Chapter 927: I Must Bring You Back as My Wife

Zheng Yueru's expression was very unsightly, and she said angrily, "These people, they actually dare to defy even the Emperor's decree, they, they—"

Qingyang Shuo smiled faintly, "The Emperor is critically ill, and these people in the country all have their own agendas. At a time like this, what use is an imperial decree?"

"This—"

That was correct.

This letter from Qingyang Shuo was sent by Grand Eunuch Zhou specifically to the nearest Yinzhou Chamber of Commerce, which could also be considered informing Liangzhou.

And now.

Ten days had already passed since this letter was sent.

In the entire Longyan, not a single shred of news had been leaked that the Emperor wanted Vice Minister Liu to return alive. This meant that this letter had been intercepted by some big shot! Intercepted, and then kept secret!

They wanted Liu Zheng to die!

Qingyang Shuo sighed, "That is where the problem lies."

He slowly lowered his head, looked at the chessboard, and pointed with his finger, "The Li Dynasty is currently unable to even look after itself, having already been stirred into chaos by the Young Master. The Wa army is also eyeing it covetously. But precisely because of this, if the Young Master were to die in the Li Dynasty, it would seem normal."

:

Zheng Yueru's face turned pale.

"Sir, then what should we do?"

Zheng Yueru was anxious.

Fortunately, Yinzhou's own intelligence network was quite developed; otherwise, they would likely still be kept in the dark.

And to die in such a tiny, insignificant place like the Li Dynasty.

"Therefore."

Qingyang Shuo pondered aloud.

She could not imagine what would happen to Liangzhou if Liu Zheng died.

Dragon Flame

What would happen?

"Deterrence from the outside?"

Zheng Yueru's eyes lit up.

Qingyang Shuo smiled bitterly, "Yue Ru, send a letter to the Prince of Wei in Qingzhou, negotiate a price, and have him lead his army to the border of Liaodong and Korea to conduct a few military exercises—"

"Therefore what?"

Zheng Yueru's delicate body trembled.

Qingyang Shuo chuckled, "So, if you want the Young Master to be safe and sound in the Li Dynasty, you must use deterrence from the outside."

If the three hundred thousand troops of Qingzhou went to Liaodong to play around, that feeling would be more than just a little refreshing.

In the name of military exercises, what could others say?

Yet it could bring immense pressure to the Li Dynasty.

Zheng Yueru listened and suddenly saw the light.

Brilliant!

This was indeed a brilliant plan!

Liangzhou was destined to bleed a great deal of wealth!

She could even imagine how happy the Prince of Wei would be when he received this news.

Brilliant!

Absolutely brilliant!

It was just that—

This sound caused Jiang Xuan's group of brothers to jeer once again.

"Here she comes, here she comes!"

"Hahahaha, hello sister-in-law, hello sister-in-law!"

"General, General!"

Istanbul.

A sweet voice rang out at the entrance of the Post House where Jiang Xuan was staying.

Ever since Alisha and her brother met Jiang Xuan, she had been eager to find Jiang Xuan every single day.

Taking Jiang Xuan to tour their Istanbul, taking Jiang Xuan on outings, taking Jiang Xuan to their military camps to help them train special forces, taking Jiang Xuan—in short, wherever she went, she wanted to take Jiang Xuan with her.

She would also ask many questions about Longyan, and whenever she encountered something novel, she would relentlessly pursue the answers.

The group of brothers made all sorts of jokes.

Alisha was made to blush by them calling her that, but when she saw Jiang Xuan, she ran over regardless, "General, where shall we go to play today?"

During this period of time.

It was just that—

Today.

Jiang Xuan remained unmoved by Alisha's invitation.

Jiang Xuan did not feel annoyed, though.

Because in his eyes, this Alisha was truly too cute.

He had not even imagined that a foreign woman could be so cute and straightforward. Compared to the reserved nature of Longyan women, she seemed to possess an innate, irresistible innocence and playfulness; she would always tilt her head and ask him some very bizarre questions.

"What?"

Alisha's pretty face changed; she clearly had not reacted in time.

Jiang Xuan nodded heavily and forced a smile, "There are some matters in Longyan that require me to return; if I am any later, it will be too late."

"What's wrong? Are you not feeling well today? Haha, did you know I was coming to find you to play, and you've already started packing? This time I'm taking you somewhere a bit further away; let me tell you, it's so much fun!"

Alisha hopped and skipped, saying excitedly.

Jiang Xuan shook his head: "I have to go back."

He was, after all, a Surprise Unit under Liu Zheng.

The scene.

Suddenly fell silent.

Xie Tianyao was going to die.

Longyan was going to be in chaos.

Jiang Xuan naturally had to go back.

The current Istanbul had already tended toward stability, and the domestic atmosphere was beginning to improve. Although friction with Tsarist Russia was inevitable, generally speaking, it had already recovered into a unified country.

Then.

Jiang Xuan was naturally no longer suited to stay here.

Alisha's tears were already welling up.

Jiang Xuan hardened his heart, turned around, and continued packing his luggage.

The other brothers also said nothing, one by one.

"About the day after tomorrow."

Jiang Xuan did not even turn his head.

"You wait for me, you must wait for me! Did you hear me? Wait for me!"

Longyan, Yinzhou, where else needed him.

"When are you leaving?"

Alisha finally could not hold back, and tears fell from her eyes.

If this were a child from an ordinary family, they would certainly encourage Jiang Xuan to take her with him.

But she was a Princess.

And the sister of the current Emperor of the Ottoman Empire!

Alisha lifted her skirt and ran away.

Only then did Jiang Xuan turn his head, looking at that graceful back, his face full of melancholy.

The other brothers also did not know what was good to say.

In reality.

Their plan was to leave tomorrow.

The next morning.

This identity

Moreover.

The General had already said, leaving the day after tomorrow.

Finally, they began to leave the city gates of Istanbul.

Jiang Xuan could not help but turn his head to look one more time.

Those clattering hoofbeats, not of a lover, but of a passerby.

Jiang Xuan's three thousand men had already taken advantage of the thick fog to slowly set out. He had not told anyone, intending to leave quietly, just as they had come here quietly.

As early as a few days ago, Hamid had given them travel permits; they could leave at any time, and no one would ask questions.

"General."

Jiang Xuan's face was stern: "Return to Liangzhou!"

"Return to Liangzhou!"

He was a soldier.

Young lady, goodbye.

"General, how about..."

Someone sighed.

The troop of three thousand men left Istanbul in the mist.

A long time passed.

A burst of rapid hoofbeats rang out.

He was a soldier of Liangzhou, he was a soldier of Longyan.

Military orders were like mountains; his entire life would be fought for Liu Zheng, not knowing when he might die on the battlefield and be wrapped in a horse hide.

What right did he have to talk about romance and flowery sentiments?

"Wuwuwu."

Alisha, wearing European court attire, rushed more than ten miles outside the city gate, then shouted with her face covered in tears: "You wait for me, wait for me in Longyan, I will definitely come and marry you back!"

"Bad person!"

"Bastard!"

"You bastard!"

"Jiang Xuan!"

"You bad person!"

Hamid also led a group out of the city, looking at the group of people who could no longer be seen, and he slowly cupped his hands in farewell.