Chapter 175 A hundred years of raising rot Chen Nanxing accepted Su Yu's salute with some embarrassment and put the medicine box he brought on the table.
"I brought some Dragon Boat Festival sachets prepared by the slave family to the children to ward off insects and poison. I hope Mr. Su won't dislike it."
There was a lonely coolness in her eyes, but her expression was smiling.
Su Yu was flattered and walked over quickly.
"Why bother the girl to do it herself?"
Opening the medicine drawer, I saw several sachets of different sizes and fine stitches placed inside.
Just one look at the fabric and you can tell it's worth a lot of smell the scent of mugwort leaves and vanilla coming out of the sachet, and it is not as pungent as ordinary sachets. Children will definitely like it.
"Thank you so much, girl."
"It's just a trivial matter," Chen Nanxing said. "When I came home from the Imperial Hospital, I happened to pass by the Weiwei Military Office. Sir, I just don't mind if I'm bothering my family."
"How could it be?" Su Yu scratched his head with some restraint, "I will send my benefactor back."
It was said to be a gift, but in fact Chen Nanxing had his own order to avoid suspicion, Su Yu just sent her to the gate of Weiwei Junfu.
Even so, many generals passing by looked at him and smiled jokingly.
"Don't mind, my benefactor," Su Yu said, "They are all rough men."
Chen Nanxing stood in front of the carriage and shook his head with a smile: "I live alone in a foreign land and don't have many friends. That's why I hope to move around more often and not cause any trouble to the adults."
"How could it be? My wife said the day before yesterday that she wanted to invite her benefactor to have a drink." Su Yu smiled sincerely.
Chen Nanxing knelt down and saluted: "My sister-in-law invited me, so I should go there."
But I can't see that person this time.
Jiang Ben should have returned to Qi with his newlywed wife.
The carriage drove slowly towards the house, Chen Nanxing lowered his head slightly.
Blame her for not expressing her feelings, blame her for finding the person she likes first.
It would be great if there was no Wei Zipei.
She will be the one who returns to Qi with Jiang Ben. She will be envied by her brothers and sister-in-law. She will also treat him well and not get angry with him.
But there is no what if...
Chen Nanxing sniffed, but tears still came out of her eyes.
Today, incense is burned in the hall. Sandalwood refreshes the mind, Peran is eye-catching, musk clears the mind, and Platycladus orientalis invigorates the qi.
Amid the aroma, the young man in white frowned slightly, withdrawing his thoughts from the busy debates among the guests.
"Go back and rest."
He said calmly, turning his warm eyes to Lord Long Yang.
For two hours, Long Yangjun listened more and spoke less. Most of the time, he pressed his hands sideways and his eyes lingered on the faces of the guests.
Sometimes he nodded, sometimes he shook his head.
At first, Wei Ji thought he was agreeing or refuting, but after watching for a long time, he found that whenever the handsome-looking retainers spoke, he would nod his head, and when the ugly ones spoke, he would shake his head.
One time, he nodded and then shook his head. It turned out to be because the doorman was good-looking when he was quiet. When he spoke, he showed his teeth, which made Long Yangjun couldn't help but step back. He didn't know what he thought of, and shook his head like a rattle.
What the other party says is just a chicken-and-duck talk. He only cares about the beauty of his customers.
Although the situation was unpredictable, Wei Ji couldn't help but laugh.
The guests slowly withdrew, leaving only two young masters sitting idle in the hall.
The extra futon and table were removed by the maid, and the space became larger. Long Yangjun was almost lying on the white carpet.
"It's been two hours," he said seriously, "Does the Master care about the food?"
"Tell me what you think first."
Wei Ji stood up with a thin bamboo strip in his hand and tapped the map hanging at the back of the palace.
The map is about one foot wide, from north to south, covering the seven kingdoms and four seas.
The country names of South Korea and Zhao were erased on the map, making Wei look like a piece of fat that was about to be devoured by Yong.
"What do you think?" Long Yangjun propped his head on his hands, with a graceful posture, "I think the Chu State sent a princess to assassinate Zhao Zheng before. Is the Yong State seeking revenge?"
Of course, Wei Guo already knew that Mi Sichen failed to assassinate Zhao Zheng and was so frightened that he lost his mind.
"That's not what you think." Wei Ji's eyes were filled with uncertainty. He paused for a moment and said, "The Lord Long Yang that I know would not think that way."
Long Yangjun laughed a few times.
"You should tell me what you think," he pursed his lips and said, "Yong Guo went to war, and the military advisor behind it is very familiar with you, Master."
The military advisor behind Yong Kingdom?
Queen Jiang He, Taigong Wang's descendant, the inheritor of Sun Wu's art of war, a counselor who can summon a million troops to siege a city with one letter.
It’s also his, Xiaohe.
Wei Ji looked at the map, and somewhere in Luoyang, the hinterland of the Central Plains, he seemed to see the heavy snow that year, and saw the 13-year-old girl crying on his back.
"I do not go."
Jiang He's tears fell in clusters, like pearls smashed into the snow.
"I want to find my father. Is he dead? Where is he? He is the official envoy of Qi State. You can't ignore him."
The envoy of Qi State disappeared in Wei State, and the gangster threw a severed arm to Jiang He.
His actions could be punished, but Wei Ji only felt bitter in his heart.
