Tang Dynasty: Taking the Empress Dowager to a brothel, Father Emperor, what a coincidence!

The Baekje garrison and the masked bandits of the Tang Dynasty, who were within a hundred paces of each other, were all stunned by these words.

An eerie silence fell over the battlefield.

Qin Qiong quickly tightened the black cloth around his neck and roared at the Baekje general:

"You're blind! I am the chief of Woniu Mountain, how could I let some nobody like Qin Qiong die?"

The Baekje general continued muttering in disbelief:

"Impossible... I saw you in Chang'an..."

Enraged, Qin Qiong struck the Baekje general on the head with his mace.

"Are you fucking an idiot? I already said no. Do you have to force me to kill someone?"

On the rear lines, Du Ruhui was sitting on horseback observing the situation on the battlefield.

Suddenly, shouts of "The Duke of Yi has risen from the dead!" came from ahead.

Du Ruhui almost fell off his horse.

After being helped up by the Shadow Guards, he felt a buzzing in his head.

"It's over. It's all over now."

Du Ruhui felt an itch in her teeth.

"That damned bastard! So many people on the battlefield know that the Duke of Yi is still alive. How are we going to explain this now?"

Du Ruhui turned to look at the Shadow Guards protecting him.

"Take a few men and bring that old scoundrel back to me. Don't let him run away again."

Several Shadow Guards rushed to Qin Qiong's side and surrounded him.

"Sir, the wind is blowing hard!"

Several shadow guards pulled Qin Qiong down from his horse, one helped him off, and the other two dragged him backward.

Qin Qiong roared, still looking unsatisfied:

"Let me go. I've only just warmed up..."

Inside the temporary tent.

Du Ruhui pointed at Qin Qiong's nose and began to curse:

"Qin Shubao, Qin Shubao, do you think you've lived too long?"

What were His Highness's instructions before departure? He absolutely forbade revealing his identity.

You're something else, as if you're afraid people won't know that the Duke of Yi of the Great Tang Dynasty is not dead, so you deliberately go to show your face in front of him.

What's wrong? Trying to make yourself look arrogant? Back then I said you were the smartest general in the Tang Dynasty, and now?

You and Cheng Zhijie are birds of a feather.

Qin Qiong knew he was in the wrong, so he sat there with his head down and didn't say a word.

"Say something. Weren't you quite the shouter on the battlefield just now?"

Du Ruhui was almost driven mad with anger.

Qin Qiong raised his head and muttered softly:

"Can you blame me? Who knew a sudden gust of wind would come? Who knew that the tattered strip of cloth was tied so loosely that it was blown up by the wind?"

"You still dare to argue?"

Du Ruhui wished he could draw his sword and fight Qin Qiong one-on-one right now.

"If you hadn't insisted on rushing up to show off your skills, would the wind have even touched you? Now look what's happened, everyone in Baekje knows that the Duke of Tang has come to impersonate a bandit. Chang'an will probably find out you're still alive soon too. This is a crime of deceiving the emperor. It doesn't matter to the two of us, but you've implicated His Highness as well."

Qin Qiong coughed awkwardly:

"Kemin, don't make such a fuss. Those Baekje barbarians don't know anything. They probably think they've seen a ghost in the middle of the night."

"You stumbled upon a ghost? Do you think they're an idiot?"

Seeing that Qin Qiong still refused to admit his mistake, Du Ruhui roared in anger.

"Do you know how His Majesty will treat us if this gets back to Chang'an?"

How good was His Majesty to you back then? Now you're faking your death to deceive him, what will His Majesty think?

They would certainly believe that the Crown Prince harbored treacherous intentions and was secretly raising assassins.

Qin Qiong stood up, walked up to Du Ruhui, and said with a smile:

"Kemin, things aren't that bad, are they? I've already killed that valiant general who recognized me. Can't we just kill all the Baekje people here later?"

"What good will it do you to kill them? Everyone within a hundred paces heard it. Are you going to kill all our own people too?"

Now everyone outside is saying that it is the spirit of the Duke of Yi who has appeared to you, the head of the household.

How am I supposed to handle this?

