Zhuo Mansion.
Zhuo Yi stared at the letter on the table for a long time. The king wanted him to deliver this letter to that place...
"Someone come here."
Zhuo Yi sat there until night fell, and even the servants outside were pacing anxiously before Zhuo Yi's voice finally rang out.
"Prepare the carriage and bring enough dry rations. I will be leaving for a while."
And so, in the dead of night, a carriage moved swiftly from the direction of the capital's gate, and then stopped at the city gate.
"Is the Prime Minister going to rescue someone?"
Chang Wuyou, dressed in a black robe, has been waiting here for a long time.
Looking at Chang Wuyou like this, Zhuo Yi suddenly laughed, "Chang Wuyou, you are a master strategist, but did you ever foresee this situation?"
"I told you, this is the great calamity."
The world was in chaos, and the ruler was not the only one to suffer such a calamity.
“Actually, you’re quite pathetic.” Zhuo Yi’s smile widened further. “You can only calculate the situation, but you can’t calculate how to break it.”
"Please help me with another divination. Will this trip have been worthwhile?"
A few breaths later, Chang Wuyou shook his head.
"He was supposed to die."
The light in Zhuo Yi's eyes gradually faded. He lowered the carriage window, and suddenly, he heard a very faint voice say, "But there are also variables."
"The final outcome depends entirely on the Prime Minister."
Thanks.
The carriage wheels continued to turn, and Zhuo Yi knew the importance of this trip.
The current king is like a madman obsessed with killing; this sword without a scabbard is too dangerous. And Your Highness... perhaps you are just like the king.
Therefore, Marquis Dingyuan had to survive and become the scabbard of the ruler.
As a descendant of the Jiang family, one should not be able to bear seeing the people bleed.
Thinking of this, a bitter smile suddenly appeared on Zhuo Yi's face. He had forgotten that his wife was also the direct sister of the Marquis of Dingyuan.
Damn it.
Jing Zhao.
......
Hengxian County.
Bai Qian sat in her tent, facing an increasingly detailed map.
“We wiped out all the bandits in the vicinity.”
A clear, cold female voice rang out, and the deputy generals present couldn't help but widen their eyes.
"General, the reason these bandits haven't been wiped out is because the mountains they occupy are located on the border between Daqing and Daning. If we attack the mountains, Daning will..."
Thud—
Bai Qian slammed her hand on the table, her eyes filled with a light that no one dared to look directly at.
"My Great Qing is no longer what it used to be. We have destroyed the Great Wei and the Eastern Qing Kingdom. The territory of my Great Qing has surpassed that of the Great Ning."
Bai Qian let out a deep breath.
News came from the capital that Chang Qing had led the main force back to the capital.
Only a small number of soldiers remained to guard the Great Wei and the Eastern Qing Kingdom.
Therefore, Daqing now has enough confidence.
"If we're still acting like cowards at this point, despising ourselves, how can we expect Da Ning to respect us?"
"By order of the general, tomorrow morning, we will divide our forces into three routes to capture these three largest hilltops."
Bai Qian's undeniable voice proclaimed that Daqing was no longer what it used to be.
"I'll vent all the frustration I've been holding in. We're not only going to take down these three hills, but we're also going to join Emperor Zhaoyuan in killing Jing Zhao to avenge the Empress Dowager and Marquis Dingyuan."
"To promote the national prestige of Daqing."
Everyone present trembled with excitement at Bai Qian's words, their eyes shining with fervor.
"Promote the national prestige of Daqing!"
For many years, these military generals haven't shouted like that again.
Sweat began to bead on Bai Qian's forehead only after everyone had left the tent.
Attacking Daming at this time would also be a risky move.
"General, the lord is not actually seriously ill; it's just a rumor being released to the public." Bai Qian breathed a huge sigh of relief upon hearing the news brought by Ling Shuang.
“Since I came to Hengxian, your master has been bearing the pressure for me. Now it’s time for me to share the burden.”
Bai Qian curled the corners of her lips. Jing Zhao?
The reason we were frustrated a while ago was because our main force and the battlefield were on the other side, but the situation is different now.
"His Lord has instructed me to remind you that you are not yet three months pregnant and should proceed with caution."
Upon hearing this, Bai Qian slowly stood up, looked at Ling Shuang in front of her, and reached out to grab Ling Shuang's hand, "It must have been very difficult for you, a young lady, to get to where you are today in Lingxiao Pavilion."
Ling Shuang stiffened at Bai Qian's actions. Her heart had long been hardened. Her master had been kind to her and had taught her how to save her life; she was already extremely lucky.
"No matter how important the child in my belly is, it can't compare to Daqing."
Ling Shuang's hand was pressed and placed on her stomach by Bai Qian. "I'm not showing yet, so I still have a chance to go to the battlefield."
"Your subordinate will definitely protect the general and...this child."
The next day.
The soldiers of Daqing charged toward the three hilltops like madmen, forcing the bandits to flee in terror, kneeling down and begging for mercy.
"Tell me, who exactly was it that kept sending you to harass Hengxian County for the past few days?"
Bai Qian held a knife to the bandits' necks, and the bandits stammered out Jing Zhao's name.
Suddenly, a glint seemed to flash in Bai Qian's eyes; this trip was definitely worth it.
"Strategist, find a way to spread the news. Let the whole world know how despicable and shameless the rebel king of Da Ning is."
This battle was the most triumphant one everyone had fought since arriving in Hengxian.
The news reached the capital.
Inside the palace, Gu Qingyan quickly wrote a letter with a vermilion brush.
"Qin Wei, send the message to Heng County."
When Qin Wei took the letter, Gu Qingyan's hand suddenly paused. "Qin Wei, I am very worried about Father's condition."
"That man named Perrin was tortured to death, and Father seems to be out of control now."
Qin Wei's hand trembled suddenly in mid-air, and then he spoke as if to cover up his misunderstanding, "Perhaps the lord is just unable to accept this result for the time being."
"But why would Perrin rather die than reveal who's behind it all?"
Gu Qingyan seemed to be muttering something, without asking Qin Wei's opinion, but Qin Wei immediately broke out in a cold sweat.
Is the young master starting to suspect him?
Watching Qin Wei's departing figure, Gu Qingyan revealed a complicated expression.
He had gone through everyone these past few days, and considering his past life... the most likely candidate was Qin Wei, just as his father had suspected Qin Wei back then.
But no matter what they did, they couldn't find any trace of it.
That's why the probing happened just now.
Gradually, Gu Qingyan felt a little tired, so he got up and went to Zhaoning Palace.
In Zhaoning Palace, Ling Mama and Wanji were already used to Gu Qingyan's arrival, but their eyes were red.
"Granny, I'm a little tired and want to rest for a while."
After saying that, Gu Qingyan went straight into the house, lay down on Jiang Yu's bed, and breathed in the fading scent. Gu Qingyan hugged the quilt tightly.
Mother, I miss you so much...
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