The little general is my favorite [Rebirth]

It's raining heavily... Did Ah Huai sleep well?

Back to the main courtyard from the outer study, Qi Xuan was still sleepless lying on the bed.

Chengen Gongyue's family is in charge of Daning's water transportation, and there is also a military horse farm that specializes in raising war horses.

These are the rights that the Yue family got in their hands when they followed Emperor Tianyuan to establish the country. Just like the Song family had the Northern Guards, the Yue family was in charge of the water transportation and the horse farm, and the He family—Liu Meishan’s grandfather’s house was in charge of iron casting. Duke Meng's family is in charge of Yanyin.The minting of gold and silver coins has always been in the hands of the royal family.

When the current situation was turbulent, Emperor Tianyuan needed helpers to take care of these affairs to ensure that weapons, grain, horses and other materials would not be messed up.

But decentralization is easy and centralization is difficult.

Now these affairs are nominally monopolized by the imperial court, but they are not directly in the hands of the emperor, but are managed by several big families.Although he still has to obey the emperor in the end, such a great power is enough to make the emperor sleepless.

Since Emperor Chengshun ascended the throne, he intended to take back these rights, but how could these aristocratic families obediently spit out the fat in their mouths?

The game between the imperial power and the aristocratic family is destined to be a protracted battle.

On the contrary, Song Huai's great-uncle, the current Hou Hezhen of Huai'an, after taking over as Minister of the Ministry of Industry, proposed to separate the General Weapons Institute from the Ministry of Industry, and set up only two supervisors who would directly obey Emperor Hongguang's orders.

Abandoning the armory, he won the respect of Emperor Hongguang, and saved the descendants of the He family, Fuze.

If Qi Xuan's guess is correct, in the last life Emperor Hongguang allowed Qi Chen to enter the court early, it should be from the Yue family's hand to replace the military horse farm in Minzhou.

Because when Qi Xuan came to the throne in his previous life, Yue's family had already been ransacked, and both the military horse farm and the water transport were handed over to him, and the account records showed that the military horse farm was taken over by the royal family earlier than the water transport.

This time, will the Yue family use water transportation to exchange for Queen Yue?

If the Yue family had courage, it would be better to ask for their own death, and at least go west as a queen, so as to preserve Qi Chen's status as the direct son without surrendering the vested rights in the Yue family.

But the question is, does Yue Shi dare to die?Are you willing to die?

Not to mention, even if she was willing to die, it would not be able to calm the anger in Emperor Hongguang's heart.

Even if Emperor Hongguang let Yue Shi go in the end, Qi Xuan didn't intend to let her go.

Qi Xuan hated Yue's method of poisoning, and wished to have her cramps skinned!

In her previous life, Qi Xuan knew that her mother and concubine died of illness quietly, and that Ahuai's mother was also murdered by someone, and her body had long been hidden dangers, so she died suddenly.

Because there is no evidence for the death of the mother and concubine, the father knows that the Yue family is the most suspected, but he still can't move her.

But for Yu Qixuan, the Yue family and the Yue family behind her must be eliminated.

As for the person who attacked Ah Huai's mother in the previous life, there is no clue pointing to Yue Shi now.

Even if it was Yue Shi's actions, Qi Xuan didn't quite understand Yue Shi's motives.Even if the royal father's heart belongs to Marquis Dingbei, the Yue family should be jealous of Marquis Dingbei. Since there is a chance to strike, why not directly target Marquis Dingbei?

The timing was also a bit off.If the Yue family took action, he could have started the plan early, just like murdering his father. In the previous life, Mrs. Hou's symptoms were not obvious, and the doctor didn't notice it, so I think it will not be long.

If it was done later, it would be too late to help Qi Chen and fight him for power, so how could he have time to kill a woman in the back house?

If it wasn't for Yue Shi, who else would it be?

Qi Xuan had a terrible conjecture in his mind, but he didn't dare to think deeply about it, or even investigate and confirm it.

If it is really that person... If it was that person in the previous life...

In his previous life, he must have faced Ah Huai shamelessly after death, and then he was reborn back to the present.

In this life, in this life, we must prevent this from happening.

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On the grounds of the Peking University Camp, the soldiers formed a circle and stared closely at the two contestants on the ring.

Song Huai held a long stick, blocked, poked, pierced, and stabbed, with the momentum of a spear, forcing Meng Yuan into defeat, and the audience applauded.

