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C9

"General, it's already very late."

Madam Shen pushed the maidservant away and stood behind Chu Huainan, who was sitting on the table. She gently massaged his shoulders. In Duke Huai Palace, most of the maids and servants called Chu Huainan prince. Only his closest and most trusted subordinates would call him a general.

"It's not quiet over at Mo Bei's side, they've looted another village in recent days. "Alas, these Tartars."

Chu Yinan rubbed his forehead and let out a long sigh. Since the North Desert Police had come and gone like the wind, the border guards would not send many of their troops to guard the border villages or towns. When the news reached the nearest camp, the North Desert Police would have already fled.

"General, I don't understand these military matters. I only know that you haven't had a good rest in a long time. How can you bear it if this goes on?"

Hearing this, Chu Huannan stood up and gently held Lady Shen's hand.

"Pyle, come out with me for a walk."

Chu Yinan led the wangfei into the courtyard. A servant brought a cloak for her. After Chu Yinan received it, she carefully draped it over Mrs Shen's shoulders.

Duke Huai Palace was extremely large, and at the time of the construction of this garden, they had already demolished two streets to make room for others. Everyone knew that the wangfei loved flowers, and when they built the Hundred Garden, they had already met with opposition from many generals. They believed that Chu Huainan was bewitched by beauty, and some ill-tempered soldiers even boasted that this was the beginning of the fall of the Northwest Armies' four hundred thousand cavalry!

Perhaps only Princess Hua-Yang herself knew that his true intentions in such a big garden were only that half an acre of square pond and a small pavilion. In this world, only he truly understood his own heart, and did not like things that were too complicated and luxurious, just like the small city in the south that he had decided to marry off.

She said that in this lifetime, she did not want to be Princess Xi Shu anymore, did not want to bear the responsibility of the final banner of the Western Shu Country. She wanted to be in charge of her own small garden, to plant and water flowers every day, to no longer look at the military strategy, to not learn the heart of an emperor, and to not look at the general situation of the world. Chu Yinan had said that she would take care of him for the rest of his life. She was such a woman with no ambitions. She wanted to be looked after by Chu Yinan for the rest of her life.

I have no regrets in this life. If only our children hadn't been lost in the war. As she thought about it, she couldn't help but shed tears when she thought about her son who was still in his infancy.

"But, Pyle, there's something sad coming to mind."

Chu Huainan tightened his grip on Princess Huai's shoulder.

"General, I miss our Qing'er."

Qing'er … The old general looked at the person in his arms and gently wiped the tears from her face.

"Pyle, do you believe me?"

Princess Huai hastily wiped away the tears at the corners of her eyes. "Whatever the general says, Pyle will not disobey him." She listened.

"In that case, if I were to tell you, our child would definitely still be alive. Furthermore, I always felt that we would meet him again."

The old general gazed towards the south, where the largest city in the world was known as Chang'an.

You should at least let bygones be bygones. The thing he regretted the most in his life was what he did that winter fifteen years ago. If the heavens really allow us to meet again, Your Majesty, please forgive me for not wanting to retreat this time.

"General …"

For no particular reason, Princess Huai Fei couldn't tell if the hope in her heart was influenced by Chu Huainan's resolute gaze or if it was because she had already believed that their child had died in the war as rumored by others. What he said must be right.

Chu Yinan knew better than anyone that his child must still be alive. At least until the time he turned 15 years old, no one in this world could take his life.

"Pyle, will you forgive me if one day you find out I didn't do everything right?"

"What did the general say? Although I'm a woman, I know that there's no right or wrong in the matters of the battlefield. If the general thinks that Pei'er dislikes General Pi's actions of killing earlier, then Pi'er would be terrified."

Looking at her chuckling face, he couldn't tell that there was any trace of fear. However, Chu Yinan was not talking about this. How could there be right or wrong when fighting on the battlefield? But...

"Pei'er, I still hope that one day, when you discover that I have something unforgivable... Sigh, I won't say anymore. "

"General, let's hurry back to the house. It's already very late."

Princess Huai weighed her foot in her hand, smoothing Chu Huainan's wrinkled brow with her hand, and smiled like a little girl.

"..."

"So you're teachers who took part in the country exam?"

