Nightwatcher

That night, the Wulin League held a dinner party.

There are two themes: celebrating the ancestors leaving customs, and thanking Xu Yinluo for his help.

At this moment in the hall, Xu Qi'an, Chu Yuanzhen, Tianzong Wolong Chufeng, Master Hengyuan, Mu Nanzhi, and Miao Youfang sat in a row. .

Cao Qingyang and other officials of the Wulin League, as well as the sect leaders and gang leaders of the nine affiliated gangs, sat in a row.

The protagonist in the middle is Kou Yangzhou, an old man with silver hair like frost.

Because the main peak collapsed and a lot of waste was waiting to be done, there was no special arrangement for the dinner, and no singers and dancers were invited to join in the fun. The food and drinks were quite simple.

However, this does not mean that the dinner was boring, on the contrary, the atmosphere was extremely warm.

The most indispensable thing in the Wulin League is people of three religions and nine streams, and those who are mixed in the rivers and lakes are all accompanied by talents.

Talking, learning, singing, bah, storytelling and singing, and the girls of Wanhualou show their talents, sing and dance, and the program continues.

Even Xiao Yuenu, who is the leader of the sect, came down to play the piano in person, and sang a piece of music, Xu Qi'an's half of "A Promise, a Thousand Gold".

The voice is like the sound of nature.

The four seats cheered continuously.

Awesome, the piano skills are no worse than Fuxiang Xu Qi applauded and smiled, and he was not stingy with words of praise, and applauded along with everyone.

Fu Jingmen only drank and didn't eat food, and now she was a little bit flustered, and said:

"This is Xu Yinluo's words. The landlord Xiao admires Xu Yinluo so much, why don't you ask your ancestors to act as a matchmaker and betroth you to Xu Yinluo."

There was a sudden silence all around.

As the Pearl of Jianzhou, Xiao Yuenu has countless admirers, but no one stood up to refute Fu Jingmen at this moment.

If it were any man, it would not be convincing.

Only Xu Qi'an, everyone will only think that Xiao Yuenu is superior.

Kou Yangzhou sat at the main seat, glanced at the naturally beautiful Xiao Yuenu, nodded and said:

"The little girl looks good."

If Xu Qi'an likes Xiao Yuenu, he will make good things come true.

All of a sudden, everyone's attention was focused on Xu Qi'an.

Xiao Yuenu smiled reservedly and looked at him softly.

If you refuse, the girl's face will be ugly, if you don't refuse, Nan Zhi will turn against me again. Xu Qi'an was hesitating, so he heard Mu Nanzhi beside him say:

"Lord Xiao is naturally beautiful and lovable, but she is also worthy of Xu Ningyan.

"If you don't dislike it, you can be a concubine."

His tone and demeanor were like that of a big woman in a high-ranking family who wanted to take a concubine for a man.

Xiao Yuenu raised her eyebrows and said with a smile:

"This aunt is"

Aunt? !

Mu Nanzhi raised her brows upside down, subconsciously squeezed the bodhi bracelet on her right wrist with her left hand.

She was just about to take an oath of sovereignty and suppress the arrogance of this quack girl, when she caught a glimpse of Li Miaozhen staring at her out of the corner of her eye.

He suddenly remembered that in the daytime, he had sworn so hard, so he was close to drawing a clear line with Xu Qi'an.

The little bitch of Tianzong waited to see my joke and took a deep breath, Mu Nanzhi smiled and said:

"I am Ning Yan's mother."

She looked at Xu Qi'an lovingly: "Baby, it would be great for Mrs. Xiao to come into our Xu family and be a concubine. Is what mother said right?"

Everyone present was taken aback.

Didn't expect Xu Yinluo to take his mother with him when he went out?

They didn't doubt it immediately, because the age of the woman in front of them was indeed suitable.

The corner of Xu Qi'an's mouth twitched violently.

