She fell out after crying at the wrong grave

Kezhou was the private residence of Marquis Zhao.

After not seeing each other for a long time, Yunli has become much calmer.

Yun Cong hurried back to Kezhou, carrying Hengzhi's order, and handed the key to the warehouse and the household account book to Yunli personally.

Leaning against the wall, watching her commanding the servants in an orderly manner, I felt that she had finally grown up. When the masters were not around, she could already take charge of things on her own.

But in fact, Yun Cong could not tell whether sending the key account book was necessary or not. It all depended on Hengzhi's intention.

Above the private residence, there is also a decent marquis's mansion.

Under Zhao's management, although the Marquis' Mansion was an empty shell, the little property that Hengqi had left was considered a small profit and not a loss.

When Hengzhi found that Zhao was staring at A's actions intentionally or unintentionally, he thought about it and told her that because of the grudge between him and his father in the past, he was unwilling to return to the Marquis' Mansion to live, but the Marquis' Mansion was an important place, so he had to choose a trustworthy person to take care of it.

Zhao immediately realized that he was pointing at her.

I don’t know whether to say she was smart or stupid, but Hengzhi moved Zhao out of the private residence without any effort.

In this way, there is no need to worry about A'an being exposed to others during their daily interactions.

Now, even if the imperial decree of the capital was sent to arrest the princess, it would be difficult to hide it from Zhao. In any case, she could not be allowed to take control of the private residence.

Sure enough, the day after Hengzhi left, which was also the day after A'ao left Kezhou, Zhao returned to the private residence and asked for a housekeeper.

Yunli and Butler Heng played dumb and found an excuse to send her away, saying that they had no keys or account books.

The butler is his own man, and Hengzhi has great confidence in Yunli's abilities.

That night he returned in the snow and wind, and no one knew about it except Yunli.

Without Ah-yi, the main courtyard was dark and quiet. Yunli was not used to it, and because of the sadness of separation, he didn't know if he would see her again, so he got up and watched.

It was not a big deal to just take a look, but when she walked around to the main house, she was startled by the shadow reflected in the window.

He even took a wooden stick and walked forward, only to find that it was his master who had not returned for a long time.

Yunli felt even more sad when she thought that Hengzhi didn't even see A'an for the last time, and tears almost came out.

"Master, the princess has been captured and she can't come back."

Hengzhi's eyes were red, and it was hard to tell whether it was because of the long journey back home or because of the pain in his heart. Fortunately, the lights were not on so Yunli could not see his expression.

After a long while, he said in a deep voice, "The princess is a princess. She has her own things to do. Forcing her to stay is disobeying her order." He paused again, "It is also disobeying her."

Hengzhi kept a low profile, just like the moonlight on the ground in the courtyard, shining silently.

It seems like it was a life ago when he was so unstoppable that he placed a long sword across the princess's shoulders and snatched her away with just a few words.

Hengzhi fell in love. It was a double silk net woven by the best weaver in the world, which caught him and made him fall in love.

He knew that Ah-yi would not stay here for long. He would accept it if she went to Yuzhou, Pingzhou, or even Shuzhong.

But the only thing it can’t be is the capital.

From Ah-yi's few words, Heng-chi could only glimpse a little about her past, but he did not fully understand it. She wanted to go back, and the fact that she was caught so easily could only be because she wanted to go back.

Why? This difficult-to-explore reason has now surpassed the pain of separation and lingered in Hengzhi's heart.

"What if... both masters are gone, what should we do with this mansion?" Yun Li looked gloomy and hung his head.

Hengzhi smiled faintly, "Don't we still have you, Yunli?"

"Me?" Under the moonlight, Yunli's eyes widened in disbelief, "Master thinks too highly of me. How could Yunli have such ability?"

Although they grew up together, the master is still the master, and Yunli has never been inconsiderate enough to put himself next to the master.

When Hengzhi said this, she was terrified.

"I know that A'ao has been teaching you how to manage accounts and housekeeping. I have also seen the account books you have written in the past month and a half. Don't underestimate yourself. I believe you can do a good job. I also believe in her ability to teach." Hengzhi put his hands behind his back, his eyes fixed on the long table in the room.

It seemed as if there was still the figure of Ah-yi holding a pen under the lamp.

Yunli's eyes turned red as he heard this, and he clenched his hands tightly, "So, so this is what my wife was planning." On those nights when they were forced to look at the accounts together, and those nights when they were forced to practice calligraphy, Yunli just thought that Ah'ao was bored and that's why she dragged her along.

Gradually, she taught me many accounting skills, and she just smiled and said that it was better to have more skills, as they would come in handy.

At this time, it came so quickly.

Before Hengzhi left, he casually mentioned that he would have someone deliver the key to the account book in a few days and asked Yunli to wait patiently.

They waited until the day Yun Cong came back.

A cloth bag was handed to Yunli from behind, and she turned back in surprise.

"Brother Yuncong! You scared me." Yunli stroked his chest, as if he was really scared, and looked at him with a reproachful look, "Why did you deliver it? Is there no one near the master?"

Yun Cong also handed the dried apricots he bought on the way to Yun Li. The man who usually had a cold face smiled a little, "Yun Cheng is nearby, and the master has other instructions for me, so I delivered it on the way."

He has watched Yunli grow up since she was a child, and he loves her like his own sister.

