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

The snow has not melted yet in spring. Even though the wind in the southwest is not as strong as in the north, it still hurts when it blows on people. When the golden crow falls and the birds returning home shake off the dust on their feathers, the dusk gathers the last rays of light and hides in the mountains, dividing the dark night of the steep mountains in the southwest.

In the commander's tent of the Shen Ce Army, Li Xiujing, He Liang and others completed the rewards for their recent military achievements. The Shen Ce Army has won many battles recently, and the logistics supply is also very strong. The military supply officer accompanying the army will report the situation of the military supply academy to him every day.

At present, the Tunan coalition army has shown signs of collapse and has retreated all the way to the vicinity of the Dadu River. The government troops have captured several cities in succession. As long as the Shen Ce Army can continue to win battles and repel the Tunan coalition army, the return of the army will be just around the corner.

Taking a deep breath, Li Xiujing waved his hand to signal the other generals to withdraw, leaving only He Liang. He stood up and walked to the map, pointing his staff in the direction of the Dadu River.

"This is a dilemma. I want to join forces with the Jiannan Army to stop the Tunan coalition. After their troops are defeated, I will take a shortcut to cut off their retreat." Li Xiujing's voice was cold and sharp.

"Not appropriate." He Liang tried to stop them, pointing at the map, "The terrain along the Dadu River is steep, the city of Kuoqing is far away, and the roads are rugged and difficult. Once we get stuck here, we will be isolated. How can you take such a risk?"

"In my opinion, you should lead the army to intercept and kill the main force of the Tunan coalition. If they are defeated, I will lead the troops to stop them." He Liang said.

Looking at He Liang, Li Xiujing frowned. He knew what He Liang was worried about. He would go to intercept the main force and hand over the defeated soldiers to his subordinates. This way, there would be less risk of losing the main general, and he could still take the lion's share of the credit. In terms of military strategy, the commander-in-chief should not take risks.

But He Liang had been injured before, and it would be even more inappropriate to advance rashly when his injuries had not yet healed.

"I have made up my mind. No need to persuade me anymore." Li Xiujing patted He Liang on the shoulder. "I have my own position and my decision. Send a message to Feng Yuanxian."

"Here."

After He Liang left, Li Xiujing frowned. In fact, this kind of tactics that put the commander in danger was not his usual military tactics. However, the court was planning to unite with the Uighurs, India, and the Arabs to jointly block the Tunan coalition army, so there was no problem with the situation.

But the credit must be distributed reasonably. Neither can the local vassal states take all the credit, nor can the Shen Ce Army take all the credit. Chasing the defeated soldiers of the Tu Nan coalition army by yourself is the most appropriate way to fight.

Thinking of this, Li Xiujing walked to the camp bed. He pulled out a scent bag from under the pillow. The scent of Xun Lingxiang floated out, vaguely. He had been busy with military affairs recently and had not added scent powder to the scent bag for a long time, so the fragrance was much weaker.

Just like she hadn't written to him for a long time, and the official reports from Chang'an never mentioned her. It was as if she had melted into the power circle of Chang'an and could not be found.

Li Xiujing lay on his back on the couch, his hands behind his head, his legs casually draped over the end of the couch. He missed his parents in Chang'an and his house in Wubenfang. He wanted to return to her as soon as possible and watch her ascend to the pinnacle of power step by step. The glory was bestowed upon her, she stood on the jade steps of the high platform, holding a tablet, and smiled at him.

Li Xiujing could not help but hold the brocade bag tighter in his hand, and a smile appeared on his face. When he returned to Chang'an, he would definitely thank her. Thank her for distracting herself from blocking the cold arrows shot by the political enemies, so that he could face the enemy's blade with peace of mind, without being attacked from both sides.

After closing his eyes and thinking for a while, Li Xiujing called his personal guards in. He pointed to the scimitar inlaid with gold and gemstones on the table. This was the spoils he had captured.

"Put the knife in a box and send it to Prime Minister Pei in Chang'an by express horse." Li Xiujing said with a smile.

The guards responded and left.

When the golden sword was sent to Chang'an by post horse, Pei Jiaoran was sitting in the official room of the Minister of the Secretariat, reviewing the affairs of the Ministry. Although she now shared the affairs of the Ministry with the Crown Prince, most of the power still fell into her hands. The Crown Prince only came to preside over the internal council of the Secretariat every day, listened to the opinions of everyone, and then discussed with her.

Rubbing his brows, Pei Jiaoran picked up the tea that the servant had just brought in. He sipped it, sipping it, the taste of tea on the tip of his tongue.

Today is the fourth day since Xu Yan filed the complaint. Su Jinghui has now been imprisoned in Jingzhao Prison. Originally, according to Su Jinghui's rank, he should have been first sent to the Interrogation Office of the Censorate, then transferred to the Dali Temple Prison, and finally to the Ministry of Justice. However, because the complainant was a civilian, and the defendant was involved in a murder case, he could only be imprisoned in Jingzhao Prison.

Yesterday, both Shen and Tian sent a message saying that they had written to the mansion and asked her to wait for good news.

With a slight smile on his lips, Pei Jiaoran stood up and left the public housing.

The gate of Jingzhao Prefecture was particularly busy these days. Many people from Wuwei County came and knocked on the drum at the gate, shouting that they wanted to report the evil deeds of the Su family. Jingzhao Yin dared not refuse, so he had to ask the clerk to write down what these people said one by one.

After showing the fish token, Pei Jiaoran was immediately invited in.

"Mr. Pei, Mr. Zhang is interrogating Prime Minister Su...Su Jinghui in prison." The blue-clothed clerk who came out to receive him bowed and saluted, looking quite respectful.

"Take me to see it." Pei Jiaoran said.

The prison gate was wide open, and Pei Jiaoran and the clerk who led the way entered one after another. He led her to a cell where there were no prisoners.

The clerk who led the way pointed ahead and said, "The prisoner is being interrogated over there. You can see it from here, but the prisoner cannot see you. I will go and inform Zhang Yin, please wait for a moment."

Hearing this, Pei Jiaoran raised his chin, stood with his hands behind his back, and looked not far away.

Even though he was imprisoned, Su Jinghui still held an official position. He did not need to kneel, but sat calmly in front of the desk, looking up at Zhang Yun, the Jingzhao Yin in front of him.

Suddenly, a clerk came hurriedly over and whispered something in Zhang Yun's ear. Zhang Yun stood up and looked outside the cell, causing Su Jinghui to turn his head and look in the opposite direction.

However, all I could see was a dark shadow, with the edge of half of the robe blurred.

After coughing a few times, Zhang Yun smiled and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Su. This is a routine interrogation by the Jingzhao Yin. You are still the Mr. Su, and I dare not make it difficult for you. I am only asking about the land occupation, nothing else."

Su Jinghui snorted coldly when he heard this, "I am in Chang'an, how can I know what's going on at home. Don't listen to the one-sided words of those unruly people." After that, he turned his head and looked at the shadow not far away.

His intuition told him that someone was watching his every move in the dark.

"Mr. Su, the people sent by the Dali Temple and the Censorate to Wuwei are already on their way back. It is said that they have gained a lot on this trip." Zhang Yun bowed in the direction of the palace and said in a gentle tone, "Today we are only trying the case of land occupation, nothing else is involved."

Su Jinghui sneered and said, "Don't use these things to scare me. Don't you know what's going on here? If you admit this, the other charges can be easily settled."