Wanxi also nodded with a smile, "This year, the old man has been named Beile. If people say this, he can already be called the prince. Emin and Zhuo are the 'Turpan King', and their achievements have been made for thousands of years."

Yu Rui nodded, "No wonder the original conquest of Junggar was Ama of Prince Rawandorji as the commander; and when he was conquering Hui tribe, the emperor asked Cheng Gunzabu to hand over all the matter to Emin and Zhuo, because they were also loyal to the court and knew the situation of Hui tribe better."

Wanxi's eyes were far away, "...The emperor said that the imperial army had gathered in April. Then, the war should have begun at this moment. I don't know how the battle was going there."

What made her dizzy at this moment was not only a matter of worrying about the war in the northwest, but also because of Yu Rui's words just now reminded her of Jiuye...

Although she met Zhao Yi and had been with Zhao Yi for many years through these notes and scripts, she had no real relationship with Zhao Yi after all. She didn't believe that Zhao Yi could guess her heart. He could write what she wanted to know in the script. But the reason why Zhao Yi really did it was only because there was someone next to Zhao Yi who knew her heart very much.

Although Zhao Yi was in the Military Affairs Office, he was just a military affairs office, but he was just a pen job. If the military affairs ministers were not willing to reveal them, Zhao Yi might not have known so clearly. And who else could know all the big and small information received by the Military Affairs Office than Jiuye, the foreman of the Military Affairs Office?

Even these scripts could be passed on to the palace so smoothly and sent to her - she would never believe that Tingcha Sula was as capable as Tingcha Sula under her rule. The only one who could be asked to check the guards at the palace gate did not dare to check it out in detail. It was definitely not Tingcha Sula, but only Ninth Master.

That's right, she was reading the book written by Zhao Yi now, but she read it carefully word by word, isn't it that Jiu Ye's unspeakable heart?

Now that they are old this year, their identities are becoming less and less forbidden to meet each other in private. But he can still use Zhao Yi's handwriting in this silent way and silently confess his care and protection to her.

Wanxi's eyes were a little blurred.

Fortunately, Qilin Bao's child was right in front of her, just like she could see the Ninth Master who was a child every day. Although she knew with certainty that Ninth Master must not be as beautiful as this live monkey in the first place, I think Ninth Master was also as lively and cute when she was a child?

Yu Rui found that the master was sucking his nose very lowly, so he was worried, and then he destroyed his preface. While the master was not careful, he snatched the book again.

"If you want to punish me, just punish me. Anyway, I will never ask my master to read this book again. If I don't say anything, my master will be exhausted again."

Wanxi also burst into tears and nodded, "This time I'll just let you have a little hoof."

Yu Rui happily hugged the book in his arms, "If the master is bored, then the servant will tell you what he has heard these days."

Wanxi nodded, "You said that."

Yu Rui blinked at Wan Xi, "Just half a month, I reported to Prince Hongzhou, saying that the Eight Banners Manchu, Mongolia, and other banners have always been written in Manchu, as well as family genealogy, green head signs, etc. Only the Han army flags have been reported in Manchu and Chinese; the family genealogy, green head signs, etc., are all written in Manchu and Chinese.

Wanxi couldn't help but raise her eyebrows quietly.

Perhaps it was from the fact that Yonglu was born, for the sake of the word "lu", she began to pay special attention to the royal family and princes' statements about the boundaries between Manchu and Han.

"What did the emperor say?"

Yu Rui blinked and smiled, "The emperor said that the Han army in the banner was originally from the Eight Banners Manchus and Mongolia. He said, "The subsequent Han army in the Eight Banners, followed by Manchus and Mongolian flags, and wrote Qing characters together."

Wanxi quietly breathed a sigh of relief, lowered her head and smiled.

Yu Rui couldn't help but say it, "The Emperor is just about to say it directly - as long as the flag is entered, even the Han army is no longer a Han army. As long as it is under the banner, the Han army is the same as the Manchu and Mongolia under its jurisdiction!"

Wanxi didn't say anything, just nodded slightly.

He whispered in his heart, "...Master, you want the royal princes to know that our Yonglu is half of the Han ancestry, but because the slave is already under the banner, the slave mother's family was once the Eight Banners Han Army. Therefore, our Yonglu is like the princes born from the lords of Manchuria and Mongolia. Is there any qualification to inherit the great treasure?"

As he was talking, he vaguely heard a whistle and a slap from outside.

Naturally, no one in the palace dared to shout loudly, "The Holy Lord is here-" and they all secretly informed them in such a silent way.

Wanxi hurriedly sat upright, "Look at how embarrassed I am on my face? The emperor is back."

Wanxi thought the emperor would not come back today, so she was so happy that she was lazy and stayed on the kang to read the script all day long. She then had a half-thick hair and didn't have a square square. She just combed a big braid and wrapped it with a black velvet cloth around her head.

The whole head was covered with plainness, and there was no flower in the grass. Only a bead that came with it was slightly embellished.

Wanxi looked at the mirror and felt that her face was black and white, with no color at all. So she asked Yu Rui to find some saliva for her... Before Yu Rui could bring it, the emperor had already walked in.

As soon as he entered the door, the emperor saw Wanxi so sneaky. Then he walked directly to the side of the kang and stared at her blankly, "...what is hidden in shame?"

Yu Rui was so scared that he had no idea what to do. Before he could hand over the fat, he hurriedly knocked Wan Xi's book to the ground. Yu Rui was so scared that he knelt on the ground, "...Sister deserves to die!"

The emperor raised his eyebrows, reached out to pick up the script, flipped through it, and then "snatched" and said, "I'm so brave. Relying on the indulgence of the master, he dared to write all these into the script! Can these things be spread randomly among the market?"

Yu Rui's face turned pale and said hurriedly, "It's all the servants who are brave enough to wrap the objects outside the palace into the palace for the master. The master hasn't opened it yet, and he hasn't read a word."

Wanxi saw that Yu Rui was really scared, so she couldn't help but grab a walnut from the plate on the kang, and turned it over to the emperor's knee.

Although there are hard bones on human elbows and knees, there are soft nests next to the hard bones, and there are numb tendons hidden there. Wanxi threw it accurately and hit the numb tendons with a bang, and the emperor jumped numb.

"Ouch, you little hoof!"
Chapter completed!