"If there's no other way, I wouldn't have opened my mouth." Song Chuyi gazed coldly at the Tartar soldiers fighting to the death, her eyes not wavering in the slightest. Her next words were spoken quickly and urgently: "But since I've helped you so much, what will you use to repay me?"

  Is this really an eight-year-old little girl?! Ye Jingchuan's eyes widened, he himself was only twelve years old, a half-grown youth who, despite his boasts about following in his father's footsteps to fight and kill enemies, still had some youthful habits and innocence. But the young lady from the manor, who should have been carefree like all the pampered daughters of wealthy families in the capital, worrying only about things like spilling her grandmother's tea or secretly wearing her mother's jewelry, was actually talking about state affairs as soon as she opened her mouth.

  But her gaze was firm, and the words she spat out didn't sound like a joke from a little girl at all. The aura emanating from her entire being was surprisingly similar to that of her mother's.

  Is the Changning Marquis Manor raising every girl to be a future imperial noble consort? He thought to himself, sneakily using his peripheral vision to glance at Song Chuyi who was standing still, coughing several times unsure whether he should make a decision.

  Song Chuyi and others waited for a long time without waiting for Ye Jingchuan's answer, turned his head to look at him steadily, and smiled again: "Brother, are you waiting for your guest to arrive before making a decision? I don't know if he gave you good advice when you sneaked into Tongzhou?"

  Yes, this disaster was brought about by Ye Jingchuang himself.

  Zhen Nan Wang couldn't take it anymore, so he sent him to Zijin Pass to train with his uncle. However, he would often seize the opportunity to lead his troops outside and play around with a few Tatar soldiers from time to time.

  This play has caused trouble. A group of Tartar soldiers took advantage of the broken city wall to rush into Zijing Gate and rushed all the way to Tongzhou.

  So Ye Jingchuan brought people to clean up the mess, still hoping that this matter could be completed without alarming the elders.

  This little girl is so clever it's scary, Ye Jingchuan furrowed his brow and stared at her, somewhat disgruntled: "How do you know everything?! It's like you can predict the future."

  It's all thanks to the blessing of being reborn, Song Chuyi has already become thick-skinned enough. He can't say he's omniscient, so he just smiled and shook his head: "You were stationed in Tongzhou ahead of time, but you refused to alert the imperial court or report to the Ministry of War, not even reporting to the King of Southern Pacification. I pieced together these few things and guessed it correctly."

  The situation outside the house has not changed, and the battle is still at a stalemate. Although Ye Jingchuan's men are numerous, those Tartar soldiers are very fierce and stubborn, and they have persisted for nearly half an hour without collapsing.

  At the sound of Song Chuyi's order, all the windows around the grain warehouse were pushed open, and rows of bows and arrows were instantly exposed before everyone's eyes.

  Before Ye Jingchuan could react, Song Chuyi had already waved his hand and given the order: "Release!"

  Seventeen guards unhesitatingly drew their bows and shot arrows, which flew swiftly and accurately into the bodies of the Tartars.

  The situation suddenly reversed, and Ye Jingchuan's men raised their shields and died in a frenzy of chopping and beating against the Tartar soldiers.

  After the last Huang Jue Temple incident, Qin Chuan specially led the guards in the mansion to practice archery, and now it's just in time for them to be useful.

  "It seems that I can no longer ignore your advice." Ye Jingchuan glanced out the window, finally putting away his frivolous and playful heart: "I just don't know what kind of help you want me to do for you."

  "It's not difficult." It seemed like he had been waiting for this sentence for a long time, Song Chuyi immediately spoke up: "I just want to borrow some manpower from you, brother, to help me with two things."

  This little girl is so strange, I reckon the things she wants to do won't be simple either. But thinking about it again, this time's trouble is indeed big enough, Ye Jingchuan weighed it and still decided to see if Song Chuyi's suggestion was worth it: "I wonder what method you have to make both me and my uncle stay out of this?"

  "Hasn't Xingfu from the Department of Ceremonies already caused your uncle a lot of trouble?" Song Chuyi smiled at him, her eyes shining brightly, making it hard for people to look directly at her: "Why not push the trouble onto him instead?"

  Xing Fu this person, received many benefits from Duan Wang, and all his life only did bad things and didn't do good things, it's really rare.

  Yuan Hong, due to his appointment as the garrison commander of Zi Jing Guan, was extorted by Xing Fu for silver several times when he entered the imperial city on business. Yuan Hong had a violent temper and almost beat up Xing Fu every time, but thanks to the mediation of Zhen Nan Wang, no incidents occurred.

  If only the trouble could be pushed to Xingfu and let him suffer, it would naturally be a great good thing. Ye Jingchuan thought about it excitedly, but soon felt some disappointment: "Things are not so simple? This old fox is extremely trusted by Shengshang, and now he has the power in his hands, and can even supervise the three major camps. Even my father king would smile when seeing him."

  "No, it's that simple." Song Chuyi looked at Ye Jingchuan with a serious expression: "As long as Brother listens to me, I guarantee that I can make Xingfu suffer a big loss, and even if he doesn't say forever, he won't be able to recover for at least a few years."

  Ye Jingchuan thought he was crazy for listening to what a little girl said, but he also had an intuition that Song Chuyi wasn't talking nonsense and really had a way.

  "It can't get any worse anyway." Song Chuyi saw his hesitation: "If this matter is exposed, the prince will also find it difficult to protect you and your uncle. One of you must be pushed out. Xingfu, that old fox, has never had a good relationship with the prince. If he makes some moves again, let alone whether you can go to Fujian to fight against the Japanese pirates, even if you want to live, it will be difficult."

  Zhen knew that stepping on someone's painful foot was a warning, Ye Jingchuan looked at Song Chuyi with some complaint, holding his breath and puffing up his face like a big bun, thinking for half a day before finally slapping the table in agreement.

  Anyway, he won't be at a loss, so what if Song Chuyi is formidable, can she even get him to help pick the sun from the sky? No matter how it goes, it won't be more disadvantageous than being bullied to death by that eunuch Xingfu.

  "You tell me, as long as you don't ask me to kill people or set fires, I'll agree to do whatever you want!" He patted his own chest in agreement: "But you'd better not cheat me either, otherwise, even if I'm easy to fool, my father and brothers aren't!"

  "Ah, almost forgot that this innocent young man also has a fox-like brother-in-law. Song Chuyi couldn't help but smile and stretched out his hand to make a pact with Ye Jingchuan: "One word is settled. I'll make sure Xingfu takes the blame for this."

  The situation outside has become clear, most of the Tartars have been killed, and a few who were captured had their hands tied behind their backs with ropes and were thrown to the ground.

  It's late again today, sorry to everyone. The second update will be around 10 pm tonight. Same old phrase, it'll be a bit late but the two updates won't change, and I'm nervous about going to the hospital for a follow-up checkup the day after tomorrow... (sigh)