Seeing Gu Chusheng's resolute attitude, Chu Shan didn't try to persuade him any more and just said: "I will convey your words to the general.
It's just a gift from the general."
"With no merit and no virtue, you deserve it."
Gu Chusheng glanced at the box and said firmly: "I will take care of Kunyang's matters myself."
In his previous life, Chu Jianchang was angry about Chu Yu's elopement and ignored the two of them for three years.
At that time, he came alone.
Now that he has the memories of his previous life, he is not afraid or worried.
Chu Jianchang gave him this money because of Chu Jin's face, but now that he didn't plan to marry Chu Jin, he naturally couldn't take this money and let Chu Jianchang look down upon him.
Chu Shan also understood what Gu Chusheng was thinking.
After thinking about it, he sighed and said, "That's all.
I'll go back and reply to the general here.
I'm late.
I'm afraid the general will have to set a date for you to get married."
Gu Chusheng also knew that it would be better to let Chu Jianchang know about such a major event as soon as possible, so he did not try to persuade Chu Shan to stay.
He sent Chu Shan out of Kunyang.
Looking at the stretching mountains in the distance, he put his hands in his sleeves and asked his servants: "What day of the day is today" "Sir, it's the seventh day of the Lunar New Year."
"Seventh day of September" Gu Chusheng murmured the date.
After pondering for a moment, he slowly said: "There are only two days left."
When Chu Shan sent the letter to Gu Chusheng, Chu Yu also counted the accounts of the Wei Mansion in detail.
In recent years, Liang relied on the trust of Liu Xueyang and Wei Zhong to line his own pockets, and indeed took a lot of good things.
Chu Yu counted the accounts and copied them on paper, thinking about how to talk to Liu Xueyang about this matter.
If Liu Xueyang didn't know about such long-term corruption, Chu Yu felt it was impossible.
Even if Liu Xueyang doesn't know, there is always someone in Wei Zhong, Wei Jun, and the Wei family who knows.
But no one said anything for so long, why?
If the Wei family didn't actually care about Liang getting something, Liu Xueyang would be unhappy if she rashly took out the account.
She didn't know the Wei family well.
After thinking for a moment, she wrote a letter to Wei Yun and asked about the family's attitude towards the Liang family.
During these days of correspondence with Wei Yun, she got to know him quite well.
Wei Yun is a person who loves to inquire about gossip.
He is well-informed about all the news in the family, and he talks a lot and is very childish.
It is easy to get information from him.
However, Chu Yu also knew that Wei Yun was doing this for Wei Jun's sake.
Wei Jun should have given Wei Yun something, so that Wei Yun had no defense against her.
Although this young man did not write many letters, he was very punctual and received one letter every seven days.
I reported on my daily life as if I were reporting on military affairs, and then there was nothing else.
His handwriting was very beautiful.
As Chu Yu looked at it, he could vaguely see a bit of Wei Yun from his previous life.
It was the same font as Wei Yun's in the previous life, but in comparison, Wei Yun's characters were more chilling and sharp, while Wei Jun's characters revealed a gentleness like a gentleman.
For communication between the front line and Huajing, if the weather is good, one day and one night will be enough.
If the weather is bad, two days will be enough.
After Chu Yu sent the letter, he fell asleep and planned to go to Liu Xueyang's place tomorrow to get a feel for it, and combined it with Wei Yun's information before making a plan.
However, that night, Chu Yu didn't know what happened to him, and suddenly he had a dream.
The dream was in her previous life, when she had just chased Gu Chusheng to Kunyang.
At that time, Gu Chusheng didn't like her very much, but he couldn't drive her away.
She found a private room in Gu Chusheng County's government office to sleep in, and used money to accommodate Gu Chusheng's family.
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Life.
That day was the Double Ninth Festival.
She prepared flower cakes and chrysanthemum wine, and was going to celebrate the festival with Gu Chusheng.
As soon as she arrived at the door of the study, she heard Gu Chusheng's shocked voice: "How is it possible that 70,000 people were wiped out in Baidi Valley?"
Then the scene changed, and she was in a valley, surrounded by mountains.
There were sounds of fighting, screams, and swords clashing in the valley.
There was fire everywhere, and she couldn't see anyone clearly in the thick smoke.
She only heard Wei Jun yelling: "Father, leave quickly."
She recognized the voice.
When the young man handed him the red silk and stammered the words "Miss Chu", she kept the voice in her heart.
Then she instantly knew where this was.
Baidi Valley.
Seventy thousand troops were wiped out.
She ran towards him desperately, pushing away the crowd to save him.
She screamed his name: "Weijun Weijun" However, the other party couldn't hear her.
She only saw a dozen feather arrows piercing his chest.
He was still holding the spear and turned around with difficulty.
In the firelight, his delicate face was stained with blood.
This time, his voice still stuttered, but was trembling because of pain, and he called her name, Miss Chu Chu.
