Ye Li looked helplessly at the empty table in front of her. She turned around and took a book from Mo Xiuyao. She smiled and said, "Fourth Brother, you're too humble. The West Hill has been much calmer these few months. It's clear that you've managed it well." Xu Qingbai shook his head and smiled. "How can you say that I've managed it well? There was quite a bit of trouble last month. This time, General Zhang could only stay behind to guard the place. When grandfather's birthday comes, I'll have to rush back as soon as possible. "
Xu Hongyu said calmly, "Managing a place isn't something that can be achieved in a short period of time. There's no need to be impatient."
Xu Qingbai nodded. "Thank you for your advice, Father. I understand." He was indeed impatient. He was too young. He had become a governor before the age of twenty-five. Naturally, there were too many people below him who didn't like him. However, he also understood that it was just as his father had said. Managing a place would take at least three to five years. When he thought of this, his originally impatient mood gradually calmed down.
With one more person, it would naturally be faster to get things done. In less than two hours, the documents on the table were all dealt with. Actually, these things didn't need so many people to do it. Usually, Mo Xiuyao, Xu Qingchen, or Xu Hongyu would be able to do it. However, during this period of time, they didn't believe it. Each of them had many things to do and didn't have much time to look at these reports.
After dealing with the things on hand, everyone heaved a sigh of relief. In these two days, the rulers of various countries who liked to put on airs should be arriving. If they didn't deal with them now, they would have to wait until after the birthday banquet. However, it wouldn't be good to delay many important matters for the birthday banquet. After dealing with the matters, they asked for refreshments to be served. Only then did the family have time to sit down and chat for a while.
"Second Brother, are First Aunt, Mr. Shen, and Wuyou back?" Ye Li frowned and asked as she ate the supplements prepared for her. Last year, when Shen Yang went to the West Hill, he had also brought Wuyou along. After all, he was officially learning medicine from Shen Yang. Naturally, he couldn't stay in a small place like Glass City. No matter how talented he was, he wouldn't improve much if he just read books.
Xu Qingbai's hand that was holding the tea paused slightly. "They're all back. His mother was a little tired from the journey, so she went back to her residence to rest. Mr. Shen seemed to have some new ideas that he wanted to discuss with Doctor Lin, so he left with Wuyou. "
Hearing this, Ye Li raised her eyebrows and looked sideways at Xu Qingchen. Xu Qingchen smiled faintly and elegantly.
Xu Qingbai, on the other hand, seemed a little uncomfortable and changed the topic. "Why don't I see Second Uncle?"
Xu Qingchen said, "Second Uncle has gone to the Northern Tribes, but he should be coming back with the Northern Tribes envoy this time." Xu Qingbai was far away in West-Hill and did not know much about what was going on in Glass City. He gave him a curious look. Xu Qingchen then briefly explained the matters of the Moon Glass City. After listening, Xu Qingbai could not help but sigh. Actually, he was far away in the Western Tomb and could already be considered stable.
"In that case, after fighting for a year, we should be able to settle down for a while, right?"
Xu Qingchen smiled faintly and said, "Who knows? But other than the confrontation with the Northern Tribes, the Mohist army should be able to settle down for a while. What plans does the Prince have? " In this year, the Mohist army had displayed their strength to the surrounding powers with a near total victory. In the short term, no one would have the guts to provoke the Mohist army. However, they had to guard against the possibility of all these people ganging up against the Mohist army.
Mo Xiuyao leaned against the back of the chair and said lazily, "Rest and build up strength. I am not in a hurry. As long as they don't want to fight, they can rest first. At the same time … the Mohist army's strength is still a little lacking compared to the Northern Tribes and West-Hill. It's a good chance to raise an army. "Anyway, he did not want to be the Emperor and was not in a hurry to fight for territory. He also did not have to worry about fighting for the throne. But as long as he swallowed the territory, no one would be able to make him spit it out. Therefore, compared to the rulers of the surrounding countries, Mo Xiuyao was the most relaxed and comfortable. The King of the Northern Tribes was already old. The brothers Yelu Ye and Yelu Hong had been fighting openly and covertly for more than ten years. No one knew what the outcome would be. Ren Qining of the Northern Region seemed to have a monopoly on power, but the conflict between the people of the Northern Region and the people of the Central Plains would erupt sooner or later. Lei Zhenting of West-Hill and the Emperor Of Xiling had almost openly fallen out with each other. Lei Zhenting, who originally had the upper hand, was greatly weakened after Mo Xiuyao's bloodbath. He was on the same level as the Emperor Of Xiling. In the end, who would win would depend on whose methods were better. As for Mo Jingli, who lived in Jiangnan, and Princess Anxi of Nanzhao, Mo Xiuyao did not take them seriously for the time being.
"What if they still want to fight?" Xu Qingchen asked.
Mo Xiuyao raised his eyebrows. "If they want to fight, then fight. Do you think I will be afraid of them?"
Hearing this, Xu Qingchen could not help but smile. Of course, if they wanted to fight, who would the Mohist army be afraid of?
"Reporting to the Prince's Consort, the King of the Northern Region has arrived." Qin Feng came in and reported from outside the door.
"Hm?" Mo Xiuyao was somewhat surprised. Whether it was the distance or the friendship between the two families, Ren Qining should not have been the first to arrive. Originally, even he thought that the first to arrive would be either Lei Zhenting or the Emperor Of Xiling. After a moment of surprise, Mo Xiuyao pulled Ye Li to stand up and said with a smile, "Whether or not he is legitimate, he is still the ruler of a country. Li, come with me to welcome him personally. " Since they had come in the name of a birthday celebration, these people naturally had to come to the Prince Ding Mansion to greet Master Qingyun. As the masters of the Prince Ding Mansion, Ye Li and Mo Xiuyao did not come out to greet them.
Ye Li looked at Mo Xiuyao with a faint smile and said, "I'll go with big brother. Are you sure the King of the Northern Region won't draw his sword and cut you down?" After killing his entire family, it was too much to ask for someone to greet him with a smile. Ye Li could imagine what expression Mo Xiuyao would have if he personally went to greet Ren Qining. Mo Xiuyao did not mind and smiled, "Why would he? Since he's here, it means that he can definitely endure it. Also, do you think I will be afraid of him if he draws his sword? Although it's not good to kill the King of the Northern Region, if he attacked first, I won't have any qualms about it. "
Ye Li could not win against him in an argument, so she could only be dragged to greet Ren Qining. That's right, he was very excited. Even the people around them could clearly feel that Prince Ding was very enthusiastic about greeting the King of the Northern Region.
At the entrance of the Prince Ding Mansion, two rows of guards dressed in black stood in an orderly manner. They looked solemn as they guarded the entrance of the mansion. At the same time, they also turned a blind eye to the annoying scene in front of them, as if they did not see anything. Ren Qining, who had just arrived, was wearing the unique royal clothing of the Northern Region. His expression was twisted as he stared at the white-clothed, white-haired, and smiling handsome man standing at the entrance. Although he looked like a typical person from the Central Plains, Ren Qining did not look strange at all when he wore the clothing of the Northern Region's nomads. Instead, he looked more boorish and heroic than when he wore the clothing of the Central Plains.
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