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Chapter 342 The Pretty Widow of the Republic of China VS the Iron-Blooded Marshal [20]

The hand knocking on the door paused and looked around.No one else was found, and he put his ear on the door, listening carefully to the discussion inside:
"The Northwest Army arrived at the border of Jinzhou ten days ago, and now it is inextricably fighting. Although Young Marshal Qing is smart and relies on his geographical advantages, he started to fight against the Northwest Army, and there is a faint tendency to overwhelm him. It is not a vegetarian to have an army comparable to our Hunan Army, and when this battle has reached a fever pitch, we will certainly be able to get twice the result with half the effort if we send troops to attack from the rear at this time."

"Assault?" The man seemed a little reluctant, "Jinzhou is the weakest of the three forces. With the strength of our Hunan Army, is there still a surprise attack? Isn't it easy to capture Jinzhou?"

"Qingtian is a ruthless character, it would be great if he could be captured so easily."

Suddenly, an angry shout came from inside the door, "Who is outside?!"

Le Tong was startled, calmed down, pushed open the door, and said with a smile, "I'll bring you tea."

Apart from Yan Sen, there were three other people in the study. Among them, Le Tong only knew He Shaoqing.

This is a more difficult role.

Of the other two, one was full of beards and was relatively simple and honest, so he probably had no discernment, while the other had ordinary facial features, the only thing that stood out was his piercing eyes.

Seeing that it was Le Tong, Yan Sen softened his expression, "Why is Madam here?"

Le Tong went to Yan Sen's side and poured tea for him, "I saw that you have been in the study for some time, and I guessed that the tea was cold, so I came in and asked you to change the water."

"It's Mrs. Lau."

Le Tong smiled and did not speak, and continued with the movements in his hands.

When the people in the study saw that it was the marshal's wife, they had no doubts in their hearts.

When the marshal investigated Le Tong before, they all knew about it. Moreover, Le Tong has been in the mansion for a year, and she has never seen her interacting with other people during this period, and she didn't even leave the mansion. As pictured.

They have classified Le Tong as a trustworthy person.

After finishing all these, Le Tong left the study.

Back in the room, Le Tong sat on the edge of the bed, lost in thought.

Not surprisingly, Yan Sen will send troops to attack Jinzhou in a few days, and then Qingtian will be in danger and be attacked by enemies.

If her guess was right, it should be He Shaoqing who played.

At that time, he will definitely take away most of the elite troops and leave a few teams to guard the Marshal's Mansion.

That's a good time to start.

The next day, after Le Tong greeted Yan Sen, he got into the car and went to the cheongsam clothing store in the north of the city.

Le Tong got out of the car, gathered the fur on his body, "You guys stay here, I'll take Xiaoyue in."

"Yes, ma'am."

Le Tong took Xiaoyue into this cheongsam shop.

When the shopkeeper saw Le Tong, he ran forward courteously, "I don't know Madam is here, so I'm not far away to welcome you."

There was a smile on the corner of Le Tong's mouth, "I recently heard that you have bought a new batch of brocade, and I want to come over to have a look, shopkeeper, please don't be restrained."

"Yes, yes, madam, please follow me."

Le Tong followed the shopkeeper to the private room on the second floor.

Refreshments were prepared inside, Le Tong sat down at the table, took a bite of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, nodded approvingly, picked up another piece and handed it to Xiaoyue, "This cake is delicious, you can eat one too Bar."

Le Tong would reward Xiaoyue with cakes on weekdays, and Xiaoyue was already used to it. After thanking his wife, she took the cakes and ate them in small bites.

(End of this chapter)