After leaving the Fan residence, He Yunxiao went straight to the Short Knife Gang.
As he predicted, the Short Knife Gang has now expanded to a size of over a hundred people.
Most were mid-level martial artists between the fifth and sixth ranks, with a few being high-level martial artists of the seventh rank and above. In fact, the martial artists of the seventh rank and above were mainly the old guard of the Short Knife Gang. For example, the eighth-rank martial artists were still only the three hall masters and a minor gang leader, Pang Ce, from the original Short Knife Gang, and the ninth-rank martial artists were still only the original gang leader, Pang Jian.
The higher the level of a martial artist, the harder they are to find, which He Yunxiao understands.
After expressing their idea of leaving the city to fight the enemy, the entire Short Knife Gang was excited. The invasion of the Yan army would upset any normal citizen of Qi, let alone these martial artists who valued brotherhood and loyalty.
After discussing it with Pang Jian, He Yunxiao decided to leave Pang Ce and ten others in Yinjing to protect President Du's safety to and from get off work. The remaining ninety-six gang members would then follow He Yunxiao out of the city to fight against Yan the day after tomorrow.
Seeing everyone's high morale, He Yunxiao reminded the deputy gang leader Pang Jian, "Remember to prepare more medicines needed in wartime."
Pang Jian cupped his hands in greeting: "Understood!"
He Yunxiao reached out to pat Pang Ce on the shoulder, but froze in mid-air. He wanted Pang Ce to be informal, because he had never liked such a clear hierarchy; it made him very uncomfortable. But the battlefield was not another place; orders had to be obeyed.
He Yunxiao stopped and said, "Okay, it's up to you now."
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After leaving the Short Knife Gang, He Yunxiao took advantage of the afternoon to quickly buy some festive items.
Marrying Sister Jiang now is impossible, but when it comes to taking her money, there should be some ceremony. We need to make some nice arrangements.
He Yunxiao dragged a large bag of things home. The servants, unaware of what was happening, thought their young master was getting married.
"Xiao'er, what's wrong with you..." Jiang Wuyou asked in surprise.
"I promised my wife that receiving money should be a grand affair, so I hung all these things up and lit this red candle."
Jiang Wuyou understood, so she blushed and helped He Yunxiao tidy up.
The young couple didn't dare make too much noise. They closed the door and didn't call for a maid, setting things up themselves. If their in-laws found out, the pregnant young wife, who hadn't actually lost her virginity, would, unsurprisingly, have to go back to sleeping in the woodshed.
He Yunxiao now has Youbao and Mengbao's beds to sleep in, and his body has become so picky that he no longer wants the haystacks in the woodshed or even ordinary wooden plank beds.
After quietly finishing their tidying up and quietly eating dinner, He Yunxiao changed into a red outfit, and Jiang Wuyou also changed into a red outfit.
Although it wasn't a proper wedding dress, at first glance, it actually looked quite convincing.
The young couple sat embracing on the edge of the bed. He Yunxiao lowered his head and, in the red candlelight, gently collected the interest Jiang Wuyou owed him.
Sister Jiang's sugar content is as high as ever.
One bite, and it's like having honey in your mouth.
Their lips parted, and Jiang Wuyou, her face slightly flushed, said, "Xiao'er, there's something I want to tell you."
"Please speak freely, my lady."
"I... want to go to the palace to see her."
"She" naturally refers to Jiang Wuyou's mother, the Princess Consort of the Great Yan County.
"Alright, when would you like to go, my wife?"
"In the next few days..."
He Yunxiao originally wanted to talk about the money first before being honest, but since things had come to this point, he simply said, "Wife, I plan to leave the city the day after tomorrow to go with Mr. Fan to find the Chu family army."
Jiang Wuyou: ?
He Yunxiao embraced his wife and began talking about how he had taken Du Meimei to work that morning, and continued until the Short Knife Gang ended, when he went to buy the atmosphere props for tonight.
After He Yunxiao finished speaking, he asked, "When does my wife plan to go to the palace to see her mother?"
Jiang Wuyou said, "Your matter is of great importance. I will go tomorrow."
He Yunxiao said "okay," and then eagerly took the first step of demanding money.
I will never regret it, even as my clothes grow looser.
...
I have grown thinner and thinner, yet I have no regrets. It is all over, but I have not yet become haggard for her sake.
Jiang Wuyou frowned and said, "Wait a moment."
He Yunxiao: ? ? ?
"What's wrong, Youbao?"
Although Youbao isn't Youbao yet, He Yunxiao chose to call her out early. There's no harm in calling her out.
Jiang Wuyou said, "My lord, I also want to go to the Chu family army."
He Yunxiao: ? ? ?
"My wife, we're going out of the city to fight..."
"Wuyou knew this, but Wuyou felt that this was a good opportunity to get to know Miss Fan."
He Yunxiao: ? ? ?
"According to your description, Miss Fan is a remarkable woman who understands the greater good."
“That’s true,” He Yunxiao said.
Given Ruobao's personality, she should have become Ruobao last, but when she heard she was going to the Yan Kingdom, she didn't hesitate...
She was even more cooperative than Mengbao had been the previous times.
Jiang Wuyou continued, "The Chu family army's defense of the country is a major matter. If I go with her to the Chu family army to serve her, even if she is dissatisfied with me, she won't throw a tantrum or make things difficult for her husband in the face of such an important matter, right?"
After thinking about it, He Yunxiao realized that it seemed to be true.
"My wife is truly a professional." He Yunxiao gave a thumbs up.
Jiang Wuyou sighed and said, "Husband, you should marry Xiaoyue as soon as possible. Household stability and sisterly relationships are things that she should be worrying about."
He Yunxiao chuckled and hugged Sister Jiang in a flattering manner.
"There's no one better than my wife in this world; with my wife, I'm like a treasure!"
Hearing the sweet words, Jiang Wuyou gave her husband a charming glare.
The sight of the voluptuous beauty at that moment made He Yunxiao freeze in place.
"My lady, if there's nothing else, I'm turning off the lights."
"Wait a minute!"
"What's wrong now?"
"Keep the money; you'll need it."
He Yunxiao: ? ? ?
"What's the use?"
“Isn’t your Miss Fan the one who cares most about your love? You’re keeping my assets, so that she won’t have any room to maneuver later? When you get to the army, you can put some effort into her, distract her from important matters, and eventually let you collect the money. If you do things according to her wishes, it’s like having a get-out-of-jail-free card. In that case, we won’t have to hide anything from her in the future.”
He Yunxiao's heart skipped a beat.
Sister Jiang, what a brilliant plan!
When it comes to dealing with women, women are definitely better than men.
"My wife..."
"Um?"
"Aren't you afraid that if your sisters find out, they will retaliate against you in the future? You're harming them like this."
Jiang Wuyou smiled and said, "Wuyou only has her husband in her heart. They are young and do not know how to share her husband's worries. They make her husband worry about them all day long, which is ungrateful. In the future, when they grow up, they will naturally understand."
Having discussed the important matters, let's move on to the less important ones.
"My wife, I can't get my money back today, what am I going to do?"
He Yunxiao hinted.
Jiang Wuyou blushed, "Then, then let's follow the old rules..."
In Jiang Wuyou's bedroom at the He residence, He Yunxiao, like a chivalrous swordsman, freely wielded his brush, indulging in righteous indignation and revenge. He couldn't help but recall a line from the poem by the immortal poet Li Bai:
Ascending Lotus Mountain to the west, I see the morning star in the distance. With delicate hands, I hold a lotus blossom; with light steps, I tread upon the ethereal heavens.
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