In the evening, Qiaoya warmed Xue Ying's quilt, cleaned it up, and asked, "Miss, then I'll go back." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info You sleep alone, is it really okay?"

"Let's go. Xue Ying was reading a book without raising her head, "I have always slept alone in Ganxiao Temple, what can I do?"

Qiaoya shook her head helplessly, and just opened the door, she found that there was actually a person standing outside.

Xixi nodded to her and stepped into the room.

Xue Ying put down the book, waved her hand to Qiaoya, and asked her to go down first. Then he poured himself a cup of hot water and pushed it over to Xixi: "Sit." ”

Xi Xi sat down and took a sip of his teacup with his frozen hands.

"Have you been to see it?" asked Xue Ying.

Xi Xi nodded and asked, "Why don't you ask me when I'm leaving?" The last time she left suddenly, others were surprised, as if Xue Ying was the only one who was happy to see it, so Xi Xi subconsciously thought that Xue Ying didn't welcome her.

"What is this for?" Xue Ying laughed, "Do you think you're a guest?"

Xixi's calm face showed a rare look of consternation: Isn't it?

There is a huge difference in the brain circuits of the two people, and Xue Ying is also a little helpless: "Broken here, of course you can come back whenever you want, and you are also a 'ideological' adult, so you can go whenever you want." Coming or going, it's not something I can control, and it's not something I should mind about. ”

"Not even a topic worth discussing?"

Xue Ying nodded: "Yes." ”

Xi Xi let out a "heh" and put down the teacup: "Xue Ying, what kind of person are you?"

Xue Ying spread her hands: "What do you say?"

"I can't read you. ”

"Then I can't help you. Xue Ying looked innocent, "I don't understand myself either!"

It wasn't the first time that Xi Xi had seen Xue Ying's ability to gag and shift the focus of the topic, so she decided to go straight to the point: "How do you know about the treasure?"

"Huh?" Xue Ying was stunned, "What treasure?"

Xi Xi was anxious: "Are you pretending to be stupid again?"

"I'm not pretending to be stupid, I don't know. "Xue Ying is really innocent this time," I probably guessed that you estimated that you made a small fortune, but I don't know what it is...... What treasure ......" Looking at Xi Xi's somewhat gloomy face, she asked cautiously, "Is it a lot of money?"

Xi Xi had a cold face: "Yes." ”

"Then I asked you to fully support the Northern Frontier Theater before?"

Xi Xi raised his cold eyes and glared at her: "Food, warm clothes, quilts, these things that can double my wealth in half a year have all been buried by your words." ”

Xue Ying weakly refuted: "It can't be considered a funeral, but I have saved a lot of people." ”

"This is the Murong family's country, why should I cut my flesh and bleed?!" Xi Xi slapped the table. "Besides, if you want to save people, why don't you go to save the people who have been affected by the disaster? The disaster area is also freezing to death and starving to death every day! I have those materials in my hands, at least I can keep down the prices and make those poor people feel better, right? Now it's good, everything is empty, northern Xinjiang is defended, but there are hundreds of thousands of millions of people in the whole country who are starving and freezing, can you get by with your conscience?"

"You mean that the money you originally had was enough to control the price of goods in the country?" Xue Ying was dumbfounded.

Where did this focus go? Xi Xi bit his lip and glared at Xue Ying: "Do you want to change the topic again?"

"No, no, no. Xue Ying hurriedly waved her hand. "So what's going on now? Although I asked you to 'give it your all' back, you should have left it behind, right?"

Xi Xi was so angry with her attitude that she was hurt internally, and she turned her face away and took a few deep breaths before calming down. "According to the clues in Cai Qiang's hands, those corrupt officials and profiteers who can scrape out oil have already been scraped once, and I don't know where to get more supplies next. ”

"It turns out that your purpose in robbing Cai Qiang was this. Xue Ying muttered. Cai Qiang once held the highest position in the disaster area, and the corrupt official and profiteer had the most materials in his hands, and he had an account in his heart, and Xi Xi planned to use him to know where to "scrape" the most scarce grain, cotton cloth and other materials on the market.

In the past, now that he has money and people in his hands, he always has a way to get what he wants. Her purpose is also very simple: now these things are in short supply, the price level has almost reached the top, and after getting the materials from those people, she will sell them directly from the current price, which will definitely make a lot of money.

Although her purpose is also to make money, it is much better than the profiteers who want to continue to stock up and wait for prices to rise further.

But Xue Ying inserted a lever from it, making her plan go down the drain, and it was not surprising that Xi Xi would be so angry. But: "I didn't expect you to be so obedient......"

Xi Xi laughed angrily: "You mean, I shouldn't have listened to you in the first place?"

"No, no. Xue Ying looked cowardly, "What about later, what happened to the disaster area now?"

Xi Xi's expression was complicated: "Some supplies have been returned from northern Xinjiang, and now the situation in the disaster area can barely last, but I'm afraid it won't last long." ”

"It won't last long, how long?"

"In my estimation, it won't last until the beginning of spring. Xi Xi sighed, "But if you want to relieve the disaster area, you have to hold out at least until June next year." According to the current situation, although the northern part of Xinjiang is defended, there will be chaos inside Dagu. ”

"Then ......" Xue Ying hesitated, "What happened before?"

Xi Xi's eyes sank, knowing that this "before" referred to the previous life before she was reborn. "I don't know the specifics, but there was indeed a civil strife at that time, and the thieves were forced outside Anjing for a time. However, the civil unrest soon subsided, and it is said that ...... A lot of people died. She frowned and remembered another thing, "At that time, the main force to quell the civil strife seemed to be the people from the Northern Xinjiang Theater. ”

"How is it possible? Isn't it the Huanglong Theater that is responsible for guarding the perimeter of Anjing City? Besides, the Northern Xinjiang Theater is so far away, and there is a Northern Plains country that is eyeing the North to deal with, how can it still have the strength to come back and quell the civil strife?"

"Could it be that I remembered it wrong?" Xi Xi was also puzzled, and tried to think about it seriously, and then was shocked, "That's right, it was indeed the Northern Xinjiang Theater that was responsible for quelling the chaos at that time, but it was not a ...... the Northern Xinjiang Theater."

Xue Ying was confused by her: "What do you mean?"

"It was the people of the Northern Xinjiang Theater who quelled the war, and those soldiers and soldiers all came back from northern Xinjiang. Xi Xi covered his head and racked his brains, "But when I died, there was no longer a war zone in northern Xinjiang." ”

Xue Ying suddenly had an ominous premonition in her heart.

Xi Xi was a little distracted, and his voice was soft: "I seem to remember." There was an accident in the Northern Xinjiang Theater, and all the soldiers became rogue soldiers, and they suffered heavy casualties in the battle against the anti-thieves, and almost all the troops were wiped out, and since then, the Northern Xinjiang Theater has completely disappeared......"

Xue Ying looked at her with bated breath: "What happened in the Northern Xinjiang Theater?"

Xi Xi seemed to be a little unable to believe his memory, and his expression was very dazed: "Because...... Chuan Shuai is dead......"

"Smack!" The originally silent teacup suddenly exploded and became a pile of slag.