After I traveled through the book, I was spoiled by five little villains

"The Second Young Master requests to see you!" a voice came from the door.

Yan Yuanan came here to bring a summary of the battle results.

More than 40 archers were captured unharmed because they were surrounded by smoke.

After the assassins and swordsmen were surrounded and suppressed, there were still more than thirty people left. He tied them up and imprisoned them in the government prison.

"Father, what should we do with these people?"

Yan Changqing twisted the paper with his fingers, his eyes becoming colder and colder.

"Kill them all and sacrifice them tomorrow."

When dealing with his enemies, he didn't know how to write the four words "kind-hearted and soft-handed".

Want to murder his wife?

court death!

"Yes!" Yan Yuanan agreed, feeling very happy.

Every one of these people are bandits, assassins, and spies. None of them are good people and they deserve to be put to death.

Assassinate your mother?

court death!

He turned and left, going to make his own arrangements without further ado.

Yan Changqing looked at the guard and said gently, "You are old, and your health is more important. Go and rest first. I will discuss the rest with them."

The other officials nodded and offered consolation.

The defending general also knew that after suffering such a blow, he was no longer energetic and had little courage.

If he continues to stay, he won't be able to play a big role. It would be better for him to leave so that everyone can have no worries and can work freely.

After leaving the meeting hall, the guard wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with the rough back of his hand, identified the direction, hesitated for a moment, and finally headed towards the dungeon.

He still couldn't bear to be cruel.

Seeing his child growing up and about to leave, he always had to see him off for the last time.

In the darkness of night, the veteran staggered.

"General."

The guard saluted and opened the cell door.

The guard nodded, and his usually tall figure hunched over as he stepped into the dungeon.

He wanted to have a good talk with the deputy general and hear his last wish.

Even if I don't do anything, it's good to just accompany him for a while, so as to preserve the friendship between the two of us.

However, he never expected that what was waiting for him was a corpse hanging in mid-air.

The deputy general was the commander of Yumen Pass. He had no grudges against anyone else. Knowing that he was coerced by Prince Ruyang, they all felt a sense of grief for each other.

So, after Yan Shiyan took his men away, when he asked to be alone for a while, the guard didn't think much about it and just regarded it as fulfilling his last wish.

The dungeon is not big and there is no other exit.

As long as the gate is guarded well, the deputy general will not be able to escape.

Little did we know that he knew he had no way to survive and, not wanting to implicate others, he hanged himself in the cell.

"No!"

The guard let out a long wail from his throat, grabbed the wooden bars of the prison door, and slowly slid to the ground.

"General, general!"

The guard was afraid that something might happen to him, so he rushed forward and helped him up.

The guard pointed at the corpse with a shaking hand and said, "Put him down, find a thin coffin, and bury him properly!"

There is no way for criminals to be buried in the cemetery of soldiers at Yumen Pass.

A thin coffin was the final resting place of this young man who once had a bright future.

When the body was collected, it was discovered that he did not leave any words.

I don’t know if it’s because I’m too guilty to face people or if I’ve completely lost hope in this world.

The long night is finally over.

Layer upon layer of clouds piled up in the sky, and the early morning sunlight stubbornly shone through from behind the clouds, sprinkling on this weathered border town.

Last night's crisis was resolved quietly, and people's lives went on as usual, starting a new busy day.

The atmosphere in the general's mansion was serious.

Intelligence collected from various places, including previously obtained information, flew into the meeting hall like snowflakes.

Yan Yuanan sat at the bottom, with two large bamboo baskets on his left. They were full of messages waiting to be processed, arranged in chronological order.

On his desk, there is a desktop book basket. After he has screened out valuable information, he will annotate it and put it in the basket, which will then be delivered to Yan Changqing's desk by a special person.

The rest of the information will be brought to the military advisor's desk and filtered again.

The two of them cross-checked to make sure they didn't miss any valuable information.

Due to the popularity of Leyang paper and pen, the number of messages received was much greater than expected.

Yan Yuanan handled the matter very quickly.

He was fully focused, holding a pen in his right hand and pressing a thick stack of papers of different sizes with his left hand. He flipped through the pages very quickly, making a comment from time to time and putting them in the book basket.

Last night, everyone went to bed very late.

But after sleeping for more than two hours, he appeared here again.

Yan Changqing came back from reviewing the troops, sat in the main seat, and began to read the intelligence they had filtered.

The situation is somewhat serious.

Signs from all sides indicate that the communications blocked by Prince Ruyang have never been restored.

The official reports and letters from the capital were as normal as could be.

Only from the unusual movements of the common people could one glimpse any signs of Prince Ruyang's rebellion.

Yan Changqing and Su Diya's intelligence networks are all in the northern border, not the Central Plains, so they don't get much useful information.

To sum up, Prince Ruyang's army marched northward along the canal and headed straight for the capital.

Knowing yourself and knowing your enemy can help you win a hundred battles.

Yan Changqing looked at the map and pondered over it. After a moment, he named the names of his generals and said, "We will discuss this matter here in half an hour."

"Yes!"

The personal guards took the order and left.

In the sky, the thick clouds gradually dissipated, revealing a clear blue behind them.

The air is colder and fresher than in the capital.

The little maid guarding the door loved to be pretty and was unwilling to put on heavy winter clothes so early. She was so cold that she touched her frozen earlobes with her hands, trying to warm herself up.

She looked up when she heard footsteps and quickly knelt down to greet them: "I greet the eldest master."

Yan Shouzhuo nodded and waited for her to lift the curtain before stepping inside.

The little maid blushed quietly, and the cold feeling disappeared.

The eldest young master is so heroic and handsome!

At this moment, she only hated her limited vocabulary and didn't know how to describe this feeling.

In short, he was different from the people of his age she had met.

In terms of appearance, the eldest young master's facial features are obviously not as handsome as the third young master's, but he is still able to make people's hearts beat fast.

If Qin Yaoguang knew what she was thinking, he would summarize it for her: this feeling is called "masculinity," or another trendy term is "walking hormones."

Yan Shouzhuo greeted her after entering the house and asked, "Mother, are you looking for me?"

Qin Yaoguang nodded, pointed at the embroidered cushion and said, "Sit down and talk." Then he told Guyu to bring him some food.

Yan Jinyin and Yan Jinyang were both inside the room.

The two children hadn't seen their eldest brother for a long time. After calling him elder brother, Yan Jinyang looked eager to try.

Yan Jinyin just looked at his elder brother quietly, and saw that he had become darker and thinner, and had new scars on his hands. He couldn't help but feel distressed.

Soon, Guyu brought a bowl of soft and glutinous pear and white fungus porridge and a small bowl of rouge beef jerky and placed them in front of Yan Shouzhuo.

Qin Yaoguang looked at him with a look of relief, and said gently, "Eat quickly, and talk after you eat."

It is the time of growth, and in addition to honing martial arts, eating is also very important.

Yan Shouzhuo had had breakfast, but at this moment, he was really hungry.

After he finished eating, Qin Yaoguang spoke: "I came to you because I have an important matter for you to do."