You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

As the weather gets colder, warriors from all over the place appear frequently. They are dressed in dragon and fish costumes and are obviously members of the Imperial Guard. They have only one goal - to hunt down the long-missing Princess Yu Qingxi.

However, Yu Qingxi seemed to have disappeared without a trace.

The lives of the common people became increasingly difficult, and the refugees, fueled by various conflicts, finally erupted in rebellion! ! !

When the officials in the court heard the news, they were immediately panicked.

They originally thought that they would quell the internal disputes within the army and then send troops to suppress the uprising of the people. However, the situation developed much faster than they expected.

The supplies and food for each army had not yet been gathered, the soldiers' morale was low, and food was in short supply. Even if the court issued an order, the effect would be greatly reduced.

Cui Jianguo has been frowning since he learned the news.

He knew that the eldest princess's tactics played an important role in this.

Cui Jianguo couldn't help but admire him: "The timing is just right, which shows how sharp his vision is. He is really a formidable opponent."

Just as Cui Jianguo had expected, among these refugees there were many soldiers secretly arranged by Yu Qingxi.

Their job was to guide the conversation, and at this point, their job was done.

Most of the people in the rebel army had received favors from Yu Qingxi. They did not suppress the rumors in the rebel army, but instead showed a vague attitude of support.

The rebels also had their own considerations. If they could get close to the eldest princess, the uprising would become more legitimate.

Of course, all this will take time to ferment slowly.

At this time, there were only a few hundred people left in the volcano.

Most people have been divided into small teams and are heading to the vicinity of the imperial city to wait for assembly, while a small number of people have been sent to the imperial capital to prepare for the next action.

Changqing had packed his bags and led hundreds of people to bid farewell to the volcano.

Next, they divided their troops into two groups. Yu Qingxi and Wang Gang negotiated with the rebels.

Changqing walked along the main road towards the imperial city.

Five days later, in a teahouse in the imperial city, everyone sat together, sipping hot tea and chatting about all sorts of things.

Suddenly, a conversation between two people at one table attracted everyone's attention.

One person said mysteriously, "Have you heard? The people are very dissatisfied with the current court and think that all the officials are treacherous. Recently, farmers in many places have risen up and started uprisings."

He paused, then continued: "Moreover, these insurgents all have a common slogan."

He deliberately kept the question in suspense and said no more.

Another person urged impatiently: "Oh? Stop keeping us in suspense and tell us now."

The man looked around and whispered in the other man's ear:

"A foolish ruler ruins the country, treacherous ministers disrupt politics, depose the emperor, a wise ruler is given by heaven, Qingxi is the master."

Because they were in the imperial city and involved the royal family, their voices were almost extremely small. Once such remarks were made public, the consequences would be disastrous.

Sitting at a table by the window of the teahouse, a young man in very ordinary clothes was looking at the somewhat deserted street outside the window.

It is evergreen.

He overheard their conversation and couldn't help but become interested.

Although the voices of the two people were reduced, Changqing's body had become extremely sensitive after being tempered, so these whispers were naturally no problem for him.

Changqing nodded silently. It seemed that Yu Qingxi was making smooth progress.

However, he looked at the confused expressions of the people around the teahouse and sneered, thinking to himself:

"I didn't expect that the Imperial City, as the capital of a country, would be so closed to news. Did the court deliberately suppress the news, or did it think that the rebels were just pariahs who could not be compared with the military elite?"

This reminded Chang Qing of a sentence from a famous novel in his previous life: "It's not ignorance and weakness that defeat you, but arrogance."

Perhaps it won’t be long before people see what kind of feats the so-called inferior people are capable of.

The two men were still talking in low voices, completely unaware that their conversation had been heard by Chang Qing.

Changqing stood up, paid for the tea, and left the teahouse.

He walked on the streets of the imperial city and saw that it was majestic, with numerous courtyards and pavilions, and the bluestone-paved roads were unusually smooth.

