On June 22, 17th year of Zhaowu, today is the seventh day after Qin Lei arrived at the city of Xiangyang.

Accompanied by Yang Wenyu, it was almost noon. The two of them returned to the Central Army tent to have a meal. The food in the army was very simple. Even if the supply from the Fuxing Yamen was endless, it would be impossible to eat as usual.

Large pieces of beef with sauce, whole roasted geese, fried three mushrooms with green onions, and a large bowl of stewed elbow meat, plus bright red soup, it tastes very special.

The two of them were really hungry, so they lowered their heads and snorted for a while. When they felt a little full, they raised their heads and said, scooping a bowl of water shield egg flower soup and pressing the greasy. Qin Lei asked softly: "Have you written the good news for the court?"

Yang Wenyu swallowed the last piece of cake in his mouth, then drank the pure vegetable soup, nodded and said, "I prepared it last night." He said that, and asked his personal soldiers to take it out from behind the tent and let Qin Lei take it for his inspection.

Qin Lei wiped his hands and took the memorial and looked carefully. After a while, Qin Lei pondered: "The deadline given by the imperial court is the end of July. I think there should be no problem, right?"

Yang Wenyu thought for a while and nodded, "The food in the city has been cut off for almost a month, and we have blocked the organization several times. The defeated bandits in Shannan and the local believers faced each other's tit-for-tat, and bloody battles broke out in order to grab the food. Moreover, it is widely rumored that their Buddha girl was killed by the Buddha's son. In addition, after the Buddha's son ascended the throne, he was arrogant and extravagant, and did not care about the life and death of the people. Compared with the original Buddha girl, it can be said that it is in heaven and underground, so the believers' trust in the pseudo-emperor has dropped to freezing point."

After a pause, Yang Wenyu concluded: "Together with these signs, we will finally believe that the entire southern territory will be restored by almost the end of June and early July."

Qin Lei smiled and said, "That's why the numbers on the memorial are quite conservative."

Yang Wenyu also saw that Qin Lei had other meanings, so he asked tentatively: "What does the prince mean?"

Qin Lei laughed and said, "Wen Yu, no one will reward us if we complete it in advance, and until the last moment, who knows if there will be any changes? So I think it's better to be more stable."

Yang Wenyu smiled bitterly and said, "The prince is a very honest and polite word, but the military situation is like fire. How can he delay it casually?"

Seeing that he had misunderstood, Qin Lei explained calmly: "How to fight this battle, how to fight? Gu means delaying the time for reporting."

Yang Wenyu thought about it and it did not affect the battle. Then he nodded and said, "Just relying on the prince's instructions, I don't know what kind of days are suitable?"

Qin Lei pondered and said, "Since the court gave it to the end of July, it's not useless, just write it before July 25th." He had a premonition that the news of the revival of the south reached the court when he was recalled. However, he still had many things that he had not finished dealing with, so he could not return to the court without any beginning or end.

Yang Wenyu nodded and asked again: "What about the result of the battle? Double or triple?"

"It's enough twice as long as you have, you'll be embarrassed if you have too many orphans."

It happened that the Zhennan Army’s report and Gong Liangyu’s secret letter were almost placed in front of the desks of the two big men in Kyoto.

Li Hun didn't read the letter, and all the documents were read to him by the staff. When the brightly-faced staff member of the blue shirt held two letters and asked him which letter he wanted to listen to first, Old Man Li, who was sitting on the tiger-skin chair with a big sword, said quietly: "I don't want to listen to either, grandma, there is no good news."

The staff member smiled and opened two letters by himself. He first took a brief look, then placed the letter from Zhennan Army on it, and said with a smile: "Then let's listen first, it's not that bad. Dongweng, the Maitreya Cult in the south has been wiped out, and the rest have been compressed into the two cities of Xiangfan. The pacification of the south is just around the corner."

Li Hun grabbed the white beard like a steel needle and asked roughly: "Have you reported the day?"

The staff nodded and said, "Before July 25th."

Li Hun curled his lips and said, "I didn't expect this kid is quite powerful, Lao Zhou. You're out of sight this time."

The aide surnamed Zhou was not ashamed and said calmly: "That master's performance in the south is indeed completely different from his time in the capital, which was unexpected. His subordinates admitted that he was wrong." Having said that, he was not embarrassed at all.

It seems that he has a high status in Li Hun's heart. If others dared to be so savage, Old Li would probably have gone crazy and furious, instead of expressing his agreement like this now: "The little fox's tail is hidden deep enough, but as long as it is exposed once, he will never be able to pretend to be a little dog anymore."

Mr. Zhou thought to himself, what is this metaphor, but he echoed: "What Dongweng said is very much. Since the fifth brother of the Qin family has exposed his tail, it would be better to cut it off earlier."

Li Hun grabbed his beard and pondered: "Don't be too early. Let's talk about it when he leaves Zhennanjun. I don't want to have a complete quarrel with my in-laws."

Mr. Zhou smiled and said, "The Marshal Boshang in Zhennan Army is indeed like a lion king and is difficult to deal with."

