After washing up, Young Master Liu stretched out feeling refreshed, and then was driven out of the room by the four lazy and charming beauties.
"Sister Yun Shu, do you have any extra oversized obscene clothing? Let me borrow it from my sister. You see, mine has been torn into strips by the big pervert. How can I go back to the room?"
"I'll borrow one too."
"Me too!"
Young Master Liu listened to the soft words in the room behind him that were full of conquests for him, and happily walked towards the study.
I felt happy again about the Yiqi Jing that I spent a lot of money to buy. Although I spent a lot of money, at least I bought a real treasure.
A good deal is a genuine deal.
I used to be as afraid of ladies as a tiger, but since I got the Yiqi Sutra, I have become more fearful.
Occasionally, I dare to stop multiple people from exercising.
And I didn't feel any discomfort the next day.
It's not unrealistic at all, but at least it's not as wrong as before.
What still makes Young Master Liu regretful is that he has never been able to break through the fourth level of Yin Yang Harmony and Great Compassion.
The tendons that had imprisoned half a step of innateness in Ren Du's second meridians were all opened due to Yunshu's treasure, but the fourth level of the Great Compassion was always like an insurmountable chasm in front of him.
I've been stuck on the fourth level for several years. I want to practice to the ninth level where the yin and yang will be in harmony to achieve the Year of the Monkey, the Horse and the Moon.
"Third brother, you finally got up."
Young Master Liu, who was muttering about self-pity, suddenly heard Song Qing's helpless voice in his ears. He subconsciously looked around and saw Song Qing leaning on the archway heading towards the study, staring at him with a bitter look on his face.
"Brother, why are you staying here?"
Song Qing took a beautiful look at Mr. Liu and pursed his lips at the corner of the archway.
"As always, I want to go to your study to study the sand table. Unexpectedly, there is an extra door god blocking my way today. It's useless to say anything, so I have to wait for you here.
What's going on? Suddenly there's some ulterior secret in your study, and it's become so tightly guarded.
Is the golden house hidden?
Then you shouldn’t stop me. If you do, it’s also to stop those younger brothers and sisters. I can’t betray you.”
"Damn it, uncle, you are hiding your beauty in a golden house. I am the kind of person... Well... Sigh... What you said is not bad. You are really hiding your beauty."
What a disaster!"
Song Qing's eyes lit up, and he rushed to Young Master Liu and winked at Young Master Liu: "Which family's little beauty is this? It can't be the little oiran Lulu from Zuichun Tower, right?
Or is it a young widow from a certain family, or a concubine from a certain family who has suffered from neglect, loneliness, emptiness and coldness and can't bear Hong Xing's affair?
Forget it about the little courtesan Lulu.
If you steal flowers that others keep, how are you different from a thief?"
Young Master Liu glared at Song Qing with his mouth twitching: "I'm too lazy to talk to you!"
Liu Mingzhi waved his hand to the man in plain robes in the corner, gave Song Qing a look of love and walked straight towards the study.
"Third brother, please wait for me. Does the little delicate flower you are hiding have a close friend who also wants Hongxing to cheat on you? Brother, I also want to be a thief!"
"Get out of here, sir. If you keep nagging me, you will get the hell out of me."
Liu Mingzhi cursed, stopped in front of the study door, and stopped Song Qing, who was about to push the door directly in as before. He raised his hand and gently knocked on the door bolt a few times, and stood outside the door to wait.
Song Qing looked at Liu Mingzhi with a gradually strange expression: "Damn it, I'm joking with you, third brother, you are serious, there is really someone in the room!"
Liu Mingzhi glanced at Song Qing lightly: "Did you drink water this morning?"
"Drinking a large pot of warm tea, what happened?"
"I hope you can bear it and don't wet your pants.
I’m telling you, you’d better be mentally prepared, the person in the room may not be a human being!”
"Nonsense, in broad daylight, everything is clear, in this world..."
Squeak........
"Daguoguo, good morning!"
"Gudu... in this world... in this world... it's a long time ago... a ghost..."
..."
Ren Qingrui looked at Song Qing, who was huddled against Young Master Liu with a frightened expression, and her smiling pretty face suddenly stiffened, and she stared at Song Qing as he slowly walked up.
"Uncle, it's so cold underground and so lonely alone. Are you the one Da Guoguo singled out to accompany me?"
"You...you...don't come here
My...third...third brother...is she...a human or a ghost?"
Liu Da patted Song Qing's hands that were holding his shoulders and glanced at Ren Qingrui helplessly.
"What do you think? Come in."
"Miss Ren, please make way."