Nodding in understanding, Yunli couldn't help but sigh in the gray sky, "I haven't seen Yuncheng for a long time. Too many things have happened recently, and everyone was caught off guard. The master is even more anxious at the front line in Louguan." One who doesn't manage the household does not know how expensive firewood and rice are. Yunli didn't understand why Ah'ao always had endless account books to read, two copies in the shop and two copies at home.

On the 15th of every month, the account books of the Marquis's Mansion had to be sent to her for review.

A person's energy can be replenished to this extent. Yunli once dozed off and was glad that he could still take some time off. After all, if the sky falls, there will be someone tall enough to hold it up.

If the sky fell on my head, the pain would be even more thrilling.

Yun Cong patted her head and said, "Lou Guan is fine, Yun Cheng is fine too, they will protect the master. The secret guards are protecting this place, and with you here, the master is more assured than me."

Yun Cong was also very sad. The current situation was complicated. Even if he could manage it, he was powerless. Rather than sending someone to look after Kezhou thousands of miles away, it was better to act as usual.

Respond to all changes by remaining unchanged. First, withstand the attack from the two towers and pass. It won't be too late to look back and make plans later.

In addition to daily expenses, the private residence also contained the land left by A'an and the assets under Hengzhi's name, which were originally intended to be used as military pay.

Since Ah-yi did not plan to spend money to recruit soldiers, money was more valuable to her and she did not need to regard it as her life. Therefore, in order to protect the territory of Dachong from being invaded, spending money was a way within her ability, so why not do it?

As the war progressed, military reports were sent to the capital every three days without delay, but the latter was silent, as if Kezhou was not part of the Da Chong territory.

From this we can see that Jun Xin would rather hand over the northern land to You Bei than allocate funds and personnel to provide assistance. He is afraid of spending money and afraid of making more military achievements for the Heng family.

If an emperor reaches such a state, the dynasty is in danger.

Yun Cong did not dare to say this dangerous thought. In this critical moment, it would be best for him if the three of them could stay with their master and make full use of their resources.

After all, to be honest, isn't this the role of confidants?

"I'm leaving now, Yunli, take care of yourself."
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"Father, why don't you let me lead the troops forward?"

The one who questioned this was the young and frivolous Little Prince Hu Gui.

On the battlefield between two armies, it was the best time to accumulate reputation. His father had originally agreed to let him be the vanguard. After he won military merits, his position as crown prince would be consolidated.

Outside the royal court, the father and son were well aware of how many tribes were eyeing this position.

Because of this, this battle had to be fought. Only by fighting for the entire Youbei could the impulse and determination of all the warriors be aroused.

But there are too many variables in the situation.

"My son, don't worry." King Youbei had a solemn face and took two sips of the wine in his bag. "After our private communication about poisoning Yu Kezhou was exposed, the two forces were deadlocked and it was difficult to determine the winner. The spies who had inserted into the west gate of Louguan were all eliminated, which further hindered this battle."

Then he turned around and looked at the map, his face full of solemnity, "Asking you to go to the battlefield is a bad idea. You are my only son, and a noble prince, how can you easily take risks? The spies have reported in the past few days that things have turned around, so wait a minute, don't panic."

Hu Gui looked at his father's expression and slowly calmed down.

Next, he heard an anecdote.

It was common knowledge that the emperor of Da Chong was in his forties and was infertile. Even if a concubine managed to get pregnant, she would miscarry in the first month of pregnancy, and none of them could keep the baby.

Emperor Wu'an had two sons and one daughter. The late emperor and the new emperor were brothers. The late emperor had only one daughter and no sons, and the new emperor had even fewer offspring.

If something unexpected happened, the only one who could inherit the throne would be Princess Xuancheng of the previous emperor.

But in the eyes of the world, isn't it a joke for a woman to be emperor? It's better to choose a wise man from the royal family, so as not to hand over the country to others.

The new emperor thought so too, but he did not want anyone to covet his position while he was alive, so most of the royal family's descendants were killed, and the rest were either sick or disabled.

The only trouble left is Princess Xuancheng.

The new emperor had thought of this step early on, so after capturing the fugitive princess, he immediately wrote a letter to Youbei to inform him of the marriage.

A city plus a princess, it's a win-win for Youbei.

Once the Louguan Pass is breached, exploring the hinterland of Da Chong will be as easy as entering an empty place.

If the new emperor died without an heir, and he killed all the royal family members, leaving only the princess as his bloodline, he could also leave behind Shen's offspring and use the young son to rule the world, which would be legitimate.

Those Han people in Da Chong are so corrupt that they will definitely not let the princess take the throne.

"So what does father mean?" Hu Gui calmed down and had already thought of his plan.

He was still young, and had never tasted love. He had never ridden a horse with anyone on the grassland, nor had he seen the moon over Mount Tianzhu. If he was asked to marry, I'm afraid no one would be able to accept it.

One's own marriage has become a bargaining chip in the struggle for power.

"My son." King Youbei cast his eagle eyes at Hu Gui, "How can a man who wants to accomplish great things get entangled in the private affairs of his children? Even if you marry the princess, your father will decide for you which woman you want."

Now that things have come to this, it is the bottom line that the king and my father can bow their heads to.

Hu Gui knew very well that serving the emperor was like serving a tiger, so he replied in a deep voice, "Yes."

The tent was silent with only the conversation between father and son. After a long while, King Youbei said "hmm" with satisfaction.

"Pack up and go there in person."

(End of this chapter)