A map of the northwest lies quietly on the desk, and I ponder it day and night.

He leaned against someone and said, "I want to see the complete map of the Daliang Dynasty."

Qin Xiuyuan readily followed suit, reaching out to pull a scroll from the bamboo tube and unfolding it. All the maps in the study were drawn based on his memories from the military camp. He had only seen the complete map of the Daliang Dynasty twice in Juxian Hall, so his sketch was naturally sketchy.

To the east stood the Liao Kingdom, to the west the Dashi Kingdom dominated the far north. Following this, the Liang Dynasty was fragmented, with various kingdoms claiming different spheres of influence.

"Qin Xiuyuan, what do you think of the general who guards the country?" Wangshu pointed to the capital where the emperor was.

"He achieved remarkable military feats in his early years, and last year he put aside past grudges and sent food to Yaocheng. He is truly a generous hero."

Wangshu agreed. "I think you can go and join him."

As soon as the words were spoken, a gasp sounded. Qin Xiuyuan felt as if he would never be able to see into Wangshu's heart. He murmured, "I am from the Northwest Army."

Wangshu pushed him and said, "Nonsense!"

...He couldn't tell who was talking nonsense.

"The Fourth Young Master Qin died in battle. The Northwest Army should avenge him. I'm afraid the people from the General's Mansion will come looking for me."

He was at the forefront of the enemy twice and gave two predictive warnings. At this time, someone would remember him.

"You going?"

He nodded, "I will." After thinking for a moment, he answered accurately, "Don't worry, I will be careful."

"I won't let you go." Wangshu turned the brush while looking at the capital of Daliang Dynasty.

Completely unexpected, "Why?" Qin Xiuyuan put one hand around her waist and promised very seriously, his voice becoming softer than a mosquito: "I will pay attention to how to escape... Only... you..."

"They will definitely kill you." Wangshu threw down his pen. "Those who obey me will live, those who disobey me will die. You rely on your ability, but they can actually take your position away just because they are not happy with you."

...Qin Xiuyuan shook his head. The Third Young Master was not as broad-minded as the General, but he would not let him die in vain.

"You are Qin Xiuyuan, not a member of the Northwest Army, nor someone who should avenge the Fourth Young Master."

Wangshu patted his handsome face. "Your younger brother is already eleventh in line, and he's the eleventh among his sons... You're your only father. Who will avenge your father when he dies? Only you. The Fourth Young Master was born into power and died in high esteem. He enjoyed wealth and splendor and many beautiful wives. What's so pitiful about him?"

"The general has been stealing women and playing with them. He has a ton of sons and daughters, and he's letting his wives and concubines keep giving birth to so many, just so they can die one by one. The Northwest Army has paid you a salary for several years, and you've done your best to repay them... It's a barter, so you don't owe them anything."

Wangshu rolled up the topographic map of Daliang Dynasty, and with a "Tong!" sound, he threw the scroll back.

"Furthermore, as you said, you issued two early warnings, surpassing all the other generals in your achievements, yet you only receive a reward and no promotion. Those generals are now veterans, and they only promote their sons among the younger ones... If you dare to go, they will only send you to the most dangerous places. If you're lucky, you'll earn some gold, but if you're not..."

She leaned back, and someone steadied her. Hearing her speak up for him, she said, "Rare goods are valuable. Qin Xiuyuan, you're just a pickled cabbage."

There was a lot of cabbage, but it wasn't worth much. The pickled cabbage was worth a bit more. His two previous successes were enough to prove his military talent, and he could use them as leverage to gain a higher position.

Qin Xiuyuan stood quietly in the hospital for a long time. The pain was unbearable and he had a high fever that night and couldn't get up.

"What?" Qin Shuang was speechless! "At least he was a fierce general!" Now he was too sick to get out of bed.