Liu Mingzhi raised his hand and pushed Ren Qingrui's shoulder intentionally or unintentionally, and walked sideways towards the room.
With subtle movements, he put his fingers under the tip of his nose and sniffed it a few times.
The familiar fragrance of orchids filled his heart and nose, and Liu Mingzhi's purpose quickly flashed with a hint of uncertainty.
Is this really just a coincidence?
Song Qing looked at Young Master Liu's figure, glanced at Ren Qingrui who was standing by the door, took a deep breath and walked into the study doubtfully.
Based on his understanding of the third brother, if the girl standing by the door was really that kind of thing, the third brother would be gone in the blink of an eye.
Are there really such similar people in the world? No, should we say that there are really identical people in the world?
In the past two days, Song Qing had suspected that what happened that night was because he and his third brother drank too much, and their eyes became blurry.
But now Song Qing finally confirmed that he and his third brother were not blinded.
But there really was a person who should be lying in the imperial mausoleum, but he was standing in front of him alive.
How could there be such a ridiculous thing in the world?
Liu Mingzhi ignored Song Qing and Ren Qingrui's reaction, opened two windows in the study, and walked towards the huge sand table in the study.
Last night in Qinglian's boudoir, Liu Mingzhi thought about it and finally decided to put the matter of Ren Qingrui aside for now.
This woman appeared so unexpectedly that I was completely unprepared and panicked.
Moreover, there were many doubts about what she said, making it easy for me to fall into some misunderstanding.
However, no matter how true or false what she said is, his current focus cannot change just because of her appearance.
Last night, Liu Mingzhi had the intention of letting the Suzaku Division's spies go south to investigate the origin of this woman and the authenticity of her words.
It's just that the war is about to begin, and the war is related to the safety of Wanyan's mother and daughter. He must pay close attention to all the situations on the battlefield, and he must not send spies away to something that, although very important, does not endanger his own safety.
No matter how important Ren Qingrui's identity is, it becomes insignificant compared with her daughter and Wanyan's wealth and life.
"Brother, judging by the time, the vanguard cavalry of the Northern Expeditionary Army should have already rushed outside the cities of Songzhou and Muzhou.
The infantry of the middle army and the baggage of the rear army should be approaching the city around noon."
After Song Qing heard this, he also took his mind away from thinking about whether Ren Qingrui was a human or a ghost, and walked towards the sand table.
"If nothing else goes wrong, before sunset, the Northern Expeditionary Army should be able to launch a tentative siege on the two cities today to test the defensive strength of the cities!"
"According to intelligence speculation, there shouldn't be too many troops in the two cities. I'm afraid that the two border fortresses will change hands in three or two days."
"Third brother, do you estimate how many troops and horses can be garrisoned in each of the two cities?"
"Twenty thousand each. This is the most reasonable force. It can not only block the progress of the Northern Expedition, but also buy time to repair and strengthen the defenses of the three cities in Jianzhou behind.
I don’t know if the Turks are sending more troops for reinforcements? If there are no reinforcements from the Turks’ cavalry, Songzhou and Muzhou will be in danger. But the intelligence from the Turks doesn’t tell us what the junior brother has...
"
As Liu Mingzhi was talking, he heard a strange whistle outside the window, gave Song Qing an apologetic look, and walked towards the window.
A black shadow flashed past, and Liu Mingzhi already had two pieces of information in his hand.
Liu Mingzhi lowered his head and glanced at the contents of the information, his expression rarely surprising.
After reading the content above a few times, Liu Mingzhi hurriedly walked towards the sand table and examined the positions of Songzhou and Muzhou.
Song Qing himself noticed something was wrong with Young Master Liu's expression: "Third brother, what happened?"
Ren Qingrui stood aside and stared blankly at the two brothers, Young Master Liu. No matter how much he thought about it, he could not figure out what the words in the brothers' mouths meant.
I could only curiously examine the exquisite sand table in front of me.
Liu Mingzhi handed the note in his hand to Song Qing.
"Songzhou and Muzhou are each garrisoned by approximately 80,000 soldiers and horses.
As a result, the three cities of Jianzhou will be empty of troops.
In this case, why did the Jin Kingdom spend so much time building fortifications?"
After Song Qing read the contents of the intelligence, his expression was almost the same as that of Liu Mingzhi.
"To deploy soldiers and horses to defend like this is to risk death. Is this guy Wanyan Chizha old and confused?
Is the intelligence content true?”
Liu Mingzhi gently tapped the edge of the sand table with his fingers: "It remains to be seen that Wanyan Chizha is definitely not a reckless and confused person. There must be something fishy about this arrangement!"
"I have a bad premonition, and I plan to go to the battlefield to see for myself."