After rebirth, I joined forces with my mortal enemy to seek revenge.

Walking back to the Bamboo Forest Monastery in the twilight, the lanterns everywhere were already lit. Seeing Pei Jiaoran enter the room, Pei Zhanran immediately stood up with a smile on his face.

Pei Jiaoran took off his duck-faced fur coat and washed his hands in a copper basin. He lowered his eyes to look at the black porcelain teacup in front of him and opened the lid. The rich tea fragrance instantly rushed out, and the mist dissipated. The boiling hot tea lay quietly in the cup, and a pair of calm eyes were vaguely reflected on the water.

Pei Zhanran carefully glanced at Pei Jiaoran's expression. Although she was wearing a duck-faced fur coat, she felt particularly cold after walking all the way. Now she was sitting there without saying a word. It made people feel uneasy for some reason, and they couldn't help but guess what she was thinking.

"Girl." Cui Boyu called out.

Hearing this, Pei Jiaoran smiled slightly, "Don't worry, brother. I don't mean to blame you." She raised her eyes, "There is no such thing as an airtight wall in this world. You and I haven't completely cut off contact, so it's not surprising that they can find out."

"Jia Jia, if you want, I can leave Zhongnan Mountain and return to Yangzhou or Gusu. Once I'm in the south, it will be difficult for them to find me. Naturally, they won't want me to become an official." Pei Zhanran said.

"Brother is also in the midst of the storm. It is meaningless to leave now. Although our ancestors once said that the Pei family no longer needs to stand in the midst of the storm, I have already joined the game. How can others escape easily?" Pei Jiaoran raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Predecessors plant trees, and future generations enjoy the shade. Although success does not have to be achieved by my generation, it can be achieved by the Pei family."

Pei Zhanran opened his mouth, knowing that his persuasion was useless. Pei Jiaoran was a child who was chosen and destined to follow this path, starting from the age of five. He saw with his own eyes how his mother taught him to understand power, manipulate power, and learn to govern the country. The world marveled at her talent and also lamented her ruthlessness and decisiveness.

But only he knew that even though she was gifted with talent, her studies here were still difficult and painful. But not only did she not lose her will, but she learned to capture happiness from it and took the initiative to look directly at the darkness.

Turning his head to look at Cui Boyu, Pei Jiaoran said, "Uncle Boyu, please step aside for a while. My brother and I have something to discuss."

After Cui Boyu left, Pei Jiaoran said, "Please go get some paper and pen. I'll talk to you while I write."

In the study room, there were ready-made papers and pens. Pei Zhanran spread them out for Pei Jiaoran and said with a smile, "Come, let me grind the ink for you. Who do you want to write to?"

"Who else could it be? They want to take advantage of the fact that the Ministry of Internal Affairs is leaderless to wipe out Zhang Rang in one fell swoop and annex the Shence Army at the same time." Pei Jiaoran said softly.

He picked up a piece of Hui ink and ground it in the Biyong inkstone. The ink in the white porcelain Biyong inkstone was rich and fragrant. Pei Jiaoran had no intention of writing, so he slowed down his tone and said, "I didn't agree with them. It's not for personal reasons, it's all for the public. Right now, it's not the time to take action against the Shen Ce Army."

As Pei Jiaoran spoke, his slender, white hands with distinct joints searched for a long time in the white jade pen holder. He finally selected a purple bamboo wolf hair brush and looked at the tip of the brush with disdain, "If they can't even tolerate each other for the sake of the country, they will inevitably be liquidated in the future, and the Southern Court will continue to be suppressed. There is no need to cause damage to the country for the sake of momentary pleasure."

"Will they obey?"

Her handwriting was unique and powerful. At this moment, she began with a greeting that was nothing special. Then she continued writing.

"Your journey to Jiannan is long and steep, and my thoughts of you are as far away as the clouds and the city walls. The snow has fallen in Chang'an, the wind from Mount Li blows the frost off the Baqiao Bridge, and the plum blossoms in Zhongnan are fragrant and far-reaching. It's a pity that I can't enjoy and travel with you. It's really a pity."

Pei Zhanran looked a little uncomfortable as he read the few lines written by Pei Jiaoran. "Do I have to stay here to watch you finish writing? If this letter is stolen by someone..."

"It's not sent as a family letter. What name should it be sent as?" Pei Jiaoran curled his lips, "It's human nature for parents to miss their sons and write letters to them to express their feelings." After saying that, Pei Jiaoran continued to write.

"You are now in a high position, and there must be people coveting you. And now Chang'an is under great pressure. You are far away in Jiannan. Even if I have the ability to change the situation, I can't reach you. Cui, Wang, and Su are all treacherous and have their own private interests. I tried to persuade them with kind words, but I don't know how much they listened to. However, the three of them always disliked the Northern Department, and they all expressed their resentment to others."

Pei Zhanran couldn't help but applaud when he saw this. "What a private scheme for the family. These people have survived for a hundred years by scheming for their family. Jiajia is using this as a knife, it's really heartbreaking."

"The Huan and Xie families can still tolerate each other for the sake of the country, but the two families of Cui and Wang have been wandering in the north. Even if they are in high positions now, there will be people who despise them in the future." Pei Jiaoran said with a smile, and wrote: "You can rest assured to chase the invaders in Jiannan. I have persuaded them with kind words, and the three of them have temporarily stopped thinking. From now on, consider the overall situation, tolerate each other for the sake of the country, and will not sacrifice the public for personal reasons. I hope you will win this battle and bless our great Wei country for a long time."

When writing this, Pei Jiaoran showed some complicated emotions. After weighing the pros and cons, he finally wrote it down.

"When you return, I will warm the wine and wait for you."

After writing the last sentence, Pei Jiaoran took out the golden seal, pressed it on the letter, and signed at the end of the letter.

Pei Zhanran had been watching for a long time. Suddenly he realized that this letter might not be just a reminder, as if there were more ruthless means hidden in it.

After the ink dried, Pei Jiaoran said, "Let Uncle Boyu go to the Li residence tomorrow morning. Give the letter to Li Sikong and have him send it to Li Xiujing."

Pei Zhanran suddenly asked, "Is this letter really a reminder to Li Xiujing?"

"What do you think, brother?" Pei Jiaoran lowered his eyes and looked at the wolf-hair brush soaked with ink, a smile on his face.

"It's a reminder, but it's also to let him let down his guard."

This letter is full of warmth, but also murderous intent. A general who is fighting outside, the only forces he can rely on are the emperor and Pei Jiaoran. She trapped him in a cage called love, telling him that the crisis has been resolved and he can do his job without worry. But is this really the case?

Pei Jiaoran noticed that Pei Zhanran's eyes were not right, so he smiled indifferently, "Brother, you don't have to look at me like that. Feelings and power are two different things. At least with me here, they won't do anything to him. But that doesn't mean I won't take action in the future. Brother, you should know that there can't be two similar people in the same position. We are all living quite happily now, so I am naturally willing to protect him a little more. Who can tell what will happen in the future?"

Pei Zhanran said nothing more. He knew that his sister's idea was right. She had indeed divided many benefits to Li Xiujing as much as possible. The relationship between the two was solid at the moment, and there was really no need to do anything that would damage their interests. As for the future, that was also a matter for the future.

After dinner, Pei Jiaoran walked back to his room along the corridor. He saw the red plum blossoms in full bloom in the courtyard, and he picked one and stuffed it into the envelope, which he also gave to Cui Boyu.