Chapter 338: All support can be used, all resistance can be removed



Chapter 338: All support can be used, all resistance can be removed

Bai Yu cleared out half of the books in the Bai Mansion's study and even dismantled the bookshelves.

Nearly half of the huge study is occupied by a sand table, on which the topography of each country in the Central Plains is clearly visible, and even the veins of mountains, rivers and streams are outlined.

The young man in white stood in front of the sand table with his hands behind his back, his gaze slowly sweeping across the locations of various countries, his eyes deep and dark.

Like a hunter standing on a high place looking down at his prey, he chooses the prey to attack calmly, and the ruthlessness and coldness hidden in his bones finally show a hint at this moment.

At the other end of the study, next to the window, beside the old pear wood desk, Bai Kui sat with an air of grandeur, but the expression on his face was completely different.

The pain in my heart is beyond words.

His son moved away his decades-long collection of books just as he was told.

It's like cleaning up garbage.

"Butler, find Bai Yuan and ask him to pass on the order to continue looking for books for me. I need five hundred books, no, one thousand books..." After taking a big gulp of cold tea to cool down, Bai Kui called the butler who was waiting beside him and gave the order weakly.

The housekeeper hesitated and suggested, "Master, how about... we clear out the next room and renovate the study? For your personal use?"

Otherwise, if the young master wants to use the entire study one day, all your books will be lost.

The master and the butler looked at each other, and the master was so angry that he drank the remaining half pot of cold tea and said, "Go and do it!"

"Yes, leave such trivial matters to me and I will see to it being handled perfectly for the master!" The old butler bowed and took his leave.

The study door was closed from the outside.

The expression on Bai Kui's face faded, and his gaze fell on the huge sand table opposite him. "Yu'er, are you really going to do this?"

"Why not?" The young man didn't look back, but turned a small flag with his slender fingers, wondering where to insert the flag.

"Fine, your father can't control what you want to do anyway." Bai Kui snorted, stood up and walked over, "Have you decided which dog bone to pick on?"

"Not yet, I'm still choosing."

"Nine nations crisscross the Central Plains, five of which are small and dependent on the four major nations. Their every word and action depends on the will of the major nations, and their every move is monitored by the dependent nations. If any of them harbor any ambitions, they will be unable to conceal them."

"So, the people capable of digging up underworld iron, creating living dead, and concealing their presence from the Qiang people are unlikely to be from one of the Five Small Nations," Bai Yu continued. "As for Darong, ever since Guiyi Pavilion was chosen, its genealogy has fallen into our hands, and Wangque Tower has replaced the secret agents stationed by Guiyi Pavilion in various places. If Darong makes any unusual moves, it will definitely not escape Godfather's eyes."

"That is to say, the people who plotted against Tianbao are most likely from four or three major countries."

"Four."

"Xi Ling has never been involved in these disputes, and the Nine Nation Wanted Notices weren't written by Xi Ling. Son, we don't need to count Xi Ling in this. Why would we needlessly provoke another powerful enemy?"

Bai Yu tilted his head, looking at his father who was trying hard to maintain a serious expression, and smiled, "Old man, a wolf would never say he is a wolf. How can you tell whether he is an enemy or a friend?"

"...Well, what if he's wrongly accused? Maybe Xiling is a helper?"

"All support can be used, and all resistance can be eliminated." Bai Yu stopped turning the flag, leaned forward slightly, and inserted the small flag somewhere on the sand table.

Bai Kui's eyes followed the movement of the little ancestor's fingers the whole time. When he saw the flag falling on Dong Pu's head, he rubbed his sweaty palm without any expression.

The old father's serious face was covered with a smile again, "Son——"

"Dad, you seem to be particularly patient today. You even spent a long time with me looking at the sand pile."

"..." Bai Kui put away his smile and walked out with his hands behind his back, "Butler, butler, have you finished the task I asked you to do?"

Bai Yu withdrew his gaze from the old man's fleeing figure and looked towards Xiling. The darkness in his eyes became even darker, and the meaning was difficult to understand.

The twelve shadow guards spent more than ten days to "persuade" the fierce bandits from the thirty-three villages on the ancient road to join the army.

Knowing that his master wanted to stay in Tubei Village for a longer time, he considerately stayed outside for a few more days before reporting to Tubei Village.

State affairs could not be neglected for long, and it was time for Wei Li to return to the capital.

Before leaving, the students gathered in the teacher's yard for a final gathering.

The sun was not too strong in the morning, and a low table was placed on the eaves of the main hall door.

Herbal tea and chessboard were arranged again.

When the students played chess with the teacher, they did not follow the gentlemanly style of watching a game in silence. The six of them joined together to compete against the teacher. When they won a piece, they cheered, and when they lost, they cursed.

Mrs. Huo sat in the main room to keep the shade, watching the fun with melon seeds in her hand, her eyes darting back and forth across the faces of the boys.

"Mom, what are you looking at? Your eyes are shining green, like a wolf looking at meat." Wheat Ear squatted in front of his mother, picked out a few melon seeds from her hand, and gave half of them to Bing'er.

Mrs. Huo tutted her words. "What's with the wolf looking at the meat? Several families selling vegetables and buns at the small market have daughters waiting to get married, and they asked me to be their matchmaker."

"Look for someone else to be your matchmaker. Don't set your sights on my brothers. They've been in the martial arts world for so many years, and ordinary girls are not suitable for them. Wei Li is the emperor, and a peasant girl can't possibly become the empress, so forget about that. And forget about Bai Yu. No one can control him except my sister Tianbao. I guess he'll end up alone like Uncle Changdong. As for the three brothers of the Su family... Su An will definitely look for someone who knows how to calculate and save money. Su Wen is obsessed with the outer qualities of scholars, and his wife must be well-educated and literate. And there's Su Wu, he likes men with strong fists."

Ordinary girls from small families are really not suitable for them.

Wheat Ear does not look down on those girls, nor does it necessarily require a match between the two families, but the couple should at least be of the same mind and in harmony.

Of course, her father and mother are a bit of an exception and are not included. Both father and mother are willing to fight and be beaten.

Mrs. Huo's mouth twitched. "You little girl, you know more about business than your mother?"

"Of course. I have at least two or three points of my father's brains. You haven't inherited a single cent."

“…”

If this wasn't her precious daughter, she would have kicked her to the sky.

I was looking forward to having a daughter so much, but now I don’t have a little cotton-padded jacket, and it’s so windy that it leaks in.

Mrs. Huo said angrily, "If you were even a little bit as lovely as your sweet sister, I would be overjoyed!"

"Then you can only burn incense and pray to Buddha in your next life to give you a child that will make you happy." Little Wheat Ear's little mouth gnawed melon seeds with a crunching sound. "Don't give birth in this life. If you do, it can only be a son."

"What do you mean?"

"Even if I have another daughter, she won't be as good as Sister Tianbao. I'm afraid you'll get angry again. My Sister Tianbao is one-of-a-kind."

"Stinky girl." The bandit's wife was so mad at her daughter that she lost her temper.

But my daughter is not wrong, Tianbao is indeed unique.

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