After binding the loving mother system, I was so bad

"What does the general mean?"

"I do not know either!"

Gu Hai and Gu Shi San looked at each other and then smiled bitterly.

The general is good in every way except for one thing: she always thinks other people are as smart as her.

The galloping horses brought news from Kyoto.

At this moment, the entire Yunzhou upper echelons were shocked by the news.

"What?! Wanyan Wushu actually dared us to withdraw the Yunzhou boundary marker 501 miles?!"

"I'm going to kill them!" Qin Bohuai picked up his sword and was about to rush out, but was stopped by Gu Shisan.

"The general hasn't spoken yet!"

Qin Bohuai's chest rose and fell violently, his eyes were red: "General, they are deliberately insulting us!"

Gu Nanxi certainly knew this: "The emperor hasn't made a decision yet, why are you so anxious?"

This sentence was like a bucket of cold water, waking everyone up.

Yes, this is no longer something Yunzhou can control.

If the emperor really issued an imperial decree, could Yunzhou still disobey it?

Wang Buxi clenched his hands tightly under his sleeves, his sharp nails digging into his flesh. Only the pain could keep Wang Buxi calm.

Gu Nanxi: "Let's wait patiently for a while."

Although this makes people feel helpless, this is the reality.

Wang Bushi and others had to retreat in anger.

After leaving the Governor's Mansion, Qin Bohuai finally couldn't hold back and said angrily: "The little emperor will definitely agree! Moving the Yunzhou boundary marker back 501 miles is a blow to our general's face and damages our general's prestige! He can negotiate and strike a blow to our general at the same time, how could he not agree?"

Wang Buxi also felt that this matter was almost certain.

Gu Shisan's knuckles cracked as he pinched them: "The general is right, this Tartar is quiet and making trouble on time!"

Wang Buxi turned around in surprise: "Did the general even foresee this? What else did he say?"

"Ah?!" Gu Shisan remembered his doubts, "The general also said that the wind is blowing."

Hearing this, Wang Buxi's eyes lit up instantly, and the arc of his mouth became wider and wider: "So that's it!"

Qin Bohuai was so angry that his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys ached. He had no patience to listen to Wang Buxi's riddles and urged him, "Hurry up and tell me what's going on!"

Wang Buxi laughed loudly: "Have you forgotten? How did Yunzhou's boundary marker move northward?"

Qin Bohuai patted his scabbard and said, "Of course we killed our way here!"

Gu Shisan seemed to understand, his eyes were so bright that they could almost blind people: "No, it was obviously blown away by the wind!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Qin Bohuai paused and understood.

"So the general asked us to wait for a while."

"Yes, wait a minute!"

The group of people looked at each other, and everything was said without words.

In fact, I didn’t wait very long, just two days, and then the latest news came.

As everyone expected, the young emperor agreed to Wanyan Wushu's request!

He issued a direct decree in the court, requiring Yunzhou to withdraw the boundary marker 500 miles within ten days after receiving the imperial edict!

Wang Buqi curled his lips and sneered: "From Kyoto to Yunzhou, according to their speed, it will take at least half a month, which means we still have more than 20 days."

"What's the goal?"

A group of people discussed it and finally set the goal at one hundred miles.

The border line is too long, and it is impossible for Yunzhou to set up boundary markers along the entire border line.

The grassland tribes that were lucky enough not to have participated in the previous riot, in order to avoid being picked on and punished by Yunzhou, consciously stayed twenty miles away from Yunzhou whether they were moving or grazing in the spring.

Some who were more cautious even stayed fifty miles away for fear of being scammed by the Yunzhou authorities.

Therefore, this time Wang Buxi and others set the goal at one hundred miles, which should be easy to achieve.

While Wang Buxi and others were busy secretly stirring up the south wind, the latest issue of "Yunzhou Weekly" released the news that Wanyan Wushu demanded that the Yunzhou boundary marker be moved back 500 miles.

Of course, Wen Yu did not mention receiving the imperial edict, but his choice of words made the matter seem like a done deal, and he also hinted that the matter had not been opposed or obstructed by anyone in the court.

As soon as "Yunzhou Weekly" came out, it sold out instantly.

When Gu Nanxi moved the boundary marker 500 miles north and achieved significant results, how exciting and morale-boosting it was!

It wasn't long since this happened, but everyone still remembers how they cried with joy.

Now, for the sake of peace talks and the sake of a son of the Duke of Cheng, Yunzhou is going to give up such a great victory. How can anyone accept this? !

In Baichuan Academy, Niu Jinyi and others who got the news couldn't even continue their lectures. They were so angry that they were about to cry.

"How can the imperial court be so weak?! They are here to negotiate, not for us to be defeated and ask them to negotiate!"

"How much blood of heroes has been shed in those 500 miles! How could they just withdraw like that?!"

In the classroom, Xia Lezhi and Gerlang also felt the humiliation and anger of the teachers. Their chests felt heavy as if a huge stone was pressing on them.

Because the teachers were so excited and could not carry out normal teaching, they simply gave the children in the academy a day off.

It happened that the next day was the seasonal holiday, with a three-day vacation, so Xia Lezhi and Geerlang decided to go home.

Xia Lezhi and his classmates who lived in Huaishuo Town built a tricycle together.

They were sitting in the truck bed and were filled with indignation when they talked about this matter.

"No wonder the teacher always asks us to study hard and strive to pass the exam to become a scholar, so that we can stand in his court and speak for Yunzhou in the future!"

"When I grow up, I will one day teach these Tartars what it means to plow the house and sweep the holes!"

"Alas, when the boundary marker was moved 500 miles north, my parents burned incense to our ancestors and told them the good news! If they knew this news, wouldn't they be so angry that they would crawl out of their graves?!"

The driver in front of him was pedaling his tricycle with a thump. Hearing the kids getting so angry, he couldn't help but ask curiously, "What happened?"

The little kids talked to each other, and finally the driver understood.

The driver paused, his whole body like a suppressed volcano, his cheeks clenched tightly: "They say retreat? Do they know what these five hundred miles mean to us?!"

Xia Lezhi didn't say anything. Perhaps those people knew it but just didn't care.

The driver's eyes were red and he lowered his head. He pedaled the tricycle like an old ox, his heavy breathing was choked with sobs, and drops of water fell on the earth and cement ground.

Maybe it's sweat, maybe it's tears.

After arriving in Huaishuo Town, Xia Lezhi returned to his own Xia Family Restaurant.

The restaurant, which was originally bustling, is now quiet.

Although the place was full of people and the table was filled with sizzling, steaming braised lamb, the guests had different looks on their faces and it was clear that they were not focused on the food.

Xia Lezhi looked around and finally found Manager Xia at the back door.

He was squatting at the door, smoking the pipe he had given up long ago.

A'niang was chopping meat silently in the kitchen. The knife hit the chopping board heavily, as if she was not cutting meat, but bones.