The king laughed and talked to Bumubutai after returning to the Wang family, but others didn't know what he had.

It is said that it is not necessary for others to know the content of the conversation between the man and the woman, but many people in the Chu Dynasty officialdom were very concerned about it...

"On the fifth day of the lunar month, I saw King Jin return to the Wang family after returning to the city."

"Shh, how can such a secret matter be said randomly?"

"Confidential? I just saw it on the street..."

"Do you know what that means?"

"It means that King Jin has returned home after the New Year?"

"Idiot, have you heard the rumbling sounds outside the city these days? Kou Zizhong was obsessed with the firearms, which shows that the war has not stopped, and the warriors are still eager to expand their territory."

"Who is Kou Zizhong?"

"It was Tang Laosan who raised the enemy's self-respecting force. He first let Le Yue run away and then Li Rujing run away. In fact, the one who lost the most among the second-rank military generals of the Great Chu."

"Speak quietly."

"What are you afraid of? I'm not alone. I'll ask you, do you think you want to attack Liao next?"

"It must be to attack Liao, but I don't know when it will be attacked."

"Don't you understand King Jin? He can wait until this autumn harvest at most."

"Seize the day, seize the day."

"Since you want to attack Liao, Mongolia is the key. Look, in the past, the King of Jin celebrated the New Year outside the city, and he was still lingering after the Lantern Festival, but this year he returned to Beijing early and went to the Wang family to meet that person as soon as he returned..."

"The King of Jin only lingers outside the city last year, right? Why is it the past year?"

"I don't know what I'm going to say yet? The most important thing in the court next is to break down the Manchuria-Mongolian alliance, or even to attack the Qing Dynasty. But what strategy is for the Mongolian tribes, whether to win over or suppress, it is related to border trade, missions, education and other matters, and it is related to our future. And these depend on how the King of Jin and who is talking to him. This matter is crucial and not a secret?"

"This...is just a woman, how important can it be?"

"It doesn't matter? Then how do you think the Later Jin Dynasty was managed by two generations so that Manchuria became a family? Do you rely on a prayer?"

...

Two young officials here were chatting, but they didn't expect a slight sound from the bookshelf behind them.

The two of them were startled and turned around and saw Wang Yan sitting up awkwardly.

"Wang... Lord Wang, have you not yet gone to the yamen? You... you used to be... just..."

"Mr. Wang, have you heard it?"

"No, no." Wang Xi waved his hands repeatedly, and saw that the two of them were still full of horror, and said again: "Don't worry, I won't tell Tang Jie that you called him "Kou Zizhong" privately."

If they didn't want to say this, the two of them turned pale even more.

Wang Qi didn't know how to comfort them, so he smiled embarrassedly, got up and walked away, leaving the two colleagues behind him looking at each other in surprise.

"He won't say it, right?"

"What are we afraid of, we didn't say anything."

"But Kou respects that..."

"Don't be afraid, look at the mattress under the bookshelf. He hides here to sleep. If he dares to speak out, then everyone will be done together."

~~

Wang Yan went down to the yamen and returned home, and when he entered the gate, he heard the little girl crying again.

Even though he doesn't like to meddle in other people's business, he feels that he can't let Meng Guqing and Wang Sisi make trouble like this.

In the past, I was just a quarrel, but now someone is crying, and I don’t know if the fight starts.

Wang Qi thought about this and turned the pavilion and path, and saw Meng Guqing, Wang Sisi and Qing'er hugging each other and crying.

"You... have a fight? You haven't separated yet."

However, no one paid attention to Wang Yan.

Meng Guqing cried and said, "I won't go back to Korqin! I won't go back to Korqin... Woo woo... Sier, Qing'er, I don't want to leave..."

"Wuwu...I don't call me Qing'er, I call me Qing'er...Wuwu..."

"Korqin has nothing... nothing... and you don't accompany me..."

"Meng Guqing...you don't leave, okay?"

“…”

Wang Qi shook his head, feeling that these three girls' movies were getting more and more agile.

——No wonder my father and uncle were too lazy to care about them. When Zhu's second brother came back, he saw that his daughter was raised like this, and he didn't know how much anger he would get.

But when he walked back to the yard, he couldn't help but think in his mind.

As he recalled the words he heard today, he felt that the officials were right.

"On the fifth day of the lunar month, uncle and brother Zhen returned to the old house in Fangshan, but Brother Xiao saw the female emperor as soon as he came back. Now he sent Meng Guqing back to Korqin... It seems that the battle to conquer Liaodong has probably begun."

Bipiao came out of the room and asked, "What are you talking about?"

"Just just saw Sisi and Meng Guqing hugging each other and crying, I just thought they were strange. How could they still be reluctant to quarrel every day now?"

Wang Qi turned his head and saw that Bi Piao was also red in his eyes.

He couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with you?"

"A child who has been together for so long is going to travel far, aren't he reluctant to leave?"

Wang Qian was speechless, scratched his head and sat down, thinking that he was the only one who felt happy.

He spread out the booklet of writing his diary, grindled ink, pondered, and murmured to himself, "What are you remembering?"

The diary has not been written for a long time. I thought of the experience of the Southwest group, the words that Tianwang laughed, and the relationship between Meng Guqing, a foreign child, at home...

That night, when Bipiao came in with a candlelight, she saw Wang Qi still writing at her desk.

"My husband encountered many things today, but he remembered them for so long?"

"No, I just slept in the yamen today, and nothing else."

Wang Qi said, sighing: "However, although there is nothing wrong today, when you look back, you have many experiences in your life, and you can also sort them out. Bier, didn't I say I want to write a book and write a biography? I suddenly decided tonight to write down the experience of the period from peace in the world to chaos in the world, and then from chaos to rule.

Although I am not as thought-provoking as Mr. Sun, Mr. Hu, and my elder brother, I may be able to remind some people that the days of peace and peace come from it. When Liaodong is pacified, others can see from here that foreign tribes can get along well, which is better than sleeping in the yamen."

Bipiao looked at him and saw that Wang Qi looked a little like a talented man when he was holding the pen.

Wang Xiang said again: "And so, there are many things that can be used to my previous diary, which saves a lot of effort. Then I will take a look at Brother Xiao and explain the principles I just said. Wouldn't you resign? Do you know? It will soon be war again. If I don't resign, if I am sent to Liaodong or even Mobei, I will be dying of hardship. What do you think the principles I just said? Can Brother Xiao agree to resign? "

Bipiao was stunned again. After taking the booklet written by Wang Qi, he saw that he could understand the things on it.

"When I was young, I didn't like to read and had superficial knowledge, so I could only tell the things that happened over the years. If something could inspire future generations, it would not be in vain... In December of the first year of Yanguang, I was born in a wine-selling house in Qingshuifang, the capital. The next year, I had a cousin, who was born, and the later famous King of Jin..."

Bi Piao said: "My husband, you write so vernacularly."

"Yes, Brother Xiao likes vernacular." Wang Yun said: "Resigning from office is one purpose, and letting more people understand it is also one purpose. This is called lowering the threshold for learning, and it is all for the good of the world."

Under the candlelight, Bipiao looked at Wang Huan and felt that his husband had become much more mature.

"My husband, I always dress up as a talented man tonight?"

Wang Qi turned his head and looked at it. When he saw his wife's admiration, his heart moved, but he put down his pen.

"Let's go to the book tomorrow..."
Chapter completed!