Chapter 123
If it was said that Liu Xiyuan only admired Yan Qing's bravery in the past, then today he is seriously impressed by Yan Qing.

The word "tolerance" is easy to say, but it must be able to endure what ordinary people cannot bear in a serious manner, and never get carried away by emotions.

Liu Xiyuan asked himself, he didn't have this ability himself.

But Yan Qing, who was six or seven years younger than himself, had already seen through the essence when everyone was still trapped in appearances, restrained his sharpness, kept a low profile, and achieved what he wanted in his heart silently.

It is not difficult to guess that Li Dingshan was collaborating with the enemy behind the Xirong army's raid on Tahrir.

When the Southwest United Defense Battalion started the war in Western Xinjiang, Li Dingshan was fully in charge of it.

Li Dingshan is the only one who knows the deployment of the troops of the Southwest United Defense Battalion best.

Only when he communicated with the Xirong thieves, could the Xirong army know the deployment of the southwestern border defense in detail, avoid all the defense lines without anyone noticing, and enter the interior of the western border.

This is an obvious thing and should not be misunderstood.

However, why did he feel that this was the emperor's order?

Liu Xiyuan frowned and thought for a while, and quickly came to a conclusion.

Probably it was a coincidence that Meng Shulan left at that time, but in the end, he made the most profit.

If Yan had known early on that Li Dingshan was collaborating with the enemy behind this matter, it would not be difficult to explain why she wanted to compete with Yan Kangping for the position of Marquis of Zhenxi.

Standing behind Li Dingshan is Wen Zhemao.

It is not normal for Wen Zhemao, a prince with a fief, to marry the daughter of a fifth-rank servant as his concubine.

But people love to see the sympathy between two hearts that transcends family status, so when Wen Zhemao and Yan Linger made a marriage contract, it was once passed down as a good story.

But considering the current situation, Wen Zhemao may have already planned it!

As long as he colludes with the Xirong people and buries all of Zhenxihou's family in Xijiang, he can inherit the identity of Yan Kangpingyan's family and send Yan Kangping to the position of Zhenxihou, thus taking the entire Xijiang army into his pocket!

This game of chess was actually laid out a year ago!
After figuring this out, Liu Xiyuan realized how deep the plan behind this matter was.

According to Wen Zhemao's expectations, Yan Qing already deserved to die in the battle in the western Xinjiang.

Unexpectedly, Meng Shulan sensed something was wrong while patrolling the northwest border, and dispatched troops from the northwest to the southwest all the way to save Yan Qing.

Compared with Yan Kangping who has no strength to restrain a chicken, Yan Jiajun is naturally more willing to listen to Yan Qing's words.

Therefore, following all kinds of rumors in Beijing, the old Yan family traveled all the way to Beijing to visit, the fact that Wen Zhemao's affair with Li Guifei was revealed behind the fall of Li Xian after the Mid-Autumn Palace banquet, and the widow of Marquis Zhenxi was kidnapped...

These are all Wen Zhemao's attempts to use Yan Qing's variable for his own use.

But Wen Zhemao probably didn't expect that Yan Qing, the variable he thought he was finally in the palm of his hand, would become the most critical link to defeat himself at the last moment.

Therefore, from the moment Yan Qing returned to Kangdu from the battlefield, and from the moment she woke up, she might have already been thinking about it.

She knew that Li Dingshan colluded with the enemy, that Wen Zhemao was plotting, and that the emperor would not support her.

Whether it's living or justifying the name of her father and brother, she can only rely on herself.

So she is strong everywhere, but shows weakness everywhere, playing the role of an indecisive stunned youth to the fullest.

For, is the final counterattack!
Breaking apart the strips and crushing them into pieces, Liu Xiyuan only admired Yan Qing.

Thinking of the last words Yan Qing said to him before leaving, Liu Xiyuan felt that his long-cooled blood was boiling again.

She said: "The family, the country, and the world are not owned by the emperor alone, but belong to the people. Those who discuss politics for officials do not work for the emperor to solve problems, but should sue the emperor for the people to live and work in peace and contentment."

That is to say, as an official, he regards it as his duty to ask for orders from the people, and saves life and death later.

The wish that was once made when I was young, but as I got older and saw more of the world, I confessed it and forgot the purest original intention back then.

Amongst the autumn leaves in the courtyard, Liu Xiyuan looked up at the full moon in the sky, feeling ashamed in her heart.

The moonlight is bright and flawless, reflecting the mixed feelings of the people.

I always laugh at Yun Huai's innocence, but I don't want to lose my innocence, which is the most pathetic.

Under the same moonlight, Liu Xiyuan regained his original aspirations, but Yuan Luzhi confronted his father in the courtyard.

"You blocked me in the mansion as soon as you came back, just because of some gossip?"

Yuan Mouren looked at his stubborn son, with blue veins popping out of his forehead, "What's the use of asking about things that don't matter? The affairs of Wu'an and the royal family are far more complicated than what is recorded in the history books, so don't follow them." Meddling blindly!"

"If you have that spare time, hurry up and find me a daughter-in-law, give birth to a big fat grandson for your father and me in the next year, and let your father and me enjoy the blessings of being equal before we go west. That's a serious matter!"

Yuan Mouren waved his hands cursingly, turned around and took two steps in the hall, then turned around in anger and then reprimanded Yuan Luzhi, "In order to pursue the one he loves, King Ren Shu can abandon his glory and wealth and go to the frontier to endure hardship, or he can be ordered to take on the responsibility in the face of danger. The commander of a territory governs a territory, he is a real man!"

"You're a little bastard who doesn't want to start a family or start a career. What qualifications do you have to question whether someone has other plans?"

"Even if he really approached Zhenxihou's family for the power of Xijiang, if he is capable, can get the appreciation of Zhenxihou, can gain the trust of Yan Qing, and can manage the Xijiang he got in an orderly manner, that is his family's ability. It's my job!"

"For you, what can you do?"

"What can't you do? You're the best at pissing off your father!"

The more Yuan Mouren talked, the more angry he became.

When he came back, he heard that this kid had been waiting for him in the front hall all afternoon. He was still very happy, thinking that this brat finally knew how to love his father, and knew that it was time to greet his hard-working father sooner or later.

In the end, this brat was fine, before he took a sip of water, he hit him with a question on his face!
What the hell are they asking, "Does the Holy Majesty want to take back the power of the four borders?" "Did the Holy Majesty let King Shu go to the Western Xinjiang at the beginning, did he plan to let King Shu take over the soldiers and horses under Marquis Zhenxi?" "Wait, this kind of treason, if it spreads, the whole family may lose their heads!"
He shouldn't have expected anything good from this brat looking for him!

The son of someone else's family, seeing his father coming home late, not to mention being very respectful, at least asked "have you eaten" and "are you tired" to get closer.

It's good for this brat, not only doesn't care about his father, but also interrogates himself like a prisoner as soon as he comes back, it's really pissing me off!
It's a good thing he didn't eat at night, otherwise he would definitely have indigestion because of this brat's anger, so he wouldn't have to sleep tonight!

What Yuan Mouren didn't expect was that even if he didn't have indigestion, he would not be able to sleep peacefully tonight.

(End of this chapter)

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