During these five years, the internal political regimes in both the North and the South underwent earth-shaking changes.
The Southern warlord Marshal Wu Zhanqi completely severed his relationship with the Tang Clan, a family of ancient martial arts and medicine.
Then, a series of scandals broke out in the Tang Clan, such as abusing medical skills and poison techniques to treat people, taking human lives lightly, selling dp, causing chaos in the army, and embezzling military pay. The whole city was in an uproar, and big-character posters were covered with bright red crosses. The Tang Clan fled, some died and some were injured. The eldest daughter of the Tang family and the person in charge of the Tang Clan disappeared without a trace overnight.
At the same time, his behavior of abandoning the donkey after it has served its purpose also made some local forces in Xuancheng feel uneasy. Within five years, Wu Zhanqi was on the verge of life and death in internal struggles three times, but it seemed that he was born with a tough life. Every time he was assassinated, he could escape from the hands of the King of Hell with his last breath.
In order to find the undercover, Xuancheng went through waves of internal struggles. The city was in turmoil and turmoil until it finally calmed down two years ago.
The withdrawal of the Tang Clan was quickly replaced by fresh blood.
The rapid reshuffle of internal forces in the South also allowed Wu Zhanqi to completely grasp the military and financial power in the next two years, which made his ambitions expand rapidly.
After recuperating for such a long time, the battle between the North and the South is about to begin!
The shame of the confrontation five years ago should also be washed away by him!
At the same time, across the river in the north.
The Northern Marshal Chu Xiaotian, who was rumored to be bedridden, suddenly recovered quickly. Without any worries, Young Master Chu was able to free up his hands, rectify the internal affairs of Jiangbei, end the internal strife with an iron-blooded approach, and then reshuffle the army. He secured his position as the top leader in a very short time.
A year ago, he emerged from nowhere with a perfect victory in a battle, and the name Chu Luwei spread throughout both sides of the river.
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When the first ray of sunlight came in in the early morning, the door was pushed open by a soft little hand.
"My beautiful Dai Dai, the maids are already outside getting ready. Grandpa Gan said that if you don't get up soon, the sun will burn your butt!"
The person lying on the bed turned over lazily, his long brown hair spread out behind his head, swirling like big waves. He obviously decided to ignore the young gentleman who was waving him to get up, and was ready to turn over and sleep for a while longer.
The little gentleman in a miniature Zhongshan suit has his back straight, like a young poplar. Just looking at his face makes one feel noble and imposing. When he grows up, he will definitely charm thousands of girls.
At this time, the young gentleman held his forehead with some annoyance, and frowned, which made the maids who followed him feel sorry for him.
His beautiful mom loves to stay in bed so much that he is very distressed as a son.
In desperation, the little gentleman could only step to the bed with his short legs, but because his hands were too small, he could only grab a corner of the quilt.
"My beautiful Dai Dai, it's already noon. The maids are waiting outside. Grandpa Gan said that if you don't get up now, you will miss the banquet."
The word "banquet" successfully dispelled Qingdai's laziness, making her sit up from the bed immediately, rub her eyebrows, and seriously try to make amends for herself.
"Little Qingzan, Grandpa Gan won't rush me to get up. Don't put all the blame on Grandpa Gan."
The name "Qingzan" was given by his "godfather".
Before Qingdai could react, the ID card had been processed.
Qingdai silently ignored the fact that the little guy seemed to have the surname "Chu".
When the little gentleman was about to retort, Qingdai had already picked him up with one hand and kissed his smooth cheek.
Qing Zan's annoyance immediately disappeared.
As a gentleman, you should always pay attention to the mood of the lady.
Mother Huang, who came in later, couldn't help but smile knowingly when she saw the loving interaction between mother and son.
After sending her son away, Qingdai smiled at Huang's mother and said, "Sister Huang, thank you for your help."
"No, no trouble. The mayor specifically instructed you to get some rest."
A few girls in helper clothes came in from behind, followed by a makeup artist carrying a makeup box, who also pushed in a rack of clothes.
Qingdai leaned lazily in the chair, letting them tinker with her.
After dressing up Qingdai, the makeup artist also gave Qingzan a simple eyebrow trim, making him a true little gentleman.
After dressing up, the mother and son looked like different people. They were exquisite from head to toe, even down to every strand of hair. It made people sigh that this family has good genes and is so good-looking. When they walk on the street, you can tell they are different at a glance.
"Thank you, makeup artist uncle."
Little Qingzan behaved very politely and even offered the makeup artist a handkerchief to wipe her hands.
The makeup artists were all touched by the children.
"You're welcome, young master."
The makeup artist restrained her tone, but in fact she was already screaming with cuteness in her heart. Who has such a cute and adorable little baby?
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After Qingdai put on her British high heels, she took little Qingzan downstairs.
The mayor had been waiting in the living room for a while.
He is in his fifties, but there is no trace of impatience between his brows. Although there are some traces of time on his face, he is energetic and in good health.
Sitting opposite him was Qing Yuanshan, sitting a little stiffly, his eyes fixed on the stairs, looking forward to someone coming out from there.
"Father, godfather, we are fine."
Qingdai lifted the hem of her skirt. To suit the occasion, she was not wearing her usual cheongsam today, but a gauze skirt that the mayor's friend brought back from overseas. At this moment, the hem of her skirt fluttered beautifully, revealing elegance in a low-key manner.
"Daidai..."
Qing Yuanshan was very excited to see his daughter, and the boy she was holding in her hand should be his grandson.
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