After Xue Xichen sent Phantom away, she returned to her room in the backyard of Xiaoyao Building, washed briefly, changed into clean clothes, and got up to look for Xiao Liuyue.
As soon as she approached the door, she heard the voices of Feng Qingge and Leng Junyi coming from inside the door. Xue Xichen was surprised. She didn't expect that Feng Qingge and Leng Junyi would gather in Xiao Liuyue's room so early in the morning. Could it be that
What big thing happened in the capital?
Then I thought about the theft of military rations mentioned by Phantom, and I felt confident.
I'm afraid just because of this!
He reached out, pushed open the door, and walked in.
The three people sitting around the table who were having a heated discussion immediately shut up when they heard the door ring. All three pairs of eyes looked at the open door. Seeing Xue Xichen walking in with her skirt in hand, Xiao Liuyue joked: "I knew it."
It’s you! You’re the only one who doesn’t have any rules in Xiaoyao Building!”
"It's not like you're just whispering. Can't I still listen?"
Xue Xichen squeezed unceremoniously between Xiao Liuyue and Feng Qingge, pulled up a stool and sat down, declaring her right to know, "What secrets do you have that you can't tell me?"
"No."
Xiao Liuyue smiled, turned over the lid of the teacup, and poured a cup of hot tea for Xue Xichen. Xue Xichen was not polite, holding it in her palms felt warm and comfortable. Xue Xichen looked at Leng Junyi, who was looking at her, and then
Looking at Feng Qingge who suddenly looked away, her chest was slightly stagnant, she turned to Xiao Liuyue and asked: "Brother, are you talking about the theft of military rations?"
"Oh? You know?"
Xiao Liuyue was a little surprised.
"Yeah! Tingying mentioned it!" Xue Xichen nodded, resting her chin on the table with one hand, tilting her head to look at Feng Qingge, and asked curiously, "But, he didn't make it clear? What happened? Feng Qingge
, haven’t you already sent Phantom to investigate?”
"We don't know the specific situation."
Feng Qingge was silent, and Leng Junyi interrupted, "The day before yesterday, Qingge suddenly received a letter from the flying pigeon from the front line, saying that the military rations were stolen in Qingjin Mountain during the escort. The scene was littered with corpses and the hills were stained with blood.
, none of the soldiers who escorted the grain and grass survived. Qingge has sent a shadow to investigate, and we are here to listen to Young Master Xiao’s opinion."
"The biggest victims of the theft of food and grass are the border soldiers." Xue Xichen said, "Winter is here, and the climate at the border is very cold. There is no food, and there is a lack of cotton clothes and quilts to keep out the cold. The batch of military supplies escorted this time is probably for the soldiers to survive the winter.
use?"
"That's right! Now that the military rations have been stolen, we don't know where to find such a large amount of supplies. If we can't find this batch of military rations, how will the border soldiers survive the winter..."
Involuntarily, Leng Junyi let out a long sigh, his love for the soldiers and his concern for them were beyond words.
Xue Xichen asked: "Can I submit a petition to the emperor to send another batch?"
Feng Qingge opened her mouth and replied: "I have already written a booklet, and Yi Zhan 800 Miles will rush it to Beijing. However, I guess Feng Longxiang will not agree even if he receives the booklet..."
Xue Xichen was silent and understood what Feng Qingge meant.
The fearless and loyal cavalry under Feng Qingge is a big taboo in Fenglong Xiang's heart. If there is such a good opportunity to weaken Feng Qingge's power, how could Fenglong Xiang not take advantage of it!
Leng Junyi glanced at Feng Qingge, "In this case, we can only raise food and grass from the private sector..."
"If there is no imperial decree to raise food and grass among the people privately, it is tantamount to conspiracy..." After a pause, Xiao Liuyue said, "This is a serious crime of beheading! Maybe Fenglong Xiang is waiting for you to do this!"
Leng Junyi was silent.
This won’t work, that won’t work either, so what on earth is going to happen?
Xue Xichen felt a headache. She held her chin and thought silently. Suddenly her eyes lit up, "What if instead of the government stepping in, the private sector raises funds voluntarily? It's like a patriotic businessman felt the suffering of the border soldiers and specially provided them with funds."
Send food, clothes and quilts for the winter..."
Folk?
Feng Qingge and Leng Junyi looked at each other. It was not that they had not considered it, but they just didn't know where to start...
Feng Qingge raised her hands and said to Xiao Liuyue: "Liuyue, can you use the power of Wushuang Sect..."
Before Xiao Liuyue could answer, Xue Xichen shook her face and said, "Why does Wushuangmen need to come forward for such a trivial matter?"
"Oh?" Feng Qingge was surprised when she heard this, "Could it be that Aunt Xue has some connections?"
"Ah... well..."
Xue Xichen winked at Feng Qingge and smiled mysteriously, "I would like to ask the prince and General Leng to accompany me to Tiansheng Gambling House!"
"Gambling house?!"
Feng Qingge and Leng Junyi looked at each other, confused.
"Aunt Xue, do you want to go to the gambling house?"
"Go!" Xue Xichen raised her eyebrows and smiled, and answered matter-of-factly, "How can you make money if you don't go to a gambling house!"
…
Xue Xichen and his party came to Tiansheng Gambling House in large numbers. In the gambling house, shouts, shouts, sighs, the sound of throwing money, the bold roar of men, the low moans of women, all kinds of sounds blended together.
, stimulating the blood in the body to boil and rush, especially the cheers after the victory, which makes people want to rush to the table and throw down a handful of money.
Xue Xichen's beautiful purple figure walked in gracefully, her bright eyes looked around at the roar of people, and the corners of her lips curved up into a cunning smile. In this crazy environment of people, there was an air of immortality.
The posture of direct descendants.
Feng Qingge followed her closely and stepped in. Her enchanting red figure was noble and graceful, but she just stood there quietly. Her powerful aura had already made the people nearby feel the natural and fatal oppression and made them hate it.
I can run away fiercely, but I don't dare to get close to him at all.
Leng Junyi and Xiao Liuyue followed closely behind. One had a resolute and cold face, while the other had an uninhibited attitude and a lazy attitude. His temperament was extraordinary and he was in a whole of his own. Even walking together with Xue Xichen and Feng Qingge didn't seem to matter at all.
Compared with them, it shines like a star.
As soon as they appeared at the door, a young boy came to greet them and looked at them one by one in an instant.
Xue Xichen swept over Feng Qingge, drifted towards Leng Junyi and Xiao Liuyue, and finally settled on Feng Qingge. The boy believed that Feng Qingge was their master. Because Feng Qingge’s clothes were luxurious and her embroidery work was exquisite.
It was exquisite, and it was obvious that it was not made by a folk embroidery workshop. Coupled with the jade pendant and golden steps, it had a noble and outstanding temperament, and he had a kingly bearing in his movements. The young man determined that this person was either rich or noble, and had a great background.
The young man asked Feng Qingge respectfully: "This young master is here to try your luck? Do you want to sit up there?"
In the gambling house, the lower part is where the homeless people play, and the picture is a lively place, while the upper part is a quiet place specially provided for rich and noble people to gamble.
The four people in front of me were obviously not just having fun down there.
Xue Xichen, who was walking in front of Feng Qingge but was ignored by the boy, couldn't help but roll her eyes. She glared at the boy and asked fiercely: "Hey - your eyes are on the top of your head! I was obviously the first person to come in.