The reborn general girl is the emperor

Chapter 39 Peace Before the Rain
The sun sinks to the western mountains, and the forest birds return to their nests.

On the way back, Yan Qing repeatedly thought about the third person who intervened, but he had no clue.

It was Wen Zhehan's last words that made her feel even more heavy.

"Nearly half of the three armies and six guards guarding Kangdu have become the emperor's brother's private soldiers."

The three armies and six guards have a total of more than [-] people, half of which are more than [-], plus Li Dingshan's [-] personal soldiers...

Yan Qing knocked his eyes heavily, his brows furrowed tightly.

Among the three armies, the Habayashi Army only obeys the emperor's orders; the Suwei Army's left camp is in the hands of Wen Zhehan, and the right camp is in Wen Zhemao's hands; Opponents can't even compete with the guards.

Among the six guards, Xiangya Guard is the closest to Kangdu, and it is directly under the emperor's control. Of the other five guards, four guards are under Wen Zhemao's hands.

All she knew was that Wen Zhemao was capable and that Li Dingshan was behind him to support her, but she didn't know that Wen Zhemao had already controlled nearly half of the troops defending Kangdu!
Wen Zhemao's mother's family was only a distant branch of the Li family, and they were not valued by the Li family in the early years, but they were able to win so much military power from Wen Zhehan, who had the full support of the prime minister's mansion.

Apart from the emperor's order, she couldn't think of any other reason.

The emperor really liked Wen Zhemao, maybe it was because of his ability, or maybe because his mother's family was not deeply involved with the family.

If it weren't for her trickery this time, when the emperor completely paved the way for Wen Zhemao, it would only be a matter of time before Wen Zhemao ascended the throne.

Thinking more sinisterly, she even suspected that Wen Zhehan's death in the previous life might be related to the emperor.

The emperor is ruthless, and the emperor's heart is unpredictable.

For Wen Zhemao, whom he liked, the emperor could choose to hold Wen Zhemao accountable in order to take back the power in the Li family, let alone Wen Zhehan, whom he didn't like at all?
After being involved in the overall situation of the emperor's search for a position, she suddenly realized that the tragedy between her and Yan's family in her previous life was just an insignificant incident on the chessboard.

Why do mayflies regret the tree?

She didn't agree to Wen Zhehan's internal response, and Wen Zhehan just asked her to go back and think clearly.

Perhaps from the very beginning, Wen Zhehan didn't place any hope on her, but just wanted to remind her not to be caught by Wen Zhemao, let alone go with Wen Zhemao.

To be honest, it made her somewhat relieved.

In the chaos, the unnoticed mayflies are often easier to protect themselves.

If she hadn't been recognized as a pawn at this time, and she couldn't get away easily, she would have rebelled against the loyalty of her courtiers, and she would definitely resign and go back to the north with her mother.

But it's too late to say anything now...

Yan Qing let out a long breath, raised his eyelashes and looked outside the car at the market where people had scattered stalls, but in front of his eyes were all the flames of war in the border cities.

And Kangdu in the near future will be the next battlefield.

There were lights on the side of the street, but the dim candlelight made Yan Qing's pupils shrink and his whole body trembled.

She stared at the light stiffly, the carriage passed by, and the candlelight was still in front of her eyes.

After a long time, Yan Qing let go of the car curtain, leaned back on the car couch, kowtowed slightly, and remained silent.

The carriage drove out of Long Street and turned into Cheng'an Street.

Back at Hou Mansion, Yan Qing accompanied Yan Qin to have dinner together as usual.

When chatting after dinner, Yan Qin took Yan Qing's hand to discuss with her: "The master of Fo'an Temple sent a message, saying that the longevity tablets of your father and Xiu'er have been engraved, and the eternal lamp needs to be lit by relatives. Just a little bit."

"I'm thinking that in a few days, after the bodies of your uncle and aunt have returned to Beijing, and their funerals have been taken care of, then I will go to Fo'an Temple and take care of their funerals as well."

As Yan Qin said, she sighed, not knowing whether she was persuading herself or Yan Qing, "When a person dies like a lamp goes out, the past is over. Although the family is separated, it is still within the three clans of the Yan family. Close relatives, what needs to be done still needs to be done.”

Yan Qing frowned, looked at the exhaustion on Yan Qin's face, swallowed the words on his lips, and only told him: "You can do whatever you think. It's just that during this period, no matter what happens, Tsing Yi stays with you."

At this time of year, she does not want Yan Qin to leave the mansion, even if she is with her, she is not at ease, not to mention she has other things to do, it is impossible to follow Yan Qin all the time.

Wen Zhemao seemed to be cornered, and no one could guess what he would do.

Seeing Yan Qing's serious expression, Yan Qin hesitated again and again, and asked his concerns: "Qing'er, tell your mother the truth, did something happen?"

Yan Qing pursed his lips slightly, stared at Yan Qin for a while, and finally said, "Recently, there are often family members of officials in Kangdu, who either went out and did not return, or said they were sick and closed, and my daughter felt uneasy."

Hearing this, Yan Qin's complexion changed slightly, and her phoenix eyes lifted.

Nanny Qi nodded slightly when she saw this, and retreated out with all the maids and women in the house.

After Nanny Qi closed the door, Yan Qin said to Yan Qing seriously: "During today's banquet, what did His Royal Highness Duan Wang say to you?"

Yan Qing lowered his eyes, twirled his fingertips slightly, took a deep breath, and finally told Yan Qinshi all about his conversation with Wen Zhehan and his concerns.

"Mother, I've figured it out now, as long as you can do well, nothing else matters."

Yan Qing held Yan Qin's hand, and after saying these words, it seemed that something that had been pressing on her heart was released along with these words.

Looking at Yan Qing who was smiling relievedly, Yan Qin's throat choked, and he raised his hand to hold Yan Qing in his arms, stroked her hair over and over again, and said in a bitter voice, "Good boy, I'm sorry for you."

Yan Qing just smiled, enjoying a moment of peace in her arms, but it made Yan Qin feel even more distressed.

They are all delicate daughters' families, and the children of other families have golden branches, jade leaves and stars, but she has to learn martial arts and horses and guns from elementary school; other people's children are still acting coquettishly and losing temper with their parents at this age, but she has to bear the burden. This home has even been in danger many times!

Just thinking about these days Yan Qing lived, Yan Qin felt a pain in her heart.

But her hands were still steady, and her breathing did not fluctuate too much. She gently followed Yan Qing's hair, and asked in a low voice: "Have you made up your mind?"

"Ah."

Yan Qingweng responded angrily, raised his head and smiled at Yan Qinshi, "Mother, after this matter is over, we will go back to the Northland. Let's go overnight!"

Yan Qing smiled brightly, her eyes sparkled, but seeing Yan Qin's eyes sore, he hurriedly circled his arms and stroked Yan Qing's head, not daring to let Yan Qing see the unstoppable tears in the corners of her eyes.

Taking a breath silently, Yan Qin also smiled: "Okay, let's go overnight! If it's a coincidence and you return to the Northland before the Chinese New Year, it happens to be held together with your gifts. Your grandparents will be happy!"

Yan Qing nestled in Yan Qinshi's arms, pretending not to hear the slight tremor in her voice, greedy for the warmth in her arms, and bent her lips in response: "I listen to mother."

(End of this chapter)