Li Chenan left Jingning County and entered Jingning Mountain towards Shuzhou.

On the fifth day of February in the 24th year of Zhaohua, Su Yian, who had stayed in Sanwei Bookstore for fifteen years, after arranging the rest of the bookstore's affairs, also packed a simple bag and left for Kyoto.

Before going to Kyoto, he wrote a letter to his wife.

There are only two sentences in the letter:

"My husband has met Wang Zhenghaoxuan, a wonderful son-in-law, and a good match for Xiaomeng. Don't stop me!"

"Spring has arrived. Madam, you can go to Kyoto. My husband will be waiting for you in Kyoto. I miss you so much..."

There is also a Sanwei Bookstore in Liuxiayin, so the students bid farewell to Su Yian at the south gate of Jingning County.

The sun was rising that day.

After saying some words of blessing to each other, Su Yian turned around and left, touched his forehead that was still a little sore, and chanted energetically:

“The journey is difficult, the journey is difficult, and the roads are divergent. Where can I find peace now?

There will be times when the wind blows and the waves break, so hang up your sails and sail across the sea!"

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…

Kyoto Jade Castle.

It's foggy in the morning.

The willow wind blows on my face.

Yuelai Inn.

After Wu Qian, the crown prince of Wu State, finished his morning exercises in the courtyard, he took the towel brought by the maid and wiped his face. He suddenly turned his head and looked at the young man standing aside holding a sword.

"Sanlang, is there any news about Seven Swords?"

"have."

"How to say?"

"Going down the mountain."

"...Where are you going?"

"Shuzhou."

"How long will it take?"

Sanlang pondered for three breaths, "It depends on the mood of the junior sister."

Wu Qian was suddenly startled, "Little junior sister? Xia Hua?"

Saburo nodded, as if after hearing the name, his originally melancholy eyes actually shone a little brightly at this moment.

"Junior sister is the youngest among the Seven Swordsmen of Tianyin Pavilion, but she is the future master of Tianyin Pavilion."

"Little Junior Sister grew up in Tianshan Mountain. She has always been curious about the world... so she will inevitably stop and go."

"Besides, the road from Tianshan to Shuzhou is long and difficult to predict."

Wu Qian had no objections to this, because Tianyin Pavilion and Xijian Tower were both the two most sacred martial arts sites in the Wu Kingdom, and the imperial power never interfered with their actions.

However, Wu Qian asked:

"What state is Xia Hua in now?"

"I have been in seclusion for two years, and now I have broken through the middle level of the second realm."

Wu Qian was very happy, "In this case, her Tianmo Qin music must have been completed, and it may be better than Dugu Han's in Xijian Tower."

"She needs a good piano, but it's a pity that Qinjian Villa is gone."

"I heard that Qinjian Villa built a sacred harp called Rao Liang?"

"Exactly, but I don't know where he is."

"I will pay attention."

At this moment, Yu Dingzhi, the Minister of Rites, came over.

He bowed and said:

"Your Highness, Ning Guo has agreed to negotiate today. Your Highness will decide the time."

Wu Qian put his hands behind his back, looked at the gray misty sky, and suddenly smiled:

"Wen Boiyu... really understands me."

"Then it will be decided at this time... In fact, negotiations are no longer important in this matter. Ning Guo's attitude has already explained everything in the rest of the month."

"But I still want to see it."

"Wait for me to write a letter to my father!"

Wu Qian walked up to the second floor and came to the room where Yun Shuxian lived.

He wrote a letter here and handed it to Yu Dingzhi, and then looked at Yun Shuxian who looked surprised.

"The battle at Wuyakuan is inevitable, but not now!"

"But war must be prepared in advance, so transporting grain and grass to the 100,000-strong army in Qicheng Village in Xianyuanzhou must be put on the agenda."

He stood up, walked slowly to the window, squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the thawed Yudai River outside the window. He was silent for a moment and then said:

"If the Seven Swords of Tianyin Pavilion can kill Li Chenan... Ningguo will definitely be in chaos again."

