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Chapter 49 Secret Volume of Military Strategies
The king of Wei, Wei Yu, was in his 30s. He had an upright appearance, round eyes, a square face and a high nose. His appearance was very similar to that of Wei Ji.

He was wearing a dark blue Yuanduan court dress with wide sleeves and a sword on his waist. The wind was blowing every step he walked, and he helped up the man in red who was kneeling to report.

"It's just you and me in the palace, no need to be restrained."

King Wei helped Long Yangjun kneel down in front of the delicately carved tables.

He and his king and ministers sat together in the same place.

"Don't panic yet," King Wei looked at Long Yangjun, "every little thing."

Long Yangjun said respectfully: "Your Majesty, when I met Princess Anguo today, I didn't think it was a small matter."

"Really?" King Wei had a hint of arrogance and contempt in his eyes. He straightened his body and raised his head to look at Lord Long Yang.

"I don't know if Your Majesty remembers it," Lord Long Yang said, "Three years ago, Wei Chen competed with the Young Master in swordsmanship. He won the first match, but then lost one after another. Wei Chen told His Majesty that maybe it was because Miss Jiang who accompanied the Young Master made some suggestions. Because. Now that Wei Chen sees her again, he can be sure that she is not just the daughter of an envoy. She must have the whereabouts of secret military records on her body."

"Oh?" King Wei stretched out his left hand with interest and grasped Long Yangjun's right arm.

"This is a good thing!" He laughed, "That old guy Jiang Anqing is already crazy and can't squeeze out any profit. Now that Wei Ji has brought his only daughter back, don't leave, just stay in Wei and keep the secret Hand over the paper!"

King Wei's face was flushed, and he seemed to be able to stand up and sing loudly.

With the secret documents accumulated by military strategists for generations, are you afraid that other countries will surround you?
Long Yangjun frowned slightly.

"That's why Wei Chen feels bad." There was some worry on his bright cheeks, and he said slowly, "Your Majesty asked Wei Chen to give her a chance to see Jiang Anqing today. Originally, he wanted to kill her for her majesty. Knowing that she is trapped in a tiger's mouth, she can only surrender. But what if she is not frightened and wants revenge?"

The rain outside the palace suddenly stopped, and the clear sky shed rays of sunshine. It seemed that the whole world was spying on this state matter.

"Beauty is too worried."

King Wei took out a handful of boiled peanuts from the small plate on the table, peeled off the peel carefully, and handed it to Lord Long Yang.

His expression was serious and meticulous, and Yun Danfeng said lightly: "What can a weak woman do even if she wants to take revenge? Even the Qi State considers itself unlucky, how can she turn the world upside down?"

Long Yangjun took the peanut kernels with both hands, but did not eat them.

He thought of the conversation under the pear tree, of Jiang He's few words of counterattack, and of the deep arrogance and coldness in the woman's bright eyes.

Sun Wu's descendants, even if they are women, should not be underestimated.

However, King Wei had already stood up and said with a smile: "Perhaps you don't know that today I went to the Queen Mother to say hello. The Queen Mother said that she wanted to marry with Qi State and decided to marry Wei Ji. This Princess An Guo is also destined to be lucky, little envoy Why did the minister’s daughter become a princess? Moreover, she had served King Yong Zhao Zheng, so I would never want her. However, my younger brother Wei Ji wanted to marry her."

Long Yangjun nodded thoughtfully and said hesitantly: "If she is willing to marry the young master, it would be too timid for me to be too cautious."

The King of Wei coaxed him to go behind the screen, "I have already sent the marriage certificate to Linzi. Soon, there will be news from the Qi State. This time, I asked the King of Qi to get a big deal. One of the envoys My daughter, marrying King Yong first, and then marrying me, Wei, is really rare in ancient times."

That's right, but Long Yangjun always felt that things would not go so smoothly.

She could marry Zhao Zheng but leave safely, she could persuade Zhao Zheng to release Jiang Ben, and she could coax Wei Ji around.Such a woman always feels like a big worry.

He was completely unaware that the sky in the capital of Wei State had darkened in an instant.

The thin but firmly tied bamboo slips were unfolded. Zong Jun was studying the ink at the side, while Jiang He dipped his pen into it and wrote with concentration.

When I was learning calligraphy when I was young, others said that I should write beautifully and elegantly, but my father said that as long as I write neatly and can be understood by others, that would be enough.

He said that it is good to have elegant and beautiful words, but in the current troubled times, with soldiers waiting in the wings and people hungry, he has no intention of reading any beautiful words.

So Jiang He wrote the words neatly, stroke by stroke.

"Your Highness, what is this?" Zong Jun used a small fan to dry the ink and couldn't help but ask.

"The secret volume of military strategists."

As soon as Jiang He finished speaking, the folding fan in Zongjun's hand fell to the ground, making him tremble in fear for fear of smearing the flowing writing on the bamboo slips.

The secret military document that the seven kingdoms fought for was just written by Jiang He?

It was as if those words were engraved in her mind and she would write them without thinking.

"Writing this...what are you doing?"

Zong Jun carefully picked up the folding fan, and every time he fanned it, he was more cautious, and couldn't help but ask.

"Gift." Jiang He looked serious, with no smile in his eyes.

gift?
Are you going to trade this for Master Jiang Anqing?
Today Jiang He told him that he had met his father and was going to send him to do something to save his father.

Zongjun was very happy and immediately agreed and asked what it was about.

Jiang He simply said: "Spend money."

Besides loving food, Zongjun's favorite thing is spending money to buy things.You can suffer from the fact that you are in palace confinement, and even if you have money, you have nowhere to use it.

