C6

Fringe City...

The look in his eyes became distant as he remained silent for a long time.

Fringe City was a pain in his heart, a wound in his heart, a puzzle that he could not solve in this lifetime, a nightmare that he could not let go of.

When Su Wenxi saw that Lou Zigui didn't make a sound, she thought to herself, Why do I need to ask this brat? How would I know where bean sprouts are? Such a young child! If you want to ask him, you might as well ask Jing Ji!

Just as he was about to ask Jing Ji, he heard the deep voice of Lou Zigui saying, "Fringe City is two hundred and eighty miles away from the capital. It's the first pass for the outsiders!"

Su Wenxi quickly calculated the distance in her mind. One Li in ancient times was equivalent to 400 meters in modern times, 400 meters in modern times, 112000 meters in 280 miles, and 112 kilometers in modern times. If a car was going at 100 meters per hour, it would only take a little more than an hour to arrive, and if the fast horses in ancient times were going at 50 kilometers per hour, it would only take a little more than two hours to kill their way here.

Su Wenxi was momentarily struck dumb.

Don't the emperors of this era lack brains? Didn't you set up the capital so close to the Fringe so that it would clearly be trampled upon?" No wonder Jing Ji was so flustered. Shouldn't they go back now to clean up the mess and run for their lives? Perhaps a slightly slower leg would be like the modern TV series: a soldier like a locust, a human life like a straw.

What was she doing? When she first passed through here, although she was conflicted, she was still feeling gratified looking at the green mountains and the fresh air around her. How many years would it take for her to succumb?

Aren't you being too dog-blooded?

"Are we going to fight?" Su Wenxi nervously asked Ziying. He had completely forgotten that he had just now treated the other party as a brat who knew nothing and was much younger than him.

"Not for the time being. After Fringe City, there are still two more entrances. It will not be easy to break in. " When he finished speaking, he pursed his lips, revealing a trace of stubbornness and seriousness.

Su Wenxi didn't think too much about it. Her mind was filled with data on the war that was about to start due to the invasion of the foreign invaders.

How long is this temporary? Months or years? This was a huge difference.

You said that as the emperor, you had nothing to do after eating your fill all day, yet now you're flirting with a girl just to listen to a song, who said anything about you? If you don't enjoy life, what war are you fighting?

There are so many monarchs in history, can't you just find one and imitate it? Since they were invading without a reason, could there be a higher goal? Can't we just let our parents live in peace and work for the rest of the year? Must the smoke rise and the corpses fall in order to satisfy your ambitions?

Su Wenxi finished her criticisms and looked at Jing Ji with a worried expression, "Why did the Fringe City fall? Who defended the city? " It was with the sorrow of someone who hated the fact that he had failed.

The defense of the city would be useful. It was such an important barrier! It was like watching a gate in your own house. You put in a Teddy who didn't know how to bite, but not only could you not see the things in your house, you could also see them holding on to things that you had stolen, and even shook hands with them before you left to send them off.

The more Su Wenxi thought about it, the more she felt that it was unreliable. Was he an old man who had lost his head, or a little yellow brat who was still in his infancy? Can you guys do anything more reliable?

Jing Ji finally caught his breath and relayed the news he heard from others, "I heard that food and fodder have been cut off in the city. The soldiers of the city guarded the city for more than two months and their gates were opened by the people who came from the inner sect. The people of a city have become prisoners. "

Su Wenxi was immediately surprised. "Am I not good at geography or is there something wrong with this?" The foreign invaders had invaded from the outside, so the food should have been supplied from the inside. How could they have cut off the food? "What does that mean?"

Jing Ji looked at Su Wenxi with a puzzled expression. He scratched his bald head, obviously not understanding what she meant. Seeing Su Wenxi looking at him like she was going to solve a problem, he could only say, "Anyway, I heard it from someone else."

Su Wenxi thought for a moment and felt discouraged. What did this five-year-old kid know? It would be great if he could make sense of what he had heard.

In the blink of an eye, Lou Zigui saw that his eyes were still fixated on a certain page in the book. He reached out and knocked on the book in his hands. If you can't lift your shoulder, can't you lift your mouth to back off the enemy? "If you have the time, you might as well strengthen your body. If by any chance you escape, you won't drag others down!"

As he was talking, Dong Yan spoke outside the car.

It turned out that Old Master Su had not seen their carriage for a long time, so he sent someone to interrogate them.

Su Wenxi quickly raised her voice to call the coachman to drive the carriage forward.

"Elder sister, do you have anything to eat? If you go down the mountain so early in the morning, I'd be starving!" Jing Ji asked Su Wenxi while rubbing his empty stomach.

Su Wenxi tapped Jing Ji's little bald head with a finger and said with a straight face, "Where is my sister?"

Jing Ji embarrassedly touched the place where Su Wenxi knocked on, stubbornly saying, "Buddha said family does not use words."

Su Wenxi laughed. "You're learning like a bookworm now." Buddha didn't teach you how to be good to others? I'm hiding my identity here, so you have to expose me there. You can't call me Young Master against your will, but can't call me Benefactor? "

Jing Ji touched his bald head and giggled, "I got it, Sis!"

Outside, Hong Ying'er giggled and laughed, "I already told you not to call me sister, but you still call me that." It seems like I'm really hungry and my mind isn't working! "

Su Wenxi smiled at Jing Ji and said, "It would be weird if you weren't hungry, considering the bowl of porridge in the temple that morning." Reaching into the rattan box, he fished out a fat chicken leg wrapped in oil paper.

