The villain heroine just wants to grab the country at the beginning

"Master, what exactly is Liang Xiao doing here?"

Lu Jia went into the study, and Chun Bao followed him in, asking puzzled questions.

"It's been an hour since you were younger, but he didn't seem to say anything special when you came back."

"Waiting for so long?" Lu Jia sat down behind the table, raised his eyes and asked Chun Bao.

Chun Bao nodded, "Yeah, he came here after you entered the palace, and has been waiting here all this time, what exactly does he want to do?"

Lu Jia's heart skipped a beat suddenly.

Don't be afraid that something will happen to her in the palace and come here specially to guard it. Thinking together, Lu Jia shook his head to shake the thought out of his head.

There was a self-deprecating smile on the corner of his mouth: Thinking about this, are you worthy, so many heroic spirits are watching you in the sky.

Picking up a cold cup of tea next to him and drinking it, Lu Jia opened the drawer and took out a pair of maps inside, and threw it on the table with a clatter.

Chun Bao lay down on the table, "A map of the palace?"

Lu Jia nodded, "Not complete."

As he said that, he clicked on the blank space in the middle, "This is the location of the imperial study. There must be a secret room near the imperial study. It is not easy to find out. No matter what you do in the palace, it is too easy. striking.

It can only be a little accident, and then take the opportunity to find out. "

"What happened?" Chun Bao looked at Lu Jia.

Lu Jia smiled at Chun Bao.

"Didn't Liang Xiao just say that? I'm willing to cooperate with me. I can't do the trick of being jealous, but it's not impossible to give it a try. I will try to find a way to enter the palace again. On the way to the palace, I will go to the imperial study In that direction, it is best to meet the lady from the Zhen Guo Gong's mansion. If you really can't meet her, you can meet other people from the Zhen Guo Gong's mansion.

At that time, this accident will be a matter of course. "

"Have you thought about it?"

"Almost, you can go to Micro Motion's house tomorrow and give him a silver note of 50 taels." Lu Jia leaned back in his chair, "Tell him what Lu Qingshan means and wants me to be promoted."

Chun Bao glared, "50 taels? How can we have so much? Didn't all the bank notes we robbed last time be given to the former household secretary? Didn't he confiscate the money?"

Lu Jia hooked his hands towards Chunbao, "So, is it itchy?"

Chun Bao looked surprised, and immediately stood up straight and rubbed his hands, "Who will grab this time?"

"Grab that nunnery."

Chun Baoren almost fell apart, "Who are you robbing? Nunnery? Did I hear wrong or are you sick?"

"Get out!" Lu Jia rolled her eyes, "Don't forget, what did the great monk we cleaned up in Qingyuan Temple do? He specialized in making utensils.

Those magical instruments he made were not played by himself, they were to be sold.

As he said, it will definitely sell for a good price. "

"What does this have to do with the nunnery?" Chunbao asked.

Before he finished speaking, he folded his hands in shock, covered his mouth, took a breath of air, took half a step back, and bent his body. ,

"Damn! No way, did the great monk's magic tools be sold to a nunnery? Those nuns are sick? Those magic tools are made of something like that."

Lu Jia nodded, "So, tonight, don't have any psychological burdens, kill what you need to kill and grab what you need, don't leave a single copper coin."

Chun Bao stared at Lu Jia for a long time, "No, miss, how did you know? You didn't know before you entered the palace today!"

"Xiao Yan told me on the way into the palace!" Lu Jia smiled for granted, "At that time we killed the great monk, didn't we throw a clue to Xiao Yan, saying that the magic weapons made by the great monk were sold at high prices Yes, of course the Ministry of Punishment will investigate, and the nunnery just happened to be found out yesterday.

The nunnery is the resale point of those ritual artifacts.

All the magic tools are passed from there to the hands of rich people.

And who are the people who often go there? "

Chun Bao's shocked face turned pale, "The empress instigated people who did things that hurt nature and justice."

Therefore, those instruments may be related to the queen.

Lu Jia waved his hand, "We don't care who the magic weapon is related to, we just want money, understand? Whether the queen is doing evil or not, it is not our goal. As long as the emperor is not the emperor, the queen is not the queen."

Chunbao knew this truth.

But he was still very stimulated by this wave of facts, and couldn't help cursing.

"Damn! These years, we have been born and died. Xiaomao is only twelve, and he broke a leg the first time he went to the battlefield. What the hell are we doing! Why!"

As soon as Chun Bao mentioned the battlefield, tears welled up in his eyes, and he couldn't hold it back.

She was panicked and uncomfortable.

Xiaomao is a little girl in the Pingwei army. Her family suffered a disaster and all the adults died. When Pingwei army passed by their town, she followed the big army. The best way is to take her into the army.

Originally thought that she was young, so it would be appropriate for her to stay in the army and help the military doctor.

But once there is a war, who cares whether you are young or old? When you have to, let alone a military doctor going to the battlefield, the cook has to wave a spoon.

Chunbao still remembers Xiaomao holding her severed leg and crying and asking her: Sister Chunbao, what happened to my leg.

Chun Bao turned her head away and pressed the corners of her eyes, but the tears could not be suppressed, so she simply turned her head and went out.

Lu Jia directed her back, "Choose two quick-witted ones at night, and make things clean."

With a nasal voice, Chun Bao stepped out of the threshold and replied, "En."

Lu Jia sighed, staring at the unfinished map.

After years of wars, the people are struggling to survive. Everyone scolds the soldiers and scolds the war, but the soldiers are the ones who don't want to fight the most.

It is true not to be afraid of fighting, but it is even more true not to want to fight.

Every army is full of "little hairs" of all ages.

"Why don't you light the lights?"

Lu Jia didn't know how long she had been sitting in this dark study, and she didn't even know Xiao Yan came in. She was shocked when she heard the voice, and when she looked up, Xiao Yan was already standing in front of her.

Xiao Yan's eyes were bloodshot red, and the haggardness on his face was visible to the naked eye.

When Lu Jia looked over, he happened to light the candle on the table.

The official uniform on his body was stained with blood. Lu Jia took a look, cleared his throat, and asked, "Is this a punishment?"

Xiao Yan turned his head and lit the candles on the shelf.

While nodding, he said: "I can't hold back."

With the bright light in the room, his back looks more and more lonely, looking so lonely and uncomfortable.

Lu Jia suddenly remembered the Yunling victory that year.

Obviously they won the battle, but none of the soldiers could laugh because half of them died.

Nearly every familiar companion of a living person is dead.

The old general sat in the tent for a whole day and night without eating or drinking. At that time, he looked just like Xiao Yan now, lonely and uncomfortable.