Nine Hundred and Sixty-Fourth: War in Northern Xinjiang (1)

The King of Northern Xinjiang, who finally fell asleep after taking Anshen Decoction, woke up from the nightmare. He smelled the smell of blood——

"Come on, come on—come on—what's going on outside—"

He had a nightmare, dreaming that someone was holding a knife to kill him.

After waking up, he smelled the thick blood in the air. He was terrified and called for someone.

After shouting for a long time, there was no one, until the Ninth Prince, dressed in plain clothes, opened the curtain and entered the tent. With a smile all over his face, he half-kneeled respectfully and said, "Reporting to my father, the fourth brother led people to force the palace. A group of ministers will work together to arrest and wait for the father to find out!"

It took a long time for the King of Northern Xinjiang to digest the news, his chest seemed to be blocked by something, the eyes were clearly dimmed, and his breath passed.

The Ninth Prince raised his lips and smiled, his eyes flickered with a cold light.

Although the Great King of Beijiang was not dead, he suffered a stroke and was unable to move anything except his eyeballs.

The fourth prince who forced himself into the palace committed suicide in fear of crime, and it is estimated that only the ninth prince knew whether he committed suicide or not.

He has tasted the feeling of being in power, and finally he doesn't have to pretend to be a fool to win the favor of the king, he can show his talents!

"Where is Mr. Sun?"

After dealing with all kinds of matters overnight and strangling the remnants of the fourth child, the Ninth Prince finally remembered the greatest hero——

Sun Wen.

Without this person's plan, how could the Ninth Prince defeat the previous eight wolf-like brothers and have the last laugh?

Sun Wen had very little contact with the Ninth Prince, and the two hooked up only through Harencha's cover.

The Ninth Prince did not believe Sun Wen's suggestion to use the fourth child, and he always had a layer of defense against Sun Wen.

Now seeing the benefits brought to him by the other party, he no longer doubted it.

Such a good talent, if he can't use it, then he can't keep it.

"I don't know."

"That's all, wait for Gu to deal with the matter, and come to the door to plead guilty to the husband in person."

In his heart, it is natural that the power he has secured is more important, and everything else must be left behind, since Sun Wen can't escape anyway.

In fact, Sun Wen not only ran away, he also ran extremely fast.

"Cough cough cough—can you slow down a little bit, the old man can't stand the bumps——"

Seeing that the time was ripe, Sun Wen secretly transferred the property he had earned, and ran away with Wei Ci's confidant caravan.

As soon as he got into the carriage, Sun Wen regretted it. The carriage jolted him so badly that his whole body ached.

The groom who drives the horse is also very helpless.

They are in a hurry now, and they want to return to Chongzhou in the shortest possible time, so there is no delay.

Although they don't know what Sun Wen did in northern Xinjiang, the people above value this old gentleman so much that they dare not neglect him.

The groom said, "Sir, just bear with me a little longer, and you'll be fine when you get to the border."

Sun Wen is an old left-behind old man who has suffered a lot, and he can't bear the hardship.

"Alas—this small body of the old man is about to be tossed apart—"

Sun Wen thought about what he had done in northern Xinjiang all these years, and could only grit his teeth and bear it, no matter how bumpy it was, he couldn't complain of suffering or tiredness.

If he was captured by Beijiang, it would be easy to dismember him by five horses, and revenge and hatred would not be quelled even if his bones and ashes were blown up.

The caravan did not dare to make trouble, and secretly smuggled Sun Wen out of northern Xinjiang under the cover of the goods.

They have been doing business all year round, and the border gates in northern Xinjiang have been well managed, so there is no problem with smuggling individuals.

Looking at the Xiongguan at the border, Sun Wen's face was pale, but his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's.

Great - to be back alive!

Sun Wen has joined Jiang Pengji's camp for some years, but he has never met this lord, which is very strange to say the least.

"Old man Rong takes a shower first, so as not to offend the lord."

Sun Wen is neither humble nor overbearing.

Jiang Pengji assigned Sun Wen a spacious house and smart and brisk servants.

Sun Wen revealed his identity, and the middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper bowed to the end, "I have seen the master."

"grandfather--"

The familiar, heavenly voice hit his eardrums. As soon as Sun Wen entered the inner courtyard, a blue and white figure rushed into his arms.

"Hey, grandpa's darling, Lan Lan—"

Sun Wen took a small step back,

To keep his grandson firmly, he still had some illusions like a dream.

"Lan Lan, aren't you in Maruzhou? Why did you come to Chongzhou?"

Sun Wen hugged his grandson and stared at him.

The grandson, who was thin and dark before, is now cute and round, and his facial features can vaguely see the future style.

Fortunately, the grandson looks like his son when he was a child, otherwise Sun Wen would not have recognized him all at once.

"Let Grandpa see—" Sun Wen was so excited that he burst into tears, "Grandpa's grandson has grown taller, white and fat."

Sun Lan pinched her sleeves shyly, and said, "Lan'er misses grandpa. The college is on holiday, so grandson begged Fengyi to come to Chongzhou together."

"Fengyi? Who is that?" Sun Wen was taken aback.

"A friend my grandson met in Maruzhou, he is also a classmate of my grandson."

Sun Wen felt relieved.

He was willing to be enslaved and blackmailed by Wei Ci in order to let his grandson grow up safely and happily.

Sun Lan went to the academy to make friends, and even her shy and introverted personality became a little cheerful, which made him feel very relieved.

but--

"You came with that Fengyi?"

Two big ass kids came to Chongzhou from Maruzhou?

Sun Lan shook her head with a smile, revealing the gums with a few missing teeth, "Fengyi and Jinghui's fathers are both in Chongzhou. They haven't seen their father for many years. They came to see their father. The grandson also misses grandpa. came with them."

Sun Wen frowned, he had already heard that Feng Yi and Jing Hui's parents were not simple.

"Who is Jinghui?"

It sounds like the name of a girl doll.

With her head down, Sun Lan approached Sun Wen's ear shyly, "She is my grandson's classmate."

Sun Wen knew that his grandson was studying at Jinlin Academy, the teachers were almost all celebrities, and the faculty of the academy was strong.

Sun Wen couldn't be more satisfied with this arrangement.

From the looks of it, Sun Lan was well taken care of in Maruzhou, which is no fault of his troubles in Northern Xinjiang.

Just as he was talking, two children, one tall and one short, came out of the room.

The tall one is a boy, about ten years old, and he already has a handsome demeanor at a young age.

The short one is a girl, although she is young, she has a good manner, her eyes are clear and lively, she is from some family.

Sun Lan introduced, "Grandpa, this is Feng Yi, grandson's classmate, and this is Qi Guan Jinghui."

"The younger generation has met Mr. Sun."

Feng Yi and Qi Guan Jing Hui saluted Sun Wen at the same time.

At this time, Sun Wencai noticed the surnames of the two children.

rich?

Qi Guan?

Sun Wen has never met Jiang Pengji, but he has studied her team.

Looking at it this way, the two children in front of him turned out to be the sons and daughters of Liu Xi's powerful advisers.

My grandson gets along with them more, and the benefits are only more and more.

He is old, and he doesn't know how many years he will live. If Lan Lan can build a good relationship with the people around him, he will be able to take care of him in the future.

But—before he dies, he will do his best to make contributions, which will be the capital of his grandson Lanlan.

Thinking of this, Sun Wen secretly brushed the front of his shirt with his hand.

The placket of the inner layer is a bit thick, and you can't find it unless you touch it carefully.

He sewed something extremely important inside, and smuggled it out of Northern Xinjiang.

Perhaps, it can influence the entire battle situation in northern Xinjiang!