Now he could spend [-] catties of gold cakes and a handful of pearls, which made him extremely happy.

But in addition to spending money, now I have to give gifts, and they are such expensive gifts.

Could it be that in order to rescue his father, His Highness is going to hand over the secret military secrets?Zongjun thought about it, and always felt that such a compromise was different from the His Highness he knew.

Jiang Hewu wrote the bamboo slips by himself, pausing for a moment from time to time, frowning and thinking before writing.

From early morning to noon, a total of six bamboo slips were written.

She then put down her pen and stood up to rest. When she saw the steward standing outside the door waiting, she frowned and said, "Is there something wrong?" The steward lowered his head and said, "Reporting to Your Highness, Lord Longyang sent a servant to deliver a greeting card and asked Your Highness if you would like to share your favor. Dinner."

Jiang He narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Tell his servants that I have to write the military secrets behind closed doors and have no time to go out to eat."

The steward looked slightly startled, then nodded and turned around.

But Jiang He stopped him again and said, "Ask the servant to send a message back and say that I want to thank him for the pearls he sent yesterday. The pearls are very good. I wonder if there are any bigger ones in his house that can be used as luminous pearls." Jiang He raised his hand and rubbed his arm, "There really isn't enough light for writing at night. I'm afraid my eyes will be damaged."

The pearls arrived quickly.

In addition to a handful that was bigger than yesterday, there was also a white sea pearl the size of a fist.

Jiang He raised his hand and threw it to Zong Jun. Zong Jun lifted up his sleeves to block the light, put the pearl in front of his eyes and looked at it again and again, and praised: "It is indeed a night pearl! From now on, His Highness can just put it indoors and it will shine brightly. No need to light candles at night.”

"Take it," Jiang He said calmly, "and buy food together with the money."

Buying grain was something Jiang He asked Zongjun to do.

Disguised as a wealthy businessman, he purchased grain from Wei.

Jiang He specifically stated that the price was [-]% higher than the market price and that the weighing was accurate.

Now that the autumn grain has just been collected into the treasury, there is plenty of food in the hands of the people.

When the government collects grain, they always find ways to deduct it. They either dislike the inclusion of weed seeds in the grain, or they kick the wooden buckets containing the grain, thereby destroying the people's hard work.

Therefore, although Zongjun secretly collected grain from the black market, word of mouth spread quickly, making the entire Luoyang City and nearby people aware of it.

Jiang He also said that he wanted to reduce trouble for the people, so the grain sellers did not even need to take the grain to the black market. They only needed to tell the Zongjun the location of the warehouse, and the Zongjun would send people to purchase it.

Not only buying grain, but also buying grass.

Bean grains, bean cakes, soybean meal, millet bran, rice bran and dried cereal straw and straw.

These are what horses love to eat, and of course they are not ordinary horses, but war horses.

Grain, grass, grain.

The kind of food and grass that goes first before the army moves.

However, even though this matter was kept secret enough, Wei Ji still found out about it three days later.

He had thousands of customers, and every move of the people of Wei could not escape his eyes. What's more, the people who purchased military rations reported that apart from the food and grass raised from taxes, very little was sold privately by the people.

After careful investigation, some people confessed that the grain had been sold to a man in his thirties or forties, with fair skin and no beard.

He is fair-skinned and has no beard, and he is generous and seems to have endless money. This easily makes people think of Zongjun.

Wei Ji came to the door. He put a food box in front of Jiang He and said with a smile: "Chu people love to eat crabs. You grew up by the sea, do you like to eat them too?"

After Jiang He washed his hands, he broke open the crab shell, held the small spoon in his hand, and was about to scoop up the plump crab roe, but Wei Ji said again: "But I see that Xiao He likes to eat Wei's food now, and he bought so much grain. Is the gold in the warehouse almost exhausted?"

Jiang He put the crab down.

Her gaze dropped slightly, and her smart eyes hesitated for a while, but she finally stood up.

"Mr. Wei," the wind that came in through the courtyard blew her red clothes, making her like a burning flame, "you know, I am not a submissive person. Although I was born by the sea, I have not been raised to be open to all rivers. Personality. I am stingy, mean, and will retaliate for my anger. Therefore, whatever King Wei did, I must repay him a thousand times."

Yes, she will.

Wei Ji's heart felt like someone was holding it, painful and suffocating.

She said that rescuing her father was not enough.

Then what she is doing now is seeking revenge.

Wei Ji could vaguely think of what she wanted to do, but felt that it would be difficult to accomplish it.

"Xiao He," he finally stood up, looked at Jiang He and said sincerely, "What can I do?"

"Don't worry about it," Jiang He said, "Don't worry about it. Just pretend you don't know."

The autumn wind blew into the house, and Wei Ji suddenly felt that although he was standing in front of Jiang He, he seemed to be far away from her.

"It's very difficult for you to do this."

He coaxed gently, but he also knew that the girl in front of him was no longer the child crying on his back three years ago.

Destiny has forged her into a sword with a thin and sharp blade that cannot be despised or despised.

Jiang He lightly opened his red lips and said calmly: "'The first is to attack the enemy, then the second is to attack the enemy, the second is to attack the enemy, and then the second is to attack the city.' I don't have the soldiers and horses to attack the city, and the empty title of Princess An is not enough to attack the enemy. Then we can only use the only money on hand to show him if he can mess with the descendants of the Sun family!"

The strong wind blew the leaves into the house. She was like a god who could summon wind and rain, her clothes were fluttering and her eyebrows were frosty.Wei Ji looked at her with overwhelming affection in his heart.

"Xiao He," he said, "it doesn't have to be so difficult, you can still..."

You can still marry me.

I'll do this for you.

(End of this chapter)