Quick Wear: Bai Yueguang perfectly interprets the success of saving the world

Time passed slowly.

The wound on Yan Qing's shoulder has almost healed, but the arc of his movement cannot be too large, otherwise he will still feel a slight pain.

Avna came to the princess's mansion early in the morning to say goodbye. She was going back to the Huns.

Yan Qing raised his eyes and looked at Avna with some surprise.

Logically speaking, Avna came to Dazhao to marry a princess, so there is no possibility for her to go back now.

Afna explained: "Sister Qing, there is no man I like in the capital, so the emperor showed mercy and allowed me to return to the Xiongnu."

Yan Qing knew that it couldn't be as simple as Avna said. The marriage represented a great significance and it could not be determined by just like or dislike.

However, Pei Shiyu actually agreed to let Avna go back. It seems that they have reached some kind of cooperation in private.

Yan Qing did not ask any more questions, but replied with a smile: "In that case, I wish the little princess a safe journey."

Seeing that Yan Qing didn't look reluctant at all, Avna couldn't help but flash a hint of reluctance in her eyes, but her face was still as cute as usual: "After I return to Xiongnu, will Sister Qing miss me?"

Yan Qing straightened the beads on Avna's hair that had been messed up by her, and replied in an emotionless tone: "Yeah."

Just this simple word made Avna happy again, and she accidentally said what she had kept in her heart for a long time.

"Sister Qing, come with me to Xiongnu. It's free there, without all the conspiracies and calculations of Dazhao."

Yan Qing just smiled and said nothing in response to Avna's words.

Seeing this, Avna felt a little discouraged. Although she had known for a long time that Yan Qing would never go back to the Xiongnu with her, she couldn't help but fantasize, what if, what if Sister Qing was willing.

Avna's eyes were somewhat dark, and she rarely showed her true emotions: "Sister Qing, what's so good about Dazhao, and... and Wu Lan can't bear to leave you."

Hearing this, as if to confirm what Avna said, Wu Lan, who was wrapped around Yan Qing's wrist, poked her head out and began to act coquettishly in Yan Qing's palm.

Yan Qing tapped Wu Lan's little head and let it return to Avna's hand. She shook her head and sighed, "Avna, Dazhao is my home. Go now, the envoys outside are urging you."

Avna also saw the envoy looking over here. She pursed her lips and said, "Sister Qing, wait for me. I will be back."

When she reached the corner, she looked at Yan Qing deeply, as if she wanted to engrave her in her heart forever.

Then she hurried away with the envoys. She had more important things to do. The temporary separation was for a better meeting in the future.

But Avna never thought that this farewell would be forever.

After Avna's figure completely disappeared, Yan Qing asked 012: "Is there any fluctuation in the plot progress bar?"

012: "No, Yanyan."

Listening to 012's reply, Yan Qing took a sip of the tea in the cup and began to think carefully.

In the original plot, Avna kept pestering Jiang Huaixu, but the marriage was not successful until the end of the plot, and in the end she returned to the Huns alone.

And now Avna has returned to the Huns alone, which somehow coincides with the ending of the plot line.

Perhaps this is one of the reasons why there is no warning on the plot progress bar. Another reason may be that Avna is a supporting role in the plot, not the protagonist. Apart from causing trouble for Luo Tang and pestering Jiang Huaixu, her appearance in the plot is not that important.

Yan Qing put down the teacup. It seemed that her idea was correct. There was still room for maneuver to advance the plot. Facing the next plot, Yan Qing also had some clues.

The sky gradually darkened, and Fuyun brought her a cloak to put on. It was already past early spring and the beginning of summer. Others had already changed into light clothes, but Yan Qing still felt cold due to the toxins in her body.

She gathered the fluff around her cloak and looked up at the sky. Raindrops began to fall without her noticing, fine and dense. There was a hint of sadness between Yan Qing's brows.

Fuyun asked from behind, "Your Highness, are you worried about Princess Avna?"

Yan Qing nodded and sighed, "The roads are muddy on rainy days, and the Xiongnu are far away from Dazhao. I'm afraid it will be difficult for Avna to go there."

Although Fuyun didn't know why Yan Qing was so concerned about Avna, he still comforted her, "Princess Avna will definitely have enough people around her, Your Highness doesn't need to worry too much."

Yan Qing didn't say anything else. After a long while, he said, "Let's go back to Qiyun Pavilion."

Fuyun opened the oil-paper umbrella, and the two of them walked in the rain, gradually going farther and farther away...

