Zhan Shilang: "The Dongtai Shilang in Menxia Province."

"Uncle Wei?" Mrs. Chu asked again, "Is it the meaning of a saint?"

Zhan Shilang was noncommittal: "I didn't say it explicitly...... In the afternoon, he was ordered to go to the household department to run errands, and he also mentioned this matter...... Now no one knows that Wei Shuyi, the waiter of Dongtai, is more and more relied on by the saints, and the weight of his voice is only under Ma Linggong."

In other words, Wei Shuyi's words can be heard as a saint at some times.

Preparing for military salaries is also a matter of doing it, and it is nothing more than dividing it into priorities - after the early dynasty, according to the meaning of their household Shangshu, they may have to deal with the military salary reminder of the Korean Gong Li Xian first, after all, this reminder was sent back with the good news, and the attitude of the Sacred Heart of Great Joy in the early dynasty is also obvious.

But in the afternoon, that Wei Shilang came in person, mentioned the military salary of Jiangdu, and elaborated on the distinction between the important and the serious: "...... It is said that naval warfare is different from land warfare, for example, once a soldier goes to sea, he will not return for many days, and the requirements for timely coordinated storage of grain and grass are higher. Another thing is that the sea will soon get cold after autumn, and the soldiers on the sea will have to spend the winter earlier than those on the shore, so it is necessary to prepare cotton clothes and other cold things in advance, otherwise the ......war will be delayed."

Zhan Shilang roughly repeated, and said, "After leaving our household department, that Wei Shilang seems to have gone to the military department again......

It's probably also for the replenishment of Jiangdu's armaments.

In short, since Wei Shilang, who largely represents the emperor's heart, has spoken, their household department does not say how to give priority to the salary of the Jiangdu army, and it is indispensable to think more and be more attentive.

In the officialdom, when money and food are in short supply, there are people everywhere urging military salaries, and it is one thing for someone in the court to help and keep an eye on it, and it is another thing for no one to help keep an eye on it.

"This Wei Zigu ......" Mrs. Chu pondered for a while, and thought in a low voice, "The old man has been looking at it recently, but it is quite pleasing to the eye."

According to him, Wei Shuyi's actions today may not be the empress's signal, or it may not be all the empress's signal...... It's more like using the status of a close minister of the Son of Heaven to help him with his students?

But he looked at it coldly over the years, this young man with full of physical and mental eyes acted exquisitely but without leakage, and he was the best at figuring out the emperor's heart, and he was clearly not a person who would take the initiative to take care of things...... Why did he go against the norm this time and take the initiative to help his students?

This son has nothing to do, but he is afraid that he will steal it if he is not a woman...... What do you want to "steal" is a question worth thinking about.

Mrs. Chu thought about it, only to hear Zhan Shilang try to ask, "Why did the teacher suddenly care about the military salary in Jiangdu? But what is the most important implication that the students did not think of?"

The teacher doesn't want to do his own official business, and he will never come to ask them about the official business of the household department for no reason...... What is it that involves asking the teacher to ask him to come out and speak?

Mrs. Chu glanced at him: "The old man cares about his students, can't he?"

Zhan Shilang was stunned when he heard this, and after coming back to his senses, he almost shed tears of emotion - in vain, he had already imagined many interests in a short moment, but he didn't think that what really made the teacher worry was just him Zhan Mian!

For the first time in his life, Zhan Shilang experienced the taste of being favored by the teacher, and said with emotion and shame: "The teacher is already so tired, how can the student be so virtuous, how can the teacher be so concerned......

These days, the pain of bringing dolls and losing hair has disappeared in an instant.

The poor, emaciated, and bald Zhan Shilang looked like a child who had finally gained the attention of his elders, and said with red eyes and shame, "Don't tell you the truth, teacher, when the students came up, they were still worried that you were going to scold people."

Seeing that he was still dead at this age, Mrs. Chu forcibly swallowed back the curse words: "......" is so stupid that it makes it difficult for him to ride a tiger.

Zhan Shilang drank two more cups of tea with joy, and pestered Mrs. Chu for a long time, until Mrs. Chu's few patience showed signs of being exhausted, and Zhan Shilang reined in the precipice, contentedly took the teacher's preference, and left with a belly of tea.

……

When the sky was about to get dark, Wei Shuyi returned to Zheng Guogong's mansion and, as usual, went to the small Buddha hall first

Incense.

When Uncle Wei arrived, he saw a girl wearing a lilac purple skirt kneeling reverently in front of the Bodhisattva statue, clasping her hands together, and muttering through gritted teeth: "...... Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva, you must make sure that all those thieves die without a place to be buried......

