Over the years, he earned a lot of money by relying on Baixianglou and secretly hunting ghosts. This money was exchanged for grain, oil, rice, noodles, weapons, horses and other supplies and secretly transported back to the Jiang Kingdom.
In the past three years, he has been keeping a low profile and has never committed a major crime. During this period, he has been eyeing a rich old man and Shui Yunjian. It is obvious that he is short of money, and not even a little bit.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see what this means.
After learning the truth, Liu Feng was so angry that he gritted his teeth, "This Jiang Guo is really a brat who scolds the city god - he doesn't know whether to live or die! Why didn't he see it jumping around when Zhao Ying led his troops to beat it to pieces eight years ago?"
After just a few years of peaceful life, his skin became itchy again!
In my opinion, we have to hit it in its hometown and beat it until it hides when it sees Qi people and never dares to show its head again!"
Gu Jiali rubbed the center of his brow irritably, "Okay, stop arguing.
In the past few days, you and your people have sealed off all the surrounding Baixiang buildings, and also intercepted the supplies that should be intercepted. I will go into the palace to have a chat with the emperor." When the news reached the palace, Meng Qiyu and Sister Qiao were preparing delicious food in the kitchen.
His body and face were covered in dust, like a funny gray-nosed cat.
Gu Jiali looked at the ashes on his face and was silent for a moment, "Won't the palace chef give you food?"
Meng Qiyu scratched her face in embarrassment, "No, I just have nothing to do and want to find something to do..."
In fact, when he went to the kitchen, he was completely forced to do so.
A few days ago, Sister Qiao returned to the capital with her master. Within half a day after arriving, she found a way to notify Meng Qiyu and went to the palace to learn cooking from the imperial chef.
After not seeing each other for several years, her cooking skills have improved even more. Not only has she become proficient in the dishes Shen Qingqing taught her before, but she has also learned many strange dishes during her travels.
This made Meng Qiyu extremely happy, and she secretly made up her mind to eat seven or eight meals of him first to satisfy her cravings.
As a result, Sister Qiao has grown up and is no longer easy to deceive. After cooking for two days, she said she was not willing to serve him in vain.
The two argued for a long time and finally reached an agreement. They could eat if they wanted, but they had to help and exchange labor for delicious food.
So Meng Qiyu went to the kitchen when he had free time, washing and choosing vegetables, lighting the fire and cooking spoons. However, he seemed to have inherited his father's talent for making dark dishes, and he was clumsy in doing things, often making himself covered in gray.
Gu Jiali raised her eyelids and looked at him, and then at the sweaty Qiao sister behind him. She knew in her heart that the child was getting older and he would marry a wife in two years. It was a good thing to learn how to coax girls at this time.
He sighed slightly and did not express his opinion on the matter. Instead, he said: "Wipe the ashes from your face. I have something important to report."
When Meng Qiyu saw his serious face, he knew something big was going on. He hurriedly wiped the ashes from his face and followed him to Chengqian Hall.
In the palace, Gu Jiali told him about the Jiang people harboring evil intentions and deliberately launching a war, and finally asked: "What does the emperor think is the best way to resolve this matter?"
Meng Qiyu subconsciously asked, "What do you think, sir?"
Over the years, Gu Jiali has been helping him with advice and handling trivial matters. When encountering unresolved matters, he would take the initiative to ask Gu Jiali for his opinion, and Gu Jiali would give him careful guidance every time.
This time, he did not give any direct advice. He tapped the edge of the table with his fingertips and said, "Your Majesty, you have grown up. It's time to learn to handle affairs by yourself."
Meng Qiyu was silent and quickly expressed his opinion: "I think this battle must be fought.
Jiang Guoren loves fighting by nature. He has been secretly planning this for many years. He must have lost his ambition and is ready to take action.
Under such circumstances, peace talks will only make them think that I, Da Qi, are easy to bully, and will only encourage their arrogance.
Instead of doing this, it’s better to boost their morale, have a good fight with them, and teach them a lesson!”
Gu Jiali nodded, "Yes, I have the same idea."
"Okay, then I will order General Zhao to come over. Let's discuss the battle plan today." Meng Qiyu turned around and waved to the outside of the palace, "Tailai, go to the camp and call General Zhao."
Li Tai replied "Yes" and trotted away. After about an hour, he came back in disgrace.
Meng Qiyu looked at his wilted eggplant appearance and couldn't help frowning, "I asked you to go out and call for someone. I've been calling for a long time. Where is the person?"
Li Tailai turned around and whispered: "I called you back, but...well, Your Majesty, you can see for yourself."
With that said, he turned around and ordered people to carry Zhao Ying in.
That's right, bring it in.
why?
Because he heard the news that Jiang Guo was going to cause trouble, he was very excited. When he was excited, he jumped off the horse. As a result, the horse ran too fast and accidentally broke his leg.
After Meng Qiyu figured out the reason, he was so angry that the corners of his mouth twitched, "You are really...if I didn't allow it, I would really want to stab you!"
He was about to go into battle to kill the enemy, but the general broke his leg. What happened?
Zhao Ying had a grimace on his face and looked like he was about to cry, "I didn't know I would break my leg. It's not like I haven't done that before. Who knew that this time..."
Gu Jiali also had a dark line, "How old were you before and how old are you now? You are in your forties, can you be more mature?"
Meng Qiyu was too lazy to speak. He buried his head in thought for a long time and said, "Why don't you let my father come? He has been idle in Yanghua Village for so many years. It's time for him to do something serious."
Afterwards, the three of them carefully calculated and decided to let Zhao Ying lead an army of 100,000 people southward first. After arriving at Yanghua Village, they handed over the military power to Meng Yuan, who would lead the army to attack Jiang State.
The war is approaching, and Meng Qifeng, who has been training hard in the military camp for eight years, finally has his first opportunity to go on the battlefield.
In eight years, he has long since lost his youthful innocence and innocence, and has grown into a tough and intelligent young man. Not only is he superb in riding and archery skills, he is also exceptionally good in military strategy, which has been passed down from Zhao Ying's true biography.
Now he has been gloriously promoted to the leader of the archery team, with more than 500 talented archers under his command.
Before leaving, the brothers and sisters specially arranged a table in Shuiyunjian to bid farewell to Meng Qifeng.
During the dinner, Meng Qiyu patted his shoulder like a little old man and said earnestly: "Brother, you have to work hard and come back victorious! You see, you have been in the military camp for so many years and you haven't found a wife. If you don't earn any fame,
Will it be miserable to come back?"
"You still have the nerve to talk about others? Take care of yourself first!"
Meng Qiyun sneered, "None of us are qualified to say this, but you are not."
Meng Qiyu was dissatisfied, "What's wrong with me?"
"As for you, a big foodie who only cares about delicious food, you have a wife who can be eaten away by you. My eldest brother is different. Although he is a bit dull, he can coax people."
Meng Qiyun raised his eyebrows at the others, "Wait a minute, this time the eldest brother will not only win the battle, but also bring back a sister-in-law."
"Really?" Meng Qixue approached with a gossipy look.
Meng Qiyun smiled mysteriously, "The secret must not be leaked. You will know it when the time comes."