Yi Xin as a concubine

Chu Xingchen jumped off his horse and caught the small cannonball flying towards him. Because his body had not fully recovered yet and he was in a hurry to get on with his journey so he abandoned the carriage and rode a horse instead, his body was relatively weak. He was almost knocked backward by the impact of the small cannonball.

Fortunately, he had a good foundation in martial arts and quick reactions, so he was able to stabilize his body in time, otherwise he would have been embarrassed in front of his subordinates.

"Have you gained weight recently?" Chu Xingchen asked with a smile.

He hasn't seen her for more than a month, and now this little guy is the only one in the palace who makes him so worried. Even though he is extremely tired, he is more patient than he is with other people.

"I just grew taller, okay? Daddy just isn't as good at talking as Aunt Xin." Chu Duanhong said dissatisfiedly, kicking his calves.

The chubby little face is wrinkled into a ball, and the pink little mouth is pouting, which is so cute that it is unfair. It has to be said that although Xiang Qing’s personality is not likable, her genes are impeccable.

"Master, let's go back to the mansion first." Wangchuan rode forward and looked at the people who were standing still around him.

Before Chu Xingchen could speak, Chu Duanhong saw the big horse and started yelling, "Uncle Wangchuan, I want to ride the big horse."

Chu Xingchen also saw the surrounding situation clearly at this time. The people entering and leaving the city gate were blocked by their group and the carriages of the group of people who came to greet him, causing the traffic to gather together and unable to enter or leave.

"Inform the people guarding the city to close the city gates 25 minutes later today so as not to delay the people from returning home."

Wangchuan said: "Yes."

Chu Xingchen heard Wangchuan's response, picked up Chu Duanhong with one hand, and leaped onto the horse's back. He placed the little guy on his chest, tore open his cloak to wrap him up, gently pinched the horse's belly and shouted: "Go back home!"

Upon hearing this, the people blocking the door consciously made way for them and respectfully invited Chu Xingchen to pass through. However, how much sincerity there was in their respect was a matter of opinion.

After Chu Xingchen's team had all passed through the city gate, those who came to greet them boarded their own carriages and followed consciously according to their rank and prestige. In this way, the team became longer and longer, and finally Chu Xingchen had already entered the mansion gate, and there was still a long dragon wagging its tail behind him.

In the end, it was Chu Xingchen who gave an impassioned speech and finally sent everyone away.

As night fell, Chu Xingchen had washed up and was about to go to rest when Wang Chuan hurriedly knocked on the door and came in.

"Master, something bad has happened. I just received news that something happened in Yingzhou."

Chu Xingchen frowned subconsciously, took the letter handed over by Wangchuan, and quickly read it by candlelight.

Yingzhou has a special geographical location, being located at the junction of three countries. For many years, wars between any two countries have not affected its stability, which shows its social status.

A city inhabited by a group of literati has no strategic value in itself. However, these weak scholars who cannot carry anything are all proud and never afraid of any power. Whenever they encounter or hear of any injustice, they will definitely criticize it.

King Simon was an ambitious man. Ever since the unification of his country, he had always wanted to expand to the surrounding areas. None of the neighboring countries had not been harassed by him. However, the civil strife in Simon had just subsided at that time, and it took a certain amount of time to recover money, food, and people. That was why there was no large-scale war with any neighboring country.

However, a few years passed, Simon had rested and recuperated, and the king's ambition began to burn again.

After these years of recuperation, Asiro, the rough man from the grassland, the king of Simon, has learned some conspiracies and schemes from several advisers around him. He no longer calls for fighting and killing, but focuses on the reserve of talents.

However, a scoundrel is a scoundrel. No matter how he disguises himself, he cannot change his nature as a hunter.

All the Yingzhou people who appeared in their country would be investigated, and if they were talented, they would be recruited to their side, using all kinds of overt and covert means.

Apart from a pen and a proud character, the literati are actually quite weak. They really can't stand the various blatant difficulties posed by the king. After losing several people who were highly expected, they finally attracted the attention of the literary giants and powerful families in Yingzhou.