Qin Qiong scratched his head:

"Then... then should I go back and continue pretending to be dead? And say the Baekje people were seeing things?"

"It's too late."

Du Ruhui was panting heavily.

"From now on, you'd better stay in the tent obediently. If you dare to take a single step out, I'll hang myself right in front of you."

After speaking, Qin Qiong gave a death order to the Shadow Guards outside the door.

"Pass down the order: seal off the entire city. Not even a fly is allowed to escape. Anyone who dares to enter or leave without permission will be executed without mercy."

Because of Du Ruhui's order, the entire Baekje capital city was cut off from all channels of communication with the outside world.

Du Ruhui then led his soldiers straight to the Baekje treasury.

"Move! Load everything you can carry onto the truck, and smash anything you can't carry on the spot."

The soldiers of the Tang Dynasty began frantically moving things out, pushing carts and wagons.

However, what Du Ruhui did not know was that just as he was about to finish the Baekje matter quickly and then discuss countermeasures with Li Chengqian,

A carrier pigeon flew out from the Tang army camp.

After arranging everything, Du Ruhui returned to his temporary tent.

With a worried expression, he began writing a secret letter to Li Chengqian.

"Your Highness! I am ashamed before you. This old man Qin couldn't control himself and was recognized by the Baekje people on the battlefield. I beg Your Highness to devise a solution quickly..."

After finishing writing, Du Ruhui summoned the Shadow Guards at the door.

"Send this to Silla's Golden City by express courier, and personally deliver it to His Highness the Crown Prince."

Du Ruhui finally breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the messenger disappear into the night.

He did everything he could.

The rest depends on the Crown Prince.

In addition, I've resigned myself to fate.

......

Silla Golden City.

Wei Zheng was reporting to Li Chengqian on the recent results of the appeasement efforts.

"Your Highness, the household registration in Jincheng has been re-established. With the announcement of the abolition of exorbitant taxes and levies, and the distribution of land to the lower classes, these Silla people now regard the Tang Dynasty as their second parents and wish they could build a shrine for Your Highness."

The people's hearts are with us, and the overall situation is settled.

These days, Wei Zheng has found that doing these things gives him a greater sense of accomplishment than criticizing Li Er in the Taiji Hall.

The main reason is that after criticizing Li Er so much, the initial excitement has faded.

Li Chengqian nodded without saying anything.

Li Chengqian did not intend to let the people on the peninsula live in their original place. Instead, he planned to relocate the people of the Tang Dynasty to this place and start living together with them.

Just as the two were discussing, Changsun Chong and Fang Yi'ai carried in a box from outside.

"Your Highness! We've struck it rich this time."

Those bastards from Silla have hidden far more treasures than we realize.

A rough estimate suggests that the silver and gold ingots alone would be enough to feed our 100,000-strong army for three years.

This doesn't even include the mountains of antiques, paintings, calligraphy, pearls, and agates.

Fang Yi'ai excitedly shouted to Li Chengqian.

Changsun Chong nodded in agreement.

"Your Highness! Just now, I led men to raid the homes of several high-ranking nobles in Silla. Guess what happened?"

These greedy fellows dug a huge underground cellar filled with strings of Tang Dynasty copper coins.

Everything's rusted; even the rope is rotten.

These bastards have always plundered the people's wealth, and now it's all benefiting our Great Tang Dynasty.

It's out! This time it's really out!

Li Chengqian looked at the money without saying anything.

While Changsun Chong and Fang Yi'ai were hauling cartloads of money out of Jincheng, the Shadow Guards had already reported to Li Chengqian.

Li Chengqian always turned a blind eye to these things.

If you want a donkey to pull a millstone, you can't just not let it eat grass, can you?

Besides, they only took a small portion; the bulk of it stayed with Li Chengqian.

"Well done. Pass on my order: a grand banquet will be held at the palace tonight."

Li Chengqian spoke with a smile.

The people inside the hall burst into excited cheers.

Just as everyone was in high spirits.

A shadow guard quickly walked in from outside the hall.

"Your Highness, an urgent secret letter from Baekje, delivered 800 li away."