"I am planning to return to my country in the next two days. After my enthronement ceremony is over... no matter what happens to Li Chenan's life or death, I will personally conquer Wuya Pass!"

"Since Ning Guo has such a strong character, and since Wen Boyu thinks that he is barefooted and not afraid of those wearing shoes... My personal expedition is no longer about obtaining Wuya Pass, but... all of Ning Guo's Annan Road is taken over by Wu Guo

territory!"

Yun Shuxian pondered for three breaths, "The Red Flame Army has Wu Mian and Yan Jinong in charge of the flag, and its strength cannot be underestimated!"

Wu Qian's lips twitched, "So what?"

"Writing a war requires not only the lives of soldiers, but also the final consideration of national strength!"

"In recent days, I have roughly figured out the national strength of Ning State. It is not a tiger, it is a sheep!"

"Still a sick sheep!"

"Wen Boiyu is just writing tough articles to cover up the panic in his heart!"

Wu Qian turned around and waved his hand: "Let's go to Honglu Temple and talk to that Cheng Jingting!"

"If you can't get it on paper, I will get it in person with the sharp sword and cavalry of the Wu Kingdom!"

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Royal Palace.

Government Hall.

Cheng Jingting, the minister's servant at the provincial level, is sitting in Wen Zhuiyu's public room at the moment.

"He said he was coming to talk, or should he follow the original method?"

Wen Boyu closed the memorial in front of him and nodded, "It seems that His Highness the Crown Prince no longer wants to know more about our Ning Kingdom."

He walked over, made a pot of tea, and said:

"He knows in his heart that this negotiation is meaningless, but he still wants to come to negotiate, which shows that he has made up his mind to send troops when he returns... This way,"

Wen Boyu leaned over and looked at Cheng Jingting, "I remember there is an open space not far behind Honglu Temple. In a moment, you can ask someone from the Firearms Bureau to get some fireworks and set them off there."

Cheng Jingting was startled: "What a pity!"

"Listen to me and let them go."

"Scare His Highness the Crown Prince, he will definitely ask you, remember, blow to the sky!"

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has heard about fireworks. He has even visited the ruins of the Fish and Dragon Society headquarters."

"He knows the power of fireworks, especially the regent's battle at Gohangahara. With the fireworks, the regent defeated thousands of people against tens of thousands. He is very worried about fireworks."

"Let him experience it for himself this time. If he asks to go see it, take him to see the scene after the explosion."

Wen Zhuiyu poured tea, "It would be best to scare him away."

"If we can scare him so much that he won't dare to attack Ning Guo within three to five years...then he will never have any chance again."

Cheng Jingting picked up the tea cup and grinned innocently: "You kid, I just like your little tricks."

Wen Boyu glared at him, Cheng Jingting drank a cup of tea, put down the tea cup, and hurried away to the firearms bureau.

Li Wenhou, the Secretary of the Ministry of Revenue, walked in holding an account book.

He placed the account book in front of Wen Boiyu and said: "The items confiscated in Jiangnan Road were all converted into silver according to the statistics of the Ministry of Accounts, which amounted to 2.36774836 million."

Twelve!"

Wen Boyu nodded slightly, but there was not much joy on his face. Instead, he asked: "Have you calculated the number of people affected by the snow disaster in Mobei Road?"

"In the sixteen prefectures of Yanyun in Mobei Province, the most severely affected are Youzhou and Yingzhou."

"Officials sent by the Ministry of Household Affairs are still verifying it, but the official estimates that at least more than 300,000 people were affected by the disaster...I am afraid this matter cannot be kept secret, because the victims have already gone south."

"Well, there is no need to hide it. According to the number of 500,000 disaster victims, we will adopt the regent's idea and allocate one billion taels from this batch of silver... and let them go to Youzhou to build a city."

Li Wenhou was shocked: "Go to Youzhou to build a city?"

"Yes, work-for-relief... If you don't have enough money, build a strong city wall first!"
Chapter completed!