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"Qian Wan!" Qin Mu leaned against a pine tree beside the mountain path. The mountain breeze blew, the pine trees made waves, and the summer coolness penetrated his light clothes.
Perhaps there was a divine will in the dark. Today in Huagai Palace, because of the issue of Qian Wan's writing not being included in the Qin History, he felt a little annoyed and came to Qixia Mountain inexplicably.
Unexpectedly, the man I divorced in a fit of anger a few years ago actually lives in Qixia Mountain.
The one who came out from the hermitage in the mountains was Qian Wan.
Through the bamboo grove beside the mountain path, Qin Mu, who was already a little drunk, watched quietly. She had a rolled-up book in her hand, and was wearing a white gauze flowered shirt and a pink skirt with daffodil flowers and green leaves. She looked more mature than before, and no longer had that domineering feeling as before.
She took the book and sat on the swing beside the bamboo fence, opening the book to read. The mountain breeze gently blew the hair on her forehead. This feeling made Qin Mu feel very strange. He was almost not sure that this was the Qian Wan from the past.
Purple-blue morning glories were blooming on the bamboo fence. Under the shade of a crabapple tree, a hen was clucking, and several chicks were vying to peck at the insects that the hen had put up.
Qian Wan, who was disturbed by the noise, raised the book in her hand, drove the hen with her chicks out of the fence, and continued to read. At this time, the maid named Xiaolian came out of the house and brought out a small table with a tea tray and a teapot on it.
"Miss, the tea is ready."
"Leave it there for now."
"Miss, would you like some incense?"
"It's windy outside, and fumigating is useless. Stop bothering me and go see if the mushrooms behind the house have grown. I'll make mushroom chicken soup for Dad tonight."
"Yes, ma'am."
Qin Mu leaned against the pine tree and watched silently for a while, muttering softly, "The mountain air is gloomy and I come out to carry a hoe. I have just divided the melon seeds and picked the vegetables. I am tired and lie down in front of the peony flowers. The pigeons are calling over the thatched cottage in the rain."
This poem is full of the leisurely charm of mountain life. Qin Mu didn't know whether it was written by Qian Wan.
But he knew that Qian Wan could write poetry. She was from Qian Qianyi's branch, a typical family of scholars, with a long family history, and she could indeed write poetry.
Looking back, Qin Mu was so angry that he vomited blood because of the poem "My beloved is a genius, why is he sent back year after year? Now I am ashamed of your face, if you come, please come near night."
"Your Majesty..."
"Be quiet and go."
Qin Mu glanced at Qian Wan again and turned away. He had no love or hatred for Qian Wan, so he decided not to bother her anymore and let her live a peaceful life.
Li Shi and Niu Wanshan had never seen Qian Wan and did not know that she was his ex-wife. They thought that the emperor had fallen in love with the girl.
Qin Mu brought many guards with him. After passing the bamboo grove, the footsteps startled Qian Wan below. She looked up and saw 20 to 30 strong men. Among them, there was a figure that seemed familiar. Unfortunately, she could only see his back.
She stood up unconsciously and stared blankly for a while until twenty or thirty people disappeared among the woods on the mountain path.
The mountain wind stirs the pine trees, and a midsummer moment dissipates in the mountains. There is a sense of emptiness flowing through the forest, and the morning glory blooms lonely on the fence wall.
Time passes like water, and the years are silent. A touch of dust falls on someone's heart. The mountain wind blows through the treetops, as if the echo of time is coming faintly:
White moonlight, somewhere in my heart.
So bright. Yet so cold.
Everyone has a sadness.
The more you try to hide, the more obvious it becomes.
The white moonlight shines on both ends of the sky.
In my heart, but not by my side.
I can’t wipe away the tears you shed at that time.
The road is too long to get back forgiveness.
You are my unspeakable pain.
I want to forget, but I can’t help but recall.
Like exile, stumbling all the way.
Your bondage cannot be released.
The white moonlight shines on both ends of the sky.
The more fulfilled you are, the lonelier you feel.
The tears in the memories can’t be wiped away.
The road is too long, how to compensate.
You are my unspeakable pain.
I want to forget, but I can’t help but recall.
Like exile, stumbling all the way.
Your bondage cannot be released.
White moonlight, somewhere in my heart.
So bright, yet so cold.
Everyone has a sadness.
Want to hide, but growing... ... ... ..
In the outer suburbs of Nanjing, on both sides of Qixia Avenue, farmhouses are interspersed, the sounds of chickens and dogs can be heard, the early rice in the fields is blooming like waves, and streams are flowing quietly beside the fields.
There was a sound of horse hooves coming from afar, and dozens of riders were galloping towards them.
Qin Mu was leaning on the horse's back, feeling a little drunk and a little shaky.
