Dressed as the cannon fodder who died prematurely, I will marry the villain in anger

Yizhou, Fuling Zhao Yutan leaned against the window and looked into the distance, holding the floating catkins in his bare hands, his brows stained with light sorrow. The manager of the other courtyard came to report,

"Madam, Mr. Song and Mrs. Song are here. They are here to return a book and give you a festival gift." The Double Ninth Festival is approaching, and Mr. Song is also a man who knows how to be polite.

Song Shiyu?

"Please let him in." Zhao Yutan said casually. She met Song Shiyu by chance after she came to Fuling.

In her prophetic dream, Song Shiyu was a young official who could compete with Xie Zhan after he took control of the government.

But at this time, he was still a poor scholar, so she didn't mind helping him. This time when she came to Fuling, she brought a lot of rare ancient books.

After they got to know each other, he often came to borrow ancient books to read. While she was thinking, Song Shiyu and his wife came in.

Mrs. Song found Xie Lin playing nearby. After greeting Zhao Yutan, she walked towards Xie Lin.

"Please sit down. How are you doing recently?" Zhao Yutan asked casually.

"Thank you for your concern. Everything is fine." The maid served them tea. Song Shiyu stared at Zhao Yutan. Because the achievements of Lu Songli, the governor of Pingzhou, were too dazzling, her life was also talked about with relish.

Especially Governor Lu's marriage, because of a fall into the water, his marriage was exchanged with that of his best friend, and eventually the two became enemies.

The relationship between the four of them was known to the world. The fate of the two of them also became a topic of conversation. Now one of them became the governor of Pingzhou, and there was a high possibility that he would become a female ruler, while the other one became a widow.

The completely different ending made the world sigh. He always thought that under the coercion of Pingzhou, General Xie Zhan really died in the fire in the palace.

The woman in front of him has become the widow of Grand Commander Xie Zhan. But recently he realized that he might be wrong.

Recently, something happened in Pingzhou and Nandi. In Pingzhou, the governor of Pingzhou, Lu Songli, issued Pingzhou bonds, and the noble families in the area successively invested money in the Liaodong Chamber of Commerce.

According to a secret news sent back by his classmates, in the south, the commander of the Southern Expedition Army, General Xie Wei, had set up an imperial merchant group.

In fact, the actions of both parties are similar in nature, both of which use the power in their hands to act. If Lu Songli were here, she might give a more precise word, which is the right to issue currency.

However, as the governor, Lu Songli can mobilize much more personal connections than Xie Wei, the leader of an army.

So the question is, as the head of a state, Lv Songli's words are very effective. But Xie Wei is just the commander-in-chief of the Southern Expedition Army, so it may not be the case, right?

There is no doubt that he must have painted a pie in the sky for his subordinates, and they were willing to believe that his pie could be achieved.

But in addition to being profitable and his future structure and goals being trustworthy, Song Shiyu felt that there must be other reasons why they were willing to obey Xie Wei's command.

The reason why the rich people in Pingzhou are willing to listen to Lu Songli is because of her status. So, is it possible that Liao Xuewang and others are willing to listen to Xie Wei because of their status?

Because this identity must not only ensure that the pie he draws can come true, but also have deterrent effect. After all, if there is no deterrent effect, the people below will just pick the fruits directly.

The great general in the South does not have such power. If he wants people to believe that he has it, his identity cannot be as simple as General Xie Wei.

Moreover, Xie Wei was born in the military, and he did not have the ability to turn stone into gold and strategize. With this inference, the identity of the person in the south is obvious, isn't it?

While chatting, Song Shiyu pretended to ask casually,

"Mrs. Xie, have you seen the body of your husband, Governor Xie?" When asking this, Song Shiyu's eyes were always on her reaction.

His words were both a hint and a test. After all, they had been married for many years, and Zhao Yutan should have some understanding of Xie Zhan's way of doing things.

Zhao Yutan was stunned and asked,

"Why do you ask that?" Song Shiyu replied.

"It's nothing. I just feel that the death of Governor Xie Zhan is such a pity. It is a great loss for Dali to lose such a loyal minister. I believe this is something the emperor does not want to see. What do you think?" Zhao Yutan understood that Song Shiyu hinted to her that Xie Zhan might not be dead.

In fact, Zhao Yutan didn't believe that Xie Zhan was dead at all. When the news of Xie Zhan's death came, she took her son back to Chang'an to attend the funeral and saw him for the last time.

Because he died in the fire, his face in the coffin was completely unrecognizable and almost unrecognizable.

This is one of the doubts. In addition, in her prophetic dream, Xie Zhan was the man who laughed last. Even if the trajectory of his fate in this life was very different, she didn't believe that he would die so easily.

Song Shiyu thought, it seems that she has the answer in her heart. Faced with a long silence, Zhao Yutan just hummed.

She had to respond to his question like this. Song Shiyu was worthy of being the one to replace Xie Zhan in her precognitive dream. He was too smart and too perceptive.

"Congratulations, Madam Xie. Admiral Xie should be here to pick you up soon."

"What did you say?" Zhao Yutan's voice suddenly rose. Song Shiyu's eyes flashed, and he repeated what he had just said.

Xie Zhan is hiding his real name, so he must have a big plan. In the Three States Free Trade Zone, polo matches are like a raging fire.

But after burning to the extreme, everything will eventually return to ashes. Smart people can see that the result of the polo final will definitely be a turning point in the relationship between the three parties.

The stakes are too high. If you want to cash it out, it will be difficult to end it. Now that the emperor is in a coma, the government of Dali is controlled by the aristocratic families and important officials. There is no better time to seize power than at this point in time.

If the world is a chessboard, there are not many people who can play chess. Governor Lu Songli is one of them, and Xie Zhan can be counted as one of them. The rest were eliminated in a short time.

After sorting out these things, he seemed to have cleared the fog and saw the context of the development of the situation. Song Shiyu suddenly became very excited.

He was smart since childhood, but his intelligence was enlightened by the openness to books and knowledge after Lu Songli of Pingzhou came to power. He read a lot of books over the years and made a lot of progress.

He felt that if Pingzhou had not opened up printing and spread all kinds of books to the world, it would probably take him at least five years to reach today's level.

"Why do you say that?" Zhao Yutan asked in a trembling voice. Song Shiyu had an epiphany.

"This is just my guess. Thank you for your care these days. If you have any ideas, you should make plans early." After saying this, Song Shiyu politely said goodbye.

After asking the steward of the other courtyard to send Song Shiyu and his wife away, Zhao Yutan was very frightened. She didn't know whether Song Shiyu's guess was true. If it was true, how would she respond if Xie Zhan came to find her?

After all, she couldn't leave Fuling yet. Zhao Yutan was anxious at this moment, and she was inclined to believe Song Shiyu's inference.

But she didn't know how to deal with it. Even if she knew the problem in advance, she still wouldn't know how to deal with it. Among a bunch of smart people, she was too ordinary, so she was very miserable.