Holding a long knife in his hand, Meng Yuan tensed up to deal with Song Huai's ever-changing moves.

He is not close to Song Huai, but he has a good impression of him.

He is three years older than Song Huai. When he saw Song Huai for the first time, he thought he was beautiful and cute, so he wanted to make friends with him. So when children from other aristocratic families bullied Song Huai, he didn't step on him. He once defended Song Huai and showed kindness to him, but Song Huai didn't appreciate it, probably because he knew the malice of others, so he didn't want to get close to them.

Later Dingbeihou became a border general with a large army in his hands, and some children started to curry favor with Song Huai, but Song Huai ignored them, and Meng Yuan naturally did not receive preferential treatment.

Those people scolded Song Huai behind his back for bullying and being intolerant. Meng Yuan found it ridiculous. Why should the victim forgive the perpetrator who has no remorse at all?

Six years ago, Song Huai, who was small and thin but dared to fight against Beidi warriors, inspired Meng Yuan to join the army, but his grandfather Cheng Guogong naturally refused, and Meng Yuan fought hard to join the Jingwei Army.

Six years later, with outstanding martial arts and resourcefulness, coupled with a proud family background, Meng Yuan sat in the position of commander of the Northern Army of the Jingwei Army. Now he has a wife and son, and he is proud of his life.

And Song Huai has also grown into a heroic general. Although there is still a youthful look in his brows and eyes, as long as he goes into battle against the enemy, he is like a sharp and strong spear, menacing and invincible.

With a sound of "Boom", the long knife in Meng Yuan's hand was picked up by Song Huai, and the wind of the stick swept it up to Meng Yuan's throat.

"Okay!" The audience applauded for a while.

"I lost." Meng Yuan lowered his hands, convinced.

"Old, old! I'm an old guy, I feel ashamed in front of you two young people!" Yang Qiong, the commander of the Southern Army who was two rounds older than Meng Yuan, walked up and patted the two of them on the shoulders.

"Commander Yang is serious." Meng Yuan and Song Huai said almost in unison. After speaking, Meng Yuan smiled at Song Huai. Although Song Huai had no expression on his face, Meng Yuan found that his expression was relaxed.

At first, His Majesty ordered Song Xiao to train the Jingwei army, but Song Huai, who was only 19 years old, came. Yang Qiong was quite dissatisfied, and finally discussed the training location in the Northern Army camp, but he only sent a small team The South Army came to participate in the training.

Unexpectedly, this team almost failed to survive Song Huai's hands. Yang Qiong became interested and led the people here in person. After seeing Song Huai's strengths and weaknesses in the defense of the capital, he customized a detailed training course for the Beijing Guard Army. Full of praise for Song Huai.

After a month, the Jingwei Army changed its appearance up and down, and was convinced by this young general who was only 19 years old.

Yang Qiong exchanged pleasantries with the two, and led the Southern Army back to the Southern Camp.

Meng Yuan looked at Song Huai: "Let's say goodbye today, the little general, would you like to have a drink?"

Although the [-] Northern Guards had to be stationed in the Beida Camp for a period of time, the task of Song Huai's troop training had almost been completed, and the rest was left to the two commanders to worry about.

So Song Huai pursed his lips and nodded.

He remembered Meng Yuan—one of the few people who didn't bully him and was willing to help him when he was a child. Even if the other party didn't sacrifice his life to protect him or actually change his situation, Song Huai was still grateful.

After all, he is not qualified to ask an outsider to stand on his side regardless of other people's eyes, and share the wind and rain with him.

But now, he already has such a person—a person who protects him behind him, and does not hesitate to build a golden cage to protect him from the wind and rain.

Those people in the past were not worth worrying about, but now they have long since forgotten their grudges.Although the past cannot be forgiven, it can also be let go.

Meng Yuan said that he was invited to drink, but he really just invited him to drink. With two jars of wine, he went to the kitchen to get a roast chicken, and took Song Huai up the mountain behind Beidaying.

The location halfway up the mountain happened to capture the entire camp in the valley.

Song Huai followed Meng Yuan and sat cross-legged on the ground, took the wine jar that Meng Yuan handed over, and took a sniff at the tip of his nose.

choke.

Although the banquet in the army was not alcohol, Song Huai still didn't like the pungent and pungent smell, frowned slightly, saw Meng Yuan take a sip, hesitated for a moment, and took a drink from the jar a mouthful.

