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Qin Zuoxi: Break down!We're getting off the ship!

"Let's just let it go?" Lu Yichuan looked at Gu Xiaowu in embarrassment, "What Yijing said makes sense, but without the Ningwu army, wouldn't we..."

Gu Xiaowu shook her head calmly and said: "Right now is not the time to care about the gains and losses of a city and a pool. Lan Mo seeks refuge with Gan Yi, but Gan Yi has more power and can give him more benefits. Let him fall In Gan Yi's hands, I will be able to snatch it back sooner or later. But I am unwilling to give up Ningwu because Yijing is still in it. Gan Yi will definitely kill all Yijing's cronies in the general. By then, Yijing will be hopeless and isolated. Without help, wouldn’t it be a waste of life?”

Wen Ji and Lu Yichuan looked at each other in dismay.

"Is there a way for Yijing?"

Wen Ji had to shake his head: "The little one didn't know the importance of this, so he didn't ask the third master a few more words, why don't the little one ask the third master in Jianhe Valley?"

Gu Xiaowu thought for a while, then nodded and said: "You go, be more careful."

After Wen Ji left, Gu Xiaowu took a letter from the table and handed it to Lu Yichuan.

"I asked Chai Jinli to go to Lost City to take up the post of chief historian, so as to investigate the matter of Huangquan Forest. She wrote back to me last night, just take a look."

Lu Yichuan answered in response, but when Zhan Xin read it, his brows were furrowed.

"She only said that Meng Qian was ordered by Gan Yi to investigate the Huangquan Forest, and found nothing... How is this possible? She shouldn't be so stupid that she found nothing!"

"She didn't get nothing," Gu Xiaowu said indifferently: "She has noticed something, and she doesn't want to tell the official clearly."

"She..." Lu Yichuan looked at Gu Xiaowu at a loss, feeling flustered and disorderly. He was afraid that Gu Xiaowu would deal with Chai Jinli, so he couldn't help but argue: "Is there another letter missing? Or is there... ..."

"There are many letters. She concealed them for another person."

"Another person?" Lu Yichuan suddenly noticed that Han's feet were numb and his scalp was numb. Thousands of reasons flashed through his mind. The most likely one was that Gan Yi marked and controlled Chai Jinli...

Seeing Lu Yichuan's strange expression, Gu Xiaowu lightly smiled and comforted her, "It has nothing to do with Gan Yi, let alone Gan Biao. She is not one of those people in the court who follow power, and she is loyal to this official."

"Then why..."

"For Li Changming, the person who saved her life many times," Gu Xiaowu stood up with a long sigh, "Su Prime Minister told me early on to respect Sifu Luo Yijing, Fuzhao, and told me that Si Fuluo has lived near the Lost City for generations, and is a neighbor Huangquan Forest, and that secret path..."

"Your Excellency is saying that this matter has something to do with Yijing?"

"It should be so." Gu Xiaowu made a fist with her left hand and rapped heavily on the table, "Perhaps even Meng Qian's death was not as simple as Yijing said... But what is it? Don't you want to say anything?"

Lu Yichuan was silent for a while, even if he had something to say, he shouldn't start it. After thinking about it, he still asked, "Do you still want to save him?"

"He treats me wholeheartedly. If there is something wrong with him, why wait until today? I said it just now, but I guessed it out of curiosity. Since Prime Minister Su and Yijing don't say anything, I just don't ask."

"Hurry up, there are still several stables that haven't been finished over there! You are trying to delay until next year? Do you really think you are still the commander of the army? Don't look at your virtue! Why are others resting?" If you play it, you will be endless? You must be lazy and slippery during the day, and you will be so tired that I will blow the wind with you! Hurry up!"

Yijing was hungry and had a stomach ache, but his chattering was also a headache, so he had to grit his teeth and continue cleaning, neither paying attention nor rebutting, letting the steward say hoarse throat and scold his throat dry.

When the steward saw that he was immersed in his work, he was even more angry, and came forward with a whip in his hand, making a gesture to beat him up.

"What is this doing?" Qin Zuoxi stopped it in time.

"The first battalion commander is here..." The steward quickly bowed his back and smiled, "It's all right, it's not because he hasn't finished finishing for a long time, and the subordinate officer wants to help out... I don't know what the first battalion commander wants to come here?"

