In the early morning, Liu Xian’an turned over in a dream and dazedly put his hand to the side, but encountered only air. He frowned and looked at the sky outside the window. There was only a thin layer of sunlight, and the drills in the distant military camp had just begun. He casually wrapped himself in a robe and opened the door, intending to question A-Ning, and bumped into someone who was hurrying about. This person was climbing over the wall without even leaving through the door, his posture like that of a burglar.

Liang Shu: “Ahem.”

He stepped forward as if nothing had happened and held his sweetheart’s shoulders, pushing him into the room as he tried to divert the topic as much as possible: “Something good has happened. You’ll be happy to hear it. We have determined the approximate landing point of the green harrier, which is Mu Zhe’s hiding place.”

“Where is it?”

“Green Jade Summit. The people of the Scimitar Silver Moon Tribe followed, and saw with their own eyes that the bird landed in the deepest part of the mountain.”

Green Jade Summit was the mountain range with the thickest miasma in the southwest. There were stretches of ancient verdant trees in all directions, with one end connected to the Valley of Ten Faces. Liang Shu had long suspected that the Baifu Sect’s lair might be there, but due to the harsh environment, it was difficult for ordinary soldiers to enter, so it had never been confirmed.

“Although the people of the Scimitar Silver Moon Tribe can freely enter and exit the dense forest, they cannot simply eradicate the Baifu Sect with just hundreds of people.” Liu Xian’an said, “Unless they can find a way for our army to move in without anyone noticing.”

Liang Shu also had the same view on this matter. The people of the Scimitar Silver Moon Tribe agreed very readily, but had made a request, hoping to cooperate with Miracle Doctor Liu. This seemed quite reasonable, because no matter how capable the Scimitar Silver Moon Tribe was, they could only find a marching route with relatively little miasma, and could not completely clear the white fog. If the army wanted to advance smoothly, a doctor would be needed to help along the way.

Liu Xian’an thought about his elder brother who had been unable to leave the house recently and took the initiative to propose, surname Liu, miracle doctor. Actually, I can do it too.

“You cannot.” Liang Shu patted his face. “Military affairs are critical, help me to persuade him. If you can persuade him, I will appeal to the emperor to give you a rare reward in the future.”

“If it is truly beneficial to the war, there is no need for me to say more. Da-ge will definitely agree, but……what if the Scimitar Silver Moon Tribe wants Da-ge to marry in?”

“Then just be perfunctory for now.” His Royal Highness Xiao Wang had no moral conscience in this regard. Not only did he lack such a thing, but he also taught his family’s lazy fellow, saying determinedly, “Even if he agrees, a wedding cannot be held immediately, right? Don’t worry about him, let’s finish the battle before discussing anything else.”

“We’ll deceive them?”

“What deception? This is called the art of speaking.” Liang Shu grasped his hair tie. “Those white-bearded old men never taught you the art of sham gestures of politeness?”

He had been taught before, but no matter how he thought about it, Liu Xian’an felt that his Da-ge had nothing to do with the word ‘scheming,’ not to mention pretending to promise to be someone’s son-in-law. Therefore, he first took his sister to the residence of the Scimitar Silver Moon Tribe to explore a bit.

As it turned out, the people of the Scimitar Silver Moon Tribe were also just thinking about it. A man is expected to marry and a girl is expected to marry. The girls in our tribe are all top-notch. Why is it that First Young Master Liu doesn’t even want to take a look at them? At least tell them, what kind of girl is he looking for?

Liu Nanyuan shook her head: “I don’t know, it’s hard to say. Da-ge has never mentioned such things.”

The woman was not willing to give in, and continued to ask, what do Second Young Master Liu and the Third Young Lady like? She thought, with three brothers and sisters from the same mother, raised together since childhood, there must be some similarities. After hearing from the second and third, the first could be figured out.

It was a pity that although the method was good, the results were very few, because the first liked a person who killed in all directions and the second liked a person who was weak and in poor health. They were thousands of li apart. Who would have expected that weakness and poor health would be a condition for choosing a spouse in Baihe Mountain Village?

