Bianliang in midsummer, late at night.

The vast sea of ​​stars is paved in the night sky, and the candles in the city are gradually extinguished. As the night falls late, people who have been working hard for a day can finally rest peacefully.

In the Baifu Study room, the lights were bright and the paper window shone on the corridor outside, and the moths were slamming on the window. Bai Ning was wearing a dress of hair and was looking through some books, as if looking for something. Several books were piled up on the table, and the books were filled with books on the ground were spread out in a mess. Several other figures were sitting on the ground searching, occasionally yawning.

"... I searched for this for a few days, and there were many similar symptoms, but no one dared to use medicine to try it... The palace library has also searched through the pharmacopoeia, and the Lord... It is not a solution to continue like this. You haven't been in a few days."

Cao Zhenchun closed the book, sat back on the stool, beat his numb legs, and his face looked a little bitter: "Master, you don't let your wife know that it is a good thing, but you are alone in your heart. I always feel sad for you whenever I think about it."

Inside the room, the sound of flipping the pages stopped. Cao Shaoqing, Feng Bao and others raised their heads. Behind the desk, Bai Ning also stopped, leaned back and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"It will always be better if you hold a little hope. I have never liked to put all your expectations on one person. Although An Daoquan is not malicious, he is alone after all. If you can find some clues when you read the book, will the time be shortened? Well, I know you have been suffering in the past few days, so go back and rest."

Feng Bao held the book in his hand, the injured rolled his eyes and buried his head again: "The affairs of the supervisor are the affairs of my servants. Without the supervisor, there would be no Feng Bao's current status. It doesn't matter whether he is affected or not. As long as the wife can get better, I will share the worries of the supervisor."

On the stool, Cao Zhenchun let out a thick nose, turned his head away, and muttered: "A cow teaches only one cow."

The voice was very small, and Bai Ning still heard it. He reached his level of martial arts. Within a dozen steps, even the sound of leaves falling off the branches could not escape his awareness, let alone the whispering words of people. But he didn't want to blame anyone, and after thinking for a while, he suppressed the book.

At this moment, the study door knocked.

"Super the Lord...Super the Lord..."

Bai Ning swallowed what he said and opened his mouth again: "Come in."

In the candlelight, Xiao Chenzi pushed the door and walked into the middle and bowed: "That... the bearded man from Jin Kingdom wants to see you, and I told him that the governor would not see the guests late at night, and he insisted on coming."

Cao Zhenchun raised his eyebrows and teased his face: "I guess that guy can't wait... he's anxious and has to give him a marshal."

"This matter was neglected by me." Bai Ning smiled and waved his sleeves to let them go back: "Let's just be here today. Since Zong Wang is not anxious, let him come in. The next move should be moved." Then he looked at Cao Zhenchun.

The latter nodded and bowed out with everyone.

The room was empty and became quiet, the candlelight was burning, and there was a sound of people patrolling in the corridor outside, and then walked over. The shadow of the lantern cast on the paper window swayed in the wind, and heavy steps stopped outside the door.

"Come in, Marshal, since you are here, don't be polite." Bai Ning turned over a few pages, opened his lips and said lightly.

Outside the house, a tall figure pushed the door open, the wind blew in through the gap, and the fire was blown and swayed, and the feminine face shone on the table became bright and dark.

The visitor was not polite, and glanced at the messy books on the ground, stepped over his feet and sat down, looked at the figure behind the desk and bowed: "The Admiral has been delaying for several more days."

"It's really delayed..." Bai Ning smiled and nodded: "So, let's settle the affairs of the two countries. You have seen the power of this governor in the Wu Dynasty before, and it's hard for you to not be moved."

On the other end, Wanyan Zongwang licked his lips in a complicated mood, staring at Bai Ning, and then closed it for a moment, sighing: "…The power of the admiral, Zong Wang is hard to reach even in Jin Dynasty. If you have no idea in your heart, it is naturally fake. I will not say such hypocritical words."

He felt something and said this.

"You are the Marshal of the Jin Kingdom. You went south to burn, kill and rob many people of the Wu Dynasty that day. However, that is a matter between the country. We can still be friends in private. After all, there are too few honest people in this world. Our family is intriguing in the palace and we are already tired of those people... Those who are like you are talking openly."

Bai Ningbian said, and got up and poured a cup of tea and handed it over, "For the matter of the letter of the country, the Japanese governor of Ming Dynasty asked Cao Zhenchun to write it and hand it over to the marshal to make a guarantee, you want to seize power, I want Yan Yun, we don't have a conflict, are you right?"

Looking at the teacup in front of him, Wanyan Zongwang thought of something in his heart... He smiled fiercely on his face, took the teacup, and drank it all in one gulp.

Zong Gan...you forced me one by one...

With a loud bang, he placed the bottom of the cup heavily on the tea table, with water stains on his beard, and he clasped his fists and said, "...Tomorrow, he will return to the Jin Kingdom immediately and wait for the Wu Dynasty to help."

"At that time, Yan Yun will be yours." He stretched out his broad and thick palm and hung it in the middle.

"Weapons and food are not short of food and grass, and the Jin Kingdom is yours." Bai Ning also stretched out his slender hand.

Smack

The two palms fought each other in the air to complete the oath.

...

After the two of them talked about some details in the room, Bai Ning asked Xiao Chenzi to send him away. Standing in the corridor, Cao Shaoqing was not in a hurry to leave on the stone bench in the yard. He came over when he saw that Bai Ning had finished his talk.

"Supervisor...we really want to get him weapons, food and grass?" The newly appointed imperial horse supervisor's seal was quite sensitive to this aspect.

"A Jurchen is the good Jurchen." Bai Ning drove away a moth that wanted to pounce into the room and turned back. "...You know that the army we can fight now has not yet taken shape. Drag the few troops on the border, at most half a pound, and it will cost money, food and life. It is not worth it."

Cao Shaoqing followed closely behind, "I am worried that raising a tiger is a problem. After all, Wanyan Zong is just a weak person, and this Wanyan Zongwang should not be so generous on the surface..."

But before he finished speaking, Bai Ning, who had walked to the desk, turned to look at him with a cold look: "You have been following me for so long, would you think that a mere letter of the country can limit this governor?"

"I have been a reckless person, please calm down." Cao Shaoqing hurriedly bowed down.

Bai Ning looked at the candlestick on the table. The moth that had crawled in from somewhere finally hit her head, and her burning wings stopped moving after a few thrusts on the table.

"…He will never be able to leave the Wu Dynasty."

The words were dull and impermanent, and a simple sentence made Cao Shaoqing freeze his entire face, and his eyes looked at Bai Ning, and the figure on the wall and the paper window were like a huge poisonous snake standing up.

He seemed to have guessed...
Chapter completed!