali's Mansion in the west of the city.

As soon as she said she wanted to say goodbye to Chen Jiali, Chen Jiali covered her mouth and smiled softly: "I think you want to ask for help, see General Guo?"

Zhou Xiandao: "We're going back to Jinling tomorrow, but he sent someone to say goodbye, but I refused. I'm afraid we've all gone to the place where he made an appointment."

"Where is it?" Chen Jiali said, "If my cousin regrets rejecting him, it's not a big deal. Let's go and see if he is there; if he isn't, I'll send someone to ask him to go again. It's not a big deal."

Zhou Xian remained silent.

Chen Jiali glanced at her with a smile, turned her head and called Aunt Sun to come in, and said: "Settle the people brought by my cousin, and say that she wants to eat at the house. Send a few more people, my cousin and I are going out for a while."

At this point, Zhou Xian said: "Just go and see, if he has already left, then send me back. It's not important, I must see you... I just want to thank him for helping my husband... Say goodbye, that's all."

Chen Jiali said solemnly: "General Guo helped a lot, compared to my cousin's loss, it's nothing. We should be a little more considerate in terms of etiquette."