The person at the source

In the Great Feng Dynasty, matters between men and women were governed by strict rules. The details are too numerous to describe, but even the way people addressed each other varied depending on the person and the situation.

For example, a normal relationship between a man and a woman is called "going to Wushan together"; an abnormal relationship is called "listening to music in a brothel"; a relationship between two men is called "cut sleeve"; a relationship between two women is called "one dragon and two phoenixes"; and a relationship between two men is called "using both hands at the same time".

Something more advanced.

The relationship between Xu Qi'an and Fuxiang's physical body is called: (underlined)

The relationship between Xu Qi'an and Huang Xian'er is called: (underlined)

"Sex life" was Xu Qi'an's subconscious complaint, a term that was out of touch with the times. Even Huai Qing, who was learned and talented, could not accurately understand the meaning of the word and could only guess that it was not a good thing.

After his rant, Xu Qi'an felt a little embarrassed and couldn't help but miss the "undo" function from his previous life.

Fortunately, Huaiqing, not understanding the meaning, did not delve into it and sent a letter saying, "I have already read the records of Nanyuan in the 26th year of Zhende. Two things happened. The first thing was that in the autumn of the 26th year of Zhende, the animals in Nanyuan suddenly disappeared in large numbers and their whereabouts were unknown. Only in the depths were there traces of animal activity."

[The second incident occurred when Prince Huai and His Majesty were hunting in the Southern Garden during their time as princes. They were attacked by a bear, and almost all of their accompanying guards were killed or wounded. In a fit of rage, Prince Huai tore the bear apart, earning him the title of the future pillar of the Great Feng Dynasty from the dead by the late emperor.]

She sent a few words, paused for a few seconds, and then sent another message: "I suspect that the Prince of Huai and His Majesty ventured into the Southern Garden back then because they couldn't find any prey on the outskirts."

[Furthermore, the late emperor had always been in good health, but due to his long-term indulgence in women, he fell seriously ill in his later years. The Warlock of the Bureau of Astronomy could only prolong his life by one year, after which he passed away.]

Xu Qi'an sent a message asking, "[What does it mean that the beasts on the outskirts of Nanyuan have largely disappeared? Have the wild animals escaped?]"

The messenger number one replied: [Unlikely. Beasts have a strong sense of territory and are unlikely to leave their territory without being violently driven away. Moreover, this is not an isolated case; it's a widespread extinction.]

After speaking, she fell silent, neither disconnecting the connection nor sending another message, clearly waiting for Xu Qi'an's opinion.

Xu Qi'an considered for a moment, then sent a letter: [I will continue to investigate this matter. Can we meet privately so I can explain it to you in detail?]

Number One: [No.]

After saying that, she disconnected.

"Ha, she still doesn't know I know her identity." Xu Qi'an curled his lip.

After carefully storing the fragments of the Earth Book, he lay on the bed, hands behind his head, and began his usual review and analysis.

"The late emperor was addicted to women for many years, and his health was in a sub-optimal state. According to the law that those blessed with great fortune cannot live forever, the late emperor should indeed die."

"What Emperor Yuanjing and the Prince of Huai encountered deep in the Southern Garden was definitely not a bear; the fact that all the guards were killed or wounded is proof of that. If it wasn't a bear, then what could it have been?"

"Furthermore, the Prince of Huai was still a boy at the time, and no matter how skilled he was, he couldn't possibly be stronger than the imperial guards. Yet all the imperial guards who accompanied him died, while he and Emperor Yuanjing survived, which is clearly illogical."

"A more accurate guess is that during the crisis that year, he and Emperor Yuanjing escaped death for some reason. This reason can only be that they were spared by their subordinates. If they had escaped with difficulty, Emperor Yuanjing and Prince Huai should have reported to the palace afterwards, asking the late emperor to send experts back to deal with the situation. However, the official historical record of this event is: Prince Huai tore apart a bear with his bare hands and was praised by the late emperor as a future pillar of the country."

"This shows that Emperor Yuanjing and the Prince of Huai concealed the truth, whether passively or actively."

The same night, in the North, at Crescent Bay.

A bonfire roared, and a low table was set with roasted beef and lamb, as well as mare's milk wine.

The barbarian men and women danced around the bonfire, their songs rough and their atmosphere lively.

After autumn arrived, the temperature in the north began to drop sharply, and the rough wind made Xu Xinnian's delicate face feel a little uncomfortable.

On Pei Manxilou's recommendation, he applied mutton fat to his face to ward off the dry northern climate.

Xu Xinnian's plan was effective. The 30,000 -Great Feng army launched a surprise attack on Jingguo, catching them completely off guard. In the battle just the day before, in cooperation with the barbarians, they annihilated 3,000 fire-armored soldiers, 1,400 light cavalry, and 5,000 infantry.

For the northern barbarians, this was their greatest victory in two months of resistance. Naturally, the Great Feng army received a warm welcome and preferential treatment from the barbarians.

But Xu Erlang knew that everything has two sides. In order to carry out this surprise attack and increase the speed of the march, the 30,000 troops only carried four days' worth of rations.