Liu Nanyuan said: “Besides, there is turmoil in the southwest now and Commander Ku has been captured by the cult. Da-ge is already very upset. At this time, who would dare mention marriage in front of him? I fear that they would be severely reprimanded. If you ask me, you should wait a while until…..well, at least until……”

The woman asked: “At least until when?”

Liu Nanyuan made a calculation and said: “At least wait until the evil cult is eradicated, the world is at peace, and the common people are prosperous!”

Once the goalpost was pushed out, it should at least buy them a hundred years. Naturally, the woman objected. After bargaining with her, the last two items amounted to nothing. The first item was the only acceptable one, that once the evil cult was eradicated, Second Young Master Liu would come to their tribe as a guest.

Liu Nanyuan said reluctantly: “Then, I’ll discuss it with Da-ge.”

But Liu Xian’an on the side thought that it might not take a hundred years for the world to be at peace and the common people to be prosperous. Currently, the northwest had been settled, the east sea was stable, and northern Xinjiang was also fine. If the southwest also calmed down, then the Imperial court could concentrate on the flooding of the Baihe River……it would only take fifty years or less.

Thus, his thoughts suddenly flew to many years later, thousands of li away, where the white water beast that once roamed wildly was returned to its box and became a beautiful jade belt, watering thousands of li of fertile fields with the fragrance of flowers on both sides of the banks. He consciously put this arduous project under the name of his sweetheart, because it went without saying that the court couldn’t find many useful people at all. Even if the emperor conducted the Imperial Examination, it would still take a long time to complete the transition between younger people and the white-bearded old men in the court.

But the Baihe River could not wait, and neither could the common people.

Liu Xian’an was overwhelmed by emotion, and his thoughts wandered away from the world again, leaving only one ear to listen to his sister’s words. However, Liu Nanyuan was used to her Er-ge’s thoughts wandering off from time to time, and didn’t expect his assistance. After the matter was almost settled, she dragged him to find their elder brother.

Liu Xianche was preparing medicinal herbs in the courtyard. He raised his head and asked, “What is it?”

“I say, those people from the Scimitar Silver Moon Tribe are quite easy to talk to. They have promised to wait until the battle in the southwest is over before inviting Da-ge to the dense forest as a guest.” Liu Nanyuan said crisply, “I consented, la!”

Liu Xianche scowled: “Nonsense!”

“It’s only as a guest, why are you being so stingy? And since it’s been discussed now, this saves Da-ge from being unable to leave the house these days,” Liu Nanyuan said. “Then it’s settled. Me and Er-ge still have something to do, so we’ll go on ahead.”

Having spoken, she picked up this person and ran away. Liu Xian’an couldn’t keep up, and asked breathlessly, “What else do we have to do?”

“Nothing, ah, but would you rather stay there and be beaten again? Anyway, the matter has been agreed to, and we must run away quickly.”

Liu Xian’an: “This makes sense!”

It could be seen that the lazy fellow’s lifetime of wisdom was indeed inferior to his younger sister’s when it came to dealing with their elder brother.

Liang Shu asked: “Have you appeased them well?”

Liu Xian’an nodded. They were appeased, but it was not me who appeased them, I was in a daze at the time.

Liang Shu laughed in spite of himself and said, “Why were you in a daze? Tell me.”

“I was thinking about the Baihe River.” Liu Xian’an took a seat on a chair. “Whether it was changing its route or the things that must be done at different stages, I got distracted without even realizing it.”

Liang Shu was slightly surprised, and leaned over to look at him: “Why did you think of such a thing out of nowhere?”

“Because after matters in the southwest are resolved, it will be the Baihe River’s turn. There is no harm in thinking about it earlier.”

Liang Shu didn’t know what to say for a moment, and said after a while: “Thank you for your hard work while following me.”

Liu Xian’an didn’t think he was working hard, or at least he could only feel the physical fatigue. As for the mental exertion, whether he was laying in the waterside pavilion, in the southwest now, or in Baihe in the future, he was destined to be extremely busy and without rest, so he didn’t actually feel much difference.