"Your Majesty, slow down, let's take a rest under the roadside tree first." Niu Wanshan was very anxious and said to Li Shi, "This won't work, Li Shi, go back and get a car first, we'll wait for you here, hurry up."
Qin Mu was helped by Niu Wanshan to the shade of a tree by the roadside. His face was red with wine and his eyes were hazy. He stared at the blue sky without saying a word. After a while, his eyelids drooped and he fell asleep.
Li Shi asked two guards to rush back to the city and drive a carriage. Then, together with Niu Wanshan, they carried Qin Mu, who had fallen asleep under a tree, onto the carriage, walked through Taiping Gate, entered Xuanwu Gate, and finally sent the emperor back to the palace safely.
The next day, Qin Mu called Fu Qingzhu and told him not to record the story about Qian Wan. Why bother? Just let her live in peace.
After Fu Qingzhu left the Huagai Palace, Qin Mu immediately summoned the Navy Commander Di Zhongxing. Di Zhongxing already knew why the emperor summoned him. Sure enough, as soon as he entered the palace, he saw Qin Mu standing in front of a huge globe, examining the Indochina Peninsula.
"Your Majesty, I, Di Zhongxing, pay my respects to you."
"No need to be polite, just stand up." Qin Mu said without turning his head.
"Your Majesty, the South China Sea Fleet and the East China Sea Fleet are ready and will set sail as soon as your Majesty gives your order."
"Any news about Hai Rufeng's ocean-going fleet?"
"Your Majesty, there is a rebellion among the natives in Jinghai Province. The leader is called Basha. He has gathered tens of thousands of people in the Sishui area. Hai Rufeng is currently suppressing them. I'm afraid it will take some time to quell the rebellion.
Wang Guichen has already conquered Brunei and captured Su Gumana alive. He is probably sending a ship back to China. Brunei is still unstable at the moment, so Wang Guichen's fleet still needs to stay in Brunei City."
Qin Mu turned around slowly, thought for a moment and said, "There's no need to take Ma back to the Qin Empire. Just execute him on the spot. I don't have the time to deal with him. Let Hai Rufeng also wipe out that guy called..."
"Basha."
"Well, no matter what his name is, destroy him as soon as possible. As for the natives who participated in the rebellion, don't be polite. Let them rebel in heaven. After dealing with the matter in Surabaya, you come... here and let Hai Rufeng's ocean-going fleet go through Malacca. From here, Dagon, attack from south to north. I still say that kindness does not lead to an army. Hit me hard. Now Cui Feng of Yunnan is about to launch a full-scale attack on the remaining troops of Mu Tianbo. If Hai Rufeng hits harder, He Long of Dongwu will not dare to send troops north to support Mu Tianbo."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Dagon is Yangon in Myanmar in later generations. There is a large golden pagoda in the city with a base circumference of 432.8 meters and a height of 99.4 meters. There are 4 middle pagodas and 64 small pagodas around the golden pagoda, using more than 7 tons of gold in total. There are 1,065 golden bells and 420 silver bells hanging on the golden umbrella on the roof. The top is covered with pure gold and the top is inlaid with 6,448 diamonds and 2,000 gems.
It was because of this towering golden building, which sparkled with golden light when viewed from above, that people in later generations renamed Rangoon.
If we take action on this Great Golden Pagoda, we can immediately bring back seven or eight tons of gold for the Qin Dynasty, as well as countless diamonds and gems.
However, Qin Mu was planning to incorporate the entire Indochina Peninsula into the territory of the Qin Dynasty, so there was no need to cause such destruction.
As for gold, there is plenty overseas, so why destroy such ancient monuments to get it? He also immediately ordered that the Shwedagon Pagoda should be well protected when attacking Dagon.
"Your Majesty, after the Siamese capital Ayutthaya was captured, the King of Siam fled to the southern mountains and sent people to Fusu City in Luzon for help. If... I mean, if we attack Indochina, how should we deal with Siam?"
Qin Mu frowned. Siam was Thailand in later generations. This country had always been relatively submissive to the Ming Dynasty and the Qin Dynasty. When Helong sent troops to attack Ayutthaya, Siam had asked the Qin Dynasty for help. However, the Qin Dynasty was at war in the northwest at that time and did not send reinforcements.
In fact, to put it bluntly, Qin Mu originally planned to let Long destroy Siam, and then the Qin Dynasty would occupy it.
Although the capital of Siam has been lost, the King of Siam is still there. If the navy launches a large-scale attack on the Kingdom of Dongwu, it will be tantamount to helping Siam. The remnants of their troops who are still resisting may be able to recapture the capital.
By then, if the Qin Dynasty occupied the place again, it would be in jeopardy for its reputation.
This matter was indeed a bit tricky, and Qin Mu couldn't think of a good solution for the time being.
"Does Mr. Di have any good suggestions?"
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