In the West Lake in Pingjiang City, in that silver hook painted boat.

A singer named Miaomiao is telling a poignant and touching love story to a woman named Xia Hua from the Kingdom of Wu.

Xia Hua seemed to be immersed in the story.

The male protagonist of the story is currently on the road to Shuzhou.

The heroine of the story, the girl named Zhongli Ruoshui, has arrived at Chongqing Mansion in Shuzhou.

Chongqing Mansion.

This is the capital of Shuzhou.

In the quiet night, the West River flows slowly through the city.

Just on the east bank of the Xihe River, there is a very large manor called Zhongli Garden.

It is the foundation of Zhongli Mansion in Shuzhou.

Fan Taohua gave birth to five sons and three daughters to Zhongli's family. Among them, there are three sons and one daughter in Shuzhou!

The person who lives in Zhongli Garden for a long time is Zhongli Ruoshui’s uncle Zhongli You.

He is nearly fifty, but there is not even a strand of white hair in his hair, and his waist is sitting straight.

He was making wine in the east courtyard of Zhongli Garden and chatting with Yuan Su, Yuan Sanye, Sikong Bao and others.

Of course I am talking about the things that came from Jiangnan Road.

"The Battle of Gohanhara, this is a battle of extremely far-reaching significance!"

Zhong Liyou, who was born as a military general, after hearing the details of the Battle of Wushan Plains, he had no doubts about the authenticity of the battle.

He poured a glass of wine for everyone, looked at Yuan Su, and said:

"Fireworks are the most important thing in this war!"

"Even without the three thousand unknown soldiers from Maple Leaf Mountain, the regent's one thousand men and those fireworks were enough to defeat Xia Houzhuo's eighty thousand coalition troops!"

"This is a perfect example of winning by surprise!"

"Fireworks are a strange thing. At least for now, no one knows how to prevent them."

"It is not only powerful, but the huge pressure it puts on the hearts of the soldiers is the most deadly!"

"This regent..."

Zhong Liyou smiled slightly, "Third brother, you have found a wonderful son-in-law!"

Yuan Su was also born in the military.

On the way from Lizhou City to Chongqing Mansion, he got the news of the Battle of Wushanyuan.

He was quite skeptical at that time.

But now, he is relieved and convinced, because Li Chenan is coming to Shuzhou in full force.

"The old slave is now very much looking forward to meeting the regent."

Yuan Su stroked his long beard and asked, "How did he create such a divine creature?"

"If we equip all armies with this magical artifact, who will our Ningguo army... be afraid of?"

Zhong Liyou nodded: "Don't worry, I heard that he has handed over the method of making this sacred object to the Ministry of Industry. The Firearms Bureau of the Ministry of Industry is also making it, but it needs to be sent to Wuyaguan first."

"By the way, after the Battle of Wushanyuan, Xia Houzhuo committed suicide, and the regent appointed Xie Jing as the general of the northern frontier army."

"He asked Xie Jing to reorganize the fleeing border soldiers in Wushanyuan, and then went to Yanyunguan... Do you know how the regent arranged the 30,000 Shu soldiers led by my father?"

Yuan Su shook his head, "Yanyunguan Pass is, after all, the last line of defense in the north of Ning Kingdom. I'm afraid those 30,000 Shu soldiers will belong to the northern frontier army."

Zhongliyou frowned slightly, those 30,000 Shu soldiers were originally private soldiers trained by Zhongli Mansion in Shuzhou!

If Li Chenan really gave the order and asked his father to hand over the 30,000 Shu soldiers to Xie Jing...

He rubbed his hands and did not express his worries.

"Based on time, when will the regent arrive at Chongzhou Mansion?"

"About the end of March."

"oh……"

At this moment, Sikong Bao took a sip of wine and suddenly asked Zhong Liyou:

"Eldest Young Master, is the eldest son of the emperor really in Shuzhou?"

Zhong Liyou pondered for three breaths, "When my mother was alive, she lived here for a while."

