Chapter 199: The Dog Emperor is Truly Full of Schemes

Driving from Yanjing back to Qingshan Village takes several days.

Zhou Yuchuan was afraid she would be too tired from driving, so he found a man in his fifties to help her drive.

The man is a veteran driver for the Zhou Family, having driven for them for over thirty years; he is honest and reliable, speaks little, and never asks questions.

Zhou Yuchuan said that the man's entire family works for the Zhou Family, so he is someone who can be trusted, and told her not to worry.

Therefore, along the way, Bai Wei only needs to sit comfortably in the Recreational Vehicle, binge-watch shows, sleep, and eat snacks.

Bai Wei originally felt embarrassed and wanted to refuse Zhou Yuchuan, but upon second thought, she still needed to find a way to solve problems for the Beijiang Army, and if she drove herself, she would have no time to think, so she agreed.

Just like that, the Recreational Vehicle left Yanjing, drove onto the highway, and headed toward Qingshan Village.

Bai Wei sat on the sofa in the Recreational Vehicle, opened her laptop, and searched for information online.

The Yuan Family Army has 120,000 troops, plus Yang Tianming's 50,000-strong army, totaling 170,000 men.

The Beijiang Army just went through a siege battle, suffered heavy losses, and is still resting; their bullets are used up, and there aren't many arrows left either...

Moreover, there are many wounded soldiers in the army, and Xiao Lujing's injuries have not fully healed yet.

I am afraid only half of the soldiers in the Beijiang Army are capable of fighting in battle.

That dog of an emperor is truly full of schemes; he timed it perfectly, deliberately choosing to attack just as the Beijiang Army finished a major battle.

Bai Wei frowned.

The emperor's army is too large; even if she sends weapons and equipment over, this battle will likely be difficult to fight.

She certainly cannot send fighter jets, cannons, and other such modern weapons to Xiao Moting.

Not to mention that she cannot buy these things right now, with her current Mental Power, sending a Minivan over would already consume a lot of energy; whether these heavy modern weapons can be sent via Teleportation to the Daliang side is still a question.

The emperor has always been suspicious of Xiao Moting but dared not launch an attack rashly because he feared the military strength of the Beijiang Camp.

Now that Xiao Moting is leading troops in battle, the emperor has seized the opportunity to play the mantis stalking the cicada, wanting to capture him back to Shengjing.

The Beijiang Army is currently at a disadvantage.

The best way is to make the emperor withdraw his troops, then let the Beijiang Army return to their base camp to rest for a while and regain their strength to confront the Imperial Court!

However...

How exactly can she make the emperor withdraw his troops?

Bai Wei searched for information online while racking her brains.

Xiao Moting did not send a note over.

She knew that the situation on his side must be even more dangerous, and he did not want her to worry.

Just then, Bai Wei looked up and caught a glimpse out of the corner of her eye of two black business cars following her Recreational Vehicle at a leisurely pace, trailing closely behind.

Being followed?

Bai Wei felt a jolt of alarm and immediately called out to the driver.

"Sir, there are two cars behind us, following us."

The driver took a look in the rearview mirror and said with a chuckle.

"Miss Bai, it's fine. Those two business cars were sent by Young Master Zhou; they are filled with bodyguards from the Zhou Family."

"Young Master Zhou" is what the Zhou family members call Zhou Yuchuan.

Zhou Yuchuan does not directly participate in the company's management; he has an older brother above him who is responsible for managing company affairs.

Therefore, everyone calls him Young Master Zhou.

"The Zhou Family's bodyguards?" Bai Wei was startled again. "Zhou Yuchuan even sent bodyguards to escort me?"

"Yes. Young Master Zhou was afraid you would refuse if you knew, so he didn't tell you directly; he had the bodyguards escort you back to Qingshan Village before returning to Yanjing."

After hearing this, Bai Wei was deeply moved.

She and Zhou Yuchuan have not known each other for long; they are just colleagues at the Archaeological Work Office, and they haven't even shared a meal together.

Yet he is so sincere toward her.

Bai Wei had previously been wary of Zhou Yuchuan, thinking he had other motives for approaching her.

Thinking about it now, she felt regret in her heart.

She shouldn't have doubted Zhou Yuchuan.

She withdrew her gaze and rubbed her temples.

If only Zhou Yanli were like Zhou Yuchuan, that would be great.

The car made a turn.

"Clatter."

A thumping sound came from the safe.

Most of the antiques in the cloth bags were packed in the safe on the car, and the rest that wouldn't fit were left outside.

There are many porcelain and jade pieces among the antiques; Bai Wei was afraid they would break from the bumping, so she quickly opened the safe to check.

Fortunately, the safe was lined with anti-collision padding, and the antiques were not damaged.

Just as she was about to close the safe door, she suddenly caught sight of a piece of porcelain.

Bai Wei was stunned and suddenly grabbed the porcelain.

This is a white porcelain Buddha statue, sculpted in the likeness of the White Dragon God, whom the people of Daliang believe in.

The White Dragon God has a compassionate face and a solemn appearance, sitting cross-legged on seven-colored clouds.

The owner who sold the porcelain said that the seven-colored clouds are the symbol of the White Dragon God; as long as the people of Daliang see seven-colored clouds appear in the sky, they will put down their work and kneel to kowtow, praying for the White Dragon God's protection.

Every year on the third day of the third lunar month is the White Dragon Festival in Daliang.

On this day, all the people of the Daliang Kingdom, from high-ranking officials down to commoners, all run to the White Dragon Temple to burn incense.

The Daliang Kingdom also grants a three-day holiday for everyone to worship the Dragon God.

Bai Wei found it very interesting, so she had Xiao Moting spend thirty wen to buy the porcelain, intending to bring it back to the modern era for her collection.

Now, holding the porcelain statue of the White Dragon God, a flash of inspiration struck Bai Wei's mind.

"I have a way!"

Bai Wei's brows relaxed, and a smile appeared on her face.

She hurriedly opened her computer, looked up the phone numbers of several manufacturers near Qingshan Village, then picked up her mobile phone and dialed one of the manufacturers.

"Hello, greetings, I would like to place an order..."

Outside Shiya City.

Beijiang Temporary Military Camp.

All the officers and soldiers were gathered in Xiao Moting's command tent.

Everyone's expression was very grave.

The soldiers had all received the news—Xiao Moting had received an imperial decree to attack the Rakshasa Kingdom and reclaim the Yanyun Shiliu Zhou, but he had delayed sending troops, and now the Emperor had come to hold him accountable.

The charge was disobeying the imperial decree and violating a Military Order, and Xiao Moting was to be escorted back to Shengjing to stand trial.

But everyone knew that the Rakshasa Kingdom's military strength was too great, and they even had a Matchlock Team; even if the entire army of Daliang were thrown into the fray, it would not be easy to defeat them.

Everyone knew in their hearts that, in reality, the Emperor was simply wary of Xiao Moting and was looking for an excuse to seize the military power in Xiao Moting's hands.

As long as Xiao Moting was escorted back to Shengjing, it would be almost certain that he would never return.

Emperor Xuanjing had never liked this son, Xiao Moting, and with his narrow-minded and suspicious nature, as long as Xiao Moting was escorted back to Shengjing, it would be almost certain that he would never return.

It was not just the Emperor; there were also the Yuan Clan lineage in the imperial court, the Consort De Faction, and the eunuchs... they all viewed Xiao Moting as a thorn in their side, and it was absolutely impossible for them to let him leave the Heavenly Prison alive.

"Prince, the Yuan Family Army is stationed just three miles away," Qin Zhan said, his brows tightly knitted. "This time, the Yuan Clan has sent 120,000 troops, and Yang Tianming's 50,000 troops are still on the way; they will arrive by the day after tomorrow at the latest. Once their two armies converge, we will have to face an army of 170,000."

Xiao Dabao waved his arm, gritting his teeth.

"What exactly is the Emperor thinking? Our Beijiang Army has beaten back the barbarians, driven away the Rakshasa Bandits, and even taken in hundreds of thousands of refugees... If there is no merit, there is at least hard work. Now that we cannot fight the Rakshasa Kingdom, the Emperor actually wants to hold us accountable; it is simply too unfair."