As the first family in Yingzhou and the leader of scholars, the Moxuan family naturally could not stay out of it. They immediately decided not to send anyone to Simon for training. At the same time, they issued a letter to attack Simon and demand the release of the Yingzhou scholars who were imprisoned.

Although King Simon was in high spirits, he was a rough man who had never learned any culture since childhood and had been ridiculed and insulted by children of the same ethnic group.

Now that he had the opportunity to torture and force these self-important literati, he suddenly felt an inexplicable excitement, as if he had found the pleasure of revenge. It was impossible for him to let them go at this time!

After that, the two sides entered into a tug-of-war. One side refused to release the prisoners and refused to admit its mistakes, with an arrogant attitude as if it could destroy the other side just by threatening them. The other side had no soldiers or weapons, but only a pen in its hand. Letters of condemnation were sent all over the world, and it seemed as if they were going to pin King Simon to death forever on the pillar of shame in history.

The stubbornness and difficulty of the scholar finally angered King Simon, who in a rage ordered his troops to destroy the tiny city of Yingzhou.

When Chu Xingchen received the news, Yingzhou had been besieged for half a month.

Don't get me wrong, the reason why it took so long to take over Yingzhou was not because Asilo suddenly became kind-hearted, but mainly because the country was ruled by scholars. There were many students in his own country who had studied or were currently studying in Yingzhou.

No matter how powerful King Simon is, he cannot do something like killing the chicken to get the eggs and cut off his own foundation, so he can only surround the people and wait for them to give in and give up resistance.

There are very few people in Yingzhou who farm on their own, and most of the daily necessities in the city are purchased from neighboring countries. For the people of Yingzhou, self-sufficiency seems like a fantasy.

Faced with the dwindling food supply in the city, several large families are powerless and can only take turns opening their warehouses to release food. He can still cope with it in the short term, but in the long run, no one knows when that pervert Asilo will stop?

"Who sent the letter?" Chu Xingchen put away the letter in his hand and asked Wangchuan.

"I don't know. It wasn't sent through our regular channels." Wang Chuan scratched his head, smiled awkwardly, and then said seriously, "I'll check it out right away."

"Check and see if the news is true. If it is true, what is the sender's purpose? If the situation is true, I'm afraid there will be a hard fight. If it is not true, we must find out what the other party's purpose is?" Chu Xingchen felt very tired. He raised his hand to rub the wing of his nose and gave a serious order.

"Yes." The matter was of great importance, Wangchuan did not dare to delay and ran off to do it.

Chu Xingchen was no longer sleepy. He raised his hand and called over another guard on duty. "Write to Shura and Huang Quan and ask them to return quickly."

"Yes." The guard also took the order and went out.

After Wang Chuan finished explaining the matter, he came back and saw that his master had not yet gone to bed, so he walked in and asked, "Master, are you worried about the safety of the great scholar?"

Chu Xingchen nodded and asked, "What did Yifan say?"

Wang Chuan shook his head and said, "There is no news from my cousin, but he has been leading his troops over mountains and across rivers for a whole month, so it is normal that he has not received any information."

"Send a pigeon to tell him to come back quickly. There are some things that only he can do justly." Chu Xingchen ordered again.

Wang Chuan nodded, spread out Chu Xingchen's bedding, and said, "Master, you should rest early. Your body has not recovered yet. If Madam Xin were here, she would definitely feel distressed."

After Wangchuan finished speaking, he looked at his master cautiously. He saw that his master was stunned for a moment when he heard his words, but then he returned to normal and began to take off his clothes slowly. It seemed that he had heard it, which made his tense nerves relax immediately. After helping the man lie down, he blew out the candlestick and carefully retreated.

However, Chu Xingchen fell asleep very quickly on the bed. The days of running around were really exhausting for this injured man.

The days passed slowly as I waited. Five days later, it was already November and the weather had become colder.

But the news that Wangchuan brought back was like the early winter, making people feel even colder.

After investigation, it was found that the siege of Yingzhou was true, and the reserves of the major families were sufficient. However, the great scholar Mo Xuan was infected with a serious illness and could not get up. Without a good doctor, I am afraid he would not have much time left.

"Wangchuan, pack up and set off for Yingzhou!"