If the supply lines are cut off, the 30,000 troops could face a situation where they run out of ammunition and food. Moreover, because the battlefield is constantly shifting, it is difficult for the logistics troops to catch up with their own troops by transporting food.

More likely, they will encounter the Yasukuni Army.

Although the demon and barbarian races claim they can borrow grain, once war breaks out and the camps are scattered, who will care about whom?

At that point, we'll have no choice but to return to the border and wait for another opportunity, which will cause us to miss many chances in the war.

Xu Erlang wasn't used to drinking mare's milk wine, so he sipped it slowly, watching the barbarian men and women dance.

In both the demon and barbarian races, it's not unusual for women to appear in military camps. Firstly, the presence of these women effectively satisfies the men's physiological needs.

Secondly, the women of both the demon and barbarian races also possess considerable fighting power.

Pei Manxi glanced at Xu Erlang, who was sitting upright, and then smiled as he beckoned a charming enchantress over, instructing her, "Take good care of our friend."

Then, he said to Xu Erlang, "It's so boring and tedious in the military camp. The soldiers have to fight on the battlefield during the day, so they need to vent their frustrations at night. Brother Cijiu, she belongs to you tonight, so don't hold back."

The alluring enchantress leaned closer, her eyes filled with seductive allure, and rubbed her soft body against Xu Erlang's arm.

Xu Erlang frowned and pushed him away repeatedly, indicating that he was not that kind of person.

The two armies are locked in battle at a crucial moment; how can I be distracted by women? I would never touch a woman of the Demon Race; who knows what she is? Her body is quite supple, though... no, no, no, I can't think like that. I'm a scholar; at least you should bathe.

After a hearty meal and drinks, Xu Erlang remained true to the principles of a scholar from the Great Feng and did not give the demoness a chance.

Upon returning to his tent, he simply removed his thickest outer armor and boots, then collapsed into bed.

Chu Yuanzhen appeared silently in the military tent, sat on a chair, held his sword, and closed his eyes, pretending to sleep.

Those who fought against the Witch God Cult generally developed a habit: when resting at night, they would work in pairs, one sleeping and the other keeping watch. If they discovered that the sleeping person had died silently, they would immediately sound the alarm.

The reason for all this is that a fourth-rank wizard is called a Dream Wizard, who is most skilled at killing in dreams.

However, there are limitations in terms of distance and number of people that dream witches can use to perform this method. Often, after succeeding a few times and killing a dozen or so people, they will be discovered.

During the Battle of Shanhai Pass, Wei Yuan devised a method to counter the dream witches, sending several fourth-rank masters and Warlock disguised as scouts to patrol outside the military camp.

Once the military camp sounds the retreat, the Warlock first search for and pinpoint the location of the dream witch, and then a fourth-rank expert surrounds her.

If the dream witch wanted to kill someone with this technique, she wouldn't be too far from the military camp. And with the running speed of a fourth-rank cultivator, coupled with the Warlock's ability to locate enemies, she could usually win with a single blow.

By sacrificing the lives of a small number of soldiers to acquire a fourth-rank Dream Shaman, they made a huge profit.

In a daze, Xu Erlang returned to the capital and sat down to eat with his family.

At this moment, the father, Xu Pingzhi, suddenly clutched his throat, his face turning ashen, and died, black blood seeping from the corner of his mouth. Next came the mother, the younger sister Lingyue, and the eldest brother.

Xu Erlang was shocked and looked at his younger sister, Lingyin. A sinister smile appeared on Lingyin's round face, "You died of poisoning, just like them."

In Lingyin's hand was a packet of arsenic.

"Lingyin, you."

Xu Erlang found it hard to believe.

"Hmph, none of you give me anything good to eat, you're all going to die." Lingyin said something that fit her persona.

I never imagined I would die at Lingyin's hands. Xu Erlang was about to speak when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, black blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, and his life was rapidly slipping away.

At that moment, a purple light appeared before Xu Erlang's eyes and before Xu Lingyin's eyes. She groaned and her figure quickly dissipated.

Inside the military tent, Xu Erlang suddenly opened his eyes, sat up abruptly, and gasped for breath.

"It's the Dream Witch!"

He spoke in a hoarse voice, pressing his hand to his chest, where a Layman Ziyang, lay.

A jade pendant worn close to the body, imbued with the Vast Righteous Qi over many years.

Just then, the roar of cannons came, exploding outside and inside the military camp, with flames shooting into the sky and illuminating the night.

Then the ground began to shake, as if countless iron cavalry were approaching and surging forward.

They suffered a retaliatory attack from Yasukuni.

late at night.

Dingguan City, on the northeastern border.

A crescent moon hung in the sky. Wei Yuan, draped in a dark blue cloak, stood atop the city wall of Dingguan, overlooking the smoke-filled city. Cannons tore through houses and streets, and cries and shouts rose and fell.

As night fell, Dingguan City was being baptized in blood and fire. The cavalry and infantry of the Great Feng charged into the city's streets, engaging in close combat with the stubbornly resisting Yan Kingdom defenders.

The sounds of fighting were everywhere.