Jing Ji's eyes lit up and he happily received it: "Thank you, sister!"

Su Wenxi: "…" Forget it, a five-year-old brat. Why bother with him?

Hong Ying'er who was standing outside, "…"

You really don't have to thank my Miss. She simply likes to eat this chicken drumstick and even coaxed our Master into thinking that it was the most delicious food in the world in her eyes.

On the other side, the pensive Lou Zigui caught a whiff of the fragrance. He turned around and saw Jing Ji's naked head pointing at the shiny chicken leg in his hands. He opened his mouth and the chicken leg went straight into a large hole.

He was immediately speechless.

Jing Ji raised his eyes and met with the strange gaze of Ziying. He immediately felt a bit embarrassed.

Su Wenxi laughed and said, "The meat and wine passed through my intestines, Buddha kept it in her heart. You are now long body, the temple rice is not even oily flower, what do you take long body? Eat, recite Buddha after eating your fill, do good deeds and do good deeds. Buddha is merciful, I will forgive you! "

"…" Why didn't he find it strange that these words came out of Su Wenxi's mouth?

Su Wenxi had already passed a handkerchief to Jing Ji and said, "Don't eat until oil drips from your clothes. Carefully tell your master that he is punishing you by copying the Buddhist scriptures!"

"Thank you, sister!" Jing Ji ate happily, so he deserved to be happy.

Su Wenxi: "…" She didn't care about this kid!

Jingan Temple was actually not a big temple. It used to be a place for quiet cultivation after the emperor abdicated his throne. Thus, the meditation room and abode were strictly regulated.

Hong Guang is a slightly plump monk with a deep, compassionate face.

Su Wenxi respectfully greeted him and stood to the side. She was just like a well-behaved, well-behaved lady from a noble family.

Hong Guang smiled lovingly at her and nodded his head. His eyes fell on the face of Ziying with a somewhat astonished expression. "Young Master's eyes are penetrating and his eyebrows are hidden. He doesn't seem like an ordinary child."

Old Master Su, who was standing beside her, laughed, "This is the son of an old friend!" With a smile, he called out to Ziying and Hong Guang.

Lou Cheng looked at him for a moment before saying with a smile, "You're about the same age as Jing Ji. Let Jing Ji take you and Miss Su for a walk around the temple!"

Su Wenxi immediately said, "Ziying loves to read books. Can we go to the Pavilion?"

In a word, those who knew her all looked over in surprise. The young miss Su had taken the initiative to go to the Scripture Pavilion to read. How could there be such an inharmonious situation?

Hong Guang laughed, "Of course not." Tell Jing Ji to take the two of them to the Pavilion.

Old Master Su Yuan was worried that Su Wenxi would go mad and run to the back of the mountain, so he was relieved. He ordered Dong Yan and Hong Ying'er to follow him, then sent a servant to follow them.

Watching the few of them leave the meditation room, Hong Guang then smiled and asked Old Master Su, "Miss is getting more and more knowledgeable, but why is Almsgiver Su frowning and feeling depressed?"

Old Master Su sighed and smiled bitterly, "I can't hide it from the host. The border city had fallen and the state of the imperial government was unclear. He was afraid that another upheaval would occur. I am already at the end of my life, but I have nothing to linger for. It's just that with this woman by my side, I can't help but worry for her. Master, how is the situation? "

"Outside of the buddhist gate, it is not a place for us disciples to practice. We do not discuss foreign affairs. "

"Where did all these people come from, outside the door? All living things were in his heart, so why did he need to send his disciples to investigate when he needed peace of mind? When you entered the buddhist faith to save the world, when the world was in trouble, did you ever think about leaving the buddhist faith to save the world? "

Hong Guang said in a hurry, "Sir, be very careful. "Since Hong Guang has entered the Buddhist Sect, he intends to spend his life meddling in buddhist affairs. He will not think twice."

"What I said wasn't a test. If Fringe City fell, Ming Ting would be dead. Now, you and I, in this destitute place, whether we live or die, depends on our current attitude. "Does the host want to wait here for the edict or …"

Hong Guang smiled lightly: "If the higher-ups were to suspect me, why would we drag it out until today? The Ming Court had bitterly guarded Fringe City for many years. Today, they had been martyred, so something must have happened in the imperial court. You and I are far from the court, and some things are beyond our power. "

On the other side, Su Wenxi and Ziying followed Jing Ji into the pavilion, where they waited outside with Dong Yan and Hong Ying'er.

Su Wenxi directly asked Jing Ji, "Do you have any books on geographical maps? Just take them out and take a look!"

Jing Ji looked at Su Wenxi with a puzzled expression. "I only have a few travel notes, I don't have any pictures."

How could there be no plans for such a huge scripture? Su Wenxi didn't believe him.

"The Geographic Atlas can only be equipped during battles. It's forbidden to keep it in your library," he added, sweeping through the bookshelves that were several feet high from floor to ceiling. There won't be one here. "

Not even a map? Is there a mistake?

Su Wenxi was slightly anxious. Now that the city was gone, how was she supposed to escape if she didn't even know which direction to take?

How about the current emperor was unreliable? If you can't defend the city and make your citizens flee, aren't you courting your own death?

It made her think of modern tourism to Korea. You couldn't let the people live a good life, and you wouldn't let them move to a place where they could live a good life. It was like watching you sleep in a pit of fire while you were covered in ice.

This was too shameless!