Chapter 144 Go to bed and sleep

  Soon, the man hastily returned and respectfully handed the token back to Sora, "Both of you please enter, the lord is in the study. Elegant words and emotions are first expressed."

  The two thanked and entered the palace one after another.

  In the study, Ying Ju was reading a memorial, still in his neat and tidy daytime attire, without having washed up. Under the lamplight, his features looked even more stern and profound.

  "Your Highness, Gongzi Ji and Zhuzi Shi have arrived." The eunuch came in with light steps, bowed his head and reported softly.

  "Let them in." Weng said without raising his head.

  The eunuch withdrew and went out, and after a moment, he led in Shi Rui Ci and Song Chu Yi.

  "See you later!"

  "See you later!"

  Two people speak with one voice.

  "Please, have a seat." Weng Ju put down his bamboo tablet and looked up at Zhang Li, saying "What's this about?"

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, one belly was suspicious, and it turned out to be a consistent style. Any pleasantries were omitted, and things were discussed directly and to the point.

  "Returning to your question, it was actually because of a remonstrance by Song Yu Shi." said Chu Li Ji.

  Ying Zuo directly shifted his gaze onto Song Chu Yi's body.

  He just made this gesture, and both of them knew it meant Song Chuyi wanted to say something personally.

  "I report to Your Majesty. In my humble opinion, this expedition against Wei is just for show, it's best to stir up strife among the three Jin states and preserve our military strength." Song Chu looked up at Ying Ji.

  This was the first time that Weizi launched a war against external forces after his accession to the throne. If he lost the first battle, it would be extremely detrimental to his prestige. Moreover, according to what Song knew about Weizi, he was a ruler who either did not fight at all or went all out in battle, which is why she felt it necessary to go into the palace with Chuli Jue to persuade him together at night.

  "The hatred between Qin and Wei has lasted for a hundred years. Although the current Wei state is like an old tiger on its last legs, it's still difficult to shake its foundation in general warfare...it doesn't bring much benefit to Qin..." Song Chu stopped halfway through her sentence.

  "Winning words," said Dao, "No harm done. Everyone here is trustworthy."

  "Yes. Since Your Majesty only wants to divert some of the old clan's attention, being too serious would be a loss instead." Song Chuoyi smiled slightly. "The land of Bashu is about to become turbulent. I wish to destroy the State of Ba!"

  Winning naturally knows that the place in the middle of the river has what kind of significance for the Qin State! He also wants to swallow Ba and Shu, but unfortunately, the natural danger blocks him, and he has just ascended to the throne, without opportunity or suitability to take action against Ba and Shu immediately.

  It seems that Sichuan is about to rise up in revolt. But just like Han and Wei, it's hard to say for sure. Isn't this a sign that they're about to surrender?

  Song initially had the intention of destroying Bashu, and it wasn't just a sudden impulse to seize the opportunity. In her previous life, she had thought about which country she should serve if she were to leave Yangcheng. At that time, she compared and chose between Qin and Qi. Usually, when there was nothing going on, she would stand from the perspective of these two countries and analyze how to devour the surrounding countries.

  In memory, soon after, Bashu indeed became a mess. And why Song Chuanyi made this judgment was not based on recollection, but through careful analysis, even if it didn't become chaotic, he could think of ways to make it chaotic!

  He fell silent for a moment. Ying Zuo said, "Good."

  "Your Majesty is wise." Song Chu initially sincerely patted a horse. Ying Ju's response was so decisive that it was within her expectations, yet she couldn't help but sigh in admiration, "If the first battle were to be lost, Your Majesty's dignity would likely suffer damage. Although the pros and cons are clear, ordinary people can't make decisions as decisively as you do."

  "Wei Liao said calmly, 'I don't care about the process, as long as the result is achieved. The affairs of Ba and Shu will be left to Mr. to worry about, and the matter of Han and Wei cannot be neglected either. Zhu Xia Shi is still young and should undergo some tempering.'"