Chu Yuanzhen and Li Lingsu tried their best to hold back their laughter.

Xiao Yuenu kept her eyes fixed, her tone cold:

"Xu Yinluo grew up with his uncle and aunt."

When everyone heard the words, they suddenly remembered the information about Xu Qi'an—both parents died when he was young, and he was raised by his uncle and aunt!

Then this woman who claimed to be his "mother"

Fu Jingmen and the others looked at Mu Nanzhi and then at Xu Qi'an, feeling a little dazed.

"Nurse!"

Li Lingsu couldn't bear it anymore, and said with a smile:

"This lady is Xu Yinluo's wet nurse. Xu Yinluo couldn't live without her since he was a child. This time he left Beijing to travel around the rivers and lakes, so he brought his wet nurse with him."

Chu Yuanzhen quickly lowered his head to drink.

Li Miaozhen laughed out loud.

Mu Nanzhi blushed, and gave Li Lingsu a vicious look.

After this series of interruptions, no one is talking about marriage.

However, Fu Jingmen, Qiao Weng and other vulgar warriors always looked at Mu Nanzhi and Xu Qi'an with some inexplicable meaning in their eyes from time to time.

In particular, they felt that although this wet nurse was mediocre in appearance, she was quite charming in her gestures, and she was a very charming woman.

Xu Yinluo lost her mother since childhood, lacking maternal love

Fu Jingmen dispelled the bold thoughts in her mind, raised her wine glass high, and said:

"It is now said in the league that Xu Yinluo is the reincarnation of Emperor Gaozu, let's pay respects to the reincarnation of Emperor Gaozu."

Heroes don't care about personal virtues. Although Xu Yinluo carries a wet nurse with him, he is still everyone's good Yinluo.

Satisfied with wine and food, Xu Qi'an and others bid farewell and left.

On the way back to the temporary residence, Li Lingsu picked up a topic and said:

"I have something to deal with, please go ahead."

Li Miaozhen frowned and said, "What are you doing?"

As a junior sister, it is natural and reasonable for me to intervene and care about my senior brother's private affairs.

"Later."

Li Lingsu made a perfunctory sentence, and a flying sword sprang out from his sleeve. He stood on the spine of the sword and whizzed away.

Looking at Li Lingsu's disappearing back, Li Miaozhen hummed:

"Sneaky, he's weird, the dinner party was a little abnormally quiet, and he didn't tease Xiao Yuenu and the Wanhualou girls."

Xu Qi'an touched his chin and said:

"Speaking of which, until now we don't know who Li Lingsu's old friend in the Wulin League is. Miaozhen, do you know?

"I remember Li Lingsu said that Mount Quanrong is not far from the holy mountain of Tianzong. The first place you visit after you go down the mountain is Jianzhou."

Feiyan Nvxia nodded affirmatively at first, and then said:

"Li Lingsu doesn't seem to have a confidante in Jianzhou. Anyway, I don't know. However, as long as I travel with him, I can basically recognize all the confidante he makes on the way. Because he won't hide it from me."

Xu Qi'an and Li Miaozhen looked at each other and said in unison: "There is a big problem!"

Chu Yuanzhen asked:

"Maybe, there really isn't one."

Xu Qi'an and Li Miaozhen said "heh" tacitly, the former looked at his nominal follower, and said:

"Miao Youfang, do you still remember that before you came to Jianzhou, you asked him if he had a relationship in Wanhualou, how did Li Lingsu respond?"

Miao Youfang imitated Xu Qi'an and touched his chin, saying:

"He hesitated at the time, and seemed to have something to hide."

Hearing this, Chu Yuanzhen also became interested, and analyzed:

"With the style of Li Daoyou's other two confidante friends, seeing his lover appearing in the Wulin League, I'm afraid he would have jumped out a long time ago. It is impossible to hold back until now."

Heng Yuan also interjected: "Unless she has any scruples?"

Everyone silently looked at Master Hengyuan.

