The impetuous young man who once acted rashly and impulsively is gradually shedding his naivety under the relentless baptism of war.
Witnessing the cruelty of war for the first time left a deep mark on his heart, making him understand even more the cruelty of war and the weight of responsibility.
Therefore, Ning Chenyu studied military strategy even more diligently, often reading alone by candlelight in his tent late at night.
I carefully studied those yellowed military books, trying to draw strength from the wisdom of the ancients.
He would also carefully observe the generals' command strategies on the battlefield, learning how they made the right decisions in rapidly changing situations.
How to boost the morale of soldiers and how to skillfully use tactics to defeat the enemy.
Through repeated practical exercises and real battles, Ning Chenyu has continuously grown.
His once innocent eyes now hold a hint of determination and maturity, and his every move exudes a composed and dignified air.
As dawn broke over Tianxuan Capital, countless golden rays pierced through the thin clouds like sharp swords, gilding the majestic palace and the well-arranged buildings with a magnificent golden edge.
The morning court session slowly came to a close in a solemn atmosphere. Officials, dressed in court robes, chatted in twos and threes as they gradually dispersed from the court.
Qin Qianlu strode forward, her posture upright, her expression relaxed.
Still savoring the discussions from the morning court session, he was about to head home to enjoy this rare moment of leisure.
As she approached the palace gate, her steps were suddenly blocked by a figure.
Qin Qianlu stopped instinctively and looked up, only to see Minister Luo Qi'an standing respectfully in front of her.
Luo Qi'an had an unnatural smile on his face, as if he was both nervous and expectant.
He raised his hand and gently straightened his sleeves, his movements carrying a deliberate air of composure.
Then he respectfully performed a deep bow, leaning forward slightly until his forehead almost touched the ground.
As he stood up, his tone was earnest, yet tinged with caution: "Greetings, Your Highness!"
If I may be so bold, it is said that several rare and precious flowering trees have recently been added to the residence. The flowers are in full bloom, and the tea is also fragrant and delicious.
"I also have a request, Your Highness. I humbly request that you come to my humble abode so that I may explain it to you in person. I hope Your Highness will grant my request."
Upon hearing this, Qin Qianluo's astonishment intensified, her brows furrowed slightly, and her eyes were filled with curiosity.
She smiled slightly, revealing a gentle expression, trying to soothe the somewhat nervous Minister in front of her.
He raised his hand and waved it, his tone relaxed yet sincere: "Minister of State, there's no need to be so formal."
Since you have important matters to discuss, why not tell me the general outline first? If I can help, I will certainly not refuse.
Luo Qi'an looked dejected, shook his head slightly with a bitter smile, his face full of helplessness and guilt.
He raised his hand and bowed slightly, bending even lower, his voice choked with emotion and earnestness: "Your Highness, please forgive me. I am truly ashamed. I should not have troubled you with such trivial matters at home."
"However, my youngest daughter, Luo Yuning, has been causing me a lot of trouble lately, which has left me truly worried. I had no choice but to trouble Your Highness. I hope Your Highness will forgive me."
Upon hearing Luo Qi'an's request, Qin Qianluo's composed expression froze instantly, and a clear look of surprise flashed in her bright eyes.
She frowned slightly, quickly searching her mind for memories related to the eldest daughter of the Luo family, confirming that she and this Luo Yuning were indeed complete strangers.
He couldn't help but wonder why the Minister of the Imperial Secretariat would come to him for help.
She looked up at Luo Qi'an and saw that his brows were furrowed, and his face was full of anxiety and helplessness.
Fine beads of sweat even appeared on his forehead, as if he were being suffocated by endless sorrow.
A wave of pity washed over Qin Qianluo, and she sighed inwardly, thinking, "Well, since he's in such a predicament, why not lend a hand?"
After a slight hesitation, she smiled gently and said softly, "Minister, there's no need for that. I will go with you."
After saying that, she turned to face the guard beside her, her eyes filled with a hint of entrustment, and said in a low voice, "Go and tell Father about this."
Tell him that I am accompanying the Minister of the Imperial Secretariat to his residence, and that he need not worry.
After receiving the order, the guard hurriedly left. Qin Qianluo, on the other hand, followed leisurely behind the carriage of the Minister of the Imperial Secretariat.
The clatter of hooves, accompanied by the rumble of wheels, carried them slowly toward the residence of the Minister of Works.
At this moment, Qin Xiang was sitting in a chair, holding a book in his hands, seemingly taking notes.
The guards told Prime Minister Qin everything about how Qin Qianluo had accompanied the Minister of the Imperial Secretariat to his residence.
Upon hearing this, Qin Xiang unconsciously stopped holding the book in mid-air, a look of confusion on his face.
He put down the book in his hand, gently stroking his chin with his right hand, thinking to himself: his daughter had no connection with the eldest daughter of the Minister of Rites.
They rarely even have the chance to meet, so what is the purpose of Luo Qi'an's visit to seek help?
Just as Prime Minister Qin was filled with doubt, Su Jinyun happened to overhear the conversation between the guard and Prime Minister Qin.
She paused slightly, lost in thought. Su Jinyun had heard a little about Luo Yuning, the eldest daughter of the Minister of Personnel.
Luo Yuning is quite well-known in Beijing's social circles.
Rumors circulated that she was arrogant and domineering, and acted in a high-profile and flamboyant manner, often abusing her power in the capital.
Recently, however, news about her has suddenly disappeared, as if she has vanished into thin air, and no one knows what happened.
Su Jinyun couldn't help but feel a little worried. The capital city seemed calm on the surface, but undercurrents were surging. If one was not careful, one could fall into a place of no return.
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