In addition to the Ma and Tao families, there are also letters sent to the residences of the Wei, Qiu, and Fu families respectively.
Dragging his tired body, Chu Qing returned to Chu Mansion.
It was almost midnight, and the side door opened. After Chu Qing made sure that his father had fallen asleep, he quietly returned to the bedroom.
Lying on the bed, Chu Qing thought about his plan again.
He could no longer remember how many times this was the first time he had revised the details of his plan. He only knew that he hated Zhang Songling more and more and wished he could drink his blood and eat his flesh.
The first time we met, Zhang Songling's "appreciative" look.
Later, in the Zhang Mansion, the birds sang and the swallows danced. Zhang Songling and the merchants frequently toasted, with their expressions and eyes as if they were all on the same road.
When he thought of the looks in these people's eyes, Chu Qing felt spasms in his stomach.
The reason why Chu Qing didn't tell anyone about his plan was precisely because he was using the method of killing a thousand enemies and losing eight hundred at his own expense. If he had told him, everyone would have persuaded him to give up. Of course, if he succeeded, he would be losing eight hundred.
Hundred, if you fail, you will kill one thousand enemies and lose twelve thousand.
But Chu Qing is still willing to do it, because the deputy commander of the Thousand Cavalry Battalion is just a name, and he doesn't care at all. In addition, it is about the Supreme Emperor. Chu Qing is not worried that his father will be implicated. If everything goes wrong in the end,
If he loses, the worst he can do is give him the title of county baron. Anyway, he doesn't care about the title of deputy commander or county baron.
And this was also an unwritten rule of the Dachang Dynasty. If a noble made a mistake, the most serious thing would be to lose his title.
Chu Qing had already asked Fu San. His father had saved the Supreme Emperor's life more than once at the border, and the Supreme Emperor had also said that as long as Chu Wensheng did not rebel, no one was allowed to touch Chu Wensheng.
Although the Supreme Emperor has abdicated, even if Chu Qing touches Zhang Songling, even if the Supreme Emperor is angry, he can at most just deal with him and not touch his father.
Closing his eyes, Chu Qing gradually fell into sleep. Before falling asleep, he thought wildly about success, how, failure, so what, but precisely because of thinking too much, nightmares followed one after another.
I don't know how long I slept, but heavy breathing came into Chu Qing's ears.
Chu Qing seemed to be in a dream, but also seemed to be awake.
In the darkness, an indescribable object shook slightly in front of his eyes, like a head screaming silently.
This head, which could not be called a head, had only one eye, which flickered on and off, staring straight at Chu Qing, as if it was telling something.
There is only one eye in the head, and in those terrifying eyes, the pupil is flickering and beating slightly. Compared to the entire face, the pupil is so tiny, the weird red light is so evil, and the surrounding area is as white as a fish belly.
The lifeless pale color, and the color of a corpse that has been soaked in water for a long time, is so horrifying. The horrifying color has lost all vitality. Even if Chu Qing breathes slightly, he can smell a smell that makes him sick.
The smell of decay and evil.
The head of this terrifying monster kept shaking, and its neck was thin and long, as if it had been pulled by some strange force. But this face, this one eye, did not feel any discomfort at all. The strange red light,
Those evil pupils, that flickering and addictive smell of decay, are still swaying and emitting.
Chu Qing's eyes widened to the extreme. He wanted to wake up and not continue to be trapped in the nightmare.
But in fact, Chu Qing, who was covered in cold sweat, had already woken up, and he finally saw clearly the terrifying monster in front of him.
It's a lantern, the lantern Fu San is carrying.
Fu San yawned: "Master, it's almost time."
"What the hell..." Chu Qing, who was covered in cold sweat, opened his mouth and didn't know how to curse.
"Third brother, why did you come in silently?"
"Aren't we afraid of disturbing you when you sleep?"
"Then what did you come in for?"
"I want you to wake up."
Chu Qing quickly got up and decided that he must break up with Fu San today. This kid was too scary.
"You, wake me up, and when you're done, you enter the house without knocking or making any sound. You scared me to death."
"Didn't I tell you that if I make any noise, I'm afraid I'll disturb you."
"But you just came in and woke me up."
"You asked the little one to wake you up at Mao hour. It's not yet Mao hour. Why is the little one making any noise?"
Chu Qing took a deep breath: "Immaculate!"
Fu San lit the candle, not happy either.
He was embarrassed to say that as soon as he reached the bed, Chu Qing suddenly opened his eyes and stared straight at the lantern for a long time, which even frightened Fu San.
