Troubled Times

Chapter 26

"Marshal, Madam has passed away in Donghua." Adjutant Ji He came in to report

"Take the person back." Jiang Yihong paused for a moment with the hand holding the pen, and then replied calmly.

"Well, our people haven't actually acted yet. Madam was shot in order to save the young marshal Fang. The method is very similar to Jieyou Pavilion." Ji He said with some uncertainty

"Huh?" Jiang Yihong finally raised his head

Ji He told Jiang Yihong about the cause and effect, and saw Jiang Yihong looking at the pond downstairs without sadness or joy on his face. Seeing this, Ji He quietly retreated. After decades of following Jiang Yihong, he naturally knew some inside information Yes, but after all, the two have been husband and wife for so many years, will they really not regret it?That's why Ji He let those who went to assassinate delay time.But he didn't see Jiang Yihong's meaningful eyes after he turned and left.

""Ice and Fire", can you understand people's hearts after learning the contents of this book? Are all the people under your command so powerful?"

"This book is just written by charlatans to pass the time for boring people. Don't worry about what is ice and what is fire. If we can't define it ourselves, why should others be able to define it? After all, we are all human. ah"

"Then you are short of money to publish this book?"

"That's not true, the world can only be peaceful if it makes boring people feel interesting or feel extraordinary."

"Fang Xiaohou is still so funny after all these years"

"Thanks for the prize, but Young Master Fang has been dead for 20 years. If he is still alive, he should be called Old Master." The man in the wine-red suit sitting on the chair in the main hall laughed. The man was slender and fair. There is half a silver mask on his face, which makes it impossible to see his expression clearly, but it is only half of his face that can tell what kind of elegance this person should look like when he takes off the mask

"Old Hou Ye? Haha, you can't use this old name, so let's call you the Pavilion Master of Jieyou Pavilion."

"After all these years, you, Governor Cao, are still so fond of joking."

"Where is there any Governor Cao, we are all in a presidential system."

"Then Marshal Cao? After all, you are considered one-sixth of the territory. Pity I only have such a small yard." The masked man put the white pieces in his hand on the chessboard, and threw away the black pieces there.

"The owner of the pavilion is too modest. Although you have such a small yard, isn't the whole world on your chessboard?" Cao Lin stood up and handed a letter to the masked man

"Oh? She really did it?"

"So, the hearts of women are the most poisonous, especially those who have lost their loved ones. As for you, Jieyou Pavilion, you must have been hated by her for many years." Cao Lin sighed.

"She's still so naive..."

"Why did you..." To accept that order, Cao Lin sighed that even after so many years, he couldn't see through the person in front of him

"After all, I still missed it. I just wanted him to see the true face of that person, but I didn't expect it to be true..." They are all foxes of a thousand years, and this person is not the only one I missed. Sometimes timing and people's hearts have both false can become true

"I'm back again." Zhuang Wentao originally just went to the city gate tower for a walk, but it may be that Dongwu's situation has become more pressing. The Dongying people are attacking desperately these days.

"How did you come in, obviously..." The entire Donghua City was besieged

"Ms. Ben is naturally talented." Zhuang Wentao felt his heart skip a beat when he saw the little girl in front of him who was obviously very concerned about her appearance.

"The world is chaotic now, don't take risks, let's go"

"Where are you going?" Cao Hongying asked, tilting her head

"Take you home" Although the voice was very low, Cao Hongying still heard it, with a bright smile on her dusty face

after seven days

Zhuang Xun finally captured Dongwu completely. After letting Jiang's army guard Dongwu, Zhuang Xun led a team of soldiers and horses to Donghua City. The food and grass for the attack were insufficient, and deserters had already appeared.

"I heard that Uncle Zhuang sent a letter saying that Dongwu has been taken back?"

"Yeah, Dad said he'll be home in a few days, and the war on our side will probably be over by then." Zhuang Wentao's face was no longer as serious as before, showing a little relief

"The entire Northeast, once Dongwu has been recovered, and Donghua is under control, it will be easy to recover other places." Standing on the city wall, Jiang Ying said, looking at the exhausted Dongying army below.

"I plan to buy a small building with a yard after I leave the Northeast, so that my parents can take care of themselves..."

"Then you go to the northwest to be my villager!" Cao Hongying suddenly appeared behind them

"That's good, that's good, Wen Tao, you seem to have escaped!" Fang Han joked with a smile

"When the time comes, I invite you all to have a wedding wine." Cao Hongying took Zhuang Wentao's arm. Unlike the western curly hair that is popular now, Cao Hongying used a hollow butterfly that was about to fly to hold up her long hair, shining in the sun.

"This hairpin is very unique, where did you buy it? Miss Cao" Jiang Ying asked

"This, my father gave me a birthday present. It is very beautiful. It is said that there is only one person in the world who has such a handicraft. You can buy it if you want." Cao Hongying touched the butterfly hairpin on her head as she said.

"Really? If I want to do it, where can I find the hairpin maker?" Jiang Ying showed a very interested look

"I don't know about that. It is said that your master from Beiting City did it." Cao Hongying shook her head

"Oh, Beiting City, I have to go back and inquire about it."

"What, Xiaoying has a girl he likes?" Zhuang Wentao looked at Jiang Ying

"That's not true, but you can prepare first and give it to our young marshal as a dowry." Jiang Ying looked at Fang Han with a troubled look

"No, no, it's not bad for you to keep your own belt." Fang Han was covering up the smile on the corner of his mouth with his fist, probably thinking of Jiang Ying's appearance in women's clothing

However, Jiang Ying secretly pinched the soft flesh around his waist, and Fang Han's expressionless face almost twisted when he pinched it.

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"Are you thinking about that hairpin?" Fang Han looked at Jiang Ying's quiet face under the candlelight

"Yeah, the craftsmanship of the hairpin should only be made by the craftsmen of the former royal family, but I have never brought it before seeing my mother. I only saw it after she came to Donghua." Jiang Ying recalled whether there was any hairpin between the two people what's the difference

"There should be quite a few craftsmen from the former royal family in Beiting now, but it's just a coincidence that the hairpins worn by Miss Cao and mother are exactly the same. Is it because Marshal Cao went to Beiting?"

"What can Cao Lin go to Beiting, go to Beiting to test? And is Ms. Cao really just running around for love?" Jiang Ying felt that Northwest might have something to do.

"The army of Dongying will probably receive the news of Dongwu's fall tomorrow. We will leave for Jiangnan the day after tomorrow and leave Vice General Zhao here to handle the follow-up handover."

"Okay, the Dongying people's arms are enough for us to recover the Northeast, then let Vice General Zhao contact Dad to recover the Northeast." Jiang Ying nodded