Author: Dead branches bloom in spring

Ruixue said "hmm" and said, "Should we go back now?" The excitement begins now, doesn't it?

How can we do it if we don’t stay and see?

He sat still and shook his head towards Zhao Fengnian.

The musical instruments started playing, and singers and dancers dressed in colorful clothes filed into the small building.

Ruixue looked around, but her eyes were blocked by Zhao Fengnian standing in front of her.

Zhao Fengnian reluctantly reached out and pulled Ruixue up.

He said in a deep voice: "Go back."

Ruixue frowned, feeling a little envious of Li Jiuchen who was having so much fun.

Looking at Zhao Fengnian's face that could not be refuted, he sighed: "Okay, okay, I'll just go back with you."

After leaving the small building, he pulled off Zhao Fengnian's sleeve.

"You are not a narrow-minded person. Why did you team up with Song Shimiao to set a trap for Li Jiuchen today?"

Zhao Fengnian paused in his steps and turned to look at Ruixue.

"It was all Song Shimiao's idea and had nothing to do with me. I was just cooperating with him."

Ruixue shook her head gently: "You are coaxing me, but I don't believe you don't know. Why on earth?"

Zhao Fengnian pointed outside the small courtyard: "Have you seen it? They are all people waiting to see the special envoy of Bishui thanks to Song Shimiao's relationship."

Ruixue said "Oh!" "Song Shimiao wanted to be an intermediary and got a lot of benefits. Why didn't I think of it earlier and let him take advantage? No, no, no, he can't get the benefits alone. I have to settle the score with him.

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"Why is it that Li Jiuchen is also my cousin? As a middleman, wouldn't it be easier for me than Song Shimiao to do this?"

As he said that, he wanted to go back, but he didn't let go of Zhao Fengnian's hand.

"Song Shimiao is no different from my brother. He has other reasons for doing this. It's not that I can't give Wanwan what she wants."

This was the first time Zhao Fengnian said something similar to a promise to Ruixue, and he froze there for a moment.

"Don't worry, Song Shimiao is sensible. Let's go back."

Ruixue's mind couldn't move. He said that he could give him what he wanted.

But does he really know what he wants?

On a winter night, there was loneliness in the coldness, and the night wind blew on my face, which made me feel a little sore.

Zhao Fengnian's palm was not warm, but it was extremely powerful. He didn't know when it started.

Ruixue will always take what Zhao Fengnian says seriously.

Is it because this person cherishes his words like gold, or because Ruixue wants to rely on him.

Although he doesn't want to admit it with his mouth, he probably already considers Ning Prince's Mansion to be his home.

Riding in the same carriage with Zhao Fengnian again, both of them had obvious changes in their moods.

Ruixue didn't want to make the atmosphere awkward, so she asked Song Shimiao about the purpose of hooking up with Li Jiuchen.

It can't be as simple as making money.

Zhao Fengnian didn't shy away from it, and it was actually for the sake of the northern border.

Bishui's technology is superior to that of Dalan, and it is even more advanced in terms of smelting and technology.

But it is said that most of Bishui's skills are not spread to outsiders.

More than ten years ago, we severed diplomatic relations with Dalan because of the firearms issue.

Since then, it has avoided talking about technologies related to war defense.

Zhao Fengnian wanted the secret method of smelting iron with clear water.

There are many minerals in the north, but due to the lack of more advanced technology, they have not been mined in large quantities.

If this can be done, the combat effectiveness of the army in the north will be improved by one level.

By then, the long-standing war with Beique will also be able to distinguish itself.

Only when the border is stable can people live and work in peace and contentment, and even the bitterly cold northern border can glow with different vitality.

As for why Zhao Fengnian only wanted the secret method of smelting iron instead of the formula for firearms.

Zhao Fengnian also gave a very reasonable explanation.

This is something that cannot be put on the table yet between the two countries.

Bishui will not stumble on this matter again.

At that time, both countries were greatly affected by this incident. I am afraid that no one would want to bring up such unpleasant things on the pretext of re-establishing diplomatic relations between the two countries.

Even if His Majesty had such plans to restore diplomatic relations this time, he would not blatantly talk about firearms-related matters like when he first took over the throne.

Bishui will never let himself suffer the same losses as before.

After all, things like firearms are related to the stability of a country, and no country's leader would share such an achievement with others.

Not to mention Da Lan, who had a history of enemies.

Zhao Fengnian naturally understood the serious relationship between them, and he did not have high hopes for the visit of the Bishui envoy to resume trade.

With Bishui's current financial, material, and technological resources, there is actually no shortage of allies like Dalan.

Whether or not Bishui maintains a good relationship with Dalan will not affect Bishui's own development at all.

The reason why I came here at the invitation was probably to avenge the past.

If we really want to restore relations and implement trade, it cannot be confirmed by one or two mutual visits.

The relationship with Bishui can wait, but the war with Beique cannot be delayed any longer.

The Chanyu of Beique was in decline, and all the tribes were ready to take action.

Zhao Fengnian wanted to break them up in one fell swoop before they could unite into a group.

Even if we can't completely solve the problem in the north, we can at least buy us a few years to recuperate.

He is not as ambitious as the Holy One, always thinking of accomplishing something great in one go.

Analyzing the situation, seizing the opportunity, using all available resources, and solving the immediate problem first is what he has always done.

When Zhao Fengnian said this to Ruixue, his whole body was shining.

Such a man who is serious about his career is really damn charming.

She finally understood what this man who said little and was cold wanted.

I also learned for the first time that Zhao Fengnian was also such a talkative person.

The carriage slowly stopped in front of Prince Ning's Mansion, and Zhao Fengnian slowly stopped talking.

Rui Xue was a little unfinished and hoped that the conversation between the two could be like today every time.

"It would be nice if this road were longer."

Zhao Feng smiled young, jumped off the carriage, and stretched out his hand towards Ruixue.

"It has nothing to do with the journey, but everything to do with you and me."

The lighted lantern in front of the door reminded them that they were home.

Bone Jade stood aside to welcome its master home.

Ruixue glanced at Zhao Fengnian beside her, recalling the scene of entering the house on her wedding day, she couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Zhao Fengnian looked back, and his eyes could no longer tolerate the scenery beside him.

Early the next morning, Ruixue was awakened by the noise in the courtyard.

It was just dawn, Xiao Xing put on some clothes, held up a lamp, and opened the curtain.

Seeing that Ruixue had already sat up, he hurriedly pulled a big cloak and put it on Ruixue.

"It's still early. Miss, please sleep a little longer. I'll go take a look. It's time for Mr. Jiuchen to come back. Please stay away. It's very cold."

Ruixue couldn't help but frowned when she heard the commotion outside.

He tightened his cloak and got out of bed: "How can you sleep with such a noise? Let me go and see with you. Song Shimiao is also true. If you drink like this, you might as well stay in Yunliang Pavilion. Now

Send it back, not to make me feel uncomfortable."
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