After putting on clothes, it was still dark outside, and Chu Qing had just left the house when the door of the master bedroom was pushed open and Chu Wensheng walked out.
"Qing'er, dad has something to ask you."
Chu Wensheng was not as cheerful as before, and his face looked a little heavy.
Chu Qing walked over quickly: "Dad, what's wrong?"
"My father is asking you, what kind of errands have you been doing at the Qianqiying Yamen office recently?"
"I'm not doing any errands, I'm just checking on the merchants."
"Did you take those banknotes under the bed?"
Chu Qing looked careless: "Didn't you say before that it was just for me?"
"That's what it says. If you use it, just take it. Dad is worried that you will get into trouble again."
"No way, you are overthinking." Chu Qing put the robe on his father: "Don't worry, I can't cause trouble. I just got the title of county boy, I am honest."
Chu Wensheng didn't know what happened today. He was not easily fooled by Chu Qing. He walked to the garden with his hands behind his back and sat on the stone bench. Chu Qing followed behind.
"Qing'er, a few days ago, Guanjia Bao said that you went to the mansion of Zhang Songling, the right minister of the Ministry of Rites, for a banquet?"
"Well, that's what happened."
"Why befriend him?"
"Didn't you invite me? Then I went, had a meal and left."
Chu Wensheng frowned: "In the future, please don't associate with this person again."
"You don't want to deal with him?"
"When my father was at the border, this man was not in the Ministry of Etiquette in the middle of the capital. He was the Food Supervisor of the Ministry of War. He was not very capable, but he was a good flatterer. He coaxed the Supreme Emperor to the point of falling into the clouds all day long. Qing'er knows
, how do others evaluate this chapter of Songling?"
Chu Qing said uncertainly: "Flattery?"
"Among the frontier troops, there are wolves who are good at fighting, tigers that control the mountains, and leopards that are brave. But Zhang Songling is the black sheep."
Chu Qing: "..."
"In short, this person is not a kind person, so don't make friends with him."
Chu Qing nodded.
Not only did he not want to make friends, but he wanted to get rid of this bastard.
Looking at his father's rough but angular face, Chu Qing asked with a smile: "Dad, when I was at the Qianqiying Yamen Office, everyone mentioned you and said that you were the best general among the frontier troops.
You must take the lead in any war, right?"
Chu Wensheng laughed loudly: "That's natural. If you rush to the front, you will gain the most."
"By the way, Jiang Yuesheng told me that one time you went to inspect the newly built camp, and the Liang bandits attacked. There were four thousand people. You took less than three hundred cavalry, but you dared to rush directly to kill people. There were
Is this the case?"
"Which time did you say that?"
Chu Qing's face was full of admiration. This kind of relationship is not a once-in-a-lifetime thing.
"Four thousand people?" Chu Wensheng recalled: "Dad went to the battlefield and was busy killing people. How could he count how many enemy thieves there were? But Qing'er, you said there were four thousand people. Four thousand people."
Everyone...remembered that Wuwei New Camp was attacked by Liang bandits."
"You dare to charge at the other party when there are so many people. I have something to ask you. Don't be angry. I'm just curious."
"That's what Qing'er said."
"You are a general. Even if you don't rush and let others do it, no one can find fault. If you are the first to rush, you are not afraid of death."
"Afraid, how can I not be afraid." Chu Wensheng smiled slightly: "But as a father, I am even more afraid of facing the tombstones of the robes alone."
Chu Qing was silent. After a moment, he smiled and said, "My child is very proud to have a father like you."
Chu Wensheng laughed heartily like a firecracker.
At this moment, Chu Qing decided to inherit his father's legacy in another way and try his best to change this country that he both loved and hated.
"When I mentioned this Liang Rong, I remembered one thing. Winter is coming soon. This Liang Rong will definitely harass the border and cause suffering to the people of Dachang Border." Chu Wensheng sighed faintly: "I don't know if the new king will.
When will the Northern Expedition to Liangrong be issued again..."
Speaking of this, Chu Wensheng's face was full of bitterness: "That's all, now that my father is the left minister of the Ministry of Industry, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to kill the thief."
"I think it's good. You can enjoy yourself in the capital. You've been killing enemies for half your life."
"That's right. It would be great if dad is still at the border and the new king agrees to the Northern Expedition."
Chu Qing asked cheerfully: "If you go into battle again, are you prepared to kill happily?"
"Of course, all the grass on the Liangrong grassland will be pulled out, and there will be no sheep left. They will all be roasted to taste like sauce!"