"Amitabha!"

Hengyuan clasped his palms together, confessing his gossip.

At this time, Mu Nanzhi who was holding Bai Ji suddenly said:

"Li Lingsu must have gone to meet her matchmaker. Isn't your mirror capable of monitoring from thousands of miles away? Use him to see."

She was revenge for Li Lingsu's teasing at the banquet.

Everyone's eyes lit up.

Xu Qi'an whispered: "Go back first."

A group of people returned to the yard where they stayed, entered the house tacitly, lit candles, and then sat at the table, wishing Qi An together.

After dumping the fragments of the book and taking out the mirror of the sky, Xu Qi'an lowered his voice with a mysterious tone:

"Mirror, mirror, tell me, can you locate Li Lingsu?"

The Heavenly Mirror protested:

"I'm a magic mirror. Besides, why do you always like to spy on men? Even though I marked several beauties for you, you never peeked at them taking a bath."

Are you complimenting me as an upright person...Xu Qi'an urged:

"Don't talk nonsense, speak quickly."

"Of course, his soul has been included in the mirror by me, and I have marked him."

After finishing speaking, the mirror of the sky turned its bronze mirror into a transparent glass color. The mirror first rippled like water waves, and then calmed down.

A screen appears.

Everyone saw Li Lingsu flying with his sword.

His direction is the mountains to the west of Mount Inunong.

Are you going to meet your old friend? But meeting an old friend, need to fly so far?

Could it be a married woman?

Various speculations flashed in everyone's minds, and they became more and more interested.

Especially Mu Nanzhi and Li Miaozhen, their eyes were shining brightly.

Not long after, Li Lingsu pressed the flying sword and landed on a hill.

He looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he quickly took out a wooden comb from his pocket, deliberately messed up the neat bun a little, let the two strands of forehead hair hang down, highlighting the unruly temperament.

Then, Li Lingsu took out the fragments of the book from the ground, and took out a black robe embroidered with gold and silver threads.

As a result, amidst the unrestrainedness, there is a bit of noble son's temperament again.

He put the flying sword back into the scabbard, held it in his arms, leaned against a tree trunk, hid himself in the shadows, lowered his head slightly, and remained motionless.

You are so coquettish, why are you wearing Pinru's clothes? Seeing Li Lingsu's operation, Xu Qi'an almost burst out the word uncontrollably.

Li Lingsu, the scum of the Tianzong, Li Miaozhen silently covered her face.

After a long time, a figure stepped on the treetops and came lightly, with extremely light kung fu.

It was a woman in a plain white dress, with high hair and a plump figure.

She flitted across the branches, as graceful as a frightened bird, as graceful as a dragon swimming.

The woman in the plain long skirt stood still on the top of the hill, her flying skirt calmed down, her eyes moved and she glanced around.

"You're here!"

A deep voice sounded from the shadows under the tree. She followed the sound and saw an unrestrained man leaning on the tree trunk, holding a sword in his arms and bowing his head slightly.

Half of the face is hidden in the shadow, and half of the face is exposed.

The outline of his cheeks was still so handsome, he was dressed in a luxurious black robe, and his demeanor remained the same.

"is her?!"

After seeing the woman clearly, everyone in the room exclaimed.

Xu Qi'an was stunned, he never expected that Li Lingsu's confidante was Master Rong Rong.

He once thought it was Xiao Yuenu, the landlord of Wanhua.

That's all for Chai Xing'er, after all, the prime minister has tens of millions of believers, but Master Rongrong's age is enough to be a mother to the Holy Son, simply, simply. Xu Qi'an glanced at Mu Nanzhi next to him, yes, the Holy Son is right , the Son of God loves unrestrainedly and magnanimously.

Li Miaozhen and Chu Yuanzhen were dumbfounded.

Master Hengyuan was also slightly dazed, a little confused.

