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

"Oh, Mr. Pei is really kind and generous. I dare not disobey your order, but..." Wan Min shook the bloody arrow in his hand, "Someone ambushed me just now. I am worried that the fugitive and his accomplices are in the city. I need to take people to search the city, so I will not go to Jingzhao Yin with you."

After saying this, Wan Min bowed, turned around and left with his soldiers.

"Mr. Pei." Chen Kui stepped forward and bowed.

Pei Jiaoran glanced down at Chen Kui and smiled, "It's okay. You are doing your duty here, and Wan Min and the others can't do anything. You have worked hard today, so go ahead."

The troublemakers were gone, and the onlookers naturally left one after another. The people who were blocked at the gate to enter the city continued to line up in an orderly manner and wait for inspection before entering the city. The purple robe gradually walked away on the street and merged into the afterglow of the sunset.

Taking advantage of the early hour, Pei Jiaoran rode into the West Market. At the entrance of the alley, he unexpectedly met Wu Lingjia, who was also riding a horse.

The two smiled at each other, and Wu Lingjia handed her the horn bow, "I'll give it back to you. Jiajia, that arrow..."

When Pei Jiaoran went to the tower to shoot arrows just now, I was watching for her. Fortunately, she chose a good place with trees on both sides. She shot the arrow quickly and accurately, and the arrow pulled me away as soon as it came out. But I didn't see clearly how the arrow was made. If something happened, I could still cover her up. I couldn't help but feel a little worried at the moment.

Touching the pattern on the carved bow, Pei Jiaoran smiled, "That was the arrow left in my yard by the rebels. The tip was a bit blunt, so I roughly sharpened it."

"The arrows left behind by the rebels? Tsk, even Wan Min would have to spend a while to find them. The arrows of our dynasty are all manufactured under the supervision of the Military Equipment Bureau." Wu Lingjia's eyes flickered, "Did he save that person?"

"Yes. The person has been sent to the Jingzhao Yin prison." Motioning Wu Lingjia to ride his horse to follow, Pei Jiaoran slowed down his voice, "Jingzhao Yin is Jia Gonglu's man, and the person is safe for the time being."

Pei Jiaoran lowered her eyes after saying this. Of course, she couldn't trust Jia Gonglu wholeheartedly. She still left someone in Jingzhao Yin to prevent anyone from causing trouble in the city.

"There are five days until New Year's Eve, which is also His Majesty's birthday. I wonder how lively Chang'an will be this year." Wu Lingjia seemed to remember something and said in a deep voice, "Is Li Xiujing okay?"

"I have submitted a memorial to His Majesty. I think the governor of Jiannan should be able to distinguish the priorities. Let's go. I will invite you to have a drink at the Hu family's wine shop. Don't worry about Jiannan. I believe he can break out of the situation."

She had already solved the trouble of military supplies for Li Xiujing, but the rest still depended on him.

It was almost New Year's Eve, and Li Xiujing had already driven the Tunan coalition army back thirty miles away. The defense line of the Shen Ce Army and Jiannan Army advanced another ten miles and had already joined the Qingxi Pass garrison. Soldiers were stationed at various entrances to prevent any more thieves from crossing the defense line and bypassing the back.

On the fifth day after the mutiny at the Southwest Military Academy, the Jiannan Jiedushi directly appropriated grain from the treasury without saying a word and personally escorted it to the front line to hand it over to the garrisons in the two places. At present, both armies have enough food for consumption.

Li Xiujing stepped into the tent in the snow and looked at the table. He opened his arms and the personal soldiers who followed him quickly took off his armor. Once the heavy armor was taken off, he felt much more relaxed.

"Didn't Chang'an receive any letters today?" Li Xiujing sat down at the desk, his eyes falling on the official newspaper in front of him. He sighed, "It seems like there aren't any."

Li Xiujing frowned and flipped through the newspaper on the table. What caught his eye was the news that the King of Wu would be sent as an envoy to the Uighurs. He couldn't help but smile, as it was obviously Pei Jiaoran's work. He couldn't help but think of Pei Jiaoran's calculating look when he set the trap, which was really likable.

"General, why are you grinning like an idiot here?" He Liang came in with a bucket of water and placed it in front of him. "General, do you want to soak your feet to relax? I will give you a foot massage."

Hearing this, Li Xiujing raised his eyes and glared at him, "No need. If someone tries to please you for no reason, he is either a traitor or a thief. Tell me, what do you want?"

"Nothing. I saw that you haven't had a good rest these days, so I wanted you to soak your feet and have a good sleep." He Liang came over, "New Year's Day is coming soon, but we are still out. I don't know when we can go back. I haven't been home for New Year's Day for many years."

Li Xiujing frowned when he heard the regretful voice. He patted He Liang on the shoulder and said, "I know you all miss home. I promise you, we will win this battle. When the time comes, I will give you a higher reward, so that you can all return home with a lot of money."

"This time, if we drive the bandits out of the country, we can have a few years of peace, and the court can also rest and recuperate." He Liang looked longing, "I haven't tasted the taste of hometown food for a long time. Oh, let's not talk about this. General, this is the letter written by Prime Minister Pei to you, which has just been delivered."

After glancing at the letter in He Liang's hand, Li Xiujing took it and opened it.

Seeing the usual greeting tone, he moved his eyes down along with the handwriting and stood up suddenly. It said that His Majesty agreed to her proposal, and the envoys to the Uighurs had been led by the King of Wu, and the Arabs and Indians had also been sent, but the only problem was the envoys to Nanzhao. After all, if Tubo and Nanzhao joined forces, it would be extremely dangerous for the envoys to go there, so they needed to pick one from the Shen Ce Army to go to Nanzhao in the name of the envoy, and they had to act according to her plan.

"First, to sow discord; second, to frame; third, to leave them with no way out." Li Xiujing slowly read out the last sentence on the letter.

He Liang looked surprised, "What is Mr. Pei going to do?"

"Her strategy for governing the country and maintaining peace is brilliant." Li Xiujing stood up and paced in the tent. "If this can be accomplished, Tubo will not dare to invade for a hundred years. Let Feng Yuanxian come tomorrow morning. I have something to tell him."

"Tsk, you smiled happily as soon as Mr. Pei wrote to you. But what were you smiling at when you saw the newspaper just now?" He Liang said.

Hearing this, Li Xiujing sneered and kicked He Liang. He showed his pride, "My family has a wise man named Zhuge, who can bring peace to the world with one plan. Do you think I should be happy?"

"You have Zhuge Liang, the wise counselor, and a great and brave general in your family. But General, when can you let me have a cup of wedding wine?" He Liang moved towards the door. "Don't worry, I will give you a big red envelope filled with all your embarrassing stories."

As soon as he finished speaking, He Liang was undoubtedly kicked by Li Xiujing again. This kick directly kicked him out of the tent.

"General, you are immoral now, so don't blame me for being unreasonable in the future." He Liang poked his head in from behind the curtain, "I think Mr. Pei would be happy to know."

"I don't know whether she is happy or not. But if you stay a little longer, you will have to run twenty laps around the training ground tomorrow with a weight on your back."

Upon hearing this, He Liang ran away without a trace.

Turning his gaze back to the table, Li Xiujing raised his eyebrows. He had actually already given the betrothal gift, and he had even considered what to do in the future, and he was just waiting for her consent. But as she said, it was not the time for things to calm down, so nothing should be done hastily.