Rebirth: The paranoid war king was controlled by the crazy female protagonist

This unexpected change gave those who were watching her a headache.

Qing Yu jumped off the table, adjusted her skirt, and prepared to leave.

"Oh, Qingyu." Xiao Wenshu suddenly remembered something, "I brought you some delicious food. I've already left it in the house."

"Really? That's great, thank you Wenshu!" Hearing this, she jumped towards the house.

She is the only one who can do whatever she wants.

Xiao Wenshu was afraid that his brother would be angry, so he quickly explained, "Sorry, brother, Qingyu...she might really be hungry."

He curled his lips, and for some reason, he did not show any displeasure. Perhaps he was just indulging the little girl.

"Let her be."

He turned to Wen Shu and said, "Since she has already given you the answer, there is no need for me to say more."

"Yes, brother. Wenshu understands." Xiao Wenshu quickly lowered his head and suddenly realized something.

"Brother, is what Qingyu said correct?"

After careful consideration, he told him, "Yes, according to what she said, choose a training method of fighting with one's back to the river. If you can understand it, you can become an elite among the soldiers. If you can use this method reasonably, you may be able to increase your military strength several times."

"I see."

Xiao Wenshu couldn't help but admire Qingyu. Why did he even understand this?

When Xiao Wenshu had some free time in the afternoon, he found her.

"Qing Yu, I didn't disturb your rest, did I?"

"It's okay, Wenshu." She put down the book in her hand, pursed her lips and smiled.

Usually when she has nothing to do in the afternoon, she either rests or reads.

Xiao Wenshu noticed her red palms in an instant, "Qingyu, did my brother punish you?"

"Yeah." She muttered, but she didn't look angry or sad.

"Oh, my brother is like this. I don't know how many times I was beaten and scolded by my brother when I was a child, but he hasn't changed at all." Xiao Wenshu shook his head as if complaining.

"Is Wenshu afraid of Your Highness?" she asked.

"Yes." My brother is like a father, how can I not be afraid?

"Haha, it looks like it's blood suppression." Qing Yu smiled softly.

Xiao Wenshu's eyes widened slightly, and his expression was a little exaggerated, "Not only that, but also the aura that I cultivated after birth."

"Hehehe." Qing Yu was amused by his exaggerated expression.

"However, compared to fear, there is more respect, which is the reason why I aspire to become an elder brother." He has been chasing after his brother's footsteps, but he has never caught up.

"It would be nice if Wenshu could just be himself."

"Thank you Qingyu, you have been encouraging me for so long." Xiao Wenshu liked talking to her very much. She could always make him see endless hope, and the fire in his heart was ignited again and again.

Her bright eyes sank slightly. A person who has experienced life and death hatred but still holds kindness will have different achievements in the future.

"Qing Yu, what do you think I should do?" Although I understood the principle, it was still difficult to decide which method to use.

"You mean the training of soldiers?"

"Yes, how can I make them believe me, but..."

"Wen Shu, what would you do if they were all newcomers?"

Thoughts swirled in Xiao Wenshu's mind, "Of course, training from the beginning, strict requirements, and uniform rules in daily life."

"What else?" she continued.

"Also, of course, you can't be too demanding, and your lifestyle and diet should be as satisfying as possible."

"Wen Shu knows everything, doesn't he?" she reminded.

"But they are not newcomers." Xiao Wenshu was puzzled.

"It's not all the same to you. They can't beat you."

"But..." Suddenly, the tangled ball of threads in Xiao Wenshu's head was straightened out along with her words.

Yes, they are not strong enough, not perfect enough, and in times of peace they have lost their former fighting spirit and determination.

"I understand. I know what to do." Xiao Wenshu stood up after suddenly realizing.

"Thank you Qingyu, I'll go sort out my thoughts first."

Watching him leave, I couldn't help but sigh that it might be only a matter of time before Wen Shu grows up.

Inside the Jiang Mansion.

Jiang Mo was drinking tea in the house. His posture was elegant but he looked a little anxious, as if he was waiting for something.

"Son."

"Tell me quickly, do you have any clues?" Seeing the guard coming in, Jiang Mo immediately put down the teacup in his hand.

"Yes, sir. The official who was assassinated a few days ago has not yet been identified, and no clues were left behind. It should have been done by an expert." The guard reported the results of today's investigation.

"Is there any information missing?" Jiang Mo asked.

Since it is a warehouse for storing recent information, it must have a purpose.

"Yes, young master." The guard confirmed while subconsciously stealing a glance at his face.

"Say something quickly?!" Jiang Mo had lost his patience.

The guard timidly told the truth, "It is...it is the record of the Jiang Mansion."

"What?" Jiang Mo widened his eyes, slightly surprised.

"No wonder His Majesty suddenly summoned my father. It must be because of this matter." Jiang Mo frowned.

"Don't worry, sir. There's nothing important in there. Even if it's found out, we can explain it as our men's mistake." The guard consoled.

"What do you know! His Majesty has always been suspicious. Even if it's not something important, he would be wary of my father."

"Yes... Young Master." The guard quickly lowered his head and responded.

"Could it be that he was discovered while looking for something, so he was killed to silence him?" Jiang Mo said to himself, but what was the purpose of the thief?

"Why put the blame on father? Is it just to drive a wedge between father and His Majesty?"

Jiang Mo had no answers to the series of questions in his mind.

"By the way, who is his successor?" Jiang Mo suddenly remembered this. Could it be that he was trying to plant someone in the position?

"Sir, I have investigated and found that this person shows no signs of getting close to anyone." The guard denied his guess.

"Forget it, let's continue to pay attention to this matter and wait for father to come back."

Jiang Mo's eyes were gloomy and his breath gradually became disordered. The people who wanted to frame the Jiang family were none other than those related to King Xiao.

Xiao Yanqing, don't let me get the chance!

At this moment, Xiao Yanqing returned to the study, and the guard came to report that it seemed that the opportunity had come.

"Your Highness, it is basically confirmed." Qian Yun reported to him what he had told him before.

"Okay, bring her here tomorrow night."

"Yes, Your Highness." Qian Yun lowered his head, looking thoughtful, as if he didn't quite understand why His Highness did this.

"Why, do you have any objections?"

Qian Yun was startled and quickly denied, "No, Your Highness, I don't quite understand..."

"Only by making her useful can she not be abandoned at will, and she can also avoid being suspected by others." He gave the answer after thinking.

And this answer seems to be an affirmation of my own heart.

"Suspicion..." Qian Yun suddenly realized who this person was.

"Your Highness, do you mean her?"

"Yes."

"But Your Highness, I still think it's too risky. If she..."

His face was expressionless, but there was a cold smile in his eyes.

"I will naturally not let her go."

After all, she was still a chess piece of his.