Chapter 110 The Queen Mother Plays the Flute



"Holy Maiden, this old fox won't see us. What should we do?"

On the street in front of the Right Prime Minister's residence, a pale-faced, beardless man spoke to a woman dressed in white, wearing a cloak and a veil.

"This old fox is cunning and treacherous. Since he is unwilling to cooperate, we have no choice but to find a way to kill Qin Chuan ourselves," the woman said in a voice as melodious as a nightingale.

“Holy Maiden, Jiang Ran has been detained in the Dali Temple prison for some time now. Shouldn’t we go and rescue her?” said another pale-faced, beardless man.

How to save them?

The saint stopped in her tracks, her tone somewhat angry.

"I...I don't know either..."

The saintess gave the two of them a cold glance. "I sent you two to the palace to be eunuchs, but you were kicked out before you even entered. How can there be such stupid people as you two!"

“Holy Maiden, it’s not that we’re stupid, it’s just that Eunuch Zhang’s questions were too tricky. Neither of us answered correctly and we were thrown out,” one of them protested.

"What question did that eunuch Zhang ask?" the saintess asked coldly.

"Eunuch Zhang asked: 'What is the next line after "This love can only be cherished in memory"?'"

"Um?"

The saintess frowned slightly. "Is this a poem?"

"That's right, we don't know anything about poetry. How could we possibly answer this kind of question? That eunuch Zhang said that we weren't smart enough and then hit us..." the man said, looking aggrieved.

"It seems..." The Holy Maiden moved her lotus-like steps and slowly said, "I, the Holy Maiden, will have to personally go and meet this Qin Chuan first."

Seeing the two people following behind, the Holy Maiden asked, "How many more days until Qin Chuan arrives in the capital?"

"They should arrive tomorrow..."

The saintess touched the soft sword at her waist. "Alright, you two continue to gather information at the Dali Temple. From now on, meet at the same place every three days at the beginning of the afternoon."

"Yes, Holy Maiden."

...

In the back hall of the Right Chancellor's residence, Li Zongmin looked at Li Jingxiu and asked, "Have those people been driven away?"

Li Jingxiu bowed his head and said, "Master, I saw with my own eyes that the guards chased them away."

"Okay, if they dare to come again next time, we'll beat them up."

"Yes, sir."

Li Zongmin dismissed Li Jingxiu.

He picked up his teacup, took a slow sip, and muttered to himself, "The Crimson Moon Society? What the hell..."

He muttered to himself, "Did that letter ever reach Qin Chuan...?"

...

The vast procession, resembling a long dragon, stretched as far as the eye could see, winding along the official road.

As the smoke and dust cleared, only battle flags fluttering in the wind, each bearing the large character "Qin".

On their way back to the capital, the soldiers of Da Gan were all in high spirits, their faces beaming with the joy of victory. Their shadows stretched long in the setting sun, as if reflecting the glory and splendor of the Da Gan Empire.

The Xiongnu prisoners, dejected, slowly walked under the whips of the Han people.

The Tuqi Chanyu on the prison cart had a blank and lifeless eye, his head hung low and his hair disheveled; he no longer possessed the domineering and majestic air of the past.

A black-covered carriage slowly drove along the central section of the front half of the army, surrounded by hundreds of personal guards in front and behind. All the guards looked at the carriage with eyes full of admiration and awe.

Once, everyone thought that the title of "Imperial Preceptor" was just that—a title.

The people in the carriage exemplify what it truly means to be a "national leader"!

The man in the carriage couldn't ride a horse, and even wearing heavy armor, he couldn't run more than two miles. However, this did not stop people from respectfully calling him the "God of War"!

Some people also call him the "God of War"!

Since the founding emperor, no one has ever achieved such a brilliant record. This achievement is truly unprecedented and unparalleled throughout history!

Of course, they would never have guessed that Qin Chuan was fast asleep with his head on the Queen's lap at that very moment...

The queen's hands were still bound with zip ties, and she let Qin Chuan rest his head on her lap.

At this moment, Qin Chuan was motionless with his eyes closed, drool was still slightly coming from his mouth, and it seemed that a tent was being pitched under his clothes...

"How does he even manage to sleep...?"

The queen was puzzled, and when she saw him raise his tent, she wondered if he was having another erotic dream.

"My wife... my wife... come up here..."

Qin Chuan muttered something, and the Empress frowned, pulling her legs closer together.

After a while, Qin Chuan woke up.

The queen acted as if nothing had happened and softly called out, "Master."

Qin Chuan wiped his drool with her clothes, moved his head off her legs, sat up straight, stretched, and said, "Going back to Beijing took half a month..."

"Is Master missing his hometown?"

Qin Chuan rubbed his eyes and said, "My hometown isn't in the capital."

The queen asked softly, "Where is your master's hometown?"

Qin Chuan yawned slightly and said, "My hometown doesn't even exist in this world..."

Upon hearing this, the queen's face showed only confusion.

Qin Chuan rinsed his mouth with mineral water, lifted the curtain, spat out the mouthwash, and saw An Dingguo riding a motorcycle beside him. He said, "General, why are you riding an iron horse? The army is moving so slowly, riding an iron horse will drive you crazy..."

To everyone's surprise, An Dingguo burst into laughter: "I love this iron horse! It's better than a live horse! It's more obedient than a live horse; it goes wherever I tell it to go!"

"Then you can ride it."

Qin Chuan chuckled. The entire army's motorcycles were stored at Longmen Pass, in case they were needed for future battles. Besides, if the soldiers rode them all the time, they wouldn't be able to afford that much fuel...

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