Du Shuai struggled to open his eyes and looked at his eldest daughter. His lips moved slightly, but he could not utter a word and was unable to move.

Miss Du grabbed his hand, her eyes full of tears. Her father was most concerned about the battle situation.

"The Xiwu people have retreated. We have won. My brother is leading the army to Ganzhou City."

"Princess Qingping contributed gunpowder and food. She was of great help this time."

She briefly talked about the current situation, which is what Coach Du is most concerned about.

There was a glimmer in Du Shuai's eyes, "Okay."

The word "good" used up all his strength, and he closed his eyes and fainted again.

This frightened Miss Du, "Father."

Madam Du screamed, "Imperial Physician, Imperial Physician."

Doctor Song was in the next room. He rushed over when he heard the noise. When he heard that General Du had woken up for a while, he hurried forward, took his hand to feel his pulse, and then lifted his eyelids to look at him for a long time.

Mrs. Du was extremely anxious and her face turned frighteningly pale. "How is it?"

Doctor Song withdrew his hand, his expression serious, "Commander Du is out of danger for the time being, and his injuries have improved, but..."

"What?" Mrs. Du and her daughter asked at the same time, their hearts hanging in the air.

Doctor Song sighed softly, "He has injured his heart and lungs. He can't jump or exert himself anymore. He can only rest. If we don't pay attention, he will end up on the sickbed."

That is to say, you can no longer lead troops to fight, and you will become weak and sickly in the future.

This is the commander of an army! What a pity.

Miss Du was stunned, with a hint of sadness in her eyes. For her father, a natural born general, this was probably more painful than death.

The men of the Du family have been learning martial arts and military tactics since they could walk, and they have to go to the battlefield when they are in their teens. They are born for the battlefield.

Mrs. Du's eyes were filled with sorrow. "As long as he's alive, that's enough. He's been in the military all his life and is covered in wounds. He should retire and live a quiet life."

These days she was ready to go with him.

They agreed to sleep in the same bed in life and share the same coffin in death.

Now, it is a gift from God that he is still alive. No matter whether he is sick or disabled, she doesn't mind and will always be with him.

In recent years, he has devoted all his attention to garrison and has been stationed in the military camp all year round. The couple has been apart for most of the time, but she has no complaints.

Because she knew that this was his responsibility and his mission.

She understood that he had left his wife and daughter behind to fight for his country, and felt sorry for the scars he had from years of fighting, but she could do nothing but wait for him silently.

With tears in her eyes, she said, "Doctor, you must help my husband get well."

Doctor Song bowed and said, "General Du is a great hero to the country and the people. I will do my best to treat him. Don't worry."

A few days later, General Du finally woke up. Everyone in the Du family was extremely happy. The Dusi Mansion was also jubilant, as if they had found a backbone.

When General Du learned that he could no longer go to the battlefield, he remained silent for a whole day, refused to eat or drink, and made Mrs. Du very anxious.

In the end, he accepted it calmly.

A few days later, he ordered, "Go and invite the Princess of Qingping County."

"yes."

Mrs. Du looked at the frail man with a worried look on her face. "You are not well yet. Please wait a little longer if you have anything to say."

"It's urgent." Coach Du only said three words. He never brought official business home.

Seeing this, Mrs. Du didn't ask any more questions.

Mu Wanqing lived on the farm and it was already evening when she received the news, so she didn't visit until the next day.

The lotus flowers in the pond are graceful and swaying in the wind, gracefully and elegantly, like a beautiful painting.

A thin man sat in a pavilion surrounded by lotus flowers, drinking tea from a cup.

Mu Wanqing saw him from afar. It was Du Shuai. He could even sit up. That was great.

The servant brought her to the pavilion, then bowed and left.

Du Shuai did not stand up, but pointed to the chair opposite him and said, "Sit down."

Mu Wanqing bowed to him, "Master Du."

She did not refuse, but sat down gracefully as she was told, looking up at Du Shuai.

Du Shuai’s face was pale and he was as thin as a paper man. He was wearing a thick cloak in such a hot day, but he sat upright and still had the demeanor of a soldier.

Mu Wanqing greeted softly, "Du Shuai, are you feeling well?"

It was a blessing for Du Shuai to escape death, but what did it matter that he was weak all over, had a damaged heart, and was unable to run and jump normally?

"I'm fine now. This time, it's all thanks to Doctor Song who saved my life. I have to thank you for that."

Mu Wanqing smiled slightly and said, "You're too polite. It's great to see that you are safe and sound. You are the backbone of the people of Xiliang. With you around, everyone feels at ease."

He has become the spiritual pillar of countless people, and the people of Xiliang firmly believe that he is their patron saint.

Du Shuai looked at the woman who was simply dressed and behaved elegantly, and he knew from the first sight that she was not an ordinary person.

"Tell me about gunpowder," he said bluntly.

Mu Wanqing had guessed a little before she came, and responded readily, "Okay."

She briefly talked about the weapon and its power, and its lethality on the battlefield.

She said that possessing gunpowder is equivalent to a dimensionality reduction attack and overwhelming strength. As long as the main general does not let down, there will be no loss.

That’s what I mean anyway.

Du Shuai understood what she meant and looked startled. "You just gave the gunpowder formula to Ze'er?"

He really wanted to go to the battlefield and see the destructive power of gunpowder with his own eyes. Is it really that powerful?

Mu Wanqing took credit with a smile, "Not only that, there are also several boxes of raw materials, which cost me a lot of money."

Du Shuai looked at her steadily, "What do you want?"

Mu Wanqing tilted her head slightly, her brows were calm, and her pair of black eyes were extremely quiet.

"Every man has a share of responsibility for the success or failure of his country. Although I am a woman, my love for my country and my compatriots is the same."

