Zhou Chi's face froze, and his fingers holding the tea cup tightened, and his joints turned blue and white.
Yes, he probably won't come to Southern Xinjiang in the future.
He is such a high-ranking nobleman, and now he is the emperor of the imperial court. The emperor has always treated him unusually. This time he returns to the capital and is promoted to a noble rank. I am afraid that he will never come to Nannan again. A borderland and wild land like Xinjiang.
After thinking about it, Zhou Chi's hand gradually let go of the tea cup, and his originally stiff face softened at this time, with his usual calmness and rationality, and he even curled his lips slightly: "Yeah, I'm afraid he won't come again. Prince Hui Jun will personally deliver the good news to the capital this time. It coincides with the enthronement ceremony. Long live the Lord will be very happy, and it will be no problem to give him a promotion. "
Zhou Ran looked at his face steadily, turned away for a while, and sighed softly. When he turned back, he was already smiling: "For the great victory in Southern Xinjiang, Prince Hui naturally took the greatest credit. , but you, the general manager of the rear, should naturally take advantage of it, just wait for the reward, the emperor will definitely not forget you!"
Zhou Chi smiled lightly and said to Zhou Ran: "The eldest sister also made a great contribution this time. If the 800 Detachment of Women of the eldest sister had not cleared the way at the beginning, the battle in Southern Xinjiang would not have gone so smoothly. The last time Du Heng wrote to me, After all, the emperor wanted to mention his brother-in-law’s rank so that he could confer a royal title on his eldest sister.”
"I don't care whether you are granted a royal title or not. You know, I don't care about that now," Zhou Ran sipped his tea and looked up at Zhou Chi, "Zhou Chi, I think I will disband the Detachment of Women after the new year. "
Zhou Chi was startled: "Why is this?"
"In the past, I formed the Women's Army to resist the Siamese and Tubo people. Those who joined the Women's Army were all displaced women from southern Xinjiang. Now Tubo and Siam have surrendered to Dali one after another. Now that the war is over, the next step should be It's time to recuperate," Zhou Ran said slowly, "The oldest of the women's army under me is twenty-nine years old, and the youngest is only sixteen. They have followed me for many years, and now it's time for them to live a solid life. I can't continue. Now that I am holding them captive, the more comfortable my life is, the more I hope they can live a good life too. "
After a long silence, Zhou Chi nodded: "Yes, everything will be done according to the wishes of the eldest sister. At the end of the year, I will instruct the Yamen Treasury to give each of them three more years of military pay as a token of gratitude for their contribution to Southern Xinjiang. In addition, When they get married, each of them will be given ten taels of silver as a dowry from the governor's office."
"Okay, since you agreed, I've taken care of something," Zhou Ran breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, turned to go out, then stopped, she patted Zhou Chi's shoulder gently, and said softly , "Zhou Chi, don't tire yourself too much."
"Yes, I know." Zhou Chi said hurriedly.
Zhou Ran didn't say anything else. He left the study and closed the door.
Zhou Chi sat at the table for a long time, then drank the cold tea in the cup. He stood up and walked behind the desk, opened the drawer, put the letter in his arms in, and was about to close the drawer. At this moment, Zhou Chi suddenly stopped. He took out a folded painting from the corner of the drawer and slowly opened it. The face of the person in the painting was blurred, and it was not clear whether he was a man or a woman.
Zhou Chi stared blankly at the blurry painting.