  Having said that, he didn't even wait for Song Chuyi's protest and said, "I'm very busy, withdraw."

  It was settled in such a "pleasant" way, and Yingju's expression revealed a few points of relaxation.

  Song Chuayi was again burdened with a heavy heart, but what could she say about the matter of slapping the board?

  As soon as she stepped out of the house, Sakuragi couldn't help but burst into giggles.

  "What's so funny, big brother!" Song Chu glared at him.

  "I'm glad to see that you're so highly valued by your lord." said Sakaki with a stern expression.

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, one nose hummed, "It's quite important! At present, I am a handy stirrer in the heart of Jun Shang. You can revel in my misfortune as much as you want. If Big Brother thinks he can stay out of it..."

  "Why must you say such things about yourself? Eldest brother will certainly do his best to help you." Chu Liuxiang said.

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, a faintly raised eyebrow said, "With such a big toilet in the world, what's wrong with being a stirrer?"

  "Hah!" Chou Li hastily clapped her hands and laughed, patting her shoulder, saying "Hua Jin, Hua Jin, what can I say to you! The picturesque landscape in the eyes of the ruler has become a dung pit in your eyes!"

  Song Chu smiled wryly and the two of them slowly walked down the stairs.

  Qiu Li rushed to send Song Chu Yi back home before turning around and leaving.

  The mansion was more lively than usual, with bright lights everywhere. As soon as Song Chuyi's foot stepped inside the door, a huge white shadow pounced on him, causing him to stumble.

  Song Chu stabilized his footing, raised his hand and roughly rubbed the white blade's fluffy ears, scolding, "You're getting fatter again, just your weight alone can kill someone."

  Silently sitting under the eaves watching the pot of stewed meat, the whole yard is filled with fragrance.

  "Haven't you eaten yet, White Blade?" Song Chu led White Blade to the corridor and glanced into the pot.

  Bai Jing stared at Song Chuyi with a pair of big, shiny eyes, rubbing against him obediently, as if to indicate that he really hadn't eaten.

  Nai He Jian was always loyal and sincere, he crawled on the ground and respectfully said, "Bai Lian had eight catties of meat for dinner, this is the deer meat brought by Gongzi Yi Lou, cooked for Master."

  "What about him?" Song Chu asked.

  "The young master has rested." Jian said.

  Song Chu twitched his eyebrows, on such a hot day, did he really go to wash and wipe the quilt? How come I didn't think he was so obedient before? Thinking about it, Song Chu felt sticky all over his body, so he went to take a shower first.

  When I returned to the bedroom, there was still a faint light on in the house. The chessboard had been set up with a full game of chess, with black and white pieces in the midst of a fierce battle. However, Zhao Yilou was sleeping with his head propped up by one hand, while the other hand hung down beside his leg, still loosely holding a black piece between his fingers, as if it might fall at any moment.

  A gentle night breeze blew outside the window, and the jumping light cast a shadow on his face, no matter how it flickered, it couldn't reduce a bit of his composure.

  Song Chu initially looked at him quietly for a long time before reaching out and gently poking him, "Hey, go to bed."

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, a towel was used to wipe the water from her hair in a hurry. In an instant, she met a pair of sleepy eyes. She slowed down for a moment, then frowned and said, "You're really stubborn like a cow head! Go to sleep, I won't treat you as a quilt cover!"

  Zhao Yilou calmed down and heard these words, he couldn't help but feel annoyed. He had been waiting for her to come back, and she actually thought he was deliberately sulking and sitting here?

  In a fit of anger, Zhao Yilou suddenly stood up and strode into the inner chamber, his sleeves flying behind him. The chess pieces that had been in his hands just now clattered to the ground.

  Song Chu Yi continued to wipe his messy hair, staring at the chess piece that had spun and landed on the ground, a faint smile playing on his lips.