Horse Plague at the North Borders (IX)

Wei Ci opened the book to read it, his lips were briefly raised and his deep black pupils shone with joy. He passed the book to Feng Zhen who was sitting closest to him. Feng Zhen was leaning on his arms as if he didn't have a spine, he desperately wished to lean his entire body on the other person.

Wei Ci used the bamboo scripts to poke at him, all the peoples' attention was diverted towards Feng Zhen. Feng Zhen then secretly scolded Wei Ci for being so cunning. Accepting the book, he opened it and read, then his eyebrows raised briefly. Although he didn't have the gift of foresight, from Jiang Pengji and Wei Ci's attitudes, they could work out what happened.

"Is there trouble at the horse ranches in the North borders?"

Feng Zhen was ignorant about the infection affecting the horses, but after reading the contents of the letter, he vaguely found this surprisingly similar.

Yang Si said, "What - the horse ranches at the North borders are in trouble?"