"Adjutant Qin's fiancée said that as soon as he received the news from Captain Li, he became distracted, staring at his self-drawn map of the northwest, day and night, hoping someone might remember him. Yesterday, no one came for a long time. While everyone was taking a lunch break, while Ai Ai and the servant were in the outer courtyard, Adjutant Qin stood alone, facing north, for what seemed like an hour. The doctor suspects that he's been exposed to excessive cold in a house with underground heating, and the alternating hot and cold temperatures couldn't handle it."

This...how can he tell his father this!

Juxian Hall. The general gave Qin Shuang a slap in the face, which made Qin Shuang's eyes go dark and he was confused for a long time.

"You did a good job!"

He had clearly instructed his third son to look for Qin Xiuyuan the day before yesterday, but this fool had dragged it on until today!

Qin Wen stepped forward to support the general, who had experienced the pain of losing his son and was also angry at his third brother, and his head was buzzing. "General, the war is at hand, your health is the most important thing."

The general waved his hand and said, "Wen'er, you go and clean up the mess for this brother who is more trouble than help."

Hearing that the eldest son Qin came in person, Wangshu was a little scared. He thought that the third son would remember Qin Xiuyuan, but he didn't expect it was his father.

Qin Xiuyuan had a cold. Wangshu held a handkerchief to his mouth as he led the others to visit him. "My parents are taking care of my two-month-old little sister, and I'm worried about him infecting me... The eldest master has a young child, so it's best to be careful."

After saying that, he asked Taotao to bring a cup of tea, and then went back to the side room with his mouth covered. Tang Bo was training six chubby little dogs in the yard. He bowed and waited at the door for instructions.

"What a beautiful puppy!"

Qin Wen cried out inwardly. He was in deep mourning for his fourth brother, but he crossed the screen and met Qin Xiuyuan, who was also wearing a single white garment and coughing terrifically, with a red face and ears lying in bed.

It was unclear what was said, but Qin Xiuyuan instructed Tang Bo to tell Ji's father, "The general has punished the third young master, and the eldest young master is here to tell you that you will be reinstated tomorrow."

Ji's father declined. Ten years of clerkship was nothing, but he was fired in a single day. Now that Shushu was earning money and Le'er was still young and in need of care, he used his wife's age as an excuse to decline.

Qin Xiuyuan also refused.

"I've served the army diligently for five years, cough cough... I've given it my all, and I deserve no regrets... cough cough... I've had two months of leisure... cough... I've neglected my studies... cough cough martial arts. I only hope the weather will warm up... cough cough... and then I can send the remains of my late father, who has been dead for so many years... cough cough cough... and never rested in peace, back to his homeland... for burial. Cough cough!"

Qin Wen tried to persuade him many times, but Qin Xiuyuan declined with a bow. He had wanted to serve his father before, but after being ill for two days, he felt uneasy and knew that life was uncertain. Now he just wanted to send his father's remains back to his hometown and make plans later.

Qin Wen: ...

Another heavy snowfall.

As soon as the words came back, Qin Shuang, who was kneeling in the ancestral hall in sackcloth, slammed the table in anger, and the servants beside him who were trying to please him retreated one after another.

The army was deserted, and news was cut off. Ordinary people had returned to their normal lives. Last month, Nanny Xia and Nanny Li brought recipes for braised pork, meatballs, and chicken feet to Wangxian Tower, where they worked as cooks. Tang Bo trained the dogs, Zhang San looked after the house, Ji Shou ran errands and made pickles, and Taotao performed various household chores.

Wangshu always felt that it was a bit of a waste. At the beginning of the month, he invited Tang Bo and Zhang San to come over. "Do you two want to open a martial arts school and recruit disciples to teach martial arts?"

I just thought that having martial arts skills is useless.

So I just did it and turned the west wing into a martial arts school. I bought whatever was needed and made up for whatever was lacking. I enrolled students and renovated the school at the same time. Men, women, young and old can sign up to protect themselves and improve their martial arts. There are beginner and intermediate classes, and you pay one month's fee for one month of training.

Yaocheng values ​​martial arts, and with Qin Xiuyuan's reputation as a golden signboard, Ji Shou worked hard to promote the event. In just half a month, he recruited more than ten people to practice horse stance.

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