After leaving the palace, Geng Qing did not rush back to Yong'anfang. It was still early, so he asked Dachun to stop the carriage on the street, and went to the nearby food shop to buy some candied fruits, dried fruits, and pastries. He didn't get home until noon.

This courtyard was bought after entering Chang'an. It had been living for nearly two years in a blink of an eye. The emperor ran away and the thief rushed in. A new emperor was born. The former old friend Yu Cong and the chief supervisor Fu had all left. The rest of the people had to continue to shoulder the burden and do what they could.

Early spring has passed and the temperature has warmed up. The walnut trees in the yard have drawn out their tender branches and leaves and swayed gently in the wind, with the breath of spring revival.

Old Man Geng sat in a wheelchair and watched Dou Wei shout at the water cup one after another. When he shook some water stains, he clapped excitedly. Hearing the movement of opening the door, he turned around and came in with a large string of snacks wrapped in oil paper, saying that he would buy some unusable things, and let Qiao Niang take them over.

Wang Jinqiu looked over from the kitchen, and Geng Qing smiled and handed the things to the little girl, calling everyone in the courtyard.

"Stop the work in your hands first, I have something to tell you."

Qiao Niang put the snacks on the table and diligently moved the chair over, "Sir, sit."

"Yes." Geng Qing shook his robe and sat down on the chair. After a while, the gang members in the building, Bai Yunxiang, Qin Huaimian, Dachun and others came out and surrounded him. Look at me, I look at you, waiting for the next words.

"This morning, I heard the news that Shatuo people in the north are fighting again, and the war in the west is not stable, and the court is going to use troops to Jin." Geng Qing took the tea handed by Qiao Niang with both hands, took a sip, and put it on his palm and put it on his knees. "The troops are ready, and they may set out tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, and I will be the supervisor."

"Nonsense, are you going to the battlefield?" Old Man Geng was the first to disagree. He patted the armrest of the wheelchair and his beards stood up one by one. Going to the battlefield was a military matter. It was hard for his son to wield a hoe. Isn't going to the battlefield going to die?

The woman quickly calmed her husband down, stroking the old man Geng's back and looking at Geng Qing worriedly on her face.

"Can't you go? War is the emperor's business. It doesn't matter how many people die, just be safe." Wang Jinqiu said this, with water stains in his eyes and his voice choked.

The surrounding gang members also agreed. Geng Qing was the backbone. What should he do if he went to the battlefield? They were not soldiers in the army and could not follow him. At most, there were a few guards who could follow him. However, the battlefield was without eyes, which was much more dangerous than fighting in the martial arts world.

"Yes, sir, please stay. What's the role there can be? Qi State is already a rebel, and if it is destroyed, it will be destroyed. If the emperor dies, we still applaud."

"If you want me to say it, just follow the rebellion and catch them off guard!"

Geng Qing looked at them talking, raised his hand and pressed it softly, and then calmed down. He glanced at everyone, "Hehe... I haven't done it before as a military supervisor, let alone the emperor promoted me to an official position, Minister of War, this is the real power to hold troops in the future... In fact, I also intend to go to Jin to be a military supervisor. It is not convenient to tell you what happened. It is a matter of your own concern for you, but I decided to make a decision. This trip is inevitable."

After he finished speaking, he got up from the chair and left, took a few steps, stopped slightly, and turned his face to the side.

"Don't worry, Dou Wei is taking care of him at home. Then you will find two of you to go with me to see what it feels like to have a real battlefield. The quota is limited, so those who want to go tell Dou Wei."

Bai Yunxiang pursed her lips and said nothing. Seeing Qiao Niang wanting to speak, she grabbed her and shook her head. Old Man Geng, who was beside her, sighed, "Zhuzi is this stubborn temper."

"It's not up to you."

Wang Jinqiu glared at her husband, walked to the kitchen, and greeted everyone to have dinner.

After dinner, the yard seemed quieter than before. Everyone didn't say much. Occasionally, they just huddled in the corner and muttered twice. Geng Qing put down the bowls and chopsticks to remind them not to think about anything. He turned around and walked to the attic. The lights were on in his room. Qin Huaimian sat at the desk, flipping through some books. When he saw Geng Qing coming in, he quickly got up.

The faint expression finally became worried when the two were alone, and said, "This is also a part of your plan? It's really a bit risky. If you are not careful, you will be seized and die outside."

On the other side, Geng Qing took off his coat and hung it on the rack, tilted his head slightly, and smiled.

"It is indeed a bit dangerous, but it is impossible for you and me to defeat Huang Chao, who has hundreds of thousands of thieves, to rely on conspiracy and tricks, to be able to do so, at this time, the sword may be effective."

He paused for a moment, walked to the table, and looked at the swaying candlelight.

"......I also want to stand at the peak when I was young and see what kind of scenery it was. In my heart, I also have the idea of ​​competing with the heroic people in the world."

In the candlelight, Qin Huaimian's eyes were bright. He was a scholar, so he naturally had this kind of heroism in his heart. He could compete with heroes in the world. Even if he died, he could comfort his life.

"Since Brother Geng is sure, then go. I will do my best to wait for you in the city with Jiuyu!"

"Don't set up a flag, just do it, hurry up and go back."

Geng Qing waved his hand, joked with him for a few words, and pushed the person out of the door. After the scholar left, he returned to his desk, picked up the book and looked through two pages, then picked up the brush, dipped it ink, and took out the previous plan from the drawer to fill in some possible accidents.

The sound of the updater's "bangbang" sounded outside. Just as he was about to put down his pen, the door behind him opened creakingly, and the woman pushed the door in, embroidered shoes gently stepped on the floor. When a faint fragrance blew, Bai Yunxiang hugged Geng Qing's shoulders and neck from behind, and her delicate red lips pressed against the man's ears.

He let out a breath of heat, and his voice called charmingly: "Uncle~~"

She sat down on Geng Qing's legs and leaned in her warm arms. As the top brand in the brothel back then, Bai Yunxiang knew how to please a man.

She knew how much pressure the young man, who was a few years younger than her, was under. As a vine that relied on the big tree, he could do what he knew to please and comfort him. In a short time, he would go to the battlefield and not know when he would come back.

Geng Qing had almost no words, and he didn't need to say anything. He picked up the woman horizontally and walked to the bed and threw it in. The embroidered shoes fell off one side when they fell.

The candlelight swayed, reflecting the two silhouettes of the figures lying and standing in front of the window blended into one.

Only the night in the yard was quiet, and the night insects were chirping.
Chapter completed!