The Mongolian soldiers in Dingfu Village should all be gathered here, but it's clear here, and other places may not be.

  Ye Jingchuan mentioned this topic with a somewhat cold gaze: "These are all my mistakes, actually even if I were to be executed, I wouldn't feel wronged."

  These Tartar soldiers don't consider the people of Great Zhou as human beings, burning, killing and looting without any evil left undone. In just Doupeng Village and Dingfu Village alone, at least 40 or 50 people have died.

  Song Chuyi nodded slightly.

  These people didn't have to die. If it wasn't for Ye Jingchu's arrogant and reckless personality, thinking he was invincible just because he was young, this disaster could have been avoided.

  Fortunately, this life will not end in disaster like the previous one.

  Of course, the damned guy who should be held accountable cannot get away with it either, he should come out and atone for the deaths of these innocent people.

  Ye Jingchuan did not expect Song Chuyi to nod directly without saying a word of comfort, and he couldn't help but feel stifled. However, he immediately let out a sigh, knowing that no one would think he was in the right, especially since he had already made a huge mistake.

  "Alright, there's no need for you to sigh here anymore. The mistake has been made, and all we can do is try our best to make up for it." Song Chuyi saw through his thoughts, closed the window and calmly stared at him: "Now let's discuss business."

  Ye Jingchuan nodded and glanced at the people in the room, raising an eyebrow at Song Chuyi: "Can all these people hear?"

  "My everything can." Song Chuyi glanced at him and turned back: "Your best don't."

  What a big tone, but Ye Jingchuan was still eating this set. He opened his mouth and waved his hand to let his people all leave.

  "Brother, the first thing is to trouble you to help me rescue someone." Song Chuyi told Li's villa location and repeatedly reminded: "Must not make a mistake, must not hurt her. Best to take action tonight."

  The night is long and dreams are many. I came to Tongzhou myself, but it's hard to guarantee that Li Shi and Old Lady Li won't have another fit of curiosity and come to investigate my estate again.

  In a situation where everyone else was sold to Guizhou, Lianyi is her only evidence and witness, absolutely cannot be lost.

  Ye Jingchuan didn't expect Song Chuyi to ask him to help her steal someone, and his mind was a bit slow to react: "Isn't it, little sister? Are you making things difficult for no reason? Can't your Bo Fu's household just take the person by force?"

  "There are additional conditions." Song Chuyi ignored his teasing: "It's just that I cannot let my family know, not a single word."

  Ye Jingchuan glanced around at the servants filling the room and laughed exaggeratedly for a couple of seconds.

  Can't let them know at home, isn't it also can't let the Bo Mansion know? But won't these servants go and tell the elders?

  He smiled and then realized something was off, these people should be his own men who had been won over by Song Chuyi. Looking at them one by one, they were like wooden puppets with their eyes fixed on him. This little girl is not only clever but also has a way with people.

  "Alright, I've agreed to the first one. I'll send someone over later and guarantee that not a single hair on your head will be harmed when you're brought back." Ye Jingchuan rubbed his nose as he looked at her: "What about the second condition?"

  "Lend me a dozen or so people for about a month. I want them to accompany my men on a trip to Shanxi." Song Chuyi specially emphasized: "They must be trusted confidants, their skills must be good, and their mouths must be tight."

  Jinzhong isn't the current ancestral home of the Boling Cui clan? Is little sister going to her maternal grandparents' place to seek external help?

  Ye Jingchuan knew it was useless to ask, thought for a moment that both conditions were very simple, and immediately agreed.

  "But you should start thinking of a way to help me get out of this now." Ye Jingchu reminded her: "Otherwise, I can change my mind at any time."

  The door was suddenly knocked, and Zhang Shu's sweaty face appeared in front of them, panting: "Young Master Ye, Miss, the Crown Prince has arrived with our master."

  Ye Jingkuan and Song Yi.

  "The one who can take charge has arrived." Song Chuyi smiled and spoke, looking at Ye Jingchuan with a sly smile: "I'll tell your brother about the plan, don't worry. Now hurry up and help me with this matter, or else when the time comes, your brother will be keeping a close eye on you, and it won't be easy for you to make a move."

  Little fox!

  Ye Jingchuan only then reacted that Song Chuyi had never thought of trading with him directly, but just wanted to borrow his help. Suddenly, he felt a surge of anger at being looked down upon, but turning his head and thinking again, he knew that Song Chuyi's considerations were reasonable.

  He's really the one who can take charge.

  But thinking that Song Chuyi had been persuading him to go back and find the adults last night, his eyes deepened a bit. This little girl shouldn't have already made up her mind yesterday, should she? She had guessed so early on that the trouble was caused by himself.

  Song Yi hastily entered the door and first looked up and down at Song Chuyi, only then did he let out a sigh of relief when he saw that she was fine.

  "Didn't give you a fright?" He didn't even have time to take a sip of tea before saying, "After receiving the news, I wanted to leave the city, but was held back and only set off in the afternoon. I rushed over as quickly as possible. Your older brother has gone outside to count the number of people."

  Did Song Jue come too?

  Song Chengnuo, or rather, the Song family really values her a lot now.

  Song Chuyi's heart was like an overturned five-flavor bottle, but she quickly adjusted and responded to Song Yi's words one by one. Finally, she showed some concern: "It's fine here, but I heard that not far away in Dougezhuang Village, people have started dying again. Does the Ministry of War have any countermeasures?"

  There was indeed a plan, the Minister of War decided to send the Divine Engine Battalion that day, but it was vetoed by Xingfu, who suggested that the Emperor should summon troops from Hebei instead.

  This is simply going far and seeking near!

  Song Yi was somewhat indignant: "Your grandfather and several university scholars in the cabinet have already agreed, but Xingfu"

  It's indeed like that.

  After all, Xing Fu has collected a lot of money from others, how can they bear to kill them off?

  There was another commotion outside, and Song Yi was about to send someone out to ask when he saw Song Jue wiping away sweat as he came in. His face alternated between red and white as he looked at Song Yi and Song Chuyi: "The Crown Prince has arrived."

  Song Yi was stunned on the spot.

  There are so many Tartars in Tongzhou, it's a time of unrest, why did this ancestor come at this time?!

  This Prince Taisun is indeed a clever person, wherever there's an opportunity, he'll take it.

  Ye Jingkuan was teaching Ye Jingchuan a lesson, but halfway through, he heard that Ta Sun had arrived. Suddenly, he didn't have time to teach his brother anymore, so he waved his hand and told him to scram, then tidied himself up and went to discuss with Song Yi.

  Ye Jingchuan was quite happy, scolded only half and didn't need to continue, still very worth being happy about. Although Ye Jingkuan said he would deal with him later, anyway now there is no loss, he thought and felt that nothing is wrong, patted his butt and went to run errands for Song Chuyi. Anyway, after things were done, Ye Jingkuan might not really deal with him.