"I like to hear that," Wei Xian casually threw a heavy stone. If it weren't for Chen Xin's quick eyes and hands, this unknown material would have fallen to the ground and probably shattered into pieces.
After Chen Xin opened the very heavy laughing cloth bag in his hand, he saw the golden seal engraved with flying eagles, tigers and leopards inside, and his eyes widened: "...They actually brought such important things with them when they went out. Compared with you, their brains are really a world apart."
At first glance, Chen Xin's words seemed to be praising Wei Xian for being smarter than the people in Hudu, but when he thought about it carefully, there was a different meaning in it: "It's a good thing to say, but when it comes out of your mouth, why does it make people feel a little unhappy?"
"You're just being overly suspicious," Chen Xin said as he carefully placed the Northern Desert's royal seal in his arms. Seeing Hu Du being so cautious, even carrying the seal with him when he went out to do something, it seemed like many tribes in the Northern Desert weren't too happy with Hu Du's claim to the throne.
After the two of them returned to Gyeonggi City and sat on the city wall, looking up at the ever-changing crescent moon and dark clouds above, they couldn't help but feel drunk. They weren't going to sleep well tonight anyway, so they might as well chat and drink and laze around for a while.
After a glass of cold wine went down his throat, Wei Xian couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief. It had been a long time since he had drunk like this. They say drinking can lead to delays, and after tonight, I'm afraid it will be a long time before I have another opportunity like this. Originally, Chen Xin thought that it was a rare opportunity to have such a leisurely time, so he wanted to chat with Wei Xian about something unrelated to official business. But before he could open his mouth, Wei Xian took the initiative and said, "By the way, did you get anything useful from Hudu just now?"
Chen Xin sighed softly and said, "Do you think he would tell me so easily? But I think his sudden betrayal must be related to Xiahou Qing. But where did the artillery come from? And what did Xiahou Qing promise him that would make him turn against us in the middle of a battle and do such things behind our backs? This series of events has yet to be concluded."
Wei Xian half-lay on the roof, recalling what he could remember about the artillery in his mind, and said, "In the past, the only source of artillery was South Vietnam. There shouldn't be any problems with using it with Rong for the time being, right?"
Chen Xin said that Shi Zairong was indeed more reassuring than Hu. "Regardless of whether Shi Zairong would suddenly make such a move, the most urgent task is to find out the source of the artillery first."
After Wei Xian threw the empty bottle into Shen Xin's arms, he stood up and said, "If you want the news to come quickly, why not just go to the black market?"
Chen Xin looked up at him and then drank leisurely: "Then I'll leave this matter entirely to you. I'll go back and tell Qingliang Valley about this."
…By the time Wei Xian returned from the black market with the news, it was already daybreak. To be more precise, another day had passed. Chen Xin had been waiting for him in the mansion, afraid of missing something and not daring to leave the study. Seeing Wei Xian's brisk steps returning, he couldn't help but stand up and greet him.
Wei Xian saw the owner of the Liuxiang Tavern, the son-in-law of the Duke's Mansion, and the master of the Qingliang Palace coming out to greet him personally, and his pace gradually slowed down. It was a rare moment to be so anxious, so he let him worry for a while. "Why do you seem to have nothing to do? Have you already sent the letter?"
Chen Xin smiled apologetically and said, "Not yet. Aren't we just waiting for Master Wei to come back? What do the black market say?"
Wei Xian saw that Chen Xin's attitude was quite good. After entering the study, he closed the door and said, "The black market said that the explosives they had were obtained from a girl with eye problems. The only time they used them was when they gave them to our allies. And they are sure that all the explosives they sold have been used up. There will be no left."
Black market traders will never reveal their true identities unless necessary. Of course, the Qingliang Valley incident is an exception. Firstly, there's Hua Wuxin's request and the transaction with Qingliang Valley. Secondly, because of Tang Chen's piece of floating brocade, the black market has to open a backdoor to the Qingliang Palace, a major customer. Otherwise, if a competitor emerges in the future, this fat sheep will fall into the hands of others.
After that, Wei Xian continued, "I heard from people in the black market that the only two people who can make such powerful artillery and ammunition and have the secret recipe are Ou Yezi and Xihe."
Speaking of this, the smile on Chen Xin's face gradually disappeared. Xihe had mentioned before that in order to rescue Yaochen, she had sold a lot of explosives due to her tight budget. Besides the black market, she also seemed to have mentioned that the people of Beimo had helped her a lot in secret. At the time, she didn't pay much attention to it. Now thinking about it, isn't the relationship between them obvious? "The last time Xihe came, I remember she seemed to mention that the explosion in the Forbidden Palace was related to her. But because of the undead incident, I didn't have time to ask more and forgot about it."
Wei Xian guessed what Chen Xin was thinking from the look on his face, but sitting here and making blind guesses wasn't a good idea. He might even slander others if he wasn't careful. He should investigate thoroughly before jumping to conclusions. "Then let Qingliang Valley keep a close eye on Miss Xihe's situation. Even Beimo has artillery now. In the long run, our losses from this battle won't be small."
Chen Xin gave a helpless smile and said, "There's nothing we can do. This is war. So, oftentimes, if a monarch can use marriage to buy peace, he will definitely not start a war."
The distance between Jingji City and Qingliang Valley is not close, and it is unknown when Chen Xin's letter will reach Wang Yanzhou's hands. They also don't know what happened outside Qingliang Valley. When they are fighting each other, they can only pray silently in their hearts for each other's safety.
...Wang Yanzhou led the tens of thousands of well-trained and well-prepared Qingliang Valley troops to the town outside Zhiyou Forest and set up camp near this forest filled with the aura of death. Considering that the town was already very crowded, if the Qingliang Valley army entered, they would probably be in a jam.
After handing over his men to Wang Nianqing and the others, Wang Yanzhou took off his armor, put on his casual clothes, and quietly entered the town by stepping on the rooftops. After quietly scouting the town for a while, Wang Yanzhou saw that there were no familiar people around, so he headed straight for the city wall.
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