Zhao Jin'er nodded, "I know. He often wrote superstitions in the army and asked me for this recipe."

"That's good. I'll write to my second brother and ask him to rush it to the capital eight hundred miles away."

"What happened?"

"Wanduo and the others want to do something on March 3rd."

Zhao Jin'er was shocked, "Ah!"

After a sudden heartbeat, Zhao Jin'er calmed down and asked, "What should we do?"

Qin Muxiu hesitated for a moment. The scene in his previous life was still fresh in his memory. It was still tragic.

He didn't want to scare Zhao Jin'er by saying it.

But Zhao Jin'er asked firmly, "Ms. sir, I don't want to be a canary who knows nothing. Since you are an eagle, then I want to be a Haidongqing who flies by your wings."

Qin Muchiu was stunned for a moment, then touched her head and smiled knowingly.

"Okay, be the Haidongqing flying by my wings. Have you ever heard of wildfires?"

Zhao Jin'er obviously hadn't heard of it and shook his head.

Qin Muxiu said in a simple way, "Do you still remember the kerosene in the back mountain?"

Zhao Jin'er knew that the black liquid was like oil and thicker than oil. The Orion opened his bow and got covered in it and almost died.

I heard that if you light it up, it can burn for a long time.··························

She nodded heavily, "I know."

"Wildfire is something more powerful than kerosene and can explode. King Yan brought several ships of kerosene back from Persia, transported them all into the capital, and hid them in every corner of the underground city."

Zhao Jin'er was so frightened that she covered her mouth.

"Is he crazy! He wants to blow up the entire capital?!"

Qin Muxiu nodded, "They are not crazy, but very smart. Heroes emerge in troubled times, and the quickest way to change dynasties is to create chaos. The more chaos, the better. What can be more chaotic than blowing up the capital? Send troops.

A million dollars may not have this effect.”

"But didn't the entire capital fall?"

"Since ancient times, when a general becomes a general, all his bones are withered, let alone someone who dreams of becoming an emperor. At the pinnacle of power, there are mountains of corpses and seas of blood beneath his feet."

Zhao Jin'er couldn't control herself and began to tremble. She got into Qin Muxiu's arms and said, "Ms. sir, I don't want the world to be in chaos. Things are so good now. The people live and work in peace and contentment. We can also do things that are beneficial to the people. Why can't it continue?

"

Qin Muxiu put his arms around her and said, "Don't be afraid. As long as I'm here, the world will not be in chaos. If I write a letter now, it's still not too late."

Zhao Jin'er wanted to accompany him to the study, but looked back at her sleeping daughter, but she didn't dare to leave, "Then you come back early, I'll wait for you."

Qin Muxiu understood, "I'll get the paper and pen and write here."

Zhao Jin'er knew that he was here to accompany her, and her heart warmed, "Okay."

Qin Peng, who was at the foot of Black Wind Mountain, felt a little strange when he received this letter from his family.

He didn't know that Qin Muxiu had recovered his memory, so Qin Muxiu was still cold and unfamiliar to him.

How could such a cold and unfamiliar brother write such a letter home for no reason, just to tell him that Xiaorongfang's full moon will be in seven days and ask him if he has time to go back and have full moon wine.
Chapter completed!