She tried her best to move forward, but when she ran in front of him, the fire had dissipated, and white mist began to appear around him.
He was buried in a pile of people, and there were corpses everywhere.
There was a young man holding a blood-stained spear and wearing broken armor.
His voice was hoarse and he was crying: "Father, brother, where are you?"
Chu Yu didn't dare to move.
She slowly turned her head and saw Wei Yun.
He had a red cloth band tied around his head.
Because he was still underage, young men would wear this band when they went to the battlefield as an incentive.
His face was stained with blood, and his eyes were filled with fear and confusion.
He rummaged through the bodies one by one and called them by name.
"Third Brother" "Fifth Brother" "Brother Six" "Fourth Brother" "Second brother" "Father" Finally, he finally found Wei Jun.
When he turned the young general over from the pile of dead people, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, and the accumulated tears burst out, and he hugged Wei Jun tightly.
"Big brother" He howled so loudly that the whole valley was filled with his cries.
"Sister-in-law is still waiting for you."
"You promised to go home.
Brother, wake up.
I will die for you.
Don't leave Xiao Qi behind."
"brother father" Wei Yun cried loudly and loudly, but there were corpses all around, and no one could respond to him.
The boy who was like a bird, cried little by little, turning into despair, anger, hatred, and fear.
Chu Yu watched quietly, looking at the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, watching the God of Death return.
There is a vague shadow of Wei Yun when she first met him.
The king of Zhenbei, Yama Wei Qi, Wei Yun.
The man who died in battle at the age of fourteen, and who, at the age of fifteen, carried the burden of life and death to the border to save the country from fire and water.
After that, he was alone and became the backbone of the country.
However, she didn't have the same admiration, respect, or vigilance or worry as she did back then.
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She looked at the young man and felt a lot of heartache coming over him.
It shouldn't be like this.
Wei Xiaoqi, this shouldn't be like this.
She stepped forward quickly, wanting to call him, but at this moment, the dream stopped abruptly, and she woke up suddenly.
The sun fell on her face and she gasped for breath.
Wanyue came in with some face wash and said with a smile, "My young lady got up late today."
Wanyue and Changyue liked the Wei family, so they changed their names and called them Mrs.
Chu Yu.
Chu Yu couldn't recover from her dream.
Wanyue came forward, waved her fingers in front of her eyes and said, "Young lady is having a nightmare."
Chu Yu slowly retracted her gaze and stopped at Wanyue.
Her consciousness, which had collapsed in her dream, finally recovered a little.
She said in a hoarse voice: "What day does it begin today?"
"You really slept like a fool."
Wanyue chuckled, with a hint of helplessness in her eyes: "Today is the Double Ninth Festival, the ninth day of September.
You also ordered us to prepare flower cakes and chrysanthemum wine last night."
Before he finished speaking, Chu Yu put on his shoes, bought enough clothes to change, and ran towards the backyard where the pigeons were managed.
Before she could recover, she stood up suddenly and couldn't help but feel dizzy.
She stumbled a bit as she walked, bumping into Chang Yue who walked in carelessly, and she also fell to the ground due to inertia.
Chang Yue said "Ouch" and was about to curse when she saw Wan Yue hurriedly come to help Chu Yu.
She was stunned and said: "Young Madam, what are you doing?"
"Where's Wei Qiu?"
Chu Yu finally reacted and raised his voice, which was much sharper: "Call Wei Qiu over."
Wanyue realized something was wrong and quickly asked Wei Qiu to come over.
When Wei Qiu rushed over, Chu Yu finished washing and finally calmed down a little.
She raised her head and looked at Wei Qiu: "Is there any news from the border?"
Wei Qiu was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "There is no news yet."
"If there is any news," Chu Yu said solemnly: "Notify me as soon as possible, and try every means to stop the news first.
You can't tell others, but you understand."
Wei Qiu didn't understand why Chu Yu gave such an order, but thinking of Wei Jun's secret order, he still nodded.
That day, Chu Yu was not in the mood to care about anything else.
She didn't want to eat or drink, so she waited beside the pigeon house.
At night, a carrier pigeon finally flew in.
Chu Yu didn't wait for it to land, jumped up, and caught the carrier pigeon in his hand.
She quickly took off the note and saw Wei Yun's scrawled handwriting on it.
The paper was still stained with blood, and it was obviously written in a hurry.
"On the eighth day of September, my father and brothers were trapped in Baidi Valley.
I went to reinforce them and had to prepare for the worst."
The eighth day of September, Baidi Valley.
Chu Yu's mind buzzed and he almost tore the paper into pieces.
I went anyway.
Why did you go anyway?
I obviously promised her, why did I go anyway?
The author has something to say: Let me revise it here.
It was said earlier that the number of troops annihilated in Baidi Valley was 200,000.
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After thinking about it, it was a bit exaggerated, so I changed it here to 70,000.
The previous one will be revised. gd1806102: