Zhao Changhe originally thought that the war atmosphere was extremely tense and he hurried back to the capital, but in the end he spent a good New Year with the women, as well as practiced meditation and exploration.
At first I felt too busy to attend to the company of every woman, but on the second and third day, it seemed as if I was gradually returning to basics.
Everyone has a lot of things to do, no one needs to bother him, and he doesn't need to deliberately look for anyone. For Chi Chi Wan Zhuang and others, as long as he has that intention, they are very happy. In fact, the feeling of "having him at home" is more meaningful than anything else, and it makes people feel at ease and at ease.
Zhao Changhe spent most of the time meditating in seclusion with Yue Hongling under the Taimiao. The two of them hardly spoke to each other. Occasionally they opened their eyes and saw each other, smiling slightly, and there was an indescribable feeling of peace.
Compared to Yue Hongling who never moves, Zhao Changhe often goes out, mainly to accompany everyone for meals and to keep track of the progress of some things.
First up is the storage box.
The boxes can be molded and mass-produced, but the array formations carved on the boxes cannot be copied and must be hand-carved one by one by the monks. As a result, the mass-produced boxes can be produced quickly, but the finished storage boxes cannot be produced quickly.
On the fifth day of the first lunar month, the first batch of one hundred storage boxes was finally completed after Yuan Xing and others worked overtime.
These 100 storage boxes are completely different from the low-end rings that Sha Qi provided before. The boxes are easy to carve arrays, and the resulting capacity is much larger than that batch of low-end rings. Each box itself is only twice the size of a cigarette box, but the inside is the size of a small room. And a room is still a room no matter how small it is. What is the concept of the capacity of 100 rooms
Zhao Changhe also tried to use a box to put other boxes inside it, but he found that it didn't work. It seemed that the space was mutually exclusive, so forget it. Anyway, although the space can't be nested, it can be packed in the same space. It's no problem to pack all the boxes together. In fact, there are only 20 cigarettes... At most, it can be divided into two or three packs.
This means that just one person and one horse can replace the carrying capacity of a large caravan.
In the past few days, Zhao Changhe has taught the Crane Control Technique to all the generals and Demon Suppression Division officers who are qualified to use it. Now a lot of people can "open the box". On the same day, Wu Weiyang of the Demon Suppression Division rode his horse with the storage box and headed straight to Taihang. He took over the grain cart from northern Shanxi on the mountain road and returned early the next morning.
Seeing the granary filled with grain in an instant, the commander-in-chief of the three armies, Suzaku, stared with his phoenix eyes, unable to speak for a long time.
After you guys played tricks on me like this, it really seems like some of the war knowledge I learned since elementary school might as well be burned.
The storage box was still being produced, but this was not the only shock it brought to Marshal Suzaku.
Although the manufacture of the cannon "Divine Punishment" was much slower than making a box, it was not as slow as imagined. In the middle of the first month of the year, ten Divine Punishments were secretly lined up in front of Suzaku.
Looking at the roaring artillery fire, Suzaku felt that some of the war knowledge he had learned could be used up.
In the second half of the month, the weather in the north gradually warms up, the ice and snow in the northern border melt, and green grass begins to sprout.
… …
After the court meeting, the new Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty, Tang Wanzhuang, and the new General Zhuque walked side by side on the long street outside the palace.
Some old citizens of the capital watched the two men walking side by side from afar, and their expressions contained some distant memories.
In the capital city of that year, two little girls were holding each other and rolling against the wall.
Time flies, and the familiar red and white clothes remain, but the delicate stamens have now fully blossomed, just like blooming roses and crabapples, one civil and one military, supporting the roof of the empire.
Do they still fight
"Your apprentice probably went to the Imperial Ancestral Temple to steal food again, and you didn't do anything about it." The Prime Minister was saying this to the general.
"Yue Hongling is standing there. She can't eat it." Zhuque replied with a smile.
I won’t tell you that he actually stayed in the Queen Mother’s bedroom last night, hehe.
However, after so many days, I thought he would continue to think about letting the Empress Dowager and the Emperor serve together, but in the end, I found that he was not as full of these things as before. He was very warm and accompanied me, which made me feel comfortable. On the contrary, the stinky apprentice was shameless. He came here at night under the excuse of "paying respects to the Empress Dowager" and then never went back.
This kind of thing will happen again and again. I was extremely ashamed and angry when he pulled the master and disciple to pile up high in the imperial study a few months ago, but until yesterday I didn't feel any emotional fluctuation. I was even lazy and said, "Since we are here, just stay."
Then he held his apprentice's hand and played with him.
The teacher is kind and the students are filial.