"Of course, I want to see how my horse is doing. I haven't seen you for a long time, and I miss you very much." Qin Zuoxi instructed the sergeants around him to say, "Go with the steward and take my horse for a race. field."

"Master, this way please, the officer will lead you the way!" The steward greeted very attentively, Yijing, Qin Zuoxi and the others all went clean, but until they left, Yijing was still buried in cleaning.

"Commander!" Qin Zuoxi couldn't help but stepped forward to stop him, "Why are you doing this? Could it be that you blamed the subordinates for failing to visit in time, which caused you to suffer?"

Yijing smiled calmly and said: "A battalion commander, the subordinate is no longer a great army commander, so don't call him that. Besides, the subordinate knows that several battalion commanders have their own difficulties, so they should put military affairs first. Sorry to bother you."

Qin Zuoxi snatched the broom in his hand, and said with great joy: "The officer knows that the commander will understand us, and now we can only ask the commander to save our lives!"

As he spoke, he was about to kneel down to salute, but Yijing stretched out his hand to stop him.

"You don't have to do this!" Yijing helped him up, "You are the battalion commander and I am a petty official, how decent is it to perform such a great gift, but why do you ask me to save you? What happened in the army?"

"Lan Mo had a lot of contacts with Qu Liying earlier. The officials and the others were trembling but wanted to avoid the limelight. Unexpectedly, Lan Mo has repeatedly made things difficult for you recently. We were all picked by you. I'm afraid he has become a thorn in his side. I want to get rid of it and then quickly. I am not afraid of his removal from office, but I have to be wary of Gan Yi's cruel methods to wipe us out!" Qin Zuoxi held Yijing's hands tightly, "Commander, we can only ask You lend a helping hand!"

Yi Jing nodded, stretched out his hand and patted the back of Qin Zuoxi's hand, and comforted him: "This matter is beyond my expectation, but don't worry, I will find a way to keep you safe."

"The commander really agreed?!" Qin Zuoxi never thought it would be so easy.

Yijing smiled bitterly and said: "Who do you think I am? I have worked with each other for many years, and I have never been mean? Someone else bribed me back then, but I drove that person out of Ningwu and made you the battalion commander. If it was because of me How can I bear it if your decision puts your lives in danger?"

"Thank you, Commander, for your kindness!"

"Okay, don't be so polite, but you should be more careful in the future... They should be back too, so you can go quickly."

"Keep the battalion commanders?" Wen Ji thought he had heard some fairy tales, and shouted in surprise: "This is a good way, the third master keeps them, they support the third master and isolate Lan Mo, but how to do it The third master is no longer the commander of the army, and Lan Mo has Gan Yi to back him..."

Yijing smiled and said: "Gan Yi is not a fool, he will understand that it is not overnight to uproot several battalion commanders, if Lan Mo rashly orders, it will be counterproductive. The sergeant doesn't care who is the commander and who gives it to him." There are many benefits, so you can serve whoever you want, that's all. Thinking back, Meng Qian also spent a thousand taels of silver in every possible way in order to evacuate the Seventh Battalion Commander. Now that there are more than [-] people in the Ningwu army, how can Gan Yi withstand such devotion? What's more, Lan Mo is not as good as Meng Qian in his heart, and still needs to be tested, as long as we use some tricks, these battalion commanders can last for a year or so."

"What about in a year and a half?" Wen Ji asked persistently.

"I don't know," Yijing replied honestly, "Maybe there is another turning point, maybe I've already died."

When Wen Ji heard his words, he immediately jumped up anxiously: "Are you just waiting like this?!"

"Waiting is not a strategy. In many cases, the more you are eager for quick success, the more you will fail. The so-called politics is not something that can be won or lost in three to five years. I have heard that the emperor's impeachment memorials have been detained together. Not sending it back, Gan Yi also understands the meaning of the Holy Majesty, and suspends the attack."

Wen Ji was bewildered by what he said, and he couldn't understand the true meaning even after thinking about it, Yijing saw that he couldn't figure it out, so he smiled and said: "Just pass the message to some battalion commanders for me."

Only now did Yijing tell Wen Ji, but the steward outside the door was cursing again.

"What are you dawdling about?! Why don't you bring your horse over here?! Are you really itchy?!"

Yijing winked at Wen Ji, got up and picked up a ring that had been prepared by the bedside and hid it in his girdle, and opened the door to see the steward. Wen Ji could clearly see that the ring was made of sterling silver There are two half-inch long silver needles standing on it, which makes people panic.

