Qingzhou, a government office.
At this time, it was occupied by a group of elite soldiers wearing blue cotton armor.
The heads of the officials who were originally in the yamen were hanging outside the yamen in a row, and the dark red ice on the ground was slowly melting under the sun.
Su Qing, who was dressed in single clothes, came out of the room, and was immediately sobered up by the cold wind outside.
After breakfast, Su Qing casually asked the guard: "Qing Lian is still in the room?"
"Yes! I haven't been out for two days!"
Su Qing raised his eyebrows. Now Dingzhou, Qingzhou, and Pingzhou have risen as planned.
Although Daxia is at its weakest now, the rule of Daxia for hundreds of years has become a deeply rooted orthodoxy in the hearts of the people.
And although I have planned for many years, most of the rebels are still just ordinary people who can't survive.
The real elite is no more than ten thousand people.
This is the time to be careful at every step and have a lot of affairs.
But after Qing Lian came back from Dayao, let alone share the burden, she plunged into the house for a month in a row, holding those incomprehensible books every day, writing and drawing there.
Su Qing felt that Qinglian seemed to have gone out for a trip and returned with a different person.
Or did something happen to her over there
Su Qing stood there thinking for a while, but decided to talk to her.
After all, Qing Lian is a great help both in terms of mind and means, and her life span is shorter than that of ordinary warriors, and she is still a woman, so she will not pose too much threat to herself.
Coming to the door of Qinglian's room, Su Qing knocked on the door.
no response.
But he heard something lightly bumping inside.
"Qinglian!" Su Qing raised her voice and shouted.
"Come in!" A pleasant female voice came from the room.
As soon as Su Qing opened the door, she saw Qing Lian sitting in front of the table with disheveled hair, throwing a needle on the table, and then recording something on the side of the paper.
Then pick up that needle and drop it again.
Su Qing thought she was crazy. I've never seen her look disheveled before, but now she's sitting here with unkempt hair and unkempt face. Looking at her eyes that are occasionally revealed when she turns her head, they are full of bloodshot eyes. I guess she hasn't rested since yesterday.
"What are you doing?" Su Qing stepped forward and found a piece of paper on Qing Lian's desk with horizontal lines drawn on it.
And Qinglian just took a needle and threw it on it repeatedly.
"I'm verifying a question. The distance between these threads is two inches, and the length of this needle is one and a half inches, so what is the probability that I will hit one of the threads when I throw this needle down?"
While talking, Qing Lian kept her hands on the ground, and after a while, she praised again:
"I tried it more than 3,000 times, and it's just as it says in the book. It's amazing!"
Su Qing said with a serious face: "I have something to talk to you about."
"Wait! I'll finish writing the remaining point first." Qing Lian said without raising her head.
After a while, Qing Lian put down the pen, stretched her waist long, and leaned on the back of the chair with a lazy attitude: "What's the matter?"
"What are you doing every day?" Su Qing asked, looking at her from a little distance away.
"You still don't understand!" Qing Lian said lazily, and even yawned after speaking.
Su Qing frowned even tighter.
In fact, he had already mentioned it once before, but Qing Lian said the same two words, which made him quite dissatisfied.
"Now that the big event is starting, you've been looking at these things every day since you came back from Dayao, and you don't care about other things. Qinglian, don't forget our agreement." Su Qing pointed to the things on the table, with a grim expression .
Only then did Qinglian look up at him carefully: "Well, you think what I'm doing now is useless, don't you?"
"Not bad!" Su Qing said holding back the anger in his heart.
Qing Lian stood up from the chair, went to the window and stretched out her hand, a cold light flashed, and there was an extra sword in her hand.
Turning to look at Su Qing: "I know you have a trick to open the rain door, use this trick on me, see if I can block it? I have my back to you!"
"Are you crazy?" Su Qing asked with a livid face.
"Crazy or not, don't you know if you try it? Don't you want to know what I do every day?" Qing Lian's eyes curved like a crescent moon, with a smile on her face.
Seeing the smile on Qing Lian's face, Su Qing became even more angry.
You are a sword slave, all your cultivation comes from the sword in your hand, and you have no ability at all, so what right do you have to look down on me
"Wait!" Qing Lian suddenly shouted: "Go out and try it, it would be a pity if you broke something."
Su Qing was even angrier, but she still endured it: "Okay!"
He made up his mind that although his strength was not as good as Qing Lian's, if she wanted to take this move with her back turned to her, he must make her look good.
The two left the house, Qing Lian stood in the middle of the courtyard, holding a long sword behind her back and facing Su Qing: "You make a move."
"Be careful!" Su Qing reminded.
Opening the rain gate is one of the three ultimate moves of Su Qingshi's sect. As the name suggests, it is like opening the rainy gate of heaven.
Su Qing didn't see any weapons, but suddenly thousands of silver lights radiated from his hands, falling towards Qinglian like a downpour.
Even an ant has no place to hide under such rain, let alone a person.
However, Qinglian held the long sword upside down in her right hand and drew traces in the air, and there was a sound like pearls falling on a plate, and a sound like a lute flicking.
Su Qing looked at Qing Lian who was motionless in the field, his face turned pale, and his eyes showed surprise: "Impossible, how did you do it?"
Opening the Rain Gate is one of the master's three ultimate moves. Over the years, there are countless masters who have used this move to attract hatred. How could Qinglian take all of them with her back turned
Qing Lian put away her long sword, her heart heaved slightly, her head was sweating a little, but her face was very proud: "I figured it out! This magic technique is really amazing! Your move to open the rain gate seems to The sky is directly falling, in fact, there is a sequence, and there are certain rules in it. As long as you calculate the probability of your attacking each place, you can block this move!"
Su Qing was dumbfounded.
"Of course, it's easy to say, but it's actually very troublesome to calculate. You have to calculate the position of your moves every time you move your moves and every point of your wrist. I know you well, and I tried to calculate your moves before. Only one move can be calculated. If someone else uses this move, it is impossible for me to calculate it in such a short time."
Qing Lian said in a slow voice, or to comfort Su Qing.
Otherwise, that old guy from his master would have to find a way to kill himself.
Su Qing's face turned green and then white, he was indeed frightened, it was so frightening that he turned his back to him and blocked all this move
As for what Qing Lian said later, he was dubious.
It took a long time before Su Qing let out a sigh of relief.
"Even so, the most important thing now is the uprising. The ancestors planned it for many years, and you and I were also preparing for it many years ago, not to mention those who put their wealth and lives on it. What is more important? Don't you understand?"
Qing Lian rolled her eyes and immediately smiled: "This is easy to handle, you send all the news to my room, and I will reply to you in three days."
Three days later, Su Qing got a whole stack of papers, which were full of data.
From the time when the imperial conscripts were completed, the number of people to the calculation of food and grass, from the reaction time of the imperial court to the dispatched generals to the responses from various places, all the possibilities are marked out in percentages.
Even how many troops are used to attack which line, how long it will take, and the probability of success are all marked with percentages.
After reading this stack of papers, Su Qing's mind was full of four words: How is it possible
How on earth did she do it
How real are these things
At this time, Qing Lian was falling asleep in the room, with a tired look on her face.
He was still clutching a copy of "Probability Theory and Mathematical Statistics".
"Well, if it wasn't for that woman's restraint, I would definitely snatch it back! Those books will all be mine by then... Hee hee!"