"Yes." Si Haochen nodded slightly, "Arrangements have been made."
"Li Yi is a variable, so you should pay more attention." Jun Che picked up a hexagram stone with his fingertips.
"I know." Si Haochen rubbed the finger on his hand, "Shangwumen is located in the ice field and is better at fighting in winter than the Beichi Army. Even without Li Yi as an internal response, relying on the hidden stakes previously deployed in Beichi, there is no need to worry about breaking through the royal court.
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"There has been a snowstorm on the grasslands in the past two months, and several major tribes are unable to support the royal court." Jun Che put away the hexagram stone and looked into the distance, "The specific situation will depend on next spring."
"There are a lot of frictions between tribes, and if you make good use of them, it will not be difficult to control them." Si Haochen felt that the 'carrot and stick' method mentioned by his wife was very good. "The next spring will come. This year, the tea bricks and salt stored for the winter will also be consumed.
It’s almost done…”
"Ahem..." Jun Che was absolutely sure that this method of using tea bricks and salt to control forces was definitely not the idea of His Highness Prince Yun. He turned his head and looked at the junior sister who was seriously masturbating the cat: "Junior sister asked the caravan to go to the grassland earlier.
Is this the reason for starting the tea brick business?"
"No, no, no. At that time, I just saw that the tea leaves in the tea mountain could not be sold out of season, and I wanted to make some money by turning waste into treasure." Mingruo shrugged, "Now it is a half-measure."
"It was not a 'wrong attack' before. Without the horses that were exchanged, the Northwest Army would not have been able to build a racecourse so quickly." His Royal Highness Prince Yun's desire for survival is always online.
"Ah, it's snowing..." Mingruo turned his palms up, and a few snowflakes fell down, melting instantly, "This kind of weather is suitable for eating something hot... Senior brother, I'll treat you to hot pot."
Jun Che had already been stuffed with a lot of dog food. Then he looked at His Highness Prince Yun, who was giving him a warning look from an angle that his junior sister could not see.
Jun Che was very discerning and said: "I have something to do and I will leave the city later, maybe next time."
"Oh, the road is slippery in the snow, senior brother, please be more careful." Mingruo called Mr. Bai and A Ling home, "When senior brother is free, go to the palace, and I will prepare something delicious for you."
"Okay." Jun Che nodded in agreement.
"Huh?" Mingruo's eyes widened, and she saw 'Snover' squatting on the futon, with his two hind feet twisted together, looking like his legs were knotted, "What's wrong with the snood's legs?"
"Ahem." Ah Ling scratched the tip of her nose, but she was helpless because of the scarf, "It insisted that I teach it how to practice, so I... started teaching me meditation first..."
"But the way you are now doesn't come from 'cultivation'..." Mingruo felt that Ah Ling was deceiving naive children.
"But if you throw this fox into the medicine cauldron, it will burn into black charcoal in less than a quarter of an hour..." Ah Ling said seriously.
"What you said makes sense. I really can't refute it..." Mingruo rubbed his little head, "Don't force anything."
"Chirp~" The 'bib' wrapped its furry tail around Mingruo's wrist. This fox was already unable to 'sit' firmly. If you rub it any more, it will fall...
Jun Che shook his head helplessly. This fox was not very smart to begin with, but now he looked even stupider...
"Let's go back." Si Haochen stretched out his hand to Mingruo.
Mingruo put her little hand into her husband's palm: "Let's go."
Si Haochen hugged Mingruo's small waist tightly, wrapped his wife in his cloak, tapped his toes, and jumped directly from the top of Lanyue Tower, spinning twice after landing.
"How do you feel?" Si Haochen lowered his eyes and carefully looked at his wife's expression.
Mingruo shook his head: "I'm a little dizzy, why are you holding me in circles?"
"Ahem..." His Highness Prince Yun looked serious, "What you read is not what I wrote in the book. They were spinning around in the snow when the snow fell... You liked it very much and praised them for being beautiful..."
"Okay, I admit that it is not beautiful at all, and the words are all lies..." Mingruo rested her chin on her husband's shoulder.
"It feels good to be my husband." Si Haochen hugged his little girl tighter and strode up to the carriage.
"Your Highness, Prince Yun, please stay." Zelan came after him holding a hand stove, "Young Master said, it's cold, so bring a hand stove to warm the princess's hands."
"Thank you." Mingruo took the stove and held it warm in his hands, without the smell of burning charcoal or spices.
Mingruo opened the lid of the hand stove with some curiosity, and saw that the filling inside was not charcoal, but a red 'crystal ball' the size of a walnut, with golden patterns on it, and it looked very beautiful: "Huh?"
"This is the flame spirit bead. It is the best fire for alchemists." After tempering it twice in the medicine cauldron, Ah Ling had a deep resentment towards all objects related to 'fire'.
"However, we have the medicine cauldron and the tunnel fire stone, so the Flame Spirit Pearl is of little use."
"One moment is a wood spirit bead, and another is a flame spirit bead. There are quite a lot of these spirit beads." Mingruo covered the lid of the hand stove and held it in his hand.
"..." Ah Ling looked at the sky speechlessly, wondering whether he should tell his master that these 'spiritual beads' were extremely rare in ancient times. Nowadays, when spiritual energy is scarce, it is even more difficult to condense them.
"After collecting all the spirit beads, can I summon the dragon?" Mingruo asked Ah Ling with a smile.
Young Master Bai stared at his big blue eyes and tortured his soul: "The dragon is hairless and violent? What are you summoning it for?"
"Ah? Could it be that these beads can really summon the dragon?" Mingruo felt that he was going to break through the dimensional wall and directly enter the second dimension.
"Of course these beads cannot summon the divine dragon." Young Master Bai raised his head arrogantly, "The divine beast needs to have the blood of the divine beast, and it can only awaken after the thunder tribulation."
"Oh." Mingruo nodded, "It turns out that my little Mr. Bai was struck by lightning..."
"..." Young Master Bai has nothing to say about his master's ability to grasp key points.
Ah Ling immediately answered: "Yes, the white tiger responded to the thunderous fire in the sky and burned half of its fur. It took seven hundred years for the burnt fur to grow back."
Young Master Bai gave Ah Ling a look that said, "You talk too much."
Ah Ling shrank her neck. Although both of them were practicing in the Yan Ling Bracelet, it was just a weapon spirit. If it fought with the guardian beast of the Yan Ling Bracelet, it would definitely be beaten beyond recognition.
The two returned to the palace, and Mingruo asked Zicao to prepare ingredients for the hot pot. She went to change into a soft and warm coat and skirt first.
Si Haochen changed into court clothes and sat at the table, reading the secret message just sent by the secret guard.
Seeing Mingruo changing her clothes, taking off most of her hairpins and jewelry, she came out and waved to her: "Come here."
"What's the matter?" Mingruo sat down next to Si Haochen.
Si Haochen took out one of the letters and handed it to Mingruo: "Look at this."
Mingruo unfolded the letter and saw the black and white text on the paper. The corner of his mouth twitched - art really comes from life!