Most people were dressed in brocade clothes, and the sounds of hawking could be heard one after another, creating a prosperous scene.

This is the situation after most of the businesses have withdrawn. It is hard to imagine how lively the scene would be if those businesses were still there.

Chang Qing asked about the location of the Logistics Department, and after identifying the direction, he walked towards the Logistics Department in the city.

It was not until noon the next day that he appeared in a cave outside the imperial city.

The cave is huge, with many fires burning deep inside. Human figures are dimly visible in the firelight.

See Changqing come in.

Everyone bowed and called out, "Master Zhang."

These people were exactly Yu Qingxi's army, numbering several hundred people.

In front of Changqing, there stood two sturdy men, one tall and one short. They looked like brothers, and both had the strength of a late Wuzong.

Changqing gathered the two together and had a small meeting in front of the fire.

He spoke

"The court has stepped up efforts to collect supplies and prepare to send them to the army. The officials have also guessed the princess's intention and want to send the supplies to the army as soon as possible so that the army can go out to suppress the rebels. After all, it is difficult to repay a favor."

After a pause, he continued, "Our goal this time is to seize this part of the supplies. On the one hand, it can make the military officials lose their loyalty, and on the other hand, these supplies can also be used to support our rebel army. This matter concerns the overall situation, so please go all out!"

The two brothers nodded in agreement, their faces showing a determination to die. Chang Qing smiled and patted their shoulders and said:

"Don't be too stressed. Even though they have more people and more power, we are not going to fight them head-on. We need to use some tricks to deal with this."

The two brothers looked at each other, somewhat puzzled. The smaller brother couldn't help but ask, "Master Zhang, what method are you talking about?"

Changqing took out the red mist wrapped in goat intestines from his arms, and the two brothers hurried away. They had been greatly harmed by this thing and had an instinctive fear of it.

Chang Qing continued, "This is undiluted mist. If you smell it, you will vomit. The grain transport team will set out the day after tomorrow and will be divided into four directions. So we have to split into four teams. When the grain transport team is resting at night, we will all mask our faces, wear black night clothes, and tear open the sheep intestines directly in the upwind direction, making them vomit until they are powerless, and then go in to intercept the grain and goods."

After thinking for a while, he said: "The mask can be soaked in tea to minimize the impact of the mist, so that there will be no accidents when taking action."

After the two brothers left, they immediately began to deploy their battle plan.

The next day, the sky was gloomy and snowflakes were flying. Soon, a thin layer of snow covered the ground.

Chang Qing knew that the mission was urgent, so he stayed up all night, paying close attention to the messages sent by carrier pigeons from the spies in the city.

Fortunately, everything was under control and no accidents occurred.

As the night deepened, the soldiers divided into small teams and quietly dispersed in various directions.

Changqing did not rush to act, but went to the imperial city first to inform the lurking soldiers to start implementing the plan to "stain the emperor with ink".

As night fell, Changqing met up with his team and began to estimate the best ambush location for tomorrow night and made careful preparations in advance.

During the long night, Changqing chose a windproof valley as a resting place. The team of nearly a hundred people was quiet and disciplined. Everyone ate dry food in silence, recuperated, and waited for tomorrow's battle.

In the second half of the night, a carrier pigeon suddenly flew over, and on the envelope attached to the pigeon's feet was written: "The Logistics Department set out an hour ago." Presumably, the other three teams had also received the same letter sent by carrier pigeon.

Chang Qing threw the letter into the fire, took out the map, identified the direction, and silently calculated the possible destination of the logistics team tomorrow night.

After dawn, Changqing led the team and quietly followed the logistics team.

The weather was clear and the group of people walked silently through the forest. Because they did not take the main road, they were not discovered.

As dusk approached, Changqing ordered the team to stop and start changing into night clothes.

Not far away, an army of about two hundred people pulling dozens of carts of food and supplies were setting up camp in the distance.

The smoke from the cooking stove was rising, and it was obvious that it was almost time for dinner.