Liang Shu crouched in front of him and lay his head on his knees: “Hug for a while.”

Liu Xian’an gently rubbed the back of his head with the palm of his hand, and hugged this person who was originally cold and hard. It was as if they were already very old and watching the fire without any worries, warm and soft.

The war was coming soon.

The tense atmosphere spread throughout the Valley of Ten Faces and into the dense forest.

A silver-haired young man sat in front of a mirror. He looked at his face with satisfaction, then turned around and asked: “What does the leader think?”

Mu Zhe said: “If Island Master Yuan closes his eyes, even Liang Shu won’t be able to detect any flaws right away.”

Yuan Yu covered his eyes with gauze: “Leader Mu, don’t forget what you promised me.”

Me Zhe regarded the fake in front of him that was almost like the original Ku You, nodding as he said: “She will be sent to Island Master Yuan’s room tonight.”

Yuan Yu laughed and slowly ran his fingers through his silver hair: “Then it seems I must keep this face for one more night.”

Having received his promise, he walked out with satisfaction.

Feng Xiaojin walked past him, wearing a silver mask.

Although the other party had copied Ku You’s appearance, and even his clothes were almost the same, the smell of the mask’s rubber on his body was disgusting, like a ball of rotten pork that had been exposed to the sun for a long time.

Feng Xiaojin suppressed his discomfort and pushed open the door with a bang, causing a cloud of dust to rise in the sunlight.

Mu Zhe didn’t care much about his impoliteness, and didn’t even raise his head. He continued to look at the terrain map in his hands and asked: “What did you hear?”

“That you’re giving A-Le to the man just now.”

“She is the Holy Maiden of the Baifu Sect, and should do things for the Baifu Sect. Whether she is held up on a high platform and sought after by others, or is given as a gift, this is a responsibility that she cannot shirk.” Mu Zhe closed the map, stood up, and walked to him. “You understand, right?”

Feng Xiaojin asked: “What if I don’t agree?”

“Then I have conditions.” Mu Zhe looked at him. “Give me a promise, and I can let her go this time. I will give Island Master Mu a large sum of wealth, enough to make him give up A-Le of his own initiative.”

Feng Xiaojin frowned: “Who do you want me to kill this time? Liang Shu?”

“No.” Mu Zhe shook his head. “It has nothing to do with killing. I want to see her again.”

He raised his hand and slowly pressed against the cold silver mask with his thumb, attempting to get a feeling of warmth from it: “Let me see her again.”

The person under the mask paid no attention to his pious recollections, and just said expressionlessly: “Okay.”

. . . . . . . .

Liu Xian’an hung maps all over the room and used different-colored brushes to draw different-colored lines.

A-Ning was a little dizzy, and asked: “What is this?”

Liu Xian’an said: “The Baihe River’s diversion route.”

“Then what about this?”

“The scope of the common people’s migration.”

“And this?”

“The route back to the capital city. It’s a bit of a detour, but I want to go to Chunhui City to see the flowers.”

A-Ning honestly commented on the huge circle, it is nothing like a “slight detour.” It will take at least three more months of travel.

“But the prince didn’t put forth any opinions, so it should be feasible.”

A-Ning murmured inwardly, of course the prince would not have any opinion. Even if the young master says he wants to go to the heavens, the prince will help him build a ladder, let alone just travel a few more months.

He had recently been thinking about whether to truthfully report to the Village Master everything that the prince had done to his son. Logically speaking, he should write a letter to inform him, because the prince spoiled him exceptionally and obeyed his orders very well. If he wanted the stars, he would not give him the moon, but the problem also lay herein. It had become too much, reaching a truly unbelievable level. If it were in a history book, historians may scold him for dozens of pages.

If the Village Master and his wife knew about it, they would most likely not be at ease and would only grow more worried about whether this lazy fellow would become even lazier.

A-Ning sighed deeply.

I must rack my brains to write a letter home. This is truly bitter work for me.

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