In the picture, the two seem to have a dispute, Li Miaozhen said regretfully:

"Unfortunately no sound was heard."

Chu Yuanzhen immediately said: "I am proficient in lip language."

"I said before that we are a dewy marriage, and there is no way there will be a result, and it can't even be made public. Why do you come to me again?"

The woman in the plain long dress is Master Rong Rong, a plump and beautiful woman.

With a cold face, she turned her head slightly, not looking at Li Lingsu.

"But I sent the little ghost to send a message to ask you to meet here. Are you here differently?"

Li Lingsu sighed softly: "Meier, age shouldn't be an obstacle to our love. If you are afraid of gossip and the opinions of your classmates and disciples, then I can take you away."

The beautiful woman was slightly moved, but she still ruthlessly said:

"Li Daochang, my age is more than enough to be your mother. In another ten or twenty years, I will be very old, but you will still be in your prime.

"You and I are just a passer-by in each other's lives. Let's talk about it today. You and I will make a clean break and don't have any more ties."

Li Lingsu wrapped her arms around her with a smile, hugged her waist with one hand, and held the catkin with the other:

"I have no father or mother since I was a child. I was raised by my master, and I also want to know what it's like to be loved by my mother. If you don't want me to be your lover, then I will be your son."

The beautiful woman was ashamed and angry, her brows were furrowed, as if she wanted to get angry.

Li Lingsu suddenly grabbed her hand and pressed it on his chest, with a sincere and meaningful expression and tone:

"Mei Er, can you feel it, the blood is boiling for you?"

The beautiful woman stared at him blankly, tears seemed to glisten in her eyes.

Li Lingsu called the iron hot, held her face in her hands, and lowered her head to stabilize her red lips.

The two leaned against the tree and kissed passionately, the movements became more and more bold and the scale became larger and larger.

Snapped!

Xu Qi'an buckled the mirror of the sky and spread his hands:

"The next thing is paid content, each person pays me five hundred taels of silver."

"Bah!" Li Miaozhen spat at him.

Mu Nanzhi patted Bai Ji on the head, and Bai Ji understood: "Bah, bah, bah."

The night is as cool as water.

Rongrong, who was sleeping very lightly, moved her ears and heard the slight sound of her clothes flapping.

Someone performed lightness kung fu and landed in the yard outside.

She subconsciously held down the dagger beside the bed, and then judged from the light footsteps that it was her master.

"Master, have you returned from practicing?"

When she was asking, she saw the master pushing the door and entering. In the hazy moonlight, she couldn't see his appearance clearly, but judging from the overall outline, she seemed a little embarrassed.

Rongrong sat up and was about to light the lamp, but the beautiful woman hurriedly stopped her:

"Don't light the lamp!"

The beautiful woman lightly avoided the obstacles in the room, picked up the barrel from behind the screen, turned and went out.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Rongrong heard the "snack" sound of undressing and the slight sound of water, and knew to start taking a bath.

Really, there's nothing to be shy about. Rong Rong muttered to herself.

She was brought up by her master, until she was a girl, and occasionally soaked in the big bathtub with her master.

Suddenly, she sniffled and said in a low voice:

"What smell?"

Warriors have a keen sense of smell.

The sound of the water stagnated, and the beautiful woman said with a guilty conscience:

"Smell? Well, maybe it's because I practiced in the woods for my master, and got, got dirty with it."

The eldest daughter of Huanghua didn't know the taste of sugar, so she didn't doubt it at all, and said "oh".

"Master, tell me what I should do to make Xu Yinluo fall in love with me." Rong Rong frowns.

The beautiful woman snorted coldly: "Don't think about it, practice honestly, and pay more attention to the young people around you, Xu Yinluo is not something you can climb."

Rong Rong snorted: "I just like him, if I like him, I have to fight for it, I can see him every day, and I am willing to be a concubine."

If you like it, you have to fight for it... The beautiful woman leaned against the tub and muttered to herself.

