Revlon

Xiao Yue was taken out of Dali Temple by Ming Shuo.

As soon as he returned to the palace, Xiaoyue bumped away the oncoming Fu Jia with his shoulder, and plunged into the bedroom.

Qi Delong got in before Xiaoyue locked the door: "What's the situation? I heard that the iron prison in Dali Temple was burned. Have you seen King Xin? Speak up! What are you looking for?"

Xiao Yue took out the thin book from under the pillow, and Qi Delong's eyes suddenly widened like copper bells.

With sharp old legs, he stepped forward and snatched the book, and hugged it in his arms: "Xiaoyue, are you serious?"

Xiao Yue spread out his hand: "Bring it."

Qi Delong looked at him in astonishment: "General Xiao bought this with his life. Are you really going to hand it over to Nan Yue for Qi Chen?"

"Of course not." Xiao Yue grabbed Bo Shu.

Qi Delong was taken aback: "Then what do you want to do?"

Xiao Yue flipped through the first few pages. Xiao Hanyun's notes were delicate and elegant, with a gentle and forceful style of writing, and there were some oxidized and blackened blood stains at the footer of the pages.

Xiao Yue gritted his teeth, and tore off the first three pages with a "hiss".

This move of his frightened Qi Delong: "Ah, Xiaoyue, what are you doing! You are crazy!!"

He yelled that he was going to grab it, Xiaoyue took advantage of his height, and easily dodged him: "Fang Houye has seen General Xiao's handwriting, even if I practice for ten years, I still can't write such a handwriting, This is the only way to deceive Master Fang."

"You..." Qi Delong had a question mark on his face, "You want to make a fake one to deceive Master Fang?"

Xiaoyue nodded: "Isn't that how it's done in movies? Put a layer of real money on top of the fake money."

This is the only way Xiaoyue can think of.

Judging from today's situation, Qi Chen's situation in Dali Temple is quite dangerous, he can't stay there any longer, but he can't really hand over the book to Fang Yuwu, not to mention whether it would be a burden to do so General Xiao, based on Nanyue's deliberate planning of Gaoxu's marriage, it can be seen how important such a strategy is.

Xiaoyue even felt that it might involve more than just the battle between Qi Chen and Fang Yuwu for the position.

Qi Delong thought for a while, and said: "Then why don't you just hand over the thin book to the Nanyue Emperor? If you are lenient to him, if you just give it to Master Fang, then the credit will be entirely due to Master Fang."

Xiaoyue was silent for a moment, then shook his head: "Qi Chen's mistake this time touches the foundation of the country, but the emperor only deprived him of his authority, not his title, and he was probably imprisoned to comfort the courtiers." Officer, even if I present the thin book to the emperor, the emperor will not release Qi Chen immediately, unless..."

"Unless what?" Chidron asked hurriedly.

Xiaoyue clutched the thin book, his knuckles turned white: "The whole thing was directed by Lord Fang. He is in power now, and his position in the court is at its peak. Only he has the ability to turn around."

Qi Delong realized: "But Master Fang is not an idiot, he certainly won't just turn the first three pages and reveal his secrets every minute, so he can't continue to perform."

"I know." Xiao Yue said calmly, "So I plan to let Chu Yu bring a fake thin book to meet Fang Houye, and ask Fang Houye to rescue Qi Chen first, and I will give it to him after saving someone."

"What if the Marquis Fang grabs it? A girl like Chu Yu can't beat four with two fists."

"It's because I was afraid that Master Fang would snatch it, so I made a fake copy." Xiao Yue said.

Judging from the current situation of the two countries, Nanyue Emperor Gaoxu's military control skills are used as the standard for establishing a reserve. It can be seen how much Nanyue cares about this book. If there are secrets between countries in it, then Xiaoyue It is even more difficult to hand over the thin book easily.

Although Master Fang should not use hard-robbing methods, Xiaoyue can't take risks, and he can't pin Gaoxu's fate on Fang Yuwu's conscience.

Qi Delong thought for a while, but he was still worried: "My ancestor, even if it is true as you expected, Master Fang believed it and took King Xin out of the prison, then what? What will you give to Fang then? Marquis?"

this……

Xiaoyue hasn't figured it out yet.

Xiaoyue randomly took out a book of a suitable size from the cabinet, and held it in his hand: "We'll talk about what happens later, it's important to save Qi Chen first."

Qi Delong watched him go to the table and sit down, carefully unraveling the thread of the book. This is the collection of poems he wrote to Fang Yuwu.

There is only half of the collection of poems left. Fang Yuwu tore open the book with his own hands, trying to create a bond with Xiaoyue. Although the words on it are not as elegant and refined as General Xiao, they are written by Xiaoyue every stroke. Seriously.

Xiao Yue put the first three pages of The Art of Controlling Soldiers on the poetry anthology and fixed them with binding thread.

"done?"

"Hmm." Xiao Yue said.

Qi Delong watched carefully, because the poetry collection itself was very rough bound, coupled with Xiaoyue's dexterous workmanship, it was almost seamlessly integrated.