But since Xia Chichi had eaten enough last night, of course he wouldn't go and steal some food now. He wasn't that hungry.
But then again, since he could teleport to the Queen Mother's bedroom, he would also teleport to the Tang Mansion outside the palace. I guess the Tang family must have been well fed in the past ten days. Look at the bright smile on his eyebrows and eyes. I don't know where his usual frowning face has gone.
Vixen, it turns out that her previous appearance was just to seduce men.
Of course, this was a street, and the prime minister and the general were not allowed to quarrel. The two looked straight ahead, and Tang Wanzhuang was asking, "How familiar are you with the army?"
"I know." Zhuque glanced at her sideways, "Now the food and money are all ready. However, there is still a shortage of weapons, bows and crossbows, tents, bedding, ropes, kettles and other military supplies. I'd like to trouble the Prime Minister to urge them to do something."
"The gap is not big. You can rest assured that the truth is watching."
Zhuque felt uncomfortable hearing her calling herself her true self, and couldn't help but say, "It's not a big deal. What I want is a specific time. How can I be so perfunctory?"
Tang Wanzhuang did not argue with her, and still described the situation calmly: "Supplies are not conjured up, they need time to be made. Nowadays, it is different from the past. Workshops in Langya Qinghe and other places can be shipped quickly. It is not only dependent on the supply from the capital, but it is much easier. I can guarantee this. However, I cannot supervise the progress of Langya Qinghe remotely. I can only rely on carrier pigeons. It is difficult for me to answer the specific time."
Zhuque punched the cotton and looked at Tang Wanzhuang in surprise.
Although this woman's calm tone is normal, the premise is that the person who is looking for trouble cannot be her, Suzaku. Once she is looking for trouble, this woman's tone will change. Why is she so calm today...
"Why are you looking at me?" Tang Wanzhuang said, "If you want to quarrel, let's go to another place. We are on the street."
Suzaku: "Where to change?"
Tang Wanzhuang: “?”
"Forget it." Zhuque said, "I really came to you to ask about the situation, not to quarrel with you. Now that spring has come and flowers are blooming, Sanniang also said that Timur has sent envoys to widely contact various tribes in the northwest Gobi Desert, and the situation is about to explode. I was originally planning to bring it up at the court meeting today. Now that the troops have been trained enough, we only need to wait for the military supplies to be ready before the Northern Expedition. But if I bring this up, it seems like I am embarrassing you in public, and it will not look good if you misunderstand, so I will talk about it in private."
She paused and added, "We can't just passively wait for Timur to come south and then launch a defensive counterattack. We have to take the initiative. Changsheng Tianshen is very likely to be at the peak of the second level of the Imperial Realm. Once he recovers, he will not be able to compare to Huang Huo Anmie and the like."
Tang Wanzhuang asked: "What exactly is the second peak?"
"We knew Zun Zhi was very strong during the battle in Chang'an. He injured Hong Ling even though five of us were besieging him. It was no joke. There is another key point. I don't know if it was Jiuyou or Changhe who fought in that battle..." Zhuque paused and continued, "In short, the space of Louguantai was isolated at that time, so the aftermath of our battle did not spread outside, otherwise Chang'an would have been reduced to ruins."
Tang Wanzhuang said: "You mean, once the Immortal God revives and heads south, not to mention the danger of Yanmen Pass, it would be useless. If we only talk about the battlefield, the casualties caused would be unbearable for our Han Dynasty."
"That's right. The battlefield must be at their place. Only then can we act freely. It doesn't matter how many people are injured by mistake."
Tang Wanzhuang frowned tightly.
Zhuque asked curiously, "What?"
"Originally, we were in a situation where we could attack or defend, but now that you've said that, we have become a desperate situation where we must march north... If Timur knew our mentality, he could calmly lay a net... We will suffer a lot if we fight like this."
Zhuque squinted at her and said, "You and your man only know how to make love, why don't you ask something practical?"
Tang Wanzhuang quickly glanced around and saw that the pedestrians were far away. She whispered, "Who would ask this and that during this time? What do you want to say?"
"Why do you think he has been training himself to observe the world recently? He is training his ability to observe the surroundings from a large range, and his ability to multitask and process multiple information at the same time. When he goes out with me, he will be aware of all the changes around him, so he won't be easily caught in any trap." Suzaku said contemptuously: "Your man is obsessed with the Northern Expedition, and he knows it well. Some weaklings who need men to teach them to break the defense naturally can't understand."
Tang Wanzhuang's face finally turned red, and she angrily said, "Can he stay by your side forever? Do you have enough ability?"
"Everyone is working towards the second level of the Imperial Realm. I got his hint, and of course I also realized something. The fire element is everywhere. What I see is not what you know. Watch carefully and learn well."
