Quick Wear: I Became the Savior of the Doomsday

The trip to Bujue Temple was delayed because of Wen Yubai's sudden summons. Zhong Suhan could only explain the situation to Jiao Liuer, who was dressed up with an apologetic look.

Knowing that they couldn't go together, Jiao Liu'er had a look of disappointment that was hard to conceal, but she still smiled and said sensibly: "Young General, don't feel guilty. You are a great general, so you should put your family, country and the world first. It's okay for Meijing, sister-in-law and I to go to Bujue Temple together. If you are worried, you can ask Luo Kuan to go with us."

Luo Kuan is now in a wheelchair and cannot get up. If something really happens, Jiao Liu'er and others will take care of him. She said this just to let Zhong Suhan go to the palace with peace of mind.

Zhong Suhan and Luo Kuan looked at each other, and after thinking for a moment, they said, "You go with Jiao Liu'er. If you encounter any problems, you can show the token and make sure to protect them."

"Yes."

After explaining everything, Zhong Suhan still had an ominous premonition lingering in his heart. He rode on Sanliang's back and looked at Jiao Liu'er who was standing at the door and looking up at him with a smile.

Perhaps to match the scenery of the lotus flowers, Jiao Liu'er wore a lotus pink dress with butterflies and lotus flowers embroidered on the hem. On her head, she did not wear a gold or silver hairpin as usual, but a Yingshan brooch in the shape of a lotus.

The finest silk thread used to wrap the flowers had a wonderful color combination, and paired with her skirt, it made her look as delicate and innocent as a young girl of 28.

With Luo Kuan by her side, Jiao Liu'er shouldn't be in any danger. Zhong Suhan rubbed Ming Qiu who was sticking his head out from under his clothes, and gave him a few more instructions before leaving.

Jiao Liuer stood at the door until she could no longer see the back of her young military master, then she smiled and said to Luo Kuan, "It's just a trip to Bujue Temple to see the lotus flowers, what could possibly happen? The older the young military master gets, the more he worries."

"The general is just concerned about you." Luo Kuan said, "When would you like to leave, Madam?"

"Let's go ask my sister-in-law and Meijing first. It's said that Bujue Temple is very accurate in finding a husband. It would be great if it can help Meijing find her ideal husband."

She smiled, lifted her skirt, stepped over the threshold and entered the mansion. She looked indescribably charming with her lowered brows and faint smile.

Such a touching look would naturally not be missed by passers-by, and one of them even secretly painted this scene and sent it to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

In the Prime Minister's Mansion, Xie Nian was sitting in a chair reading a book. The man next to him was respectfully reporting the recent developments in the capital, and he was holding a portrait of Jiao Liu'er in his hand.

Ancient paintings were mostly freehand, and this was also true for portraits. The painter of this picture had good skills, and he brought out Jiao Liu'er's beauty and temperament to about 70% of the point in the portrait.

Xie Nian knew that she would only become more beautiful. Thinking of the defeat she suffered at the hands of Zhong Suhan in the last life, the corners of her mouth slightly raised. She interrupted the man's report and asked in a gentle voice, "Where is Wen Yunqing?"

"The prince is listening to a little song in the teahouse."

"Send someone to tell the prince that the lotus flowers in Bujue Temple are in full bloom, and take this painting with you."

"Yes."

After arranging everything, Xie Nian looked at the child playing outside the study. Zhong Suran was a girl, so the child naturally couldn't be his.

The child noticed his gaze, turned around and saw that it was his beloved father who was looking at him. The uncle who had played with him since childhood had left, as if he had made an agreement with his father. So he confidently ran towards Xie Nian, calling out innocently, "Daddy~"

"Hey~" Xie Nian smiled, opened his arms to catch the child flying towards him, lifted him up and held him in his arms, "Did you listen to your mother and play with the little rabbit today?"

"Have!"

Zhong Suhan couldn't help sneezing when he dismounted his horse outside the palace wall. He rubbed his nose and without thinking too much, threw the heavy reins to the soldier guarding the gate and followed the eunuch waiting at the door into the room.

Not long after she left, she saw Zhang Daqian who was on duty in the palace. The two looked at each other but did not have much interaction. The news of their discord in the capital had already been spreading like wildfire, and the fact that they did not say hello when they met further confirmed the rumor.

Zhong Suhan did this on purpose. Although Zhang Daqian didn't understand, he knew that this was what she expected, so he pretended not to see her and scolded the people on the list she gave him that day.

"Captain Zhong, His Majesty has been waiting inside for a long time." Huang Ying was standing at the door of the hall and saw her coming. She breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, the only one who could persuade His Majesty was Captain Zhong.

"Palace attendant Huang, what's going on? Why are you calling me to the palace in such a hurry?"

"What else could it be? Those Tartars are causing trouble again." Huang Ying said, "They sent a letter of marriage, and His Majesty is in a rage inside. Go and try to persuade him."

"Okay, don't worry." Zhong Suhan said as he stepped into the palace. The hall was in a mess, memorials were thrown everywhere, and many were torn. The four treasures of the study were scattered all over the place, and tea was spilled on the marble floor.

She saw at a glance the memorial that made Wen Yubai furious, and she bent down to pick it up. After a casual glance, she knew why her Majesty was so angry.

The Tatars, also known as the Tartars, refer to the nomadic peoples in the east. There are many nomadic tribes, and they were originally independent of each other. As soon as the Spring and Autumn Period came, they burned, killed and looted on the border of the State of Yan. They were difficult to deal with and difficult to prevent, just like a locust plague.

In the past, Yan State had no good way to deal with these barbarians. It could only follow the example of the ancients and build city walls to reduce the losses in border towns. Later, a fierce general named Zhong Suhan emerged and, under the order of the late emperor, counterattacked the various tribes outside the border.

Perhaps sensing the crisis, a ruthless man emerged over there, subdued all the tribes, formed an alliance, and called themselves the Sixteen Tatar Tribes, with their leader being called Darughachi.

However, such an alliance was of no use. It took Zhong Suhan three years to defeat them and make them submit a letter of surrender.

Now they are jumping around again, only because they see that she is not at the border, and Yan State has been fighting wars for more than ten years, with an empty treasury and no strength to target the Sixteen Tatar tribes. They want to take the opportunity to stir up trouble and bite off a piece of Yan State's meat.

"The Darughachi doesn't have the guts to provoke the Yan Kingdom. There must be someone behind the scenes directing them." Wen Yubai saw her coming and picked up the memorial to read. He said angrily, "These barbarians really don't know how to be polite, righteous, and honest. They actually asked for Princess Ping'an. Do they know who Princess Ping'an is from? And how old is Princess Ping'an this year!"

Princess Ping'an was the daughter of Concubine Dowager Yu. She risked half her life and took three days and three nights to give birth to this child.

Not to mention how much Concubine Yu loved Princess Ping'an, even Wen Yubai was very protective of his sister. When he heard that Darughachi wanted Ping'an to marry, he beat her if she disagreed, and he was so angry that he almost coughed up blood.