Wei Yuan withdrew his gaze, glanced at the head he was holding, his eyes widened, and a look of terror and fear remained permanently etched on his face.

Commander of Dingguan City, Tuwohei.

He shook his head in disappointment, casually tossed his head off the city wall, and said indifferently, "Not good enough!"

Then, Wei Yuan's gaze slowly swept across the horse path, which was covered with the corpses of soldiers, their thick blood staining the dilapidated city walls.

Behind him, a dozen high-ranking generals stood silently, not uttering a word.

Some of his old subordinates remained calm; if they couldn't even conquer a single city, there was no point in fighting.

Another group of generals who had never served under Wei Yuan truly experienced the meaning of "a master strategist."

Wei Yuan flicked the blood from his fingertip and said gently, "Pass on my order: massacre the city!"

The cool autumn breeze blew, the moonlight was clear and bright, and the dark blue cloak fluttered. In Wei Yuan's pupils, clusters of leaping flames were reflected.

The next day.

Xu Qi'an got up with a yawn, squatted under the eaves, and washed his face and brushed his teeth.

After he finished washing up, Zhong Li carried her own wooden basin out the door and began washing up as well.

Zhong Li would normally squat under the eaves with Xu Qi'an to wash up, but unfortunately, Xu Lingyue saw them one time.

Xu Lingyue immediately felt guilty. Senior Sister Zhong was a guest of the Bureau of Astronomy, and it was impolite of the Xu Residence to make a guest squat under the eaves to wash up.

That very day, he ordered his servants to prepare a new room, which was cleaned spotlessly and made beautiful. Then he personally came to invite Zhong Li to move in and had a heart-to-heart talk with her.

The heart-to-heart talk was open and honest, the words were gentle and polite, and the content included. "My older brother isn't married yet, you better stay away from him."

Zhong Li moved in that day feeling quite aggrieved, but after Xu Qi'an returned, he brought her back. However, Zhong Li was also a clever girl, despite the fact that her junior sister Caiwei and the so-called "brainless" and "unhappy" people from the Bureau of Astronomy were not on good terms.

While Chu Caiwei may be a bit clueless, Zhong Li is quite clever.

The astute Senior Sister Zhong could sense the hostility of the eldest daughter of the Xu Household towards her, so she silently kept her distance from Xu Dalang. Of course, the eldest daughter of the Xu Household couldn't see her giving him a massage or sitting side by side talking inside the house.

After breakfast, Xu Qi'an chased Zhong Li out of the room again, saying, "You stay outside obediently, don't wander around, don't talk to anyone, and don't get hurt."

Zhong Li nodded vigorously with an "Mmm," indicating that she was experienced and would take good care of herself.

After Zhong Li left, Xu Qi'an took out his talisman sword and activated his Primordial Spirit: "Little Imperial Advisor, I am Xu Qi'an."

After waiting for a long time without the arrival of the Imperial Preceptor, just when Xu Qi'an thought the attempt to contact him had failed, a dazzling golden light pierced through the roof ridge, and a stunningly beautiful woman wearing a feathered robe and with a voluptuous figure appeared inside the house. The golden light slowly dissipated.

I'm probably the only man in Great Feng who can be summoned and dismissed by Luo Yuheng at will. You say you don't want to sleep with me? I'd never believe it even if you beat me to death. Xu Qi'an's vanity was somewhat satisfied, but he also felt that the pond was too small to contain this big fish.

Hmm, Luo Yuheng was just testing me; she didn't necessarily need to cultivate with me. She even tested Emperor Yuanjing. Wait, what's with this familiar feeling? Me, am I also a fish in someone else's pond?!

Also, the robe she wore today was different from usual; it was more vibrant and beautiful. The cinched waist accentuated her bust, and her waist was very slender. Had she dressed up specifically for this occasion?

As Xu Qi'an was lost in thought, Luo Yuheng scrutinized him, her pretty face as cold as frost, and said icily, "Little Imperial Advisor?"

Xu Qi'an opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know how to explain.

A few seconds of silence filled the room before Luo Yuheng changed the subject, asking, "What is it?"

"Cough cough!"

Xu Qi'an cleared his throat and said, "I have made new progress regarding the clues about the leader of the Earth Sect."

He recounted the events of Joan of Arc's 26th year to Luo Yuheng.

After hearing this, the aunt frowned deeply, her bright, beautiful eyes looking at him. "Is that all? You didn't need to summon me."

Xu Qi'an sighed, "Grand Preceptor, I invited you here for another matter."

Luo Yuheng looked at him.

Xu Qi'an remained silent for a long while, enough time to drink a cup of tea, before letting out a long breath and asking in a low voice, "Daoist Jinlian, how many years have you been possessed by demons?"

Luo Yuheng was taken aback, a rare look of surprise appearing on his usually aloof face. "You know that Jinlian is the leader of the Earth Sect?"

PS: Thanks to the boss of "Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up and follow the new, hurry up and follow the new" for the reward. I was moved to tears. The name is too long and the chapter name cannot be accommodated, so I wrote it at the end of the chapter.

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