After dying early, I traveled to ancient times and became a boy

"Crack—" A bolt of lightning struck the big tree, splitting the tree, which was as thick as a soup bowl, into two halves.

The loud noise woke Ye Xunqing up, and he immediately crawled into Feng Jingheng's arms. "What's that noise outside? Is it thunder?"

Feng Jingheng suppressed the smile on his face and said, "It was thundering. Are you scared?"

Ye Xunqing tried to calm down, "One thing is that I always feel uneasy, as if something is about to happen."

Feng Jingheng told him not to think too much and to go to bed early because he had to go to the store tomorrow.

However, before dawn, something big happened.

The government jail caught fire, burning to death more than a dozen Japanese prisoners in the jail.

Xie Hui and Zhao Huaixin both went there and asked Ling Hui to take care of the situation in the mansion.

Ye Xunqing woke up early and did not see Xie Hui and Zhao Huaixin. After asking a few questions, he learned what happened in the prison.

Those who were burned to death were all criminals. They had already confessed their crimes and were waiting to be escorted to the capital city after a while. They did not expect such a thing to happen.

Ye Xunqing was thinking about this matter and did not stay in the store at noon. He came back directly to find Xie Hui and them and asked them what was going on.

Xie Hui's expression was very serious. He asked, "Do you still remember the July 7 Incident?"

Ye Xunqing had studied history in junior high school and had a very good memory, so the July 7 Incident was still fresh in his memory.

"I just find it a little strange. How could the fire suddenly catch on fire? It turns out someone is deliberately causing trouble inside." Ye Xunqing said angrily: "Have you found the cause of the fire? Was it the prison boss's carelessness, or was it someone deliberately setting the fire?"

"Someone deliberately set the fire," Zhao Huaixin continued. "There was hay in the cell, and someone set it on fire with a rock. The thunder was so loud last night, the jailer didn't hear them pounding the rocks against the wall. There were so many people in the cell, and once the fire started, it quickly burned everyone."

Zhao Huaixin also felt that this matter was a bit difficult to say. It was normal for a few people to die in the cell, but these people also had secrets hidden in them, and they were involved in exchanges with other countries, so it was difficult to deal with them after they died.

Originally, the guilt of these people was already established, but now they are dead and there is no evidence. Japan can say whatever it wants and may even use this incident to turn the tables.

"Are all the people dead?" Ye Xunqing remembered that a lot of people were arrested at that time.

"Not all of them are dead, but the key figures, the ones who knew the most about the matter, are dead." Xie Hui sighed. "I've already written the report. If I can't get anyone back when the time comes, what should I do?"

"Don't worry, just report it truthfully." Ye Xunqing said, "It's not your fault. They want to die on their own. Who can stop them?"

Xie Hui shook his head and said, "Alas, actually, what I'm worried about is not entirely this matter, but..."

"But those people still have evil intentions." Zhao Huaixin still remembered the account from many years ago. "The alien race has not given up the intention to destroy us. This incident will definitely be made into a big fuss by them."

Ye Xunqing was silent for a moment, "Is a war about to begin?"

Zhao Huaixin nodded, "It's almost time. They've been making small moves along the southeastern coast recently. I guess they're just waiting for this opportunity."

Ye Xunqing thought of that very difficult battle in modern history and asked, "Can we win it?"

Zhao Huaixin smiled and said, "Of course, I will win even if I fight to the death."

Xie Hui hesitated after seeing Zhao Huaixin's determination. He was no match for Zhao Huaixin in either military strategy or literary strategy, and he couldn't even master the art of war.

As a modern person who has only experienced the college entrance examination, Xie Hui could not be of any help in this ancient time.

Others who traveled through time all had golden fingers or their own system space, but he had nothing. Apart from a relatively noble identity, all he had was the wife he found and the child she gave birth to.

After being a prince for so many years, he was actually quite useless. He ate and drank, held small meetings, and sometimes rewarded his officials. Most of the time, he was just a nerd in the palace.

Now that he has really encountered problems, he really feels that he has lived in vain for decades, because he is not good at anything and can only do small things based on his identity.

He is not even as good as Ye Xunqing. At least Ye Xunqing has a skill.

Zhao Huaixin went to deal with something, leaving Xie Hui and Ye Xunqing, a pair of fellow villagers, staring at each other.

"What are you thinking about?" Ye Xunqing waved his hand in front of him, "It seems that you are worried about something. Are you thinking about those Japanese people?"

"Not entirely." Although those people were troublesome, Xie Hui could still deal with them. What he couldn't deal with was that Zhao Huaixin would leave here.

"You know, Huaixin's hometown is on the southeast coast. Back then, the Japanese invaded, and all his family members died. His younger brother was also separated from him. For so many years, he has harbored hatred." Xie Hui clenched his hands. "He doesn't want to be with me because sooner or later, he will seek revenge. If I trap him here, or if he continues to linger here, what will he do with his hatred?"

"That means you and the child aren't that important to him." Ye Xunqing couldn't help but stab him in the heart. "No, big brother, how old are you this year? Why are you still so awkward? Your wife is about to run away, aren't you going to chase her? What are you doing staying here? Do you really want to be a otaku?"

Xie Hui said anxiously: "What can I do? Fight? I'm not good at fighting."

"You don't know how to fight, but there are people who do." Ye Xunqing said, "Zhao Huaixin has a special status. You don't think His Majesty would let him lead the troops to war, do you? If His Majesty allowed him to go, then he would no longer be a nominal commander in Pingzhou City. With so many great generals, he must be one of them."

Xie Hui suddenly woke up, "That's right, I want to go with Huai Xin. I want to be his right-hand man and solve his worries."

"You should know how many generals in ancient times suffered losses due to lack of food and fodder. So if you go, those people will have to send food and fodder to the southeast coast for your sake." Ye Xunqing said again: "My Lord, it's time for you to move on."

The next day, Xie Hui called Xie Zhixing over and explained all the affairs in the mansion to him.

Xie Zhixing didn't know why his father made such arrangements, but he always felt that his father had something very important to do. This was the first time in so many years that he felt nervousness from his father.