The most powerful minister in the world

The next morning, Li San lifted the quilt and stretched: "Ha~"

She looked around and didn't see Jingxi. She only heard the sound of humming and haha ​​outside the house.

She put on her little embroidered shoes and stumbled out the door. She saw Jingxi playing tricks with a broom in the yard. She couldn't help but pick off the garlic hanging by the door and threw it over.

"It was so early in the morning that I made a mistake, and no one could sleep due to the noise."

In fact, Li San was so asleep that she didn't hear Jing Xi practicing. She said this because she was angry about getting up.

Jing Xi didn't take it seriously and used the broom to knock back the garlic, which happened to hit Li San between the eyebrows. She stamped her foot and picked up another broom to fight Jing Xi.

The two of them were like martial arts singers, fighting back and forth. After Li Sanyi burned the incense, he felt a little exhausted. He held on to the broom and pinched his waist: "No, no, no, it's broken."

Jing Xi chuckled and said, "You can't do this, you still want to kill me like this?"

Li San looked at his squeaking, his teeth chattering, threw down the broom, turned around and went back to the house.

Jingxi shouted from behind: "San'er, I heard you talking about me when you went to bed at night. What were you dreaming about?"

Li San screamed in the room: "I dreamed that grass grew on your grave!"

Jingxi's head was full of black lines. At this moment, the door opened and Chenchen walked in, shaking his head.

"Brother, it's time to eat."

"Okay, here we go."

A row of flying swallows flew over the Dancheng government office's warehouse. The bell at the door of the warehouse has not stopped ringing since the door was opened today.

Countless generals from the Xizi camp were coming and going. Mu Sheng was sitting on the high platform, chewing his brush, watching Yang Hu and Li Cheng sitting on the table, drinking water and explaining something to the generals.

After seeing off the batch, Yang Hu opened his collar, picked up a cattail leaf fan, and fanned the air: "Mr. Mu, did my second son really say that he wanted to do this?"

Li Cheng took the well water sent by the officer, washed his face and said, "It's written in black and white, what do you think?"

Mu Sheng was still chewing his pen, frowning and not answering. He began to feel something was wrong after receiving Jing Xi's letter yesterday.

The letter said that he had found an excellent path that led directly to Duantou Peak on Qishan Mountain. This peak was so high that it was an excellent place to launch a surprise attack!

But the poisonous smog on the trail required children's urine to resolve it, so he had someone dig a large cellar on Huangcheng Mountain.

A large number of Xiziying soldiers were also lined up to distribute ceramic jars to every house and alley. To any house with children, the children had to pee in the jars. Adults were not allowed to pee. When the urine was full, it would be collected in villages or alleys. Get up and transport it to the cellar on the mountain for storage.

Yang Hu scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously and said: "After a lifetime of fighting, when did urine become a military necessity??"

Li Cheng is naturally more attentive than Yang Hu. After all, he is also a leopard-headed black knight in the Jing family army. Observing words and expressions is the most basic basic skill.

Seeing that Mu Sheng was silent for a long time, and knowing his habit of chewing the brush while thinking, he quietly walked over and asked, "Mr. Mu, is there anything wrong with this plan?"

Mu Sheng wiped his mouth with a wet towel, opened the tea bowl and pointed at the letter: "According to the second son's letter, Duantou Peak is located in the center of the back of the Qishan Mountains, and it has the highest terrain."

"I was thinking that launching a surprise attack would not require more than tens of thousands of troops. Even if the Second Young Master succeeds in poisoning the wine at the Jade-faced Scholar's birthday banquet according to the second master's plan, there is no guarantee that there will be any backup plan."

Li Cheng's pupils shrank sharply: "If there is really a backhand, or if the leak is accidentally leaked in advance, then we will become the turtle in the urn."

Mu Sheng stood up and walked back and forth. His eyes finally rested on the branches outside the wooden window. After thinking for a moment, he said to Li Cheng: "After the second master goes to the mountain, have the cavalry I asked you to prepare in order?"

Li Cheng nodded and said: "I only collected more than three thousand in a short time."

Yang Hu cursed at the side: "Damn it, if Wang Xishan hadn't become the commander-in-chief here and disbanded the cavalry battalion, would we still have to go through so much effort?"

Speaking of Wang Xishan, he had been enjoying his leisure time since he handed over the military power to Jing Xi. Jing Xi asked him to continue leading the troops, and he nodded in agreement.

But now, just stay at home, and of course you can also understand it as voluntary confinement.

Mu Sheng waved his hand and said: "It's useless to complain now. Li Cheng secretly transferred three thousand cavalry tonight to the nearest stronghold in Qishan."

"Yes!"

"Yang Hu, let Guanyin go buy fruit and deliver it to the registered families with children, so that they can hold on tight."

"Uh...yes!"

The two of them followed the order and left. Liu Huangying also walked in, patting her belly and humming a tune. Mu Sheng joked: "Fat Dun'er, you can also relieve yourself in the jar and help."

Liu Huangying scratched her head shyly and said, "Maybe I don't have it anymore."

Hearing this, Mu Sheng twitched the corner of his mouth, feeling a little inexplicable, holding his hand on the table and saying, "You...when did it happen?"

Liu Huangying replied coyly: "It was when I first entered the Imperial College."

At this time, Mu Sheng passed by him and asked: "Old Mu, where are you going? If you want to eat, Chef Li has put it away."

Mu Sheng clasped his hands and said, "I'm going out for a while."

The color of bamboo is green under the stream, the lotus flowers are fragrant in the mirror, the fragrance of the flowers makes people feel suddenly warm, and the sound of magpies piercing the trees welcomes the new weather.

Lilian plays with butterflies and dances from time to time.

Lan'er, who was carrying a basket, happened to meet Mu Sheng, who had come out for some quiet time. Mu Sheng bowed and said, "Miss Lan'er, what is this?"

Lian'er chuckled and said, "I'm here to see Brother Yang. I have something to ask him for."

"Oh, he went out to do errands. When he comes back, I will ask him to find you."

Lan'er nodded and said, Mu Sheng bowed and was about to leave, but was suddenly stopped by Lan'er: "Oh, I almost forgot, I have something for you."

Mu Sheng looked at Lian'er groping for something in the basket and asked curiously, "Is it something delicious?"

After a while, Xianer took out a red sachet and handed it to him: "I asked for this in the temple. My young master often told me that it's time for you to find a good girl. This is about marriage, but it works." .”

"Um...Thank you, Second Young Master, and Miss Lian'er for your concern, but I don't believe this."

Laner stuffed it into his hand with a smile: "Then you can handle it yourself, I'm leaving."

Lian'er skipped away, and Mu Sheng looked at the finely crafted little red sachet in his hand, which was embroidered with some incomprehensible patterns.

"Alas~ How can fate be controlled by such a small thing?"

But this red tassel thing did remind him of the woman who liked to wear red clothes back then. I wonder how she is doing now?

On a beautiful spring day, time always flies by, and it’s night in a blink of an eye.

In a hidden alley, dozens of torches were swaying. At the head of the torch, a very friendly girl rode a tall horse and said to the people on the side: "Brother Yang, as long as I scream later, you will lead People rush in and join him!"