As they were talking, the two had already arrived at the gate of the Tang family, now the prime minister's residence.
Tang Wanzhuang stopped and gritted her teeth: "The general is at my doorstep, would you like to come in and have a drink? Then we can continue to discuss current affairs."
The implication was that we had changed places, so come on, follow me in and fight. How could Suzaku be afraid of her? He raised his proud head and followed her in with his chest puffed out.
When they arrived at Tang Wanzhuang's own courtyard, they were both stunned.
From the courtyard, one can see Zhao Changhe sitting by the window writing something, with Baoqin standing beside him, grinding ink and pouring tea for him. Her eyes occasionally fall on her brother-in-law's profile, full of gentleness and tenderness.
Tang Wanzhuang curled her lips. This maid was useless. She was happier serving her son-in-law and grinding ink and adding perfume than serving her own mistress. The tenderness in her eyebrows and eyes was really... It was like a reflection of herself.
After all, they were writing something, so although it was a bit jealous, it was not irritating. Zhuque forgot about the quarrel with Tang Wanzhuang, walked into the room with his hands behind his back, and looked over: "What are you writing?"
Zhao Changhe kept writing letters, and replied: "The most obvious flaw of the Sky God Descent is that it cannot enter the secret realm. I originally wanted to communicate with Sisi about some things, but Sisi has been in the Spirit Tribe Secret Realm these days, not in Dali. I looked for her several times but couldn't find her. I could only talk to the Spirit Tribe people in Dali for a few words, but I felt uneasy, so I simply wrote another letter."
"What's so urgent?"
"Based on Li Shentong's performance, it is no longer meaningful for us to have the Miaojiang soldiers suppress Bashu. We should just be on guard against them. The remaining elite troops should move eastwards, towards Xiangxi. Yin Kui should have risen from there, and I wonder if he left any traces behind."
"You are defending against... Jiuyou?"
"Yes. The biggest difference between Jiuyou and the demons under his system and conventional wars is that they themselves want to cause death and chaos, rather than a struggle for power. So they will kill and destroy without restraint, and cannot be judged by common sense. In addition, Sisi can reach or even exceed our current level with the help of beast control, such as using flying eagles to observe the earth. I asked her to send a few reliable beast masters over, perhaps to make up for our shortcomings. Well, there may be additional benefits..."
"What's the benefit?"
"The Hu people also often use eagle eyes to observe the movements in the distance, right? But their eagle training is not on the same level as the beast control of the spirits. I think we can let the eagles of the beastmasters control the airspace and kill all the Hu people's eagles. Our soul spying will probably collide with Timur Boye's at that time, making everyone useless. In the end, we have to return to basics and rely on conventional means. If we can really control the air, we will have the advantage."
Both women looked at him in a daze.
In fact, both of them had thought about these things, but of course they did not think about Sisi's beast control. They all thought it was a question of how to fight on the battlefield. As a result, Wanli called for external help and solved the problem in the simplest way. It seemed that the last part of the military book that everyone had read since childhood could also be burned.
As Suzaku said earlier, everyone controls this and that, and it seems that he really only needs to control "those who control us".
The war has not yet begun, and all the skills are learned outside the battlefield.
Zhao Changhe finished writing the letter, folded it and handed it to Baoqin: "Tell the Demon Suppression Division to deliver it to the King of Dali as soon as possible."
Baoqin took the letter and glanced at Zhuque.
Zhuque made a mute acupoint pressing gesture, and ran away with Qin and Xin in his arms: "With your little eloquence, I don't even want to bully you. You old women are my opponents of the same level... Oh~"
Before Baoqin could finish her words, she was grabbed by the collar and picked up by her own mistress, then rolled into a ball and thrown out of the courtyard wall.
Baoqin, who was badly bullied by his own lady, didn't realize how high his level was now. She was the only virgin around him, and she smelled so good that some people were reluctant to eat her too quickly.
Zhao Changhe really didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Why are you bullying Baoqin... By the way, why did you two come together? The sun is rising from the west?"
Neither of them had the nerve to say that they came in to quarrel or fight somewhere else. Tang Wanzhuang coughed twice and said, "Nothing. The general impeached me for delaying the supply of military supplies. I will have a drink and a good chat with the general."
Zhuque glared and said, "When did I impeach you? I even gave you face in the court!"
"Okay, okay." Zhao Changhe reached out and hugged Tang Wanzhuang, who was about to retort: "Since it's a banquet, can I drink it?"
Tang Wanzhuang was caught off guard and was hugged by him in front of Zhuque. She felt very ashamed and struggled, "Let me go, what are you talking about! Hold the zither, hold the zither, and bring the wine quickly..."
