Zhang Yanxiong walked quickly to Zhang Rou carrying a baggage and a long sword.
"Commander, we got the information! We have also killed Li Xia!"
Zhang Rou turned her head and said with some confusion: "So easy?"
"Yes!" Zhang Yanxiong said: "His traces were found in the west of Weishan Mountain. Several soldiers chased him. He jumped from the hill and smashed his head in the ditch."
"He could force Wu Lang like that and die like this? Fake death." Zhang Rou was very disdainful, snorted coldly, and said: "Ha... I smashed my head, you can't be fooled like this."
"Commander, please look at this!"
Zhang Yanxiong lifted the baggage in his hand and placed it in front of Zhang Rou.
Zhang Rou opened the cloth bag and picked up one of the books. When she opened it, she saw a sentence in Mongolian.
He can understand.
"As long as there is a piece of meat left in the family of Ogedai Khan that even cattle and dogs will not eat even if it is wrapped in grease and grass, we will not give our sweat to others..."
For a moment, Zhang Rou was stunned.
He closed the book and said angrily: "How dare they?! How dare they give this kind of news to the people of Song Dynasty! Yang Zhengqing!"
He knew what this information meant.
After the death of Genghis Khan, the throne of Khan was inherited by his third son Ogedai. After Ogedai's death, Meng Ge is now the son of Genghis Khan's fourth son Tolei.
Over the years, Meng Ge has continued to suppress opponents, and the Khan's position has been continuously consolidated. Even Zhang Rou doesn't know that the descendants of Wo Kuotai have not given up, and the news about Mobei is too far away for him...
After a long time, Zhang Yanxiong saw that Zhang Rou was still in a daze and asked hurriedly: "Commander, is this the information Mr. Taining said?"
"Um."
"I finally got it. I think Li Xia will never throw away the information he worked so hard to get so easily. Therefore, Li Xia should really be dead."
Zhang Rou was silent, as if she still didn't believe it.
Zhang Yanxiong added: "No matter how capable a person is, his death is just a matter of time. It is not uncommon for heroes to die suddenly in recent years."
"How many casualties were there?"
"Two people."
"Are any soldiers missing?"
"This... Mingyi is still investigating. I will report it to the commander as soon as I get the information."
Zhang Rou picked up the books on the case and was in a daze for a moment. She murmured in a low voice: "Why did you lose this information? Why?"
Suddenly, a servant girl ran over in a panic.
"Alang, Alang, it's not good! The eldest sister fainted..."
Zhang Rou quickly stood up and walked to the backyard.
After walking around in the courtyard and waiting for a while, I finally saw Yan'er coming out.
"Sister, are you awake?"
"Alang, wake up..."
As soon as they entered the room, they saw Zhang Wenjing sitting there wiping away tears, with tearful eyes on her face, looking heartbroken. Zhang Rou felt very distressed, and hurriedly stepped forward to apologize and said with a smile: "What's wrong with my eldest sister?"
Zhang Wenjing turned her back and ignored him.
Zhang Rou knew why she was like this, so she thought it would be better to let her daughter think that Li Xia was dead, so as not to end it again.
"What's going on? If it's because of Li Xia's death, my eldest sister doesn't have to do it. How can I vent my anger on an outsider and your father?"
Zhang Wenjing said nothing, but Zhang Rou could feel her unwillingness to talk to him.
"My father didn't send someone to kill me. He panicked and fell into a mountain stream and died... I plan to follow the wishes of my eldest sister and take this man under my command. But you see, his fate is like this. Who can blame him?"
?If you want to blame, just blame Zhang Yanxiong for not doing things well. In this way, I punish him severely so that I don't have to vent my anger, okay?"
After a while.
Zhang Rou said again: "You stupid girl, you are treating me like this because your father is angry with you? Okay, okay, don't be angry anymore. My father heard that the Zhang family in Pizhou collected a famous piano."
Duyou' was made during the Taihe period of the Tang Dynasty. I'm going to give it to you. How about writing this off?"
After exchanging good words for a long time, Zhang Wenjing kept crying on her back.
Zhang Rou lost her temper and scolded her with a straight face: "You are my Zhang Rou and Zhang Degang's daughter. You should have some backbone. How can you cry and complain about trivial things? Collect your tears! Don't cry anymore!"
Zhang Wenjing still ignored him.
Zhang Rou was furious and slapped the table, causing the tea cups and plates to clang.
"Eat everything inside and outside, and stop crying!"
The general who walked out of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood shouted angrily, and an ordinary person would be shocked to death.
Zhang Wenjing was not afraid of him, she turned her head and glared at Zhang Rou stubbornly.
"Then you kill me."
Seeing that her daughter was finally willing to speak, Zhang Rou calmed down her anger and smiled apologetically again, saying, "Look, you're not really angry as a father for saying such serious things. Why bother making trouble at home because of an outsider?"
"I just like Li Xia." Zhang Wenjing suddenly cried and shouted.
Zhang Rou was stunned.
Zhang Wenjing seemed to have really lost control for a moment, shouting: "I like him, I like him... wu wu... you ask me if I like him, can I, a daughter, admit it directly? But you just killed me.
He...you obviously know...wuwu...if he dies, my life will be meaningless..."
Zhang Rou seemed to be stunned for a moment, shook her head, and sighed: "Silly sister, you are too young to understand. There is nothing in this world that you will not be interested in if he dies. In the future, there will be more outstanding young heroes...
…”
"No, I understood when I heard the news of his death... I have only liked him in my life... No one can make me cry or laugh like that... I thought that if I wanted to marry someone else, I would have to guard the deep house all my life...
…I don’t want to live that kind of life…I only like Li Xia…”
"You don't understand, you don't understand." Zhang Ju said: "As time goes by, you will forget about Li Xia..."
Zhang Wenjing picked up the scissors on the dressing table and cut off a piece of her hair with a click.
"what are you doing?!"
"I want to cut off my hair and become a nun..."
"Unfilial daughter! Take it from me!"
Zhang Rou stared at her daughter for a long time. Seeing how stubborn her eyes were, she finally sighed and said, "That's enough. Li Xia faked his death. He must still be alive."
"You lied to me earlier and told me to spare his life, but then you killed him and tried to lie to me again."
"I'm not lying to you, he must not be dead yet..."
The father and daughter were still arguing inside, when suddenly they heard someone outside the courtyard shouting: "Alang, please come over to the front hall. I have something urgent to report."
Zhang Rou frowned and tried to persuade her daughter a few more words.
The shouting started again outside the hospital.
"Alang, Jingsaburo has something urgent to report."
"what happened?"
"He said it was really urgent."
Zhang Rou became increasingly annoyed and strode outside.
"Damn it, I can't even catch it, what a fart!"
…
Yan'er, who was waiting outside, dared to run into the house.
"Sister, why are you arguing with Alang like this? I only saw General Zhang come back with a sword and a baggage, so Li Xia may not be dead..."
"I know."
"Um?"
Zhang Wenjing wiped away her tears and said softly: "I know, how could a person like him die so easily?"
Yan'er tilted her head, a little confused.
"What about you, eldest sister?"
But Zhang Wenjing puffed her cheeks slightly and said with a little temper, "Anyway, if I make a fuss like this, let's see if my father dares to kill him..."