After a while, Qin Yun also had enough to eat and drink.
He looked at the empty seats and frowned: "Where has Li Mu been? You haven't come back after so long?"
Li Zhimiao also felt strange: "Xiao Yan, go find Mu'er, why haven't you come back yet?"
Xiaoyan stepped forward, leaned forward and said, "Jieyu, Miss Li Mu left just now."
"When I went to get something, I bumped into her. I saw that she was not in the right mood and her face seemed a little pale. She ran out of the palace by herself."
"Ah?" Li Zhimiao stood up, worry appearing on his pretty face: "You're not sick, are you?"
Qin Yun was also a little worried, why did this girl run away when she was so good?
I just teased her a few times, isn't it? She fell asleep more than once, how can I be so thin-skinned?
"Mr. Feng, send someone out to take a look. If you are really sick, send an imperial doctor to Li Mansion."
Mr. Feng nodded in agreement.
I don't know why, Qin Yun feels empty mentally, and always feels that her departure is a bit abnormal.
But Li Zhimiao was still here, so it was inappropriate for him to leave immediately and chase him out.
It wasn't until evening that people from below came to report.
It was said that Li Mu had returned to Li's Mansion, and he locked himself in the room and did not go out. He seemed to be in a bad mood.
And no one was seen, not even the person Qin Yun sent to greet him.
Qin Yun didn't pay too much attention, thinking that when he had time to leave the palace, he would take her on an outing alone and ask about the situation.
Little did he know that this girl Li Mu was heartbroken because of the misunderstanding.
Two days in a row.
It took him two days to go to Jiangbei to deal with the pile of memorials.
Although the emperor grasped the power, he was immediately faced with "everything to deal with", and he had no choice.
Finished correcting the last memorial.
Qin Yun stretched out his waist, and the bones in his back crackled.
"By the way, how is that boy A Le doing in Huaizhou?" He suddenly thought.
Old Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"It seems that I haven't summoned anyone, because I have no money, and my life seems to be a bit miserable."
"But the one-month deadline has not come yet, but he is still working hard, and he doesn't care about Mu Mansion asking for a penny."
Qin Yun nodded: "That's okay."
"I don't care whether he recruits troops or not, I only care whether he endures hardship and hits a wall."
Old Feng smiled slightly, his old face full of soft color.
Perhaps because he loves Wujiwu, he also pays close attention to Ale's progress in Huaizhou.
"Report!"
"Your Majesty, there is news from the border that more than thirty smuggling cases have been solved in the past two days!"
"Among them, hundreds of the top carpenters, stonemasons, and master craftsmen in the pass were coerced to go to Xiliang. They have all been rescued."
"Destroy hundreds of enemies, mostly rogue bandits!"
Suddenly, such a voice sounded outside the door.
Qin Yun suddenly jumped up and laughed loudly: "Hahaha, well done!"
"Pass my order to continue the blockade, and don't let Wang Min's conspiracy have a chance to succeed!"
Feng Lao also rarely laughed, with awe of Qin Yun in his eyes.
These conspiracies were basically solved by him. He discovered them in advance, registered talents, and sealed the borders, which played a big role.
Otherwise, I don’t know how many talents will be lost to Xiliang.
now.
Far away in the bitter cold land of Xiliang.
It is still snowing and freezing in winter, which is much worse than the climate in Guan Nei.
In a certain martial arts arena, sergeants in groups of three or three huddled together to warm themselves by the fire, their necks tucked into their clothes, and they complained again and again.
"Fuck, I really don't know what the Governor is thinking, and he still wants to have a cold war with the imperial court!"
"It's fine if he himself is not convinced, but he is dragging us, the soldiers of the three armies, into trouble. We are not even allowed to receive food from Pancheng's own people."
"I'm going to faint from hunger!"
A sergeant covered the speaker's mouth and looked around with a serious expression.
"Shh!"
"You don't want your fucking life?"
"This is an order from Military Advisor Wang Min. A few days ago, another unit wanted to join the Zhenbei Army and obtain recruitment from the Imperial Capital!"
Someone said unhappily: "It's this woman again, with a very vicious heart. The death of General Huang and others must not be that simple. To put it bluntly, she excluded dissidents and tricked her into killing them."
"Say less. I heard that the boss has been in a bad mood these past few days, especially Military Advisor Wang Min, who is moody."
"I guess we will go to war with the imperial court as soon as the winter is over."
Hearing this, many soldiers who were hungry showed a hint of worry in their eyes.
A certain Chinese military tent.
There was peaceful singing and dancing, and plenty of wine and meat. Compared to the soldiers' tents outside in the dead of winter, it was simply a paradise on earth.
"Grand Governor, come here!"
"It tore her skirt."
"Giggle."
A burst of feminine laughter came out, with infinite ambiguity.
The drunken Sima Zong, with red cheeks, staggered after Mei Ji, even his armor was in disarray, and he did not look like the master of the three armies.
"Grand Governor, Military Advisor Wang Min is here!"
Someone anxiously came in to report.
Suddenly, Sima Zong recovered from his drunkenness.
His eyes widened and he said anxiously: "Quick, clean up quickly!"
"Beauty, get out of here quickly, get out of here first!"
The three disheveled girls with graceful figures were full of reluctance and left the tent murmuring.
Just as the three girls were leaving the military tent, Wang Min, dressed in red and full of aura, came in.
The two passed by each other.
The three beautiful women quickly restrained their flattery and made subtle eye contact with Wang Min.
Then, Wang Min glanced at the mess in the big tent, singing and dancing, and his red lips couldn't help but raise a ghostly arc.
Sima Zong was embarrassed and immediately stepped forward to greet him: "Teacher, you are here."
"Hiccup~"
He let out a wine burp and said with a panic expression: "Teacher, I'm sorry, I just finished handling official business and wanted to relax, so... then..."
Wang Min's peach-like eyes revealed some disdain and disgust.
But there was a touching smile on Zhu Chuan's lips, and she said sweetly: "The Governor is busy with many things every day, so it's time for him to take some time to relax."
As she spoke, she swayed and walked into the big tent step by step.
But Sima Zong, the Grand Governor, followed behind like a follower, trying to please him.
"My teacher said, I wonder what's the reason for your sudden visit?"
Wang Min sat down, with the royal demeanor of the past, noble, beautiful and full of aura!!
Her beautiful eyes flashed and she said: "Master, please take a seat."
"I'm here specifically to tell you that the plan failed. Gongsun Zan couldn't be reused. Not only was he killed, he also tricked many of my men to death."
"As a result, Chaotian Temple has become the emperor's meal, and he doesn't dare to touch it."
"ah!!"
A scream!
Sima Zong's buttocks immediately bounced up as he sat down.
He was completely sober from the drunkenness, and a look of panic appeared on his face.
Then he frowned, clenched his fists and said, "This piece of trash is more than capable of accomplishing anything but failing!"
"Then how can we carry out our plan to create chaos within the customs?"
"We in Xiliang still need time!"
Wang Min smiled contemptuously and thought, aren't you also a waste?
Her beautiful hands gently caressed her temples, silently, she was so beautiful!
She lightly opened her red lips and said, "Grand Governor, this is only the second step. I haven't told you about the bigger trouble yet."