When it started raining, Avna and her group had already gone hundreds of miles out of the city. There was a drizzle in the capital, while it was pouring rain outside the capital.

The rain was getting heavier, so Avna had to stop her horse and hide in a dilapidated temple. She asked the envoys who were going back to the Huns to rest here first and set off again after the rain stopped.

Avna's hair had been wet by the rain and was dripping down her cheeks. She wiped the water off her face without a care and said to the envoy beside her, "Tell someone to find a way to light a fire and see what other supplies we brought can be used."

One person responded and retreated, while another envoy followed Avna, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Avna stopped and asked impatiently, "Anything else?"

Ashzambi asked the questions he had been wondering about all along the way: "Princess, didn't we come here to marry? Why do we have to go back to the Xiongnu now?"

He really knew nothing and didn't understand why the princess didn't want to marry into the Xiongnu again and wanted to go back to the Xiongnu. Would this anger the emperor of Dazhao? He didn't want Jiang Huaixu to break into the royal court again.

Wulan came out from Avna's sleeve, with water dripping from its smooth scales. Avna was wiping the water off it with a handkerchief. When she heard Ashzenbi's question, she raised her eyebrows and said, "I have my own plan for this matter. You just have to obey me."

Ashzambi frowned, full of worry: "But what about the Chanyu?"

Avna sneered, as if laughing at his cowardice: "Ash Zambi, are you scared out of your wits by Jiang Huaixu?"

Ashzambi's face flushed immediately: "We are grassland warriors, how can we be afraid... afraid of them!!!"

Hearing this, Avna rolled her eyes and ignored Ashzenbi's interest. She said directly: "This princess has sent a message back to the Xiongnu. My father knows about this matter."

Ashzenbi heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that this was not just a sudden whim of the princess and that the Hun king already knew about it.

Avna raised her hand to let him go back. Several fires had been lit in the temple. Avna walked to the nearest fire and sat down.

The rest of the people also gathered in twos and threes around the remaining fires to warm themselves, and no one dared to get close to Avna.

Avna didn't care. She looked down at the bracelet woven with red rope on her wrist in a daze. She missed Yan Qing so much even though she had been away for less than a day.

It's raining. I wonder if the wound on Sister Qing's shoulder will hurt, and whether Sister Qing will miss her.

But now she had to leave the capital. She had to go back to the Xiongnu to persuade her father to cooperate with Pei Shiyu. This was also the reason why Pei Shiyu was willing to let her leave.

The situation between Pei Shiyu and Jiang Huaixu is now tense. Pei Shiyu can only rely on external forces to defeat the enemy, and the Huns are a great help to him.

Originally, Avna wanted to cooperate with Jiang Huaixu, but she changed her mind after Yan Qing was assassinated.

Because she found that although she wanted Yan Qing to belong only to her, she seemed to hope that Yan Qing could be safe and stable. She couldn't bear to see Yan Qing's pale face, and her heart would inexplicably begin to ache.

And she doesn't like Luo Tang, she really, really doesn't like him.

So after much thought, Avna decided not to be an enemy of Sister Qing, but to cooperate with Pei Shiyu, whom she trusted. Pei Shiyu also promised her that if the matter was successful, he could fulfill one of her requests.

When the time comes, she will ask Sister Qing again whether she is willing to go back to the Xiongnu with her. If she still doesn't want to, she will stay in Dazhao and keep pestering Sister Qing until she agrees.

Thinking of this, Avna's depressed mood brightened up again.

The heavy rain outside slowly stopped. Avna and the others got on their horses and set out on their journey to the Xiongnu again...

A month later, a memorial was sent to the capital from Jiangnan at full speed, causing turmoil in the court and the country.

Since the beginning of spring, Xuzhou has been hit by frequent heavy rains, and the river water level has risen sharply and destroyed the embankment. The towns near the dam have suffered serious floods, and countless people have been displaced.

There was even a rumor among the people that the emperor was unjust, so God sent down a punishment on him.

This matter is of great importance and if it is not handled properly it will cause civil unrest.

There was a solemn atmosphere in the Golden Palace, and Yan Qing also came to attend the court, which was a rare occasion.

Pei Shiyu sat on the dragon throne with a gloomy face. The memorial from Jiangnan in his hand had been passed by Fulu to the ministers below for them to read.

Now everyone is frowning and thinking about countermeasures.

Pei Shiyu waited for a while, but no one spoke. He asked in a cold voice, "What do you think, my dear ministers?"

