Yi Xin as a concubine

Wei Yu's voice interrupted Xin Baoer's tangled emotions. Turning around, Zhao Xian had already taken the note that had not yet been unfolded.

Xin Baoer suppressed her inexplicable depression, unfolded the note with her slender hands, and read it word by word.

"Ayu, write a letter to Yifan, telling him that Yingzhou will be out of trouble within three days. Also send my letters to the various families in Yingzhou, and let Yifan make the arrangements as appropriate."

"We should speed up as well. We must enter the city tomorrow. We should arrange for people to pick us up on the way. The Simon Army is everywhere now. It is always better to be careful. We must not let anything go wrong at this critical moment."

After reading the note, Xin Baoer seemed to have all her strength back and gave orders one after another.

The rest of the journey was just like riding an ordinary roller coaster for Xin Baoer and Zhao Xian who were sitting in the car. If the car floors had not been covered with soft fur, the two would probably have been covered in wounds when they got off the car.

Near noon the next day, the group of five finally arrived at Yingzhou and successfully met up with Mo Xuan Yifan who was waiting in the pavilion.

Xin Baoer was helped out of the car by Zhao Xian and Wei Yu. The servant looked pale and her legs were weak, while Zhao Xian was only slightly better than her and could barely support her.

"Sister-in-law, this... did we encounter the Simon Army?"

Mo Yuan Yifan saw a carriage coming from afar, and with his sharp eyes he spotted Xin Chengzhi riding a horse nearby, trotting down from the pavilion.

He never expected that as soon as he came down, he saw his sister-in-law, who looked half-dead. He was so scared that his little heart almost stopped working.

Xin Baoer took two deep breaths to calm the churning liquid in her stomach, and said weakly, "I was too playful on the way and miscalculated the time to enter the city. It's nothing, just rest for a while."

"Then let's go to the pavilion to rest first. We still have a tough battle to fight when we enter the city. Those old scholars are very stubborn." Mo Xuan Yifan said with great distress.

At the moment, Xin Baoer just wanted to sit down and breathe some fresh air. She had no energy to think about anything else. She nodded with great effort, and followed Wei Yu into the pavilion with unsteady steps.

After resting for about half an hour, Xin Baoer felt better, but her face still looked a little pale. However, she saw that outsiders always wore veils, so it didn't matter.

We got on the carriage again and drove for more than an hour before finally arriving at a teahouse. The teahouse had a very Yingzhou style and the gatehouse was decorated in an antique style.

Walking into the store, you will see two hollow floors with elegant decoration. There are several bookshelves covering the entire wall, and famous calligraphy and paintings are hung everywhere. The air seems to be filled with the scent of ink, even covering up the tea fragrance from the teahouse.

Seeing those books, Xin Baoer's eyes lit up. This scene reminded her of her own library, where there were memories of more than ten years ago.

It was also the first place she saw when she opened her eyes. Thinking of this, she remembered that a masked man saved her when she was dying that night. Now thinking about it, those eyes seemed a little familiar. Where had she seen them before?

"We're here, sister-in-law." Mo Xuan Yifan said.

Xin Baoer woke up almost instantly, then tensed her nerves and got into a state of preparation for battle, with a professional smile on her face beneath the veil.

"Grandpa, uncles and aunts, Miss Xin is here." Mo Xuan Yifan pushed open the door of a private room and said to the people inside.

As Mo Xuan Yifan's broad back moved away, Xin Baoer's slender figure was revealed. She was wearing a pink and blue cross-collared skirt. The hem of the skirt was smudged with ink, like distant mountains, like layers of forests, and like clouds gradually disappearing in the morning light. Every step she took brought a new scene, and it was so beautiful.

"Mr. Mo Xuan, long time no see. You look in good spirits." Xin Baoer greeted him naturally, her tone as familiar as if she were an old friend who hadn't seen him for many years.

But the person standing in front of everyone was clearly just a little girl under 20 years old. Everyone looked at the great scholar Mo Xuan sitting in the main seat with puzzled eyes, and the meaning of their questioning was very obvious.

"Long time no see. The little girl is getting more and more capable." The great scholar Mo Xuan did not answer, but looked at Xin Baoer kindly and replied.