"I don't want to be a slave of a conquered nation and be trampled upon by others. This is also one of the reasons."

Commander Du seemed to be trying to determine the truth of these words, his eyes flickered slightly, "You stockpiled so much food and fodder before the New Year, did you predict this war long ago?"

Mu Wanqing lowered her eyes to hide the complicated look in her eyes, "I said it's not, it's just a coincidence, do you believe it?"

"I don't believe it." Du Shuai said firmly.

Mu Wanqing spread out her hands, looking as if she didn't believe it.

Du Shuai stared at her sharply, "If the enemy attacks, where are you going to escape to?"

Mu Wanqing: ...

Why are all these questions about death? Why do you ask this? What are you thinking? Can we still have fun?

She complained madly in her heart, but said righteously, "Of course, we will live and die together with Liangcheng."

Unexpectedly, Du Shuai said, "You want to take over Liangcheng and establish yourself as king, right?"

Mu Wanqing's heart trembled. He was worthy of being the God of War of Da Qi. He had a sharp eye and foresight.

"You're joking. Which woman has ever established herself as a king? I don't dare to think about it. I'm a weak girl who can't take care of myself. Du Shuai, what misunderstanding do you have about me?" She smiled innocently, like a cute little girl. "I'm a good citizen. I'm loyal to the court and the emperor. Heaven and earth can bear witness to that."

However, no matter how weak she pretended, she couldn't hide it from Du Shuai's eyes. "Your actions are inconsistent with your words."

Mu Wanwan was unhappy and glared back, "Have you been lying in bed for too long? Are you having all sorts of random thoughts? Why don't you just find someone to chat with and have a meal with?"

She doesn't care who the other person is. If he provokes her, she will still fight with him. She doesn't owe him anything.

On the contrary, she is their creditor!

Du Shuai looked at her seriously, but Mu Wanqing was not afraid at all and looked back at him without showing any weakness. Who was afraid of who?

Coach Du was silent. This was the only person who dared to look him in the eye and not feel inferior.

She is extremely courageous.

He took out a box and opened the lid. Inside was a large seal. "Do you know what this is?"

Mu Wanqing glanced at it. Official seal? "I don't know."

Commander Du turned the seal over, revealing the side with words on it, "Seal of the Commander-in-Chief."

Mu Wanqing was a little confused. Why did he let her see this seal? Did he want to scare her? That shouldn't be the case.

She casually complimented, "Oh, it's pretty."

Suddenly, a serious voice came from my ear, "Do you dare to answer it?"

Mu Wanqing:……? ? ?

She looked stunned, "What do you mean?"

Du Shuai's expression was extremely serious. "I will take over the Dusi Mansion and manage the people's livelihood in Xiliang."

It was like a heavy bomb dropping. Even though Mu Wanqing had excellent psychological quality, she was still confused by Du Shuai. "Do you know what you are talking about? Are you confused due to the fever? I'll ask Doctor Song to come and help you."

She stood up and was about to run when she heard Du Shuai's voice from behind, "You are extremely smart and ambitious. I will give you a chance."

Mu Wanqing paused and turned slightly, "Why?"

She never expected it and couldn't figure it out.

"During this chaotic time, Xiliang is in great need of a strong and capable local chief." Commander Du's distant gaze fell on the official seal, and it was unknown what he was thinking. "And I am not good at people's livelihood management, and my body can't handle it. You are young and ambitious, and your means, intelligence and strategy are beyond doubt."

Mu Wanqing looked left and right, but couldn't tell that he was joking.

"Are you sure you don't want to shirk your debt? Friendship is friendship, money is money, we are still brothers and we should settle accounts clearly."

As soon as these words came out, the serious atmosphere disappeared, and Du Shuai's mouth twitched, "No, I always keep my public and private affairs separate. Do you want to accept it?"

Mu Wanqing leaned against the railing, her eyebrows and eyes were as delicate as a painting, "Actually, you want to find someone who has no roots in Xiliang, no connections, and no network of interests to be the leader."

This way, it is easier to control.

Du Shuai was a little surprised. She was really too smart, like a demon. "You have no feelings for the Du family, but you are loyal to Ze'er. I need someone who will do his best to protect Ze'er."

The person who is willing to give away even gunpowder is the most suitable one.

Logically speaking, one should be chosen from the Du family or the in-laws, but everyone has their own selfish desires.

Once you come into contact with the supreme power, who can guarantee that your original intention will not change?

"Then will you answer it?"

Looking closely at the entire Xiliang region, no one can compare to her in terms of intelligence, means, and ability.

She has a decisiveness that ordinary people don't have, which is the most important quality of a local official.

Her only weakness is her gender, but when a person is strong enough, gender and age don't matter.

"Go ahead, as long as you fully support me, what would I be afraid of?"

Du Shuai looked at the heroic girl with mixed feelings in his heart, "I hope I am not wrong about her." This is a big gamble.

The opportunity has been given to her, whether she can seize it depends on her ability.

"Then you watch carefully." Mu Wanqing raised her eyebrows slightly, "You have predicted the future situation, right?"

She also predicted this, so she made arrangements in advance.

To some extent, the two have reached the same destination through different paths.

If you can get control openly, then why make plans in secret?

Du Shuai could only remain silent. The breeze blew by, and there was an indescribable silence.

After Mu Wanqing left, Du Shuai's strong spirit collapsed immediately. He clutched the corner of the table tightly with both hands, his face full of unbearable pain, and the clothes on his back were already wet with sweat.

His body was completely broken down.

At the gate of the Dusi Mansion, Mu Wanqing held the seal of the Duzhihui Division in her hand, looked up at the plaque, her eyes surprisingly bright.

She is here!