After I disguised myself as a man, I became everyone's white moonlight

Her eyes clearly showed her thoughts, Rong Qingzhu could see it, but facing Qi Bai, he was helpless, "This is already the smallest thing I can take out."

After saying this, he opened his purse and handed it to Chu Xi.

Chu Xi could see at a glance that the purse contained nothing but gold and large-denomination silver bills. Obviously, for a young man from an aristocratic family like Rong Qingzhu, it was normal not to have small change.

"Okay, that's it, no need to change." Chu Xi saw that the broom vendor was also a small business and couldn't make change at all. She threw it lightly, and a gold ingot was accurately thrown into the vendor's hands.

The vendor looked at the gold in his hand, feeling surprised and at a loss. His tongue seemed to be tied with joy and he could hardly speak.

"...Thank you, sir."

Chu Xi issued the task, dividing the ten thousand people into four teams and sending them in different directions. As for how to sweep next, there was obviously no need for her to explain in detail.

Zhou Qi also sent out 10,000 soldiers. These 10,000 soldiers were to help drain the water from the houses first. Those who needed repairs would have their names recorded and arrangements for the repairs would be made tomorrow.

After explaining everything, Zhou Qi turned his gaze back to Zhou Yichen. He noticed that there were dozens of skilled guards standing behind him, and frowned in slight surprise.

The remaining tens of thousands of soldiers are responsible for guarding these hundreds of thousands of civilians. If anyone insists on going back, they can go back, but they need to report in advance.

Han Yaojun climbed up the city wall, and there were less than two hundred soldiers left with them. These people were responsible for guarding the city wall.

Guarding the city is also a major priority. They have just returned to the city, and the deployment of troops for patrols and guarding the city walls needs to be rearranged.

Zhou Qi and Chu Xi did not go up to the city wall.

Zhou Qi's gaze stayed calmly on Zhou Yichen. The more he looked at him, the more frightened he became. He had an outstanding appearance, extraordinary temperament, and was as cold and sharp as a sword drawn from its sheath. Just one look at him made people feel as if a mountain was pressing down on their heads, making them feel a little breathless.

He turned his head and asked Chu Xi, "Prince, who is this?"

"General Zhou, this is..." Chu Xi approached Zhou Qi and lowered his voice to tell him Zhou Yichen's identity, "His Royal Highness the Third Prince."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Qi bowed to Zhou Yichen without saying a word, his face solemn and respectful, "Greetings, Your Highness. I didn't know your identity before and didn't bow in time. Please don't blame me."

Zhou Yichen said calmly, "It's okay, I don't blame those who don't know."

"The other one is Prime Minister Rong's legitimate son, Rong Jinfeng." Chu Xi also introduced Rong Qingzhu who was standing next to him.

Qingzhu is Rong Jinfeng's pen name, but facing Zhou Qi, who has no connection with Rong Qingzhu, it is very inappropriate for Chu Xi to directly introduce Rong Qingzhu's pen name.

Rong Qingzhu's family background is indeed better than Zhou Qi's, but judging from their official positions, Rong Qingzhu's position is not higher than Zhou Qi's, so Zhou Qi is neither humble nor arrogant when facing Rong Qingzhu.

He just nodded slightly at Rong Qingzhu.

Rong Qingzhu smiled faintly and returned the greeting, "General Zhou, you are polite."

Chu Xi followed Zhou Qi's gaze and looked back, and his gaze fell on Sun Changfan, Yu Chengwen and others.

The two of them no longer had the glory they had as military generals. The coarse linen clothes and the chains on their hands and feet restricted their movements, so that they felt much heavier when they walked.

Han Yaojun deliberately placed the people under Chu Xi's custody these days because Chu Xi's martial arts skills were higher than theirs, and keeping them by his side was like taking out an insurance policy.

When facing people who collaborate with the enemy and commit treason, Zhou Qi will naturally not give them a good face, even if the other party has been through life and death with him and they are comrades.

In the eyes of Zhou Qi, who is upright, patriotic and intolerant of any injustice, they are no longer comrades-in-arms.

"Has anything happened these days?" Zhou Qi knew that there were many people at the city gate, and as a military commander, he had rarely learned how to use euphemisms.

Chu Xi was not as secretive as Zhou Qi, but spoke frankly.

"We have been keeping them under our care for a while, but there are only a few people who have come to rescue them. Instead, there have been assassins who have come one after another to kill them."

She did not lower her voice on purpose when she said this. Sun Changfan and Yu Chengwen, who were not far away, were both martial artists and could hear what she said clearly.

The two had mixed feelings in their hearts. Compared to committing suicide, this feeling of waiting to die was the most tormenting.

During the few days in the mountains, they could hear noises outside the tent every night, the clanging sounds of weapons, like chains that could take someone's life at any time.

They have no power to resist, and their lives and deaths are in the hands of others.

"It's reasonable." Zhou Qi had a blank expression on his face and spoke in a slightly cold tone, "Since they have become pawns of others and have chosen to collaborate with the enemy and commit treason, they should know what will happen if they are discovered."

If you succeed, there might be a way to survive, but if you fail, there is only the option of killing to silence the witnesses, and that is a dead end!

"What are the people behind them doing?" Zhou Qi glanced from a distance and saw that there were dozens of people behind Sun Changfan and others.

"They attempted to assassinate Your Highness and the assassins were captured." Chu Xi did not hide anything and told Zhou Qi frankly.

Zhou Qi was stunned, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that there was nothing surprising. There were spies from the Seventh Prince, the Eighth Prince and others in the army. It was normal for someone to assassinate the Third Prince when he arrived.

He did not ask Chu Jiang and the others what they were going to do with the assassins. It was not their turn to tell them how to deal with the assassins. After all, the Third Prince was still involved.

"I'll go see if there's anything else I can help with. Your Highness, excuse me." Zhou Qi had no intention of participating in the fight for the throne, so he naturally adopted a neither humble nor arrogant attitude towards Zhou Yichen.

Zhou Yichen nodded, "General, please do as you please."

He is different from other princes. Others may think that the more people support the military, the better, but what he wants is not the number of people, but willingness to follow and like-minded people.

The three of them walked forward, and Chu Xi joined the cleaning team. The flood was so severe that many places on the street were blocked by collapsed beams, wood and other things.

She easily picked up a thick beam with one hand and threw it to the open space against the wall.

Turning around, she saw Rong Qingzhu, who was barely able to even tie a chicken, also trying to move wood like her. His movements were very similar to hers, but... he had the physique of a scholar and didn't have enough strength.

He had only taken two steps after lifting the wood when it slipped out of his hand and fell to the ground, about to hit Rong Qingzhu's feet.

Chu Xi moved closer, grabbed Rong Qingzhu's arm with one hand, and with a little force, pulled him towards himself.

She thought for a moment and tactfully advised, "...It's good that you want to help, but this wood is a bit heavy for you, so don't force yourself."

If he hit his foot, given Rong Qingzhu's physique, he would need seven or eight days to recover from the injury.