"It's rare to see such a way of praying for blessings that is both aggressive and murderous, and maybe you're more suitable for piercing villains than worshipping Buddha."

Hearing her brother's voice, Wei Miaoqing turned around: "The villain is going to have a birthday, where can I get the birthday of those thieves?"

It's not that she doesn't want to pierce, it's just that the threshold is too high.

"Did you really think about it?" Uncle Wei raised his eyebrows: "In the future, I will not delve into the theories of these witches, demons, ghosts and gods."

Wei Miaoqing got up from the futon, straightened her skirt and draped it, and then raised her face and said unconvinced: "Brother just asks me to do something, I don't believe in ghosts and gods, why don't you start with my brother?"

Uncle Wei smiled and looked at the Buddha statue, "...... Naturally, it's because my brother can't do it."

Fear of ghosts is the biggest weakness given to him by his mother.

Wei Miaoqing didn't know what was entangled, and sighed: "I think my brother just can't do it without worrying about Chang Niangzi, right?" In the past, when the lady was not on the battlefield, she would never see her brother offering incense and praying for blessings every day."

Wei Shuyi didn't defend himself, he only went to light incense.

"Brother, how can you just be incense, Chang Niangzi is not a Bodhisattva, how can she know your mind?" Wei Miaoqing hated iron and said loudly: "Brother, these hands don't only know incense, but also write a letter."

Although she had already carried her uncompetitive brother down in her heart before, she blamed Chang Niangzi for being too good, and she couldn't help but want to bring her brother back to give it a try!

While complaining that the dice in his hand are not angry, he always wants to open another one - on top of this matter, Wei Miaoqing has a lot of the shadow of a gambler on his body.

And at this moment, the dice in her eyes that were only a little open finally showed signs of turning around-

When Wei Shuyi lit the incense, he said in a soft voice, "It's time for me to write a letter to her."

It's not that he doesn't want to write to "her", but he hasn't been able to muster up the courage.

But this time, Dongluo may have the possibility of besieging her with the Japanese soldiers, she is in the middle of the battle, and she is bent on resisting the Japanese invaders, and there may be something missing...... He thought he needed to write to her to remind her to take notice.

Whether it's "her" or "him", in such a situation, the battle situation and her safety are the most important.

When Uncle Wei was writing a letter in his study, Changji walked in from outside, holding five or six books in his hand, saying that the girl had asked someone to send them.

"Put it down." Wei Shuyi paused slightly and raised his eyes to look over.

Because his sister has been talking about copying books recently, he also knows where they come from, these books are related to "her", and she would rather be suspicious of the emperor and blamed by the ministers, but also leave a bright spark for students in Jiangdu and the world.

Time seemed to slow down to her suddenly, and to this day, he often couldn't imagine how she had managed to do so much in such a short period of time.

The exuberant vitality and vigorous vitality in her body are amazing to look up to, although her origin is extraordinary...... However, judging from the old things he has learned about His Royal Highness the former Crown Prince over time, "she" is extraordinary and extraordinary, not just innate.

In those years that he had not touched, "she" had already calcined the most high-spirited and fearless soul in the scorching war.

Perhaps, he shouldn't have used her gender to bind everything about her...... It's just that how to place his mind is still unclear.

Wei Shuyi carefully folded the letter paper, stuffed it into the envelope, and sealed the lamp, moving slowly but silently and attentively.

After doing all this, the young man handed the envelope out: "Let people secretly send it to the Jiangdu army."

"Yes!" Changji took it with blazing eyes, and his movements were extraordinarily capable.

Uncle Wei looked at the back of his subordinates who withdrew suspiciously, this level of excitement, I don't know how exciting I thought he had received some errand to save the common people.

Changji's excitement is for a reason, during this period of time, he only needs to think of Cui Yuanxiang in Jiangdu Chang Niangzi Army

When you do the right thing, you will feel anxious, and you will feel uneasy about being thrown out.

At the beginning, Cui Yuanxiang also wrote a letter to show off to him, and his hateful face was vividly displayed between the lines.

Ming people don't say dark words, he can see that Cui Yuanxiang is showing off to him that Cui Dadu is now closer to Chang Niangzi, and his family Langjun is invincible everywhere.

Chang Ji couldn't swallow this breath, but his own Lang Jun was not angry, so he waited for Lang Jun to write a letter to Chang Niangzi today, why didn't he get excited?

Did he take the letter? It is clearly a bargaining chip that is still expected to compete with Cui Yuanxiang!

