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After trotting to catch up with his master and arriving at Linfeng Residence, Qian Kun patted his messy clothes and bowed to Meng Jiao to report.

"Boss, as expected, Wu Su's harvest was the best. I have already asked the brothers to move out of the cave.

As for Xiling and Nanjiang, they retreated back to their respective borders after we left, but I still think they are not interested in seeking peace, so we still have to be on guard.”

Picking up the budding crape myrtles in the yard, Meng Jiao said in a mocking tone,

"Defend? Why should we defend? Zhou Yuan's surname is not Qin. Since the emperor cannot see the current situation clearly, I will help him."

"Ah? Boss, if they raid in winter, brothers..."

How could Meng Jiao not know what he meant? However, the war had been going on for so many years, and she had swallowed up almost half of the territory of Xiling and Southern Xinjiang.

Her original intention was to eliminate all hidden dangers before the ten-year agreement and take the Qin family away from the turmoil in the capital.

But now, she suddenly realized,

No matter how hard she tried, a monarch who was only like a blind man touching an elephant, who had the ambition to be an emperor but not the ability to be an emperor, would never learn to be prepared for danger in times of peace and to appoint people based on their merits.

As for those people in Xiling who wanted to eat the flesh and blood of the Qin family,

Asking for peace? I'm afraid it's just a last-ditch fight before death...

"Send a message back and continue to organize the people to retreat, retreat six cities in a row, and disperse the counties in the Yelang Mountain area.

Only one camp will be left in each city, and if there is an enemy attack, just retreat."

Qian Kun was thoughtful after hearing this. The current army line was in Chenmu, which was located in the plains. There were dense forests to the south and west of the city wall.

If we retreat to the six cities, the Jade Belt Basin, the Eagle Nest Pass, and the Zhangshan City...

The food and grass are in Yelang, and Yelang has always been a place that military strategists have never fought for.

Located on the Xiangke River, surrounded by green mountains, it is difficult to attack but easy to defend...

"Boss, do you mean to lure the enemy deep into our territory and then capture them all in one fell swoop?"

Meng Jiao nodded and let him continue thinking.

Qian Kun frowned, not understanding what she was up to.

"But Boss, we have been fighting aggressively these years, I'm afraid they don't have the courage to chase us.

Moreover, even if we chase them, if we only chase a part of them, then what is the point of us retreating six cities in a row? And most importantly, even if we besiege them, there is no guarantee that the other side can be completely wiped out..."

Meng Jiao knew it, a cold look flashed across her eyes, she gave him an indifferent instruction and turned around.

"They will. Just do as I say."

Watching her walk away, Qian Kun tightened his grip, with a vague ominous premonition rising in his heart.

If you want to make those two countries burn their boats regardless of the consequences, you have to...

Leaderless...

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Not long after, Su Yin brought Qin Nan back to the mansion. The little guy couldn't wait for the carriage to stop, so he jumped out of the car excitedly and ran towards Meng Jiao's Linfeng Courtyard. Su Yin followed closely behind, but her face was extremely gloomy.

Although she knew that Nan Gui's life in the Imperial College would be unstable, he still held the position of a marquis, and she also sent gifts to the teacher's residence every now and then.

Therefore, as long as he returned home safely every day, she would believe what he said about nothing happening.

But today, she rushed there during dinner time for the first time, and clearly saw the eyes of the book boy who was reporting from the outer courtyard were evasive.

Realizing something was wrong, she took advantage of Jiaojiao's power and forced her way in while the other party was weighing his options.

She had never known that the lunch table of a child in his early teens was not only more exquisite than that of the royal family, but also included wine and meat that he should not be exposed to at this age.

Later, she said nothing, did not ask for leave, pretended nothing happened, and left the Imperial College with her child.

As soon as she got on the carriage, she felt cold all over.

She has nothing left. She has been holding on until now just so that Nangui can grow up safely, and when Jiaojiao comes back, their family can live the rest of their lives in peace and stability.

But now, what has she gained in return for her forbearance?

When she heard the news, Meng Jiao just kept it in mind and then took the little guy to go horse racing.

She had had a vague suspicion as early as when she saw Xiao Nangui avoiding school. Now that it had been confirmed, she could only be glad that she discovered it not too late.

The emperor of the country regarded children as victims of political war for his own selfish desires.

The Zishu royal family is really getting worse with each generation.

At dusk, the rain stopped and the sky cleared up. A large patch of bright clouds rose and fell with the setting sun, shrouding the entire Shangjing in an orange halo.

Inside Prince Jing's mansion, Zishu He Xuan, who had just finished his meal, was reading an ancient book with a cold face. However, in less than half a quarter of an hour, he changed several postures and could not concentrate.

When Qi Cheng came back to report at noon, he looked embarrassed. His first reaction was to wonder if he had done anything to displease her.

When he found out that it was Qi Cheng who acted on his own initiative, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and reprimanded him.

As for Qi Cheng's hastily reported martial arts, he had already guessed it almost exactly as early as that time at Cuiyun Peak.

A team of less than a hundred people dared to attack a mountain stronghold of a thousand people at night and remained unscathed. They are either stupid or really powerful.

And that person dared to insult him even though he knew he had secret guards, so he must be the latter without a doubt.

However, the matter of helping to become a disciple mentioned in his letter was just a spontaneous gift, but it was still a serious matter.

Unexpectedly, Qi Cheng said that she only replied "I know" and said nothing more. This undoubtedly made him feel like he was being ignored because he took the initiative to help for the first time.

Now he was so restless that he couldn't even concentrate on reading. He really didn't know what she was up to.

As for Meng Jiao, because it was raining, she took Qin Nangui to visit the shops in the outer city. Meng Jiao bought all kinds of things he liked.

This was the first time that Qin Nangui had such a high-profile "sweep" since he was born. He was so excited that he jumped up and down, pulling her sleeves and calling her "Auntie" for the whole afternoon.

So at dinner time, the little guy couldn't even finish two bites before he was so tired that his head hit the table.

Meng Jiao nodded with satisfaction upon seeing this, and then called the doctor she had arranged to come and examine him.

Fortunately, after the doctor examined the child thoroughly, he confirmed that the child had nothing wrong except a weak spleen. Only then did she feel relieved and rode back to her Chang'an Palace.

By the time she had cleaned her eyeliner and hurried to Prince Jing's Mansion, it was almost midnight.

Looking at the silhouette of someone reflected in the window, Meng Jiao touched her nose with a guilty look on her face.

She just said she would leave the door open and didn't mention the time. She's quite obedient.

He Xuan, the secretary in the room, noticed her as soon as she entered the yard. The brush in his hand paused for a while, then pretended not to know and continued writing.

Meng Jiao gently pushed the door open with the paper bag in her hand, approached calmly and pushed the things towards him.

"My Lord, are you still busy so late?"

Zishu Hexuan remained motionless, continuing to write as if he hadn't seen her.

Seeing this, Meng Jiao had no choice but to push the paper bag forward again, and moved closer to him, with a hint of flattery in her tone.

"Well, I met some ignorant people on my way home today, which delayed me for a while. Don't be angry. Look at the snacks I brought for you. Why don't you eat some since you've been busy so late?"

Zishu Hexuan stopped writing and looked up. After meeting her gaze, he smiled and said word by word,

"I heard that the general and Lingyun Hou visited all the shops in the outer street in the afternoon, and this golden chrysanthemum square cake is the seasonal specialty of Juyunxuan in the outer street. It's really a special gift to express my gratitude to the general."

Meng Jiao blinked guiltily, wrinkled her nose, turned her head and muttered,

"In the broken capital, everyone in the city knows what you do..."

"kindness?"