The house was completely quiet.
The troublemaker moved from Qingxia Hall to the concubine's room, and the cost of food and clothing dropped by more than one level, not to mention having to bear the gossip of others.
Guan Shasha's face was ashen and she no longer had the arrogance of the past. She tried her best to avoid people when she went out.
However, Lu Qing and Brother Lan had already forgotten her. They were doing whatever they were supposed to do.
In the garden, Brother Lan was leaning on the railing of the pavilion in the middle of the lake to watch the fish tailing happily in the lake. Lu Qing was sitting next to him.
"Kiss, little fish!"
Lu Qing echoed: "Yes, Xiaoyu."
Langeer bent down and reached out his hand to reach the fish in the lake. His fleshy little arms were very strong, but they were still far away from the water.
Lu Qing ignored him and looked at him with a smile.
Finally, Lan Geer, who had been trying for a long time without any results, gave up. He retracted his hand, crossed his two short arms in front of his chest, and pouted: "Humph!"
Lu Qing ignored him and only used his peripheral vision to observe him to see how angry he could be.
I was sulking for a while and no one comforted me. Lan Geer raised his hand to rub his face and said to himself: "Be good, baby, be good."
Every move of the white and tender little dumpling was cute. Lu Qing couldn't hold back her laughter. She leaned over and hugged Brother Lan, and imitated him: "The baby is so good."
Brother Lan smiled sweetly, his temper gone, and he held Lu Qing's hand: "Let's go back!"
He knows how long he can play every day, and he is very conscious when the time is up.
Lu Qing immediately softened her heart and promised him: "I'll give you candy when I go back."
Brother Lan stood on tiptoes and pressed his wet lips on Lu Qing's face. Mother and son were extremely intimate.
Guan Shasha, who was hiding in a corner of the garden, almost broke her teeth when she saw this scene.
She twisted her handkerchief tightly and looked at Lu Qing who was walking away fiercely.
She couldn't bear to go back without revenge!
**
Yan Fuguang became more and more courageous as he fought in northern Xinjiang. Food, grass and military equipment were sent northward like a stream. Emperor Xihe was happy and worried at the same time.
What he means is that this war should not be dragged on for too long, otherwise even if it is a complete victory, the country will be plundered.
Liang Fei just came down from the battlefield, his clothes stained with blood. He took the letter from the capital and rushed to Yan Fuguang's camp.
"Your Majesty, a letter from the palace."
Yan Fuguang had a cut on his arm, and the military doctor was bandaging him. He stretched out his other uninjured hand, opened the envelope with one hand, and browsed it quickly.
"We need to fight quickly."
To put it simply, Yan Fuguang twitched his lips: "The supply of food and grass is insufficient. We must end the war as soon as possible, otherwise the soldiers will go to the battlefield with empty stomachs and lose their lives in vain."
Liang Fei was well aware of the difficulty for the soldiers. He said: "The prince is brave and the barbarians are forced to retreat. We have a great chance of winning."
Find the right moment and carry out the most critical blow, otherwise you will always be entangled with them and you don't know when the fight will last. And it’s not that they don’t want to fight, it’s not that they can’t fight, but they don’t have enough money, and they don’t have the logistical support to continue the fight.
Yan Fuguang quickly decided on his strategy. He knocked on the table and said seriously: "We have been fighting for half a year, it's time to go back."
Capital City, Imperial Palace, Fengyi Palace.
Empress Xu and Emperor Xi were sitting on the main seats. Both the emperor and the empress looked very excited.
"As long as Fuguang wins this battle, our Dayan won't dare to provoke anyone for a while!"
"What the emperor said is absolutely true. Not only Fuguang, but also thousands of soldiers, they are all heroes of Dayan."
Yan Xianzhi was unhappy: "If we hadn't provided the money later, no matter how brave the soldiers were, they wouldn't have been able to win without food or drink."
He felt that Emperor Xihe only saw Yan Fuguang and could not see the efforts of others.