The topic shifted to Bo Shang Feili, and Li Hun said slightly annoyed: "I see that this old guy has been by the river for a long time and has also gotten into the head. He actually followed Qin Lei and made a mess and threw his decades of friendship into the river."

Mr. Zhou thought to himself, aren’t you going to force me? How could the Zhennan Army, which I have worked hard to pull, hand it over to you, and sighed: “We are a little too anxious about this matter. If we wait until the fourth son and Miss Boshang get married, Marshal Boshang’s reaction may not be so strong.”

Li Hun shook his head and said, "It's all the same. I also thought the two families would get married next year. He wouldn't have twisted me, right? I didn't expect that Zhennanjun was so heavy in his heart. He looked like an old man in his seventies..." After saying that, he sighed, "I told him that as long as he gave in, Zhennanjun would still be his boss twenty years later. I remember that when I was young, Boshang valued love and friendship. For the sake of the whole brotherhood, he could make unconditional concessions. Who knows... Alas, it changed, it changed..."

Mr. Zhou was also annoyed. He did not agree with teasing Boshang for the time being. The facts proved that he was right, so he did not dare to say more, otherwise he would be suspected of showing off, which would probably cause the boss to be unhappy. He could only comfort the old lieutenant with a few words, and then asked softly: "What's the matter with the drawing?"

Li Hun was just a little emotional and quickly regained his calmness and said in a deep voice: "I will write a letter to Boshang and urge him to step down. Otherwise, after the matter is revealed, it is impossible to have a decent ending."

Mr. Zhou nodded to show his knowledge, and then spread the letter from Gong Liangyu: "The man in Xiangyang City threatens us, if he doesn't give him the drawings and Qin Lei's head, he will shake out the secret between us!"

Li Hun stroked his beard and laughed: "Childish, this little guy is childish. How can I not beware of this little guy's relationship with unknown people? I am still afraid that he will not be injustice to the public."

Mr. Zhou also laughed and said, "Yes, it will be enough for our Majesty to drink a pot. I'm afraid the royal reputation will also fall to the bottom."

Li Hun smiled happily and said, "Who told my bastard son-in-law to let my good grandson stay, and he insisted on establishing a rabbit master. He deserved it, hahahaha..."

After he finished laughing, Mr. Zhou smiled and said, "With this kid's vicious temperament, he will not let us go no matter whether we agree or not? Otherwise, let's just ignore it?"

Li Hun shook his head and said, "No, I promise him everything. It's not easy for him to come here. I have to let him go back happily, otherwise it will make people laugh at us Qin people for being uncomfortable." After saying that, he burst into laughter and looked very proud.

Compared with the pride of Li Taiwei, Prime Minister Wen could be called a stern and murderous place in his study. Holding the thin letter paper in his hand, Wen Yanbo's face was so gloomy that it could drip out of water. There was also a middle-aged scholar beside him, and he looked in disbelief.

Wen Yanbo held it in his hand, which was the threat letter from Gong Liangyu. After a long time, he said quietly: "Is it really my daughter?"

The scribe said softly: "He said he was taken away from the fourth son of the Qin family, so he should not be wrong."

Wen Yanbo grabbed the inkstone in his hand tightly and said annoyedly: "I have been lost for several months. Qin Laosi, a beast, dares to threaten me out of thin air. He is so brave!" He slapped the inkstone on the table and said in a sequel: "Take the evidence to Guo Bizheng and let him prepare. Next time I will bring Qin Laosi to the death!" You shouted angrily: "Qin Laosi, I will make you doom!"

Seeing that Wen Yanbo had completely lost his grace and calmness, the literati couldn't help it and said, "Dongweng, there was something in his heart that the student had been holding back for a long time, but today he couldn't help it."

Wen Yanbo snorted: "Tell me!"

The scholar gritted his teeth and whispered: "It is natural that the prince is concerned about family affection, but are you a little too much about this little lady who has never met before..." After saying this, I can explain myself.

After venting, Wen Yanbo had regained his sanity. He closed his eyes and leaned on the Grand Master's chair and whispered: "Do you care too much?"

The scribe nodded and said, "To be presumptuous, you have a rich family of children and grandchildren. Miss. There are more than ten Miss Sun. Students do not think that an outdoor lady is worthy of your so... care!"

Wen Yanbo was silent for a long time before whispering: "This daughter is more... special, I can't give it up."

The scholar did not give up and asked in a deep voice: "What's special about it? Is it worthy of Dongweng's attention?"

Wen Yanbo frowned and said, "It's inconvenient to say more about this matter, Mr. Qiu, don't ask." There was a hint of displeasure in his tone.

The scholar surnamed Qiu had no choice but to give up and sighed, "Dong Weng thinks three times."

Wen Yanbo opened his eyes and looked at the think tank that had been with him for many years. He did not expect the two of them to have a gap. He reluctantly explained: "I am sorry for my hard words, please forgive me. I can only say to him: She is related to the life and death of my Wen family, especially during this storm."