Li Lingsu came back at night with a red face and a smile on his face. The overall state perfectly interpreted the saying "people are refreshed on happy occasions".

Although she still couldn't face this relationship directly, and was afraid of the consequences after it was made public, she didn't resolutely draw a line with herself anymore.

Li Lingsu can understand Ji Jinmei's concerns, because he also has similar fears.

The two, who were nearly twenty years apart, became Taoist couples. Under the Transcendent Realm, such a combination would attract strange eyes no matter whether they were in the heavenly sect or in the secular world.

Even invite people to cast aside.

He pressed the flying sword, landed early when he was close to the residence, and then carefully adjusted his clothes.

After confirming that there were no flaws, he returned to the courtyard.

"Squeak~"

The courtyard door was not locked, and the people living inside didn't care whether the door was locked or not.

The moment the door was opened, Li Lingsu was taken aback by the scene in the yard.

Beside the stone table, sat Xu Qi'an, Li Miaozhen, Miao Youfang, Chu Yuanzhen and Master Hengyuan.

Everyone was drinking wine, holding glasses in their hands, and looked at themselves with treacherous smiles.

"So elegant."

Li Lingsu looked calm and calm.

Li Miaozhen asked, "Where did you go?"

"walk around."

Li Lingsu replied like this.

Feiyan Nvxia sniffled: "The smell of women's makeup and powder."

The Holy Son didn't panic at all, chuckled lightly and said:

"The biggest trouble with my damn charismatic brother is that he is too popular with women."

Li Miaozhen nodded slowly, and suddenly acted with a deep affection:

"Meier, age shouldn't be an obstacle to our love."

Xu Qi'an got up silently, looked at Li Miaozhen affectionately, and said:

"If you are afraid of gossip and the opinions of fellow disciples and disciples, then I can take you away."

... Li Lingsu's pupils dilated slightly, and he was dumbfounded.

Chu Yuanzhen shook his head, took a sip of mulled wine:

"Li Daochang, you may not know that I have no father or mother since I was a child, and I don't know what it's like to be loved by my mother."

Miao Youfang hurriedly said:

"Master Chu, don't be sad, since you don't want me to be your brother, then I will be your son."

After the words fell, a little white fox sprang out of the room, its voice was as clear as a silver bell, and said softly:

"Do you feel it? The blood is boiling for you."

At this moment, Li Lingsu felt abandoned by the whole world.

"You, you..."

The Holy Son's face turned red, and he felt a flame rising from his body, and phantom black smoke spewed out from his head.

The members of the Tiandihui went to sleep contentedly, leaving Li Lingsu standing in the yard alone.

"Ah, by the way, my parents died since I was a child, right? I'll chat with the two elders later." Li Miaozhen made it up with a smile.

Li Lingsu has parents and is also a member of the Tianzong sect.

What's the point of me being alive? The Holy Son asked himself.

Qingzhou City, the chief envoy's yamen.

In the hall, Yang Gong, a Ziyang layman with a pale face and a goatee, was reviewing the Yunzhou information sent back by the spies with a solemn expression.

"Now I understand the reason why refugees flock to Yunzhou."

Yang Gong, who was serving as the chief envoy of Qingzhou, looked around the officials in the hall with a solemn expression, and said:

"Information says that the government of Yunzhou issued a notice to open up granaries to recruit refugees into the army."

Yunzhou is going to be reversed. The expressions of all the officials sank, there was no surprise, surprise, or anger, and some were only calm and serious.

As early as two months ago, not long after the first emperor was beheaded by Xu Qi'an in the capital, the imperial court issued more than a dozen mansion reports to Qingzhou, ordering Qingzhou to enter a state of war preparation, store grain, store iron, and repair the city wall.

Yunzhou is close to the sea, with an endless ocean to the south, and most of the land in the north is bordered by Qingzhou.

