Quick Wear: There is always a female supporting role tearing up the script

On the third day after the capture of Jeju, the city returned to its original state. Soldiers walked through the streets beating drums and gongs, "Come on, come on, vegetable vendors, come out and do business!"

Qi Yu stood next to General Feng and said, "The slogan you came up with is really vulgar."

General Feng had no idea that the Marquis of Shaoyang was referring to him as uneducated. He nodded proudly, "That's what I thought, Lord Marquis."

Qi Yu sighed. From a distance, he saw Yan Huaiming walking towards him. He smiled and walked towards him.

He had no time to read books because of the war. Now that he has some free time, he can have a good chat with Master Yan about poetry and songs.

Who knew that Yan Huaiming smiled and nodded at him, then continued walking forward.

He called him: "Master Yan, what's the matter?"

Yan Huaiming was confused, "Does the Marquis have any instructions?"

Qi Yu waved his hand. "Well... this army is full of roughnecks. I've been writing lately, but I always get stuck. In this army, I can only talk about literature with Master Yan to stimulate my inspiration."

Yan Huaiming smiled and said, "That's just right."

He took out a book from his sleeve and handed it to Qi Yu. "The princess has been studying poetry recently, so I'd like to trouble you to teach her. I believe that in the process of teaching, you will be able to review the old and learn new things, and gain new insights."

After just a few words, Yan Huaiming persuaded Qi Yu to take on the job.

Yan Huaiming happily moved a recliner to the courtyard and sat there, eating cherries while staggering. He could hear Qi Yu's occasional helpless sighs and angry "Princess!"

Chu Yanning is smart. If you talk to her about deploying troops and controlling people's hearts, she will understand it immediately and can apply it to other situations. If you teach her to recognize words, she will learn very quickly. However, after several months, her handwriting is still crooked and she has not made any progress. Teaching her to write poetry will make her very angry.

But she loved to learn and kept pestering him to teach her.

Another angry howl from Qi Yu was heard from the room.

The cherries were very sweet and Chu Yanning loved to eat them. Half a basin would be gone in a short time. He ate some before she finished class.

Yan Huaiming's recliner was rocking softly, and the sunlight was filtering through the treetops. He thought, what a nice weather today.

Thirteen squatted on a tree in the distance and leaned close to Fourteen's ear and whispered, "Sir, every time you succeed in your mischief, you smile like this."

Fourteen nodded, "Poor Shaoyang Hou."

He will never be able to get rid of the task of teaching the princess poetry.

After resting for a few days in Jeju, they marched west again and arrived in Yongzhou, which was adjacent to Shangjing, in half a month.

Zhang Zheng, the governor of Yongzhou, was standing on the city wall. He was a haggard, thin old man, only fifty years old. Yan Huaiming had met him a year ago, and he was far less haggard than he was at that time.

Zhang Zheng was a loyal minister, and his loyalty was to Zong Zhenglin. He once led the soldiers of Yongzhou to attack Shangjing and was prepared to sacrifice his life for his country.

The Liao people on the high city wall laughed heartily and said to him, "Your Majesty? It was your Majesty who let us into Huizhou!"

"The city gates were wide open, as if entering an empty city. When the soldiers who opened the gates were hacked to death by us, their faces were filled with disbelief!"

"Just like you are now! Hahahaha!"

Zhang Zheng spat out a mouthful of blood and fell off his horse.

He had heard that in the past half month, Princess Chu's army had been fighting all the way. Every time they captured a city, they did not kill or rob, and did not harm the people.

The world will eventually change.

He stood on the city wall, with Yongzhou Chief Clerk Zhang Lang and Sima Xu Kang beside him. Apart from the three of them, there were no soldiers stationed on the city wall, and no archers were seen in the distance.

Zhang Zheng said to General Feng, who was leading the troops in front, "I want to meet the Princess of Chu."

When the soldiers arrived at the camp to report, Chu Yanning asked, "Is this the Zhang Zheng who led the troops to attack Shangjing?"

The soldier said, "Yes."

Chu Yanning said: "I'll go see him."

Yunzhi drove the carriage and took her to the gate of Yongzhou City. She got out of the carriage and looked up to meet Zhang Zheng's eyes.

She looks weak, but her eyes are very tough.

Zhang Zheng said, "The soldiers in Yongzhou are only remnants and defeated. They are not strong enough to stand up to the princess's army. After Yongzhou, it's Shangjing. The world is already in the princess's hands."

"I would like to ask the princess, once we enter Yongzhou City, how will you treat my subordinates and my people?"

Chu Yanning said: "Those who surrender will not be killed, and the people will be treated well."

"I would like to ask Princess one more question: if you become the ruler of the world, how will you treat your people?"

Chu Yanning said, "To be a ruler, one must first save the people. If one sacrifices the people to serve oneself, it is like cutting one's own leg to feed one's stomach; the stomach will be full but the body will die."

Zhang Zheng looked at Chu Yanning, "Today the whole world has witnessed what the princess said."

He added, "Beside me are Zhang Lang, the Chief Clerk, and Xu Kang, the Minister of War. These two are both deeply concerned about the empire and possess extraordinary talent. I recommend them to you, and I hope the princess will treat them well."

Chu Yanning said, "If you are willing to serve me and you are indeed talented, I will not hesitate to use you."

Zhang Zheng nodded, opened his eyes and looked at the two people beside him again, then stood tremblingly on the city wall. The two people behind him held each other's hands and covered their faces and cried.

The wind blew Zhang Zheng's loose robes, revealing his alarmingly thin figure. "The country is lost! I, an old official, have nowhere to go. Today, Zhang Zheng, the governor of Yongzhou, will die for my country!"

He opened his arms, jumped down like a bird, and landed in front of Chu Yanning.

She saw a satisfied smile on his face.

The gates of Yongzhou slowly opened, and the soldiers in the city knelt before Chu Yanning, "We are willing to be loyal to the princess!"

Chu Yanning stood in front of the city gate, with the mighty army behind her. She said, "Lord Zhang sacrificed his life for his country, which is admirable. Bring his remains back and bury them properly."

"Yes." The leading soldier stood up with tears in his eyes, and together with Zhang Lang and Xu Kang who rushed down the city wall, they took away Zhang Zheng's body.

Her army entered Yongzhou, and as she told Zhang Zheng, she did not kill a single person in the city.

Shangjing is just around the corner, and she is only one step away from the world.

In the evening, Yan Huaiming hugged her from behind as she wrote. He couldn't help but laugh, "How come you still write like this, like a dog crawling."

Chu Yanning was absent-minded. She put down her pen and turned to look at Yan Huaiming.

She stared at him for a long moment, and he raised his hand to caress her cheek. "What's wrong?"

He kissed the teardrop mole under her eye again, "Are you sad about Zhang Zheng's situation?"

He took her hand and sat down, holding her in his arms, and comforted her softly: "If he were alive, he would be suffering. When he died, he was smiling."

"It's not your fault," he said. "It's Zong Zhenglin. He was the emperor, but he did such a bad job that he had to let his ministers die for his country."

He looked her in the eyes, "You'll do better than him."

"You remembered everything I taught you, didn't you?"

He taught her how to use both kindness and severity to serve as a warning to others, how to win people's hearts, and how to be observant. It seemed as if he had taught her everything without reservation.

She held his hand and said, "Yes, I remember everything."

He said: If he has a different heart, kill him and punish him.

If he wanted to use her as a puppet, she would not show any mercy.