Changji walked out of the courtyard quickly, and didn't go far when he met Duan's envoy with a lantern, so he stepped aside and saluted: "Madam."

As he bowed his head, Changji smelled the incense in the air.

It seems that the lady has just come from the temple...... Every day, Langjun, the girl and the lady take turns to make incense, and he can't imagine how busy the Bodhisattva must be.

"What are you going to do at this hour?" Duan saw the envelope in Changji's hand and asked.

"Mrs. Hui, Lang Jun will ask his subordinates to arrange for someone to deliver the letter." Changji gave up his hand again in reply, and the letterhead in his hand was changed to the front of the envelope facing outward-

Duan subconsciously leaned closer, took a closer look, and saw that the front of the envelope was impressively written with the words "Chang Thorn Shi Qinqi".

Nagayoshi seemed to notice her gaze and quickly withdrew his hand.

Not gossiping and talking is Lang Jun's biggest requirement for him - he doesn't gossip in front of his wife.

But when did the lady become so calm that she didn't even hide her mouth and exclaim with joy?

Not only was Duan not happy, but even waved his hand with a slight evasion: "Then let's go."

After speaking, he walked away quickly with the female envoy.

Changji glanced at it and concluded that his wife must have secretly exclaimed in his heart.

This is indeed the case, but the content of the exclamation is different-

Why remind her? Why should she be reminded again of the ridiculous past when she once dared to let His Highness be her daughter-in-law?

That's Your Highness!

What the hell is she dreaming of!

She didn't dare to think about what His Highness should have been in at that time, and what kind of mood he was looking at her!

Duan closed his eyes, trying to stuff these memories back into the cracks in the ground—at least one of the memories and her had to stay in the cracks.

She had never been so desperate for amnesia, so she sent to the Rejuvenation Pavilion to ask for a feasible way.

"Why did Mother come here late at night?"

In the hall, in the face of his son's puzzled eyes, Duan waved his hand and retreated.

Seeing his mother's posture, Wei Shuyi knew what topic she was going to talk about, and he felt a chill in his back for a while, and the existence of the ice basin in the hall was redundant, and he could replace it.

「…… Zigu, you are more well-informed, you said Sui Ning...... Your Highness, can she really resist the Japanese army?" Duan's eyes were full of anxiety and said, "When I just put on the incense, one of the incense sticks became darker and darker the more it burned, and it fell crooked halfway through! What a good sign will this be?"

Facing his mother's suspicious and nervous appearance, Wei Shuyi said as calmly as possible, "The battle is won or lost...... No one could have predicted."

Duan Shi grabbed the handkerchief and got anxious, and after hesitating for a while, he said, "That'...... Then I'll go to the river!"

「…… What did my mother do when she went to Jiangdu?"

The corners of Duan's eyes were slightly red: "Your Highness finally came back...... I'm afraid I won't get a chance to talk to her, and I'll never get to see her again!"

Although she was afraid, it was not another ghost, it was His Highness.

Wei Shuyi: "Since my mother believes in cause and effect, it is not appropriate for her to say such unlucky things."

"Yes......!" Duan nodded nervously, but shook his head again: "No, I'm not cursing His Highness, I'm just ...... I'm just afraid that I won't survive the triumph of His Highness!"

Saying this shouldn't affect His Highness anything, right?

"......" Uncle Wei's eyes gradually changed as he looked at his mother, and he tried to ask, "Why does Mother care so much about His Royal Highness the First Prince?"

Mother and His Royal Highness the former prince have intersections, but not much, and the mother is really good friends with only the eldest princess Chongyue.

Duan's rare awakening: "You still came to test me, didn't I say it earlier, I swore in front of the old man...... You stinky boy, do you wish I had been struck by lightning?"

In the face of his mother's simple and rude refusal and coercion, Wei Shuyi blocked his heart in one breath, but he had no choice but to stop asking, and instead persuaded his mother to be relieved for the time being, not to worry too much about the anti-Japanese war, but also to dispel the unrealistic idea of going to Jiangdu as soon as possible.

After finally appeasing his mother and sending people away, Wei Shuyi stood under the porch and was distracted.

What secrets is my mother keeping for the deceased? The old man in his mother's mouth, is it the eldest princess of Chongyue or the first prince?

Is there another hidden truth behind this astonishing truth?

Wei Shuyi looked up at the night sky, the night was dark, and the gray clouds were cut into pieces by the night wind, surging silently, revealing a treacherous atmosphere.

The clouds were reflected on the surface of the sea, and they were cut again by the shaking water.

"Boss!"

He Wuhu walked quickly to the second floor of the boat and saluted the back of the dark cloak on the side of the railing.