The terrain of Bashu is rugged. There are Xiongguan Road in several directions facing the outside. In the north, there is Jiameng Pass to Jiange and Shu Road. In the east, there are Three Gorges and Kuimen. There are important towns like Baidi City guarding the throat of the river. Therefore, ordinary people
It is not easy to enter Bashu, and it is not easy to leave Bashu. Bashu is a self-contained entity, independent of the outside world.
But Li Xingchen didn't want to be trapped here. When the internal situation in Bashu stabilized, he would definitely take action outside.
If Li Xingchen is given enough time, Li Xingchen guarantees that he can do it. After all, he has administrative management ideas that are ahead of this era and has a lot of historical experience. There will be no problem in developing bit by bit.
But he doesn't have so much time now. Li Xingchen must use the simplest and most effective method to stabilize the situation in Bashu, and then free up enough power to deal with the Northern Zhou or Southern Chen, or even make enemies of these two forces at the same time.
Li Xingchen's eyes suddenly darkened. He just thought that the candle had been blown out. He subconsciously looked up and saw a graceful figure standing in front of the candle. Li Xingchen smiled: "Xiang'er, why are you here at this time?"
While Xiao Xiang handed a letter in his hand to Li Xinchen, he walked over and gently squeezed Li Xinchen's shoulders: "Husband, it's getting late, go to bed early. Husband has been running around everywhere in and outside the city today.
It’s been a whole day, don’t be tired.”
Li Xingchen nodded. Anyway, these commission orders will have to wait until he meets the officials in those places tomorrow before he can decide whether to issue them. There is no need to panic at this time. On the contrary, he was more curious about the letter in Xiao Xiang's hand, so he just took it
When you saw the handwriting on the envelope, you already knew who wrote it.
Li Xinchen was once happy to see Juanxiu's handwriting, but now Li Xinchen felt that he had no face to meet the owner of the letter.
Xiao Xiang said lightly: "Husband, this is already the fifth letter this month. I don't know how many more are on the way. Are you really not going to reply?"
Li Xingchen put the letter on the table: "It's not like you don't know that I haven't opened those letters because I really don't want to face these... If there is anyone I am ashamed of, Lechang
It must be one of them, so being able to escape is not a good thing for both me and her. It is better than continuing to hurt her heart."
Xiao Xiang chuckled softly: "I didn't expect that General Zhenxi, who is not afraid of anything, would also have people he is afraid of and doesn't want to see."
If it were the original situation, Li Xingchen would definitely make a joke, but now he doesn't have that much thought and can only say slowly: "I have to say that Chen Xu has a very accurate grasp of people's minds."
I'm afraid it's hard for both of them to explain clearly the emotion between Li Xingchen and Lechang. It should be a kind of dependence and interdependent love that arises spontaneously in a desperate situation. This sudden bond is hidden deep in the heart. When it becomes more complicated above.
When the words "family and country" are added, it becomes extremely heavy. This is why Li Xingchen doesn't even want to face it now.
Li Xingchen didn't know if he was cowardly - he seemed to be more proactive than Lechang, his daughter's family - but Li Xingchen didn't feel that what he did was wrong.
Because now Li Xingchen has just found a stable foothold. He doesn't even know what his future will be like, let alone whether the people who follow him can properly shoulder the burden on Li Xingchen's shoulders.
Too much. He doesn't want to evade responsibility, but feels that if he continues to take on more, he will only let down more people.
Xiao Xiang took the letter directly, but did not open it. His voice was a little more solemn: "Your Majesty has granted me a marriage. From now on, Sister Lechang will be the eldest wife of the family. Now that I have violated the etiquette, I will ask questions on behalf of Sister Lechang."
Husband, I have a question."
Li Xingchen was a little surprised by Xiao Xiang's sudden seriousness. He said in a deep voice: "Just tell me, maybe someone should consider it."
Xiao Xiang frowned slightly: "My husband, do you like sister Lechang?"
Li Xingchen had already expected that Xiao Xiang might ask this question, and gently stretched out his hand to grab Xiao Xiang's hand. In fact, he also knew that Xiao Xiang's other questions would not make much sense, because in the final analysis, it was still this question. If Li Xingchen liked
Lechang wants to protect this unique emotion, so even if he is hesitant and worried, he will eventually step forward.
Sometimes Li Xingchen is an out-and-out idealist. If he thinks he can do it, he will work hard to turn it into reality, and even if he thinks he can't do it, he will work hard to challenge it.
Perhaps in most cases, idealists kneel before the cruel reality, but at least now Li Xingchen is staggering on a bumpy and rugged road.
Although he has gone through hardships, he is still moving forward.
Now Xiao Xiang asked him if he was still willing to wear a wattle stick on his body, and Li Xingchen could only remain silent for a while.
With the thorns added to the body, pain is inevitable.
But Li Xingchen is still willing, because in exchange, he can get the person he loves.
Compared with those love affairs that fly into flames, although this kind of love is still heavy, it is not impossible for Li Xingchen.
"I like it." Li Xingchen said lightly, "There's nothing to lie about."
Xiao Xiang nodded slightly, obviously not surprised by Li Xinchen's answer, and she knew better that if Li Xinchen planned to take on this responsibility, he would definitely bear it to the end. Her husband always had such a stubborn head.
And Li Xingchen said seriously: "Xianger, you have to think about it carefully. My time is limited. If Lechang comes, there will be even less left for you."
Xiao Xiang just held Li Xingchen's hand quietly, leaned down to Li Xingchen's ear, and blew like a orchid: "As long as your husband feels happy, then I will be happy. As for the rest, as long as our hearts are tied together,
Does it matter how much time it takes?”
Li Xingchen shook his head: "It's equally important, because every inch of time with you is very important to me."
As he spoke, Li Xingchen gently pulled Xiao Xiang, and Xiao Xiang sat in Li Xingchen's arms. A few strands of the girl's hair slid down her forehead and fell on Li Xingchen's shoulders. Li Xingchen quietly held Xiao Xiang in his arms.
Xiang, Xiao Xiang's voice was very low, and his pretty face turned slightly red because of Li Xingchen's dishonest hands:
"It's impossible to say that I don't have any selfish motives at all. After all, I also want to take advantage of my husband's time at home. But I believe in my husband, and I won't do it just because I have sister Lechang.
You will neglect me, right?"
Li Xingchen hugged Xiao Xiang more and more tightly, shook Xiao Xiang's little finger, and said solemnly: "Okay!"