After the failed attempt to pretend to be dead, the sickly child was favored by the treacherous mini

Shen Jinmo raised his head and looked at Han Shu. He said nothing, was not arrogant, and did not show any disrespect for the female general.

He was just waiting for Han Shu's next words.

"The most urgent task is to rescue Xun Lan first." Han Shu didn't understand people's livelihood, but she didn't want to take human life lightly: "Prince Mo, can you break into the Hutou Village and rescue Xun Lan first?"

Faced with such treacherous bandits, Han Shu first used force to intimidate them, then appealed to their emotions and reasoned with them: "When there are no more worries, I will have a good talk with these bandits."

"General Han will go in person, and I will take charge of the rear for you."

Shen Jinmo refused directly. There were some things he could not do and some credit he could not take.

Han Shu held the scabbard of the sword and pointed at the people around him: "Will these people listen to the prince?"

"It's OK as long as General Han's men listen to me." Shen Jinmo raised his head and stroked his forehead: "I have just recovered from a serious illness, and my family won't let me take any risks."

Han Shu's mouth sank and she was speechless for a moment.

Everyone in the Imperial Guard Department first looked at Shen Jinmo secretly, then lowered their heads and exchanged glances with each other.

They all knew that Shen Jinmo, who had severed all ties with the princess, now had only one family member, Xie Nanxing, who had no power and was only a good-looking person.

He's just a male concubine, is it worth Shen Jinmo showing off like this?

It turns out that people who grew up in the mountains are all very short-sighted.

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Daxia Palace

Xie Nanxing entered the academy a cup of tea earlier than usual. When he walked into the academy, he found that everyone was there except Xia Yu.

While the teacher had not arrived yet, Han Luan walked into the lecture hall with his hands raised. Everyone's eyes in the classroom were focused on Han Luan.

Han Luan bowed to everyone as an equal, revealing a bit of affectation: "My fellow students, your courtesy."

"Tomorrow is the Eighth Prince's fourteenth birthday. The Eighth Prince's Mansion, which the Emperor ordered to build, has also been completed. It also happens to be a ten-day holiday. It is truly a triple blessing."

"This birthday luncheon will naturally be held in the palace, but since we are lucky enough to be classmates with the Eighth Prince, we must go to the new mansion to celebrate for him."

"Do you all say yes or no?"

"Yes." Everyone responded except Xie Nanxing. Even Han Zhou did not refuse.

Seeing that everyone was cooperating, Xia Cheng also stood up: "Everyone wants to help me, I will do my best to be a good host and let everyone have fun."

Xie Nanxing did not want to attend such a banquet. On the surface, he was like Shen Jinmo, not belonging to any faction: "Eighth Prince, I am not in good health. I cannot drink alcohol or stay up late. I will not spoil everyone's fun."

Xia Cheng sat down slowly, and Zhong Luan immediately understood what he meant and spoke on his behalf: "Xie Nanxing, we are just having a meal together, what does it have to do with your poor health? Do you think you don't need to eat dinner if you stay at home?"

"Nanxing, you must come." After Han Luan spoke, Xia Cheng followed suit and personally extended the invitation: "Han Zhou will be with you. Those present are all young masters of the same age from various mansions. They are all very friendly people."

The purpose of this birthday banquet is to accumulate power in advance. It will be too late to prepare for it until next year when he leaves the palace and builds his own mansion.

Xia Ling, the eldest son, is becoming increasingly useless, so Xia Cheng naturally wants to compete for the supreme position.

"Come on, come on."

Amid the constant voices of consolation, Xie Nanxing was directly lifted up.

In an era where imperial power was supreme, Xie Nanxing didn't know if he would get Shen Jinmo into trouble if he rejected Xia Cheng in front of so many people?

After hesitating for a while, Xie Nanxing felt that this matter was irresistible. Why not just lay the groundwork for the business that was about to begin?

He lowered his head, clasped his hands together, and whispered: "I don't have money, and I can't come up with a decent birthday gift. I'd better not go..."

Xia Cheng's expression immediately straightened, and he looked around: "This prince has to make it clear in advance that no one is allowed to bring birthday gifts tomorrow. If you bring any, I will be angry."

Xia Cheng said all this for Xie Nanxing, if he refused again it would seem that Xie Nanxing was ungrateful.

"In that case, I will respectfully obey your command."

Everyone's attention shifted away from Xie Nanxing, and Xie Nanxing turned to look at Han Zhou: "Han Zhou, do you often have such gatherings?"

Han Zhou lowered his voice and whispered in Xie Nanxing's ear: "The Eighth Prince will be fifteen next year, and he will soon leave the palace to build a mansion. I think he is paving the way for his future. All the princes in this palace do this."

"The day after tomorrow, you can bring Mo Ping with you. He is good at Kung Fu and will be by your side all the time."

"All the people who attended the banquet that day were men. You just need to turn a blind eye to the romantic affairs of men."

Han Zhou grew up in this city of power. Even if he doesn't do some things, he doesn't care what others will do.

But when he thought that Xie Nanxing would be with him tomorrow, Han Zhou suddenly felt that he had the opportunity to repay Xie Nanxing.

"Yeah." Xie Nanxing nodded slightly and didn't say much.

Every circle has its own particularities. Xie Nanxing thought that if he didn’t like it this time, he would just not go in the future.

Seeing that Xie Nanxing was still a little hesitant, Han Zhou clapped his hands on Xie Nanxing's shoulders and promised solemnly: "Stay with me, I will definitely protect you tomorrow."

As night fell, only a few scattered stars hung in the sky.

Han Shu changed into night clothes and went into the woods. It only took her half an hour to find the village where the bandits were hiding.

Entering through the gate of the village, there were bandits standing inside and outside the village with torches in hand, ready for battle. Judging from the scene, there must be at least two or three hundred of them.

Even though they were on high alert, Han Shu saw that the defense was full of loopholes. Without spending much effort, Han Shu entered the cave where the boss was.

"What's going on down the mountain?"

"The one who led the encirclement and suppression was a woman. I heard them call her Princess."

"A woman leading an army?"

The boss walked up the stone steps, sat on the tiger stool, put his hands on the armrests of the chair, and suddenly he couldn't figure out what was going on.

Could it be that the imperial court had no intention of annihilating them, but just randomly found a woman to demonstrate?

"That woman seems to have great prestige. Those soldiers are quite afraid of her."

"I mentioned the one thousand taels of silver to them, and they didn't say no."

"Boss, this time we redeem the land, but we must be careful not to be cheated again."

"Alas, who can guarantee this?" With a deep sigh, the boss could not see the way forward: "How can we possibly beat those people who collude with officials and businessmen?"

"Then can we take the silver and go to another village?"

“All crows are black, no matter where they are.”

The bandits in Hutouzhai also come from various villages, and the outside world is not necessarily a prosperous time.

Although Xun Lan had never practiced martial arts, he was always careful and he saw Han Shu enter the cave the moment she did.

He did not recognize the man lurking in the dark in night clothes, but he recognized the sword and understood Han Shu's hint.

But Xunlan didn't want to leave immediately, he wanted to know the truth.

After spitting out the loosely stuffed cloth from his mouth, Xun Lan asked, "What do you mean by cheating me?"