"She did say that the emperor's eldest son is in Shuzhou, on the west mountain of Yinping County."

"Yinping County is not far from Chongqing Mansion. Xishan is right next to Xihe."

"My mother said there is a temple on the west mountain called Jishan Temple."

"There is an old monk in the temple... His name is He Xishan! He is a eunuch."

"In the winter of the third year of Zhaohua, the emperor's eldest son disappeared, and He Xishan disappeared at the same time."

"He was one of the great masters of the Ning Kingdom. He came to Shuzhou, built the Jishan Temple on the Western Mountain, and ordained himself as a monk."

"He once came to Chongqing Mansion to find a wet nurse with an infant baby."

Sikong Bao frowned, "In that case, why doesn't the old lady welcome the eldest son of the emperor back to Kyoto?"

Zhong Liyou sighed slightly: "My mother originally wanted to wait until the situation in Kyoto stabilized to do this, but unexpectedly three years later...when my mother went to Jishan Temple again, she only saw the old monk and not the emperor.

eldest son!"

Sikong Bao was shocked, "Where has the emperor's eldest son gone?"

Zhong Liyou shook his head: "I don't know."

"Then why did the old lady ask the regent to come to Shuzhou to welcome back the eldest son of the emperor?"

"Because the old monk said that after seventeen years, that is, this year, the eldest son of the emperor will return to Jishan Temple."

"...So except for the old monk, no one knows who the real eldest son of the emperor is?"

"Exactly!"

Zhongli You raised his eyebrows, "He Xishan is cunning!"

"This man is actually a monk originally. He is the senior brother of the contemporary abbot of the Donglin Zen Temple in Yue State, the great monk Jijue, whose dharma name is the great monk Jiannie."

"Everyone thinks that he came to Ningguo because he couldn't stand the loneliness in the Zen monastery and so he took the sword and became a eunuch. In fact, this is not the case."

"He was ordered by the Emperor of Yue to protect Queen Lu in the palace of Ning."

"Of course it turned out that he obeyed Queen Lu's orders and took away the emperor's eldest son, which led to Queen Lu's murder."

"He knew that no matter where he hid, those who wanted the emperor's eldest son to die would be able to find him through his traces."

"So, he simply let go and let the emperor's eldest son hide in the world... He is still in Jishan Temple on the West Mountain, but no one in the world knows the whereabouts of the emperor's eldest son. In the blink of an eye, nearly twenty

Year!"

At this time, Yuan Su intervened and asked: "Then, the 50,000 troops that the old lady ordered the old slave to train... are just to protect the emperor's eldest son after he is found?"

"Exactly."

"But the old lady has an order. Whoever holds the Peach Blossom Order will obey whose order the 50,000-strong army will follow!"

"I know that the Peach Blossom Order...the last person my mother saw before she was alive was Li Chenan. I must have given the Peach Blossom Order to Li Chenan."

Yuan Su asked again: "What if Li Chenan holds the Peach Blossom Order and wants to kill the emperor's eldest son?"

Zhong Liyou pondered for three breaths, "He won't do that."

"Why is the eldest son so sure?"

"Because, he could have ascended the throne and become emperor, but he came to Shuzhou just because of Ruoshui."

"This kid doesn't love this country, so he will definitely give the Peach Blossom Order to the eldest son of the emperor!"

While we were talking about these things, Zhongli Ruoshui was sitting in front of the window of her boudoir.

There is moonlight like water in front of the window, and there is also a faint fragrance of flowers.

There was a sweet smile on her face.

Because there was a letter in front of her.

The letter was written by Li Chenan and sent by a spy from the Imperial City Division.

She knew Li Chenan was coming.

She knew that Li Chenan was thinking of her.

At the end of this piece of paper is a poem he composed.

Zhongli is like water, her almond-shaped eyes are full of spring, and she slowly reads:

"The silk threads of the willows are made soft, and the wisps of smoke are woven into sorrow.
To be continued...