If the previous dynasty wanted to use Yunzhou as the foundation and go north to crusade against the capital, they had to take down Qingzhou to gain sufficient strategic depth.

If Qingzhou cannot be defeated, the rebels will be locked in a corner of Yunzhou.

The procurator who mentioned the sentence pondered and said:

"We have to step up disaster relief efforts to curb the trend of refugees fleeing south."

Compared with other regions, the south is undoubtedly warmer and has more food, so the scale of refugees in Qingzhou is extremely terrifying.

If these refugees went to Yunzhou all at once, the consequences would be disastrous.

The prefect of Qingzhou shook his head again and again:

"Although the imperial court gave us enough food and grass, it was reserved for a protracted war. Right now, the cold disasters are raging everywhere, and the imperial court is short of food, which is wasted on the refugees. Once the food and grass are insufficient in the future, before the enemy attacks, our internal affairs It collapsed on its own."

In wartime, the first consideration is always the needs of the army.

Another official said:

"The disaster is raging, and the number of refugees is far greater than expected. Yunzhou dares to open up the granary, and their food and grass are not endless. Are you afraid of dragging yourself down?"

Yang Gong said in a deep voice:

"In the past twenty years, the Yunzhou rebels have been hoarding money, food and military supplies for this moment. Their accumulation and background are absolutely beyond our imagination."

"My lord, what should I do?"

The officials were all sad.

Refugees are now mothers as long as they have milk, and whoever feeds them will work hard for them.

Yang Gong pondered for a moment, then said:

"Block the border road leading to Yunzhou and prevent refugees from going south. Sending people to spread rumors about the opening of a warehouse in Yunzhou for disaster relief is a rumor. In addition, anyone who dares to spread news of the opening of a warehouse in Yunzhou for disaster relief will be killed without mercy."

The prefect of Qingzhou frowned:

"Master Chief Executive, this will cause the refugees to mutiny."

Yang Gong said with a smile: "I only said that the road leading to Yunzhou is blocked, and the refugees have to travel through mountains and rivers, or go south to neighboring states, which is none of our business."

All of you here are old-fashioned fried dough sticks, and they immediately understood the beauty of Yang Buzheng's plan.

The weather is cold and the mountain roads are difficult to walk. If you want to travel southward, not everyone can do it.

This greatly reduced the number of refugees going south.

The same is true for detours to the south of neighboring states.

And because there is some hope at any rate, the refugees will not be caught dead.

Commander Qingzhou said with emotion:

"Fortunately, our Qingzhou is still relatively prosperous, and the grain storage is well stocked. If it was two years ago, it would have been in chaos."

After more than a year of Yang Gong's governance, Qingzhou's officials are clear and bright, and every family has surplus grain, and the grain and grass in the government granary are also well stocked.

Looking back now, the imperial court had the foresight to respond early.

After two days and two nights of traveling, Ji Xuan arrived in Qingzhou first in a Yufeng boat.

In order to prevent being imprisoned outside Yunzhou, they changed land routes, traveled long distances, ran wildly, and entered Yunzhou smoothly.

Then he drove the Yufengzhou again and arrived at Qianlong City.

Above the sea of ​​clouds, Ji Xuan stood on the side of the ship, overlooking the magnificent city built by the mountains, his eyes slightly dazed.

After two months away from home, it seemed like two years had passed. When he left Qianlong City, he was accompanied by six masters to assist him. Now when he returns, only Xu Yuanshuang and Xu Yuanhuai are by his side.

The three of Liu Hongmian disappeared, and Taoist Jiaoye died in Yongzhou City.

This trip to the rivers and lakes left an indelible mark in his life.

"Finally home."

The Yufeng boat hovered over Qianlong City, and Xu Yuanhuai jumped down from the low sky with his sister on his back.

Ji Xuan jumped up against the sky, took out the small tripod, and put the scattered dragon energy and Yufeng boat into the small bronze tripod.