After a brief greeting between the two, Xin Baoer sat down obediently opposite the great scholar Mo Yuan. She looked weak and fragile, and didn't look like she was here to negotiate at all.

So a group of old men who thought highly of themselves became even more disdainful of the little girl in front of them. They were all famous scholars and should not discuss political affairs with a little girl who was still wet behind the ears.

In their view, women should stay at home, put on makeup, play the piano and embroider, take care of their husbands and children, instead of showing up in public and competing with men.

Xin Baoer seemed to be fiddling with the teacup in her hand with her head down, but she was taking in the expressions of everyone in the room out of the corner of her eye, and a faint mocking smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

These old scholars are full of knowledge which is really admirable, but their shortcomings are also really infuriating.

"If you agree to my conditions, Simon must withdraw his troops within three days." Xin Baoer said directly.

She was really too lazy to waste time talking to a group of old men. Firstly, she was still feeling a little unwell. Secondly, even if she spoke nicely, they would not appreciate it. Instead, they would bring out a lot of stories from classics and historical books to prove that her behavior was heretical.

"You are so arrogant, little girl. As far as I know, a tribe in Simon's country is taking advantage of the two countries' attack to start a civil war. It is only a matter of time before Simon withdraws his troops. Why should we make a deal with a young boy like you?" An old man said with a glare and the disdain in his tone was too obvious.

Xin Baoer didn't care. The friends behind her couldn't help but clench their fists. Mo Xuan Yifan also gave his grandfather a sly look.

The great scholar Mo Xuan sat there drinking tea calmly, with an indifferent and relaxed attitude, as if he had nothing to do with the matter. Mo Xuan Yifan was so angry that his teeth itched, and he moved his lips without caring whether the other party could see it or not.

"Just wait, I'm going to tell my cousin that you took the lead in bullying his wife."

"About a month ago, the rebellious tribe received a shipment of food sufficient for the winter."

"Half a month ago, Queen Nanzhao came to Seabuckthorn in person and signed a contract with an annual income of one million. Before that, King Seabuckthorn also signed a long-term land rental contract, which can ensure that Seabuckthorn will no longer lack food and clothing."

Xin Baoer didn't respond to them at all and just kept saying what she wanted to say.

"You don't want to say that you did all this, it's a joke." An old man shouted angrily.

"Whether it is funny or not, I don't know. I only know that people value profit and will not do anything without it. If there is no profit to be gained, please help me analyze why they suddenly sent troops?" Xin Baoer asked instead of answering.

"Arrogant!" Some old man suddenly said.

"I was able to bring about the current situation. I think I have the capital to be more arrogant than some trapped beasts." Xin Baoer said indifferently.

A group of old men were so angry that they were half dead. Two of them even pointed their trembling fingers at Xin Baoer, but they didn't say a word for a long time.

"Xian'er, quickly pour tea for the old gentlemen. You see, they are so angry that they can't say a word. If anything happens, I will be blamed for a heinous crime. My neck is too thin to support such a tall hat." Xin Bao'er was still leisurely, and her tone did not change significantly.

"It is indeed difficult to raise a woman and a villain. I, the immortal, really did not deceive you."

"Haha!" Xin Baoer just smiled and said nothing.

"Okay, let's not talk about trivial matters now. My young friend has already expressed his opinion. What do the heads of other families think?" The great scholar Mo Xuan finally had enough of the fun and decided to be a peacemaker.

"With the current situation in the Central Plains, how can we send our young people there? Isn't that the same as sending them to die? I don't agree."

"Yes, it's not easy to raise a promising youngster in the family. If something goes wrong there, what are we old guys going to do?"

"Yingzhou is such a small place, how can we send so many idle people? Other countries will not allow us to do that. If the balance is broken, it will be really detrimental to the development of our Yingzhou. Please think twice, Mr. Mo Xuan."

One after another, people were saying bad things about the company, but Xin Baoer was not in a hurry. She continued to pour herself tea at a leisurely pace, but she did not drink it. Her slender hands rubbed the teacup back and forth, trying to warm herself with the remaining warmth.

"Don't you even have enough charcoal? My baby is weak and can't stand the cold." Qin Chu seemed to see her intention and took the initiative to walk over and hand her a hand warmer, while at the same time complaining to the old men in disdain.