The eighty-ninth sheet of God is irreversible(2/2)
Lan Li looked at the Razer that rolled over the sky from time to time, and felt helpless:
"I hope this is the last rain before winter..."
Lanley doesn't like rainy days.
Especially along the Yangtze River.
When it rains, you can always hear some bad news.
For example, floods are flooded in some places, heavy rains are caused to break the dam, and fertile fields are poured back by rivers.
Even the former Yunmengze, now Dongting Lake.
From time to time, several horrifying noises came.
In short, being along the Yangtze River and too much rain is really not a good thing.
Looking at the raindrops dripping from the eaves, Lan Li was stunned.
In front of the gate of the Lan Mansion, Zuo Zhong stumbled and broke in.
"Young Master! You are there, and I have an urgent matter to report!!!"
Zuo Zhong roared at the top of his throat, and Lan Li could hear it clearly through several courtyard walls.
With a frown, Lan Li nodded at Green Clothes beside her.
"Luyi, go and welcome your elder brother Zuo in."
Green clothes bowed and responded.
Not long after, she came back with Zuo Zhong, who was covered in mud.
"I have met the young master."
"Well...what's going on with you?"
Looking at Zuo Zhong's embarrassing look, Lan Li frowned and said,
"Didn't you go to Dongting Villa to train a servant? How did you make this look?"
Dongting Villa.
It is the enclave manor of the Lan family.
Located on one side of Dongting Lake, it is facing water on three sides.
Although the area is a little smaller, it is undoubtedly a good place for birds singing and flowers.
Zuo Zhong heard this and pulled his clothes.
Then he laughed:
"Young master, don't laugh at me, aren't you in a hurry?"
"Well, is something wrong with Dongting?"
"No, Dongting is pretty good. I've also kicked Xiaojiu into Donghai. I've collected taxes for you..."
"Then are you?"
"Hehehe, young master, there is really a big deal this time..."
"Don't keep it aside."
"The Mongols went south..."
"Hmm? The Mongols went south?"
Suddenly, when he heard the news about the Mongols from Zuo Zhong, Lan Li was stunned.
What's going on?
Even if the Mongols want to go south, wouldn’t there be half a Jin Kingdom in between?
Besides, he had not received the news. Where did Zuo Zhong, who had just returned from Dongting Lake, get the news?
"Brother back, these barbarians have gone south."
When talking, Zuo Zhong corrected his hat and said with a chuckle:
"The 18,000 cavalry came down from Zhenglingkou. The Jin people helped block the news. It is estimated that our military newspaper will be received in two days."
"Uh...what road they took in Luoyang?"
"Yes, I went straight to this King of Zhennan!"
While talking, Zuo Zhong licked his lips.
Then he let out a grim smile:
"There have been some people in the Jin Dynasty who have long been dissatisfied with the King of Zhennan, and the second Northern Expedition that Yue Shuai is still preparing for.
The Jin Kingdom is now under attack from both sides.
As a last resort, I could only release the Mongols, hoping to relieve the pressure."
"Wanyan Kang was abandoned by Jin Guo?"
"I guess yes."
"Swish, I'm still waiting for this King of Zhennan to go to Shengjing to fight for the throne. It seems that he has no hope."
He said something jokingly, and Lanli's heart was not fluctuating.
The Mongols had already prepared for going south.
Before, he stirred up storms in the world, and was the first to destroy Mingjiao.
Isn’t it just to clear the obstacles before heading south?
Now that the Jin Kingdom is willing to ced a piece of enclave for them, Mongolia, which has been prepared for a long time, will naturally not miss the opportunity!
With a genealogy in his heart, Lan Li smiled and blinked at Zuo Zhong:
"Where did you get this news?"
"Report to the young master, it was a military man named Wu Song who spread the news."
"Wu Song?"
"Yes! When he came to the door, he said, "Young Master, you have been very kind to his brother. This time I remind you that I hope that my Lan family can make more preparations."
"Is that true?"
Lan Li nodded thoughtfully.
Wu Song's brother is naturally Wu Dalang.
That was two years ago.
If Zuo Zhong hadn't mentioned it, Lan Li would have almost forgotten him.
Will good people be rewarded?
Such an idea flashed through his mind, and a smile appeared on Renli's face.
"I know the matter. Zuo Zhong, please go down and rest first. Run all the way in the rain. Remember to take a hot shower."
"Hehe, it's okay, Lao Zuo's body is firm."
"Go quickly."
"Here!"
As he said this, Zuo Zhong stepped down and called on his servants to help him burn the water.
Listening to the shouting outside the courtyard wall.
Lan Li thought about it and looked up at the sky unconsciously.
The drizzle kept falling.
From time to time, a few thunder sounds came.
Chapter completed!