The next day.
Sky light shimmered purple.
Outside the tent, the river wind howled, making the canvas billow and flap.
Splash.
Water Mist and hot steam swirled beneath the hazy sunlight.
Long E Ying wrung out a damp towel and laid it over the rim of the basin. Liang Qu casually slapped it onto his face and scrubbed himself awake. "No need to trouble yourself over such a small thing. Why not have the military men outside do it?"
"It's no trouble. I like doing it."
"If I'd known, I would've brought Long Yao and Long Li along too."
"You think I don't do it as well as they do?"
"You're picking a fight for no reason now."
"My lord! A letter from Xu Tiling!"
A military man outside the tent interrupted them.
Liang Qu called him in, took the envelope, and broke the wax seal on the spot to read it.
It was no major event.
There was work to do.
After staying by the Mu River dam in An Huai County for two days, Liang Qu had more or less grasped the situation within Xihe Prefecture. Xu Yuelong had assigned him a new task—inspection and bandit suppression.
The surrounding prefectures were continuously funneling in supplies, and the overall situation within Xihe Prefecture had basically stabilized. Yet roaming bandits still caused trouble.
It was hardly strange for a prefecture to have roaming bandits.
Heaven was vast, earth was broad, mountains were wide, and waters ran deep. Once they hid in deep mountains and ancient forests, they were impossible to find. Taking advantage of the chaos to rob a couple of wealthy households, make a fortune, change their appearance, and start life anew—such things were seen time and again.
Once the situation fell into disorder, the seaweed and egg flakes