This was already clear enough. Mr. Qiu widened his eyes and could not think of the sacred lady in the outer room, or her mother's family, who could have such great relations. But his proprietor made such a statement, he was not inconvenient to ask again, and said respectfully: "It's because my subordinate is abrupt. Please forgive me."

Wen Yanbo waved his hand and said in a gentle voice: "It's okay, we have a close relationship, we should have talked about everything." As he said that, he said tiredly: "I'm a little tired, sir, let's go and do it first."

The scholar looked at the boss who had been aging these days and sighed again, then bowed to the Piaotian Literature. This big net made him respond to the civil servants, so that the other two families would not dare to touch him easily, especially before the two sides decided the final winner. The second was the policy of balanced power to help the weak but not the strong, just like the royal family and later the Huangfu family, and to the current strict neutrality. He knew very well that as long as one of the family won the final victory, the civil servant group would not have the qualification to sway and could only bow down and surrender without any choice. And he, the head of the officials, naturally, would disappear.

The third point is the relationship with that person. As long as that person is alive, his Wen family will always have a glimmer of life. The relationship between the two must be based on the daughter who only found out about her whereabouts half a year ago.

Qin Lei, who was thousands of miles away, naturally had no way of knowing all this. He sat upright at the table, holding a brush like a chicken feet, writing letters to Shiyun with strokes...

"Master Shiyun: How are you doing recently? Yongfu is okay too, I miss you very much..." After thinking about it, Qin Lei added "wee" to the back.

"Today is the 80th day of leaving you... tomorrow, that is, I... The 81st day of separation, I will do something that will definitely be recorded in history. If this matter succeeds, I will be remembered forever. But if it fails, I will laugh for thousands of years. As for what it is, I will keep it secret first and tell you next time." Just as Qin Lei was happily writing ink, a gentle footsteps sounded from afar, he quickly put the letter paper in the drawer, put the pen down, and sat up straight.

The person who came was Yun Shang. As Qin Lei’s personal maid, she could naturally go in and out of Qin Lei’s dormitory at will. After the notice, Tingting stood in front of Qin Lei, blessed with blessings and asked softly: “Minister Yun Shang pays homage to the prince.”

Qin Lei heard her voice over and looked at the girl who was as perfect as a lotus in the water and couldn't help but feel sorry for her: "The first-class maid in the royal palace has a lot of monthly money, high benefits, and good treatment. It's rare that the errands are easy. How can I find such a good errand? It's a pity not to do it."

Yun Shang smiled sweetly and said, "The prince said very well, but everyone has their own ambitions. Yun Shang cannot enjoy this blessing. Please forgive me."

Qin Lei pondered for a while and suddenly said, "At worst, I won't let you pour the chamber pot in the future."

Yun Shang barely maintained that elegance and gritted his teeth slightly, "I was a short-term worker at the beginning, but I didn't owe the contract to sell my body. The women should come and go freely."

Qin Lei nodded and said depressedly: "Is the Lone King not at all attraction?"

As soon as this said, there was a little ambiguousness in the small tent, Yun Shang's face also softened a lot, her long eyelashes drooped slightly, and she shook her head and said softly: "Actually, Yun Shang really wants to protect her under the prince's wings for the rest of her life, and don't have to think about the ups and downs outside."

Qin Lei leaned back on the back of the chair and sighed: "Yun Shang, although Gu Wang has been joking about you, he still hopes you will be well from the bottom of his heart." As he said that, he opened his eyes, looked at the beautiful face of the country frankly, and said seriously: "Don't choose that road, it's too hard and too tired, and there is no future."

The first time she heard Qin Lei talk to her seriously, Yun Shang's heart trembled inexplicably. She had seen the lazy Qin Lei, who looked unruly and made people hate her teeth itchy, but she could not forget it. She had also seen the majestic Qin Lei, the courageous and domineering aura of killing and decisiveness, which made her both admire and unfamiliar; she had also seen Qin Lei in silence, the cold and solemn ice that made her dare to see from a distance without making a sound, but wanted to melt the ice from the bottom of her heart.

But this was the first time she saw Qin Lei, who was so honest and clear. Looking at the clear eyes of the lake, Qiao Yunshang was involuntarily trapped in and never wanted to come out again.

But she knew that the person in Qin Lei's heart was not her, but a girl far away in the capital, so she had no reason to convince herself to stay. So after a long silence, she spoke in a difficult voice and said in a trembling voice: "The prince's kindness Yun Shang is remembered in his heart, but the intention of the people leaving has been decided and will not change again."

Qin Lei shook his head and sighed, "Why not..." He really couldn't bear to let this beautiful girl Zhong Tiandi do those things like Jingwei's filling seas, wasting her youth and wasting her good intentions. But he had known for a long time that this girl had a very good idea, and she could not keep her unless she tied her up.

But why did I tie her up?

When Yun Shang saw Qin Lei fall into silence again, he said goodbye softly.

Just as she was about to turn around and leave, Qin Lei said leisurely: "After the war, the Lone King was going to patrol Shannan. I hope you can go together to help appease the people who have believed in Maitreya. Is it OK?"
Chapter completed!