Chapter 295 Brocade Book
Both General Xu and Prince Jing could predict that this great victory would have far-reaching consequences and might even be the prelude to ending the war between the two countries.
After Qi Shuo went to take a shower and change his clothes, the two discussed how to write the battle report, and then they had a small disagreement on the matter of Qi Shuo impersonating Wuli.
"Not making public the fact that the Crown Prince is deeply involved in Tiger Studies? That's too unfair to the Crown Prince."
Prince Jing smiled and said, "The battle report to His Majesty will naturally be truthful, but we won't need to do that here. Previously, Northern Qi has been using those Great Zhou rebels to shake our military morale. Once Wu Ye's head is hung on the city wall, let the Qi people reflect on why even Wu Ye's nephew defected to our Great Zhou. This will definitely help strengthen our own confidence and undermine the enemy's..."
"It's a pity for the prince." General Xu sighed.
If the soldiers on our side knew about the achievements of Prince Jing, his prestige in the army would undoubtedly increase greatly.
"Alright, General Xu, don't hesitate. This is what I meant. It's all for the ultimate victory."
I'm not planning to rebel, so why does Shuoer want such high prestige? Is he looking for trouble?
"Your Highness..." General Xu's eyes were filled with tears.
Prince Jing and his son are truly noble and selfless!
Qi Shuo no longer had the energy to think about what Prince Jing and General Xu had discussed.
Disguised as someone else, I had to think carefully about every word and every action, as the slightest mistake could lead to disaster. Now that my tense heartstrings had relaxed, a deep sense of fatigue washed over me like a tidal wave.
Qi Shuo soaked in the steaming wooden barrel and almost fell asleep.
"Prince, please change your clothes and go to sleep on the kang. Be careful not to catch a cold if you soak in the water for too long." The personal guard called softly.
The man who was leaning against the edge of the wooden barrel with his eyes slightly closed opened his eyes, quickly stood up and stepped out of the barrel, took the soft towel handed to him by the personal guard, wiped off the water droplets, and changed into comfortable underwear.
"Bring me the armor." Qi Shuo's voice became even hoarse due to the heat.
The guard hesitated.
With today's great victory, it is unlikely that the Qi people will launch a surprise attack. Even if something unexpected happens, the prince should have a good rest.
"Go get it." Qi Shuo said lightly.
He understood the guards' thoughts, but when the two armies were fighting to this point, being able to fight at any time was the most basic requirement for a soldier.
"Yes." The guards hurried to get the armor.
Qi Shuo silently put on his soft armor and went to the study.
The study is colder than the dormitory. Ink has condensed in the inkstone and no one has touched it for a long time.
After grinding the ink slowly, Qi Shuo picked up the pen and began to write the letter.
The battle reports had nothing to do with him. What he wanted to write were two letters home, one to his mother and one to Ah Hao.
The letter to Princess Jing was quickly completed, and the letter paper to Lin Hao was piled up one after another until there was no more room on the desk.
The guard couldn't help but ask, "Prince, are you writing a book?"
Shouldn't a family letter be written to the princess? He suspected that the prince had written a storybook for the princess.
Qi Shuo has a calm personality, which is why his subordinates dare to joke with him.
"You're too talkative." Qi Shuo wasn't really annoyed, and certainly not shy. "Put away the dried ink. I haven't finished writing yet."
He still had many, many things to say to Ah Hao.
He hadn't written a single letter these days because of his plan to get rid of Karasuno. Both his mother and Ah Hao must have been worried about him.
Just thinking of Lin Hao reading the letter seriously, the man with half-dry black hair and writing the letter couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.
After he put down his pen, his personal guards delivered the two letters.
Qi Shuo's family letter was quickly delivered to Prince Jing's Mansion by taking advantage of the convenience of delivering war reports.
At that time, Qi Qiong was about to go find Lin Hao. When he heard that it was a letter from the north, he took the letter.
There were three family letters in total, one from Prince Jing to Princess Jing, one from Qi Shuo to Princess Jing, and the other from Qi Shuo to Lin Hao.
What Qi Qiong was most worried about these days was her injured brother. When she saw Qi Shuo's letter, she ran into the main courtyard with her skirt lifted up.
"Mother, there's a letter from my eldest brother!"
Princess Jing lost a lot of weight due to her worry about her son and husband. When she heard her daughter's words, she hurriedly said, "Hurry and bring the letter!"
Qi Qiong smiled broadly and handed over the two letters: "One is from my father, and the other is from my elder brother."
It's no wonder that she was so happy. Receiving a letter from her brother meant that he was fine.
Princess Jing grabbed the family letter, put Prince Jing's letter on the table, and couldn't wait to open the other one.
After reading her son's letter and then her husband's letter, Princess Jing's smile grew wider and wider, and finally she wiped away her tears.
"Mother—"
Princess Jing wiped her eyes and smiled, "Not only is your elder brother alright, he's also accomplished great things."
“That’s great!”
Princess Jing's eyes fell on her daughter's hand: "Qiong'er, what are you holding in your hand?"
If it weren't wrapped in brown paper, it would look like a brick in thickness.
"This..." Qi Qiong's first reaction was to hide it. Seeing Princess Jing raised her eyebrows, she handed the letter over with a wry smile.
"This is..." Princess Jing did not answer.
"A letter from my elder brother to Ah Hao."
Princess Jing's first reaction was to pick up the letter given to her.
Seeing Princess Jing's actions, Qi Qiong wanted to hide the letter even more.
My mother will definitely be angry if you show such partiality to me, right?
Look at the brick-like letter in my hand - this one is favored; then look at the piece of paper my mother is holding - well, that one is not favored.
She had read a lot of books, but this was the first time she found a word so appropriate.
When the little princess secretly worried about her brother and friend, Princess Jing shook her head and said angrily, "This unfilial son."
My son has grown up indeed. Fortunately, he still remembers to write a piece of paper for his old mother.
Princess Jing smiled and put away the two letters written to her.
Qi Qiong blinked: "Mother, you are not angry?"
"What are you angry about?" Princess Jing patted the box used for letters, "I have two letters from your mother."
Seeing her daughter still standing there in a daze, she patted the back of her daughter's hand and said, "Why don't you deliver the bricks your eldest brother sent to Miss Lin Er?"
"Oh, I'll go right away." Qi Qiong trotted out of the palace with a thick letter, his steps brisk.
When Lin Hao saw the smiling little princess, his heart began to beat faster.
There must be news about Ah Shuo!
Qi Qiong couldn't wait to speak: "Oh, my elder brother has sent a letter!"
The letter, as thick as a brick, felt heavy in his hand, and Lin Hao put it into his sleeve like a treasure.
"Hey, why don't you open it and take a look?"
"I seem to have written quite a bit. I'll read it when I have some free time."
Qi Qiong chuckled: "Just kidding, take your time to read it, I'm going back first."
"Princess, why are you in such a hurry? Let's play for a while before leaving."
Qi Qiong raised an eyebrow: "Then I won't leave?"
Lin Hao smiled and pushed her: "If the county lord has something to do, go and do it."
How can you take polite words seriously?
The little princess left with a smile.
Lin Hao took out the letter, carefully opened the seal, and read it word by word.
The letter was really thick, with more words than the storybook. After Lin Hao finished reading it, he couldn't help but read it again. Before he knew it, it was dark.
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