Mo Yunchang blinked her large eyes as she looked at Xu Qingzhi. Xu Qingzhi had never felt this way before. Even when he was facing Grandma Wang's little bean flower, he would still have an endless stream of witty words to say. But when Xu Qingzhi looked at this pair of flickering eyes, he suddenly felt a sense of panic. He clearly had a lot of questions, but he also wanted to talk to this cute girl in front of him.

"Yes."

Xu Qingzhi stiffly replied with a single word. How embarrassing, I should ask her, ask her name, ask where she came from, is she also going to participate in the country exam?

As he added more firewood to the fire in front of him, he nervously stared at Xu Qingzhi. He felt that there was something wrong with the current Xu Qingzhi, and even though the fire was somewhat strong, he knew clearly that Xu Qinzhi had a pale face that had not changed for tens of thousands of years. Before my mother left, she asked me to take care of Xu Qingzhi. Now that his face is so red, he must be sick.

"Xu Qinzhi, are you alright?"

Xu Zhen raised his hand and touched Xu Qinzhi's forehead.

"Strange, it's still as cold as usual."

Xu Qingzhi released Xu Shiji and raised his head just in time to see the group of youths on the other side of the bonfire pursing their lips and laughing. In order to get rid of the awkwardness that made him feel uncomfortable, Xu Qingzhi got up and walked over to Old Wang, who was leaning against a tree and chewing on a rabbit's leg.

After personally witnessing Old Wang's baleful aura, not only did the teenagers, even Mo Yunchang unconsciously felt some fear towards the Old Wang. Only Xu Qinzhi had pestered Old Wang to inquire about the matters of the martial arts world. He didn't think the old man was bad, or not bad now.

"I say, brat, are you done yet? Why are you still asking? You're making this old man's head explode." Let me tell you... Stand there for me! You're still going? Stand over there! "

Old Wang had no choice but to take this scholar. When he was young, he swore that he would never hit a girl or a Humble Class student in his life. Now, Old Wang really wanted to slap himself in the face when he was younger. Little bastard, you should learn from the other person and keep your promise.

Xu Qinzhi walked all the way to Old Wang's side. Ignoring Old Wang's murderous gaze, he sat down on his butt. This old man and this young man didn't say anything. Xu Qingzhi stared straight at Old Wang's messy hair. As for Old Wang, he didn't understand what the kid in front of him was doing. The two of them were in a stalemate for a long time, and in the end, Old Wang couldn't hold on any longer.

"Alright, you brat. Hurry up and release the fart."

"Thank you, old mister, for giving me the chance to inquire."

This isn't giving you a chance, aren't you forcing an old man to do this? After reading so many holy books, you still don't know what kind of young people they are. Do you even care about your own daughter? What kind of sin did I meet you guys in my previous life?

"On the way here, old sir, you have made me learn a lot. But this little brat has something that he is unsure about. "

"Not long after the Martial Kingdom unified the south, the Martial Emperor issued a ban on martial arts. Following that, the Chu Country followed suit and implemented a similar policy. However, the policy was implemented for only three years before the two emperors began to let go of their restrictions. "Dare I ask, during this period of time, what great things have happened to trigger this change?"

This kid had an extremely keen sense of the evolution of history. Old Wang understood what Xu Qing wanted to ask. The youth was curious as to why the active martial artists of the Spring and Autumn Period, after being banned from fighting, could not find any effective resistance in the historical records that could cause the two emperors to slowly turn to gentleness.

"There are some things that you will slowly understand. If I tell you too many things now that are too complicated, it will only mess up your heart. "You only need to know that this world is very big. After that, if you want to know more, you will have to rely on yourself."

Xu Qinghui nodded as he listened. The paper seemed shallow after all. One had to know that this matter required one to bow. Wait, that Old Wang still hasn't answered my question.

By the time Xu Qingzhi raised his head to look for him, the slovenly old man had already climbed up the tree and fallen asleep. Leaving Xu Qingzhi alone, he shook his head.

"Hey, that's how he is. Come over here, I still want to know what you scholars are learning."

Xu Qingzhi glanced at Liu Yan'er and the others who had smiled and slipped to the side. He then cast a pleading gaze at Xu Zhen, who had not reacted yet. Without waiting for Xu Qingzhi's hopes to brew, Xu Shi was pulled to the side by Xu Hongzhi.

Mother was right, most men in this world are like this. They just can't walk when they see beautiful women, and speak wittily and wittily as a bunch of witty words came out one after another. But my mother, why is it that you are ashamed to speak such flowery, witty words?

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