He kicked away the snow clumps with his thick leather boots and carried her forward.
"Go quickly, you can survive if you leave."
He took her out of Luoyang and sent her back to Qi.
Today, five years later, she is the queen of Yong Kingdom and the military advisor who sent troops to attack Wei.
Xiaohe, Wei Ji sighed in his heart, in fact, I knew you were very powerful a long time ago.
From then on I won the game of chess, from silently reciting the art of war on the way back to Qi, from outside Daliang City I planned to annihilate the Chu I never knew that in the end, we would meet again in this way.
"What are you thinking about?" Long Yangjun interrupted Wei Ji's thoughts, caressing his abdomen, and complained, "Finish it earlier so that you can eat better."
Wei Ji came to his senses.
The pain in his heart dissipated, and the bamboo stick in his hand fell on the border between Chu and Wei.
"It is precisely because I am familiar with Jiang He that I know she will not rush to attack Chu."
Even though the Chu army killed her father in Bu Village north of Daliang City.
"But hasn't this already been fought? Unless——"
Long Yangjun opened his mouth, and then he suddenly realized.
Really, I was so fascinated by those beautiful hangers-on that my brain was a little hard to use.
He felt like he had goosebumps. He didn't know whether he was frightened or surprised by the other party's conspiracy.
Subconsciously, he pressed his fingers on his waist.
There is a sword in there.
"Yes," Wei Ji said, "She wants to outflank us."
"You're so smart!" Long Yangjun couldn't help but sit up straight, stroking his hands and said, "I understand your obsession, young master."
His obsession? Wei Ji looked cold and did not speak.
He never did it because of her intelligence or her usefulness to Wei Guo.
Her attraction to him didn't stop there.
He wanted her to live a life without war and disputes, to raise her children freely and peacefully, and to live a long life.
"Now that he knows her intention," Wei Ji threw away the bamboo stick with a cold expression, "Long Yangjun knows what to do."
"Yes," Long Yangjun nodded, "I have transferred back half of the troops and horses stationed north of the Yellow River, and strengthened the defense of the Yellow River to the west."
To prevent the opponent from outflanking, we must press our troops southward.
"Go."
"Don't care about food?" Long Yangjun was a little resentful.
However, Wei Ji had already turned around and left, his white figure walking away like a silver dragon.
He is a peerless person, yet he controls the world.
In early June, the Yong army had conquered seven cities as planned.
However, when they advanced further east, they encountered a head-on attack from the Chu army.
Jiang He was a little surprised when the news from the military residence reached Kyoto.
She stood in the hot sunshine of the palace, frowning slightly as she watched the Queen Mother teasing little A-Qian in the distance.
Zhao Zheng's expression was stern, and there was a sharp edge in his eyes: "The informant buried alone in the Wei State has convinced the King of Wei. However, Wei Ji still dispatched 30 troops to return to Luoyang to aid Luoyang. It seems that he has not been able to hide it."
Unable to hide it, Wei Ji guessed her plan.
How could a person like him, with his exquisite skills and extraordinary understanding, not understand the tricks of a soldier?
Jiang He felt like he was playing chess against Wei Ji with chess pieces in his hands.
And every move and style she makes is known to the other party.
"Your Majesty," Jiang He looked up at Zhao Zhengdao, "How is General Wang doing?"
"Wang Jian was very careful," Zhao Zhengdao said, "but the Chu State still sent a hundred thousand soldiers and horses to attack. Even these small towns were not prepared to let go."
Wei was on guard, and Chu was ready to bite Yong, so the situation reached a deadlock.
Jiang He and Zhao Zheng stood together. Seen from a distance, they were wearing Xuanqing uniforms from the Yong Kingdom. The man was talented but the woman was calm and serene.
But only they themselves know how anxious the other party is.
"Your Majesty," Jiang He stretched out his hand and held Zhao Zheng's sleeve, "You also have an informant in Chu State, right?"
Zhao Zheng looked down at her and held her hand.
"Yes."
"So for so many years, all the treasures in the private treasury of the Yong Kingdom have been given to those spies and used to bribe Chu officials."
After Jiang He returned from Qi, he made a special trip to Zhao Zheng's private treasury.
In just one year, the place was almost emptied.
Zhao Zheng's hands were a little stiff. After a moment of pause, he softly said "hmm".
Soldiers who, deception also.
That's not just on the battlefield, but also in the court.
Use financial resources to corrupt the other party's pillars of the country, good generals and ministers, and make them make decisions that are not beneficial to their own this is unpalatable, it is also a Machiavellian way.
Zhao Zheng didn't tell her about this, so she didn't ask.
Now there is no need to hide it anymore.
Jiang He nodded and said: "When I went to Chu State with my father as a mission, my father said that the salary of the Chu State's court was not high, but the officials all lived in mansions, and their food and clothing were very luxurious. My father said at that time, I don't know what happened. Which country is maintaining officials for Chu State?"
"I wasn't alone at that time." Zhao Zheng shook his head and said, "At that time, he was the father."
Yes, Yong Guo has already made preparations.
Jiang He glanced at Sunlight.
Although it burns my eyes, the sunlight is always myself, my appearance and state of mind have changed along the way.
If people really had souls, hers would be very dark.
"Your Majesty," she sighed, "it has been cultivated for hundreds of years, but it can be used today."
(End of this chapter)