You should spend the rest of your life with Qingqing

Chapter 307
Ying Yu listened to Zhuying's report on Mr. Li's choice, without saying a word for a long time, and broke through the autumn wind in the courtyard with his sword. It took nearly an hour for him to calm down.

He still thinks highly of himself.

I thought that after the baptism of these years of war and the tempering of blood, I could remain indifferent to Li Wangcheng's unjust death.

But when he really heard about Master Li's death, Ying Yu still couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

Others only look at the prosperity of Da Qi, but they don't know that in his eyes, Da Qi's back has been corroded by moths, but he still maintains the brilliance on the surface.

Now that the emperor is old, the eunuchs are in power, and Prime Minister Xiao is secretly in charge of the government, more than half of the six ministries have become the minions of the Xiao family.

In the states and cities under it, the officials and officials protect each other, and they have nothing to do in terms of political achievements, but they have learned a good skill of searching for the people's admiration.

There are only a handful of good officials like Mr. Li who really care about the people of Daqi.

It's just that it's unfortunate to have a son like Li Wensi, who will bring disaster to the family one day sooner or later.

Not to mention these civil servants, Da Qi is no more than a five-way soldier, and he is only a mediocre one who can really fight.

All the generals who have lived in Beijing for a long time are all captured by the glitz in front of them. The sharp sword hanging on their waist may have long been reduced to an ornament, just a general's logo.

Ying Yu couldn't help sighing softly, as usual, if Hu Guo committed another crime, it might cost the lives of [-] soldiers of the Ying family army, and they would not be able to save Daqi again.

Thinking of the conversation with his cousin Qi Jingyuan a few days ago, Ying Yu felt that Da Qi was not about to perish.

If Daqi can win a Mingjun within five years, then with Daqi's vast land and rich resources, he will be able to embrace the whole world, and the mere Hu country will not be a worry.

Previously, he followed the family precepts of the Ying family, only obeying orders from the emperor, and did not participate in the matter of seizing the heir.

But after much deliberation, the old ancestor's words can't be exhausted. Instead of sending Da Qi to perish stupidly, it's better to choose a wise king to rule the world.

What he can do now is to pave the way for the new emperor, use himself and the Ying family army to protect Daqi and his loved ones.
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Wen Qing'er was lingering and sick for several days, and was depressed and locked in the room by her mother. Like a porcelain doll, she was protected by a group of maids and women in the room, and she was not even allowed to open the window to blow cold wind.

It was only three days before Ying Yu's birthday, but the maid stayed by her side day and night, even if Ying Yu came, the two of them would never see each other, but Wen Qing'er was bored to death.

Fortunately, Ying Yu came every day before dawn and put a dew-stained flower in front of Wen Qinger's window. Wen Qinger hid quietly behind her back, feeling a little relieved in her heart.

For Ying Yu's birthday present, Wen Qing'er could only take advantage of Nianxia and others on duty outside at night, secretly holding an embroidery basket, and embroidering a few stitches in a hurry by the faint candlelight.

It wasn't until the night before Ying Yu's birthday that the production was completed. Wen Qing'er was lying on the couch, waiting to find a way to leave the house tomorrow and spend her birthday with A Yu.

In the early morning of the second day, Wen Qing'er had already put on her dress before the maids came to call her, and she was waiting for someone to serve her to freshen up, but she frightened the maids quite a bit.

"Why did the girl get up so early today? But she felt unwell again at night?" The maids asked eagerly, for fear that something might happen to the girl's body.

Nian Xia, who was holding the copper basin, pursed her lips and smiled quietly. She didn't say much, and hurriedly waited on the girl to wash and dress up, so she couldn't miss the girl's business!

(End of this chapter)