"Zi Mu, thank you." Ling Buyi felt relieved for the first time since he saw his father being killed at the age of seven and after the fall of Gucheng.

"Brother Zisheng, your gratitude is so hypocritical and not practical at all."

Ling Buyi was thoroughly amused by the girl this time: "You and Zijin will each take half of the spoils this time."

Zimu was quite disgusted when he saw Ling Buyi's worthless appearance: "Come on, I don't know who gave the purse that someone asked me to give you to Wen Zirui, and said that I embroidered it myself..."

Ling Buyi wanted to laugh when he thought of his good brother who always had a stern face and acted like an adult. "Do you hold a grudge so much? How old were you then?"

"I have a good memory. Do you want to hear about the good things you did in the palace to fight back against the Fifth Prince and the Second Prince? I can help you recall."

Zimu, who was blessed with a photographic memory produced by the system, felt very resentful at the moment, especially when she thought about the time when Wen Zirui had been finding fault with her like a madman.

"That's not necessary, Zijin..."

"I told Zijin all about your glorious deeds as a bedtime story."

"..."

Zi Mu was happy to see Ling Buyi being humiliated, but his happiness didn't last long when he thought of his sister's bright eyes when she heard Ling Buyi's name.

"Speaking of which, I still have to congratulate Brother Zisheng."

Ling Buyi raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "Where does the joy come from?"

"Congratulations. Even though my Zijin knows that you are a deep-minded, vindictive, cruel, and difficult person, he still likes you."

"Thank you!" Ling Buyi was indeed happy to hear that Shao Shang liked him, especially when Zimu said it.

"Brother, have you ever thought that what I just said was not a compliment to you?"

"No problem. From now on, I will give you one third of my spoils and rewards."

Zimu was frightened by Ling Buyi's wealth. You know, Ling Buyi, who fought without regard for his life, had the most spoils of war and wealth.

"Why?"

"Because you are my sister. Even if the blood relationship is very distant, you are my only blood relative in this world besides my aunt."

Just when Zimu was moved, he heard him continue: "Besides, you helped me raise Zijin, it's all my duty."

“……”I was just touched for a moment.

"You are wrong. My mother and brother are your blood relatives. When you have finished your business, go back to the He family to see my mother."

"The evidence against Ling Yi is incomplete." Thinking of this, Ling Buyi's face became even gloomier. The crime of stealing and replacing military equipment could only kill Ling Yi but could not wipe out the Ling family.

"Sister Yuchang once said that she hated Chunyu's pretentiousness in Prince Ruyang's mansion, and she hated her and the old princess's attempt to bring you together."

"The princess has a keen eye for discernment."

"Brother, have you ever thought that Chunyu can really hold the position of Ling Family Lady with the support of the old princess?"

Zimu was unable to exchange the existing evidence from Rongtuan, which would have guided Ling Buyi step by step and allowed him to discover the irregularities in the Ling family by himself.

"I don't spend much time with them, so I'm not very clear about this."

This is the truth. Back then, in Gucheng, Chunyu was just an orphan who brought her younger brother to live with Huo Junhua. Later, when Gucheng was broken, he and his aunt were taken back to the capital by Uncle Cui. His aunt then pretended to be crazy and broke off the marriage and lived alone.

He was also adopted by His Majesty as his adopted son and grew up in the palace, so Ling Buyi had never lived with Ling Yichunyu.

"Chun Yu had miscarriages several times. Brother, what do you think is the reason?"

Ling Buyi narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Ling Yi doesn't want her to give birth to a child, fearing that Chunyu's child would be difficult to control."

"Ling Yi hates Chun Yu but has to marry her. With Ling Yi's methods, he can make Chun Yu die silently hundreds of times without anyone noticing. Brother, why don't you think he does it?"

"Chun Yu holds the most fatal evidence of Ling Yi. Ling Yi does not dare to take the risk of killing Chun Yu. He is afraid that Chun Yu has other plans to expose his evidence."

"Brother is indeed a man of deep thoughts."

"...Thank you for praising me." Ling Buyi was so angry that he laughed at Zimu. "Zimu, you have been looking to the north just now. What are you looking at?"

"That's the territory of the Xianbei people. They are best at raising horses, especially war horses." Zimu said with envy, "I heard there are herds of wild horses there. They are more fierce than the war horses raised by the Xianbei people, but once they are tamed, they will only listen to one person for their entire life."

"So what?" The veins on Ling Buyi's forehead were throbbing. He felt that the girl's next words would not be good.

"Brother, don't you have any idea about that place?"

As Ling Buzhi expected, it was indeed not a good thing to say, but Ling Buzhi was indeed moved.

"Let's go. I'm so sleepy." Zi Mu said and left, leaving Ling Buyi alone, disheveled in the wind.

Ling Buyi returned to the tent and looked over the evidence that Zimu had given him before putting it away. Finally, he put it in three boxes layer by layer and locked it three times before he felt at ease and kept the small box in an inconspicuous place.

The Huns were completely destroyed except for the soldiers who were left stationed there. When the army broke camp and prepared to set off back to the capital, Ling Buyi and Zimu looked at each other and saw that the Black Armor Guards and the Yulin Guards did not move.

"Princess Jinyang, Princess Liyang, General Ling, this time Longyou and Longxi have been pacified at the same time. His Majesty has summoned us to return to the capital. When will we return?"

General Wan saw that the motionless Black Armor Guards and Yulin Guards formed a sharp contrast with his own army who were happily preparing to go home.

"General Wan, please take your soldiers back to the capital first. Don't miss the return date summoned by His Majesty. Yesterday we sent a messenger back to the capital to deliver a message to His Majesty to postpone our return journey."

"Why is this?" General Wan asked in confusion.

"Now these people on this land are all your Majesty's land and your Majesty's people. We should stay and teach them how to farm and make farm tools. These are what Zijin is good at. She is not confident about others."

Zi Mu's words made General Wan admire him very much, and he praised Your Majesty for being wise to have such help from his adopted son and daughter.

Emperor Wen, the old father who was still waiting for his three grown-up sons to return home for a reunion in the capital, actually waited for the messenger to bring him the message that the Black Armor Guards and the Yulin Guards went straight to the Xianbei territory after the Wanjia Army returned.

"You bastards, you bastards, three of you." Emperor Wen held the letters of apology from the three children in his hands and smashed everything on the table.

Queen Yue heard the sound of Emperor Wen losing his temper and smashing things from a distance.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong? Weren't you happily waiting for the return of Zisheng, Zimu and Zijin a few days ago?"

"Those three bastards haven't come back yet." Emperor Wen handed the letter brought by the messenger to Queen Yue, "Those three were fighting outside and went to the wild. They tricked Wan Songbai and his men back and headed straight for the Xianbei territory."

"These three children are so outrageous." Queen Yue said this, repeating Emperor Wen's words, her tone even more angry than Emperor Wen's.

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