"The next official is here." Yijing obediently turned into the stable and led out the horse. The steward picked him up a bit, took the whip away, and stretched out his hand for Yijing to help him mount the horse.

Yijing naturally obeyed, put the ring on his left glove with his back on his back, helped the steward mount with his right hand, made a fist with his left hand, and while the steward was not watching, suddenly pierced the silver needle into the horse's flesh.

Sure enough, with a long neigh, the war horse immediately got mad and threw the steward off the horse in one fell swoop.

The steward hadn't recovered from these changes, and subconsciously yelled indiscriminately. Only then did he realize that he should quickly stop this crazy horse, when he saw the horse's hooves were already hanging above his head.

He subconsciously shrank his body in one place and raised his arms to try to resist.

"Kara——" There was a crisp sound above his head, and he felt ashamed all of a sudden, thinking that it would not be long before he could only look at the disgusting appearance of his brains all over the place.

"Bang!—" There was a muffled sound beside him.

The steward opened his eyes timidly, and was surprised to find that he could see everything in front of him clearly, and even moved his hands and feet wantonly.One person lifted him up, brushed the dust off his clothes, and asked with concern, "Is your lord injured?"

"No...no..." The steward looked at Yijing in a daze, then turned to look for the frenzied war horse, but saw the war horse fell at his feet.

"It happened suddenly just now, in order to protect my lord, I have no choice but to..."

The steward suddenly remembered the situation at that time, and asked tremblingly: "You...you killed it?"

Yi Jing nodded, with a meaningful smile on his face: "If you look into how the lord acted to drive it crazy, I'm afraid it will be too late to save the lord."

The steward's legs softened, thinking that Yijing had caught him and was about to fall to the ground, but fortunately Yijing had a sharp eye and quickly helped him up.

"Your Excellency, don't worry, God knows this matter, and the superiors will not care about it. Many war horses in Ningwu die of illness every year, and this one is not bad."

The steward wiped the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, nodded with lingering fear, couldn't even speak, let Yijingyan dictate, and took him back to the residence, until he came back to his senses, suddenly his eyes fell on a bag of broken silver beside him superior.

After a brief count, it was more than ten taels at least, it was Yijing who sent it just now, saying that he wanted to buy him some tea, he was in a trance at the time, and accepted it without thinking, now thinking of this, he immediately got out of bed with clothes, hugged He picked up the two cotton coats in the wooden box and went to the stables. When he saw Yijing, he looked familiar.

"Look at your thin clothes, put on these cotton clothes quickly, what should you do if your body is frozen?"

Yijing naturally took it respectfully rather than obediently, and did not forget to express his gratitude with a few polite words.

"Is the commander tired? How about going to the house and having a cup of hot tea?" the steward said attentively.

"Impossible", Yijing quickly waved his hand, "I am no longer a great army commander, not to mention I have a lot of work right now, how can I leave easily?"

"Master!" The steward changed his words immediately, "Leave these trivial matters to those slackers, you just have to rest well, there are little ones around, how can you be troubled!"

"But Shangguan..."

The steward waved his hand nonchalantly: "Don't worry, I'm the one who has the final say here, the army commander is here, if I say you're right, you're right, what are you afraid of!"

Yijing finally showed a satisfied smile.

"Rediscover friendship?!"

Hearing these four words, Qin Zuoxi almost ran to Yijing with a knife. Even Wen Ji, who came to convey the message, was frightened by him, and hurriedly waved his hand to comfort him: "This is indeed what the third master meant."

This time it was Qin Zuoxi's turn to have nothing to say, and it was not easy to ask Wen Ji if Yijing's head had been kicked by a horse.

"According to the third master, if it is Gan Yi, this way will definitely return in vain, but Lan Mo may not be difficult to deal with. Don't you want to think about Nanrong Xingsheng, Xu Yehong, Liu Yedong and others?"

Qin Zuoxi suddenly realized.

Wen Ji took out some banknotes from his pocket and handed them to him, and said: "Lan Mo's favorite things, I think all the battalion commanders know very well, the third master asked the younger one to send these banknotes, so that the battalion commanders can take care of one or two. .”

Qin Zuoxi thanked him with a wry smile, only then did he realize that there was really no way out.