"Your Majesty, money has been allocated to the construction of the Xuzhou dike every year. This year, it just rained a little more, but it was so vulnerable that it was washed away by the flood. Your Majesty, please investigate thoroughly!"

The first to come out was the Minister of Revenue, who looked indignant. The Ministry of Revenue spent a large sum of money on Xuzhou every year, which made him feel painful.

Hearing this, Pei Shiyu's face showed a bit of anger. He spent so much money, but in the end, all he got was this shoddy project.

"Who supervised this matter?!"

A minister stepped out tremblingly, bowed his head and replied: "This year, I am in charge of the work."

Minister Wang also felt wronged. He had gotten this job with great difficulty, thinking that he could finally make some money from it. However, who knew that Xuzhou would have heavy rains this year, which washed away the dam!

In previous years, those who were in charge of this matter all cut corners. Every time they passed the matter down, the amount of money allocated was reduced. Now it has become an unspoken practice.

He was so unlucky that as soon as he took over, he not only failed to make any money but also lost his head. Moreover, if you think carefully, it was not his fault alone. All the supervisors before him were also responsible.

But what can Minister Wang do? The relationships involved are complicated and he still wants those people to help him.

Pei Shiyu was suppressing anger in his eyes. The struggle between him and Jiang Huaixu was already tense, and now this incident happened. How could he not be angry?

"Do you have anything else to say?"

"Your Majesty, I am innocent! Building a dam is not something I can decide on my own..."

Hearing Pei Shiyu's cold tone, Minister Wang knew that this matter could not be resolved peacefully, and it might even implicate his entire clan. He made up his mind and did not care about much else. He dragged all the officials who had supervised the matter in previous years into the water. The more muddy the water, the higher the possibility of his survival.

Several more officials whose names were mentioned by Minister Wang stepped out and knelt down. Voices of defence were heard everywhere, and the scene was a little chaotic for a while.

However, this chaos did not affect Jiang Huaixu at all. With coldness in his eyes, he quietly watched these idiots being smart.

He had already known about the flood in Xuzhou before the emperor received the memorial, and the rumors spread among the refugees were caused by him.

After all, the emperor was indeed unjust, wasn't he? Although Pei Shiyu was not the one who killed loyal officials, he had that man's blood flowing in his veins and he inherited that man's throne, so he had to atone for it.

And this is just the beginning. He will gradually undermine Pei Shiyu's power, and finally prove the name of his father and Yan Qing's father.

As for those displaced people, Jiang Huaixu had already sent Hanlu to spread rumors to see if he could take care of them. Pei Shiyu was keeping a close eye on him, so he couldn't make any big moves.

Even that memorial could not have been delivered to the capital so quickly if it had not been for Jiang Huaixu's intervention. Along the way, there were countless officials who wanted to suppress the matter.

It can only be said that Pei Shiyu was only concerned with fighting him, and A Qing relaxed his care for Pei Shiyu due to his poor health, which made those ministers start to make moves again.

If Ah Qing had been helping Pei Shiyu keep a close eye on the court, it would not have been so easy for him to intervene. However, Jiang Huaixu thought of the several times his people had run into obstacles when they went to the imperial mausoleum, and his eyes couldn't help but darken.

A Qing kept a close eye on that place and did not relax even when he was feeling unwell. He still had to find a way to get A Qing away from the capital for a while, otherwise he would not be able to take action against Haikang.

Thinking of this, Jiang Huaixu turned his attention to Yan Qing.

Yan Qing pressed his forehead, feeling a bit headache from their noise.

She knocked on the armrest of the chair. The sound was not loud, but it immediately quieted down the noisy court.

"The most urgent task is to send people to resettle the refugees and control the floods. As for the construction of the dam, the officials who have been in charge of this matter in recent years should be sent to the Dali Temple for a thorough investigation. Your Majesty will then decide on the merits and demerits."

Yan Qing looked up at Pei Shiyu: "What do you think, Your Majesty?"

Pei Shiyu naturally nodded and agreed with Yan Qing's statement: "Then let's put him in prison first and have the Dali Temple Minister conduct a thorough investigation."

Upon hearing this, the Dali Temple Minister stepped out and accepted the order: "I accept your order."

The Dali Temple Minister felt a little bitter. This was not an easy job, but since Her Royal Highness the Princess and His Majesty had spoken, he had no choice but to take on this hot potato.

Minister Wang and others who had been making excuses were also speechless. Although the imperial prison was not a good place to go, at least they had saved their lives for the time being. If they made some efforts in the future, it was not impossible for them to turn things around.