Zhou Simin was having a social gathering at the banquet with a smile.

As a side room that has been in the school for more than three years, she has a sister starting today.

Sister, of course, is not the real sister. This sister is the sister who needs her to kneel down to greet her.

Under Zhou Simin's smile, there was pain and guilt. What was guilty was that she finally had the heavy trust of her cousin who was far away in Yingtian Mansion.

She saw the congratulatory gift from the envoy who brought to Wu Zheng.

A sunset with dark red sunset.

Look at the sky at dawn and the clouds at dusk. I miss you when I walk, and I miss you when I sit.

Zhou Simin said secretly, Princess, I miss you too.

Unfortunately, when Zhou Simin saw Wu Zheng, he just glanced at him and asked someone to put it away.

Husband, don’t you understand the princess’s intentions?

At this moment, Zhou Simin aimed at Wu Xiaomei, who was greeting relatives and friends.

Zhou Simin had a premonition that this sister-in-law might not be her sister-in-law.

She also knew Wu Xiaomei's life experience, and also knew that Wu Xiaomei had promised to marry Wu Zheng in Yingtian Mansion.

Although I don’t know what Qian Jinxuan said to Wu Xiaomei that day, it can be seen from Wu Xiaomei’s expression when she came back that Qian Jinxuan must have promised something to Wu Xiaomei.

Thinking of this, Zhou Simin felt another kind of pain in her heart.

....

Where is Wu Zheng?

As the groom, Wu Zheng was in the small gray building behind the mansion.

It’s not that Wu Zheng is a scumbag, and he has to come to another side room on the wedding night.

It wasn't Wu Zheng who was considerate enough to comfort the heart of another injured girl on the wedding night.

But Changlin Wei finally heard the first news about Shen Zhiyuan and the others.

In other words, Changlin Wei finally got a direct contact with Shen Zhiyuan and the others.

This is very important.

More importantly, nine words - the first day of June, Jingjiang, 180,000.

It is Shen Zhiyuan's handwriting, which is certain.

Wu Zheng smiled and said, what should come, finally came.

When leaving Xiaohuilou, Wu Zheng hugged Mo Yiqing, wiped away the tears from her face, and encouraged him: "You did a good job, I'm very satisfied."

....

The next morning, Qian Sule hurriedly left Hangzhou and returned to the capital.

The Hangzhou Wei, which has been stationed in Wusong, was quickly mobilized and advanced westward to Jiangyin.

The Zhoushan navy, the first emperor of the Dynasty, moved west slowly.

Zhang Mingzhen's Wusong Navy suspended training to prevent Chongming waters.

Lihaiwei Chen Sheng's troops were urgently transferred to Songjiang Prefecture.

Three days later.

Liao Zhongping's troops, who had just returned to Beijing, were ordered to go east to Changzhou Prefecture and standby.

The storm is about to come and the wind fills the building.

This is a battle of loyalty, but it is also an inevitable war.

Wu Zheng planned to use this war to achieve at least three years of peaceful development.

However, whether you can achieve your wish depends on God's will.

....

May 28, night.

Prince Rui's mansion, the residence of the regent of the Qing Dynasty.

In the backyard study room.

The lights are brightly lit, but there are no traces outside the house.

Inside the house, Shen Zhiyuan, who was already Dorgon’s son-in-law, was drinking a drink with his father-in-law.

Although it was a small drink, I had been drinking for three rounds.

"Zhiyuan, you will lead your army to the war tomorrow. Let's go here tonight. Go back early to rest. Don't miss the battle tomorrow."

"yes."

"I will still have government affairs tomorrow, so I won't send it to you."

"yes."

"Don't compete for merit with Prince Ajige. Be more restrained in everything. In fact, as long as you win, your military achievements are indispensable. Just imagine, Ajige cannot make progress in more than a year, and you will win as soon as you go. This... is enough."

"yes."

Chen Zhiyuan responded to the three "yes" and stood up and bowed and said he was leaving.

However, when you walked to the door, you suddenly heard Dorgon say coldly: "Before you left, do you have nothing to say to me?"

Chen Zhiyuan froze, and after counting breaths, he slowly turned around, "The son-in-law didn't expect that he would say anything to his father-in-law... I'd like to ask his father-in-law to make a clear statement."

Dorgon sneered and said, "It's been more than half a year, but you can't let go of the boy from the south? I treat you like this and marry your beloved daughter to you. I can't even cover you up, my heart and soul?"

Chen Zhiyuan was covered in cold sweat. He was so slick that he could no longer speak at this moment.

The atmosphere solidified to the extreme.

Both of them stopped talking, Dorgon just stared at Chen Zhiyuan's face gloomyly. No one knew whether Dorgon would suddenly order to kill someone in the next moment!

A candle flower suddenly burst out with a soft sound.

Dorgon restrained his fierce look and said lightly: "Do you really think that things are done seamlessly? Chen Mingxia is just my dog. You have recommended it to me several times, and I fulfill your wishes. In this way, you think that I really believe in Chen Mingxia? You are wrong, dogs are dogs after all!"

Chen Zhiyuan slowly raised his head, looked at Dorgon, and said calmly: "I have done it, and it depends on the prince's will. But I don't think this is wrong. People live in this world and do something, but I just did what I should do."

Dorgon didn't expect that Chen Zhiyuan would say a few words at this time. He laughed in anger, "So, what you said to me before is perfunctory?"

Chen Zhiyuan looked directly at Dorgon and said, "Half is true, half is false!"

"What's true? What's false?"

"It is true to help the prince fight against the emperor, but it is false to help the prince go south."

"This is the truth." Dorgon joked, "The Southern Barbarians are indeed clever."

"This is wrong. Zhiyuan admits to being treacherous, but whether it is Han or Manchu, there are treacherous people and upright people. Zhiyuan only believes in one sentence in his life, repaying kindness with virtue and complaining with righteousness. Wu Zheng is my brother, and I can't watch him ruin his hard work for several years!"

Dorgon sneered, swung his right hand in the air, and put a beautiful circle in the air with his sleeve. His posture was really grand.

"What a pity, you were still wrong after all. Do you know where your mistakes are?"

"Please give me advice."

"You should know that the loyalty of you two has always been something the court has worried and wary of, including this king."

Chen Zhiyuan nodded and said, "This is natural, not difficult to understand."

"But why do you believe Yue Le's casual words?"

Chen Zhiyuan suddenly became creepy.

Dorgon ignored it and said, "This time I send troops south is fully responsible. Yue Le is indeed a clan relative, but he is the emperor's person. In addition, he will accompany you to Mongolia to quell the rebellion this time. The war to go south has nothing to do with him. Why should I let him know the specific arrangements for the war to go south?"

Chen Zhiyuan's face looked like earth, and he had already tricked Wu Zheng.

Dorgon sighed: "You are still too young after all!"

Chen Zhiyuan suddenly turned around and ran towards the door.

"Do you think you can run out?" Dorgon didn't raise his eyes.

Chen Zhiyuan withdrew his raised foot, turned around to face Dorgon again, and suddenly smiled, "I just feel anxious to pee."

"Go." Dorgon waved his hand casually.
Chapter completed!