A five-year-old goddess, raised to become an emperor for all time through a bronze mirror.

And just like that, as soon as you think of Cao Cao, he appears!

Just then, the door was gently pushed open a crack, revealing Niannian's adorable little face.

She peeked in with a grin and asked in a clear, melodious voice, "Oh my, are Grandpa and Butler Liu busy?" I didn't expect Grandpa to be up so early!

Grandpa Fu beckoned to her and said kindly, "Come, come, Cao Cao..."

!!!

He quickly took back what he was saying.

"Hey, no... Niannian, come here! Grandpa needs to talk to you about something!"

"What a coincidence! I also need to see Grandpa!" Niannian said as she skipped over to Grandpa Fu's side.

Grandpa Fu gently patted Niannian's little head and asked softly, "Niannian, when do you think we can start distributing the second wave of supplies?"

Niannian said with a serious face, "Grandpa, can you buy a lot of weapons for Brother Yun Jing?"

Grandpa Fu: ? ? ?

Niannian: !!! !!!

The two spoke almost simultaneously, but both froze, staring at each other in an awkward silence.

Old Master Fu looked puzzled and muttered to himself, "Weapons?"

Niannian nodded vigorously, her eyes revealing determination and anticipation: "Yes, Brother Yun Jing said they're about to go to war and need a lot of weapons!"

After she finished speaking, she stared at Old Master Fu with her big, watery eyes, full of expectation, as if afraid that he would refuse her request.

Hearing this, Old Master Fu was secretly delighted, thinking that the remaining half of the near-expiry goods finally had a market.

He realized that Pei Yunjing was about to go to war, and supplies would be consumed quickly. He could provide the medicines, armor, and weapons they needed.

Furthermore, if the war is won and rewards are received, Pei Yunjing can purchase some precious cultural artifacts and paintings, which would be priceless in modern times.

From this perspective, this investment seems to be a sure thing.

Old Master Fu couldn't help but chuckle smugly twice, but then deliberately coughed a few times, feigning a very troubled look, and said:

"Cough cough, Niannian, this weapon is really hard to get!"

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Niannian looked up in surprise, her cute little face full of confusion, her bright eyes staring at Grandpa Fu with bewilderment.

She tilted her little head, pouted her pink lips, and asked in a childish voice:

"Is it hard to do? Grandpa, you've always been so amazing, aren't you? In my heart, you're the best!"

"And Grandpa, you once said that if I liked something, even the moon in the sky, you would find a way to get it for me and give it to me..."

As she spoke, she grasped Old Master Fu's arm with her soft little hand and gently shook it.

Looking at Niannian's adorable little face, Grandpa Fu couldn't help but smile slightly, his eyes filled with doting affection. He gently patted Niannian's head and said softly:

"Okay, okay, whatever you say."

Then he turned to Steward Liu beside him and instructed him:

"Old Liu, go find out where you can buy ancient weapons, armor, and bulletproof vests! Remember, make sure to buy the best quality!"

After all, this is a major event related to the war, and these things absolutely cannot be compromised in any way.

With a serious expression, Grandpa Fu emphasized again, "Remember, you must buy the best quality!"

"Yes, sir!" Butler Liu quickly agreed and noted down all the requests. He couldn't help but sigh, as expected, Miss Niannian was really good at flattering him; she even knew exactly what to say.

After receiving an affirmative answer, Niannian excitedly raised her hands and cheered.

She couldn't wait to tell Yun Jing the good news, so she turned around and ran towards her room.

Her steps were light and cheerful, like those of a happy little bird.

"Clatter, clatter..."

Niannian, with her short legs, quickly ran back to her room. As soon as she entered, she went straight to the phoenix bronze mirror and called out to Pei Yunjing's reflection:

"Brother Yun Jing! It's okay, Grandpa has agreed!"

Pei Yunjing, who had been sitting in front of the bronze mirror waiting, immediately smiled with delight upon hearing the news.

His eyebrows gradually relaxed, his previously tense face instantly softened, revealing a gentle smile, and even his eyes brightened.

"Alright, alright, Niannian, I'll go and make preparations!" With that, he got up and walked out of the tent.

"Mmm... okay, go ahead and don't worry, Brother Yun Jing! Don't worry, I'm here for you," Niannian said, patting her little chest with her small hand.

Her voice was clear and firm, which made people feel at ease.

Upon hearing this, Pei Yunjing nodded slightly in agreement: "Alright!"

Then he turned and left, his steps steady and powerful.

As soon as he stepped out of the tent, Pei Yunjing immediately ordered, "Someone! Bring me a carrier pigeon! Get the fastest one!"

He Qiang quickly stepped forward and asked, "Sixth Prince, is there another plan?"

Pei Yunjing took a deep breath and said with a firm gaze, "We must raise an army!"

!!!

Pei Yunjing's words plunged those around him into silence, the atmosphere becoming extremely tense. Raising an army was a grave crime, punishable at the very least by exile, and in severe cases, beheading!

He Qiang's eyes widened, and he said in disbelief, "Sixth...Sixth Prince, are you awake yet?"

He wasn't afraid of death, but he felt it would be too unjust to die for such a crime...

Pei Yunjing rolled his eyes at him: "I have thought this through very clearly. Yesterday, I received news that some of the disaster victims have been bribed by Aruhan. I am afraid there will be a tough battle ahead!"

Therefore, this prince has decided to find the mole and train the other disaster victims into soldiers!

Upon hearing this, He Qiang no longer hesitated and immediately grabbed a carrier pigeon from the pigeon coop. After Pei Yunjing wrote the letter and placed it in the small bamboo tube in the pigeon's leg, he released it towards the capital...

Pei Yunjing stood at the entrance of the camp, watching the carrier pigeons gradually disappear into the horizon, a sense of unease rising in his heart.

He didn't know if his father would approve of his plan, given that it was fraught with risks.

However, the most urgent task at this moment was to find the mole among the disaster victims and ensure that the situation was not disrupted. His gaze slowly shifted to the disaster victim camp outside the government office…

……

Meanwhile, in the disaster relief camp, Zhang San was greedily drinking the clean water he had received from Pei Yunjing.

“Gudong gudong…”

He drank most of the ladle of water in one gulp, then let out a long, satisfied sigh: "Ah..."

"To be honest, the water and food that that damn sixth prince brought were top-quality! Hey, what did you get out of him yesterday?"

Then he casually tossed the water ladle back into the bucket, splashing water onto Gou Sheng's face.

Gou Sheng silently lowered his head, without saying a word.

Seeing this, Zhang San kicked Gou Sheng: "Ouch, are you mute? Don't you want to save your sister?"

After saying that, he didn't forget to glare at Gou Sheng with disgust.

“I want to…” Gou Sheng replied in a low voice, while struggling to get up from the ground, clutching his injured arm.

Yesterday, he had already done his utmost to remind Pei Yunjing; the rest is up to Pei Yunjing's own fate...

Zhang San glanced at Gou Sheng, pulled a packet of heroin from his waistband, and tossed it into his hand.

"Tonight, find a way to get this sleeping potion into the water for those soldiers! Chief Aruhan is already urging us, if we don't hurry your sister won't be coming back!"