Heaven rewards diligence; he fought his way through chaos to become a saint.

Chapter 88 Marriage

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Chen Chuan nodded, then looked as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Seeing this, Qin Lie glanced over and asked, "Speak if you have something to say."

Chen Chuan frowned slightly: "In theory, we should have set off by now, but with the Heavenly Mother Sect and the Righteous Army in trouble, Songjiang County will be left vulnerable once our army leaves, and trouble might break out."

"It's alright. The righteous army will need time to regroup and reorganize. They won't dare to act rashly now that they've been disturbed."

As he spoke, Qin Lie sighed again: "There is a benefit in arresting Feng Ji: he can serve as a model for others. Tomorrow, we will parade him through the streets to let those in the shadows know how powerful the court is. Later, we will drag him and those in Guangzhilin who know the inside story to Caishikou and behead them."

"Also, thoroughly search and confiscate Guangzhilin's goods, and use the money to buy more grain and fodder."

"Yes, sir. By the way, we found three white jade snow lotuses in the storeroom. These are quite valuable."

Qin Lie didn't respond to the question, but continued, "As for the Heavenly Mother Sect, let's leave it for now. We'll just report it and see how the higher-ups handle it. After all, their territory is in Gaoliu, and there are county garrison troops there that can be used to encircle and annihilate them."

"Also, write a letter to coordinate with the vanguard of General Zhang Guan, who is in charge of the Southern Expedition, and explain the situation in Songjiang County. Also, make a copy of the confessions of Feng and Ji and show it to them so they can be more vigilant."

"Huh!"

Chen Chuan was suddenly surprised, then said, "Do you remember? Ye Ci used to be under Zhang Guan's command—"

"So what?"

"I just sighed at his good luck."

Chen Chuan said, "Now that you, Commandant, are here, Ye Ci is the person you have chosen. But a different Commandant has come, and he is his old superior. With Ye Ci in the Shen family, it seems things are really going to get better and better."

Qin Lie glanced at him again: "Once Guangzhilin has sorted things out, send all those white jade snow lotuses to Ye Ci. And one more thing, if you want to join the army in the future, don't go to Zhang Guan, come and join me instead."

As soon as he finished speaking, he muttered to himself, "I didn't expect Guangzhilin to have so many good things. I asked Miss Shen to buy one, and there are actually three left."

Chen Chuan chuckled, cupped his hands in greeting, and said, "Yes, Commandant! I'll deliver it to him."

Qin Lie waved his hand, and after Chen Chuan left, his brows were almost furrowed into a "T" shape.

He pondered the conversation that had just taken place.

The Demonic Sect, the Righteous Army, the Peaceful Merchants Association, the Heavenly Mother Cult—such a complex group of forces.

Can Songjiang County really be stable?

Just a few days after he tightened the checkpoints along the route, someone infiltrated the refugees to assassinate Ye Ci; the rebels had almost no way to infiltrate.

That general who conquers the south may not have any experience in governance!

******

As night fell, the candlelight flickered gently, casting indistinct shadows on the carved windowpanes.

Ye Ci received a report from Li Hu.

He was surprised, not expecting that there were such undercurrents behind Songjiang County.

What was even more surprising was that Shen Yixi actually guessed where Feng Ji came from and even went ahead to tell him not to make a move against her.

After thinking for a while, he couldn't help but shake his head.

Why didn't she just tell me directly?!

It seems I should be frank with this young lady. I have a cooperative relationship with the Shen family, so we can set aside our prejudices.

Because my goal is very simple: to become stronger. As for what I want to achieve after becoming stronger, there's no need to talk about it.

Only when you have enough strength can you talk about other things.

He now has a letter of recommendation from the captain, and as long as he reaches the Transformation Realm, he can join the Green Wood Sect in the prefectural city.

The saying goes, "The poor are scholars, the rich are warriors." The Shen family can provide assistance to him, and their relationship is one of mutual benefit and shared loss.

After thinking for a while, he took out the marriage certificate from the Shen family.

Just then, the door was gently pushed open a crack.

It is Murong Yanyu.

The young maid, who hadn't fully grown up yet, had her hair styled in two buns, with soft wisps of hair hanging down her temples, and timidly peeked half of her body inside.

"Young master, does it still hurt?"

Her voice was soft, her head was down, and her eyelashes trembled.

Ye Ci looked up and chuckled softly, "Your Uncle Ling is a master, he knows how to control his strength. He only wanted to teach me a lesson, so he didn't hit me hard. Manager Chen got me some top-quality medicine, and your Uncle Ling helped me improve my blood circulation. I should be almost fully recovered by tomorrow."

Although he was trying to comfort him, Manager Chen said he would recover in two days at most.

Murong Yanyu moved closer, sidling up to the bedside. She glanced at the marriage certificate in Ye Ci's hand, twisting the hem of her dress between her fingers, and murmured softly, "I heard what the Commandant's office said just now. You took out the marriage certificate—are you setting a date?"

After asking the question, her ears turned red, and she lowered her head even further, like a frightened little sparrow, before burrowing into the blankets.

"So—I was a child bride, am I considered a wife or a concubine?"

Ye Ci threw the marriage certificate on the table and angrily pulled back the covers: "Who said I was going to set a date? When did I ever say you were a child bride?"

"I was here first," Murong Yanyu suddenly insisted.

Looking at her still-childish features, Ye Ci was both amused and annoyed: "What do you want?"

"marriage."

The candlelight shone warmly on her face. She wrapped herself tighter in the blankets and raised her beautiful eyebrows.

"You're too young."

"I will be older than her in the future."

Thud—

Ye Ci gave her a hard flick on the forehead and said irritably, "What are you talking about?"

Murong Yanyu stubbornly raised her eyes, which sparkled.

"I want to get married because Uncle Ling said he would take me with him. Otherwise, my brother is worried about me staying here. He wants to enter the Great Qian Dynasty, but the Marquis of Shenwu in the west has sent troops, and his several armies are almost wiped out."

Upon hearing this, Ye Ci remained silent for a moment.

He realized that Ling Cang had arrived, and Murong Yanyu would eventually have to leave.

The girl said softly, "But if I ignore him, I can spend more time with you. So, I want to get married soon—before the young lady."

Seeing her insistence, Ye Ci didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Are you getting married?"

"Um!"

Ye Ci reached out his hand.

He pressed her little head down with one hand and made her kowtow on the bed.

"First bow to Heaven and Earth."

After saying that, he turned her towards the west wing, where Grandma Li lived.

"Bowing to the parents twice."

Then, Ye Ci pressed her down and made her kowtow to him.

"Husband and wife bow to each other."

"."

The little girl looked bewildered.

"Alright, you're married now."

Ye Cidao.

Murong Yanyu: "Why should I be the one kowtowing to you?"

"You want me to kowtow to you?"

Ye Ci glanced at her sideways.

Murong Yanyu lowered her head gently. She didn't dare to let Ye Ci kowtow to her, so she could only mutter softly, "Well—the veil wasn't lifted either."

"call----"

Ye Ci pulled the blanket up and threw it over her head, then lifted it: "Is that enough?"

"Let's consummate the marriage then!"

Murong Yanyu lay on the bed, blinking her serious eyes; she looked very beautiful.

Ye Ci crawled into the covers and closed her eyes.

After a long while, a girl's soft voice came from inside the house asking a question.

"Young master, are you asleep?"

"Um."

"Why are you talking if you're asleep?"

"hiss----"

"Does the wedding night just mean we each sleep separately?"

What do you think?