Liu Mingzhi looked at Song Qing's fussy and stunned reaction when he took the letter, and raised a slight self-deprecating smile at the corner of his mouth.
"Brother, I don't want to be so meticulous in everything. However, on the surface, everything inside and outside our Dalong Court seems to be calm, but in fact, there are undercurrents.
In order to leave a stable foundation for my children, brother, I can only rack my brains and plan carefully.
Although the internal situation has barely stabilized, the external situation still hides endless murderous intent.
Brother, after a hundred years, I can’t leave my children with a mess that will be difficult to clean up!”
Song Qing nodded with understanding, folded the letter and put it in his sleeve: "I understand! But there is something I don't know whether to say or not?"
"Tell me, what else can't be said between brothers?"
"If you want to achieve success for one person, the price you have to pay is immeasurable. You have to be mentally prepared to punish yourself.
Of course, this is the worst plan, and the result may be better than you expected, even ten times, or even hundreds of times better.
But even if there is a best outcome, you still have to prepare for the worst.
Just in case, be prepared!"
Liu Mingzhi glanced at Song Qing's sincere eyes, nodded and gently exhaled the smoke in his mouth.
"Okay, I will consider your suggestion carefully.
You go back first and prepare a reply to Brother Yang. Brother, I will also prepare a reply to Chengfeng. We will meet again in three days and send someone to send your and my letters back together."
Song Qing immediately stood up and hugged Mr. Liu: "Okay, then I'll leave first, brother."
Liu Mingzhi picked up the wolf hair on the pen holder and gently moistened the tip of the pen in the inkstone, then casually waved his hand to Song Qing.
"Go slowly and don't see me off."
Song Qing nodded in response, turned around and walked lightly towards the outside of the study.
After Song Qing left the study, Mr. Liu took out a piece of rice paper and spread it on the table. He picked up the ink-stained pen and stopped it on top of the rice paper without writing.
With a slight hesitation on his face, Young Master Liu put the wolf hair back into the distance, walked to the window sill with his hands behind his back and stopped.
Listening to the chirping of birds outside the window with a melancholy expression, Liu Mingzhi's thoughts were wandering and he didn't know where he was going.
Son! Regardless of whether you can successfully marry the little empress of Tsarist Russia, you must come back safely!
Even if you fail to complete the mission, as long as you can return safely, dad will not blame you.
You are thousands of miles away in a foreign country, in an isolated and helpless situation. If anything goes wrong at all, your father, even with all his hands and eyes, will not be able to help you at all.
When you encounter trouble, don't act rashly. You must think twice before you act. You must think twice before you act!
The ancestors of the Liu family have spirits in heaven, and they must protect my son and all the officers and soldiers of the mission from returning home safely.
Liu Mingzhi, who had been silent for a long time with his mind racing, turned around and walked to the desk and sat down. He leaned over the desk and picked up the wolf hair and wrote quickly on the rice paper.
One piece of rice paper, two pieces of rice paper, three pieces of rice paper.
It wasn't until half of the content was written on the third piece of rice paper that Liu Mingzhi stopped writing.
Liu Mingzhi first dried the ink on the rice paper, then checked the contents on it, then opened the drawer and touched the seal in the niche.
Liu Mingzhi had just received the seal and the knock on the door suddenly sounded again, followed by Qinglian's soft and hoarse voice.
"Husband, are you busy now? I'm here to see you."
"You're not busy, you're not busy, come in quickly."
"yes."
As soon as the door opened, Qinglian walked into the room with light steps and went straight to her husband's desk.
Liu Mingzhi put down the seal in his hand and walked towards Qinglian: "Lian'er, you should have read Chengfeng's family letter, right?"
"Yes! I have already seen it."
"It's good to have seen it. Now we can finally rest assured that the child's situation in Tsarist Russia is quite stable, but he may not be able to return home in the near future.
However, as long as others are safe, we don't have to be as worried as before even if we can't come back in the near future.
My husband has just written the reply to him, and I was thinking of going to your place after stamping the seal, but you came to my husband first."
Qinglian nodded softly as she listened to her husband's comforting words: "My husband is right, as long as Chengfeng is a safe and sound concubine, you can rest assured.
