There are fewer lights in the back room than in the ceiling, so the light is dimmer.
Xianjin came over quickly. Qiao Hui finished speaking and, seeing that it was pitch dark, he was ready to lend a hand. Xianjin's steps were fast and steady. Qiao Hui naturally withdrew his hand and added, "...I thought you couldn't see clearly."
Xianjin smiled and said, "Not only do you know who my direct descendants are, but you also remember that I am night blind?"
Qiao Hui's back muscles tightened.
"You have such a good memory, no wonder you are the youngest candidate in Nanzhili!" Xianjin grinned, "Besides, no one has surpassed you yet, you must be very happy, right?"
Qiao Hui's muscles relaxed, and he pursed his lips as he looked at his big, golden teeth. He turned his head speechlessly, and his gaze returned to the "Twenty Rules" on the wall. He dragged the topic back to the topic, and spoke with speculation and inquiry, "Although these people are your pure and direct descendants, compared to Li Sanshun, Dong Wubo, Aunt Zhong and others, they are not well-known and not so eye-catching... So, where did you put these people?"
Xianjin took back his big-toothed flower, crossed his arms and stood beside him at the foot of the wall, "Let's just say, before the two armies engage in battle, are you also going to talk about tactics so brazenly?"
"Two armies fighting?" Qiao Hui chuckled, "You are now in a three-kingdoms situation, with Wei, Shu, and Wu each harboring evil intentions."
Xianjin's eyebrows raised, and his clear and cool eyes fell on Qiao Hui's face.
"You have the strong enemy Fujian Yukouzhi in front of you, and Madam Qu is eyeing you covetously. You are now Liu Bei of Shu, who only occupies Yizhou among the Nine Provinces. You are also pushed by Sun Quan of Wu, your old lady, to fight against the powerful Wei... If you lose, you will be sacrificed; if you win, you will be annexed..."
Qiao Hui smiled, "Jin'er, your situation is as difficult as a hairtail caught in the mouth of a shark."
Xianjin rolled his eyes.
It's hairtail again.
Is this guy going to have trouble with hairtail for the rest of his life?
Hairtail fish is so delicious, why do we demonize it?
Xianjin crossed his arms and rolled his eyes again, "Master Qiao traveled through mountains and rivers to visit the Jixi workshop at night, just to mock the poor Shu general?"
Qiao Hui stared at the wall and nodded casually, "What else? Because I miss you?"
When Xianjin rolled his eyes, Qiao Hui read the Twenty Rules again. The young man smiled and turned his head. His slender dark eyes looked like those drawn in a meticulous painting. "Don't tell me, it's because I miss you."
Without waiting for Xianjin to speak, Qiao Hui half turned sideways and said calmly, "I will go to the capital in the next two days. I will come and tell you in about half a month."
Xianjin nodded and asked, "Have you told Baozhu?"
Qiao Hui shook his head, "It's a secret trip, not suitable to tell Baozhu."
Then tell me!
Xianjin put his hand in front of his mouth and made a needle-threading motion. "I will definitely keep my mouth tightly shut."
Qiao Hui smiled, his sharp and delicate features narrow and clear, "I came here to ask you if you need to keep two death guards around you?"
What?
Is she already a business tycoon important enough to need a personal bodyguard?
Qiao Hui explained, "The battle at the top is not over yet, and my father is still at the center of the storm. I still need you to take care of him. I have eighty dead guards around me, all of whom are pirates from the East China Sea. They are all mute. If you need me, I can find two older ones to stay."
Oh, it’s not about protecting the giant crocodile, it’s about protecting Master Qiao.
Xianjin thought of Master Qiao’s rotten ankles - the capital was not peaceful, it seemed to be full of flowers and prosperity, but in fact, the situation was treacherous and turbulent.
Xianjin tilted his head in thought.
Qiao Hui raised his palm and waved his hand. Two dark shadows jumped out from the eaves as fast as dragonflies skimming the water.
Qiao Hui spoke with a natural and confident look, "The conflict between Grand Princess Bai'an and Emperor Zhaode. Three years ago, Emperor Zhaode intended to use the power of the cabinet to promote Neo-Confucianism and eradicate the School of Mind. In essence, he was trying to fight against Grand Princess Bai'an, who was quite prestigious in the court and the army."
"He attacked Marquis Dingyuan, who was born under the command of Grand Princess Bai'an, and took advantage of the situation to eliminate the representative of Xinxue, who was not powerful but had a high reputation, that is, my father;"
"When the situation in the East China Sea was unclear, I went out to sea under a false name. I first found refuge with a small group of pirates from southern Fujian. Then, I spent three months leading this group of pirates to the island where the Japanese generals were hiding and captured them alive. At the same time, Princess Bai'an also led a group of soldiers to travel at night to Fujian. They attacked the Fujian Provincial Administration Office at night and detained all the officials of Fujian. I worked with her from inside and outside to break the situation."
"The day the situation is broken is when the undercurrent of conflict between Princess Bai'an and Emperor Zhaode comes to the surface."
Qiao Hui casually placed the knuckles of his right hand on his dark brown outer robe, his fingers slender and strong, "The higher-ups have been fighting all the time. Should we make peace with the Japanese, or continue to fight? Should we close the maritime market, or continue to operate? All of this is unknown."
"Emperor Zhaode's faction used metaphors in a veiled way, saying that the eldest princess Bai'an was a hen that crowed at dawn, which was the root of her family's troubles; the eldest princess' faction openly denounced that the current sage was mediocre and incompetent, and that treacherous ministers were in power."
Xianjin listened quietly, then looked up and asked, "Are we sent by the Grand Princess?"
The two words "we" made Qiao Hui very happy, and it was difficult for him to suppress a smile.
"Yes." Qiao Hui nodded. "My father, your Master Qiao still upholds the integrity of a scholar and will never take sides. But I clearly support the Grand Princess."
Xianjin asked again, "Putting aside the teams you choose, who do you think has a greater chance of winning?"
Qiao Hui was silent for a moment. "Whoever works for the people will have a greater chance of winning. From what we can see so far, the reforms proposed by the Grand Princess protect the people and affect the rights and interests of the scholars and aristocratic families."
Xianjin thought for a while, then raised his chin with a sharp gaze, "So, the Grand Princess wants to make peace with the Japanese?"
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