Along the gentle slope paved with cobblestones, the three of them walked towards the top of the mountain. The people and soldiers they met on the road all stopped enthusiastically to say hello to Ji Xuan.

Ji Xuan responded to them one by one with a gentle smile. The higher he went, the fewer ordinary people there were until they disappeared.

Passing through the low city walls, they entered the area where the royal family lived.

Ji Xuan headed south, towards the City Lord's Mansion.

The brothers and sisters of the Xu family head west, which is the direction of Tianji Building.

After going through the guard posts one by one, Ji Xuan entered the City Lord's Mansion and saw his father in the study.

Wearing a luxurious purple robe, the middle-aged man with well-rounded facial features and majestic demeanor stood in front of the big case, supporting the case with both hands, and looked down at the spread out map of the Central Plains.

"I have discussed with the national teacher and the generals. If I want to send my troops to the north, I must take down Qingzhou."

The middle-aged man in the purple robe did not look up, looked at the map and said:

"But Qingzhou is now an iron bucket, and it is well-organized by Yang Gong. I have to say that Confucian scholars are very good at governing the country and the army.

"It is not difficult to take down Qingzhou. But it is difficult to take it with the least casualties and the fastest speed!

"What do you think?"

Ji Xuan walked to the desk, lowered his head and glanced:

"Qingzhou must be captured, but there is no need to attack it head-on. You can borrow the route from Southern Xinjiang, pass Yuzhou, and go straight to the hinterland of Qingzhou. Or take the sea route and pass through the territory of the Witch God Sect."

The middle-aged man in purple robe nodded in satisfaction, and then asked:

"How do you feel about this trip to the rivers and lakes?"

Ji Xuan's face darkened: "My boy, I'm ashamed, Xu Qi'an is too terrifying and powerful, and my boy has only collected some scattered dragon energy so far."

"Dragon Qi collapsed, and the Central Plains' situation worsened. For us, this is the best result. As for Dragon Qi, it is best to collect it. If you can't collect it, don't force it."

The middle-aged man in purple robe smiled.

Ji Xuan looked slightly relaxed, "On the way back, I saw a lot of refugees entering Yunzhou. Is father planning to start a riot?"

"In three days, I will proclaim myself emperor in Yunzhou, so prepare yourself."

The middle-aged man in purple robe said meaningfully.

Ji Xuan's hands trembled slightly, he tried his best to suppress his excitement, bowed and said:

"Yes, Royal Father!"

On the west side, after entering the mansion attached to the Tianji Building, Xu Yuanshuang and Xu Yuanhuai had no time to change their clothes, so they went straight to the small courtyard where their mother lived.

It is secluded and deep, except for a few servants who serve here, almost no one will visit.

In the quiet small hall burning with sandalwood, a woman wearing a dark blue jacket, a pleated skirt, and a dignified lady's hair bun sat cross-legged on a futon.

Close your eyes and meditate.

Xu Yuanshuang pushed open the door of the small hall, and said softly:

"Mom, we're back."

Xu Yuanhuai didn't speak, but there was a smile on his face.

The dignified and beautiful woman opened her eyes, seemed relieved, and said with a smile:

"It's good to be back. Both of you have lost a lot of weight, and there is something more in your eyes. You must have experienced a lot."

She hesitated and asked:

"Have you met him?"

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There are easter eggs below – says the writer!

PS: Da da da, here is the easter egg! Speaking of today's update question, I have read a lot of knowledge points about ancient wars, as well as some wonderful large-scale battles in history.

The theme of this volume is "Chasing the Central Plains". Although I will not write all about the war, and I will even make some deletions to maximize my strengths and avoid weaknesses, but since the theme is war, and the battles that are related to the survival of Dafeng and Qianlong City, I am sure It is important to describe.

This requires a lot of knowledge. The point is, this is not something that can be comprehended and thoroughly understood in a day or two. My mind is buzzing after reading the information