As long as he can return safely one day, it is understandable whether it will be sooner or later."
When Qinglian nodded obediently and gently, Liu Mingzhi immediately saw the beauty's red and swollen eyes. He hurriedly walked to Qinglian and raised his hands to hold Qinglian's cheeks, looking at her reddened eyes with distress.
eyes.
"Lian'er, did you cry in the room before coming to my husband's house?"
"No...no, I was accidentally blinded by the wind. Stop thinking about it. I'm fine."
Seeing Qinglian's delicate and considerate look that she was worried about, Liu Mingzhi felt even more apologetic, and hugged the beauty tightly in his arms.
Apart from living a good and stable life for a few years since this stupid woman followed him, it seems that he has never given her anything better.
At that time, she almost died in order to take care of herself who was infected with the plague. Now that the world is finally peaceful and stable, she has to worry about her children because of some of her husband's decisions, making it difficult for her to sleep and eat well.
"Lian'er, my husband owes you more than anything else in this life!"
Qinglian's side face was silently pressed against Liu Mingzhi's chest. When she heard her husband's apologetic words, she wrapped her arms around her husband's waist with great strength and refused to let go.
"Silly husband, I have never felt this way before. Whether you owe me anything or not, I know better than anyone in my heart.
We are husband and wife, and since we are husband and wife, I should follow you husband and wife, and depend on each other for life and death.
When you say this, I feel uncomfortable physically and mentally, as if I am an outsider. You are not allowed to say such things again in the future, otherwise I will be really angry, do you hear me?"
"Okay, okay, whatever Lian'er says is whatever it is. As a husband, I will depend on you. Isn't that okay?"
"Husband, you have already written a reply to Feng'er, but I haven't written it yet because I came in a hurry!
If I plan to write a reply here in your study, there should be no problem, right?"
"Haha... What you said, let alone writing a reply here, even if you live here as a husband, you will never say no.
Come, my husband, I will personally grind ink for you, Lian'er."
"Well, thank you, husband."
"You're welcome, aren't you? By the way, Lian'er, has that girl Yiyi told you about her affair with that boy from the Xie family?"
Qinglian just picked up the fine pen and put it back after hearing her husband's words. Her charming face sighed depressedly.
"Forget it, it's been several months, and to this day she still hasn't said anything to me!
I wanted to ask her first several times, but I was afraid that asking her proactively would make the girl feel shy, so I kept it to myself and didn't ask her what was going on.
Why don't you, husband, ask her what's going on with the boys from the Xie family when you have the time? Yiyi, Feifei and the two sisters have been close to you since they were young, so it might be more appropriate for you to ask than for me to ask."
Liu Mingzhi frowned and was silent for a while: "Wait a little longer, girls are thin-skinned and shy easily. It is more appropriate to wait for them to take the initiative to talk to us than for us to ask.
Maybe this girl hasn't figured out what her feelings are for the Xie family boy! It's not a big deal if we ask, if we mess up the relationship a little bit more, we'll be in trouble."
"This...that's true. I will listen to my husband. Please wait a little longer."
"Just listen to your husband. It's better to write a reply to Chengfeng first."
Qinglian smiled peacefully, picked up the pen and wrote gently on the blank rice paper, gradually leaving lines of beautiful handwriting.
Three days later, Song Qing, who had dismissed the court meeting, returned directly to Liu Mansion's study with Young Master Liu.
Liu Mingzhi placed the letters of reply from himself, Qinglian, Qi Yun and other beauties in front of Song Qing.
"Don't forget to tell Baoyu and Baotong that after sending the letter, additional scouts will be sent across Lake Baikal to investigate the situation in Tsarist Russia.
Once you notice something is wrong, you can leave it alone and your life will be compromised."
"I understand, do you have any other instructions?"
"No, I'll reply to Chengfeng in the letter. I'll just handle the rest as appropriate."
"Okay, then I will go back first and send the letter back to Tsarist Russia as soon as possible so that I can truly feel relieved."
"Let's go together. There is no government affairs today. It's time for me to go to the Gua stall to earn some money for tea."