At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

Then, he summoned the garrison generals to discuss the matter.

How to support Qingzhou while consolidating Wujun’s coastal defense.

But after discussing for a long time, there was still no conclusion. After all, you can't have your cake and eat it too.

Xie Lin rubbed his aching brows, recalling what the head of the family had told him when he left Beijing...

The ancestor of the Xie family is Xie Qian, and Xie Qian’s ancestral home is Qiantang, which can be considered the real hometown of the Xie family.

He had also seen a temple in Qiantang County and heard about it from an old Taoist priest.

"This is the portrait of Xie Shaobao of the Qi Dynasty. I won't tell anyone else about it! Only because you love the people like your own children, I will tell you a little bit about it."

If you think about it carefully, it has been since the last time news came from the capital that Marquis Jiangling was imprisoned.

The head of the family may have already started, but unfortunately he is not in Beijing and cannot help...

Suddenly, Xie Lin remembered that the master of the family had given him a brocade bag, saying that if Fuso attacked Liang on a large scale, he could open it.

He stood up suddenly, startling the guards in the meeting, "What's the matter, sir?"

Xie Lin waved his hand, "It's okay, you guys continue to discuss, I have something to do and will be back soon."

The guard said "Oh~" meaningfully, then chuckled.

"My Lord, please go and do your work. I have three urgent needs and I can't hold it in and hurt myself."

Xie Ling's cheek twitched. It was such a blessing for him to have such colleagues!

But he didn't explain anything, just walked out of the meeting room and went to the backyard behind the government office.

He went to the room, took out the brocade bag from under the quilt, unfolded the letter and read it.

Without stopping for a moment, he went to the workshop and asked people to make it according to the recipe.

......

Going to Beijing, noon.

Xie Mingli and his companions went directly back to Jianglinghou for dinner. After the meal, Xie Yuheng privately handed the composite bow and arrows to Xie Mingli.

"Brother has used it before, so it shouldn't be difficult to use it again."

Xie Mingli uttered a light "hmm", his throat rolled several times, thousands of words came out, but in the end they were reduced to just one sentence.

"Be careful on the road."

"must!"

After leaving the yard, ten guards in black clothes were already waiting outside the hall. They were the big enemies except Rong Shiyi.

Seeing Xie Yuheng carrying a carved wooden box, Rong Liu stepped forward and wanted to take it.

Xie Yuheng slightly turned sideways and said, "I can take it myself. You guys go and wait ten miles outside the west city gate."

"Yes, master."

The departure of the ten people made everyone feel even more heavy-hearted.

Meng Wanning's eyes were also filled with reluctance. She pulled Xie Yuheng into her arms, patted her on the back, and everything was said without words.

Xie Yuheng raised his hand and gently wiped away the moisture from the corners of Meng Wanning's eyes with his long fingers.

She whispered to comfort him, "Don't worry, mother. When Yuheng comes back, I will raise your imperial edict."

"Mother doesn't care about any imperial edict."

Meng Wanning's eyes became redder and redder. "Mother just wants our Hengheng to come back safely."

Xie Yuheng smiled suddenly and said jokingly: "Everyone says that my mother is good at business and is the most powerful female businessman in Jiangling."

"Hmm...but from Yuheng's perspective, why doesn't it look like that?"

"Could it be that the subordinates are flattering him and deliberately trying to scare Yuheng?"

Xie Yuheng held up two fingers, "Mother can't have both. The imperial edict will rise in rank, and Yuheng will return safely."

Meng Wanning found it somewhat amusing to be interrupted by her, and reached out to pat Xie Yuheng's hand.

"You, have you disturbed someone's nest again?"

"I am indeed not as good at business as Hengheng. I will just wait for our Marquis Jiangling to come back and learn some business tips from him."

"Well... Yuheng's business experience is valuable. Mother, please prepare the money."

"You can give all of mom's money to Hengheng. Your dad's and my money are all yours. They all belong to our Hengheng alone."

As they were talking, they had already left the Jiangling Marquis Mansion.

Xie Yuheng finally hugged Meng Wanning, turned around and went to the imperial city with everyone else.

In front of Chengtian Gate, the most everyone could do was to send Xie Yuheng here.

Xie Yuheng stopped, turned around and said, "I will entrust the succession of our ancestors to you."

"Don't worry, sir. I will keep a close eye on it and make sure nothing goes wrong!"

Xie Zhushu patted his chest and tried hard to suppress the tears in his eyes.

The master of the house came back from prison last night and said that he would lead his troops to the border this afternoon.

He thought about it all night but still couldn't figure out what strategy the master had to defeat the enemy.

There are 500,000 troops on the other side! And there are Scythians!

Xie Yuheng glanced at everyone one by one, and finally smiled and said lightly: "Let's go."

The young man was not wearing official uniform, only a plain blue robe, and he turned around cleanly and neatly.

Everyone watched him enter Chengtian Gate until they could no longer see him, then they turned their gaze away in a daze.

After Xie Yuheng entered the palace, he first went to the Chuigong Hall, which made a certain old man who was too busy to leave look jealous.

"Be careful on the road, okay? When you get to Liangzhou, go find your second brother's master first. He is the commander this time..."

Si Yuandao kept chattering, wishing he could go to Liangzhou with Xie Yuheng.

Xie Yuheng responded one by one, without any impatience.

In the end, even the Left Censor-in-Chief covered his ears and frowned. Why didn't I realize before that Si Jinzhou was so talkative?

"I am alone, you must come back alive!"

Si Yuandao straightened her hair and muttered, "I am still waiting for you to take care of me until the end of my life. Don't think of denying me, little guy."

"Yuheng never thought of shirking responsibility."

The old man's nose was sore when he heard this, he turned his back, waved his hand and said: "I have finished speaking, go do whatever you want."

Yang Chengwu looked at his old friend with tearful eyes, took out his handkerchief unkindly and handed it to him.

"Yang Chengwu!"

Si Yuandao wanted to kick the old dog on the spot.

Yang Chengwu scratched his ears with his other hand, "Why are you shouting so loudly? I'm younger than you and my ears are in good condition."

Seeing the two of them arguing, Chu Heng waved to Xie Yuheng, and the two of them left the hall together.

Standing in the corridor, Chu Heng glanced at the carved wooden box but did not ask any further questions.

"Chu Chen is traveling with you this time. He has already gone to the west gate to wait."

Xie Yuheng said with a smile: "Does the Empress Dowager know about this?"

Chu Heng's face froze. If the old lady knew this...

Given the old lady's partiality, she would definitely not want Chu Chen to take any risks.

The emperor of Daliang sighed heavily, "Zheng'er is in the East Palace. I am here to discuss matters and cannot leave. You can go by yourself."

Xie Yuheng nodded, turned around and was about to leave, but then he heard Chu Heng say, "Remember to run away if you can't win. As long as you stay here, you won't be afraid of running out of firewood."

Chu Heng had seen the power of that thing, but he was not sure if it could defeat the 500,000-strong coalition force of Wusun.

But this child was stubborn and insisted on leading the troops to Liangzhou by himself.

Come to think of it, the ancestor of the Chi family murdered Xie Qian.

Now that the Daliang Chi family has fallen, there is still Chi Yao, who dislikes this child, and is at large outside.

"Your Majesty, I will remember your teachings."