Meng Yuan squinted at his expression, and couldn't help feeling amused. Sure enough, as long as he left the battlefield and the school field, he was still a child.If he opened his mouth to laugh at him at this time, he would have the illusion of bullying a child.

Forget it, don't drink it.

Meng Yuan took two more gulps before saying, "I'm sorry."

Song Huai turned his head and looked at him inexplicably.

Looking at those clear eyes, Meng Yuan suddenly felt ashamed, "Don't you think I'm hypocritical? I obviously want to help you, but I dare not help you to the end. Although I have never been with them, I can be regarded as a cold-eyed bystander—"

"Enough is enough." Song Huai interrupted him, "No one is a saint. If you can not do evil, you are already better than many people."

Meng Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing: "Yes! I was the one who got into a dead end."

Meng Yuan raised the wine jar to Song Huai, Song Huai paused, raised the jar in his hand to touch him, saw Meng Yuan raised his neck and drank happily, he hesitated, unexpectedly someone pinned his arm.

"It's fine if you can't drink it." Meng Yuan smiled, took the wine jar from his hand and put it on the ground, and stuffed the whole roast chicken into Song Huai's hand, "This is yours."

Song Huai looked at the roast chicken in his hand, pursed his lips, broke off a chicken leg, and handed it to Meng Yuan.

Seeing the sincerity on his taut little face, Meng Yuan couldn't hold back, raised his head and rubbed his head, and took the chicken leg with his other hand.

After Meng Yuan finished drinking a jar of wine, Song Huai unknowingly drank half of the jar with the roast chicken.

Meng Yuan rolled the empty wine jar aside, propped his hands back, and asked casually, "Is it King Xuan who came to look for you a few nights ago?"

The calm and waveless voice exploded in Song Huai's ears like a thunderbolt. He suddenly turned his head to look at Meng Yuan, his eyes were full of defense, and his hands subconsciously clenched the mouth of the altar.

Meng Yuan took his expression and movements into his eyes, and said with a smile, "Don't be nervous, I'm not questioning you."

"I ran into it by chance. I didn't care at the time, and I won't expose you now."

"It's just that I didn't see it clearly at the time, and I didn't know who it was. After thinking about it, the only one who came close to you after you returned to Beijing was His Royal Highness Xuan, just asking casually."

Careless!Song Huai pursed his lips tightly. He overreacted just now, and he didn't pretend to be self-inflicted at all!

"You and Your Highness..." Is that kind of relationship?Meng Yuan looked at Song Huai, hesitant to speak.

"You're drunk." Song Huai looked at him with a hint of warning in his eyes.

"Well, that's not what I was going to say." Meng Yuan smiled helplessly, and said, "I just want to say, if you need help, you can come to me."

"You're drunk." The voice was more determined.

"This is not only what I mean, but also the meaning of the whole Meng family... I hope His Royal Highness Xuan Wang can understand."

Meng Yuan still had a leisurely smile on his face, which made Song Huai wonder if he was really drunk.

After Meng Yuan finished speaking, he stood up, his footsteps were really staggering as if he was drunk, but his eyes were very clear, and his voice was calm and calm: "I'm too drunk, let's go first."

Song Huai looked at Meng Yuan's leaving back, frowned, hesitated for a moment, and picked up the wine jar in front of him.

At the end of Haishi, Qi Xuan, who had finished washing in the clean room, returned to the dormitory. Suddenly, his ears trembled, and he noticed some strange noises outside the window. When he turned around and held the hilt of the sword on the wall, he heard a clear knocking sound.

Tuk tuk - tuk tuk -

Quickly stepped forward to open the window, a head reeking of alcohol bumped into it, and crawled inside while holding on to the window sill.

Qi Xuan hurriedly carried him in, and upon seeing him, not to mention the smell of alcohol, his cheeks were already as pink as peach blossoms, and even the corners of his eyes were as red as if they had been rubbed with rouge. He was clearly so drunk that his eyes were blurred, but at the moment he looked at him, suddenly His eyes lit up, and he rushed forward——

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The author has something to say: Xuanxuan: the meat delivered to your door, should you eat it or not?

Huaihuai: Uh... it's this person! 【Pop - Chirp】

Xuan Xuan: Never mind, let’s eat first!

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