Before she finished speaking, she remembered that she was the one who threw the zither away. Tang Wanzhuang's voice was stuck in her throat, and she was overwhelmed with shame and anger.
Zhuque, who was full of fighting spirit, was amused by this scene: "Shout again, I love to see it."
Tang Wanzhuang shut her mouth and glared at him.
Zhuque's eyes were curved with laughter: "Why are you just holding it? Touch it and look at it."
How could Zhao Changhe mess up Tang Wan's makeup in front of her? She would have to sleep on the floor from now on. Upon hearing this, he stretched out his other hand and hugged Zhuque into his arms.
"?" Zhuque struggled: "Let me go, what are you talking about!"
Tang Wanzhuang, who was originally filled with shame and indignation, was actually amused when she heard these words that were exactly the same as her own reaction: "Scream again, I love to see."
Suzaku: “…”
The atmosphere was quiet for a moment. Both of them stopped struggling and just looked at each other like fighting cocks without saying a word.
In fact, Zhao Changhe just wanted to stop the fight and had no other thoughts. Seeing that they had calmed down, he smiled and said, "Okay, let's have dinner together? A prime minister and a general are still making a lot of noise like a little girl... You two..."
Tang Wanzhuang bit her lower lip and suddenly remembered the promise she had broken for a long time.
At that time, he went out to fight alone, under the watchful eyes of the gods and demons. I was extremely worried and could only encourage him by saying that if he could return safely, I would fight with the Suzaku Master on the bed for him to see. That was nothing more than hoping that he could protect himself and not rush into a fight with others. Think about the people waiting for you in the capital, who have what you want.
Times have changed, the impulse has passed, and he has been dragging his feet on fulfilling that embarrassing promise, but he is about to go off again.
The reason why we didn't set a date for the Northern Expedition in advance was because we were afraid of spies. Now everything is ready, we can go to the expedition anytime. Judging from today's discussion, it may be possible to set off tomorrow.
This is a battle of national destiny, involving not only the Hu people, but also Guanlong and Kunlun... The most powerful demon god Jiuyou is watching. Even though Zhao Changhe made all the preparations he could before the war, including settling the Miao border, pacifying Bashu, disrupting Guanzhong, improving transportation, and producing artillery, no one dared to say how likely he was to win this battle, and they could only say that they had tried their best.
Why didn't you fulfill his long-cherished wish before setting off? He must have thought about it for a long time... and he would not be a dishonest person.
Tang Wanzhuang heard her own voice, like a dream: "What are you eating? Eat her. I'll help you."
"Huh?" Zhao Changhe widened his eyes.
Zhuque almost jumped up: "Mr. Tang, you..."
"You don't want it? Then just watch from the side." Tang Wanzhuang smiled slightly, tiptoed and kissed Zhao Changhe on the lips: "Kiss me."
Zhao Changhe was not a believer in men. No matter how little he had planned beforehand, he would have to be crazy to refuse at this moment. He immediately followed suit and kissed her.
Zhuque stared at the man and his old enemy kissing each other in front of him, his hair almost standing up into flames: "You..."
In fact, Tang Wanzhuang felt much more ashamed than her... Everyone had different ideologies, and once a demon cult witch like Zhuque was let go, she would be with Sanniang and Chichi without much resistance. But for Tang Wanzhuang, this was the first time she had been with others since she followed Zhao Changhe, and she didn't even participate in holding the zither.
Seeing Tang Wanzhuang clearly taking the initiative to provoke her, but her body was stiff and her eyes were closed, Zhuque was obviously very annoyed, but as he watched, he suddenly laughed: "You are like this? Good, good, good looking... Do you want me to help you, so that you can look better."
As he spoke, he reached out his hand and gently pulled Tang Wanzhuang's silk belt.
The scent bag was secretly untied, the silk belt was gently separated, and the perfect white jade appeared in the room. Zhuque chuckled and was about to run away: "You guys continue, I'll watch from outside..."
Before she finished speaking, Tang Wanzhuang, who seemed to be so tense that she didn't know what she was doing, suddenly stretched out her fingers, and her superb Bi Bo Qing Yi grasping hand brushed across the vital points on Zhu Que's waist. Zhu Que felt numb for a moment, and then was carried behind the curtain by Zhao Changhe in tacit understanding.
The curtain closed, and the last scene was Tang Wanzhuang holding Zhuque's hand.
"I've already said that the fight between you and me will last a lifetime..."
I recommend a book called "Omens of Abnormality" with all kinds of imaginative objects flying around. If you are interested, you can read it.
(End of this chapter)