Song Ruo looked at him in confusion: "..."
Sensing Song Suo's gaze, Xiao Rong coughed lightly and said, "It will be some time before Chief Agusejia comes back. The seriously injured soldiers who cannot move are now staying in Shengle City, and she is also there to take care of them. Now is a good time. Without Chief Agusejia, Madam Sang must take on the corresponding responsibilities. Everything is difficult at the beginning. Let her exercise more, maybe this worry can be cured."
Song Shuo's expression became even more confused. Huh?
He was just going with the flow at the time and hadn't thought about curing Sang Yan's illness. Why, now he really wants to help her resolve her knot?
But what does this have to do with him and Xiao Rong? Madam Sang is the king's relative, so it's not easy for the two of them to come into contact with each other, right?
What if the king finds out and thinks they are meddling in other people's business? Even more terrifying is what if he thinks they are targeting the widow.
Song Suo was almost driven crazy by the torture of his family. He sincerely felt that this possibility was very high. After all, if he couldn't marry his own girl to the king, then marrying the king's sister-in-law would be a shortcut!
Song Shuo's face was filled with horror. He quickly pulled Xiao Rong's arm and told him to give up the idea: "Men and women should not touch each other. You can't touch her!"
Xiao Rong: “…”
Who said I was going to contact her?
He shook his arm and shook Song Shuo off: "Why should I contact her? I still understand the principle of avoiding suspicion. What I mean is, find her some work to do, let her gradually contact strangers, and it would be good to be able to say a few words to her."
Song Suo: "...She didn't even talk to anyone in the wounded camp, and she didn't treat patients. She just ground and boiled the medicine, and then brought Danran back with her after she was done."
Xiao Rong pondered: "Maybe there are too many people in the wounded camp and she is afraid."
Song Shuo's tone was full of disdain: "Nowadays, there is no place in Chenliu where there are not many people."
There were people everywhere, and the city's security was becoming increasingly difficult to manage. There were several fights every day, and in every fight there were the figures of those aristocratic families who poured in, which annoyed Song Shuo to death.
Because the other party was in a high position, the subordinates could not take care of it, so they had to send it to the government, and that's when Song Suo saw it. In fact, there were fights before, but they were all ordinary people, and the officers and soldiers could solve it by pressing one with one hand.
When these young men from noble families met the officers and soldiers, the first thing they did was to introduce themselves. People from Chenliu were also from the Central Plains, so naturally they did not dare to offend these noblemen.
This was the second time Xiao Rong had heard someone complain about the influx of noble families. He blinked and said, "In a few days, when the Zhenbei Army has settled down, I will send out invitations in my own name and invite some people to hold a banquet to see what they are up to."
Song Suo: "Do you still need to watch? They want to please the king and get a piece of the pie in Chenliu. I thought you hated these noble families. Didn't you oppose them in everything before?"
Xiao Rong held up a finger and said, "First of all, I don't hate the children of aristocratic families. I hate the aristocratic family system. Princes and nobles are everywhere. Not to mention those far away, aren't you and I now equivalent to high-ranking officials and nobles in Chenliu?"
Then, he held up a second finger and said, "Secondly, I have never thought of closing the door to all the noble families. There are so many people, and they have been developing for hundreds of years. I can't kill all of them. There will always be some who slip through the net."
Song Shuo: “…”
He turned his eyes away and thought about the possibility of Xiao Rong killing all his relatives.
Well, although this would save trouble, if you think about it carefully, their crime does not deserve the death penalty.
Song Suo remained silent. At this time, Xiao Rong raised his third finger and said, "Finally, it is better to open up than to block. There are more bad things in the noble families, but there are also some real clean ones among them. The first- and second-class noble families look down on us and want us to actively please them, but there are also the bottom-class noble families who want to take advantage of the situation and do not seek long-term prosperity for their descendants, but only seek happiness in this life. Why can't I support these people?"
Song Suo frowned and looked at Xiao Rong for a long time: "You can't defeat them alone."
It's not that he thinks Xiao Rong is incompetent. Even he, Song Shuo, doesn't think he is incompetent.
It was not just one family, but dozens of families. One family could extend to more than ten vassal families, and the number of people supported by the aristocratic families was even thousands or even tens of thousands. When they were not united, it was enough to make the superiors anxious. If they found that Xiao Rong wanted to adjust their system, there was no doubt that these dozens of families would immediately unite and bring down the Zhenbei Army and the Zhennan Army. It didn't matter even if the Central Plains was divided into a dozen small countries, anyway, their interests could not be destroyed.
Even someone as confident as Song Shuo could say with certainty that it was impossible, which shows how difficult this task is.
Xiao Rong was silent for a moment, then smiled at Song Suo: "But I am not alone. I have the king, you, and so many loyal ministers and generals. Going back a few years ago, do you think that someone like Qu Yunmie could one day compete for the Central Plains? Opportunities appear in an instant. As long as you seize them, nothing is impossible in this world."
Song Shuo looked at him and stopped talking. *
After dinner, Xiao Rong took a comfortable hot bath and changed into soft underwear produced by Chen. With his hair loose, he sat on the edge of the bed thinking about his next plan.
Mi Jing felt that it was too late to wait until the spring, while Xiao Rong felt that it was too early to wait until the spring. After the war broke out, other things would emerge in a burst of momentum. Their problem was that they were prepared for the war but not well prepared to consolidate the fruits of victory.
Qu Yunmie is too strong. He is like a bulldozer, pushing the changes in the world forward. However, others cannot keep up with his progress, so the seemingly stable status quo may be broken at any time.
That system was useless. It only stipulated that Qu Yunmie must become emperor, but it didn't care what happened after he became emperor.
Being emperor for one day is equal to being emperor, but if he is overthrown by others and dies in vain after being emperor for a few years, then what is the meaning of being emperor or not? If it were Huang Yanjiong, he might feel satisfied. After all, he has experienced what it feels like to be the emperor. The problem is that Qu Yunmie has no such desire. He now wants to get the world, but his idea is based on the fact that getting the world means peace in the world. He can be worthy of all the soldiers and people who rely on him, and he doesn't have to worry about not being able to protect the people around him.
He worked hard for these, and as for that position, Qu Yunmie really didn't care about it.
Xiao Rong was suddenly stunned.
Speaking of Huang Yanjiong, he remembered that after Yuan Baifu rebelled, they rushed to Ningzhou. He didn't know what happened to the reinforcements later. After the battle, the Zhenbei Army dispersed. No one wanted to go deeper. Some of the reinforcements turned back on their own, and the other part went back with the Zhenbei Army. Once Ningzhou happened, he and Qu Yunmie couldn't take care of anything.
Huang Yanjiong has always been honest and well-behaved. He has never even harassed Huang Keji. Huang Keji has experienced the real battlefield and real life and death, and he no longer takes his uncle seriously. He was originally in Wang Xinyong's army, and later was transferred to Gongsun Yuan's army. Now he is focusing on striving for military merits, hoping that he can become a formal general as soon as possible. The disputes of the Huang family can no longer affect him much.
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