"Not to mention the civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty, even the queen mother also set an example by being diligent and frugal. My father can't just see the military exploits of my third brother!"
Jiang Mihe listened quietly, pouting silently in his heart. People are risking their lives, but you are hiding behind and fearing death. You still feel wronged. You are really dissatisfied!
Emperor Xihe and Jiang Mihe had the same idea. He looked at Yan Xianzhi and said, "Why didn't you take the initiative to invite me?"
Yan Xianzhi was speechless and hemmed and hawed, so it was hard to say that he didn't want to endure hardship.
Empress Xu sighed helplessly, patted the back of Emperor Xihe's hand, and excused Yan Xianzhi: "Don't scare the child. It's not like you don't know that the prince is not good at martial arts."
Emperor Xihe lost interest and pulled away his hand and said coldly: "Fu Guang is good at literature and martial arts. He is good at everything."
As the crown prince at that time, he preferred Yan Fuguang, all because he preferred Concubine Zhao.
Now he still feels that Yan Fuguang is worthy of the position of crown prince, just because he has seen his real ability.
Emperor Xihe saw that Yan Xianzhi was becoming more and more annoying. He stood up and said, "I'm going back to Changding Hall."
As soon as he left, Jiang Mihe didn't want to spend time with the mother and son, so he found an excuse and left immediately.
Yan Xianzhi was completely shocked: "Queen Mother! What do you mean, Father!"
He is the legitimate son of the middle palace and should have been the prince. Why is his father always dissatisfied with him!
Empress Xu had no expression on her face, staring in the direction where Emperor Xihe left: "What are you afraid of? When I am here, the position of prince is yours. We are the most noble mother and son in the world. It doesn't matter who the emperor cares about, but who should he care about?" Do people have the ability to come back alive?"
Yan Xian was shocked: "You mean..."
Empress Xu held Yan Xianzhi's hand and taught him: "A man, if you want to succeed, don't be soft. Sometimes if you miss an opportunity, you will regret it for the rest of your life."
Yan Xianzhi inherited the cowardice of Emperor Xihe in his bones. He was timid, hesitant and unable to let go of his ruthlessness and obsession, so he was in a dilemma.
"I, what should I do..."
"Kill Yan Fuguang before he returns to the capital."
Yan Xianzhi said timidly: "What if my father finds out? I will definitely suffer!"
If she hadn't watched him come out of her belly with her own eyes, Empress Xu would have doubted whether Yan Xianzhi was her child.
"Then don't get caught and do things neatly and beautifully!"
Yan Xianzhi held Queen Xu's hand and begged: "Mother, you have to help me..."
Empress Xu nodded: "Set an ambush on his way back to Beijing and kill him."
Yan Xianzhi heard Empress Xu talk about a lot of her plans. In the dead of night, he was still struggling in the study.
Jiang Mihe came in with tea: "Why aren't you sleeping yet?"
Yan Xian was excited and hurriedly folded the paper spread out on the table: "You, why are you here!"
Jiang Mihe watched his actions quietly. She put on a fake smile and took the initiative to break the ice: "What happened to Sister Zhang last time was because I was not in good health and didn't care about her all the time. It’s a tragedy, I’ve been having trouble sleeping and eating all this time, please stop arguing with me, okay?”
Yan Xianzhi breathed a sigh of relief: "So do you. It's your women's responsibility to carry on the family line. As the Crown Princess, you have to be even more responsible."
Jiang Mihe endured it again and again, and then he could only curl his lips and said, "Yes."
Yan Xianzhi nodded with satisfaction and then prepared to take the tea from Jiang Mihe.
"oops--!"
Jiang Mihe loosened his hand and Yan Xianzhi heated it, making the paper in his hand soaked.
"I didn't do it on purpose, I didn't do it on purpose. I'll wipe it for you..."
In a hurry, Jiang Mihe glanced at the piece of paper twice.
——A topographic map.
She came from a family of military generals, and she could tell at a glance that the places marked above were the only way to return to Beijing from northern Xinjiang.
